#is that too much to ask remedy

[koskela-knights]

I could watch a whole season of just Koskela commercials. They can sell me anything i dont care. I just need them to be happy and fooling around together in front of the camera with their silly backdrops and cardboard props and Ilmo wilding with arms and legs and Jaakko giving a muffle laugh while shaking his head and then release 3hr behind the scenes footage that can lowkey be considered canon

[sincerely-sofie]

What if the lamb and narinder swapped places?

BEHOLD: Narilamb but make it vaguely Wind Waker / Ponyo and even more tragic.

[ahalliance]

how do i turn qantoine’s spontaneous marriage proposal to qetoiles into evidence of his early-days fear of qfrench drifing away and keeping secrets from one another

[myfriendgoo94]

I love Remedy games so much. Plz go play all of their old games, and then play Alan Wake 2.

[kfedup]

Huge thanks again to @hthrrloooo for responding to my desperate ask the other day. I wish I’d had the energy to actually make it that day, but I finally did yesterday, totally forgetting that it also needs to be chilled overnight to separate the fat.

I’m just back from the most aggravating dog walk ever, hangry, wiped out, and all snotty again from the cold air, and am sipping a mug of this pure medicine with minced fresh cilantro and I can feel it working on my battered immune system. I was too lazy to slice the chili pepper but gave the mug a dash of Aleppo pepper flakes

Here’s hoping it helps with my shitty attitude, too. I think next weekend I will do a big stockpot full of this and freeze containers to have on hand for whatever next garbage germ invades my worn out system. My ears are still completely fucked with constant tinnitus and feeling like they’re full of water. Methinks a bath and maybe some Mullein-Garlic Oil drops at bedtime. I really want a hot toddy but that’s a slippery slope I know I shouldn’t climb.

[natugood]

make it make sense that I enjoy doing my job (especially the tedious parts) when I am off the clock, but as soon as I am supposed to be working I'd rather be doing LITERALLY anything else????

[redux-iterum]

In the history of the clans, has a warrior or deputy ever tried to kill the leader for power before, and become an infamous story (not counting Brokenstar)? Are there protocols for this sort of thing, such a terrible breaking of societal life, or is it so unthinkable that there isn’t a set rule for what to do?

(Unrelated to these questions, I loved in the recent chap Fireheart trying to remember which char is which in the stories and wondering if he’ll find out more about the figures he doesn’t know a lot about yet - it was super cute!! I really loved the story scene !! Hope you can fit more in the future)

Such things have happened before, but in accordance with Clan culture, once the criminal has been "dealt with", their name is removed from Clan history. They will not be spoken of or thought about, even after it can be assured that their soul will not transform into a wraith and haunt their territory. It's just better to let the past die. Kill it, if you have to.

[thedeadthree]

🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool)🎶✨

AIRIKA HI TY TYY DEAR this is the cutest thank youu and i hope ur well!! i adore yelling about tunes EEEK 🥀💌☺️

𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — hozier, bear mcreary.

𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐄 — charli xcx.

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐕𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐒 — cocteau twins.

𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 — the crane wives.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 — ramin djawadi.

[ohno-the-sun]

Hello hello 👋 I really like how you view Sun and Moon's relationship, and I was curious what your opinion is about something that majority of the fandom like/make art/story of: Sun and Moon are brothers and in a romantic relationship with the same person or y/n.

I have seen a few people who felt weird out by the concept of two (robot) brothers being in a relationship with the same person.

I have mixed feelings overall

I generally am not the biggest y/n fan (dont kill me) mainly cause I have difficulties inserting myself into stories

In terms of them being brothers with the same partner, I feel like I've rarely actually seen that? Like it's more their relationship with y/n is left ambiguous or the relationship between Sun and Moon is left ambiguous In general I think its more interesting if Sun and Moon have different partners cause it introduces more complexities about their connection to each other and their partners

So overall I don’t mind what other people do as long as they are having fun and not hurting anyone, and also some of my favorite fics have y/n shipped with both Sun and Moon so overall I think it more comes down to execution

[dutybcrne]

One of the biggest indicators of how close Kaeya and Diluc were growing up is not only their matching jealousy streaks, but also in the way they will get territorial on each other’s behalves.

[victimized-martyr]

15 and 27 for the ask game!

15.Unpopular opinion about the manga/show?

my unpopular opinion uhhhh

Ginger Cow ain’t a good episode. I personally don’t count it as canon and try to forget it exists. Cartman’s entire emotional investment in Kyle depends on his fiery attitude and willingness to rise up to whatever challenge faces him. Kyle ain’t afraid to throw hands and Cartman loves it when he fights back (I think in part, bc he wants his attention. But a good chunk of it’s because he blows up over the smallest shit and it’s so funny to see). As soon as Kyle leaves the picture, or worse, gives in, Cartman gets bored. So why is it that Cartman enjoys a submissive Kyle in this episode?? It doesn’t make sense to me.

I think also, Cartman and Kyle’s dynamic in the ep isn’t fitting for an ep so late in the show’s run. Cartman and Kyle had a lot of development between seasons 10 and 18, so it’s weird to see a season 7 level of animosity between the two here.

I can talk more reasons why I don’t like Ginger Cow but i don’t wanna talk about Ginger Cow more than I need to so it just… the episode leaves a bad taste in my mouth. ‘s like eatin fart or somethn.

27. answered!

[laurasimonsdaughter]

Perhaps they ought not to have eaten the dragon. There had been people objecting to it at the time. Surely such meat was poisonous. Perhaps it was even an affront, an insult to some intangible order of nature they ought to honour.

But the city was starving, the siege had gone on too long, and the king's troops were still a week's march away. The scorched earth would be fertile again in time, but right now it was barren. Right now there were mouths to feed. So they changed their crossbows for butcher knives and got to work.

None of the royal commanders asked any questions that could not be answered. After all, their aid had come shamefully late. The dragon's horned skull made a noble gift, a fitting tribute from a triumphant city to its humbled king. Who would have thought to question them?

And none of the townsfolk spoke up, when the first golden-eyed babes were born. Children who grew up barefoot and fearless, clambering over the city's patched and rebuilt roofs like they had no notion of falling, with a strange glitter to their skin when the sunlight hit it just so. No one breathed a word about dragons.

Because soon enough there were deft, young hands taking loaves straight out of the oven, heedlessly lifting iron from the forge, plunging into boiling laundry water. And some of them more wondrous still, wild, warm-skinned youths, with inexplicable knowledge and peculiar remedies.

A blessing, their families said proudly. A blessing after so much hardship. Which it was, in its way. This city would never fear dragon fire again.

[fingertipsmp3]

Another thing that’s happening is I keep getting really bad pain and sensitivity in my tooth where I just recently got a filling and I know the dentist will fix it for free (they pretty much fucked it up after all) but I so badly don’t want to go back there again

[acutenobody]

A little ranting, just ignore it:

How can my mom be so fucking DUMB?! All my friends noticed I'm depressed after just knowing me for a few months, my siblings know, I've made so many "jokes" about wanting to die, about how idk what being genuinely happy is like, how I wish I've never been born and so on. I once was a little drunk and told my little cousin (when he was 14) that idk what happiness is since I was his age (I laughed a little so he wouldn't think it's true), I contemplate throwing myself out the balcony every day, I know I won't die (it's not high enough) but at least I'll be able to get help.

And now my brother told her that I'm depressed and she said that she doesn't think so, bc I "look" happy and I'm "always watching tv" (I'm not, Killing Eve is the first TV show I'm watching in months bc I'm not in the right mind to watch anything, I'm just bed rotting on the couch instead bc she's never home). Sleeping more than 10 hours every day, just getting up when it's already nigh (so I don't have to be a person), barely eating and doing basic every day things apparently is things healthy people do.

I'm distancing myself from people again, I barely talk to anyone anymore, I only leave my house to go to the grocery store, I've been ghosting my SISTER, the person I talk the most in my life and SHE KNOWS THIS, and she STILL thinks I'M FINE?!?

Bitch, I just haven't killed myself yet bc I WILL NOT leave my cats behind for her to take care of them, I know she won't. I literally said to her that what's been keeping me alive since 2018 are my cats, not her, not my family, not any stupid religion, my CATS!

How can someone claim to know someone and still don't realize that the other person is hurting so much? That the smiles and the "I'm fines" are just pretend. That they've been dead inside for a long time...

[nezuscribe]

imagine a two or three years before the marriage with arranged!gojo, when you’re in your late teens and the gojo family invited some of the noble families to their summer estate near the ocean to relax there for a while.

obviously you and your family were invited (despite how much it angered your fathers wife that you too were included in the invitation), so you, along with four other prominent families, made your ways up north for the summer.

you were excited to be away for a while, even more excited that you were going to have an actual room and access to more things. you knew the kids there weren’t going to hang around you, so you tried making yourself comfortable in some of the more secluded places of the gojo estate.

it's one reason why gojo didn't really remember you a whole lot when you two were first married. sure, he knew he knew you from your family and all of those gatherings, but you were usually always in the background.

the north was truly beautiful in the summer, especially by the sea, so you couldn’t be too butthurt over their rejection when you had such views to remedy your pain.

most days you’d hide away in a corner of the library or walk around the grounds, steering clear of your sisters and all the other kids your age. you could hear their faint laughter near the lake or the way they stayed up all night around a fire near the gardens.

one of the nights when you were out on the beach, watching the waves as you read a book, you heard a hoard of voices getting closer and closer to you.

your head whipped around in confusion, heart sinking when you realized the other kids were coming here too. you could’ve sworn they said they were going to be out at town till midnight.

you quickly packed up all your things, ditching your little blanket as you scurried up the hill, trying to stay hidden in the line of trees as you watched them come nearer.

you could see your sisters laughing as some of the other girls and guys stumbled out on the sand, their heads thrown back in laughter as they all started to strip out of their usual garments and into the swim ones they had underneath.

you were about to leave when you heard somebody ask loudly about your blanket, wondering if it was any of theirs.

while still staying hidden you saw how the tallest one of the group, gojo, picked it up, surveying it and then the foot tracks in the sand that led away from it.

his eyes looks up the hill, into the trees, and to your horror, watched as he decided to follow it.

he told the rest of his group to stay there and start swimming without him, he’d just been looking for a little bit and coming back.

you had heard of his excellent tracking skills, how he’d lead the north to a steady victory when up against some other neighboring lands, which unfortunately meant he was freakishly good at tracking a girl who was awful at hiding.

you stopped breathing, crouching behind a bush as you watched him enter the forest.

he looked around, blue eyes on the ground as they looked for the footsteps, taking note of the deserted basket of cheeses and the book you had taken with yourself.

before you knew it he was near your bush, looking through they leaves when he caught your frantic eyes.

gojo stands up, confusion laced on his face as he towers over your still kneeling body.

“what...what are you doing here?” he asks bluntly, his voice cold.

you grimace, standing up as well as you scratch the back of your neck.

“well, i was reading over there,” you point out behind his back to the shore, where all the other kids had swarmed into the water, “i thought you all had left to go to the town.”

gojo’s eyes rake over you. the two of you had barely spoke a word to each other since your arrival, and this was the first time he’s really taken a good look at you.

his focused on the downward turn of your eyes, his you evaded his look. he skimmed over the slope of your nose, the slight press of your lips. there was a sort of sad look about you that he's always noticed when staring at you.

his arms cross over his chest, white brows furrowed. you felt heat rise to your cheeks, feeling meek under his heavy stare.

“we came here instead,” gojo simply says, his tone clipped.

you nod, your lips pulling into an awkward smile as you bend down to pick up your book, flicking off some of the dirt on its cover with your hands.

“i’ll head back” you murmur, picking up your basket, noticing your blanket that was still in his hands.

you decide not to care, you’ll just find another one.

“alone?” he asks incredulously, voice slightly raised as you give him a skeptical look.

this is the first time the two of you had really acknowledged each other, aside from the polite head nods and the two-word sentences. why was he questioning you so much?

"that was the plan," you tell him, your eyes squinting a little bit in confusion.

gojo knows the grounds like the back of his hand. he and his family have been coming here ever since he was a young boy. the estate is close to the shore, yes, but it's getting dark and you've only been here once. he almost wants to applaud your confidence.

"i'll go tell one of your sisters so they can accompany you back. they know the way better." he finally says, looking like he is about to turn to leave, but you scramble, tugging him back by the fabric of his loose tunic.

he looks at you in shock.

"no!" you almost hiss, a pleading look on your face, "i know the way back. don't tell them," you put your hands up as if you were surrendering, packing up all your things in a hurry as you shoot him a hasty smile, "just pretend i was never here."

gojo's apprehension isn't warded off. if anything, he's even more confused by your frenzied state.

you're finding the trail to the estate, leaving him as you keep poking around, not noticing the way he was still following you.

"your sisters wouldn't mind," he tells you, and you look over your shoulder with a raised brow.

"maybe if it was you who was asking to be led back," you say with a scoff, shoving some stray twigs and leaves from nearby trees out the way, "but they'd rather haul a sheep carcass than accompany me."

gojo blinks slowly.

when he doesn't say anything, you shoot him another confused look. what was he not getting?

"you do realize who i am...right?"

gojo rolls his eyes, pursing his lips together.

"yes...but," he kicks some pebbles away, "they don't care about...that, right?" he's hesitant to acknowledge the truth. the fact that you're only related to them by father. the reason why they don't even speak about your mother is because she's probably in a brothel somewhere far away.

you give it a second to sink in before you laugh, your head tilting back as your arms fall helplessly to the sides. gods he was daft.

"that's all my family cares about," you tell him, your voice dripping with something else, a buried emotion that you've been hauling around for years, "i think they'd rather me be eaten by a bear on my way back," you admit with a smile, but he doesn't reciprocate it. he doesn't really seem to be one for jokes.

gojo's arms cross over his chest, thinking. this entire time he just thought you liked being by yourself. were you alone because you had to be? is that why you've been avoiding the group?

before he can say something the shouts from the other kids reel you back to looking at the shore. they're calling for him to come back, asking what's taking him so long.

he looks back at you, conflicted.

"the water's nice," you say, your voice a little quieter as you give him a small smile, pushing him to leave.

he rakes his fingers through his white hair, staring at you longer.

that smile, he thinks, is the most melancholic thing he's ever seen

"there aren't any bears here," he says, as if that would do anything to help.

but your smile turns into something easier, a laugh, a genuine one, falling from your lips. gojo decides he likes that sound. better than all the other laughs he's heard.

"i'll trust you on that," you say, ducking your head down in a final nod as you turn around a final time and disappear behind the shrubbery.

gojo stands there for another minute, thinking.

and then he heads back to the beach, where all the other kids have already gone into the water. he goes to take off his tunic before he realizes he's still holding your blanket, the fabric searing into his skin.

he brings it closer to his face, his nose scrunching at a distinct smell, a small smile forming on his face when he can still remember the lingering smell on you too from when you were speaking to him.

lavender.

[theselfshippingwitch]

I'm sick today. I need ray to take care of me