#lost muse

[beautifulbookishdisaster]

I lost my muse, and after that my world went gray. It's hard to find inspiration in a world without color.

-Katee Robert, Midnight Ruin

[land-of-reboots-and-crashes]

Double Death

Hello and welcome to the place between worlds. A place familiar but not the same. A place where wrongs are righted, and justice is served. Feel free to stick around and meet some of our regular visitors from the voided timelines. Join our group for tea and relax.

Welcome to New Alternia.

[grazhir]

Whining

I just need a moment here. Samsara 6 is still just sitting there, staring at me accusingly, and I've got nothing in my head as to how to progress it past [this right now], [huge gap], [Tsuna dies].

It's almost to the point where I'm willing to shuffle it off to the end of the queue and move 7 to 6, 8 to 7, and flip a coin over 9 and 6 as to which becomes 8.

The only other alternative is to just gloss over a massive part of the story (and make it clear in the starting notes that part got phoned in), and find a shorter dimension to tack onto the end.

Kinda sucks, because I did finish up the revision for (what is currently) S8, so that's good to go (barring the usual multiple reads trying to catch and correct stupid mistakes).

[canisalbus]

Ok ok hear me out: it could end in tragedy,, AND have a happy ending. The attempt(s) on Machete’s life force him to flee, he doesn’t even have the chance to find Vasco. Cue gay longing for at least a few years while Machete despairs over the loss of his love, his life, his status. He and Vasco only reunite (again) in their later years. Their relationship is forever flavored with loss and loneliness, but that only means they savor every moment that much more

I also I would like to see them as old men. Vasco would be so droopy :)

You gave me such old dog brainworms.

[mishori-o]

Yey them :3c

I gave up on this in halfway coloring it

[mrsnaildood]

Misc. CX-Tech drawings I've done throughout the year. Third piece is fanart for @toomanyteefs's fic Reclaimed.

[taatdragun]

I want to be hopeful.

[iamnmbr3]

ok but can we talk about ron's birthday scene in book 6. because there's some frankly sitcom level drarry hilarity going on. also ron gets dosed with love potion and almost dies bc of drarry.

so first of all. this is ron's birthday. and not just any birthday. he's come of age so this is a super important and special birthday. and what is ron's best friend in the whole world doing on ron's special day as he opens up presents? if you guessed 'looking at draco's dot on the map and ignoring everything else going on' you'd be right. not only that, but harry and ron end up having 2 separate conversations bc harry's brain deleted everything that wasn't 'draco malfoy.'

Look at this:

Harry can't even spare Ron a glance when Ron is opening the present Harry bought him. Not only that, but what does Harry start talking about? Draco Malfoy. Not only that but he also forgets to even introduce the topic. He says "I don't think he's in his bed" and assumes Ron will know who he means. (To be fair, Ron probably does but wishes he doesn't). Truly he's got a one track mind. And he also thinks Snape is up to something but he doesn't check out his dot even once, let alone get this level of fixated on him.

Harry. Hon. I don't think Ron didn't answer bc he was too busy. He didn't answer bc he's tired of hearing about Draco sodding Malfoy all the time.

And it just goes on. Harry completely ignoring Ron ON HIS BIRTHDAY to think about Draco Malfoy and what he might be doing. Just absentmindedly giving answers to what Ron is saying while continuing to talk and think about Draco.

Absolutely wild stuff.

And THEN Ron gets dosed with love potion. Why? Well, when Harry was looking for the map so he could check on Draco he threw a bunch of stuff out of his trunk - including the spiked chocolate cauldrons - and then got so busy looking for Draco that he didn't notice Ron picking them up and eating them. And of course, this leads to Ron getting poisoned and almost dying. All thanks to drarry.

[thinwhitedoc]

SHERLOCK | Martin Freeman as John Watson

[helixcraft]

the fish that keeps appearing all over my recommended only that he's out of jail and happy

[captin-azoth]

IIII HAVE BRAINROT~

Doot da doot DOOT DOOT

I HAAAVE BRAINROT~

BA BAM

[land-of-reboots-and-crashes]

Meanwhile! Somewhere on Skaia!

LM: I’m slowly losing my mind with the designs so have a drawing of me. :)

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[bericas]

sceo weekend 2024 (day 3) → on the road

it might not be long, but baby, I'll love you 'til the day that I die.

[mccoyquialisms]

oh. oh no. are the rat grinders acting so cagey about lucy because they have lied to themselves about what actually happened to her with the devil’s honey? is that why ivy and the others have been so goddamn weird about it? why they didn’t look for her?

oh god…does it ever wear off? what happens when it does?

[cahootings]

Actually this post DID get me thinking, about all the times Ed gives up and resigns in the show. It's a defense mechanism. We know he's a deeply feeling person. We know his emotions are strong and he will express them. These dismissive reactions are him pushing those feelings aside, not thinking about them, not acknowledging them, trying to ignore them. Trying to control them. Trying to stay on top of them.

This, of course, always catches up.

And it's making me think about how interesting the choices were in this sequence.

In particular, how the final product contrasts with the version of the script that Jes Tom posted later.

(also reading this again wrecks me wow)

In the version in the show, he is not giddy. He is not happily humming. He is calm, and he doesn't even crack a smile. And I think it's more than just acting/directing choices, it's a completely different tone. His "bye bye" in the show does not read as victorious or celebratory to me, it reads as his quick dismissal and resignation that we see several times before. This is Ed giving up a part of himself without letting himself feel what that really means.

This change feels bigger and more deliberate. Ed still doesn't know what it means to give up Blackbeard. And like all the other times he tries to quickly dismiss a feeling, I think that's still going to catch up with him.

It's such an interesting character arc and I love it and I think it's one of the strong cases for needing another season. He hasn't reconciled what it means to hold on to Blackbeard. We see him bring the leathers - this persona - back, to a degree, at the end of the season. But I don't think we've seen him actually process what that means to him. What does it mean to be Ed? Blackbeard isn't Ed, but Blackbeard is undeniably a part of Ed. And this doesn't have to be a bad thing. This can be a part of Ed that he gets to define anew. I'd love to get to see Ed reconcile this part of him, and how it fits with the person he wants to be. He doesn't have to shun this past part of himself.

I want to see him get to his "Hello, Ed."

[zevrra]

Hello! I was hoping to request something for Gaara with his wife reader? Like them making up from their first real argument and it gets NSFW?

needy—

tags: suggestive content, 18(+), slight nsfw, naruto, gaara x fem!reader, short & sweet, anon request

creator notes: sorry this is for one, so short! and for two, sorry it took me a little while to respond/finish! i started writing it and was several paragraphs in before i realized i was writing something else completely unrelated to your request so i had to start over aaaaa!!!! so so sorry about that but i hope you enjoy! thanks for requesting!

It didn’t take a genius to figure out he had been avoiding you. Anytime you’d reach for his hand, he’d pull away just far enough so you didn’t touch him. And when he did let you touch him, during any moment of intimacy, he broke all of it off after mere moments. Claiming he was tired and needed to go to bed early for some meeting in the morning.

You had been married to Gaara for a year or so now so it wasn’t as if you two were teenagers sneaking around anymore. It was frustrating but mostly strange to you. His actions made you second guess yourself. What if he was rethinking your relationship? What if he was falling out of love for you? So many emotions and thoughts ran through your head on the daily but today you were getting answers. Even if it was going to be a hard pill to swallow you had to know what was being done wrong.

And as soon as he got home from his work that day, you confronted him.

“Welcome home. We need to talk,” You say, trying your best to put on a brave face and voice.

Gaara looks at you with his usual gentle face. He’s hesitant for a moment, as if he knows what is coming, before he settles into a chair at the kitchen table.

“What’s been going on recently?” You ask. His eyes avoid you. Shame written on his face.

“It’s nothing,” Gaara whispers. His colder tone makes your gut twist.

“Nothing?” You scoff. “I think avoiding me for as many days as you have been isn’t ‘nothing’.” You mutter, irritated.

Silence falls between you two. Which is not unusual but this silence is painful. Thick and suffocating. Not the usual calming, healing silence you two share. This silence made your heart race far too fast.

“Is it me?” You ask in the coldest tone you can muster. “Have I done something wrong? Am I not enough?” You speak harsh words. Yet they’re the words that have haunted the back of your thoughts for days now. Souring the image of yourself inside and out.

Gaara jerks at the words. He looks at you in pure disbelief as if he can’t understand what you mean. “No-“

He tries to stop you but the floodgates have already opened. All of your feelings and your thoughts pour out of your mouth like rainwater. Tears fall when you try your best to will them away but it doesn’t help. You sob into your hands as Gaara moves to your side.

He’s no longer hesitant as he wraps his arms around you. Lifts you into his chest in a warm embrace. Hugs you so gently it makes you hiccup.

“I’m sorry,” He mumbles into your hair. Apologizing like his life depended on it. He smooths loose strands of your hair away from your face. Wipes the tears from your cheeks and eyelids. All while he kisses the crown of your head. It was more affection you’ve received from him in weeks and it damn near broke your heart all over again. “I’m so sorry.”

You quiet your sobs. Breathing in deep in the hopeful comfort of your husband’s arms. One of his hands moves to clasp at your neck, using a finger against your jaw to lift your gaze to his.

“It’s not you.” He whispers. A kiss is placed on your forehead. “You’re amazing. Truly perfect, my dear.” He adds with a quiet chuckle. His thumbs swipe across your cheeks to collect whatever trail was left behind by your tears.

You sniffle. You must look like a horrible mess right now but it doesn’t stop him from kissing you. As if a fire has broken out inside of him, he kisses you with every ounce of passion he’s ever had. Tears threaten to spill once again at the first kiss you’ve two have shared in such a long time but he pulls away before that can happen.

“I want you so bad.” Gaara admits with a shy look on his face. His thumb swipes across your bottom lip. “From the moment I wake up, I want you more than anything,” He whispers under his breath as he soothes circles into your skin. Touching you so delicately like you might disappear. “It scares me how badly I want you. And I’m…just nervous my feelings will run wild and I’ll end up—hurting you.” He mumbles, glancing away from your gaze.

You suddenly realize he means the sentient sand that is always at his disposal. Sand that acted on its own sometimes and he was so worried about it hurting you he tried to keep his distance. All because of his love for you.

Your own emotions overcome you as you kiss him in response. Arms wrapping around his neck with ease as his own wrap around your waist. And now he holds onto you for dear life. Touching every inch of your skin he has so desperately craved but had been so hesitant to reach for. All while kissing you like it might be the last time. Passionate, eager, and hungry.

You two had some catching up to do.

“To bed?” You mouth against his lips between kisses.

He breaks ever so slightly, a red blush to match his hair spreads across his face. “Are you sure?” He responds. Shy even as his hands, body, and soul yearns to devour you.

God you loved him.

“Oh, I’m more than sure.” You whisper, capturing his lips once more.

Without another word, Gaara is pushing you along to your shared bedroom. Eager to make up for his wrongdoings by giving you enough pleasure to make you forget every negative feeling you've ever imagined.