#may or may not post the next part

[roniinoodles]

john price x reader (eventually) 1/??

old west vibes. reader isn't mentioned in this first section. also not beta read.

He must have been half out of his mind when he decided to move out west.

Perhaps after serving so many years in the British military, he might as well have been. It wasn’t like he got much for it; other than one failed relationship, a handful of scars, and enough sleepless nights to drive a man to drink. It wasn’t like he had much in England anyhow, not after the divorce, not after his mother passed. The only thing really keeping him were the men he served with, and all of them were moving in different directions anyhow. Perhaps it hadn’t been insanity, more of a drunken decision taken too bloody seriously once sober. He overheard some gentlemen (one English and one American) in the pub, talking about how up and coming America was going to be, how a man could make something of himself in the freest country in the world. He had a thought right there, perhaps he should make his way to the land of opportunity, see what trouble he could find. The following day, after nursing (an all too common these days) hangover, that thought kept nagging at him, pestering him like a fly over a picnic. It took less than two days to come to a final decision: pack up the things he wanted to keep and sell the rest. After that, he sailed. Took what small amount of things he had, bought a boat ticket, and left. He thought at first he should be sad to see England grow smaller and smaller as the boat moved out of port, but really all he felt was relief. No more memories of the past, of his girl in the early years of a relationship, or his mother when she was still living. He was going somewhere to get new memories, maybe find someone to make them with. Anything was possible, or so he hoped. The first year in the States was hard, not because he didn’t have the money or didn’t have the drive, more of an adjustment to standards, to the way people spoke, what they meant when they did. He found if one shot straight then everyone would shoot straight right back; whether that be with words or firearms. It reminded him a little too much of the trenches during the war. Eventually though, he found himself a nice parcel of land. Just big enough for him, perhaps a family, one day. That first spring was spent sleeping in a tent, eating meals over an open fire, and waking up to the slightest snap of twigs in the nearby woods. It wasn’t much, at first, but soon there was a workshop. One he’d use to build things with; carve wood into furniture or signs, or damn near anything anyone could ask him too. He wasn’t a professional, but he knew how to work wood, always been fond of turning something simple into something grand. Perhaps that’s more hope than fact, but these days, it was better to have hope, especially so far from home and anybody one ever knew. It took longer for the house to get built, it was approaching that following summer when the last board was laid, when that last brick was placed. He’d spent too long over the summer getting the business started, carving wood into pieces fit to be sold, to getting commissions for small to large projects. The whole thing took time away from the house, but he didn’t mind, not when he had the workshop to sleep in. He’d also had to go about getting a wagon to haul his work from the shop to its new owner. Not to mention the upkeep of having a horse and wagon, hadn’t had the first since the war. He hadn’t owned that horse though, the military did. That next winter was a decent one, he had a roof, a fireplace, and a cot on the floor.   The next years brought more business, an actual bed, and people in town knowing him by name. Even if most of them just referred to him as the British fellow for the first two years. He’s pretty sure most of them didn’t think he’d make it. It’s always been a pleasure proving people wrong.

After some time, the loneliness set in. The house, that he built with a family in mind, seemed too big. The nightmares came back full force with nothing to distract him, unlike in the first few years he had a shop to build, and then a house. Now, he had nothing, but time.

Perhaps it was time to start thinking about that wife. 

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Endangered Species Highlight: The Water Cone Wizard

(inspired by this post)

[rystiel]

put that thing DOWN before you scar your eyes forever, stanford

[bisexualfbiagents]

Well, I wish I could help you out. You know, I’m just… on vacation.

🫧 Dana Scully in Chinga (5.10)

[kyouka-supremacy]

Bsd but everyone speaks their native language part 2 (part 1) (part 3)

[sysig]

I can't remember if you've done any drawings for this before, sorry, but I have a requestober prompt! Vargas ladyverse snake charmer au? Or ladyverse dryder au Scri, I feel like the potential for pretty spiderweb clothes is high there. I would request both, but I want to respect the rules ^^ Thank you!!

Day 27 - Skillfully spun sheer shawl

[secriden]

Every episode, I fall more in love with him <3

These screenshots do not do justice to just how comforting Game is in this moment. His voice is so, so soft and kind and he doesn't try to pretend like Diew didn't just completely bomb the presentation, but he's also offering very honest and practical reasons for Diew to feel better. Sometimes when friends try to comfort you and they tell you that it's not a big deal or it wasn't as bad as it seems, it feels more like they're downplaying or not acknowledging how awful you feel but I like that Game isn't doing that.

But most importantly, he's not letting Diew face it alone:

I know everyone has things on their plate and so sometimes it's not always possible to offer to walk with someone through the difficult thing, but when someone DOES offer, goodness it can feel so, so good!

MND is so good at portraying genuinely good friendships. God's entire friend group, while chaotic, is just so enthusiastically supportive of each other. And I love that Diew and Game's friendship is built on these genuine moments of connection and common interest. You can really see why they're friends. Sometimes in shows there's a sense that if these people weren't just in the same class/thrown together by the situation, they may not really be friends but Diew and Game's friendship feels like they'd've found each other even if they weren't in the same class(es?) together (probably through seeing each others names on the same books they borrow from the library or some other cute shit like that). Literally every time they're together its just wholesome and lovely and good. <3

[chenziee]

"I am not a fucking damsel and I am definitely not in distress!" growls the damsel, covered in blood, hair a mess, clothes torn, clearly in distress

[goldentigerfestival]

Made a clip compilation of Yuri being a silly little guy. I couldn't possibly have gotten everything because I'd be making clips forever and Tumblr has a ten minute/500mb video size limit, but I got a bunch and some favorites (and had to cut multiple scenes worth about four minutes out because the video was too long). His silly voice is near and dear to my heart, and I also love his pouty voice very much. I also just love his general demeanor and the way he talks. He's adorable and deserves the world. Typically, we call this brainrot.

(For some reason my subs got delayed/off track with the audio a little bit toward the very end, sorry about that. They were fine before I exported it and my project files are still timed correctly, so whatever the issue is, it happened during the exporting.)

Translated the lines so anyone watching could follow along!

Translation notes below.

The reason I kept "thanks for the meal" even though it's entirely a JP culture phrase (which is literally used for meals) is because I figured most people would get the idea, and also because that line literally is what makes that scene for me, hence its inclusion (I did consider "thanks for the info" too, to keep the idea of it... but I made this for the fun of it and I felt that him using that phrase in that moment as a gotcha to Raven was amusing enough that I wanted to keep it).

The "what is it? Tell me" to Karol was partially just because I love his "talking to kids" voice and also because the vibe is just so cute of him kneeling to said kid's eye level and giving him the kid voice, but wanting him to know he could tell him.

In the scene with Karol saying they'd be helpless without him, I remember the English version used "lonely". Technically the term does work for both and can mean either, but I used "helpless" because of the context supporting it. Yuri proceeds to say Karol has been reliable, as if playing along with the "helpless" comment.

In the "don't talk to people like they're kids" scene, the reason I chose to phrase it that way is because he uses the term for "people" specifically (in JP, the subject of the topic isn't always specified. If he was saying "don't talk to me like a kid", the sentence would've been a bit different). Flynn is talking to him, but it reads to me like a sort of deflection joke, like "wow, don't talk about other people like that". He's not taking it seriously at all, as can be seen by his expression and heard in his tone, but I think him using "people" as the subject also adds to that.

When Flynn says "how about you knock?", I went specifically for this phrasing both because that's, well, what he says, but also because Yuri doesn't even actually do anything. He just. stands there. like. yes. hello. I am here. I know you know I am standing here outside your tent. It's basically like, "how about you knock before I acknowledge you?". anyway shoutout to the tent for having boop noises.

"Just die once" is basically Rita's way of saying she's angry in a sort of, "just die once for what you did, but then come back. You gotta die for this, but only once", sort of thing.

Before anyone wants to cry foul about my word choice for the Yuri and Flynn Hypionia battle, that is literally what is being said in JP and was changed in the English release. I'm very strict about my word choices in translations because it is not my content and I'm simply relaying text/lines that were not written by me. I'm saying this because I'm sure someone out there would otherwise try to say I'm just making things up to try to push a ship. Purposely incorrectly translating something, including to fit a certain bias, is insincere and disrespectful and I do not engage in that. I also had a second opinion involved who is ship-neutral to confirm the lines in the battle, what with battle sounds happening, to make sure we were both getting the same dialogue out of it.

On that note, I forgot to put "Hey now", for "hey now, now's not the time to get upset!" It's just a really quick part I missed when typing the translation, but I figured I'd make a note of it here.

"You truly are you" is a pretty specific line, and I wasn't sure I wanted to translate this any other way. I spoke with someone for a second opinion to decide if I should keep it, and they have a fondness for the line itself and like it in general, even outside of Vesperia context. It falls in the same general area as something like "you're nobody but you/yourself" or "you really are you". In this case it gives off vibes of "it's really you, you are you and this is really you" because Yuri had gone missing and was presumed dead. This is sort of like Flynn's reaction to Yuri really being here, being alive, and just being Yuri. Now that Flynn's had downtime and has been able to talk to him properly, he's hearing Yuri just being Yuri and is amused at his behavior, but imo there's also that touch of "geez it really is you, nobody else could pull that".

(Note: I accidentally left a translation note about Adephagos here because I originally had a line that mentioned it. I've removed it, because I forgot when posting this, that I removed that scene from the video as a means to cut down on the video time)

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Dragon Swarm in JP is more roughly along the lines of Dragon Claw Linked Fang Slash. Imo it also actually makes more sense that it sounds weird to add kicks to an arte with "claw" and "fang" in it (versus "swarm" which could very well include kicks and that not sound odd in naming context). "Dragon Claw Kick" also sounds much odder.

I was honestly inclined to keep the Dragon Claw part and just make it Dragon Claw Swarm, Dragon Claw or Dragon Claw Fang Slash, because it very specifically uses "claw" in the arte name, and that's what Flynn uses when he says "Dragon Claw Kick". It's a sort of, when you say it like that, that does actually seem weird, while Dragon Kick doesn't give off that sort of weird vibe, and Dragon Swarm doesn't make "kick" being involved sound unusual.

People are more familiar with Dragon Swarm though and translating artes in Tales can be insane with some of the names they've got. I just felt like it's worth pointing out here, partially because I feel like the skit works better in its original context.

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The part where Raven says "Wait, hey, what are you talking about?!", has a "te" that's not spoken and only written, but since it was written, I included it in the translation. In that particular context, it basically means wait/actually/hold on/back up/etc.

Little Wolf is literally Petite Wolf in JP.

[everythingundertheskycomics]

Hypno's Rings

3/4

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Mourning.

This one is very personal.

[claitea]

just one of those nights again (thought about n so hard i started Physically feeling sad like theres a weight on my chest)

[spoopy-nevermore-dump]

Hey pssst hey. Have you ever considered: Montada?

I hate it, and it nearly killed my hyperfixation

But I understand my opinion on this may affect others, and many may be hurting from this episode soooooooooo

Art requests open

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Dungeon Meshi: The RPG

[inkburnt]

The Witching Hour

Chapter 14: Glad to See You Go

Fandom: Devil May Cry Mature // Gen // In-progress // Chapters: 14/? // Words: 123,060 Characters: V, Griffon, Shadow, Nightmare, original characters Warning(s): Graphic depictions of violence Additional tags: V is not part of Vergil, V’s name is Vitale, witch V, canon divergence, post-Devil May Cry 5, canon-typical violence, sorcery, witchcraft, clairvoyance, magic, magical bullshit, childhood trauma, referenced loss of parent(s), friendship, bonding, many boss battles, elements of Norse mythology, musical elements, very slight Girl vs. Boy but it’s not harmful, tentatively tagging with, rivalry, there are tones of misandry but mainly coming from the antagonist, which is to be expected since she’s cracked and Evil AU info  //  Series on AO3

Months following the fall of the Qliphoth, a childhood villain reappears in V’s life and descends upon both him and a city still licking its wounds. Armed with dark sorcery and a menagerie of resurrected boss-level demons, she wreaks her own brand of havoc as she goes on the warpath. Meanwhile, another sorcerer interferes with questionable motives, all as V and his familiars find opportunities for growth—and a chance for V to tie loose ends and make final amends.

(Updates slowly, on Sundays or Mondays.)

Masterlist

[sn0wbat]

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fun fact, they are almost the same age frida was when rune went to sleep. funny how time works

[comfortlesshurt]

OKAY, IT'S FINALLY HITTING

(will you guys hate me if I post this longfic a month later than planned?)