#not importaint news

[ego-meliorem-esse]

Today we mourn the deletion of all my fuckin Procreate sketches and WIPS bc Apple sent me a new tablet (the other one was defective). I could have made a back up but it would have taken another week to send the lad to the shop and then for the order of a new one to arrive, and I need the lad for college projects asap 😞

My lad is back but at what cost

[passionateseadruid]

Snake king’s bride 7

Holiday Havoc part 1 of 2

CW: Swearing, religious topics, Violence, one mention of dub-con and more

Summary:

This chapter was brought to you by spite and Lucifer’s slutty waist and sluttier child bearing hips. Man needs to close his FUCKING LEGS!

Notes:

HEY REALLY QUICK IMPORTAINT NOTE: So in this chapter there's gonna be a lot of references to religion and a surprise and ONE mention of Dubcon at the end. If you are uncomfortable feel free to skip this chapter. If you want to skip the chapter but you want to see the surprise I’ll leave a note at the end.   Also sorry this took so long to get out, I was having a hard time getting inspiration for this and then my computer broke. And on top of that a good 30 minutes of work was Deleted! Fuck ao3

It's been a few weeks since you've met Fizzarolli. He hasn't Been able to find anything but you're hopeful because you'll actually get to see him again at the end of the week for the kings annual holiday party. To top it all off you haven't bought a single present for anyone (plus you're not even sure who it's appropriate to buy presents for).

But none of that is what you were concerned with right now. No, right now you have to convince the short blond idiot in front of you not to wear a green tree print tux embroidered top to bottom in tinsel, lights, and other decorations.

"First of all, you are NOT coming with me to my parents dinner-"

"Of course I am! I have to introduce myself to my new in-laws." He cuts you off playfully sticking out his forked tongue.

"I figured you'd overstep again." You sighed. "If that's the case then secondly you cannot wear that to this dinner. All of my brothers are gonna be there, plus Lilian is gonna be there. I want to make a good impression so that you don't kill them."

"Okay fine. What do you want me to wear?" He sighed. Under his happy exterior he was fairly nervous.

You went into his closet and looked through his clothes. "We also need to set up some ground rules. My entire family is veryreligious and while I'm no Mother Teresa I still don't want them to worry about me."

"Teresa was such a goodie two shoes. I observed her when she was alive and she was even more virtuous than anyone else makes her out to be." He sighed and looked toward the ground for a moment. "She... reminds me of someone I knew back in heaven. Or she did, but the angel I knew... changed"

"Really? You don't talk about your past much."

"...You said you had ground rules for me." Lucifer avoided your eyes as he changed the subject.

"Firstly, don't tell them anything about you being the devil; or about heaven or hell; oh or about our situation. Secondly, don't mention Charlie; I don't want them freaking out about you being billions of years older than me, or about the fact that you have a daughter whose old enough to be my sister."

"She's actually old enough to be your great grandma."

"And you don't find any problem with this relationship."

"Darling look I know that we're an... ahem... unusual couple but I can't go on without you. I'll do anything to have you." He cups your chin and forces a kiss.

"Rule three, you are not allowed to be overly sexual. I have four brothers and three of them have kids so no groping me and no talking about how you wanna diddle my holes in my sleep."

"That's disgusting, I wouldn't do that to you." He defended against your accusation. 

"Okay we should probably go over each of my family members and their jobs. I hope we'll have enough time to go over this and get them presents."

"Don't worry! We'll just give each of them $10,000."

"Hells currency isn't going to be valuable on earth.

"I know. But for all your protests towards my affection you sure seem to forget who I am. I'm the Devil darling. I have pretty much every politician in my pocket. Here check this out!" He pulled you away from the clothes and into a side room off of his bedroom. Never a good thing to have. He shows you a room that's mostly filled with carnival games. "Here I'll spin this wheel, you take a dart and throw it at them. Whoever it lands on I'll go have a little chat with."

"How about you do that and I'll go pick out something for you to wear." This was just too weird. "If you're absolutely serious we'll need 14 grand."

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About an hour later you two were sitting in the kitchen going over your family members. He wore the red sweater with a big duck plastered on the front and black pants you'd picked out. It was annoying having him matching your red sweater and floor length black skirt but nothing could be done about it considering the only other option was letting him dress like an idiot.

"Okay so my Mom’s name is Janice, she likes crafts. Dad's name is Dalton and he and my oldest brother Austin like to weld and woodwork. Austin is divorced and has only one girl, her name is Monika. Don't worry she's probably not gonna want to talk to anyone let alone you. My next oldest brother is Peter who's married to Margaret and they has twin boys named Christopher and Evan. Everyone calls Christopher CC though, since he likes that the best. The twins and their dad like rollercoasters and the batfam. Dallas is the brother I'm closest with and he is the epitome of middle child, very class clown type. He has two kids a boy names James and a girl named Missy. He lost his wife last year so don't don't bring it up okay? And finally my spoiled brother Michael. He's the youngest son, my mom's pride and joy. The golden boy, her favorite. Him and his Fiancée got married this summer in July. She despises me so whatever you do bite your tongue and be as nice as you can to her okay? The last thing I need is for Maggie to start crying."

"Golden boy Michael hits a bit to close to home for me." Lucifer looked away from you. Just anywhere away from your figure.

'Oh like that isn't your fault.' You thought, thankful that he couldn't read your mind. "Got all that?"

"Yep." He motions to a notepad that he wrote it all down on. "Quick question. What's the "BatFam"?"

"Bat family. Like Batman and all his robins. Here I should have a picture on my old phone of them last year trick or treating. Peter was Batman, Margaret was cat woman, Evan was Nightwing AKA Dick Grayson, and CC was the fifth robin, Damien Wayne."

"What about your old roommate?"

"Lilian moved in with her uncle when we were 14. He worked a lot to provide for her so she was left alone most holidays. I invited her over one year and she basically became part of the family. Are you ready to go? The fudge I made yesterday has probably settled by now."

"Yeah, let's go." He held out his hand. You took the fudge in your hands instead. He frowned and opened the portal. You both stepped through and found yourselves at your parents house. Lucifer knocked on the door and 

"Auntie!" James shouted from behind the CC who'd opened the door.

"Hi auntie!" CC smiled as the two boys hugged you.

"Hi boys! Let me get inside and put the fudge down." You smiled warmly, not noticing the short man behind you seething. Yes Lucifer knew how childish it was to be jealous of two young boys, and your nephews at that, but he couldn't help it. You smiled so warmly at them and you gave them the attention he so desperately craved.

You two walked in with the boys in toe. 

"How's my favorite baby sister?" Dallas asked as you set the fudge down on the counter and he picked you up to twirl you from behind. "Better not be doing the Devil’s Tango with that deviant." He teased quietly so only you heard him.

You giggled. "I'm doing fine."

"You better be! Do you know how worried we were when Lilian told us you ran away with your fiancé! None of us even knew you were engaged! Why didn't you tell us?" Austin pulled you out of Dallas's hold and squeezed your shoulders protectively.

"Her and I had a bit of a spur of the moment engagement. I mean if it feels right and they’re the one, why not tie the knot." Lucifer put his arm around your waist. "Hi, call me Lucy. Lucy Magne." He held out his other hand for either of your brothers to take. Austin takes his hand and his eyes widens when he feels the Devils cold black hand.

"Sorry. It's a skin condition. Very rare. Not hereditary."

"Uh huh." Austin looked suspiciously at him.

"Bestie!" Lilian runs up to you.

"Lilian hi! I- oof!” You were cut off by her hug.

"Why didn't you tell me you got a sugar daddy?" She whispered.

"A what?!" You blushed.

"Come on I'm not dumb. A man shows up in a clean white suit and asks about all the things you like. He says he wants to provide for you. It's so obvious it's painful."

"Well it's not as simple as that." You tried to explain but you were pulled away by your parents.

"Sweetheart! Where have you been? So much has happened in these past four months." Your mom hugged you. "I'm sorry mom. Things just happened and my life got kinda hectic."

"You're not pregnant are you?" She asked.

"What? No."

"Then why did you drop out of college? You practically fell off the face of the earth. You're only 19, you should live your life. You don't need to grow up so quickly. We already have 5 grandchildren, you don't need to rush into marriage and family life. You should enjoy being young."

"I know mom." 'But I don't really have a choice.' "Him and I aren't rushing in to anything like that though. He's just… passionate about me and kinda��� clingy."

"Come on Janice. We raised our girl right. She knows not to run around with degenerates." Your father came up to you both and squeezed your mother’s shoulder reassuringly. "Hi pumpkin." He turned to you.

"Hi dad." You two hugged each other. He led you over to the dining table and sat you down next to Lucifer who was arm wrestling with Monika.

"Why you going easy on me, old man? Just cause I'm a girl?"

"Haha… hah…" He chuckled awkwardly. "Who is she Goliath? I wasn't going easy on her." He whispered to you.

You looked at Monika. "Suplex him next." You smiled towards her as Lucifer's face fell. "It's nice to see you off your phone for once Monika."

"I guess I'm in a holiday mood since it's nearly Christmas." Everyone eventually came over to the table to eat.

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After about an hour of talking with your siblings you heard crying coming from the playroom your parents built decades ago.

"Is anyone hurt? Did the bookshelf fall down on someone? Did the curtain rod smack someone on the head?"

"Your freaky Fiancé made Missy cry." Evan pointed at you accusingly as James held the tot in his arms.

"What did you do?" You asked Furiously.

"Nothing." He held his arms up defensively. "It was just some light teasing."

"He said the goat man was gonna eat me!" Missy sniffled. 

"What goat man?" You rubbed her cheeks, whipping her tears away.

"Krampus." James answered.

"I didn’t say he was gonna eat her. I said Krampus beats naughty children who don't share with their siblings." Lucifer explained.

"I didn't even want the stuffed moose that badly. I swear I didn’t Auntie."

You shushed James and turned to the Devil. "What is wrong with you?! Why would you think that’s okay to say to CHILDREN?!"

"Honey I-"

You ran your hand through your hair. "You know what? I want you out. I’ll see you tomorrow but right now I need to be alone."

"What…?" His eyes widened.

"Leave. You've caused enough commotion for my family. My brother Austin thinks you're a creep. My mom, Dallas, and Lilian all think you're a deviant. And now you're traumatizing my niece and Nephews."

He left out the back door and you explained the situation to your parents afterwards.

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"Okay seriously this guy’s bad news sis." Michael persuaded as you two sat on the couch. It's been almost an hour and things are starting to die down. You and your youngest older brother sat in the kitchen talking by the island. "Look I know we've never been super close but you're my favorite sister and I worry about you. Without you, I'd be the one they shirk responsibility of watching the kids onto."

You rolled your eyes. 'Of course.' "So what do you suggest I do now?"

"Dump him. It's not like you need to get married. I mean, come on. You? A wife? HA! No, you're not the marriage type."

"I suppose. The only problem is that I can't get this stupid ring off." You look away. He goes to the cabinet and pulls out some vinegar. He grabs your hand and pours a bit on your ring but it won't come off. He pulled and pulled but it still wouldn't come off.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING TO MY BRIDE?!" A distorted voice came from the Fireplace in the living room. Out stepped Lucifer back in his white suit with his top hat. His red horns popped out of his head, fire sprouting between them. Just like at the ball; only this time he sprouted a tail. He grabbed you and pulled you toward the fireplace.

"NO! LET ME GO!" You thrashed in his hold. In a Last ditch Effort you grabbed the crucifix hanging on the wall and said, "Matthew 10:14 Begone Satan!"

"Ow! First of all it only works if you say the whole thing. Secondly IM NOT HIM!!" He slapped the cross out of your hand and slapped you to the floor. "AND FINALLY YOU REMEMBER WHAT I SAID WOULD HAPPEN IF YOU EVER BROUGHT UP THAT BOOK AGAIN. HOW ABOUT I KILL YOUR FAMILY INSTEAD SO YOU LEARN NOT TO FUCK WITH ME- Ah!" You two were cut off by a shot ringing out throughout the house and your dad holding a smoking shotgun in the doorway. "FUCK YOU! THAT’S GONNA BRUISE LIKE A BITCH TOMORROW!!"

"NO NO NO, PLEASE PLEASE. I'll do anything you want but please don't hurt my family." You clung to his striped vest as hot, fat tears ran down your face. 

His cheeks flushed at the sight of you sobbing, begging on the ground. He bit his lip as he fantasized about all the things he could do to you here and now.

"Stop! His skin is turning red! You're making him angrier!" Michael called.

"Shut up you horse-shit eater! Ah!" He cried as your mom rushed in and sprayed him with holy water. A few places on him started to blister like a burn. A few on his right horn and arm and one on the shell of his ear.

"PLEASE! ILL DO ANYTHING!" You begged, wrapping your arms around his small waist.

"I'll spare them if you vow to never contact them again. And I get to do whatever I want to you tonight."

"Deal!"

"NO!" Several members of your family shout. He envelopes your hand as a fiery illusion overtakes both of your hands and he pulls you into the fireplace.

Notes:

Yep, your dad has a shotgun now! Yay?j

[cru5h-cascades]

Emio ARG Update (I guess??) (written 7-15-24)

So... currently I'm going through the Nitter account and translating every since instance of Japaneese text.

Here's some noteworthy stuff I found using this translator and my thoughts on these things. As to how accurate this is I dunno but I think this'll give us a decent idea of what the Japaneese text on the Nitter account.

ライブ (posted 20 hours prior to writing this post) = live preformance

見る (posted 18 hours prior to writing this post) = view (as in see)

People are thinking that something Emio related is gonna show up soon (like this Wednesday). Maybe this might be hinting at something like that? Who knows but I think I have an alternate idea as to why those are there, which I'll explain once I get to them.

次の回文日付 (posted July 12) = next palindrome date

The next palindrome date is on the 20th next May. Possible hint at a release date?

歌う (posted July 14) = sing

There seems to be an emphasis on music when it comes to the marketing of this game I think. The trailer featuring only the lil' snippet of music and the mystery audio from the Nitter account (it's not there anymore but I reuploaded the snippet here in case if y'all wanna do anything with it).

My theory: something happened to possibly the Smiling Man (who may or may not have also been a victim of domestic violence, however maybe there's a chance he could be a domestic abuser himself) during a live preformance of sorts that drove him mad and made him what he is now.

Ight here's probably one of the most interesting things I found:

コリンヌ…? (posted July 13) = Corinne…?

... Corinne. We've all been asking who tf Emio is but ABSOLUTELY NOBODY IS ASKING WHO TF CORINNE IS. Damn the questions are really starting to pile up here, huh? Perhaps Corinne could be somebody the Smiling Man (assuming he's the one asking this question) was super close to. Maybe a former lover? Hell, maybe the character the play as.

Those were just some of the more note-worthy posts I found. There's more but I either thought they weren't as importaint or I just had no clue what to make of them.

As you may or may not know, the account has been changing its username from E...? or something like that to adding more letters to spell out Emio... or so peole thought. Today, this is what the account changed its name to. Emi. Just Emi. Perhaps another character? Or, and this is a stretch, an alter ego of the Smiling Man (assuming he's named Emio)? Who knows...

All eyes on this account, everyone. And all eyes on this Wednesday in case if something new DOES come out.

[felisuuu]

Omg hi + Some new ideas for the AU I am making idk is I should call it StatueAU or give it a proper name

Sorry guys just been busy with school recently and was having a minor art block but yes I still plan on doing this AU I am gonna make the designs for it maybe in the next post if possible and then I will start writing cause I already have a good grasp of what I want to do with this silly little AU of mine

Anyways speaking of silly have Lucifer aka Gabriel eating an alternate apple 🤯 (also uh spoiler and caution there is gonna be a bit of canibalism in the AU aka Alternates eating other alternates but more in a food chain way than any other reason like the statue cult)

(another spoiler and clarification yes Gabriel also canibalizes the alternates sometimes and no don't worry that isn't N, N has a more importaint role according to Lucifer than some random apple alternate that's about it)

Ok a bit of an update to the AU, I got this idea thanks to a very nice person on reddit suggesting it when I first asked about peoples thoughts on this AU:

So when you are alone near an alternate statue, the alternate moves and tries to snatch you and spread the word of god aka this AU's version of M.A.D - that is like the basic stuff that alternate statues do and you need to stare at them in order to pass them. BUT bUT here is the twist, the more you stare at them, the more distorted and creepy they become which makes the chance of looking away higher and the chance of containing M.A.D sky rocket. And human prey are very importaint to the cult that Lucifer (Gabriel) made especially to Lucifer himself since he uses humans to create the new generation of alternate statues unlike the old ones where he tried to use God's method of creating humans for the alternates, but let's just say he isn't the greatest sculptor...

Also Lucifer can shapeshift into any kind of Bird and "turn into" a statue himself because I said so because powers. (He prefers to usually be either a Dove or a Swan)

yes so that is about it for this post enjoy your food and stay hydrated

[bobbybutterfly]

Saki Sanobashi fanart!

I kind of failed this week to post my Stardew Valley fic. The last two chapters are going to need some more work. Chapter four should be coming out tomorow.

Instead enjoy this picture!

TW for the post:

mentions of suicide and bullying

I love fandoms that pop up around stuff like Goncharov where there's practically no original work. I kind of want sometimes that people stop trying to find the Go for a Punch anime. Not because I wouldn't want the anime to be real. From what I heard it sounds fucking awesome. Shoujo Tsubaki is one of my favorite movies of all time. Probably because it reminds me of my favorite book Lolita.

The reason why I want people to stop searching for the anime is that Saki Sanobashi to me is the fanart and fanfiction. Saki Sanobashi can be so many things. But once we would find the anime, it would be one definitive thing.

Do you understand what I'm getting at?

Anyway. Here are some of my personal ideas for the story of Go for a Punch:

Saki (the girl in the picture) is a personification of the bathroom. The bathroom being like a Lovecraftian creature that feasts on people that commit suicide in it. First trapping people that have suicidal thoughts and then having Saki convince them to go through with it. Kind of like the view from half way down. Where you know you're going to die for certain but you're still alive. Maybe Saki is even a comforting presence, helping people to the other side.

The bathroom could be like a purgatory where you end up when you attempt suicide. I remember there's this girl in one of the summaries of the anime that is super optimistic about getting out the bathroom. She could represent life and Saki would represent death. Each of them trying to convince you that she's right with philosophical arguments.

In the first case I imagine that at first you would think Saki is just one of the girls. She then subtally manipulates all the girls into killing themselves leaving her the last one standing. All the bodies dissapear. Saki maybe smiles to herself. Then when the new girl wakes up in the bathroom and Saki pretends like she too just got there. Repeating the whole cycle.

The second case would be far more hopeful. Because some of the girls will get out of the bathroom in the end. Once again it wouldn't ever be said that Saki or the other girl are like supernatural beings. At first you would think that they are just like the other girls, ordinary highschoolers. At the end you would realize that maybe there was something more going on with those two.

In both cases the bathroom would be like a school one. And all the girls would be in a school uniform. Yeah. In the original they are suposed because anime got to anime. But in my versions the girls would committ suicide because of school bullying so the school thing is pretty importaint. They would also be from diffrent schools, so they wouldn't know each other before the bathroom. Maybe at the end of the second case two girls that survive by becoming friends end up meeting in the real world.

It's really late where I am. So I got to end this post quick. I don't feel like writting a fanfiction based off these ideas at the moment. For the first time in my life really I'm getting the help I need and I don't want to screw up my relatively stable mind thinking about the philosophy of suicide. Maybe when I'm going to feel better. But when I feel better then I tend to gravitate to happier subject matter.

Ither case, feel free to use my ideas for your own work. Please message me if you do because I would like to read it. I might even do some original art for it if I like it.

And don't forget to credit me!!!!

Bobby out!

[renee-writer]

The Dan Bongino Show 🔥[ IMPORTAINT ] Explosive New Evidence Of Election ...

[thumpersdae]

ok so theres no art this week because ive been sorta overwhelmed. so instead for my weekly post i want to share a new chart (charts my beloved).

so i see this post, that basically has this chart:

(only except it's better made. if anyone can find this of post i would love to link it)

and im like oh that is Absoultly true about me. so i copy the chart and try to sort my to-do list into it, and i realize after a while that its really hard for me to actually judge where things belong on this. so i made collums and rows with specific deliniations for how importaint/how fast things are. seen here

then i added colors (because im me) to show how wigged out i should be about the things i need to do.

and then i thought. "this feels helpful! i should share!" And then I started a post about it. and scheduled it. and fell asleep, and it got posted without me clarifying, and no one interacted. and then i had the thought "does this makes sense?" so now I'm re-editing the post and rebloging it, in hope that someone else might find this useful.

[evilmemories]

the night before vita and her friends were informed trough their breifing of the disorder going on in another planet and other bad news mixed in with the fun things for the week

vita and her friends tended to ignore the bad news and talk about the fun stuff like that other planet that always helped their own trough their deal where that planet (i think) can use their NMPGM (again, whatever that is) in excange for resources from that planet (which is a dangerous planet), these deals served their planet well as people often tried to invade their networks

vita doesnt understand war, she doesnt understand why people would fight over things that to her seem so trivial, with the quote "its not like finding things to be happy about is that hard"

the narrator says this is importaint.

the day she received the strange signal it gave her coordinates, she looked them up but since nothing came after for a while she just continued work, ever mindful of whatever that was

this conversation takes place

the voice tells her to look up "Petorh" and hangs up

vita tiem >:)

[emile-hides]

How about some Winston headcanons? I feel like he's the less loved in the community

I can’t IMAGINE why he’s a good ape boy and I love him.

In my AU(?)/Happy ending whatever where all the Heroes just, like, in a compound/commune together as Overwatch soldiers, Winston is the unofficial “official” leader of the new Overwatch. He greets new recruits, gives assignments, calls meetings. He does it all and he’s happy to do it. (Jack is the official official leader, but all he does is thank the families of soldiers for being so brave and patient.)

Winston does his best to understand and communicate with every member of Overwatch. He’s not as all knowing as Reinhardt is on this kind of thing, but he’s doing his best.

Winston spends a lot of his down time with Tracer and Mei, reading or talking about science-y things. He also spends time with Zenyatta talking about everyone’s mental health, he really worries about them.

He’s the only one to beat Zarya in a who can throw this random object the farthest competition. He’s yet to beat her at arm wrestling but it’s CLOSE.

Winston still has Athena as his lab assistant and secretary. He’s working on a body for her, but she keeps changing her mind on what she wants to look like, so it’s taking way longer then he was expecting it to.

[chenhonks-blog]

Cant wait for may 19th

[headingalaxys-spicy]

To prepare for college this year, I’m spending some time in my dorm before the semester starts. It’s the farthest I’ve ever been from home alone (like multiple states away) and I’m actually kinda scared. Could I pretty please have France, America, Canada, and or Germany and Italy comforting a friend via a phone call or something?? Doesn’t have to be anything fancy, just fluffy would be nice. Thank you so much in advance! I really love your works! :)

I’m glad you like my work thank you. 🥹

Anyways…

*BUSTS DOWN DOOR WITH 2P AMERICA’s BAT because I came here to BEAT UP THE SADNESS*

Some of these are voicemails that are meant to be supportive and be funny distractions. There are two dialogues because I couldn’t think of anything but all of them but, the same I hope you like it. And congratulations on a new year in college you’re going to do great.

🇺🇸 America 🇺🇸

“Yo Y/N How are you? How was the flight? How is (university name)? Have you met anyone yet that you have super awesome super hero movie marathons with? I also heard that there was this weird school tradition that your school does where students run around in their underwear during finals? Dude that sounds wicked awesome! Your school knows how to party! I want to join you ! ahahahahahaha!”

He lets out his signature boisterous heroic laugh. He goes on about Halloween plans and other things he wants to do with you on that weekend. He also wanted to take you apple picking, have cozy bonfires and cuddles sessions, pumpkin carving, and scaring the living hell out of Arthur. At least for now you knew you had a friend who’d come to visit you while you started this new chapter in life.

🇨🇦 Canada 🇨🇦

“Hey Y/N how are you?” He detected the concern in his gentle voice.

“I’m alright.” You say in a low cracking voice.

You got up from your bottom bunk bed in your dorm room. It was 20:13 and you wanted to watch the sun sink below the city’s outline. You glided your eyes across the campus watching few spots move about in your vision. Not too many people were on campus just yet and not all summer sessions had ended. You had been lost in your foggy tangled forest of thought you didn’t reconizge that you hadn’t responded to Matthew’s question. You remaind silent for over a minute. This prompted Matthew to repeat your nave several times until he reached his chreshendo that pulled your attention back to him. But you were still in your emotional haze.

“Are you sure you don’t need me to come and comfort you ASAP? I can if you’re really not feeling so well. I know it’s hard but I know you can do it. But you’re also really far away.”

“You’re right Matthew. It is all overwhelming and even just a little bit scary.” You think about all of the bad scenarios running through your mind and you feel your heart start to race and maybe even a few tears make their way to your eyes.

“Of course. Being an adult tends to be that way but, you are one of the strongest people I know…Building the life that you’ve always have wanted. Going through this is importaint but you can do it I know you can.”

The swirling tornado of emotions froze and you still had those lingering feelings with less intsneity.

After another long pause you told Matthew.

“Don’t worry Matt. I can survive until I see you and the FACE family again for camping in September. Where we’re going to prank FRA-”

“ALFRED!” Matthew Shouts. He was still seething over the curel prank that his older brother pulled on him last year.

“Ahem. Sorry aboot that Y/N hahah…Anyways I believe in you have fun and make sure you try all the best pancakes in your university’s cafes!”

🇫🇷 France 🇫🇷

“Oh mon ami how are you?”

“Fine I guess…..” He caught on to your lack of sparkle in your voice.

“Tell me darling what is it? This is your dream school no? Why so glum?”

You take in a deep breath and explain to him in detail all of the sad feelings that washed over you like high tides during a full moon. You tell him about the loneliness and how the separtaion makes you long to be at home and far away from your current location. This profound chnage in your life was overwhelming and you had no one to give you one of the good tight hugs that only people who knew you well knew how to give. Your voice was cracking over the speaker and France being an empath felt his own heart begin to crumble at your distress with the introduction of a new chapter in your life. He reained quiet and allowed you to drain your heart of sadness. The air was filled with your range of emotions and that helped clear your mind just a little. You wouldnn’t be like this always. But for now it was okay to feel the feels.

“You know I’m glad you’re talking to me Y/N. Is there any other way I can help you? I have already started to prepare a care package to send to you that has the most luxurious sweets. Macaroons, Madeleines, Mille Feuille, Mendiants, Mousse au Chocolat. It will be the magnificent MMMMMMM box.”

(I’m sorry, not sorry XD)

“Good-bye Francis.” You hang up with a deadpan look on your face and the faint traces of a smile trying to bust out.

“Wait Y/N NOOOO! I LOVE YOU DON’T DO THIS TO ME!” He frantically tries to call you back.

🇩🇪 Germany 🇩🇪

*Intentionally left a voicemail while you were on your flight. He wanted to be supportive but is better when he has a script and has rehearsed his lines of what he wants to convey.*

“Y/N I hope this message finds you well. When you land make sure you get some water as you’ve been in the air for over 8 hours you’re likely dehydrated and you should find some hearty food and rest. Also I hope your okay your smile faded rather fast when your turned from the group to head into the airport. It seemed like the reality of it all was beginning to hit you. You’re far away now but never out of reach of your friends and family that care about you. We’re all a call or text message away. Anyways I’m going to do that American holiday with you this year the Friendsgiving. Ja. So I hope you don’t have any plans the weekend before Thanksgiving because I rented out a cabin in Tahoe and have a nice itinerary so we can have the most fun. Viel Glück k Y/N. I know you’ll have a good semester and make new friends and aquaintaances. And remember take breaks. Call me when you’ve settled in okay? Tschüss.”

🇮🇹 Italy 🇮🇹

*Voicemail*

“Ve Ciao Y/N I hope your flight was nice and got to see some pretty views! Check your dorm entrance in 20 minutes there will be an Italian delivery guy that I know who runs one of the best Italian cuisine places in your area. I hope you like it it has a 5 course meal from the bread to the gelato and tiramisu. I know it can be lonely being in a new place but this is only temporary. You’re good at making friends. It’s how you met me hahah. Make sure we can at least talk once a week. Also we should be penpals we’re far away enough to where sending letters nowadays is a way we can make our friendship even more special! Anways call me soon and I miss you already. Hasta la Pasta ❤️”

[ego-meliorem-esse]

July 13th, 1917

Be it from a sense of paternal concern or simply patriotic duty, Arthur made sure to leave his soldiers in the charge of an older Corporal and made his way to the quite pathetic excuse of a medical section where his son was left to rot.

Arthur had heard about the attack. He had been informed the day prior.

He had seen war and famine and sickness, but never like this. Arthur wasn't young, in any sense, and what wonders and strong political oppinions young men had, had left him a long time ago like a ship leaving the harbour in a hury to claim new land. This though, had left shock echoing within his tired, millenia old frame. He wasn't used to this.

Arthur made his way through the trenches with soldiers from every corner of the globe instantly stopping whatever they were doing prior and saluting him as if etiquette and rank mattered in hell. As if it was more importaint to greet the Higher ups than to survive long enough to even write a letter back to family. Arthur did understand that though. Routine and rules were the only thing keeping these poor and wretched souls from being consumed by thoughts of an imminent death.

The path to the section where Matthew was held was quite straightforward and quite familiar. He had marched to and from it hundreds of times and had a sort of automatic rithm in his step. Arthur made his way to the small and damp room with a fast pace indicative of familiarity, only to stop in his tracks in the shabbily built doorframe at the sight that awaited him in the corner.

Matthew sat in the corner of the sad makeshift medical section of the trenches, his back firm against the cold, damp wall.

His once-piercing blue-grey eyes were now clouded over with milky white cataracts, rendering him completely blind. The newly used gas had stolen his sight. His skin, once tanned and healthy, now bore the sickly pallor of a much older man who had endured unimaginable suffering.

Matthew's uniform, discarded in favour of his worn down undershirt, was now a tattered and stained relic of his time in the trenches. The not-white-anymore shirt clung to his emaciated frame as if decency still mattered in hell. The physical toll of the war was clear on his body. Not that Matthew would have to worry about seeing that any time soon. His hands, which had once held a rifle with resolve, now trembled even while resting on his thighs.

Despite his physical and emotional anguish, Matthew remained seated upright, his back pressed against the unforgiving, stained wall. A testament to his resilience if there was any left, a silent protest against the horrors that had taken his sight and left him broken in body and spirit.

As he sat there, his spirit reduced to a hollow shell, Matthew's face bore a mixed expression of utter defeat and complete indifference. His lips were drawn into a thin, lifeless line, and his cheeks were gaunt from the weight of his suffering. His blank, unseeing eyes stared into the abyss, as if waiting for answers and also hoping they'd never arrive.

In that moment, Matthew was not a representation of Canada; he was a young man who had been scarred and broken by the senseless brutality of war. The trenches around him buzzed with activity, but he remained isolated in his silent world of darkness and despair. The young medics job was done. He had patched Matthew up and left him to his own misery. Matthew was grateful.

Arthur stood there silently under the doorframe for what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few seconds. A strange and unfamiliar twinge of emotion plucked and pulled on his conscience. He hadn't felt guilt in quite some time. This feeling was reserved for drunken nights spent in solitude with the doors to the room he resided in firmly locked so that his sliver of self-deprecating emotion wasn't witnessed by any but himself, while he drunk himself to unconsciousness.

He preferred the emotional solitude to this.

Arthur had believed himself to be capable of most things. Especially conversation and confrontation. He was quite good at those as centuries of existence had proved. He believed himself quite skilful with words. Most of the time he knew what to say and when to say it without it resulting in unwanted and unforeseen consequences, while still making sure his opinion was heard.

Arthur had no words forming as he stood in that doorframe. If Arthur was a good man, his reasoning would be that he felt such strong empathy and sadness that words wouldn't be enough to express the sorrow he felt at that moment. If Arthur was a good man he'd run to his son, assure him that this wouldn't happen ever again and that he was safe. If Arthur was a good man he would fall on his knees in front of his oldest son and beg for forgiveness.

Arthur wasn't a good man.

He could admit to his shortcomings, but to act on them was not in his nature.

So he stood there for another 5 or 6 minutes watching his son shallowly breathe in and out, hearing the boys lungs struggle to keep up with his muscles contraction and need for air.

He must have made a noise, as Matthew's head tilted slightly to the left, almost looking at Arthur but definitely not seeing him. Arthur looked back at him.

The room was quiet, save for the desperate plea of Matthews lungs to be put out of their misery.

Sensing nothing after a few moments, Matthew turned his head back towards the blank wall ahead.

Arthur silently turned his frame around and slowly started walking the path he had taken to get here. As he took a few steps, he released the breath he didn't know he was holding.

How he longed for that whiskey bottle and that dark room where he could lock himself in and slowly drift out of consciousness instead of facing his own mistakes.

Arthur definitely was not a good man.

[otakuminami]

And with that season 4 of Young Justice comes to a close

Spoilers

Ok first and foremost

Fucking called it!

Dick faking his death and slowing his heartbeat (taught by Batman)

Also Bart!!!

Anyways onto the fight scene,

I thought it was pretty good. I liked how everyone was fighting and seemed in a way dynamic (is that the word I’m looking for?) What I’m trying to say it flowed great

My heart when Conner remembered his family from the scene when he and Clark talked back in season 1 but also him meeting the Kent’s and him being brought in and then Conner meeting Jonny (also conformation that it IS Jonathan Samuel Kent (the Jon from Super Sons) and not some random son of Superman named Jon (there are many of those)

I love that Dick told M’gann to go off on these clowns and unleash her demigoddess

And she did

I love that we got to see her go off but like also keep in control. Like you can tell that she is at full force but isn’t loosing control like she did when she was younger.

I am so glad M’comm didn’t kill Danny. I was worried there for a second. Then he started fighting and he got to fight M’comm in his mind himself.

I love that Bart after being held prisoner for days?weeks? He’s running around and it just made me smile

Till he got hit and Artemis called him kid

I love the Artemis and Dick team up!

Also when Conner didn’t “recognize Kaldur as family” I was like yeah it the beard

When M’comm fell into the boom tube to the phantom zone and M’gann said that he was happy that Conner died was just hit me so hard.

Rocket coming in hot

I was not expecting that! It was great!

I love how Metron is just like so chaotic and like so petty.

And I completely forgot about the smudge stain on the wall in the cave. I just wrote it off like that’s just a red herring or something. But the fact that it was Lor Zod made me so happy(?) because the story came like full circle kinda.

The sunrise at the end of the fight signaling a new day (a new *fill in the blank*) was pretty.

So the Villains got their own planets

M’comm got Durla which coincidently is Chameleon Boy’s home planet. They’re both shapeshifters but what is this mean in the grand scheme of things? Like we can assume that the A’ashenn become the race Chameleon Boy is. So should we assume that maybe the G’arrunn and the B’lahdenn become another race too? I heard about the theory that Saturn Girl is a descendent of M’gann so maybe?

Then we got Daxxam and Ursa. I don’t know what she’s going to do? But I do know and was thinking of this since he was first introduced, Lor Zod is Chris Kent and he is an adopted son of Lois and Clark. So that might still happen.

I loved the little moment we got with the Kent’s breaking the news about Conner to Jon and the video message of the wedding.

Everyone is at the wedding!

M’gann’s parents are here! With her sister! I love the conclusion we got with her sister saying that she’s decided to change her name back to M’ree M’orzz. I wished we got to see her more.

Gar talked to Perdita and I liked it. Perdita saying that she still loved Gar and forgives him but has moved on and so should he. It was a nice moment. While I would love for them to get back together, I also love that even though you love a person you can move on from someone and take yourself out of a relationship after a bad situation. Plus it didn’t make it seem like she is required to get back together with him just because he apologizes. Gar’s not a bad person and she knows that. But she has moved on and I think they’ll be friends.

I wonder if the break up is setting up Raven? Possible but maybe not

Also we now know that the future is back on and Conner still has his role as doing something very importaint.

Any guesses?

You know how I said everyone was at the wedding well…

ICICLE JR IS HERE!!!!!

Oh my god! I’m SO glad he made it in this season! He’s crying too!

He also caught the bouquet. (Artemis’s (new) new love interest?!?)

Lucas making the classic wedding jokes

Jon running to give them their rings was so cute!!!

The speeches they gave about their love for one another was good!

Is Black Canary hinting at Heroes in Crisis?!?

Didn’t everyone hated that?!?

Cause if I remember correctly when it came out all of you were yelling

Anyways I’m not complete sure my memory is right on that but what I remember clearly is that WALLY WEST appears in that!

Also Wally kills people

But WALLY WEST is in that ALIVE

Also why is this Black Canary’s reasoning? Like that is some people’s issues but that isn’t really the problem with someone like Gar. Gar was grieving. He was grieving poorly but grieving. He needed to be with people and to talk to them. Going to a place even if it would be more peaceful is not a guaranteed solution nor is it really a solution. It could help the solution but it doesn’t really matter at the end of the day where you get help or only matters if and what type of help you get. The reason why they have a lot of them have mental health issues is because they’re heroes. You need to find a solution to that. Not worry about how many.

That after credits scene

For one finally got an update of Mary. I’m happy they didn’t leave us hanging till next season (is there a next season?!?)

But the bigger deal is

Kara is here and I have so many questions like why was she in the Phantom Zone? Did Vandal Savage specifically chose her because he knew of her connection? Or was it a coincidence? Was it Klarion who picked her out?

Anyways overall a great season finale! It closed the some plots that had to be close this season but also hinted at more to come in the next.

I think this season was pretty good. Yes there were some problems but like at this point most shows do. While I do believe we can hope for better and expect better, I do think that this was pretty good (considering that they worked on this during the shut down I think). The arcs ranged from pretty good to great. I only really have a problem with two of the arcs. Well ones a problem and ones a question.

The problem I have with one of the arcs is Rocket’s. I just felt like it was really focused on the characters. Like the plot there was mostly set up and like everything else felt kinda well background. I did like Razer and the bugs and Rocket’s son, but I felt like it wasn’t really focused on any characters really and I know that probably sounds crazy because it probably is. Does anyone get what I’m trying to say? Like I can’t fully remember what happened besides Razer, Tomar-Re dying, Forager becoming a Green Lantern, Jay being great, Amistad being amazing, the legion and Bart and like that’s it. It just felt weaker than the others.

The question is how does Artemis’s fit into this? Like everyone had call backs to their arcs but like Artemis had none. It’s like hers could be taken away and it wouldn’t affect the plot. And that makes me mad because I loved her part. But I felt like there had to be something there and the only thing is the ending with for one Ra’s doing what Dinah talked about in a way and that ending scene with Lady Shiva and Talia looking evil which means they’re future villains. I guess? Unknown. This has me worried about what they have in store for Jason and Damian. What are your thoughts on how her arc fits?

See you guys next season!

[cru5h-cascades]

New Splatfest inkoming!

wait hol up this splatfest again? wasn't this a splatfest in Splatoon 2 and in a Japan exclusive fest? just with a third option? eh screw it.

The splatfest will be held next month from the 11th (7 PM CDT) into the 13th (7 PM CDT). Not sure what the tricolor stage will be, though (I'll update this post when I find out!).

Me, personally, I'm goin' Team Money since you don't have to be well known to be rich, just successful (even though I'm not gonna be on Team Love I'll be cheering y'all on! love's also somewhat importaint to me but not like, you know, in a romantic sense. I just wanna be sure that people are actually happy with their partner/families :) ).

Anyways..

If y'all are like me and more than one of these are importaint to you, plz tell me which one of the other options for this fest is importiant to you in the comments/reblogs!

[thelemoncoffee]

idk if i ever shared this or not, it's a bit old, but just for fun:

Au where Kokichi is a phantom thief, and Shuichi is his detective. They get all flirty and all that good saiouma stuff, but suddenly, Kokichi drops all phantom thief activity for almost a year.

While the media is doing its own thing and fear-mongering about "The Great Disappearance of the Phantom Thief", Shuichi starts to realize how much of his life the thief took up, and feels like he's missing something importaint the whole time.

Kokichi went on hiatus all the sudden cause he needed to take a mental/physical health break, and spend time with the people in his life. However, he starts to feel off and after several months of dealing with this sense of feeling lonely despite all the people around him. Kokichi realizes; he misses his beloved detective and their little interactions that always gave him so much joy, so he decides to start back up a little earlier than he planned to.

He wanted to start on newyears to make an amazing new years return, but figured another, more mysterious holliday would work well; He strikes on halloween. Once they start their antics back up together, it really starts to hit them how much they missed one another's games, company, laughter, and even touch- almost as if they're in love

[bethanysnow]

Passionate beth hours!

Everyone deserves love. No matter what you did or you think you did?? Everyone deserves to have their needs met and whatever motherfucker created the human species made it so we feel love.

It sucks, I wish I could turn off my emotions. But I cant. I'm a sad sap and sack of body ooze and I like it when people play with my hair! And I will damned if the people I care about forget that they are loved. And appreciated.

Life sucks, we suck, as people, inherently we are awful! But that doesnt negate the facts.

I have lived a werid life and the things I've learned I've learned the hard way.

People love you.

(Randomly, so werid right? You are lovable- such a odd concept) (minor sarcasm here)

You are worth keeping around

Everyone needs forgiveness and grace.

Especially from their fuckin selves!!!!!

And I'm saying that as someone who needs to follow her own advice.

Tomarrow is new. We dont know what will happen in that day.

So it could be the best day of your life!!! You could get a text from someone and it end up being super importaint and special! You could see a cute dog!!! Or that fanfic author you like could post somethin! You dont know until you get there! That is the exciting part about life. Or it could just be a day. A day where nothing particularly special happens but those days are great too. And on the bad days? Guess what?! There is tomarrow!! Where you could see a cute fuckin dog!! And that day might be easier!

I am here on this earth for god knows what reason. But I have made friends. And I think they are fuckin magical people. With hopes and dreams and wants and are so funny? My friends are amazing! We all suck together and that's super cool.

We also may hurt each other. But it matters more what we do from it. Getting back up. Talking. Rebuilding. Loving again.

I dunno what this is. I just wanted to rant.