#it ain't talent

[rationales]

Majima Goro for the lovely @igari @kotaki — happy birthday!! 💖

[hyacinthsdiamonds]

"Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery that mediocrity can pay to greatness.”- Oscar Wilde.

[aridis]

Ah, yes, my favorite tropes:

@aychama Enemies to lovers mixed with fantasy medieval AU >:>

@doughyfluffs A functional and lovely couple building a family together ♡

I love all the different Narilamb's declinations ^^

[tackykachowch]

I'm still disappointed how shallow Jinx and Sevika teaming up is. Sevika literally hates Jinx for screwing everything up and potentially ruining their plans for getting independence for Zaun. Her last line to Jinx is literally "I can't wait until you implode and Silco finally gets the message that you're as good for our cause as you were for your family. Jinx". Why would she not want to give up Jinx to Piltover then? ESPECIALLY knowing that this will potentially make Zaun independent? Is it not her primary goal? Besides, does she even know that Jinx killed Silco? A man she was really loyal to, for whose sake she lost her arm, who she respected and hoped will bring the Undercity its long-awaited freedom? And if she finds out that the girl she was so against killed him? Oh brother she would be AFTER HER ASS even more than Piltover.

I'm all for their partnership btw, I think they have a great dynamic, but it has to be REALLY earned. Other people hate Jinx for what she's done to them, but Sevika hates her because she stands in a way of her entire life's purpose. I would even say that they should've dedicated an entire act to their reconciliation instead of the whole Isha crap.

[deansraspberrypie]

❤️‍🔥🎶 Jensen Ackles - Forever Ain't Long 🫶🔥

Radio Company Live Concert | Austin, August 20, 2024

🍰 Tag list: @undisputedchick2 @jranutter @kazsrm67 🥧

[midnight-mourning]

DCA Promptober Day 14: Knock

There's this youtube animated horror short out there, I think it's called Francis? Anyway, I watched that when I was younger and didn't sleep for months. This was inspired by my memories of that.

Word count: 867

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"Knock-knock!"

"Who's there?"

A pause, he's thinking, "Canoe."

"Canoe who?" You ask, giggling.

"Canoe come over and play?" Sun then bursts out laughing, and you can't help but do the same.

You settle down, snuggling further into his arms, "That was a good one, I'll admit."

"As you should, I only make the best of the best knock-knock jokes!" He crosses his arms, head held high. 

"Yeah, yeah, alright."

Sun leans over to look down at you, "That sounds like an admission of defeat, Starlight~"

"Fat chance," You scoff, "Just give me a second to think."

His rays tick to the side like a clock, you know he's doing it to tease you. 

For a split second though, the ticking sounds off to your ears. You feel dizzy, your head hurts. What's going on-

"Is everything okay, Sunbeam?"

You shake your head, Sun's still staring down at you. You blink, his face changes for a moment. Red eyes, black and white color scheme, a hat-

You blink. It's just Sun.

You bite your lip for a moment, then smile, "Yeah, think I might be just a bit tired is all."

"Oh! Then maybe you should take a nap," He says, tone shifting at the end there. Almost glitching. Your vision flashes again. 

"I, you? Suggest a nap of all things?" You laugh, nervous, "How out of character for you, Sun."

He just stares at you. You look away after a moment. 

Suddenly, his hand reaches under your chin, forcing you to focus back on him. 

He tilts his head, "Tell your joke, Star."

"Knock-knock."

"Who's there?" His grin almost feels threatening from this angle.

You swallow, "Boo."

The room takes on a quivering now. Everything around you rumbling and glitching. It gets hard to see. You have to close your eyes.

"Boo who?"

Your hand clutches onto the Attendant's pant leg, "Sun I'm scared."

You initially just get a raspy chuckle as a response.

"I don't believe that's part of the joke now, is it?" You hear several clicks, and can feel him lean down closer, "Because if so, it's not a very funny one."

You whimper. Your body feels wrong, everything feels wrong. You don't want to open your eyes. 

The bot tuts, "Oh, come on now, friend. It's just a simple joke. Surely you can handle that."

You stay quiet, then he sighs. 

"Open your eyes, love."

You shake your head.

"Open." A sharp click, "Your eyes."

You relent.

It's just Sun. 

He runs a hand over your hair, soothing, "See? Everything's juuust fine. Now, will you tell me your joke?"

"I, o-okay."

He waits, hand stopping its motion.

You take a deep breath, and try again, "Knock-knock."

"Who's there?"

You hesitate. Everything seems normal. Maybe you were just going crazy.

"Boo." Again, nothing's off. It's just Sun.

His voice is soft, sweet, "Boo who?"

"Don't cry, it's just a joke!" You try to add extra enthusiasm to hide your nervousness.

Sun's rays rotate slowly. Then, he laughs. He laughs hard. As he continues to outright cackle you shrink further and further in on yourself, but being stuck in his lap you have nowhere else to go. 

He pretends to wipe a tear from his eye, "Oh, how clever. You really got me!"

"Y-yeah?" You ask, smile awkward. 

He sighs, "Yes, but Starlight," His tone has a cheeky glee to it.

"Hm?"

"Aren't you the one who shouldn't be crying?" Out of the corner of your eye you see him raise his hand, "Afterall~"

It rushes down towards you, and you gasp.

"It's just a joke!"

You wake up with a start, breathing heavy. 

Your hand goes to your chest. There's no gaping hole. It's fine. You're fine.

It takes your eyes a moment to adjust to the level of darkness you're in. You're in a closet or something. You sit up, finding that you've been laying hap-hazardly on a pile of, stuffed animals?

Looking around further, you see that there's crayon drawings hanging on the walls, assorted toys, string lights which aren't currently in use. 

You realize that you're in the Daycare Attendant's room.

Knock-knock.

You freeze, ears straining to find where the noise came from. Or if you just imagined it-

Knock-knock. 

It's a bit louder this time, but only slightly. It sounds closer, too. Your eyes scan the space and see nothing. How did you even get in here?

Knock-knock.

Your head is pounding, and your memory is fuzzy. Nothing makes much sense. You do your best to sit up, and while there's no visible wound your entire body aches. You want to say it's from your sleeping position, but something in your gut tells you it’s not.

Knock-knock. 

You must be losing your mind. There's no logical place as to where that noise could be coming from. From what your eyes can make out, there's nothing in here besides you. You're almost certain of it.

Knock-knock.

It's then that you think to look over to the entrance to the room. And you find your answer.

There's a hand on the edge of the door. Behind it is a grinning visage with red eyes. 

Knock-knock.

Who's there?

I think you already know.

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Damn y'all got TWO unhinged robots today didn't you? What a nice little treat. Other promptobers are here, thanks for reading!

[bitchy-peachy]

This is so unpopular it didn't even get notes 🤣

Unpopular opinion:

There's stories with less votes in wattpad that are better written than the ones with a lot of votes.

[blaaaaask]

Another edit of our favorite boyz:

I imagine petty squabbling between these two over silly things like this.

I also imagine Lazard's conversations with Genesis being like 'So how's about today you attempt to take on a 2nd class operative?' And Genesis just blustering quotes, waxing poetics, and once he's finished Lazard is never sure how to interpret what Genesis is saying. Then he's like 'okay, well Angeal it is.'

[todokidokifordeku]

Sand:

Ray: Awww shucks :(

[trippinsorrows]

i don't think ya'll know how excited i am for TBND update this evening! @harmshake and @msbigredmachine got us all hooked and feening. 😭😭😭

[downtherabbitholewithlucy]

※ G L O W I N G W E S ※

[veunho]

Playing Elnea kingdom as if Knights and Scholars are sort of like nobility, and trying to figure out arranged marriages between them (and also my character) on first gen to get the best talent odds on future generations is a NIGHTMARE

[landomeowrris]

days without getting pissed at op fans for having the worst takes in humanity: 0

our highest score is: 0

[limerental]

every so often the demons in me are like 'oh yes you could write an Original Fiction book' and then five seconds later I'm smacked with the present reality of what all of that entails. nevermind! at what cost!

[hakunahistata]

Taking another long, shaky breath, Fell tilted his face up again. “I am not suffering now, Lord. I am… I am happy."

To celebrate the penultimate chapter of the incredible fic For Loving One, @voluptatiscausa and I are sharing a collaborative playlist we made for the one and only @thescholarlystrumpet!

If you have not stepped onto the path this fic takes you on, I beg you to. For Loving One is a beautiful story that follows Father Fell, a priest who lives a quiet life in a small parish, as he meets Crowley, a man who turns his life on its head. Set in the 1940s, Strumpet has written such a rich story that is so touching, tender, and yes, incendiary 🔥

Start reading from the very beginning here or catch up on the latest chapter here!

Strumpet, Vol and I may not be artists but we do have some pretty stellar taste in music if I do say so myself! We humbly offer songs that remind us of the poignant story you've told. Thank you for peeling back the curtain and letting all of us become voyeurs to Father Fell and Crowley 🍎⛪

[deansraspberrypie]

❤️‍🔥🎶 Jensen Ackles - Forever Ain't Long 🫶🔥

Radio Company Live Concert | Austin, August 20, 2024

🍰 Tag list: @undisputedchick2 @jranutter @kazsrm67 🥧