#or maybe catalyst

[jewishcissiekj]

fun fact I'm DUMB

[withdenim]

Sorry for the stupid line callback he was just like. Specifically requested or something. Idk .

[psychopomparia]

Do you know what's crazy about me getting Neuvi's signature weapon in a single pull today:

I was wishing as Wriothesley. cause I need to build Wrio's friendship up and he's almost at level 10.

So, now I'm imagining Wrio getting the Tome of Eternal Flow dropped into his hands and his reaction is just:

[everywaythatmatters]

The fact that Fitz isn’t even capitalized in Burrich’s dialogue until he’s almost ten years old is just. God. He’s just a little kid and he just wants to be safe and loved and he doesn’t even have a name I can’t do this

[sihtryggr]

just a big fan of his head here.

[lyss-sketchbox]

Can genshin normalize actually using the weapon youre equipped with in your attacks??? Goddammit dude i rolled these weapons because they look pretty on my characters then they just dont use it at all in their animations???

Not beating the stat stick allegations

[raindropren]

I just realized that my last post was gonna talk about how Gem is displaying actual bad behavior(i feel like a daycare teacher everytime I type out "bad behavior"...) by trying to turn everyone against Pearl and Impulse. but I totally forgot that! in my rant and ramble about Scott's stupid little silly allyship(???) with the person that wants two(aka more then half) of his teammates dead,,,, that man,,, intrigues me so...

Anyways! By Scott saying that he's trying not to enable bad behavior he's basically letting Gem's actual bad behavior fall unnoticed. He's trying to clean up Pearl's, at this point, very small mess while actively ignoring that there's a way bigger mess that's also sentient AND TRYING TO KILL HIS TEAMMATES(AKA PEARL!?!?!?).

anyways. Gem is showing some real mean girls type shit <3

[madbard]

Alright… what if Color and Red were friends?

Picture this: there is a celebration in the Omega timeline. The Stars just won a decisive victory over Nightmare’s gang. Everywhere you turn, there is someone either breathing a sigh of relief, or actively cheering on the victors.

Except those two skeletons in the corner, one with scarlet eye lights and one wreathed in vivid flames. They sit. They watch the festivities, somewhat - every few minutes one or the other checks their phone or glances around apprehensively. It seems like they are waiting for bad news, and while they don’t often acknowledge the other, it is clear that they are supporting each other in that moment.

I do think Color and Red would have been very secretive at first when it came to their connections to Killer and Dust - after all, declaring any sort of bond with a member of Nightmare’s gang could spell disaster for everyone involved. In time though, they figure it out - maybe after a few runs. Maybe Color finds out when Red is forced to kill Dust. Maybe Red finds out when Killer is dusted for associating with Color. Neither of them would want to talk about it at first, it would feel like a betrayal.

But maybe one day Red sees Dust get injured in battle. Dust is unable to contact him, and Red grows increasingly concerned… until Color pulls him aside and informs him that Dust is alive still, Killer mentioned it the last time they spoke. Over time, this becomes a habit - they keep each other up to date on what’s happening at the castle, exchanging tips on avoiding Nightmare and reasoning with his high LV workers.

Maybe they meet up after battles like this one, so the moment either Killer or Dust is able to update one of them, the other will know as well.

(Maybe there are times when they find out they failed, and then they are able to grieve in the company of one of the few other people in the multiverse who would empathize with that pain - the pain of losing someone so universally hated, someone still so precious to them.)

They understand each other. And they provide each other with small moments of comfort and companionship, in a multiverse where those feelings are far too rare.

[drinkingdeadpeopletea]

i like it So Much that the show ended without hieronymous telling anyone from midst that he blew up the moon and i like it So Much that everyone who even knows he did is dead. ping-ponging back and forth in my brain between wanting to write a scene where he eventually does tell sherman what happened and wanting to think that he really just takes that secret all the way to his grave <3 i LOVE when characters are LIARS!

[lavampira]

wip wednesday whenever

tagged by @hythlodaes and @lilas days ago - ty beloveds!! this is so late but I’ll tag @coldshrugs @scionshtola @ghostwise @creaking-skull @aphoticfairy @daggertongue @narrativefoiltrope @veeples if anyone has writing or art or other creative things to share because I’d still love to see it!! from the sidalia wip again:

“Did you mean what you said earlier?” she asks, and though she whispers, ‘tis nearly too loud in the sparse, quiet inn room.

D’alia braces for him to deflect with residual bluster, perhaps brush her off with yet another turned cheek and grumbled dismissal of the matters of the heart again, or simply allow her to float adrift in the expanding gulf of silence between them. She would not blame him, particularly after all they had been through in recent moons.

She continues to wind the bandaging around his biceps, careful with the tender flesh and scale beneath her fingers. She decidedly does not think about the memory of those selfsame arms around her that has lingered with her for some time, or the dizzying warmth that seeps into her now from his body so close to her, still wedged between his legs with his large hand gripping her thigh as she works. Nor does she look at him until he tilts his head into her focus, his sharp eyes searching her in the dim candlelight.

“And if I did?” Sidurgu returns.

A frown tugs at the corners of her mouth even as her heart flutters in her chest. You were injured because of me, D’alia wants to snap.

He doesn’t allow her the chance.

“Listen, Alia.” Sidurgu easily encircles her wrist in his warm, calloused palm, halting her work. “I meant it. If you need me.” His scaled throat bobs as he swallows and a desperate look flashes across his face. “And I— Well, I want you to need me.”

[campbenji]

do we think sammy has told yaz that her family isn't speaking to her

[l-just-want-to-see]

can i just point out that Joel was a loner for third life. he was a deranged crazy person loner during last life. in double life he had a solid alliance of two (2). in limited life he had a solid alliance of three (3)!! and with the mounders he had an alliance of… four!!!! now you might think oh fun. moving on. but no!!! the tragedy of the life series is that they are trapped in an endless cycle. the canary the widow’s alliance the dogs the crastle the seasons whatever. but Joel? he’s breaking out of his narrative.

[ducktracy]

reminder that if you're not watching Crayon Shin-chan then you are living a hollow and empty life. this is not edited. this ripped straight from the movie (Movie 8: Jungle That Invites the Storm, highly recommend for fellow Masaaki Yuasa lovers)

if you need further convincing: these monkeys run an animation sweatshop

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

The Fireborne Blade

high fantasy novella about a knight who’s planning to prove herself by retrieving a powerful fabled blade

follows her venturing into the dragon’s lair and facing it’s powerful magical effects, with a mage-squire who she doesn’t remember hiring

as well as flashback chapters of her past, preparing for this quest, an excerpts from archive records of other knights’ encounters with dragons

[mixelation]

In this reborn x2 scenario, is Tori going from publicly dating Itachi to Obito? Do people assume she's got a type or something?

i don't think anyone in their immediate social circle would think this because itachi and obito have very different ~vibes~. but to outsiders following gossip..... yeah, probably looks like tori is an uchiha chaser

tori: you're a huge downgrade tho

obito: i am

obito: but you like it >:)

[the-local-eldritch-microwave]

Swap x dream angst

I want there to be a swap centric fic where blue feels replaced by cross and almost betrayed(not really in hindsight but it’s how he feels)by dream once cross gets added to the group and the other two start to fall in love cause blue thought he was dreams special litter soldier and for the longest time had been the level headed down to earth mortal that held the group down but now cross is here almost doing the exact same thing(not really and there would be major differences that does actually matter but this is blues pov so it’s how he feels and sees the situation) and taking his place and worst of all, cross is an even better fighter! before cross came he had been content in just staying friends with dream and admiring him in secret but now that cross is here he can’t help but fear he’s missed his chance to confess and be dreams special soldier cause now he’s got a new one and he looks so happy so blue can never bring himself to say anything and now he’s just painfully longing for a relationship he will never get(cause unfortunately dream and cross are quite smitten with each other and would probably go live in a cottage together if they could).

also, bonus points if cross and dream come out as dating to the group and while they’re celebrating and Ink is cheering them on all blue can feel is the pooling dread in his stomach but forces himself to smile and push the feelings down to make dream happy, even if he can’t help but think that it should’ve been him going on the dates and getting to hold dream and do all that couple stuff with him.

then something about Nightmare revealing it in a fight yadda yadda dream confronting blue and blue being forced into the friend zone forever and accepting it instead of just shoving his feelings down and then they all live happily ever after. Or maybe it ends in a poly idk. Both endings are happy one is just more bittersweet.

and Inks just kinda there, doesn’t do anything other then be the worlds best(worst) wingman and be the best third(maybe fourth) wheeler of the century.