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Were they a mistake left by an angel Or were they a deep kiss Those dimples are illegal But I love it anyway anyway anyway
for @cordiallyfuturedwightâ¨
[cr. 0613data, trans. doolsetbangtan]
#btsgif#btsedit#userbangtan#dailybts#userdimple#usersky#annietrack#raplineuser#tuserand#tuserandi#userpat#useremmeline#usermaggie#seokjinedit#jiminedit#taehyungedit#jungkookedit#kim seokjin#park jimin#kim taehyung#jeon jungkook#bts#*#happy birthday my dearest kayla!#i'll come into your dm to tell you everything i think about you (bc tags have their limits)đ#so for now please accept this gifset with your favorite song as your birthday present#this is that rare case when it turned out pretty much exactly as it was in my head#so i hope you'll like it#it's the least i can do for your kindness and the comfort you give me here#i'm so glad i found you love youđˇ
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Today I offer you a babbyfied Shinjiham. Tomorrow? Who knows
#i wish I have a scanned because oh boy they would look so good scanned#but for now please accept this instead đ#anyway i painted some of the details here with silver gouache its not visible here but its so shiny irl omg#persona 3#persona 3 portable#shinjiro aragaki#kotone shiomi#minako arisato#shinjiham#foolmoon#asukart#watercolor
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"Stop saying Crowley won't help Aziraphale in S3 he'd go back to him in a HEARTBEAT and nothing would stop him" I get it no one likes the idea of Crowley being bitter after what happened for a long period of time but like can we at least acknowledge that he's currently going through probably the most emotional pain in his life since falling? Can we agree that he's opened his heart entirely - something you couldn't pay him to do unless the world is literally ending and he's desperate - to Aziraphale, and got shot down? Can we understand that he did it AGAIN only to lose Aziraphale again? Not that what Aziraphale did isn't without Crowley's own shortcomings (hiding the truth of Heaven's cruelty from him) but like,,,,
The appeal here isn't Scorned Crowley Doesn't Love Aziraphale Anymore, or Never Wants To Help Him Again, the appeal here is Crowley learning enough self respect to not just walk back right to Aziraphale like nothing happened after Aziraphale has had a pattern of consistently refusing him. Going years ping-ponging between "We're not friends I don't even know him" to "That's what friends are for right?" and "We're friends, why would you even say anything?" and "Friends? We're not friends. We are an angel and a demon!"
Like I get it, Crowley is a heartbreakingly forgiving person. Of course he's gonna forgive Aziraphale, I'll be surprised if he didn't forgive him by the time he walked out the bookshop door, but gdi he could at least grant himself the luxury of being at least a little irritated for longer than however long it takes to make a globe and some books float and angrily cry out to God in his flat. But due to the change of pace and dynamic that is establishing part of the conflict for Season 3, I just really like the idea of him for ONCE prioritizing himself and being like "Okay, fine. We'll get back at it when you're ready, then," instead of just taking Aziraphale back like his words and actions meant nothing to him, when clearly they have an effect on him.
What is Aziraphale going to learn if Crowley just accepts what he did so quickly, like he always has the entire time they've been friends? Idk maybe I'm just projecting too much darkness on their dynamic but I mean, if the pattern of Aziraphale pushing Crowley away/disrespecting him one day and then being fine with his friendship the next + Crowley never stopping to be like "Hey, that's not cool, at least give me a little credit" or smth was fine all along and will continue to be fine in the future, then why, after 6,000 years of being friends and loving this demon, can Aziraphale still not accept that Crowley is just fine the way he is, and instead got excited to promote him to an angel in a heartbeat once the opportunity presented itself? You can't blame all of it on Heaven when Aziraphale has demonstrated his free will/defiance to Heaven so many times. Or, I don't know, I guess maybe we can? Maybe I'm just craving too much angst to the point where I'm letting it cloud my analysis of canon. Idk.
#derpy speaks#good omens#good omens 2#no i dont think crowley is gonna ever hate aziraphale for what happened but he's allowed to be angry#he's allowed to be done with it all. he's allowed to be exhausted. just look at his face when he drives away.#meh. idk. but i dont know how i'll feel if crowley just INSTANTLY accepts aziraphale back in a situation involving#idk - ''hey help me stop the new apocalypse''#at least. without like. SOME pushback? it can even be something small like ''are you SURE you want ME to help you? do you really need me?''#doesnt have to be a straight refusal but i'd like SOME kind of action to show that crowley is putting his foot down for once#he deserves that self respect#do NOT reply saying that im insinuating that aziraphale is actively malicious or doing it on purpose.#everything he has done up until now is his own complicated response to all the trauma and guilt he's been through#but despite that crowley is STILL allowed to be upset... it's messy. i can write a whole paper about how this whole thing#is just unfortunate on both ends. again. we didnt get queerbaited we got communication baited đ#but help me out here. am i just too fandom-brained to have these expectations from the story?#is there something obvious im missing that is making me sound like a complete asshole here? do i need to get my head out of the gutter?#someone please explain it to me if so because whatever it isâ i can't find it#not queued
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Hello tf2 fandom have a cat
#team fortress 2#tf2 fanart#tf2 medic#frn.art#im so nervous about this. you are all so cool and im just here. i just know how to draw catsâŚ..#i dont even know how to play games⌠i just watched some lore videos. read the comics and now i cant leaveâŚ#please accept me into your ecosystem
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hhau rescue rambles - part III
>> part I here // part II here // hhau masterpost here <<
3,3k words. cw for this one - violence, injuries, maybe mild gore?
-- The hunters come, drawn by the loud noises of panic Grian was making, unerringly making their way towards them. They yell and holler at each other and cheer, feeling triumph from cornering their prey. Itâs going to be them who get the wanted poster reward money. Them who will get their hands on those rare, special, bright feathers.Â
They do not hesitate to approach and attack.
Scar is tightly holding onto Grian, unwilling to let go. Heâs going to protect him with everything he has, and if right now thatâs just his body? If it means being a shield? Heâll do it.
Heâs in his vex form, which allows the wounds to heal, but they still hurt. It still feels desperate. It still feels like thereâs a limit, and the enemies are approaching, cautious around the clearly feral vex.Â
Scarâs going to have to let go of Grian if they have any chance to fight them off here.
He pleads and begs, asking for Grianâs attention and trust, hoping for some coherency. Hoping, to all hells and back, that Grian can do this last thing. That he wonât run, that he wonât give up, that he wonât give himself over in some misguided attempt to protect Scar. (Thereâs no protecting Scar here. Heâs on that wanted poster as well, after all. Heâs already caught in this skirmish.)
Thereâs only one thing for them to do.
Fight.
So he looks at Grian, trying to anchor his panicked gaze, and begs him to fight with him.Â
Please, fight with me. Please, Grian. It can be the last time.
And Grian nods. He rubs the tears out of his eyes. Thereâs nothing else to do here. Heâs going to stand by Scarâs side and do his part in their survival, like always. Even if it might be the last time. (Grian definitely thinks the last time means something else here, but heâs willing to take as many hunters down with them as possible.) (He also thinks this just proves his point that heâs a beacon and heâll draw danger to Scar, constantly, always, until they die.)
They slip into something learned, feral and fierce. A flash of steel and claws, blue magic and violet feathers. The panic and exhaustion take second place, pushed away entirely by a haze of a fight, blood gathering on their hands as they cover each otherâs back.
Itâs violent. Itâs vicious.
This is how the hermit rescue party finds them.Â
Theyâve never seen Grian and Scar like this. Theyâve never seen a scene quite like this one. But the fight is far from over, and more hunters are coming, andâ The hermits donât really get time to process what theyâre seeingâwhat any of it means, a reflection of a year of horrorsâthey simply rush in to help.
Scar is relieved to see them. They can now see that Grian is alive! (And they can help keep it that way!) And Grian can see that there really is hope!
Except Grian isnât really processing that this is their friends. His mind is completely haywire, adrenaline loud in his ears. This makes no sense to him, and he doesnât have the space to stop and pause and take it in. Itâs staticky and numb and far away, nonsensical to his frightened heart. The coherency evades him.Â
Thereâs nothing here for Grian but blood and death and Scar Scar Scar Scar.
He barely dodges an arrow aimed at him and pounces at a hunter who was approaching Scar from the side. Thereâs no hesitation in his motions. No pause or remorse about fighting to death on a permadeath server. About killing, ruthlessly and brutally. Itâs long since past the time when thoughts like that felt like they hold any weight.
The hermits quickly assess that this isnât going to go well. The fight wonât easily be turned in their favour if theyâre overwhelmed by numbers. They need to go. Now.
They donât get to tell their plan to Scar and Grian. Thereâs no time. Thereâs no real way to explain anything in this chaos of a fight. They simply act.
Itâs Cub who manages to get close enough to vex-mode Scar, snapping a bracelet on his wrist.
Scar barely registers that thereâs something against his skin before he feels a sharp yank as heâs teleported away, without warning or consent.Â
Disorientedly, he finds himself on a ship, the surroundings quiet where before everything was loud. Cub is there with him, and so is Doc and Ren and Impulse. Xisuma hurries into the room, eyes wide, asking if Scarâs okay.
Scar isnât okay, because he is here and Grian isnât.
Scar isnât okay, because Grian was ready to give up and sacrifice himself before Scar found him, and now he's alone again.
Scar isnât okay, because Grian is terrified and Scar isnât there to help. He isnât there to keep him grounded. He isnât there to keep him alive through this. Heâ
 It doesnât matter that Cub promises theyâre coming. So very sure the others will join them very soon. Any second, really! Aaaaany second.
Scarâs going ballistic on the ship. Gone full vex brain, and they canât snap him out of it. Doc tries to restrain him with his bionic arm, since it can resist Scarâs claws. (Scar does not like seeing a creeper right now, either. Heâs not thinking straight.) Scarâs hair is still white, eyes shining blue, vex magic rampant in his veins as feral panic floods him, leaving him thrashing and yelling at them, demanding to see Grian. (They took him away, he canât be taken away, no nonononoâ)
Cub keeps repeating theyâre coming. Theyâre coming.
Scar keeps trying to fight back, get free, get them to listen to him. Insisting, urgent and panicky: Send me back send me back send me back.
A minute passes, then another.
The others arenât showing up.
Scarâs agitation only grows. He told them. He told them that Grian needs him! They arenât listening to him. Nobody is listening.
Impulse tells him to trust them.
Scar shouts back that he doesnât trust anybody.
Itâs bewildering and startling and wild. On top of that, Cub is freaking out, because Scarâs still in his vex form, and Cub knows all too well that itâs actively dangerous to Scar to keep holding onto that much vex magic at once for too long. That Scar needs to stop.
Scar wonât stop. Not until Grian is safe.
--
Grian isnât safe.
The fight is messy and the hermits showed up in the middle of it and Grian isnât processing any of it. He just knows someoneâs trying to grab him, and then Scar is gone, and Grianâs left in an even worse state, everything a cacophony of danger and panic.Â
Amidst the chaos of the fight, he does what he knows best: he avoids being touched. He avoids capture, which is what his brain perceives as the hermit rescue party trying to do. They need to get close to him, within touching distance, and put the bracelet on him, andâ He isnât letting them. He isnât letting anyone near him. (Anyone but Scar.) (But Scar isnât here anymore.)
Alarms blare through Grianâs head at the loss of Scarâhis only source of safety irreparably gone in a way he canât comprehendâhurtling him deeper into confusion and despair. Everythingâs a blur of blood and adrenaline, and heâs terrified.
But Scar asked him to fight, one last time. So Grian does.
--
Scar, too, fights.Â
He fights to get free, to get sent back to Grian, somehow, he doesnât care how just send him back. Heâs distressed in a way theyâve never seen, and the more time passes without the rest of the rescue party coming back, the more grim it all becomes.Â
Doc is still on Scar-restraining duty. Impulse and Ren are trying to help but are lowkey pressing themselves against the walls, trying to avoid the lash out. Cubâs still trying to get to Scar, urging him to calm down before the vex magic burns him out completely (and literally). Xisuma is anxiously counting every second that the rest of the rescue crew isnât coming, trying to process the severity of the implications without having all the informations to do so.Â
And then, finally, Pearl comes through.
Only Pearl.Â
Sheâs dazed. Sheâs bleeding.
Scar doesnât care. He tries to tackle her and demand answers, Docâs hold slipping, managing to reel him back just in time.Â
Everyoneâs now on high alert. They donât know whatâs going on down there and they also need to take care of Pearlâs injuries.Â
Turns out, Gem triggered Pearlâs teleport to get her out of there when she got severely injured. Itâs now only Grian and Gem against a whole bunch of hunters in a world that doesnât play nice.Â
Scar swivels, yanking himself free of Docâs hold. He grabs Xisuma. âSend me back.â
Pearlâs pleading the same now. She was so close to Grian! She doesnât know whatâs going to happen now that she isnât there. Now that she doesnât have a chance to reach him anymore. There was so much blood everywhere. Her injuries throb in a way sheâs never felt, dread thick on her tongue like blood.Â
She canât bear the possibility of this going wrong.Â
Nobody can.
Impulse snaps to action (as the Unhurt Sane Personâ˘). âAlright, thatâs it. Iâm going in.â
X, worried for Gem and Grian, lets him.
Which makes Scar more feral, because he also wants to go, and now he knows Xisuma is capable of sending him back. He starts straight up threatening them all, tries to snatch at the controls himself, tries to grab Xisuma by the throat, all the bad things. He yells at them that Grianâs going to die. Canât they understand??? His words are jumbled and desperate and hard to comprehend, but he needs them to understand. He needs to go back.
His claws are still smeared by blood of the hunters. Heâs still in vex form, hair white and eyes blue, fangs sharp. Breath hitching, tears dripping down his chin, heart beating wildly in his chest. He needs to go they need to let him they have to. Grianâs going to die.
Cub decides he has to make compromises. He says they have to send Scar back in. (Scar isnât going to let go of his vex form here like this.) He makes the call to trust Scar despite all the damage heâs causing here. He approaches him, even though Scar is scary and has been lashing out, grabs his hand and presses a bracelet into it.
He tells Scar, âSave him.â
--
The second Scar spawns back down, he is welcomed by Grianâs visceral scream of pain.
His first instant thought is a harrowing not again, vividly remembering how he found Grian that very first time in this world. How close to death that ended up. How awful it was.Â
He wanted to never hear that kind of sound again. And yet he keeps hearing them. Screams of pain heâll never be able to forget.
The scene that greets him is dismal.Â
Grianâs on the ground, his wing tangled into a trap that keeps dragging and ripping at it. Thereâs a lot of hunters trying to approach the trapâthey want to kill Grian so heâd stop thrashing and tearing his wing apart, because they donât want their precious money-making wings destroyed. Gem and Impulse are slightly off to the side, getting overwhelmed as theyâre desperately trying to keep the hunters on them and away from Grian. Â
Itâs a blur. Scar rushes through the hunters, drawing blood as he goes, mindless and with only a singular goal in mind: get to Grian. He doesnât care if heâs getting stabbed or sliced in the process. (Itâll heal. Itâll heal. Grian might not.) A growl rips from him, low and deep and feral. A handful of hunters startles away from Grian, stumbling out of the mad vexâs path, but it doesnât save them from their fate.
Scarâs claws are drenched in scarlet, leaving behind an absolute carnage by the time he collapses to his knees by Grianâs side, unable to relax until he can gather Grian in his bloodied arms.Â
Impulse and Gem keep fending off hunters, but they also watch this scene unfold in stolen, fragmented little moments, keeping an eye on the two of them. And itâs destabilising to witness, for very different reasons than everything else thatâs happened so far.
Because itâs only when Scar has a hold on Grian does some of the white bleed out of his hair, his hands softening from claws into blunt nails and harmless fingertips.Â
Because where there were only growls and snarls and seemingly no control, thereâs suddenly gentleness and soft murmured words.
Because Scar kisses Grianâs hair as he soothes him, and Grian finally grows quieter and calmer, even though heâs still shivering and sobbing and clearly in immense pain.
Because Grian lets Scar put that bracelet on him so easily, so willingly, clutching onto him, Scarâs name on a desperate, hoarse, endless loop on Grianâs lips.Â
It all suddenly makes a lot more sense. (They messed up taking Scar away.)
--
They all get teleported out of there, this time Grian included.Â
It isnât pretty. The trap that tears at his wing and leaves him hopelessly ground-bound is so firmly attached to him that it gets teleported with him, its sharp edges buried deep into the flesh of Grianâs wing.
He keeps freaking out whenever someone tries to approach, making it impossible for them to help.
Itâd be best if Peal could come and take a look. Sheâs a moth hybrid, not an avian, but she still knows more about wings than any of them. (She should know a lot about Grianâs wings, their relationship once almost sibling-like, but she looks at the tangled, bloodied mess that Grian is, flinching away from her, and she is terrified, finding no traces of that bond in Grianâs frightened gaze.)
 Scar keeps holding onto Grian, blindly eager to keep everyone away as well, attuned to Grianâs panic. But his worry wins over, his adrenaline-muddied mind unable to figure out the trap without assistance.
So he eventually allows Pearl to approach.
Grian has different ideas. Heâs having none of this. He doesnât want anyone near his wings.
Determined and not seeing much of a choice here, Pearl crouches as close as Grian allows. Scarâs blocking Grianâs view, trying to redirect his attention and keep him calm through the waves of frantic, leftover but still very real panic. (Heâs using his wings to block the view.) (Cub cringes at the state of them. They all do, actually, momentarily stunned but determining that this isnât the time to ask.)Â
Pearl is just close enough to inspect the tangle, and just far enough for it all to be out of reach.
Itâs hard to see, through the blood and the feathers and various other bits that she really doesnât want to think too much about.
Trying to take control over her trembling voice, she does her best to navigate Scar through it. It wouldâve been so much simpler if she could do it herselfâitâd probably avoid some mistakes and more damage, and itâd be faster. (Verbal navigation with frenzy-muddled thinking is difficult.)
But Grian canât canât canât
Scarâs hands tremble almost the entire time. Heâs still on an adrenaline rush. Heâs exhausted from his magic usageâeven having his wings out is a struggle.
At one point, Pearl tries to lay a soothing hand on Scar and he jumps.
And it just really settles thenâthat, wow, theyâre both really messed up, arenât they?
--
Scar ends up being the one to bargain with hermits. Bargaining is a strong word, itâs more of a list of demands, really. Safety lines, kind of. Grianâs still not processing quite right that this is happeningâitâs a numb, almost dissociative feeling; he knows these are his friends, but he doesnât understand how this is real, and his feelings are nonsensical and haywire. He feels very far from normal. (He doesnât remember what normal is.) He doesnât want anyone near.
Theyâre given lots of potions in lieu of a more proper medical examination, and a private shared room. Scarâs always the one to answer the door, on guard, tense even as he slips on an easygoing smile most of the times.Â
Theyâre given new comms, which they tuck away and promptly forget about, completely unused to such a thing.Â
Once things settle a bit, all the startling differences come into focus. Cub points out that Scarâs got new scars, and everyone notices his stark white streak in his hair. (Not to mention his tattered wings.) On top of that, Grian is scarred now too. And they hold themselves differently, twitching and flinching, curled up and quiet. Guarded and unapproachable.Â
Everything feels horribly precarious. The hermit crew skirts the topic of what that world was like, what happened to them, never quite managing to ask in any meaningful way, even as the questions burn on their tongue.Â
Theyâre not going to get any answers. Not now. Not for a long time.
Nothing but hints and flashes of fear in eyes and marks written deeply into skin, to stay forever, carry across respawns (which will now be a real possibility again, but itâs a concept Scar and Grian donât know how to grasp anymore.)
The rescue crew sends a message home, to warn the others. Telling them to be careful and maybe not approach too fast. Itâs vague, devoid of details. They themselves donât really understand the triggers, after all, feeling confused. The journey home isnât long enough for any of it to properly settle, a mere two days worth of travel until theyâre within reach of Hermitcraft.
So of course the messages donât make much sense to anyone waiting home on Hermitcraft. Everyoneâs simply hyped and excited that thisâs been a success, that Scar and Grian are going home!
They organise a welcome party.
It doesnât go well.
Grian and Scar spawn in, not expecting to be instantly surrounded by people friends. Itâs chaotic and loud, everyone cheerful and celebratory, ready to throw themselves at the two of themâ
Except Grianâs backing away now, lowkey having a panic attack, and Scarâs protectively standing in front of him, shielding him, used to block the view of Grianâs wings on sheer instinct. Everythingâs too much all at once, an onslaught of noises and people crossing lines before either of them are ready for it, andâ
Well, Grian runs.
Scar, who has a slightly more solid understanding of how theyâre meant to be safe now, falters. (His emotions arenât settled at all, but he can somewhat rationalise it to himself.) (Grian canât grasp it just yet at all.) He mumbles an anxious and slightly startled âSorryâ Thisâ No.â Before he bolts after Grian.
The rescue crew sighs, telling the others they shouldnât have done this. The welcome party was a bad idea. But nobody really understands. They can see now that, clearly, it was a bad idea, but theyâre left reeling, trying to catch up to it. (Scarâs white streak. Grianâs scars. The panic in their eyes. Scarâs protectiveness. Grianâs fear.)
Theyâve been looking forward to this reunion. Theyâve spent weeks, months, feeling despair and hopelessness, an empty space left on the server where two beloved, pesky members of their family should be. And now theyâre left standing here, in the wake of what shouldâve been a happy occasion, all kinds of confused and concerned and confused.
Everything is far from ideal.Â
Theyâre going to take a breath, have an (unproductive) meeting about this, and do their best to figure out what to do about this situation.
Grian and Scar, in the meanwhile, are going to dig a hidden bunker. (The others had a house prepared for them, near the shopping district, lively and easy to visit.) (They didnât even get to tell them.)Â
Well.
This is going to take some time.
But theyâre home now. Theyâre home, and one day, that revelation is going to properly sink in.
Until then, they have each other. (And everyone else, waiting and ready for them. <3)
#ange rambles#ange writes#hhau#here we get to see more trauma#they're messed up#but they're home now!!#they made it!!#(barely)#there's something about the rescue crew seeing them feral and in action#and there's something about them seeing the tenderness and affection#scarian#i'd have more thoughts to drop here maybe but#i should've gone to bed like an hour ago kcxnbj#instead i'm here#giving you this#please accept this gift#so very tired#i finished something!!#mimic arc rambles next#or the arson thing????#hmmm maybe the arson thing#(one day i'll even finish elegy i promise jkxncbkj)
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// hopping in again because 2 am is in the timeframe where i become so hyper on accidentally finding vibes like a nocturnal predator
. https://youtu.be/8Gopg80VXwc?si=j_vS5a5xUWvgiBRC
somehow sounds like t.i
// ASHES ASHES DUST TO DUST THE DEVIL'S AFTER THE BOTH OF US //
#[ ooc ]#i have Never heard of this song until now and now i'm obsessed holy fuck holy shit#âtell me i am good enoughâ me when i am a random doll who wants to please everyone to the point it's a source of manipulation#from the parasites in my brain#by making me think i'm being useful when i do things for them while also not hesitating to put me down when i fail#( i easily accept these words because i truly believe that everyone else's wellbeing is more important than mine#and do not like being seen as a failure or useless because it makes me do feel worthless#as i lack internal validation for myself#so everything is a personal failure on my part even when it isn't )#i hollow out my being for the people that only serves to take and take and i fully let them do it#it's what is 'good' for me after all - at least that's what they tell me#... yeah here's some psychology
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dandelion is indeed the worst but if heâs not present in the next book i would legitimately be sorrowful as the whole thing will become a slog . you basically cannot have the âshort storiesâ era-of-the-timeline iteration of geralt without dandelion, it would be like eating unbuttered bread.
though itâs not like season of storms did them dirty, i wasnât disappointed with it (⌠with regards to them), but since itâs literally been over 20 years since the saga was finished iâm trying to prepare for any potential reality
#however i will accept an absence of dandelion IN THE CASE OF we get to see geralt and yennefer living together in vengerberg#but if itâs regular geralt day in the life then if dandelionâs not there itâs gonna suuuuuccckk#i mean as in geraltâs life sucks without him. badly#and it also? sucks with him. good-ly.#itâs august and we donât have a title yetttt 𼲠and they said 2024 ⌠hmhm sure#i just feel like rupaul âand donât fuck it upâ.gif#like iâm excited but also wtf? new witcher book? are we on punkâd?#itâs not going to be the best but iâm hoping it will be at least as good as season of storms. not a high bar ok!#this from the person who was optimistic about the n*tflix show. donât trust me i like to believe in the future#i was going to say âand i trust sapkowski more than i trust n*tflixâ and then i laughed.#i donât trust himâi donât even trust the version of him from the 90s and 00s!#one side of me canât believe iâm still here after the guardswomen of kerack. and the âwell iâm only gay for cloutâ villain motivations#the other side of me is intensely curious wtf geralt will get up to this time and how witcher could maybe even denigrate further#but season of storms ending was actually good and = well itâs not like sapkowski forgot what it was about#then again itâs been 10 years and a bad adaptation since then so im biting my nails#all i ask : please stick with the naming convention of the other books. i donât want to write an absurdly long or short name or acronym out#sooooo weird that in a few months i will be saying: there are 9 witcher books.#actually rn i just say thereâs 7 and discount season of storms as a legitimate heir but mention it as footnote lol#i just hope i can survive until this new book and until its translation LOLLLL#they said translation in 2025 but you know the track record#new book: *releases winter 2024* | english translation: coming 2045!#jk i think they finally figured out that witcher is a money printer so they will be eager to translate it now and not waffle around#they kicked their butts into gear with the hussite trilogy so ! and they made new hardcovers.#the elbow-high diaries#new book 2024
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so TK must be getting horny at random shit. Carlos doesn't even blink when TK starts making out with him meal worms still in hand. HE FULL ON SAYS IT TOO "even the meal worms?" before going for it, "ok....?"
imagine:
TK just comes stomping out of the bathroom, pointing a brand new toilet brush at Carlos, "come here I just thought about your bicep and I need it."
TK drops a bowl and Carlos comes running and TK is holding broken ceramic shards and goes "It was just a plate, something Paul left over cause he hated it. Oh wait Carlos you smell amazing..."
Tarlos go to a cat cafe with Nancy and Mateo and TK has to pull Carlos in the bathroom by his belt loops bc he held a kitten so softly it made TK want to cry
#911 lone star#lone star rewatch#tarlos#the new toilet brush is bc they are doing spring cleaning get ur mind out of the gutter#altho while we're down here.....#I just think the way he accepts the meal worms even though he CLEARLY hates this lizard is so sweet lmfao#tk is such an adhd menace. i love him#and carlos is like welp i love him so i have to indulge this adorable sexy man#fic ideas#someone please write them i have too many fucking things going on right now lmfao
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Because I'm trying something different for a prompt on my bingo card...
You know, everyone talks about Izzy's loyalty...mostly because it's like 3/4 his personality (the other 4th being bitch), but no one ever discusses Ed's loyalty. Because he's at least passively loyal to Izzy (in unhealthy, destructive, possibly manipulated ways), otherwise ed could have totally chucked him overboard in favor of Stede and made things tons easier.
Of course that loyalty goes utterly tits up once Stede leaves and Ed goes off the cuckoo cliff.
#ofmd#our flag means death#ao3#izzy hands#ed teach#loyalty#fanfic prompt#i am struggling here so can we please accept this for now#writing is hard#ofmd edizzy#headdesk#ao3 kudos are my validation#this is my headcanon deal with it
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Excuse me for a moment
AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
#SHE LOOKS SO GOOD HERE????#I LOVE THAT FOR HER WHAT#BUT someone in the comments pointed out how similar she looks to Bella/Nightshade right now#Wondering if that's intentional or accidental#Could work as intentional though#Rayne is really starting to accept the âMorning Gloryâ role and falling for it#Even if she is skeptical#Don't do it girlie don't trust Adon PLEASE#Fambles#Homesick webtoon#rayne liebert
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tryna figure out @saltyfryzâs Daybreaker Sun to contribute to the new cannon ship featuring @sunnyinajar; not exactly my best work, I did not do him justice here so I am sorry if it's very anticlimactic but uh here-
also
I AM SO SORRY HOW YOUR SONA CAME OUT SUE I TRIED I REALLY DID BUT I ENDED UP SCREWING UP THE LINEART COLORS AND THE COLORING IN GENERAL I DIDN'T MEAN TO I PROMISE BUT MY APP WAS ACTING UP AND I COULDN'T FIX IT-
*sobs and hides face in hands*
aherm.
anyways here's my first attempt and my lil analyzing of this funky lil dude (I have one for sue's sona as well but I'm not showing that cuz it's even more messy than this one)
anyways yeah here's this sorry imma crawl into my hidey hole and die now-
#crappy doodles#sorry to bother#don't mind me#not my au#not my character#i know I didn't do him justice but please accept this humble offering please and thank you#hopefully I can figure out sue's sona and make some better stuff#there's more doodles but they're in the very back of my files and I can't find em#also please excuse the terrible coloring that's my bad#I've never drawn fire before so I had to experiment a little#also not used to drawing humanoid figures so please excuse my poor anatomy#but um yea here's this!#now where's a hole to go cry in
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little rich boy sirius who gets disowned and can barely survive without his expensive brands and the basic human need to eat at least once a day meeting the entirely too generous james potter who just falls for the vanity and sincerity of the reformed rich boy and decides that once sirius stops caring about brands and status and rich boy things and just cares about what matters in life he decides to spoil his boyfriend to pieces because heâs secretly sitting on a fucking fortune
#idk i just think itâs funny#like james would find sirius when heâs struggling with money because heâs so bad at saving and prioritising his spendings because heâs never#had too before and so james would teach him how to do all that stuff and emotionally support sirius through it all and sirius just falls in#love with this beautiful guy whoâs just so generous and who teaches him so many things and finds value in kindness and sincerity and#compassion and all that jazz and james falls in love with sirius helplessly because he might be stuck up and vein and kind of selfish and#is stuck up and cares all too much about status but heâs trying so hard to be better and he finds empathy because sirius got kicked out for#the worst reasons because heâs always been the black sheep of his highly cultist christian family or whatver and heâs also outwardly queer#and james decides that he wants to give sirius everything and loves the way he looks in expensive makeup and designer faux fur coats and#heels and divine jewellery and all that jazz but makes sirius sell it all and learn what it means to be human and not rely on money and#status and brands and stuff and sirius learns what itâs like to be decent and in touch with humanity and only then does james take sirius on#a surprise luxury holiday for his birthday or something and then just buys him thousands of dollars worth of all these glamorous looking#things and sirius is like omg what the fuck jamie and then he just becomes siriusâ sugar daddy because he canât help himself but theyâre#also in love and much better people because of it and when sirius buys things now itâs not because of brands or because they have big price#tags like he used too. he now buys things with jamesâ credit card he keeps in his own wallet because he thinks heâll feel pretty in them or#because he thinks james will loose it if he sees sirius walking around in it or if he sees a really cute toaster that sends him into a#frenzy that has him spending all way too much on an impromptu kitchen renovation but james doesnât care because as long as his boyfriend is#happy and actually paying attention to the price of things and calculating the best value and taking jamesâ opinion as well and just being#happy and safe and accepted in his new home and family here with his jamie#please i think theyâd be so cute ugh!!!#prongsfoot#bambibelle#drabble#fic idea#marauders#james potter#sirius black#jay talks
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spent the first hour and change at work deleting some old files and am having a grand ol time laughing at myself for not realizing i was a lesbian sooner
#vulnerable tag rambles ahead please be kind abt them i didnt intent to ramble this much but i dont wanna delete it eitehr#me to every single man i have ever dated after 6mo-1y: yeah hey this really isnt working out i dont really know why but i really hate mysel#and i dont want to blame you because i dont think you did anything inherently wrong here; i think this is something about me but i need#space to figure out why im feeling this way [every single one reacted by telling me No i wasnt allowed to leave btw]#i hold very complex feelings about these relationships esp bc of them ending in very violent/chaotic ways most of the time#but its interesting to look back at it all and realize ive left every man for the same reason (which is that ive hated myself Every Single#Time ive dated a man) and its funny bc i recognized the self hate pretty early on w/ cishet men but when it came to queer men it was#much more confusing (esp w/ nto knowing Any lesbians at that point in my life). im so happy im a lesbian tbh#i have a lot of issues w/ the racism fatphobia and transmisogyny present in lesbian groups#and also coming out as a lesbian really truly saved my life. before i met my wife i was quite literally in a 3yr abusive relationship that#definitely would have died in if i hadnt realzied i was a lesbian and ran from him#its also weird seeing liek the hard evidence of the things that happened to me btween 2016-2020 tbh#cause that was such a bad time of my life. i truly dont know how i survived it but im so glad i did#like the three major relationships in my life b4 meeting my wife was: guy who was in college when i was in HS who stalked me when i left;#guy who was a year younger than me who cheated on me the entire time while telling me he was being victimized (he wasnt; this was very mess#guy who saw the very messy toxic ldr i was in and helped me dump my ex then decided that meant we were in a relationship [insert 3 yrs here#and admittedly all 3 years with him werent the same level of abusive but it was definitely unhealthy from the start considering I Didnt Kno#we were together until he wanted to celebrate vday and got mad i didnt know our anniversary - and like this isnt including the other stuff#that happened between those Relatonships[tm] (cause ive never been monogamous; these were just the Major Relationships)#like i genuinely think if i hadnt come out i'd be dead rn given just how dangerous my relationships were/continued getting#i am also so tired now that ive seen all this cause like. fuck i can barely believe it and i not only lived it but have PTSD about it#i should write about my life sometime. i feel like it'd be cathartic to try and make a tangible timeline and stories from the years ang stu#anyway yeah. be nice about the tag rambles. dont message me with pity or curiosity or anything about this. i dont usually talk abt this stu#publicly bc i hate the ways ppl start tryign to baby me when they realize my life has been extremely fucked up until only a few years ago#n im still working on accepting kindness from others bc of [insert life traumas here] but its a long process so pls respect my need for jus#being heard rn w/o too much pressure< 3 (but ig if u do read this can u like it cause i feel a little crazy seeing all the evidence of the#stuff i experienced now also cause fuck ik logically it was but also i cant believe it was all real still yk)
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Lightning, water, and fire! Like forever before the plot starts. By the time the plot starts, the lightning and fire deities have been subjected to punishment by the two gods that picked them.
Oh (the fire deity) is first to be punished. They basically decide that since they're going to live for a long time, gotta set some long time goals! And they opt to be the wrath of the gods since most of the other deities are too 'soft' in their opinion. So Oh just. Smites humans. This isn't really a /good/ thing and in their defense mentally, they do it to help Ymber since he's the softest of them all. So their punishment by the gods is to be split in two, effectively halving the power of one into two. (Now they are in a male and a female body and use both male and female pronouns apart since they together make they but apart it feels weird to be they. But prior to the split they use they/them. Also the split bodies go by the names Ohiwe and Ohime.)
Fulj is the second to be punished. She falls in love with a mortal woman and that is a crime according to the gods. Mortals and immortals are not to be together and it will only bring suffering to both sides. So her punishment is her memories of the woman are stripped and her body basically broken to the point she can't remain physical all the time.
Ymber, unfortunately, is the one who blames himself for the discoveries and punishments. If he had only tried to restrain Oh more then maybe they would have chilled out and stopped before being punished. If he had only tried to persuade Fulj to not continue seeing the mortal woman so often perhaps she wouldn't have been punished. So he's just increasing the guilt on his shoulders every day that he remains unpunished since the elder gods have both laid down to rest. They can't enforce their laws anymore and none of the deities are keen on harming one another at this point. They just want to continue existing in peace.
#the daily life of a deity sucks#and then ymber falls in love with a human and is like welp this sucks and i understand fulj now#i also would have accepted the punishment for this#and fulj doesnt even remember the woman she was punished for and doesnt remember how she was before#so she is like hey ymber please just go and kiss the weird human i dont even like him but youre being mean by not kissing him#and ymber is just having the worst time of his life being encouraged by someone who used to be so happy#who he also encouraged to be happy once upon a time#also ohiwe and ohime pop up in the water city to bully ymber sometimes but its still in the way of#dude we like you please grow a spine its been a thousand years please grow a backbone and tell us to piss off#and he never tells them to piss off#also fulj has a long braid here but you cant really see it#and she loves to braid ymbers hair and he gets to braid hers when shes giggling and chatting about love#and a short while after the punishment fulj chops the braid off and ymber is like welp my friend is officially gone#and then he cuts his own hair and leaves to go develop his city alone in seclusion#and he sometimes just cuts it really short because hes still sad and soggy and thinks of fulj braiding his hair#and then she shows up one day when hes debating how long its getting and she smiles#and tells him he looks good with longer hair#so he kinda keeps it a messy short then it gets to be medium and he decides he can survive with medium but he couldnt do long again#but once again fulj is the reason for his life choices (and guilt)#also before anyone asks yes all the deities have a collar#its very important actually that they are collared its lore information thanks#and for what it matters - after oh is split both forms are just as tall#theres just two of them at half power but they are both tall
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villains will never get the endings they deserve.
#i have accepted it but i am UP TO HERE I AM AT MY LIMIT#muzan's ending was really bad ngl#and so was all for one's he was done so dirty#and now it's sukuna...........#can we give them ONE good ending? PLS????#is it so hard to ask *sulks in my corner*#STOP REWINDING THEM TO BABIES OR WORMS PLEASE#ok i'm sorry i'm fine i'm calm i'm FINE#i'm just so sick of the injustice done to villains it's insane#just ONE proper ending fitting for the primary antagonist they should be respected as much as the protagonist ya know?#* ⢠đđđ â ( clench your asshole super tight & scream it from your heart )#// jjk spoilers
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anyway shout out to other people in the dead parent club who are going through important benchmarks in life and keep wildly oscillating between celebrating and grieving
#having. a day today.#i would just like life to go so easy on me please#itâs. i mean im happy and excited but i wanted my dad to be here for this yknow#he was supposed to be helping me with the process originally and he didnât even get to do that but now im getting the fruits of my labours#back and he canât be here to celebrate with me#i just miss him#i always thought heâd be here to celebrate with me about getting into college and now im officially Going To College and got my first#decision back today and it was an acceptance which is really exciting but like#heâs not here. and heâs not gonna be here and heâs not gonna be able to celebrate with me#his birthday is coming up too#and weâre gonna be with family for thanksgiving so weâre either gonna dance around the topic awkwardly or theyâre gonna talk about him#and i donât know which is worse#anyway. having a day today#vent tw#dead parent#dead dad
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