#so in case it wasnt clear

[candygoop]

Watcher DLC! Just a month away!!

I started this doodle page way back when the launch date trailer dropped in September so uh. this has been sitting in the wips folder for a while lol

[h0estar]

every now and then i look back on this GIF i have of nalu during tartaros arc and cry about how this particular scene alone solidifies the beauty of their relationship (natsu holding lucy's hand gently in the face of chaos and panic did wonders to my heart)

[samipekoe]

maomao meal under cut ☝🏻

[zombie-bait]

I can’t believe Gideon and Harrow had like 3 weeks of something approximating fun before experiencing 2 solid years of endless suffering 😭 lemme tell you, nothing could’ve prepared me for that or the realization that post book 1 these poor fuckers just never get to spend any time together, I miss the old days of One Flesh One End Bitch!!!!! We had it so good and we didn’t even know it

[sxlidago]

kith

[alfheimr]

my latest form of self care is painting cora

[poopystain]

short animation intended as a fun little remake of one i made a whole 5 years ago

old underneath cut

[toneth-toneth-toneth]

huh wym paul isn't trans?? what's this then???

[starry-bi-sky]

if anyone is curious about the height difference in WTNS/the blood blossom au, here's a height chart!

I mentioned that Danny was 4'11 in the notes of one of the chapters, but even I struggle to visualize that sometimes, so i have this handy as a reminder. But thank god for height chart websites!

Right now google says Bruce Wayne is 6'2, but I think when I first looked it up a few months back it had said 6'0, so I went by Robert Pattinson's height (6'1) since Battinson is who WTNS Bruce is based off anyways.

I also threw in a lil baby Phantom too just for fun, and made sure to look up whether those heights at both ages were actually feasible -- and they are! They're just Short. Naturally. Besides, if Jason Todd can be 90lbs and 4'6 when he died at 14-15, then Danny can be 4'11 at fresh 14.

[koifishhies]

oh god when karen white confronts alec at the trader’s hotel saying “i won’t let you do that to another family” and he just. stares. he was going off at her a moment before, but now he just stares. then the scene cuts. oh my GODDDDD YOU CAN SEE THE WAY IT’S EATING AT HIMMMMM

like yes alec already has a habit of just blankly not responding. he’ll follow through with a conversation and then just hop off halfway through (*cough* autism *cough*). but this time, his silence is different. it isn’t him not knowing how to respond, it’s him ACTIVELY FIGHTING TO HOLD HIS TONGUE

he made a decision to take the blame for tess and daisy’s sake, and now he just has to sit there and take it, to cope with his own decision. you can see him gritting his teeth, coming to terms with that in that moment, and it’s ONLY something you can notice in hindsight once you know about sandbrooke

[freakinator]

[edalynn]

wow, none of the pines' boys can boink a single normal human, can they?

[crustyfloor]

i think about this part often maybe a bit too much

[darling-gemini]

I love writing Mean Girl!Crystal bc she's a bitch and I love her so much. She has such pent up feelings inside of her that result in her projecting her aggression and self hatred outward and she knows that it's destroying her and her relationships but she does it anyway. So the first time she's shown a genuine kindness by someone who's seen her bitchy side and still decided to Be Kind she's like. Oh shit? This is the way it can be? I can respond to the rage with kindness? And patience? And understanding??? Thats craaaazy. I wanna kiss girls about it.

[0rchidm4ntis]

More pmmm stuff but make it Valk this time \o/ I have. a lot of thoughts about them (which you can find right below!)

So in their case, Kyubey creeps up on them a while after their defeat to fine, while Shu is still staying at home and Mika is doing his best to take care of him. He convinces Mika to make a wish and he ends up wishing to 'become the perfect doll for Oshi san's art', which backfires majorly bc he quite literally becomes a human sized doll.

Upon learning what Mika did Shu somehow snaps out of his depressive state, not because he's in awe or grateful for Mika's wish but because he's so angry and upset that he did this to himself, and that he did it for his sake. He goes off on him telling him what a moron he is for throwing his humanity away, for making a big decision like that without even consulting him first and Mika can only weep because for the first time in forever Shu acts like himself.

Neither of them really realised the fragility that would come with Mika's new body until a particularly tough battle against a witch shattered him into pieces. In a very uncharacteristic moment, Shu panics and finds himself at a loss of what to do until Kyubey comes by again and offers him a wish.

He'll wind up wishing for the ability to create the perfect vessel for Mika's soul, a flawless recipient that cannot break and will thus be granted the unique ability of imbuing his magic into dolls to make them suitable to host a soul. From then on their maintenances focus just as much on helping Mika with their performances as it does on making sure his body is fine and unharmed (which, its really good they do bc mika is clumsy and cracks litter his body more often than he'd like to admit)

Shu mostly fights with his thread, using it to catch ennemies, squeeze them until they burst or sew up little chiffon dolls he sends out to battle in his place meanwhile Mika uses a giant pair of ornate scissors to pierce and smash their ennemies (though he can divide it into two blades if he ever needs to)

[constantinemaddeswife]

The most difficult part of worshipping a god made of flesh and blood is how easy it is to forget his divinity.

You aren't allowed to cleanse Constantine's vessel. He said you could when you reached two digits. Then at eleven, when most kids enter the magisterium. Then twelve, when Joseph first met the boy that he would later mold into a god. But no matter how much time passes, your hands are too clumsy and uncertain, unworthy of touching the divine. So you are stuck with Jericho's corpse instead.

Every day you enter the sacred temple. Joseph's hands are painfully gentle as he first washes Constantine's body, then rubs the ointments and perfumes and creams into his skin. All the while words of gratitude and apology and reproach escape his lips like a prayer.

Jericho gets the leftovers. Joseph doesn't care if his corpse grows bruised, or if there isn't enough lotion left to cover his entire body. You are supposed to be silent while cleansing Jericho. He wasn't worthy of supplication the way his brother is. That is a privilege only reserved for those who are larger than life.

Father guards every piece of Constantine like a rabid dog. You can not touch, or speak, or get too close, or breathe the air that has touched the vessel. You have not earned the privilege, you haven't served your mission, you are too far from greatness.

But sometimes, in the rare occasion Joseph leaves the home, you sneak into the temple.

Constantine Madden's skin is soft and pliable: just like Joseph's, just like Jericho's. Just like yours. It is cool to the touch, the same way your fingertips never seem to get warm. Dad sometimes pretends that you are one of his corpses, rubbing your hands between his own icy one in that careful way he never is with the living. It makes you understand why he handles the corpses like that. The tenderness makes you warm up from the inside, makes you feel alive in a way nothing else can.

Sometimes you can not help but resent Constantine. There is nothing you wouldn't do to earn this incessant devotion only held by the Enemy of Death. And yet the vessel continues still and silent, swallowing up more and more of Joseph's affections like the void that puts him above us.

Sometimes Joseph cries during the cleansing. You never wish father to be sad - he is all you have, after all. Or at least this is what you tell yourself as ugly jealousy coils in your gut. You don't think he has ever cried for you.

Joseph becomes a different being when he is around the object of his devotion, nothing but a manic shell of a man. A guard dog wearing human skin. Or maybe it is the other way around. Maybe that is the real man, while the Joseph who reads you bedtimes stories and kisses your forehead when he thinks you are asleep is nothing but a mirage created for your benefit.

Secretly you wish the latter to be true. After all, if your skin is soft and cold, if you were made by the same man who created Constantine Madden, if you can transform a person into something that goes against his very nature - then aren't you a sort of god, too?

The answer, of course, is no. It is a blasphemous way of thinking, and the reason you aren't worthy of cleansing Constantine's body. No matter how similar you tell yourself the two of you are: he will always be a god, and you will always be a child.

And there is nothing your father adores more than his deity.