#losing my mind over here lmao

[hazyerrors]

While I'm ranting.

Can I point out this very specific ask CQ answered?

And then these from Fresh origin comic.

Those little ghost looking things are Souls from a bunch of universes, Fresh is made out of many Souls.

So that Ask about Fresh Jumping from body to body being unable to develop emotionally, hear me out, what if Fresh whole being is kinda like pieces of all those Souls put together, that Fresh is so lost in the chaos of their own being, that's why staying with one body/host they start to reconnect to 'humanity' because they're supposed to have a full Soul, but were given sections of the other Souls instead. 

So if they stick to one body/host/Soul, because the segments Souls are still less than the Host's full Soul, they might start to feel more whole like they should've been, because it’s as if the host Soul is his.

So The host becomes Fresh when the parasite possess them, but in a way, Fresh becomes their host as time goes on. not like the host takes back control, but Fresh becomes more like they were with emotion and even empathy, before Fresh took over their body.

[veifei]

lg fanboy real and canon which means i bet he's watched madoka magica and IS a homura kinnie i feel unwell . he tries to show it to cxs but after ep3 it makes him too sad and he can't bear to continue

[phagodyke]

the masculine urge to take a saucepan off thr draining board and bash myself repeatedly over the head with it until I pass out and no longer have to experience feeling Bad 😍

[grimm-the-tiger]

Lake Baikal is fucking terrifying, and I say this as someone who reads about the Great Lakes for shits and giggles. Like, Lake Superior is 1,333 feet at its max depth. The deepest lake in North America (Great Slave Lake/Tucho) period is a little over 2,000. How deep is Baikal?

5,387 feet. You can stack two Burj Khalifas on top of each other and just barely reach the surface. And since it's a rift lake, there's a chance it might get even deeper. This motherfucker has more water in it than all the Great Lakes combined. Those things are pretty much inland oceans, you can stand on one side of them on a clear day and still not see the other side, and Lake Baikal is deep enough to eat them for breakfast.

The runner-up to Lake Baikal is Lake Tanganyika, which is also the second-oldest freshwater lake in the world and the second-largest by volume. Guess what lake beats it? Baikal.

There's a rumor that aliens live under Lake Michigan. If you switched it out for Lake Baikal, I'd believe it. Looking at it on a comparison graph is like looking at a black hole, except at least black holes are something I can fathom.

[the-second-moon]

HE'S ACTUALLY HERE 🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲 DAD HELLLLLLPPPP

never talk to me or my deluded boy ever again

just imagine you're me, an idiot, saying "haha i'm gonna make hawke and dorian's child as my rook!" -- smash cut several hours later to dorian bursting into the game simply to tell off hawke's voice actor. my brain is melting. dad 1 said i'm warden grounded but dad 2 said i could stay up and have a little blight as a treat 🥲

anyway. i'm overcome with manifold emotions. i love this man. this was not remotely how i expected to meet him. i am mildly hysterical.

[tothevines]

Hale Appleman walking out with Rachel Brosnahan at the stage door for A Sign in Sidney Brustein’s Window, 25 April 2023 (??!!!??!!!) (via @bnsolo_ on twitter)

[teddybeartoji]

hi mickeyo i’d love to know more about the ‘to devour and be devoured’ wip!

HELLO AMIRA MY BELOVED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! first things first i'll link another ask where i was talking abt it as well hereeeee!!!!!

NOWNOW . ok technically the reader is gender neutral but they're kind of mommy anyway and satoru is soooooooooo into it lmao they're both being so flirty i was feeling flustered myself when i was writing it....................... anyway the point is that satoru is all wet bc he had to stand in the rain and now the reader is babying him in a way, like they're offering the bath and then they're telling the butler to make him something warm to drink and yeah satoru fucking loooves it

he's actually so into it that he kind of forgets all about the research he's supposed to be doing for his article . he's so curious about the reader and suguru both and he'll act like them being vampires is a completely normal thing lmao he just wants to shove his tongue down both of your throats he's so funny i love him

COME AND ASK ME ABOUT MY WIPS:333333

[codecicle]

been using this to fight most of my anxiety recently. "oh my god the room is spinning my heart is pounding I can't breath" your honor after reviewing the evidence, who gives a fuck lowkey. pop those shock mints and your dick and get on with your day soldier

[garthofshayeris]

and WHERE is his little white streak?! you’re telling me you can make Garth look identical to every other dark haired, blue eyed dc man but you draw the line at Cerdian and Jason Todd having the same haircut?

[bigcats-birds-and-books]

the hazard of being a night owl during nano is that Calendar Days and Writing Days aren't actually perfect equivalents, so i end up with asinine timekeeping like "november 18, technically," and "november 18, actually," scribbled in my margins to keep track of nighttime vs daytime writing

[blueish-bird]

sorry if I don’t remember your name or conversations/experiences or basic things about myself, every few weeks my brain gets factory reset and I have to relearn how to be alive

[widevibratobitch]

took a bunch of clothes to my mom's to wash them since my washing machine is still down and she said 'ill do it dw about it' and threw my favourite white top in with the colours. i no longer have a favourite white top :)

[theflyingfeeling]

Sorry this is very random but I was looking at Jari Saario (who tried to row across Atlantic and who hanged out with Käärijä yesterday) on Instagram and I noticed Aleksi & Olli both follow him and when I looked at their following lists it looks like they started following him around the same time too🥺

okay but this gives me brainworms of the two of them watching Linnan juhlat together last night 🥹 like yesssss I know Aleksi (re)posted that IG story from the studio session with Rock Band From Hell around the time when it was airing, but obviously it doesn't mean they were still in the studio at that time, right? I mean, who works in the evening on Independence Day, come ooooon 😭 so yeah, I have accepted the headcanon that Olli and Allu watched the hand-shaking marathon together, or the very least have had some discussions about it and been keeping up with the news feed related to the party, which is CLEAR AS DAY EVIDENCE they've spent time together (AGAIINNNN), thank you good night 🤧

[ajdrawshq]

so. in order to progress ur relationship with Akechi. he actually takes u down to mementos, alone, and challenges u to beat the shit out of him with Lethal Intent. which is very likely mutual. ohh this kid is on a whole other level huh

[wabblebees]

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[blindedguilt-archived]

🔁 |[HIT ME. ♥]|

"You're going to get us killed." - Interaction Rewrite Prompts!

For Leonard, the weight of a child's blood upon his weapon was heavier than anything else he had handled before in his lifetime.

He hadn't the honour to have even called it the first, but different from his brothers, who had found their end directly by the blades of the Empire, there was no hope for the blame of responsibility to be lifted off his shoulders now that he had wielded that same blade himself.

Leonard's breathing was panicked and uneven. A cold sweat ran down his back as the sensation of the light body being flung backwards shot once more through his arms - he felt ill. Had he died? Had he done away with his life in that forest and been sentenced to hell? Perhaps it was all a punishment, an eternity spent in war, ending the lives of children just as he had his brothers. The screams had sounded too familiar for comfort.

He couldn't, couldn't bring himself to fight. The stakes didn't come to him. The seal didn't exist to him. The usually tranquil forest had roared with the sounds of the clashing steel, the hurried footsteps, the cries and mockery of the faerie - something like the dragon's voice had called his name in harsh rebuke, and whether it truly was her or Caim, Leonard didn't understand and stumbled blindly back to the garrisons in a piteous attempt to flee.

Too cowardly to die, and too starved to survive.

All that was clear to him against the roar of noise was his own breathing, the feeling of his heart pounding in its chest, and the crushing weight of the guilt from that thought repeating itself in his head like a mantra. Leonard struggled to break out of it - do or say something that could stop this madness. Anything. A sickened cry sounded at the sound of the mercenary's own cold reproach, and the hermit struggled to respond.

"Caim, please...!"

He had tried to utter words, either protest or a plea, but his throat had grown tight and left only a quiet whimper. Was that all he could do? Beg...? Leonard's weapon trembled in his hands. He was truly weak... He could have done more than beg. Just like his brothers, there was a thought that told him that he could have saved them. But, it was all the same. His family murdered for the sake of shameful pleasure. The blood of children spilled only for his own protection - his own cowardice to even die correctly. All for himself, a pathetic existence unable to even lift a finger against the slaughter of children.

Some wretched noise, a ragged fight for strained breath against the pounding heart in his chest, could be heard against the armoured thumps of bodies against the ground. Even from a distance, Leonard's frozen body could be seen trembling uncontrollably. The polearm dangled limply from his hands.

"They are only mere children...!"

The last uttered words before the hermit collapsed to his knees were a heart-wrenching sob.

Not a voice of disgust, but a cry in horror.