#since technically it already happened

[puppppppppy]

adhd is when you shoot for the moon but you forgot the rocket fuel and by the time you realize it everyones already on the moon and then you panic and crash into the sun and it explodes

[lunar-oceansong]

had a realization bear WITH me for the angst of it all-

i saw someone mention that hoyoverse has been keeping Sethos oddly relevant ever since he came out. obviously this made me realize, huh, yeah, they've brought him up a lot. his first appearance, the sabzeruz, wanderer's b-day art, and now he's gonna get a pose in the imaginarium theatre's next update. i honestly don't remember them keeping a 4-star relevant for this long.

which, y'know, obviously this would imply that hoyoverse has plans. which is when it hit me.

Sethos losing his piece of godly power mirrors Wanderer losing the electro gnosis. we all know this.

the next place we're going to is Nod-Krai, and we've been told that's Dottore's main base. Dottore specifically did a lot of experiments with dead god remains and all that- i will admit, i'm not an expert on this area, but like,

is. it not. really similar to what Sethos and Cyno got. is that not something Dottore would be interested in.

not to mention Sethos has like. a whole bunch of secret information that's been hidden from the rest of the world for an extended period of time.

am i crazy? am i insane? would they really make Wanderer get involved in the Nod-Krai arc by having Dottore/Dottore's men attack the Temple of Silence? or more specifically attack/kidnap Sethos??? i feel nuts. i feel insane. someone talk some sense into me-

[genshin-projection]

revealing these "most deployed" stats had me laughing so much. can you Guess. can you Guess who my favorite character is

[bl-bracket]

Poorest Little Meow Meow - Loser's Bracket Round 9: Kenta (Pit Babe) vs Zongzheng Huaien (Meet You at the Blossom)

[Submitted Reasons Under Cut]

Kenta: Morally questionable: Kenta participated in human trafficking, attempted to murder his first love, kidnapped his brother, convinced multiple people to sabotage Babe’s car on separate occasions, killed his own father Pathetic and or pitiful: Kenta’s tits are so big because they’re full of angst. Did he enjoy any of his crimes? No, but he did them anyways because he had been groomed into a tool from a young age. Was not given the privilege to leave the house as a child. Had a tragic unfulfilled love. Physically and emotionally abused by his father repeatedly throughout the show. Cries in the bathroom when no one is looking. Referred to as a dog by multiple people. Gets on his knees and begs for his father’s forgiveness for not being evil enough, but still gets stepped on and told he was never seen as a son. Saves the heroes of the story and ends up alone and discarded at the end.

Zongzheng Huaien: This feral cat went from pushing his excitable puppy boyfriend away to nearly razing a brothel to the ground because his beloved was there. He got his poor naive boyfriend to agree to forgive him for any misdeed, then promptly knocked him out, kidnapped his adopted sister, got him and his parents arrested and nearly executed, enabled a spiteful frenemy to torture said boyfriend and hit him with a curse so devastating it is literally killing him from the inside out, then shows up wearing the jewelry he pretended to hate when it was given to him expecting to kiss and be loveydovey. He has said that he will have Xiao Bao no matter what, willing or no, and he will torch the earth otherwise. He is a beautiful idiot who was abused by the man who brought him up and never knew love; now that he has fallen ass over teakettle in love he is going to make it everyone else’s problem. I love him so much.

[girlivealwaysbean]

can someone tell me how to keep going if your hardwork does pay off but you don't feel anything when you achieve your goal just relief and numb again

[theygender]

Man I'm already disappointed to be working in the business field anyway but if it's going to mean mass corporate layoffs every 1-2 years as a standard practice then I might just disappear into the mountains

[hymnoire]

"and you.. who are you?" ( for my boy @homelander-rp-blog for any of your muses! for apocalypse au! )

Six months ago, during the war, Gaya fell and broke. Shot in the stomach, ejected through a window that cracked open, twenty floors high. Her spine shattered, her left arm snapped like glass, and her iliac wings were pulverized. She bled out on the pavement, dead. Technology had advanced in this new chapter of the world, enough to piece her body back together, enough to merge flesh with steel and thread her nerves through circuits. Her left arm and her spine were fully replaced, bionic. Neural pathways were rerouted through a matrix of living code. Her body healed, but she was no longer just human. Half a woman, half a machine. That same technology is what tore the world apart. It began in secrecy, in government labs chasing transcendence, trying to rewrite the limits of the human condition. But the secret didn’t stay buried. Titan, a terrorist syndicate with no face and endless reach, stole the research before the government could even lie about it. By the time Titan was found, it was too late. They were out for blood, and they got it. Gaya always believed humans shouldn’t play God and she was right. Sadly, she still failed to stop what came next. The war that followed wasn’t just civil, it was apocalyptic. Titan’s stolen tech created HumanAIs, hybrids built for war, programmed to kill who inevitably start killing regular humans. What started as a silent war became a global one, spiraling out of control. Now, what's left of humanity hides. Scattered. Starving. The cities belong to the HumanAIs who operate for Titan, soulless, and ruthless. The rest of the world is a crumbling wasteland of rusted skeletons and toxic air. Humans live in exile, in otarcy, a kind of existence where survival is a full-time job and trust is extinct. Many wander the red deserts, where wind doesn’t blow and the sky forgets to rain. Gaya hasn’t awakened yet from her recovery and surgery, she still lies in a bed made of glass, intubated, in a room that’s kept hidden. A room watched over by Kaeleena.

Kaeleena stands like a ghost wrapped in ivory, a vision so pristine it feels offensive. Her dress is immaculate, the color of untouched snow, stitched from something too soft to be real, yet too perfect to be fabric. It clings and drapes with eerie fluidity, a high-collared robe that splits open like a ceremonial blade down the front, revealing thin bands of gold coiled along her ribs. Ornamental and useless, like jewelry meant for gods. Her feet are bare. Clean. Silent. She moves like she’s never touched the ground. The room she inhabits is an aberration in this post-collapse world. A sanctum of impossible luxury carved into the bones of Titan's supremacy. Glass walls rise around her like cathedral windows, refracting artificial light into dancing gold across the marbled floor. A single desk dominates the room, sleek and angular. Behind her, a massive screen displays with schematics, pulse maps, surveillance grids, and living files. One of them is labeled simply: Gayane. Cables slither from the ceiling like lazy serpents, some plugged into her desk, others drifting, whispering data and venom. The air smells of antiseptic and something older, like ozone or blood. Kaeleena leans against the edge of the desk, absurdly at ease in this sanctuary of horrors. Her eyes are pale, too pale to be fully human anymore. She was once, like all of them. When she smiles, it is with the slow satisfaction of someone who has already won. Her presence is cold. Where Gaya burned, Kaeleena freezes. She doesn’t need horns or claws. Her power is in her poise, her intelligence, and the certainty that she knows everything. Every path, every death, every betrayal. She watches John with the look of someone who already knows how the story ends. He is being escorted, not dragged or restrained, merely shadowed by the men who guard Titan’s inner sanctum. She has been expecting him. When he enters, she smiles, the curve of her lips dangerous. He asks who she is. Even if she would love to kill him, she doesn’t. Not yet. For the love of the game. “I do wonder,” she says, voice smooth as oil over glass, “if Gayane ever spoke of me, darling. I sincerely hope she did. If not... I shall be very disappointed. And I do not wear disappointment well.” They look exactly alike, Gaya and Kaeleena. Same eyes, same bone structure. But where Gaya kept the storm in her dark hair, Kaeleena bleached hers into light, so pale, almost white. Their auras, however, could not be more different. Gaya was the flame. Kaeleena, the frost.

“Who am I?” she repeats, stepping closer. Her voice is steel. “I am the villain in your precious narrative, John. Welcome to Titan. Our empire is sacred, and I…” She smiles again, this time with teeth, deranged and proud. “I am its High Priestess.” She knows exactly how far he’s come. Crossed the red deserts. Walked through cities infested with soulless machines. All for her. “Don’t tell me,” she purrs, circling him now, like the serpent in Eden, “you came all this way simply to meet your sister-in-law.” Her tone turns mocking, cruel in its sweetness. “What is it, then? Have you come to steal my beloved Gayane away from me… instead?” She leans in, eyes wide with exaggerated sorrow, a hand drifting to rest against her heart, as though to calm some violent flutter within. “I have peered into her mind, you know. I have seen the two of you, watched those fivelong years unfold like pages in a sickeningly intimate little novel. The investigations, the dates, the whispered conspiracies, the moments where death breathed down your necks and you clung to each other like lifelines. And then, of course, the sweet, sweet love-making. I love yous in Missionary aren't as cute as you think they are.” Her lips curl with disdain, like the very memory leaves a taste of ash on her tongue. Psychotic and jealous? “She loves you. More than she ever loved me. Can you fathom that?” A low, brittle laugh slips from her throat, somewhere between a sob and a knife dragged across silk. She's deranged. “It shattered me,” she says softly, with a tragic little tilt of her head. “I’m terribly sensitive.” Then, just as quickly, her gaze turns. The softness evaporates, replaced by something cold and merciless, something that cuts. “So tell me, John,” she murmurs, voice tightening. “Do you want her back… or not?” She steps back, just slightly, her hands clasping behind her back, posture impeccable, like a queen awaiting terms of surrender. “Because I am not above bargaining and I always enjoy a good negotiation. That's how we can get to know each other.”

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

"my education is my highest priority" everything returns to vocaloid

[lesbianuhaulindustrialcomplex]

i was supposed to start writing my sociology paper thats due monday today 🙃

[dreamerchildunofficial]

So toriel knows the situation right now too?

* Just the basics. She knows time is looping, and she knows about the save points now and that I could time travel with them when we were in the Underground. And she knows about why we need to get everything into the Underground, the fact that everyone except me and Flowey will forget, and uh, the fact that we hadn't told anyone about this until basically just now.

* ...She wasn't exactly happy about that one.

* But she doesn't know about uh, the possession or that I've died before or about the Void or the fog I think, I don't think that got brought up. Basically all she needed to know to help us convince Sans that he needs to help us, she knows, but anything beyond that, she doesn't, but she could tell there were still stuff being hidden from her that she acknowledged we didn't have the time to talk about, and she asked me to explain everything to her myself next loop which... I don't know if I want to do it next loop?

* It's already been a lot, telling Alphys and Undyne everything and then going from just trying to investigate ourselves, me and Flowey that is, to having a plan of action and a lot of people working on it now. I know I can't hide it from her forever, but I think I need time to fully process all of today.

* Also, I would like to take the time next loop to try to test the upper and lower boundaries of this town to see if it really is a sphere or if there's a way to get under or over the fog. Whether that happens while Alphys, and hopefully Sans again- I don't know how well convincing him to help is going to go next round- are off in the Underground working on blueprints or not, I guess we'll see. I have to talk to Flowey about the best way to speedrun telling the important bits that everyone needs to know, and the taking notes of what Alphys and Sans said about the project would definitely help with that, so thank you again for that suggestion.

* If you or anyone has any other suggestions about what to do before the machine gets built, the ask box is always open! Or, I guess we might even have a lot more down time to talk about not important stuff since I don't know how to build a save point tracking machine, and I don't think Flowey does either.

* We'd still have to help though since they can't see it, right?

* True. But we're not exactly equipped to do most of the building.

* Fair.

* Wait, so does that mean... we essentially get to take a break?

* ...

* Maybe...?

* I don't know, it would feel really weird to just... do that.

* Well... I need one, and I miss Maddy. I haven't talked to her in apparently over half of a year.

* You??? Admitting to missing someone???

* I

* Listen, alright? I didn't uh, ACTUALLY mean I miss her, I just uh, feel bad because I've blown her off so many times when I should have been hanging out with her, and

* I can't believe you let Raz call you his friend AND you admitted to missing Maddy!!!

* WE'RE NOT

* I DIDN'T

* FUCK YOU!!!

* HEY!!! UNDYNE IS IN THE NEXT ROOM, IDIOT, STOP THROWING ROCKS AT GBGMSBGfjcmsjfmsnf

[softlypaintedseafoam]

okay, so now that i've officially decided to split my ace wip into two stories... once i get those out of my system, i think i'll focus on my non-op related wips. 2 from jjk and 1 from jjba; 2 of those will definitely be faster to work on than 1 of those

(jjba) bucciarati fic

(jjk) faerie au pt 2

(jjk) body horror au

click under the cut if you're interested in hearing more about those...

i'm pretty most people here follow me for my one piece fics, buuuut i am a multifandom writing blog so there's plenty i want to write for other fandoms. but there are 3 i want to get out of the way before adding more to my plate

bucciarati fic

this fic or the faerie au fic will likely be the first of the three posted

but yes, finally my first jjba fic proper. i've been wanting to write one for while. fun fact, this fic was tied between bucciarati and mista for the romantic lead but i ended up going with the former because mista seemed like a character i'd write for the most and i wanted to experiment outside who i'd typically write for

it's still mostly in the bare bones outlining stage though and i'm still detailing what will be completely included in this story

for now, i'm planning to do some research on naples to really get the atmosphere right

faerie au pt 2

a sequel to this oneshot and the fic that has the most likely chance of being posted first, but inspiration might really come in for a different fic and it could be posted second

i really wanted make a continuation of the prequel after all the tension it ends off on and delving more into the faerie/court politics that were touched upon

i also want to have a section on gojo's pov that i think will be in the introduction

body horror au

now this fic is going to be a hefty big boy. it's presently ~4k+ words but i'm still not halfway done with it yet. this is a wip i've been working on since last year and the only one i have that is still being written in google docs because i am actually working on something special as a fun little bonus and the formatting i want to achieve can't be done with present state ellipsus. but i'm looking so forward to you guys seeing it once it's done and out in the world

i've thought about saving it for kinktober since this is my first real chilling work, but i'm not sure i'll be able to last that long... we'll see though, we will definitely see

this is also my first time trying my hand out at writing anything horror related, so it's definitely a challenge in that regard. it's really focusing more on the thriller aspects than it is the body horror but it will still be there; things will be tagged accordingly once it's up and ready to be shared so definitely mind them, it will be 18+

once i get at least 2/3 posted (which i put 2 because the body horror fic is going to be so damn long that idk when it will be finished), i'll probably tackle two other one piece wips i have one of which is already in progress

one is for sabo and the other is for that hot ass marine from fan letter. the older brother with the brown hair. smh he just had to be a marine but i gotta get it out my system jndjnfkjnf. he at least gets ONE fic from me. it'll honestly probably only ever be the one, but who cares. he deserves it. and yes, i will be giving him a name for the fic bc idk if i can write a whole oneshot with him being nameless

the sabo fic is going to definitely be funny. to me. it's definitely going to be funny to me jfdnkjfsn at least, one part in particular. that fic is going to have a workplace annoyances to lovers thing going on, which is definitely different from my usual fair. most things i write have friends to lovers in it or the reader and character are already on good terms even if they aren't friends

i think i only have one fic (csm) where they're initially indifferent to each other if not occasionally annoyed to start. y'all know what tropes i like by now lmao

anyways- spring break is coming up soon, so that'll hopefully give me plenty of time to write to my heart's content. we'll see what gets posted during that time

[lesbiansanemi]

Person came to check out apartment today and really liked it! They seem cool and chill and I think we’ll get along well, so as soon as landlords get back to us with paperwork we’ll start filling it out. Very much a big big big relief

[surejess]

@animusvenenatus ( aiyana )

" ya know... the crows and pigeons would have a way better solution. i mean, ya don't see them down here, but they're still kickin' ! they're doin' something right without having to go all mole-person... "

[echo-s-land]

broke: Betas' sense of smell is the weakest among the dynamics/Betas are normies like us in the real world and are not sensitive to smell like Omegas and Alphas are

woke: Betas' sense of smell is actually the strongest

bespoke: Betas' nose do not have a broad sense of smell and are weaker than Omegas' and Alphas BUT they do have the strongest sense of smell still - because they can smell with their tongues (like snakes do) and have more smell receptors there than any other dynamics'. As such, they can decide of the intensity with which to scent something (not much with their nose; a lot with their tongue); are able to read the room better than the other dynamics and are still not as affected by scents as the other dynamics are

[wereh0gz]

Not feeling great abt some of my creative endeavors rn

[mimikyu-oli]

Imagine, there’s a fifth member in Michael’s friends group.

Turns out it’s his brother who travel back in time and now they’re the same age.