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fullscoreshenanigans · 9 months ago
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been thinking about tpn a lot recently and Ray has been giving me he/they vibes
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of course he would have blue(-tinted) hair and pronouns
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cent-scratchnsniff · 5 months ago
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something bad did indeed happen to that man. spent abt 25 minutes trying to find a better picture of that one (1) offical piece with his eyes open that wasnt compressed or tiny
#library of ruina#yan library of ruina#getting comfortable doodling some objects and mannequin shapes for very obvious reasons. i read the keypage story and now it has a grip on#my brain. wanting to go ahead and plan it out and then draw the mangled memory and nightmare that replays behind the eyelids in the darknes#it was cool to see the reason confirmed from my speculation. twas indeed another reason of blocking out present pain with closing of eyes#considering they made angela have a plot important reason for doing so it would only make sense for another to have a reason for it as well#well. after having a prominent part inside the thumb/index story line. its just going to be yapping about yan now i think#let me add a spoiler tag i suppose? vauge but just incase i dont want to be an asshole. even if most already have played rhe game#library of ruina spoilers#lor spoilers#i really liked the typewritter effect over the voice after distortion. especially so when the effect finishes before the actual garbled voi#does. it makes it feel as if it were being read out after it being written down rather than of own words or volition. along with the text#upon the screen during the fight being just prescripts rather than anything relating to the man himself like the other instances with such#text had been. paired w the name of distorted yan being untranslated to keep the intent of the name being unreadable or not understandable#more into the idea of stripping away of the self or any sense of a self. not personal and not even him anymore. the following of a goal for#the goal for it is given and there isnt any hope of having the ability to not do such a thing. people yearn for a reason and something to d#and for it to be given to them to not hold responsibility nor have to do their own choices anymore. once a crushing weight weighs down#inside the face of an absolute cruelty that is perpetuated and that crushed the dreams or even desires having them be but nothing how can#one move on? it was really nice to see at the end of the fight. its easier to just say such things than to actually do them. even if the ac#ions dont even feel as if they are ones own or that there isnt any say in the matter having to endure all the pain for seemingly nothing it#still is pain. that feeling inside is still real. it still happened. regardless of the circumstances that brought them about#the thumb/index or just fingers seem to be an exaggerated to the extreme showcase of how the colletivist mindset in an unhealthy manner#could be exhibited. the thumb with its hierarchy and absoluteness and the demand for respect along with its strict layers of showing who is#below and who is above. the ability to have power over those underneath . the participation inside of it and the already brought up yearnin#to be apart of a group and to have a title and position inside of a group and of power and even a desire like from pete to join one iirc#the index being of the cruel perpetuating cycle of pain people inflict upon one another a behavior beaten and upkept by the systems as they#drift and desire to live. which causes them to partcipate in that cycle out of necessity. cruel acts upon another in order to live and seei#a need to go ahead and do such things for if they dont they die and another will just do the same to them. social sciences talk and rolands#talks abt how the city opperates reinforce that fact. the index and prescripts are really just a show inside that extreme manner and in a#more literal sense of that. it was really cool to read it..
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maybe-boys-do-love · 8 months ago
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My School President low-key has some of the best color-grading, lighting, and costuming of any GMMTV production. It's not showy, not composed like a painting. It's casual, vibrant, crisp, and character-driven.
Queer, too, but prosaically. Whereas Bad Buddy asserts its queerness by subverting BL tropes, MSP synthesizes queer techniques with those of BL, which shows up in the production. We get queer-associated neons (think the ITSAY series or cinematographer Rath) in one scene and, in the next, sun and candy-coated color as chaste as Cooking Crush. Gay little cardigans over Thai BL staple school uniforms and shorteralls for the beach. The fantasy of gayness and the familiarity of living out actual gay experiences merge, so there's little of the nostalgic vaseline filter on the lens. And there's depth to the blacks and shadows that make the colors stand out more, currents of deeper emotions in a comedic world. The contrast is not gritty. Rather, its clarifying. We get to be close and intimate with these characters, their fears and burgeoning feelings.
The production isn't there to tell the story itself, but to invite us up close to the conversations, faces, and silly dances without getting in the way of the laughs or the love. Clear eyes, full hearts, and such. A high-school comedy-musical with a production that sports its stumbling desire for a rainbow sincerely and unashamed, like the gay theater-kid energy its celebrating.
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alchemisticramblings · 1 year ago
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anyways, septimus heap chess eating alignment chart
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me when i make one meme then extend it to the rest of the universe
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kenniecrazyface · 9 months ago
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cosplay buddies hell yeah✨💝
Ayyy Uzi and Cyn/Solvertail are finally getting along 🥹 ((They also came to a compromise with the whole bow thing this way))
I couldn’t not think of mangle back even when she got the tail in Cabin Fever. Reminds me too much of the Endoskeleton head
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heffrondriving · 4 months ago
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this is how i'm gonna fucking die i think
#POST CIRCA 2022 CAPTION AND ALL I HAD TO DIG THIS OUTTA MY DRAFTS TO SHOW Y'ALL THE EXTENT OF MY JAMETT BRAINWORMERY#i never posted this in fear of judgment and knowing nobody gave a shit about this ship but now...i offer my soul chat don't let me down pls#it's been a while so the details are fuzzy but i believe this is from a breakup fic inspired by All Time Low's Once In A Lifetime???#it's pure angst fodder ofc i loved putting my boys through the wringer and have them come out on the other end mangled but together <3#also confession time i started writing this bc i got so disgusted at a lojett fic and this was the only way i could flush it out my system#love how i know this was from 2022 bc the caption is purple and that was my dale pa'ya-inspired blog theme colour at the time lmaooo#and i matched purple kenlos icons with my btr bestie liz and it amazing;;; liz if ur out there hiii fren ily i miss u too much 💜#n e way. what was i saying. oh yeah [incoherent madman ramblings]#might fuck around and actually post a 10k jamett fic. i've been meaning to post this one for a while but yk. The Horrors *gestures vaguely*#did anyone the fukc asked for it??? absolutely not. will i pull a fandom midwife and deliver it anyway???? ABSOLUTELY#btr#big time rush#james diamond#jett stetson#jamett#james diamond × jett stetson#himbo boyfriends#stop it forever#do pretty girl don't speak#the line that starts the whole story#not in my mirror#(what noooo i totally didn't have to search up my old blog posts just so i can remember how my tag system works wbu sexy ahah 🙈)
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the-kipsabian · 11 months ago
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so
the mail service just sent all my stuff back that was going overseas cause apparently theres this new rule i didnt know about that regular letters cant include ANYTHING else than just cards or letters or they'll need to have custom slips and other stuff like that included and im just
i dont have spoons to deal with this right now. yeah maybe its my fault and i should have double checked before sending stuff out. sure, im an idiot, i thought this still worked
just love having a complete meltdown the first thing in the morning when i see a pile of returned letters sitting by my door cause i tried to do something nice and once again failed miserably
sorry everyone
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capricioussun · 1 year ago
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Will probably delete later but genuinely WHY do so many ppl hate uf papyrus. "He’s horrible and a bad brother and abusive >:(((" my guy. YOU made him that way
#always weirds me out when a really bad take becomes popular fanon and ppl treat it like it's an inherent universal take#happens to all characters I feel but it's esp frustrating when it's not just a bad take but just straight making a character a certain way#as a plot device. or to project ur own issues onto. at that point just. make an oc or smth. why mangle a character so severely. what is#the purpose#im not even going to TRY to pretend i have perfect ic flawless interps (I absolutely don't and know this)#but even w/ characters I have minimal interest in (like asgore for ex) it's important to me to at least *try* to keep them in line w/ their#og counterparts.#and you'd think. given how so many ppl infantilized Papyrus. that some of that would've bled thru into au counterparts#but nope. the fanon versions are practically just wholly different characters who just look similar and 'fill the same role' in their au#and it's honestly not like there's a shortage of other characters sans could have a toxic relationship with in uf#(bc let's be honest here that's 90% of the reason uf papyrus got characterized that way. for ppl to project onto and sympathize with sans)#I don't like having strong negative opinions on things and I especially don't like talking abt them publicly but idk if it's just weird#timing or smth I've seen so many bad takes the past couple weeks#to each their own and I'd never like. bash someone for having a diff take than me. I just don't...understand.#idk#I'm really tired and my eyes are sticky so I really shouldn't even be posting rn bc I will see this later and be like#can't BELIEVE that guy posted an opinion on the internet. WHY would he do that
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radio-marco · 2 years ago
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Incarnata | Abigail Hobbs
(a print is up in my shop here <3)
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primordial0riginator · 2 years ago
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Had a dream about mini black holes being on Earth… like just in varying places for some reason that nobody knows in this case. They were just… there. And surrounded by stars and essentially mini galaxies, they moved around but very slowly so they were just doing their own thing
The whole thing was genuinely more disturbing than any murderer chasing me dream I’ve ever had, I cannot describe the feelings it gave me
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nineliabilityrisk · 2 years ago
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muutos / your reckless impulses will get you killed! - mangle to jeremy
" your reckless impulses will get you killed ! "
-- [ asked by @muutos ] --
"Reckless? Man, I'm just trying to do my job!" he cried out, unsteady voice putting his terror on full display. Bear mask haphazardly shoved over his head, flashlight swinging wildly from side to side in search of the source of the glitched, distorted words.
He never should've left his office, he never should've taken this job in the first place– the whirring of gears and servos stopped both Jeremy and his racing thoughts in their tracks. Up, they sounded like they came from above — with a yelp and a thud, he lost his footing as he turned and came face-to-face with the pink and white fox. Luckily, he'd managed to keep his grasp on his flashlight, shining it directly in the animatronic's eyes. God, stay still, stay away– he just needed it stunned long enough for him to scramble backwards and put some distance between them.
"Leave me alone! Shit! I get it, you guys don't want me here! Well, I don't want to fuckin' be here, either! Just– just leave ... leave me alone and I'll stay out of your way. I'm not — I'm not trying to cause trouble, or whatever you think I'm doing. I literally just work here!" Was he rambling? He was rambling. Not only was he rambling, he was trying to bargain with a haywire animatronic. A fucking robot. What was this job doing to him?
Flashlight still clutched in his shaking hand, he kept it aimed at the bot, flicking the button on and off in quick bursts in an attempt to keep it stunned until he'd made it around the corner into the next room — the main room, thank god, he could see the music box, where he'd been trying to get to this whole time — and gotten a chance to get back on his feet again. All the bright lights and the flashing — an attempt to overload its processors, or whatever the fuck the guy on the phone had said. God, if Jeremy made it out of this alive, he had some very choice words to share with that guy.
"Look — I'm just trying to fix the box. It's not winding right, and I promise that if you let me go figure out why I'll go back to my office and you won't have to deal with me for the rest of my shift as soon as I'm done. Please? I don't– I don't even know why you're mad at me. I didn't even do anything. I'm just trying to do my job," he repeated. It was the truth, after all. What else was he to say?
With one glance cast at the main stage — completely empty, which was worrying in its own right — and one cast over his shoulder at the hallway he'd just escaped from, he decided to make a break for the box. He was on a time limit here, after all. He just had to hope that keeping the flashlight pointed haphazardly behind him would be enough to deter his assailant.
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imtylered · 10 months ago
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I probably won’t talk a lot about politics here but I hate how people, who aren’t affected by the bill or whatever being passed, complain about the bill or whatever. I live in a relatively small town in a state that is pretty liberal and open minded. My mom calls the town that we live in the ‘Trump Country’ of the state. Basically the town is relatively poor (we are being forced to cut fundings to the schools, many beloved teachers are being fired, our library is only open like two days a month if we are lucky) and most of the residents are elderly people. I’m lucky and I actually have a really good house but many of the people are living in crappy little houses that suck. Our town is also notorious for losing power at the slightest wind, or having construction going on during the morning while all the kids and teenagers are trying to get to school. The reason my mom calls our town the ‘Trump Country’ of where we live is because all of the old people that live here are very much conservative Christians. To be fair it’s not awful, our schools are really supportive and we have a lot of support, but the elderly people are definitely not supportive. There are Trump signs all over our town and a transphobic guy almost became our school’s superintendent. One thing about our town is that there hasn’t been an override passed on anything in a really long time. Another thing to know about our town is that our schools are really really shitty and outdated. Almost all schools are original schoolhouses from when the town was first founded. In my 2019-2020 school year, before lockdown, our school was being renovated and they found asbestos in the ceilings so we were forced to be on the first floor for basically the whole year (We were in our actual classrooms for maybe 1-2 months before lockdown started) . The funding that the schools got from the pandemic was really really helpful because they were finally able to renovate the schools, get better desks and chairs, and they were able to give us free lunch. Now that there is no more pandemic money the schools are back to being poor so they have to lay off a bunch of teachers and take away a bunch of activities. There is no more language or band in the middle school and the drama department is just barely staying afloat and it might get cut next year. The town decided to vote on an Override for the schools so that children could continue to enjoy doing things like band and language without having to fire practically all of their staff. Now, as mentioned before, most of my town is older people who don’t have kids in school. The override would increase taxes a little bit which makes sense. The older people, instead of looking at all of the children who are now being forced to leave the school system in our town and instead pay a lot of money for school choice, decided that they couldn’t handle a raise in their taxes, no matter how small. It should be noted that all of these old fuckers live in actual houses and they voted no, while the people living in the shitty little houses without air conditioning voted yes on this bill because they all have children. Now children are being forced to leave their friends and change schools if they want to do band before ninth grade.
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Yk how people say that one character fell first but the other fell harder well jack fell first Mike fell harder and Michael fell the hardest and by that I mean he literally got to the point he couldn't be in the same room with Mike or jack without basically yelling and laughing like an insane person because he cannot hide his emotions very well unless he's around strangers (when he confessed he literally yelled "I'm in love with you" and started crying because he was afraid it would ruin the friendship)
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potato-lord-but-not · 5 months ago
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I think it’s doing both
Haven't seen the "Oscar would have wanted nothing more than for his letter to have helped Arthur in whatever way he needed, and it did, by providing something for him to burn for light" post yet so I'm making it myself.
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a-hermit-pining · 3 months ago
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LADS Men If You Turn Evil
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AN: istg I keep getting all these ideas while working out 💗
Pairing: Lads boys x gn reader
Genre: DRAMA
Summary: after eons of nurturing the world with fragments of your heart, you learn the truth. Every death, every rebirth, burns in your heart. And now you want to burn the world.
(I do not own these characters)
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Rafayel:
He looks at the destruction around him, the fragments of a broken city, the wrath in your eyes.
You pace the room, your steps unyielding to the passage of time.
He has been awake with you for countless nights, his ears filled with the cries of his kin, burning, drowning in the boiling seas.
He tugs at your arm, pulling you into his embrace, his fingers threading through your hair.
"Why can I not be at peace?" you whisper, cupping his cheek. "All our enemies have fallen, but why is there no relief? Who else must I seek to bring us justice?"
"It is my fault... I should have prevented this," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "I should have never allowed it to come to be."
To watch you fall was his fall. To witness beauty drain from you was his failure. He has you back, but at what cost?
"But I will make things right," he whispers, pulling you closer.
"No more pain."
A gasp tears from your lips as his dagger pierces your back.
Your fingers clutch at his shirt, your blood soaking into his hand. "How dare you…" you seethe, your rage flickering even as your strength wanes. "I should have—"
Blood gurgles in your throat as he pulls your head against his chest, his shoulders trembling.
He would rather bear your hatred than lose your soul.
The cries of the world fade as a new one begins to take shape.
But all he can hear now are his own ragged sobs as he holds your cooling body.
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Xavier:
"You have lost your mind!" Xavier’s voice is sharp, his fury barely masking the horror in his eyes.
He looks down from the castle walls, your castle now. Below, corpses rot on pikes, writhing with maggots.
Philos will never come to be. The world has already shifted on its axis.
You pin him to the wall, leaning him over the edge. "You will not talk to me like that, Xavier." Your voice is quiet, but the weight behind it is absolute. "This is my world. I may do as I please. It would do you good to listen, to stay as my consort, not the crown prince of Philos."
His breath hitches as he stares at you, searching for something, hesitation, remorse, restraint.
But you are resolute.
Your eyes soften at his distraught expression. Gently, you pull him back from the edge and release your grip. "Do not let this drive a wedge between us. I do not wish to lose you...I’ve only just remembered you." You press a kiss to his lips, warm, fleeting, achingly tender.
"This is merely a necessary cleansing," you murmur, as if explaining the weather. "A precaution, so the world understands the new order. So all who bled me for ages finally know what it means to bleed."
And so, bound by love, Xavier became a puppet to your wishes.
He waited for the new world you promised, sought desperately for the salve to soothe the wounds your changing forms left in him.
With time, he learned to ignore the mangled bodies outside the capital. The sunken faces beyond the castle walls.
He learned to be happy.
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Zayne:
He never stands idle.
Not even at the first signs of your fall. Not even when the shadows lengthen, and the world begins to crumble at your feet.
He does everything he can to undo the damage.
He is a doctor, ridding people of pain is his purpose.
He funds revolutions, smuggles food and medicine, seeks to turn your heart away from vengeance.
But he does not leave you.
Not when you’re hurting. Not when the weight of the world fractures your soul. He stays, doing all he can to hold the world together before it collapses entirely.
For the first time in years, he prays to Astra.
He begs his god to aid the world.
Until you find his secrets. Until you strip him of the power you once gave him.
You lock him away in a tower, bound to you. And then...then, true helplessness sets in.
He watches his betrayal fuel your madness. Watches as your fury, once directed at tyrants, turns upon the innocent.
In the frozen chamber, you loom over him, his knees pinned to the ground by the weight of your power.
"Do you wish to leave me, Zayne?" Your fingers tilt his chin upward, forcing him to meet your crazed gaze. "Tell me, do you wish to escape?"
He does not flinch. His neck is littered with the climbing scars of his evol, of his futile resistance. It is all a proof of the turmoil within you, that settles upon his skin. He knows it better than any.
"No." His voice is steady. Resolute. "I wish to stay next to you."
He means it. Earnestly.
Even if your presence comes at this cost, he is willing to pay.
He has never wished to abandon you.
Not even at the cost of himself.
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Sylus:
You are his moral compass.
So when you fall, he falls with you.
There is nothing to stop you both.
His days are spent treasuring the reality of having you back, of having your love.
And if the cost is the world, then let it burn.
The core in his eye revels in the doom. It rejoices in the love that blooms within you, in the hunger that consumes you both.
It is fulfilled.
He is fulfilled.
He does not make you ruler of just the Earth, he crowns you sovereign of the universe.
After all, he has always been willing to kill and die for you.
Devoured by your bloodlust, he kneels.
Your consort. Your ruin.
He is content in this fall.
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Caleb:
He is your sword.
The day you pledge destruction, he is the hand that pulls the trigger. No questions asked.
He is content, more than content, being the only one to receive your love.
The world had it coming. To condemn you to such pain was their undoing.
He bleeds millions to warm the world that once sought to devour you. He has no mercy for those who cower beneath your gaze.
He has your love.
But why, then, does his heart fall at the sound of your hollow laughter?
Why can he not bring himself to burn the memories of the past?
Why has he kept your hunter’s gear, carefully stored away in his rooms?
He so dearly wishes to keep you pleased. But he knows, this destruction is not born of greed. It is the consequence of centuries of pain.
And no matter how much blood he spills, it will never ease that pain.
No matter how many bodies pile beneath your feet, he cannot bring back your joy.
That was stolen, broken, snatched by those who now rot in unmarked graves.
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dgknightblue · 3 months ago
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Okay so the Fenton’s have a family vacation in city with a science convention. They get arrested though they don’t know why but aren’t worried or complain.
Instead they ask the nice hero (superman) to go make sure their son remembers to take his heart medication or it might spasm. Their daughter would usually do it but she’s been out like a light since she’s finished mid terms. They should be in the hotel still sleeping.
I’m thinking they didn’t go to any major cities but it was close enough to one that a big time hero had to stop the disaster the Fenton driving caused (it wasn’t just their driving).
Anyways the hero does go and (they gave him the key and trust him to bring it back) check on the kids. Jazz is out and nothing short of her brother’s distress will wake her. Danny is sleepy and mistakes the hero as his dad with his blurry eyes and half a wake mind and gets coaxed into taking his medicine before going back to sleep.
Danny is pretty mangled from his accident but he looks much better now. The scars went up to his face and he can still kind of see out of his weaker eye, his arm has trouble sometimes but he’s okay.
He needs medicine for his heart but other wise fine.
Of course not talking about his ghost half.
Do his parents know? Nope! Would they love him? Yep!
Would they break out of jail to protect him? Absolutely! Would Jazz have her dad’s strength and use it to protect her brother? Yes!!!
They are a loving family and I’m tired of ignoring it!!!!
Jazz is tall, has her dad’s strength and the anti creep stick. Would her dad be a meta? He doesn’t know what that is!
Is Amity in a pocket that technically interacts with the outside world but still behind in the timeline? Maybe! They don’t know what a Justice league is or modern news but they can go explore the world and think everything is just weird like that.
They don’t know that they are the weird ones.
Something like that.
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