#no spoilers here youre safe :)

[umblrspectrum]

you'll never guess which movie i finally watched after 2 years of being lazy

[eggoatt]

collage poem about Loop

[bacchuschucklefuck]

actually one more thing kristen was so clutch this ep with that mass cure wound while not a single one of the rat grinders has gotten a heal from their own team that's so dire . like you know essays can be written abt that right

[oceancracker]

come to ranger reject world 🫴

[thegreatyin]

And thus, with the passing of 24 hours, Caeru's ambition truly comes to an end. Major Nemesis spoilers below the cut- we're talking endgame ambition business here. Mostly on a character RP front.

The Doomed Scientist made quite a few... choice decisions, in the end. Killing Cups once and for all, recording his story as one of grief-

And sparing what little remained of Mr Mirrors, leaving it free to roam Parabola as it sees fit.

Some of them, he can explain. Others, he's still left to feel... discontent.

Cups needed to die. That much was certain from the start. It was a tyrant, as all Masters are, and complicit in the bargaining and eventual destruction of four (potentially five) cities, as all Masters are. It was an obstacle. A murderer. A petty monster that felt no remorse even on its deathbed, and it went out of its way to ruin multiple lives just because it felt owed its own sick and twisted idea of revenge.

It killed his first love. It looked him in the eyes and he knew what it had done and he knew from the start it was going to die.

Perhaps, in the end, it knew too. And yet it still pleaded, and wanted to live, and-

It made a bargain.

A bargain Caeru didn't take.

Not because he didn't want to. Gods, he wanted to. He wanted it. He wanted it more than anything else in the world. To have Greylu back, to give him the gift of life, of love, to show him the wonders of the Neath and the beauty of the correspondence and all of the people Caeru has met and loved and found home with along the way-

But. He couldn't.

Because Cups was a monster. And no matter what, it deserved to die. And he could not, in good conscience, allow it to live.

Even if sparing it meant everything he's ever wanted.

So he's left here, now. With a bloodied traveling coat, and a bloodsoaked knife, and a favor finally fulfilled.

And nothing to live for. No resurrected lover, no charming visits to Helicon, no slow dances in the living room, no memories to rebuild and lives to live and he won't live again-

Nothing. All he has is a coat born of obligation, not to his love, but to people he's never even met. To lives he's never even touched. To a paramour, still alive, with hair of rose-pink, who doesn't even remember her own brother's existence.

Cups didn't die for Caeru's sake. Cups died for the sake of all who wanted it dead. For the revenger's court, and the ghost screaming in his ear, and the reckoning that will not be postponed indefinitely.

And Caeru, who acted as a tool to carry out their wills? Who all but betrayed his own lover, just to satisfy a cause he never knew existed?

All Caeru is left with, is regret. Regret-

-And grief.

[rintinningvt]

Do not talk to me, I'm not over the fact that Betty's existence really revolves around Simon. They both love and care for each other, and grow obsessed when separated, but goddamn- When he told their love story to Fionna, she asked him "So you got on the bus with her?" and he replied in surprise "Why would I-?" Betty Grof's life revolved around Simon, before and after they started a relationship. Heck, even before they officially met. She dropped everything to be with him, losing her sense of self in the relationship. Simon loves her but he didn't (and still doesn't, debatably) have her wants and best interests in mind. They could have gone on that trip together, she could have gone alone but they could've shared some time together on the bus and gone long distance for a while. But they didn't. They were both so enamored with each other and both lost themselves in different ways to their relationship. They were doomed from the start.

[thejacketscloset]

Avenging myself against @forestshadow-wolf this one got a little away from me I'll be honest but i like where I ended up LMAO

Soap daydreams about retiring sometimes, never honestly thinks of the idea as something that would happen for him, but he finds entertainment in the possibilities. Different lives he'd like to try leading if he was anyone else, some more absurd than others.

It started as something to keep his mind off nerves when he was deploying, something that stuck with him all through his rookie years. Then he adopted the use of his journal, and the plans got more cohesive as he jotted them down.

Each page it was something different, none of them particularly sticking with him enough to think of them for too long. The scenarios always seemed to be missing something

It doesn't quite click until after Soap meets Ghost on what was missing.

It starts off as a harmless joke in his own mind, wondering what Ghost would do if he retired. The ideas getting more and more absurd with any new thought.

Thinking of Ghost in domestic settings just seems strange, which how cold he has known the man to be he could never imagine him doing something as mundane as frying eggs for breakfast or taking his dogs out for a walk.

The betrayal in Las Almas changes his mind.

After he finally gets out of those rain filled streets and into the truck Ghost is speeding, Soap desperately needs a distraction from his shoukder bleeding out. His mind falls back into his ritual of thinking up retirement plans for everyone.

And suddenly, its not so strange to imagine Ghost living the quiet life in the countryside. He thinks of one or two dogs, despite his own personal opinions of dogs. He thinks of a small cabin-like house with big property. He thinks of a forest to take hikes in every day. He thinks of himself visiting Ghost in this life, maybe even staying the night. Then he thinks of himself making breakfast for Ghost, bringing it up to him so he can eat in bed, climbing onto the mattress beside him-

And woah. Thats a new one. Soaps brain seems to fixate on the thought, the idea of sharing a life after retirement. Soap can't escape it, and after maybe five minutes of failing to escape it, he gives up and indulges. Maybe he indulges a little too much.

"What kinda dogs would ye want L.T.?" He asks, hardly even thinking about how out of place his question might me.

He sees Ghost glance at him from where he's driving, and he has half a mind to apologize for the strange question before the other is responding.

"You're seriously asking me that after the 'half a dog' joke?" And oh Soap can practically heat the grin Ghost's wearing under his mask.

"Jus answer the question," Soap is laughing in response.

Ghost seems to genuinely consider the question for a good moment, Soap watches him the whole time.

"I'd get a Pitbull." He answers after his consideration.

"Scary dog, aye?"

"Nah. They're all sweethearts, just need the right person to show their soft side."

Ghosts eyes seem to flick over to Soap and linger for a long moment after what he said. Soap tries not to let his mind run too wild with what Ghost could mean by that.

"And you Johnny? What would you get."

"I'm no' much of a dog person. Maybe I could be though, if a nice enough Pitbull came around."

[coredrill]

so like. how many times do you think smith has heard isami say he doesn’t trust bravern and then tried really hard to change that when he becomes bravern only to wind up with the same outcome every single time

[vaguely-concerned]

the scene where you talk to davrin in his room while he whittles tiny models of monsters (while assan watches with rapt attention <3 there is nothing about this whole setup, man or griffon, that isn't adorable) when your rook IS one of the dainty little academic mage types he so besmirches and you consistently pick the purple options through the conversation -- I am SCREECHING the covert jock/nerd war rages on between clenched teeth and forced jollity, they are doing this on purpose, bioware really have given me this gift all nicely wrapped and lovingly crafted! rook is so fucking bitchy and passive aggressive in these purple options (and once or twice davrin doesn't seem to realize it/takes what they say at face value); it's not very nice of them but it is hilarious. also I must say that hearing these two just relentlessly neg each other with palpable tension of. SOME kind thick in the air* for five minutes straight and then walking away and seeing the 'davrin approves' pop up at the end gets close to the otherwise unapproachable gaming high that is having a tense standoff with sten in origins and seeing +7 affection as you leave. davrin clearly is going 'good talk man nice to see you stand up for yourself more, I respect the roast game' while my rook walks away with a forced smile and clenched fists like 'okay so that wasn't very mature of me I'll admit it but god why is this guy such an asshole'

I cannot imagine how this conversation must play out with a character more on davrin's wavelength because for my setup here this was *chef's kiss* perfect. ideal. I'm so glad this dynamic exists it's one of the funniest and most characterization-enriching things that could have happened to me

*there's some insanity going on here where like... I don't think either of them like want to fuck, they're not actually attracted to each other, but they both would fuck each other in a 'go fuck yourself'/'fuck me yourself you coward'/'fine I will see if I don't!!!!'/'oh yeah??? do it then!!!!!' kind of way. the vibes are indescribable and unhinged on both of their parts.

[charcubed]

THERE'S NOTHING LIKE YOU & I a Good Omens season 2 playlist

Quiet, gentle, romantic, and a little bit devastating – roughly in story order. For being lonely together across 6,000 years and aching for the freedom to love.

On Spotify Here

(Previous editions: Soft To Be Strong – Good Omens season 1 | Crowley/Aziraphale upbeat song dump)

[smallest-moon]

here it is the master post for all my soul eater!au ideas (here are posts 1 and 2 + vashwood as souls), where I'll be periodically rebloging it whenever i think of something new! feel free to dm if you wanna talk about it and give me more ideas :) or point out any dumb contradictions but anyways lets go:

vash is the meister and wolfwood is the death scythe

wolfwood's original partner was livio but due to events livio is now presumed dead/missing, leaving wolfwood without a partner for a long time

livio is however very much alive and eventually he'll return with his new weapon who is razlo (how does it work? basically imagine razlo as ragnarok)

wolfwood scythe form is his giant machine gun (still thinking if he should be like tsubaki is able to change forms so that when he finally accepts vash as his partner he changes into vash's gun instead of always being a machine gun..... and can later transform into that wicked weapon vash's angel arm changes into)

vash himself is death (i suppose.. though nobody knows... yet) and he still brings chaos wherever he goes. he has been without a partner for a very very long time

due to walking around without a scythe, he has a lot of scars thanks to the fights he cannot avoid and his immense desire to save everyone

meryl and milly are naturally around and they are meister and weapon

they are currently looking for a chaotic meister that leaves a trail of destruction behind

when vash and wolfwood first start working together as partners, wolfwood makes his scythe self heavier just to see vash struggle as much as possible whenever they arent in combat because really what the fuck is up with this dude hating to kill?? you ARE literally death incarnate grow up

completelyyy unrelated to that is that people hear and tell many different versions of the same story: of a great battle many many many years ago that brought great destruction. despite names changing many times most seem to agree that one of the beings was called knives millions and that his heart only knew destruction. the ending differs for a lot of people, most agree there were no survivors but some believe there was only one because how else would the story exist ("ain't nobody surviving that, its just a story" an old man shook his head "but if someone did survive, they are either death or the devil itself")

so thus far no one has found out that vash is that "one" survivor nor have they found out that knives didnt actually die but instead he is trapped as vash refused to kill him then

but how long will he stay trapped? how long until he breaks free again?

[yallemagne]

Jonathan stood weary eyed, blinking back tears and fighting a heavy throbbing in the back of his skull, a headache that just wouldn’t go away. He looks at himself in the mirror, recognising himself or… trying to. That white hair that isn’t his, the pallor of his skin oh, he wondered when the brightness would, if ever, come back. Marks upon his neck. Who am I? What am I? He tries but struggles with an answer, no he knew the answer, he couldn’t admit it. His thoughts vanish with a small, sudden gasp, another shock. Why couldn’t he see himself clearly in the glass now? What only moments ago was a solid reflection now rippled like water and faded like steam. He was turning. That much was for certain. Heaven help me! Gods, he was so lost.

Arms, warm, warmer than his, carefully envelop his waist. He opens his eyes. In the mirror, he cannot see himself, but oh, oh Mina. Her head, bended and resting upon his shoulder, he looks down and cries quietly, apologising in whispers as drops fall into her hair. He glances to the mirror once more, hoping it had been a trick of the light, something. He catches sight of her open taut, neck reflected back and swallows thickly. He felt it, hunger. But he wouldn’t, he couldn’t. No. He refused. He would sooner starve lest he ever have the desire to hurt her, let alone actually inflict. How could he have even thought of that for a second!

“You should run from me.”

“Never.”

“But—“

“Let me run with you.”

“Mina.”

“My husband, my love. In sickness, in health and now in death. Let me run with you.”

I really recommend, even if you still post this anonymously, that you post it somewhere yourself because it's very good! Even so, thank you for this writing, I treasure it!

I love this. The interplay of his fading recognition of himself with his fading reflection. His transformation sneaks up on himself, and then so does Mina, and he hopes her solidness can bring him back, but it can't! Your imagery is great "What only moments ago was a solid reflection now rippled like water and faded like steam." ahhh just beautiful.

This kind of mirrors (haha) the mirror scene on May 8, with Dracula ambushing Jonathan and his hunger overtaking him. Mina ambushes Jonathan, and he can feel his hunger for her awakening, but unlike the Count, he restrains himself. It's remarkable that he's so capable of restraint where Dracula wasn't. It hints at the possibility that he isn't so doomed, that the strongest part of him - his love for Mina - will live on.

Ahhh and Mina using their vows to promise him that this change is not something she will let part them ahhhghh.

[robby-bobby-tommy]

So, aai1 brainrot doesn't want to go away. So here's my hcs what happened during KG-8 incident. Especially with Kay, Byrne and Badd. I might turn this into the comic, if I'll have the motivation to.

Attempt on Badd's life, the trial and tribulations of the KG-8 Incident.

So, the KG-8 happened in 2009. A day before the trial begins Badd goes home after a long day at the precinct, but after awhile he notices strange people following him. Turns out they were hitmen that were supposed to get rid of him before the trial. They chase Badd for a while, making some of the holes in the trenchcoat. Trying to get help, Tyrell diales the first number he had — Faraday's.

Byrne was on the walk with Kay, when he got the call. When he picked up the phone he was a little surprised by this late call, but then he was totally scared after he heard gunshots from Tyrell's end. The latter quickly told his friend his location, but didn't manage to say what was happening, as he was finally cornered. The hitmen shot him twice* in the abdomen and Tyrell was basically left to die with Faraday still on the call.

Byrne had quickly reported everything that happened to the police and called an ambulance, and went to the scene himself. He had nowhere to leave Kay, so he brought her along. Byrne left her in the police car, tho, so that she doesn't see the scene. Tyrell was unconscious with some small black scraps of paper, that burned green*.

So, Badd was taken to the hospital, and Byrne was left with no lead detective with trial on his hands. The next day after this whole incident Byrne still went in court, not going to back down. But that day was full of surprises.

Firstly, completely unexpectedly, Badd appeared in the courthouse before the begging of the trial. He told Faraday everything that happened to him, including that before he passed out, he felt someone was looking for something in his trenchcoat. Byrne didn't pay to much attention to it, instead focusing on his friend's health. Tyrell said that he was okay, but continued to drink a lot of water* and looked very pale. Before they started taking about serious stuff, they asked Kay to buy the swiss rolls.

Secondly, when the trial had began, Byrne found out that the tape was missing from the evidence files. It turns out the hitmen stole Badd's card that opened his evidence lock (I think it's before the locks that are opened by fingerprints were invented). The tape was stolen from there, and prosecution had lost their most important and decisive evidence.

The defense attorney was paid a lot by the smuggling ring, so he forged some evidence, "destroying" Tyrell's logic during the cross-examination.

Due to lack of evidence from the prosecution, the trial ended in one day. Manny Coachen got his not guilty verdict. After these words left judge's mouth a woman screamed in sadness and despair (Callisto Yew).

After the court was adjourned, Byrne was furious and Badd felt worse than ever. Callisto found them outside of the courtroom and introduced herself as the sister of the departed Cece Yew. Badd bowed and said his sincerest apologies.

Callisto, unimpressed, slaped him and told that she never wanted to see them again. Badd stays in this bowing position until she left. Shortly afterwards his gaze got fuzzy and some blood appeared once more on his shirt.

After another very fun (not really) trip to the hospital, Faraday found out that right after regaining his consciousness, Badd started mumbling about the case and the testimony. He nearly went to the courthouse right away, but the nurses persuaded at least to bandage him up. Due to stress, exhaustion and the slap, the wounds reopened so he needed immediate attention.

This is just some rough ideas and hcs. I feel like Badd is the type of a person to just walk off two bullets in his stomach lmao. Von Karma could never.

Now to explain some stuff:

Two shots:

come from Badd's design. Specifically because of two bullet holes in his tie. He's either a Neo from Matrix, or got shot at least once.

Green flames:

It's because the hitmen burned the directive card written in Babahlese ink.

Water

I heard that if someone donors blood they should drink water so that the body can restore some fluids. So despite saying he's okay, Badd felt nauseous and exhausted. He also lost a lot of blood the day before the trial, so he drinks water to at least feel okay-ish.

[cannibalisticskittles]

my builder is pissed at absolutely everyone inside this cell but they have never had any positive feelings towards yan whereas they Thought Miguel Was Their Friend (he came to their BIRTHDAY PARTY!!!) and pen was at soulmate-level, so. while yan definitely deserves a verbal beatdown, the one he receives is.... going to involve a lot of rage that is really meant for the other two that my builder isn't able to express towards them right now. but he's an asshole, so while it's technically misplaced, it's still deserved.

mentioning mi-an is also a terrible choice bc it just reminds her of how much of an ass he's been to mi-an, who is, by all accounts, a very nice girl. that just turns the rage back to full force. very "and ANOTHER thing!"

[wiidoodles]

Savor it, Kid.

How we feelin ya'll

[bluebellplayinggames]

i met hades last night and i almost started crying