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241004 [News] Yeojin will not participate in Loossemble's upcoming 'Up_Link Station in U.S.' tour due to health concerns
Loossemble's tour will proceed with 4 members
#☹️☹️☹️#hope she's alright#🧡#loona#loossemble#yeojin#sns#sns: official#sns: loossemble#sns: fancafe#news#n: absence#n: hiatus#n: tour#up_link station in us#era: ttyl#241004
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cloud watching ✨
#SOO SORRY FOR MY PROLONGED ABSENCE 💔#ngl i have no excuse but i havent been drawing a lot at all bc im in that hating all ur art n thinking ur the worst phase sooo 🫡#soooo yah..#im also slowly maybe getting out of ninjago idk 💔#in any case… please enjoy this while i figure out what to do w myself#ninjago#art#cole ninjago#jay ninjago#bruiseshipping#ardosart
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smoke lingers
#i think abt him and i go insane#something something absence of the person you used to be#nick close#nicholas foster#nick foster#nicky foster#narcolas#nicky swift#nicky freeman#< this guy can fit so many identity crisises#dndads#dungeons and daddies#kiddads#art#fanart#cw substance use#asians w/ identity issues n complex family dynamics how we feelin!!! (bad)#personal favs#close foster swifts
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happy day before gifts or smthn, have a happi kittycat (lion) Sunboi asking for a kisskiss (and RECEIVING!!!!)
(AU credit to @rainbowcat-writing !!!!!!! good froend i love them)
#doodles#sketches#silly fluff#kisses and smooches#smooches and smooshes#sun kissed#fnaf au#fnaf sun x y/n#fnaf sun x reader#into the lions den#lions in love au#into the lions den au#au concept goes out to friend of the babbit!!!!! rainbowcat-writing#bones of a rabbit#au fanart#i love drawing squishy fluffy bois okay leave me alone#sorry for continued absense btw cries;;;;;;#absence#thats the bitch#lion sun
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[day 18]: Trying something new
this is my first time drawing a pose like this n im pretty happy w/it
#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt#tmnt#tmnt 2018#rise leo#rottmnt leo#daily-riseleo#mod fox#rottmnt fanart#art#classes finally finished for me well not officially but i wont have absences anymore lmao#ill probably be able to draw some things for the backlog#i still have an exam on sunday n next week i have prom so ill have to do some things in advance
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do you ever just think about how like... mitch and auston are each other's guys in this sport........ like. seeing people so into the baby sharks (as they should be) just reminds me how often bonds are formed when ppl are rookies and how it's kinda rare to get to keep that with someone into your prime......... . like.
#nothing new or cleverr to say abt it. it just makes me wanna DIE#they still have each other..........#FUCK!#BEEN thinking abt that lil article abt their leadership roles. n mitch kinda taking overr on and off the ice with him out. i knwo it to be#TRRUE. I KNWO IT#theyre partners#running mates.#each others guys.#everyrone KNOWS IT IN THE TORONTO SPHERE TOO FFS THE WAY THEY TALK ABT MITCH SO SPECIFICALLYL IN AUSTONS ABSENCE#THEY ARRENT SAYING THAT SHIT ABT ANYONE ELSE.
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A pointless tumblr post titled
"Assigning furby colours (specifically 1st gen) to Murder Drones characters without giving any explaination for my choices" part 1
Uzi - juicy grape
N - labrador
V - banana peel
J - bumblebee
Cyn - angel
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#after 5 months of radio silience I have arrived... and I do not have anything! SORRY HSHS nothing I drew was worth posting really so#you didn't lose much with that absence of mine#it will happen again 100% I am bad at social media I post something get scared of checking how it was recieved and don't look at my account#for 5+ months apparently#I love silly robots so much guys you not understa💥💥💥💥💥 I might post my furbifications of Uzi and N at one point because OF COURSE I#MADE THOSE DESIGNS I JUST HAPPEN TO BE LIKE THIS no one can stop me from combining my interests I will make a#moomin x murder drones crossover comic if I feel like it and nobody will have the right to complain!!! >:D#okay time for some real tags now#murder drones#furby#safe furby#furby 1998#uzi doorman#serial designation n#serial designation v#serial designation j#cyn murder drones#I have a 2nd part of this already in drafts but I donno if I should post it or not hm... maybe someday
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found some old tweets frm my private diary acc logging errant thoughts i had while getting into hs
and well. smth abt the progression of it makes me emo. happy new year ig :')
#srry misleading opening img. i am actually asian#homestuck#2024#vioart#karkat vantas#dave strider#sollux captor#davekat#ok ya i did cry a little#esp since these were like. littered here n there btwn vents of struggling w mental health executive dysfunction assignments etcetc#so it was kind of (a lot of) cope. but id say it worked well considering im now here livin my online cringe life :)))#took me super late in the year to actually join the fandom tho so theres a huge gap of absence and my tweets p much ended there#my final tweet was “captor fans 🤝 trekkies” hgehe it makes me kick feets to see those fandoms crossposting on blr :)))))#but aye these are just the tweets relevant to the lore behind my fanart the rest is for me to keep priv...#esp the character tier list! 2nd half of that had to be redacted for my protection LMAO
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Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder
𝐊𝐨̈𝐧𝐢𝐠 𝐱 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐊𝐨̈𝐧𝐢𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐨̈𝐧𝐢𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬.
𝐓𝐰! 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐕𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡!
“Viper, this is König, do you copy?” The worry and agony buried beneath those words, the roaring of the radio that is squeezed tightly in your sweaty palm and your decreasing pulse in your wrists, you battle with your fingers to click the button to speak even if exhaustion outweighs the encouragement. Panting you lay helplessly on the floor, your gear feeling more suffocating than before and the bullet that lays submerged deep in the muscle mass of your shoulder and the blood endlessly racing down from the deep wound and onto your gear along with the intense nose blood from your broken nose. Bruises black and blue slowly appearing on sight, peppering your face and with your swollen eyes, you look up to the dull ceiling with hazy vision.
“I’ve…been…hit” With a hoarse voice from swollen airways, you gather all your strength and a little more to add. Mostly because you don’t wanna perish in the territory of your enemies. And if there’s someone you’d want to be carried into safety by, is König. The one who’s been secretly sneaking into your heart and stolen a piece, that greedy Austrian bastard. You can’t help but feel the warm tears flowing down your bruised cheeks, blending with the crimson, creating a bitter salty mixture and all proof of what state you’re in. Doomed and gloomed.
It’s like seven gunshots to the heart for König and the tears collecting at the tear canal. Emotions that has been suppressed for so long finally breaks through the cage and possess his un composed soul, not bothering to linger in his own despair and anxiety, he rushes. Kicking every door open with such force his now awakened emotions causes, holding a gun close to him to prepare to hurt the bastard who dared lay their hands on you. With oxygen stuck in his throat, desperately seeking the most important person he holds close in his heart, for a silhouette or the slightest sign of you. But he can’t stop moving or worrying, not until he’s next to you. And not until you lay in his arms.
“I can’t fucking lose you. Anyone, but you, my love” König mumbles as tears starts falling with a frustration growing in a rapid pace, until the spark in his heels vanishes and he stands as still as a statue, holding his breath as he spots his soldier squatting down beside your limp body. His fingers on your wrist, tears discreet in his eyes. He looks up at König and shakes his head with a downturned smile, notifying that there’s no pulse. You’re gone. Gone from this world. Far away where König cannot follow and that thought alone is what instantly sends him into mourning. Yet, he’s determined to hand over your life back to you. Reminiscing about the promise where he promised you that he’ll always keep you safe and that you told him to never give up on you.
And he’ll never do that. Not when you’ve torn down his walls and planted the seed of you in his heart that is growing day by day. He picks up your body with gentleness, anger fuelling his dedication to make the enemies suffer for what they’ve done. Taking away his liebling from him like this. With your cold body in his arms, he dashes towards the helicopter located on the rooftop of the fancy looking building. Settling on the helicopter, he insists holding your body close to him as if there’s still life in you, even if the other’s tell him that it’s time to let go.
“König, Viper is gone. I know it’s tough, but reality’s reality”
“They are not gone! And I will not let them die! Fuck! Scheize!” König holds you closer, his warm tears falling onto your battered face as he dries your own. Heart aching so cruelly knowing that you passed away alone and afraid. But he refuses to believe the truth in their words. And he refuses to give up on you, not after he’s tried everything. Your life is worth more than gold and because of König’s own selfish reasons, he cannot let you go.
He’s helplessly rushing after along with the doctors who is pushing the infirmary bed with your body into an operating room. Two doctors have to hold König back in order to stop him from going in and after a few pleads and tears, he obliges. Watching as they perform CPR on you, the lines remain straight on the vital signs monitor and all numbers are zero. The nurses shouting in panic by the lack of response. They pull out a defibrillator and set it on your chest, with a few reactions. Your body bending by the electricity coursing through your weakened muscles and it’s all on repeat, König stares in horror worried that they might give up soon. Refusing to blink, everything must be witnessed by him.
But after a miracle or something along those lines, after four rounds, the vital signs starts changing. Beautiful curves and numbers increasing, with the nurses’ smiles under their masks, confirms that they’ve successfully resurrected you. König sighs in relief and his lips curve into a small smile, seeing this opportunity to catch up on so many breaths he’s been missing out on. His agony, fear and mourning has stopped. All displaced, all forgotten. You’re the only person his mind contains off. But the sight of your battered bruised, dead body still haunts him. A memory he wish to forget, a feeling so miserable and blood curdling it sends shivers down his spine.
Sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall knowing that you’re breathing behind him in the room. He buries his face in his hands, finally accepting his feelings towards you. Like a sore loser he was, he is actually happy that the feelings vanquished this time and given all you’ve been through. Wandering in the darkness where you were once cursed to remain forevermore, but returned back to earth where König is located, you deserve to know the truth.
There’s darkness, silence, coldness for four whole weeks. The coma has been a trick to you, tricking that you’ve gone, but in reality your mental form floats somewhere else where your soul can recover along with your physical scars.
“Commander, where is Viper? I heard they were cleared” König can’t suppress his excitement of finally being able to meet you again, look into your beautiful eyes and with your presence alone, he has been missing for way too long it almost feels like it’s been a year. Sitting all alone in his office, on comfy chair that became uncomfortable, while pondering only about you. The absence of you is only growing the flower in his heart that has bloomed, how it misses its other piece and how it’s torturing it.
“They’ve retired and sent in the papers. I believe they’re at the airport right now, flying back home” It only take mere seconds for König to comprehend and for his boots to rush towards the given location.
Holding the steering wheel as if his life depends on it, eyes heavily focused until he spots an airport. Not wanting to linger, he rush inside, eyes fixated through the folk mass until he spots your arm in a mitella, holding onto a suitcase with your available hand while standing in a line to board the plane. Swallowing his anxiety, he instinctively run towards you. Feeling the void in his heart slightly sealing together by your very presence.
“Y/n! It’s me, König!” His smile curves up to his cheeks as he sees your shocked expression as soon as your eyes land on his tall figure that is easily spotted through the folk mass.
You run with your suitcase towards him, forgetting about your place in the line who’s now been replaced. Wrapping on arm around König’s broad waist, feeling the warmth radiating from his arms that instantly wraps around yours. It’s a tight embrace, but he loosen it when you groans in pain with mumbling apologies. He’s just happy that you’re in his arms again, this time alive and on the verge of healing properly. You back up a little bit to meet his blue eyes who’s looking back at yours won’t amour and devotion.
“I thought I wouldn’t get to see you again” You start, the relief visible in your carefully chosen words that makes König secretly blush under his mask.
“You can’t get rid of me that easily, Schatz” He chuckles and you join in. With a silence between the two of you, exploring the depths of each other’s eyes, seeing what the two of you are hiding beneath those orbs. And what emotions that lays suppressed, stored away for better opportunities.
“I’m sorry….For worsening the mission. Commander told me that you were the one to carry my dead body back. You held your promise…of never giving up on me” Tears are once again awakening in the tear canal, making your eyes turn red. How your love for König can grow so rapidly by his actions, the success of the mission put on risk because of him. Because he wanted to save you. Because he wanted to hold the promise that were supposed to come out as a joke and yet….
“No! Do not apologise to me, I won’t let you….This man here, is so damn in love with you and is prepared to take any risks if it means that he can keep you alive and well” Your heart stirs and waver, your mouth hanging open in shock, but a little elation hidden. You shift between his eyes, looking for any signs of deception but only find honesty.
König breaks the eye contact with you and is desperately avoiding your eyes, embarrassed by his impulsive yet honest words. He was speaking from his heart, but the immense desperation and the plan he carved and executed came out a lot more different than calculated. Now replaced with agony and fear that you might reject him.
“I’m so sorry, liebling. I was not thinking clearly”
Frustration, fuelling your desire to make a move on König since he’s clearly not gonna do it. You sigh by the idiocy of this Austrian giant as you place your hand on the back of his head and force it to your height, lifting his mask up and letting go of it. The two of your faces anonymous to the people roaming the airport, you press your lips against his. Trapping him in a passionate, burning kiss in the humidity that makes the mask boil with heath. After a few seconds of being stunned by the sudden approach, he gives in. Letting his dreams come true. Feeling the softness on your lips on his as he sneak his tongue through your teeth, rubbing against your bulgy tastebuds. Groaning in approval when he feels your tongue dancing along with his, spreading each other’s tastes.
Trapped in the heath of the moment, people staring in confusion seeing two faceless bodies, the mask moving with two heads bulging out in sync with movements. But you and König are floating in the skies of ecstasy, despite your physical forms still remaining in the reality of the world. You pull away, two of you panting heavily, recovering from the loss of breath.
“You-you did not have to do that, Schatz”
“Well, König. This person standing here, is so damn in love with you that they’ll do anything to reassure you of it. Now kiss me again, it’s been so long”
And König obliges happily to that command. You completely ignore when the announcement of the gate to your flight is closing through the intercom, you have no desire to return back home if it’s not with König.
But to your obliviousness, König has also planned on retiring just to get a safe, harmless future with you. The thought alone has been like a bullet shooting through concrete, numbing everything that has ever felt impossible. And it’s all because of you.
Because that man, is so damn in love with you.
And you don’t complain about it.
Because you feel it too.
#cod#könig angst#könig x gn reader#könig x y/n#könig call of duty#call of duty 2#angst with a happy ending#könig mw2#gn reader#absence makes the heart grow fonder#Spotify
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240501 Loossemble fancafe post All Loossemble schedules will be "reorganised"/postponed due to Hyunjin's and Hyeju's current health conditions
#loona#loossemble#hyunjin#yeojin#vivi#go won#hyeju#news#n: absence#n: hiatus#n: cancellation#sns#sns: official#sns: fancafe#sns: loossemble#era: one of a kind#240501
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dandelion is indeed the worst but if he’s not present in the next book i would legitimately be sorrowful as the whole thing will become a slog . you basically cannot have the “short stories” era-of-the-timeline iteration of geralt without dandelion, it would be like eating unbuttered bread.
though it’s not like season of storms did them dirty, i wasn’t disappointed with it (… with regards to them), but since it’s literally been over 20 years since the saga was finished i’m trying to prepare for any potential reality
#however i will accept an absence of dandelion IN THE CASE OF we get to see geralt and yennefer living together in vengerberg#but if it’s regular geralt day in the life then if dandelion’s not there it’s gonna suuuuuccckk#i mean as in geralt’s life sucks without him. badly#and it also? sucks with him. good-ly.#it’s august and we don’t have a title yetttt 🥲 and they said 2024 … hmhm sure#i just feel like rupaul ‘and don’t fuck it up’.gif#like i’m excited but also wtf? new witcher book? are we on punk’d?#it’s not going to be the best but i’m hoping it will be at least as good as season of storms. not a high bar ok!#this from the person who was optimistic about the n*tflix show. don’t trust me i like to believe in the future#i was going to say ‘and i trust sapkowski more than i trust n*tflix’ and then i laughed.#i don’t trust him—i don’t even trust the version of him from the 90s and 00s!#one side of me can’t believe i’m still here after the guardswomen of kerack. and the ‘well i’m only gay for clout’ villain motivations#the other side of me is intensely curious wtf geralt will get up to this time and how witcher could maybe even denigrate further#but season of storms ending was actually good and = well it’s not like sapkowski forgot what it was about#then again it’s been 10 years and a bad adaptation since then so im biting my nails#all i ask : please stick with the naming convention of the other books. i don’t want to write an absurdly long or short name or acronym out#sooooo weird that in a few months i will be saying: there are 9 witcher books.#actually rn i just say there’s 7 and discount season of storms as a legitimate heir but mention it as footnote lol#i just hope i can survive until this new book and until its translation LOLLLL#they said translation in 2025 but you know the track record#new book: *releases winter 2024* | english translation: coming 2045!#jk i think they finally figured out that witcher is a money printer so they will be eager to translate it now and not waffle around#they kicked their butts into gear with the hussite trilogy so ! and they made new hardcovers.#the elbow-high diaries#new book 2024
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thinks really hard abt the lobcorp pre-suppression cutscene choices and their repetition, how it represents how this decision was never yours to make (this is an action picked out by someone who isnt and can never be you; your decision does not matter) yet the decision was Always yours to make (there is no other option because this is What Happened, and Would Always Be what happened; you would never make another choice. your decision is the only one that mattered.)
the line between ayin and x is so blurred. much like the rest of the sephirah, ayin too creates a split in himself not terribly different from the split between elijah and malkuth, gabriel and yesod, michelle and hod, and on, and on. and yet, despite how differently each iteration of x is described or implied to be, after the memory sync, it is always implied to still be Ayin. to be Ayin once more. and yet, each of the sephirah seem to feel as though they are entirely different people. where is the line drawn? and who is it drawn by?
if x is not ayin, what becomes of him when ayins memories return? the sephirah made their own choices of who they decide to be-- but did ayin make that choice for himself too? was he simply too stubborn to allow himself to disappear under the weight of that many resets, that many retries, that many reshuffles of the mind? how much of x remains afterwards? how much say does he have in the right to exist, as someone who defines himself out of existence on the sole account of Being? intrinsically temporary. but i suppose, since when did ayin care of the voices that were not his own?
but if x Is ayin, what does that make of how we see him from the start? how does this redefine his character, who he Is, what he Searches for? what he Prioritizes? an open ended question becomes a well trodden trail, always destined to return to the same point, over and over. the implication that no matter what he does, what becomes of him, any choice he makes will inevitably be the same. he too has a part to play, and he too must see it to fruition, just like everyone else. and so he marches forward, and so he marches forward.
of course, nothing is ever really so black and white, but its not like we will ever really get to know. we dont get to see much of the man behind the curtain, only the hand that directs. no matter what path, what circumstance, what action, it will always end the same way. the hill must be climbed, the wheel must be ran, and the sun always rises at the end.
it was never his choice to make. it was Always his choice to make.
#something about characters defined by absences. holes in the shape of something that should be there. form in negative space.#and again; thinks of the loops of Must Be's; of Has To Be's. could spend all day thinking of Why's and How's--#but at the end; the answer remains the same. there is simply an Is. what does it stand on though; i wonder.#piktalk#projmoon#again im um. just waffling on n riffing; take this w a grain of salt; ive still not studied as much as i want to.#this could be Entirely off base WAHAHAHA#but! i must! such is the necessary step of observation and conclusion. or something. yeah ✌
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MYOCLONIC JUMPSCARE!!!!!!!!!!
he’s totally doing ok 👍🏼
#i feel like at the start mikey would kinda#ignore his seizures?#he doesn’t really know what they are and most people don’t really know other types of seizures besides tonic-clonics#so he’d brush off all his absences n auras n shit as just#something he does. it’s normal. doesn’t bother him#but then uh oh! here comes a big one! and suddenly he (and the others) realise that he may be a little bit Not Okay#donnie swooping in with the epilepsy diagnosis#tmnt mikey#tmnt leo#2012 mikey#2012 leo#tmnt#tmnt 2012#should i start an epileptic mikey tag?#maybe not since this probably won’t be a thing i post about a lot
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sandwing garbo
#wings of fire#wof#sandwing#my art#theyre not like ocs or anything just designs i pulled out of my ass#i was thinking abt it and i was like what if sandwing sails r kinda like big hard feathers#meaning theyd have some type of barbicel#n i used to have silkies and the reason they look the way they do is the absence of barbicels in their feathers#so i was like the way i draw sails i like halfway between canon n silkie mode#thus the Sail Chart was born#i like how i made the canon one kinda boring inadvertedly#inadvertently?#advertently .#i felt guilty just copy n pasting the same head n drawing a new sail i felt so lazyyyy#my designs#concepts
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adventures from a rly fun magma i got to relaxe in today
#jrwi fanart#this gets ONE (one) proper tag bc im actually rly proud o these. thats IT!!!!#anyway AAA okay so. some1 in the magma reccomended i draw edynXkira. n im like OH MY GOD. thats GENIUS#they both work at the same job or watever. coworkers. they meet only bc edyn happens to break down infront of kira#i mean she IS under alot o stress. w knowing her brother is out there in harms way. aching not only from the decades of abuse but also#from her blatant absence and silence. she KNOWS her brother cares for her bc she feels the same way. and worries just as much.#anyway kira feels bad for whatever shes got going on w this brother of hers. whoever that is. and gets her icecream.#thats what happens in MY beautiful heart. i looove kira i loooove her shes so cuuuute and so sweeeet#IN OTHER NEWS. i also love vex n viv their canon outfits are SOOO FUN. evojelly u legend#no one knows how long i fought w those hands. oh my god. drwaing hands and tools and holding and things is so ANNOOYYIINNGG#yknow what ISnt annoying tho. drawing william wisp. he comes so naturaly to my hand now. i love him so much...#ouuuhhh prime defenders oouuuhhh i miisss youuuu hope ur doing well prime defenderrrsss#aauubabbab i think thats all i got in the ol brain. here. eat my scribbles and arts. hauve fun
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cannot get over how theodore 7th time loop is written actually. 13 year old's suicidal tendencies resolved by having polite conversation with the person he loves most and whom he was doing all that for, and who has never before in his life clearly communicated with him at all, and who due to his own emotional immaturity decided that the best way to protect his desperate younger brother is to never talk to him and act as terrifying as possible around him. one unwell child eliminating another unwell child's problems, that he was contributing to, in a single conversation
like i cant get over how quickly the conflict was introduced and resolved.
#v*ncent n*ghtray is crying in my brain as i write this#not to say that that was his exact situation he just lives in my brain so that subplot reminded me of him#i just wish 7th time loop was more fucked up and better written. like arnold is gonna commit patricide in a few years#youd think thered be some atmospheric tension regarding the complete absence of his father in the plot (when we know hes right there in the#same palace)#im just imagining a version of it thats more fucked up and better written and also with less generic alternate-europe worldbuilding#generally when i fing myself wishing a story was more fucked up i do stop to consider that maybe thats my fault and im expecting it to be#something it isnt. and that fair on its own#however the writing IS bad - disregarding my own preferences#and i suppose its just that when im thinking of how it could be better my preferences affect my ideas#however if i WAS well written - just not to my tastes - my brain would not be complaining about it#also the economics in this show are so nothing. like again no effort put in. i struggle with understanding money related concepts#all the time but even i can see that
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