#sorry for the month long hiatus

[possumtion]

A lil garashir study

[svtskneecaps]

i also just want to point out the qsmp members' commitment to like never letting the inactive members die. like dantdm logged on twice and is canonically dead and everyone continues to blame mysterious happenstance on him. spreen is canonically dead and yet people are still like namedropping him even tho the house façade he built has been demolished and also probably consumed by a mountain. they meme on kameto who's barely been on except that time he was a fed spy that was iconic as hell. they just immortalize their members and they're always so happy to see old faces come back and it lowkey makes me emotional lmfaoo like missa barely logged on for a while but goddamn nobody forgot his name bc philza can't go one day without mentioning him and mariana barely logs on but every time fit saw the homeless mariana in roier's city no matter what he'd stop dead and tell it "come home" and when slime came back to the server for elections after having logged off for the last like two months everyone was still excited to meet him bc the others had kept his memories on the server fresh and alive, maxo died canonically in the nuke and pierre pasted his face all over the server, luzu vanished for months and we never forgot him either thanks to the computers and foolish's wack ass family tree. like when purgatory teams were chosen and team red constantly joked about how it would be so over for the other teams once germán logged on despite the fact that germán had only ever logged on ONCE, the way they cheered when they snatched rubius in the split of green despite the fact that rubius hadn't logged on more than twice since march. they just keep the names alive all the time and it's like

it just makes me really happy to see. like it makes me really happy. like the admin team and the members alike are like 'no way in HELL are we letting your memory go' like damn once ur on isla quesadilla you really are stuck as an islander forever :D

[kyouka-supremacy]

I think we should just bring back Wungo Wednesday and start a fandom collective anime rewatch

[kittleskittle]

👀

[maryotism]

i yearn

[manofthepipis]

thought i'd make a post just lettin yall kno where i am

appreciate the asks, i'll get to them when i can

life happens, devastating loss happens, grief happens, and that stuffs not fun

who knows when i'll get back to writing but i hope one day ill get back to writing

[13-nothing]

First off Happy New Year! Hopefully it'll be a good one for all of u!

Secondly, I finally caught up after my self induced Inky Mystery ban for the month of December and I came back and like WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT LAST CHAPTER?!??!

COM'ON I started on Chpt 361 and it was all sweet, but kinda sad for Holly ya know? And I THOUGHT that "oh these are just gonna be some more kinda fluffy-angst chpts" but instead I got a heart wretching cliffhanger that left more questions than answers!?!?!?

Like I leave for a month and of course the last Chpt has shit hitting the fan on record speeds. At first it was just grumbly Pete showing that he really did care deep down for the boys and then the next moment our sweet lovable Goofy is just *poof* gone. He didn't even get more than ONE attack and he got inked!?!?

And then there was the lore drop with the inky ocean of eyes. Like damn, the dark puddles HAVE awakened and they're not going back to bed til there are no survivors left to walk the earth.

AND now we've got to wait another month until we know more. Curse me for binge reading this in one hour instead of spreading it out like I was planning on doing. ARRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHH!!

.....

On a sweeter note, I loved Alice & Holly's interaction about Alice's crush and the talk about her parents meeting Bendy, and then Holly being kinda vague about the Cuphead incident, while Alice is ready to crush the man for her. Tho Megatron has my wringing my hands a little, like I wonder where that's gonna go and poor Micheal is probably either dead or is gonna have SO much mental/physical trauma if they ever get him back.

I also really liked the Holly and Canola interaction. It gave more insight into her previous home life and her relationship w her parents. I have to say at first glance I didn't really care for Holly when she was first introduced, but she's definitely become one of my favorites especially after Labyrinth.

But ya, now I'm gonna drown myself in the babtqftim / BATIM / IM content I've neglected for a month and hope beyond hopes it can hold me over til February. If not I MIGHT actually finalize a couple of one-shots I've played around with. (Knowing me probably not, but it's the thought that counts, right?) (Or is that just a receiving presents thing?)

Anyway, thanks for reading my ramble and I say farewell to thee my fellow existences!

[deus-ex-mona]

work hard, whale harder…?

[not-poignant]

Ok i cant keep it in my soul for any longer. WHY ARENT MORE PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT THE GOLDEN AGE THAT NEVER WAS?? i know its a bit of an older fanfic now but I’ve read all your stories and all your fanfics (im absolutely obsessed btw) and never in my life have i ever seen anywhere such chemistry as between TGATNW Pitch and Jack. That fanfic altered my brain chemistry, remoleculerized my being and changed my life trajectory. If you have any, just ANY scraps of tgatnw pitch/jack content that you forgot about or something, just know theres at least one person out here thats feral for it. (I would die for a pitch perspective of any kind)

(Also tgatnw pitch kind of reminds me of utb gary??? In the way that they’re both most peak alpha males i can think of)

Hi hi anon!

Tbh people were talking about it a lot more when I was writing it! You can always check out the TGATNW tag for the kinds of things we were talking about and the fanart and stuff :D

I have such a soft spot for that fic though, like, I think it's probably my favourite thing I ever wrote for The Rise of the Guardians, and it has some of my favourite worldbuilding. It's one of those 'wow I really should've put 80% of that story and worldbuilding into an original novel because I think it would've done something good for my writing career' but I'm also very chuffed that it gets to be something in fanfiction that we all just get enjoy however and whenever we want. :D

Unfortunately I'm a very WYSIWYG (what you see is what you get) author in that I don't write lots of drafts or scraps of things and leave them on my computer. If I have something that's worth sharing, I will find a way to share it!

And yeah I definitely have different character archetypes I like writing, and Pitch is very similar to Gary! Even down to both of them having lost a loved one and walling themselves off emotionally to any new relationships as a result of that, and hurting the people around them because of it. Literally such a *clenches fist* baller archetype :D I'm definitely not done with it!

[cosmoshard]

20yrs old today.

[calpicowater]

Week 4/52: January 22nd - January 28th 2024 | Calgary, again!

sushi boat with jerry :))

he also drove me to t&t so i could buy snacks to eat during my work trip hehe

[mooodyblue]

rambling in the tags ignore me

[kg-clark-inthedark]

Chapter 14 has finally been posted! Preview below the cut:

For ages it seems we continue like that. A soft explanation of Corvo’s next move, the cool flush of water in one eye or the other, the coarse cloth wiping excess from my face, and repeating on. That is until at one point I notice, for the very first time, something dance across my vision. There’s a flicker in the dark.

Some sort of… light perhaps?

Yes, it’s light!

“It’s working!” I exclaim breathlessly. My stomach twists with the raw excitement of the only moment of hope in my memory.

“You can see?” Corvo, too, sounds over the moon. I’m almost taken aback by his earnest tone.

“Just some light.” 

“For now. We’ll get there.”

As he keeps working, more and more light pushes through the black veil. Then colors start to appear. Brown. Deep navy. Beige. Red… 

The nothingness transitions into what appears as a thick fog, thinning with each pass of water, as though Corvo’s careful handiwork is the rising sun, slowly steaming away the early morning mist gathered in the deep well of a valley. 

Fog, sunrises, and valleys; more knowledge I frustratingly cannot attribute to my own experience. Surely there are memories I should be able to recall of these natural phenomena.

The veil thins more so to reveal my carer’s blurry shape, shadowed and leaned over me in concentration. He’s shrouded in scarlet and it’s impossible to understand through the blur. I await clarity with an anxious energy.

I want so badly to see him. I wish I understood why.

Then finally, with two or three more flushes in each eye, each accompanied with a whispering assurance and a gentle drag of cloth along my face, I finally can see. Corvo pauses, looking down at me from above while I blink and bring his face into focus. Then it’s with a startled gasp that I truly see my savior for the first time…

Because he’s completely covered in blood.

Continue reading on ao3...

[orcelito]

God, what even is my "reasons this hasn't been updated in 4 and a half months" list anymore hfkshdj

I think we're at: wrote a smut fic, got a new girlfriend, got into bg3, quit my job I had for 8 years, my dad fucking died, got Throat Bleeding Disease, got into crochet, started watching way too much anime, got into Stardew Valley again...

🤔🤔🤔🤔 things sure have been busy, huh?

[tired-bisexual-brainrot]

james potters favorite color is green bc it reminds him of the summer he turned 3 running thru sprinklers on his street

[raven-starlight]

incomplete

Last night, I ate a grapefruit and it 

Tasted like you—bittersweet; 

Cut it in half, let one decay 

Let the other half be incomplete. 

“keep going,” they say, “time will heal,” 

put emotions away to the highest shelf 

and I guess it’s worked for me 

if the point was to lose myself. 

and now it feels like nothing is complete 

not the grapefruit I can no longer find

not your last wish, uttered in final sighs

and certainly not the living you left behind.