#sometimes it pours out of me

[countthelions]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: W. D. Gaster/Grillby Characters: W. D. Gaster, Grillby (Undertale), Original Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Western, Prompt Fic, Hurt/Comfort, Gaster as the outlaw + grillby as the healer, Small town politics, it rains obvi, my favorite way to trap some guys Series: Part 1 of Under the Joshua Trees Summary:

An outlaw stumbles onto a healer's porch, bloodied and wild. How do they fare with kindness reaching back out to them?

[mercymaker]

bruv comparison is truly the mind killer like damn...

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

Timeless and rim McGraw. Did you already do that one can’t find

I thought I had but turns out that was Tim McGraw x Cowboy Like Me!

As usual, she sounds amazing, and I love when she lets the yeehaw out with her grown-up voice! Having the richer vocals and control she has now with the twang hits different 🤌

I think my favourite part, and the theme of the mashup, is: In a crowded room a few short years ago, sometimes there's no proof, you just know, you're always gonna be mine, we're gonna be timeless... and when you think happiness, I hope you think that little black dress, think of my head on your chest and my old faded blue jeans

As an aside, Tim McGraw really is an example of exceptional songwriting for any artist, let alone a teenager. I've said it before, but it's a song that stands the test of time, and sounds as good coming from a 16 year old as it does someone twenty years her senior, because it's one of those songs that changes meaning with age. It's timeless, if you will.

So I guess I shouldn't be surprised that it has turned up so many times on the B Stage at Eras, because it's probably the most quintessential example of her talent and skill from the start of her career that has gotten her to this point. Like, Tim McGraw could have been on evermore (with an updated arrangement) and it would have fit right in, ykwim.

What I think is so clever about this mashup is how it showcases the theme of Memory, which one of like the cornerstones of her discography. She longs to be remembered, she records these moments in time and begs for them to be remembered along with her. Opening Tim McGraw with the memory of how the boy in the Chevy truck told her how her eyes shined and made her bashful, into Timeless and the photos that record the memories of another time, one that didn't even belong to her but in which she saw herself, is such a big-brained connection.

Another clever way the two songs are blended is that by cutting out the verse in Tim McGraw after they've gone their separate ways, it turns Tim McGraw from a melancholy reflection on lost love into, when paired with Timeless, a medley about remembering your younger, early love years later after you've built your life together, which the section I highlighted in the intro demonstrates.

And I'm back for the first time since then, I'm standing on your street / And there's a letter left on your doorstep, and the first thing that you'll read... Time breaks down your mind and body, don't you let it touch your soul / It was like an age-old classic, the first time that you saw me / The story started when you said, "Hello"

The letter on the doorstep turning into the story about when they said hello? 🤌 Instead of being a letter about lost love, it becoming a love letter like the ones she imagined from the antique shop? 🤌

(Also thinking about "It was like an age-old classic, the first time that you saw me" and "tell me about the first time you saw me" and she's just a big lover girl iktr.)

And last thing: another thing that strikes me, and that also delights me, is how in both songs, there are like these "talismans" of the love she's singing about. The letter on the doorstep. The imagined love letters from the front. The radio playing the favourite song. The photos in the antique shop. The faded blue jeans. The cobweb-covered books.

The whole story is about creating and holding onto the happy memories over a lifetime and it is very, very sweet.

Reminder: I'm still working on a bunch of these so please don't send more until I've gone through them 🫶

[moeblob]

I vote for Argenti! I hope you feel better soon!

Thank you ! I do feel much better (though I admit I hurt a little for very much my fault reasons but it's mostly manageable through light pain meds).

Take an Argenti o7 I got lazy and didn't draw the roses I was gonna draw to the left so there is now a wide open blank spot.

[demigod-of-the-agni]

PLEASSEEE TELL US ABOUT YOUR MYTHIC MUMBATTAN AU PLEASE PLEASEE

>:) very well, my people (currently screaming because i wrote a response but i accidentally CTRL+Zd everything out of existence lmao)

The Mythic Mumbattan AU is me pouring the following ingredients into an explosive mess:

Hindu mythology and Indian culture overload

college!Spider-Man shenanigans

revamping the original Spider-Man: India plotlines and expanding the lore

character studies!!! my favourite :)

a potential and self-indulgent crossover with another indian superhero (if we ever get there)

the horrors.

Pavitr and his personal cast!!! just!!!! THEY!!!!!!

(keep reading if you want more goodies >:D)

So the CoffeeBean is a coffeeshop that existed in the mainstream Marvel universe and in real life but that's another thing; the cast below frequently drop by to hang out with one another. The Mumbattan-equivalent of the CoffeeBean is actually the TeaHouse which is another real life thing but shh and so in-universe they're called the TeaHouse gang, but in my heart they'll always be the CBG 😌

Everyone goes to Brihanmumbai State University (BSU). Lots of crazy things happen here. Pavitr's relationship with the others is always in flux but ultimately they're super close with one another (fuck it, they might as well be poly). Their personalities I try to keep as close as I can to the mainstream universe E616 comics, but I'm being creative and letting a few things from the SMI comics and ATSV influence them:

Pavitr Prabhakar — Tamilar (Tamil); he has the charm and skills from his ATSV counterpart and the smarts from his SMI counterpart; he can be a bit of a jerk and a flake, but he tries to be a good friend, and is much more open than he was in high school.

Meera Jain — Kannadiga (Kannada); basically how I've written her in tibim: everyone's first impression of her is that she's carefree and seems to not worry too much about life. She secretly deals with a lot of self-doubt and personal fears, but the gang's presence is enough for her to push them aside.

Gayatri Singh — Gujarati (Gujarati); she's probably the most quiet of the gang, but undeniably the kindest. She's more similar to Pavitr, in that she's stubborn and quick to judge. She's the glue of the gang and always willing to extend a hand to others

Hari Oberoi — Maharashtrian (Gujarati/Marathi/Hindi); the son of the man who tried to bring literal hell to earth, but other than that he's okay. He's a people-pleaser despite having everything, and struggles with his own self-image and who he should become

Ekansh "Flash" Travasso — Goan (Marathi); the high school jock who's grown more understanding and compassionate. He knew Pavitr the longest, so they have quite an interesting collection of interactions. (ALSO I'M SO SORRY I WROTE THOMPSON IN THE ART POST INSTEAD OF TRAVASSO 😭 maybe i should go back and edit that)

Spider-Man is Spider-Man'ing. Mumbattan loves him (sort of. Inspector Singh has mixed feelings). But another question: why is that every where Spider-Man goes the demons of yore all start showing up and begin wrecking havoc? Why is that? I am taking the magic in Spider-Man: India and dialing it up to five million — horrors and magic of every kind! I can get my hands real dirty and /really/ push Pavitr to his limit >:)

That is all for now. There will be more characters, but they'll show up in time. Lots of stories too, all old and new and revamped and crazy, but they'll be told when they're ready. Perhaps this is enough to satiate everyone's hunger? (unless you want to know something else, then by all means go ahead and ask!!!)

[meowdei]

One day I’d like to pursue a PhD that studies ethics in the healthcare system and specifically my thesis would center around what factors make patients stick with primary care physicians that either mistreat them/provide very subpar care

[vehemourn]

confession

[secondpersonpoetry]

you’ve probably already read it before, but the poem Party by Kim Addonizio really got me tonight. first thought was “oh man. yeah” and then my second thought was “how can i make this about my hockey guys somehow………..”anyway! have a good one! 

oh. oh.

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[blackjackkent]

Prompt fill for @astreamofstars from this ask meme. Jaheira: "Tales take on a life of their own, like weeds. Unless they are tended."

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“Ah, my good friend, there you are!”

Jaheira can already feel her jaw clenching as the strident voice rings across the camp in her direction. “Hello, Volothamp.”

“Oh, my, the full name even!” Volo says jovially, striding over to settle himself on the stone ledge against which Jaheira has placed her tent. “Surely we of all people are beyond such formality, are we not?” 

Hector trails after him and catches Jaheira's eye; his lips are pressed tightly together with the effort not to laugh. “And here I was about to offer an introduction, but I see the two of you are already acquainted.”

“Yes, yes!” Volo says enthusiastically before Jaheira can respond. “Though who of the Sword Coast does not know of Jaheira, one might better ask.” His eyes crinkle at the corners in a conspiratorial smile towards her. “I trust you feel I have done my part to bring you the renown you so richly deserve.”

Jaheira quirks one eyebrow up minutely. “Certainly it is by your doing that every bard from here to Athkatla has made coin recounting the tales of my carnal escapades,” she says. Flicking her eyes to Hector, she adds dryly, “Inaccurately, no less.”

Hector frowns. “Is this so, Volo? You have spread falsehoods about her?” 

“Falsehoods? Never. Give me some credit, Lady Jaheira,” Volo says with an air of wounded pride. “I spoke ne'er a single jot of falsehood regarding your love in actuality, for I would never speak ill of the dead. Nor did I imply for an instant that your escapades had the whiff of philandering about them. But you have had many a year of adventuring alone, my dear, tales that deserved the telling, and like a good meal, every good story benefits from spice.”

Hector grins. “I thought every story benefitted from a dragon.”

“You'll find,” Volo says with dignity, “that the two are not mutually exclusive - a fact which has a far wider audience than you would imagine.”

Hector's eyebrows shoot up and then he blushes. “I see.”

Jaheira snorts softly. “They say tales take on a life of their own, like weeds, unless they are tended. But our good friend Volo is no tender of gardens, but rather the fertilizer.”

Volo smiles widely. “You mean that I am a rich and fertile ground upon which stories set their roots?”

“I mean that you are full of cow dung, Geddarm.” Jaheira’s lips twitch.

“Hmph.” Volo scoffs, utterly unbothered by this appraisal. “Genius is never appreciated in its own time. I content myself against the slings and arrows of criticism with the certainty that I set down knowledge which shall last through the ages.” He cocks his head in Hector’s direction. “You were a monk of the Silverlight Archives, were you not, Saer Carlisle? Surely you can appreciate this.”

“Oh, I do,” Hector says earnestly, his eyes glinting with humor. “Normally we insist upon veracity in our tomes but perhaps in your case we can make an exception.”

“How thoroughly gracious of you,” Volo says gravely. “I knew from the first moment I set eyes upon you, you know. I said to myself, ‘Volo, that is a man who can be trusted as a patron of artistic endeavor.’ And I am never wrong in my judgment of character.”

“Mm,” Hector says. “That would be, of course, why you offered to stick an ice pick into my eye three days later.”

Jaheira’s eyes narrow abruptly to slits. “You what?” she snaps.

Volo does flinch just slightly at the sudden ferocity in her tone. “It was a scientific procedure,” he says defensively. “And one I would still happily offer, for I believe your little brain problem has not resolved itself in my absence.”

“He will pass,” Jaheira says coolly before Hector can even formulate a response. “If there is one thing I would trust you less with than history, it is surgery.”

Volo gives an elaborate sigh and waves a hand in resignation. “Very well, very well. By all rights you should have undergone ceremorphosis long ago, in any event, so clearly not availing yourself of my talents hasn’t done you any harm. Besides, we have greater issues at hand. We must speak of Orin the Red, and her--”

“VOLO!” There’s a thundering crash as Minsc comes barreling out of his tent and across the cobblestone of their camp, a wide smile stretching his face from ear to ear. Boo, on his shoulder, sits eyeing Volo with beady-eyed skepticism.

“Oh!” Volo looks mildly alarmed for a moment, but quickly recovers his sang-froid and smiles broadly in return. “Minsc, is it not? What a joy it is to see you and your hamster again!”

“Ah! You see, Boo!” Minsc bellows happily. “I told you he would remember you! And now we shall finally hear the end of the tale!”

“Eh? What tale might that be?” Volo asks.

“Why, the tale of Jaheira and the dragon!” Minsc says with an earnest nod. “The bard which Minsc heard said the ending was not fit for polite company.”

Jaheira groans, rubbing her fingertips against her temples. “Oh, ye gods…” she mumbles wearily.

“Minsc did not think the tavern company was so very polite, for they poured ale upon Boo,” Minsc says, coming down to a more normal volume, his expression pensive. “But nevertheless, Minsc’s curiosity was not to be sated on that day.”

“Nor shall it be today, ranger,” Jaheira says, shaking her head with a pointed look at Volo. “I hear tell that that particular tale has been… suppressed.”

“Mm. Yes. Terribly sorry, my young stone-addled friend,” Volo says brightly, “but instead, come to the fire and I shall regale you with all the tales I have told of your little hamster. For truly he is a hero spoken of with great reverence.”

Minsc considers this. “As well he should be,” he says modestly. “Minsc would hear these tales!”

“Excellent. Excellent.” Volo bounds to his feet and gives an elaborate bow in Jaheira’s direction. “We will speak again, my dear Miss Jaheira.”

“Unfortunately, I’m sure that is true,” Jaheira says ruefully, but she offers a half-bow in return anyway, and she and Hector watch the truly odd pairing of bard and berserker retreat towards the center of camp.

Hector chuckles softly. “It’s hard to hate him, for all his faults. He certainly doesn’t lack for enthusiasm.”

“Mm. Yes.” Jaheira lets out a heavy breath. “I do not begrudge him his tall tales, in truth,” she murmurs, more to herself than to Hector. “The world has need of tales of heroes, and I know this as well as any. But it is… tiring, at times, to hear myself spoken of in such terms, to be painted so larger-than-life with appetites to match, when I know myself to be only life-sized, and with a heart whose pieces have been left behind with the dead more than once.” 

A pause. Then she shakes herself and plasters a smile back onto her face, shooting him a look sideways. “You will come to know this feeling yourself, I suspect, if we continue on this road. There will be no shortage of songs sung of you.”

Hector grins. “I could say I was looking forward to it, but I’d be lying. I’m sure it will make Karlach happy, though.”

Jaheira really does smile now. “Now that is a cause for such stories which I can get behind. She of all people has earned it.”

[jojo-schmo]

JOJO I THINK YOUVE BEEN POSSESSED BY THE HIGHLY INFECTIOUS HAPPY-DOMESTIC-SMILEY-SUGAR-CAVITY-VIRUS YOU MAY BE ENTITLED TO FINANCIAL COMPENSATION

I’ve got a fever!!! And the only cure is DRAWING FLUFF !!!!!

[lostin2012]

Autistic people are prone to black and white thinking so it makes sense that sometimes the things he’d say seem pretty hard and fast even if they are not that way in reality. Something I find interesting about Nancy and Adam’s relationship is that Adam told his DDR friend that his mom was unwilling to discuss certain topics with him, and it really makes me wonder what he wanted her to hear that he couldn’t get across to her. (re: the “selfish” document)

I don't know if I think Adam was more inclined towards that sort of emotionality than anyone else is. The way he held himself together and was dedicated to being civil when people on his youtube channel uncharitably picked him apart demonstrated that for me as well. I think anyone human can think like that, more or less, when they're upset.

I wonder too about what the topics were.. I wonder if it may have been something pertaining to antinatalism/anti-life. Parents hearing that sort of perspective from their child usually upsets them. I know in some email to Nancy, Adam lied that he was glad to have born, to appease her in some way, so maybe they never even breached the topic. The way Adam tried to introduce his hatred of culture to his parents when he was a teenager was.. telling them he wanted to be homeless or something like that. He would move his things out of his room, probably because he was upset by having reliance on objects induced in him (the deprivation he was always talking about)

I think when you've already come to the conclusion that everything about the human experience is harm, it's so hard to try and convey that to other people, so instead of explaining it you just act accordingly, and it just ends up confusing and upsetting them.

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

okay i understood this one but i wanted to read your thoughts on it (i loooove reading your interpretations): this is me trying x labyrinth from gelsenkirchen night 2 <3

I was so sure I had done this before but I must have been thinking of this is me trying x daylight from the other day.

Let's get this out of the way: as usual, she sounds beautiful, especially on the labyrinth bits, where she lets herself belt and vocalize a little bit compared to the breathiness of the album version.

The theme for this one is: I just wanted you to know I'm falling in love again.

I went back into my archives to see what I said about it the night of the show and looks like we clocked it pretty much from the jump! At the time I pointed out this parallel:

Pulled the car off the road to the lookout, could’ve followed my fears all the way down -> I thought the plane was going down, how’d you turn it right around?

And that's pretty much the story of the mashup!

Much like the this is me trying x daylight mashup, it's a story about coming out of a dark place after being hurt badly but being determined to claw your way back to life, then finding a love that makes you feel alive all over again.

I think "at least I'm trying" may have become somewhat of a mantra for her over the years, particularly after she went through after the summer of 2023 but certainly in the years before it as well. Because she did-- she could have succumbed to her demons, but somehow found a way out of the darkest periods of her life to make a life for herself. And the beauty in that is by making that life she's then found more joy which in turn has opened that life up even further. What a gift that is.

I love the transition between

Pulled the car off the road to the lookout Could've followed my fears all the way down And maybe I don't quite know what to say But I'm here in your doorway I just wanted you to know That this is me trying I just wanted you to know That this is me trying

and

It only hurts this much right now Was what I was thinking the whole time Breathe in, breathe through Breathe deep, breathe out I'll be getting over you my whole life

Because they really are like... two sides of the same coin. One is the moment of truth, when you could make a decision that would change your life irrevocably, and the other is grappling with the mindset that leads you there.

I also love how she sings "I thought the plane was going down, how'd you turn it right around?" in this version!

The medley basically says: I tried like hell to get out of the pit and open myself up to love again in spite of having been hurt, and I'm going to keep trying like hell to stay out of the pit to hold onto this new love I've found.

[suekre]

Ramble on.

Being an online (OC) artist just sucks so much these days haha. It's just no fun anymore. I won't stop doing what I love doing and I like interacting with my little bubble but honestly... it's tedious, sometimes I really DO wonder how I have not given up yet.

[saviourkingslut]

not to be about opera again but to be about opera again. as an art form it has the reputation of being super stuffy and something for snobs who don't know how to have fun only but honestly this was one of, perhaps even THE main theatrical entertainment for centuries. i wish people knew how hard these things can go and how engaging they can be. like characters kill and die and fight wars and (almost) commit human sacrifice left and right. characters fall in love they mourn they're ecstatic they cry they're furious it's an extremely dramatic and emotional art form! and i understand that opera does not appear approachable bc of the general conventions of the art form but i promise old works can be fun and engaging if you go watch them with some preparation beforehand (reading the libretto helps) - not to mention not all operas are old bc there are so many modern operas which engage with topical events! also the music slaps.

[coquelicoq]

my oral comprehension must be getting better because i just identified (and understood) a lone line of french hidden in a verse of portuguese. to give you a baseline my general problem with understanding spoken french is that much of the time i don't even recognize it as french. i'm like wow listen to all that german!

[nekomasmngr]

life update: ive buried myself in my irl work

and whenever someone messages me (for good reason) about a fandom thing i get so irritated because i just dont have the time or headspace at the moment and the mild irritation passes im left with feeling bad that i neglected fandom stuff for too long 😞 but at the same time can you just stop :D