#let me know if anything needs changed!

[drailcdx]

for: @mourningreveries location: masquerade event

A swirl of her drink as she absently watches party goers dance and laugh and get obliterated. Part of her wishes that she would've just taken that extra shift at the hospital, part of her wishes she would've just stayed home with Goose, even though he's on the mend. Part of her can still hear her grandmothers voice in her head telling her embrace the night and all its gifts. A phrase she often told the redhead when she was unsure of herself or afraid to meet strangers. "Don't you know it's rude to stare." She suddenly speaks, mouth flat but eyebrows raised as she turns her attention to whoever was practically willing her to look with their own eyes

[wolfclad]

✶ a small starter for @starvingtongue

Night air clung like a burial shroud, suffused with Winterhold’s frozen breath. A flicker of movement at the edge of his vision – too quick to be human, too sure to be animal – caught his attention. Farkas’ hand flew to his sword, instinctive, but it wasn’t the bandits that threatened, not yet. He could smell it, feel it in the very marrow of his bones: the vampire.

Zephyrine. She came from the shadows like a thing both foreign and familiar, a flicker of pale fire in the moonlit dark. Poised, daggers already drawn, her eyes were alight with the same hunger that burned within him. She was everything that he feared and everything that intrigued him, their paths crossing at fate’s pleasure.

In a dance of blades and spells they fought, side by side, against a band of bandits whose lives they snuffed out with terrifying ease. Zephyrine moved like a shadow – silent, swift, precise – while he tore through them with brute force, with animalistic savagery.

When the last of their foes fell, Farkas stood, chest heaving, a growl rumbling deep in his throat – the beast was always close, always slavering to break free. His contract for the Companions was fulfilled, but whatever compelled Zephyrine had her rummage through the bandits’ possessions with purpose. Seeking an artefact, perhaps. Silver eyes were trained on her, simmering with strange curiosity.

[mag-notta]

Trigger Warning- Implication of Suicidal thoughts/ideation.

I started this comic around two-ish months ago only to drop it. But I managed to finish! Brief explanation and inspiration below if you are interested.

This comic is inspired by the song "Easy-peasy Euthanasia" by Pepoyo. As I listened to it, I couldn't help but think that the lyrics at this particular part were incredibly fitting for what I believe to have been going through Stanley's head when he was "traveling the country". The meaning of the song is a little on the nose, but I still deeply enjoy it. I sadly cut out one of the panels/lyrics to make the comic transition a little more smoothly, but it's better this way.

[eliz0z]

Bakugo falling in love with you

At first? Total denial. Even if he liked you, he’d rather drop dead than admit it.

Every little interaction would end in some grumbled insult. “Stop staring at me, dumbass.” Meanwhile, he’d be the one staring, all annoyed for no reason.

Physical contact? Forget it. But if you were about to trip, he’d definitely catch you—then immediately act like it never happened.

He’d get irrationally jealous but wouldn’t talk about it. Just lots of crossed arms, glares, and acts all annoyed.

He’d act like he doesn’t care about you at all. But somehow, he’s always around. Sitting near you during class, making excuses to be in the same space as you, glaring at anyone who tries to talk to you.

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This is my first post, please let me know if it's good and if you want more. ❤️

[pushspacetocontinue]

Twin Trouble (closed for theotherrookie)

@theotherrookie

It had actually meant to be a day off work. But unfortunately, something had come up with Paul, and James had asked Russell if he could come in to man the cafe. Overtime had been promised and Russell knew James would have felt bad if he didn't accept that part, so he had come in.

Things seemed to be looking up a little. Apparently Antonio had known of some abandoned sports club they could use as a makeshift base, Rook now knew for certain that attacking Bill hadn't been of her own volition, and of course, from what he heard, Antonio was having his fun tormenting the gadget user. The ride to work (he hadn't been about to walk at the moment, given what had been going on) and even his shift for most of the day had also gone on with relatively little fanfare.

That made his heart only sink that much further than usual when he saw two very familiar people entering the cafe.

Crap...

Those twin mercenaries; the two who had helped kidnap him and take him to that poison guy (Five; that was he called himself, he had to remember that). He had no idea if they specifically came to try and find out about the gadget user or if they were just through coincidence, but right now, he had to act normal.

"H-hey there, sirs. What, what can I, what can I get, get you today?"

[ella-arch]

fallen angel anakin

[respondedinkind]

Plotted starter for @mehrere-musen | MCU Verse

When Ka'anh awakes, the first thing he sees is a planet, filled with blue and greens and browns, clouds scattered along the surface. He also realizes that the whole of his shuttle seems to be offline; No lights are on besides the dull red hue of what indicates an emergency situation. He hurts, badly so, and groans out in pain as he tries to get back onto his feet, tries to---

The shuttle's pulled toward the planet, he realizes, just as he tries to reach a few buttons with his bloody fingers. He can't even stand, he just lies there, with his upper half resting against the seat, arm outstretched in an attempt to fix what could be broken. Ka'anh hisses, bares his teeth, grunts as another wave of pain pushes through him while he tries to stand again - but then the shuttle shakes; Gravitation has finally wrapped itself around his vessel in full, and now the descent upon the foreign planet is sped up with each second that passes.

This will become a hell of a ride, he knows. There's nothing he can do besides holding onto something, pushing himself against a nearby wall, away from anything that could fall down onto him as the shuttle proceeds to fly through the thick atmosphere. It's probably getting too hot as well, with all the shields being offline, unable to protect the shell from the rough treatment of the sudden friction it receives.

The fall itself sends a stomach tumbling and Ka'anh grits his teeth, squeezes his eyes shut, hoping that it will soon be over and that he will survive the impact thats about to come.

He doesn't want to die like this. Not after having managed to flee from his own planet, then getting sucked into what had looked like an opening within the Universe itself, just to be thrown down onto another world he's unfamilair with---

He's afraid, that's the last thing he feels before everything becomes dark and his senses vanish from existence, together with his consciousness.

...

When he awakes again, he's unsure if he's even alive, still.

He's lying on his stomach, outside of his shuttle, with his face buried in dry soil; With every intake of air he inhales some of it, which causes Ka'anh to cough and gasp for oxygen, so he does, almost dry-heaving from the pain it causes him.

He blinks, lifts his head somewhat and looks at a blurry picture in front of him - a mass of gray, perhaps it's his shuttle, parts of it burning and smoke rising into the air. He cannot see clearly, he doesn't hear much, and the pain he's in is excruciating. He's surely broken his right leg, his hip even, because he cannot feel it - his rattling breath tells him at least one broken rip has broken the tissue of his lung, and judged by how dizzy he feels, he must be suffering from what could be a rather serious brain-injury.

But, Ka'anh's alive. he's still here, even though he's just crashed down onto this foreign planet.

A grunt leaves him and he closes his eyes, then inhales as much as he can before he tries to push himself up onto all-fours. There's blood soaked into the dirt beneath him and one of his arms is definitely broken, next to the right leg that won't cooperate... but somehow he keeps himself in this all-fours-position, swallowing down the taste of copper and nausea he feels.

Fuck. Fuck - he needs to get to his shuttle, find the medkit in there---...

[anastacialy]

tracked down this clip just because of this post! have jokes from skizz and scar

[eddiesprius]

i always forget that eddie never really talks about buck with anyone in the show, its just such a stark contrast to how buck is always seen talking about eddie to others or bringing up eddie’s Things in front of the 118 or whatever. hopefully we will start seeing eddie talk about buck to strangers in texas (kinda like he did with marjan) :) seems like a good segue into an eventual feelings realization

right now im of the opinion (and kinda what i tried to convey in my last answer) that like. NOT showing us that is starting to have weight to it. because we have gotten so many episodes of Buck's feelings ABOUT Eddie in the last two seasons. and specifically Buck HIDING feelings from Eddie (even something as small as the way Buck's face falls--out of Eddie's line of sight--in 8x01 and 8x08). i think the last time we got similar shots from eddie was in 6b during buck's recovery arc.

and like obviously one reason is that buck and eddie are very different people. eddie keeps things, especially things that matter to him, close to the chest. buck really doesn't. another reason is that buck has an outlet or two to talk about eddie to other people (maddie is a recurring one, tommy in 704 was another, chim even was one way back in s2). Eddie...doesn't have that. who does he usually go to first with things? Buck. occasionally Bobby (sometimes only after Buck has suggested it).

but regardless of the practical reasons for it, the unevenness of this POV issue is starting to feel interesting to me. like now the possibility of getting a glimpse of how eddie thinks about/talks about Buck to other people who AREN'T buck could be revealing in a fun way.

and like to be clear what i am talking about is Eddie's PERCEPTION of his feelings. because I think the show has made Eddie's feelings about Buck pretty clear over the last 7 seasons. we just don't know if HE is like, fully aware/able to acknowledge how deep his feelings go. but the show has been very clear since at least s3 about how deep those feelings are.

[atonementing]

250x250 Byakuya Kuchiki (Bleach) Icons !! @bleachbrainrotbro Please reblog + credit me if using !!

[ack-cough]

Have Meowsabeau or Mewrabelle tried using Body Craft on themselves? How has that worked out? Especially Meowsabeau, with his history of being stuck in a body he didn't want.

I definitely couldn't pass this Ask up but I've also haven't had a Mewabelle centric post in a while!!! Please forgive TwT

Ms "I don't want to change, I'm happy with who I am" Maribelle. Is taking it as well as you expect

⚠️NONSEXUAL PARTIAL NUDITY, PANIC ATTACK AND DESTRESS WARNING ⚠️

(I DONT WANT TO CHANGE I DONT WANT TO CHANGE I DONT WANT TO CHANGE I DONT WANT TO CHANGE I DONT WANT TO CHANGE I DONT WANT TO CHANGE I DONT WANT TO CHANGE I DONT WANT TO CHANGE -)

She's normally able to cope with the fictional horrors she already adores, being able to resinate with the wolf men and cursed beings more than ever!

But I cant say every night goes well.. who knew having your body and mind changed against your wants, by the god you devoted your life to no less! Would upset you a lil bit

[narsh-poptarts]

Gosh RGB, who let YOU have a face?

...I did? well, that's strange

really wanted to draw a solid expression or two and strangely wanted to do the guy who doesn't. have a face. so i did a panel redraw!!! (there's just so many moments in this comic where the feelings leaking out from him and what we see is just so POTENT and i AUGH!!! please please please go read The Property of Hate it is such a wonderful comic it will make you explode on the inside. i promise you will come out of it completely normal <- lying)

also STOP DOING THAT RGB you're gonna have people endeared to you

original panel and alternate less eye-strain-y version under the cut!!

it's so weird seeing him with a face, but it did give me an excuse to go overboard with the hair

[blooddrinkingbartender]

Snake Fangs and Stained Glass Eyes (closed for theotherrookie)

@theotherrookie

There were perks to being a library admin. Even though he was on a scheduled leave, Antonio had decided it best to pay a visit, just in case he could get any leads on who was possibly connected to Lucien's attacker and Russell's kidnapper. The more people they knew about, the better.

So if anyone had been doing research about non-humans in the library, he had come to find that. He did feel a little bad about letting down the children there who had been excited to see 'Uncle Tony' and had wanted him to read to them. But he promised he would be back to do so very soon.

At the moment, staying out longer than necessary was a risk, especially when he was alone, and he didn't want to worry Rook too much by being in danger more than he needed to be.

But after getting some names and borrowed/return records written down, he was satisfied and moved to head out after tucking the notes away in his pocket, making sure to put on the new shades he had ordered back over his eyes.

As he already started to step away from the entrance, he began to get an awful feeling that he was being watched.

[pushspacetocontinue]

@theotherrookie

It was probably a stupid idea to venture out. But the man who had recently attacked them was still most likely recovering from their combined counterassault (and Bill biting him and making him bleed a lot), and the poison resistance balm that Leofric and Veronica had working on had been completed.

It seemed that things were looking up just a little bit. From updates, Rook seemed to be progressing well with the treatments, Bill was no longer looking like hell, Erica was doing just fine after that fight, and Leofric's eyes had fully recovered, even if he still needed some time to heal completely.

So even Russell felt okay to go out when Lucien talked about getting a bubble tea. He needed to pick up a few small groceries anyway, and the fresh air and the moonlight would probably would do them a bit of good. So after applying some of the balm to his face, neck, and hands, it had been time to set off for that small excursion.

"So if, if you feel there's, there's any trouble brewing," Russell said then, when he finally saw the shop entrance, "Not, not that I think there will, there will be today, all we, we gotta do is shout. Shop's small so, so it's not like we, we won't hear each other."

He had decided to bring Lewis with him, just in case. But he was fairly confident he wouldn't need to use him.

[enrapture]

[lunarharp]

if i just told you i love you would this world change