#or if you want something else

[gibbearish]

love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking

[mynnthia]

was talking with a friend about how some of dunmeshi fаndom misunderstands kabru's initial feelings towards laios.

to sum up kabru's situation via a self-contained modernized metaphor:

kabru is like a guy who lost his entire family in a highly traumatic car accident. years later he joins a discord server and takes note of laios, another server member who seems interesting, so they start chatting. then laios reveals his special interest and favorite movie of all time is David Cronenberg's Crash (1996), and invites kabru to go watch a demolition derby with him

[levixthxn-thegirl]

@ravarui liked this for a starter

Though bounty hunters and pirates are inhabitants of the same four blues, their worlds were in some literal senses night and day from each other. At least, that's how Ambrosine saw it. Stepping from the shadows of a ruthless and cold existence, only being treated like a human weapon without individuality or autonomy to the open skies and golden horizons with opportunities and freedoms beyond her wildest dreams. A paradigm shift from endless starless night turning sharply into hopefully blush red hope of morning.

Many faces she saw only in brief glimpses when passing their bounty posters were now flesh and blood before her, some encounters better than others. Many times, Ambrosine felt underwhelmed or even silly when becoming acquainted with those who she once considered 'prey', seeing them now as ordinary or kinder than their gruff and hardened appearances may portray. Others lived up to their rotten reputation, leaving a foul and rancid taste that took the strongest of rum to burn out.

She had yet, at that point, met those who legendary few, who were in it beyond the want of gold and glory but for the love of freedom and adventure. Those who, at least in her mind and from the stories she heard from the many bars and docks she stalked for her next bounty, were worthy of the fame and grandeur that followed them. And in her secrecy, felt relief when a fellow bounty hunter failed to capture them.

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The Leviathan pirates were well into their merry making at the quaint bar at the equally quaint port side town. Despite their ghoulish appearance, the crew were leading shanties, drunkenly jigging along the wooden floor with the other patrons. The co-captain Ambrosine, however, found her place watching her crew from corner set at the bar, laughing as she told the bar maid with the lovely honey curls about the superstitions of Emerald Island, particularly about a certain phantasmal black dog.

"W-wait, huh? Nuh, uh, that's not true!" Hazel eyes twinkling in a grin as she playfully shoved her customer off the bar stool, now both clinging to each other in stop Ambrosine from falling. "Hold on now, hey!" The bar maid caught glance of an all too familiar red haired man, now motioning with a hand for him to come over. "Hey, you gotta hear this!"

[3rdsday]

Tommy basically said "the DSMP was good because it was, and still is, loved" and that basically sums up my feelings on the matter too.

[bunnieswithknives]

As much as I love angst I think it would be funny if he just didnt give af

[fefairys]

getting real fed up with my peers treating teenagers like shit. how did you forget so fucking quickly what it's like to be them. shame on you.

[bixels]

Scary Sunset.

I'm concepting things way outta order in this story, but I'm sure you can piece things together. Context is for a storybeat where, after defeating and capturing Adagio (thus having all three sirens in her possession), Sunset enacts her revenge plot to release the sirens on Canterlot as Thea discovers she's been manipulated. In a confrontation, the two scuffle and fight over the siren orbs while Sunset struggles with her conflicting wants and emotions.

[grimfantas]

10 years in the future for Nanako-chan

[cherrywhite]

hey silt verses? I just want to talk

[musubiki]

balor + ponytail (feat my farmer isa)

[halorvic]

🤝

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The musical episode.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[shivunin]

Because I have just seen this specific thing for the second time, I would like to say:

If I reblog your art, I do not expect you to reblog (or share!) my fic in return

If I comment on your fic, I do not expect you to comment on (or read!) mine in return

My enjoyment of anyone's work does not come with strings or expectations

My friendship is not a bill that you will have to pay later

That's it!

[slavhew]

look at this idiot not aware that his body is warm and his touch comforting everyone point and laugh

[hai-nae]

if you want love, you're gonna have to go through the pain,

if you want love, you're gonna have to learn how to change,

if you want trust, you're gonna have to give some away.

[soracities]

i dont know how else to put this but to approach books (or any media, really) solely for the sake of relatability is genuinely incredibly heartbreaking......to have such little (or such unwilling) imaginative scope that you cannot stretch yourself, even marginally, in a different direction to what you’ve known or are used to knowing when the very POINT of stories is to transport you somewhere else, into someone else, so you can do just that........when fran lebowiz said a book “is supposed to be a door!” and george saunders said good prose “is like empathy training wheels” they were right!!! they were so so so SO absolutely entirely right!!!!!