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[sforzesco]

BALAK, PANGAGAD

uhhh conspiracy. can be a courtship dance. ritual. so to speak. & hosting one in your house is an act of service

[haharuspex]

red means i love you idk

[outeremissary]

This was a originally for a daily prompt list where the prompt was "trust issues," but I feel like I lost the plot a little on the vibe of that list overall. But god I love drawing those weird plants

(version from the original post before I changed my mind about what looked more Decent lmao)

[angelkissedface]

la balance de la justice.

[ratatatastic]

[trans-xianxian]

I think postres prerelationship wangxian were definitely just like waiting for the right time and all that but I Do also think that wei wuxian very much thrills at the tension and the teasing and lan wangji enjoys the chase. like yeah yeah they're being mature and waiting until they're both emotionally prepared for the kind of serious relationship they both want but also they're definitely participating in some kind of obsessive courting ritual

[kaus-quietis]

Lav's All-smiles Problem-solving Roooooundtable ch108 edition!

Welcome, welcome! To Lav's BSD ch108 discussion! Delivered to you via my funky dove Eliott, acting as my mystic messenger. These are random thoughts I had after reading this brilliant chapter, which, writing-wise, made the best possible use of Fedya's character, expanding it even more without even betraying his backstory. Maybe a backstory isn't needed after all, just look at how much FUN he is right now. I am in BLISS

Putting aside the fact that he is literally carrying the plot at this point, come sit with me, I make you a delicious Chinese black tea with rose petals and casually share my thoughts. Hello there, dearest Kat, yes, "where is Lav when you need her?", I am here, I offer you a hug, and to all my friends here who share the sentiment, I hug you too.

A. Before you say ANYTHING about "oh but? maybe Fedya is telling the half-truth? or a half-lie? what if his ability really is the evil one?", my brothers and sisters in Christ, listen to yourself. This man functions almost on a meta-level of character consciousness: he changed his facial expression and aura so convincingly, his tone, his speech, his posture, even the shade of his eyes, fooling not only Sigma, but the readers as well. We are used to characters changing the shade of their eyes when they change mental states or have certain (new) decisions in mind, we as a community are so used to this, all it took was one panel from the Conjurer doing this trick for so many of us to actually believe him and start, yet again, to spiral down the "what if he is good but his ability is evil? what if he is two entities? what if?" rollercoaster. This is so amusing to me, and in a meta-sense must be amusing to Fedya too. While speculation can bloom again based on this, I wouldn't be putting too much effort into reading into his lines here. I take it as a trick. It worked splendidly, almost like it attacked the fandom's major concerns and theories about his character and weaponized them against everyone. That's a meta-kind of tomfoolery. Trolling, if you will. I LOVE that Asagiri made him bamboozle every reader like this. His character so far goes into the best direction, it cultivates and expands his traits and skills in the best way. But let's pretend Fedya really is telling a half-truth there, which is there being an opposition between him and his ability. I talked about this in my essay (see pinned post), there really seems to be a divergence at the core of his character, but it manifests subtly, not like what we saw in ch108. Then again, not even on that can we arrive at any conclusive statements, because if we remember that, of course, "crime and punishment are close friends", it could well be that he and his ability are partners, and you bet I imagine they would BOTH indulge in peak tomfoolery like this together, if that meant one of them switching in and the other out for a sec. Remember, dear souls: aside from his "higher mission", abstract as it still is lore-wise, Fedya's keyword is "fun" or "entertainment", repeatedly. And oh he himself is even more fun now~

B. if Fedya would have wanted to mortally wound Sigma, he'd have chosen a more suitable place to stab him; it looks like a abdominal, lower quadrant, lateral stab, a deliberate choice, I would say, that technically avoids critical, most vascular organs (kidney and spleen for example) and main veins/arteries. I am no doctor, but from what I gathered, Sigma won't bleed out fast at all, and if untreated might get a deadly infection in a longer time (not counting the possibility of septic shock if we assume the knife penetrated and heavily opened an intestine). Sigma needs a medic asap (our queen Yosano when?), but will likely be conscious and quite able to move around and whatnot. Like I argued in my essay, Fedya most likely does not want to kill Sigma, or anybody for that matter, because keeping everyone alive to fulfill various roles and see how their will tosses them in all kinds of directions is more fun for him, more entertaining, but also more useful. He is a long-term strategist, like Dazai. "Our beloved monsters" ❤

C. Fedya evidently exerts some serious mental torment on Sigma, by making him stand by his choices, his will, just like he always desired. The flip side is that Fedya takes his time, or should I say gifts Sigma his time, in which he teaches him the full lesson of what Sigma wants. The responsibility that comes with acting on your own, the terror of facing the consequences when choosing on your own: right now, to Sigma, this freedom is terror. But Fedya is never a one-dimensional character. It's most probable he calculated and devised strategies for both possibilities (a. Sigma with rekindled determination touches him; b. Sigma backpedals on what he decided and does not touch him). The irony is that both scenarios are an affirmation of Sigma's will, because, while the first decision can be seen like foolish bravery, the second one can also be seen as wise self-preservation, if the circumstances so demand it. BSD is not a black-and-white series, diving head-first into danger is not its definition of bravery or heroism. BSD was always about measured decisions, ones the characters take upon themselves willingly. It may be time Sigma does that too, in his own way, and Fedya wants to see that. Why? Well, my guess is because it's fascinating to watch humans grow, and Fedya lives for the entertainment that comes with it. It is actually more interesting if we remember his line from ch42 (“People can be so simple… They truly believe they are thinking for themselves. (…) They don’t want to think they’re being led by the nose”): the pattern is, Fedya puts others under harsh circumstances, and then, under pressure, lets go of them, waiting for their free decision, the true test and expression of their hearts, so to say (which could make a superb discussion if we make a parallel between Kunikida and Sigma, since essentially what happened to Kunikida is happening now to Sigma, except Kunikida did indeed break down, but thanks to healthy support from his comrades he slowly regained his sense of self, and stronger than ever at that time, however… Sigma is alone, isn't he? but what if he needs to be in order to finally get a hold of his own self?). Anyway, how much of that expression is free, or how much is guided or manipulated, is a debate in itself, since it implies relating the freedom to the individual vs relating the freedom to the external factors and possibilites.

D. I do need to underline, just like Fedya also underlined it: Sigma already made his decision, right there when he still tried to get the gun before getting kicked in the face. Fedya moved on to the next step: testing how strong Sigma's will is when an actual chance to act appears. Sigma already accepted the physical pain, but how will he face the mental anguish? That is more Fedya's territory, a "specialist" of breaking people by simply knowing them thoroughly and choosing the right words. But now we gained new info: even in close combat, apparently, Fedya is not to be underestimated. That was a rather strong kick, anyway. But more importantly, he completely turned the tables in a situation where he would be in a total disadvantage. * chef's kiss * that was very bungou stray dogs of him.

[dent-de-leon]

The Plank King always greets the Mighty Nein with open arms, welcomes them with a banquet and lavish gifts and nights of drunken revelry, song and dance and stories shared of all their grand adventures. Every occasion is a celebration, another chance to witness and learn--to reconnect, reconcile with all the tangled threads of lives past and present.

But when Caleb Widogast visits, a certain anticipation hangs in the air, electric and kinetic. Kingsley's heart always raced the first time he caught a glimpse--the scent of fire and brimstone, Widogast descending in a flash of light and sparks, touching back down to earth on the runes he inscribed years ago. "Just in case," he'd murmured, the score of Kingsley's own blood hunter scars and reckless deaths left unsaid--

Kingsley rushing to embrace him with roaring laughter and affectionate warmth, cradling his cheek in his hand, reaching up to press a kiss to his forehead.

Kingsley wanting to spoil and pamper his Magician--shining pearls of every color, the prettiest the sea has to offer. Amber jewelry and shimmering trinkets. Arcane relics that still call to him like a siren song, treasures he gladly gives away. Anything to see that smile again.

King always covering his skin--something he never cared for in previous lives--making sure his crew never saw the countless scars or stunningly vibrant tattoos, the stories of other lives. Tealeaf baring all of himself to Caleb, trusting his Magician enough to let him run his fingertips over swirling peacock feathers with a quiet reverence. Pressing gentle kisses to the fatal scars he still carries.

Kingsley daring to ask, when the mood strikes. When he's had too much wine and Caleb smiles softly under the moonlight, the dreams and scattered memories still lingering. "What was I--he--like? What did you like? What did you hate? What do you see when you look at me?" A part of him too eager, longing to learn.

But Caleb is always happy to indulge him. He's open, genuine; he answers each of Tealeaf's questions with attentive care, offers warm reassurance with every flicker of regret in his searching gaze.

A part of King knows Caleb was the one who begged for his shattered shard of a soul to return to this plane first--who limped to his side still bloodied and betrayed, cradled him in his arms and willed him to return to life all the same. There's a kind of strange comfort in that, an unbreakable trust.

He thinks it was foolish, of course. That the thing that tried to kill them all should have been left to rot, and the Nein were all mad for risking their own skin to try and bring him back. They should have run. They should have run right from the start, leave well enough alone--and a part of him still hates that they didn't.

The worst nightmares are the ones where Joy and his Magician are still lying lifeless, their Eyes burning bright.

But Caleb Widogast had dared to reach for his fractured soul all the same, this little fragment of a piece. He's not sure he can ever thank him for that, if he could ever be deserving of that. But he wants to be. Wants the way he wants to lose himself at sea and never feel Empty, embrace that tender touch of softness and light.

Tealeaf melting in Caleb's arms when he holds him close and calls him Circus Man again. Fractured memories spilling over, making his heart ache until every fear is banished with a tender forehead kiss.

[cultofgherix]

I subscribe to the gherix agenda how do i join

To join the Cult of Gherix is to make a commitment to enabling the cycle of destruction and renewal, a commitment to the worship of fire and, of course, Gherix himself. Most of us were born into the Cult, shrouded in the holy flame and blessed by Gherix before coming into the world. Even for us, this commitment must have been made. Show it not only through your speech but through your actions as well. You are one of us for as long as you dedicate yourself to fire.

There are countless traditions and beliefs held by the Cult, such as daily prayer and sacrifices. Following and engaging with them is encouraged — it brings us closer to the fire lord and and one another — but, as no two beings worship Gherix in the same manner, it is no requirement. Devote yourself to Gherix as you wish, but be truthful in your faith.

[uninspiringdyke]

May we pretty please hear about your novel 👀👀👀

it's kind of exactly what it sounds like! the femme is a witch who finds herself in need of protection. she works with a lot of love magic, which puts herself in some sketchy situations. at the recommendation of her friend, she contacts a werewolf pack who owes her a favor.

there we find our butch. details about why she takes the job are fuzzy. but she welcomes the chance to what werewolves and other dogs have done for centuries.

it's not easy to keep the femme safe: she's stubborn, refuses to keep her mouth shut, and is unwilling to negotiate when she doesn't feel like it. it is easy, however, to fall in love & lust with her.

maybe the witch needs help with a love potion, or a libido enhancer, or someone to warm her feet as she tells fortunes for royals and other societal higher-ups. maybe her bed gets a little too cold in the winter, or the usual unhappy customers start sending threats that sound a little to believable.

[notjusthespongenextdoor]

i have absolutely no expectation for the story of Diablo 4 to be like, Morally Complex TM in any way, and that's totally cool it's just not that sort of game, but it makes it even funnier that my gut instinct upon seeing Evil Demon Lady Who Encourages People To Sin is to be like. well ok wait. let's hear her out

[pdraxxi]

Moodboard for my Noble human mage rook summit he/his/lords of fortune.

[eybefioro]

Feeling decadent (reading fanfic while sipping very icy lemon juice with A STRAW after a hot shower)

[cowboykento]

my friend once told me i deserve a partner who would knock on wood for me/not make fun of me for knocking on wood (it’s one of many ocd things that makes me very paranoid) and since that moment i’ve been thinking about kento doing that for me :3

[elkkiel]

okay but like as a practicing Christian that grew up in the church I absolutely LIVE for ST's gospel influences. Like Levitate could easily be part of a Sunday morning worship set and it makes me feel so cozy and connected to the music + the message