#sorry i don't like reblogging asks

[koshercosplay]

Neil gaiman is a Zionist :(

this is so funny because if you google "neil gaiman zionist" nearly all of the links are to unsourced tumblr posts or responses to a single tweet from 2015 that just acknowledges Israel's existence

I see gaiman has once again committed the heinous crime of Being Jewish When Israel Is In The News

[benjaminthecoathanger]

okay, because i saw a poll earlier and i thought the choices weren't clear enough and also the answers i saw to it annoyed me and also i'm curious:

NOTES:

I am including having watched gameplay of a game and not having played it as having watched the source material

In this context if you are writing fic/making art and you are not being commissioned to do so. This is purely for funsies

You getting into something because you saw a post/gifset/video about it and then watched the source material does not count. That's just how you get into new things.

Goncharov does not count because it's not real. I'll break kayfabe here I don't care.

[redwinterroses]

[chat message] "Skizz, it's been a minute since I popped in! how's life, my guy? Got anything exciting happening soon?"

Skizz: "Well... Yes. Got some exciting stuff coming up. And I'll be taking a sabbatical from work... Very overdue, because I'm.... [shakes head with disgusted face] losing my mind."

[game solving discussion continues]

[punctuation-completionist]

okay, so, i just realized i never said this, but if i ever reblog something from you and you want me to take it down, please do just shoot me an ask explaining which post it is and like. try to make it clear that's what you're getting at (ie, if you just send me "fuck you never reblog my stuff i hope you die" i am not going to understand that inherently as a request and more of as a dick move)

because, genuinely, i don't wanna be reblogging something that you're uncomfortable with and if i ever fail to read the room, it's probably a mistake and i would love for you to tell me that i made one.

[fl00mie]

I remember you're genocides 🫵

( do you even remember who moqi is ... hai its me )

now answering to your question.. no sorry i can't remember someone called like that-

(read tags pls)

[luna-loveboop]

Legend sick fics you say 👀

Well I don’t think I remember too many sick fics off the top of my head but weathered and wavering by Quirkle is very good.

Once you have a collection please do share with the class 🫶

Hehe yeah. Here is the original post about Legend sick fics. I got a lot of recommendations in the replies and reblogs that are so cool- seriously I read a ton of them and you guys are so awesome (/gen)

@uniquevoidflowers wrote this fic for me which is amazing of course- it has some of the coolest imagery with a flower thermometer which makes me very happy

Pretty much all of @skyward-floored 's sick fics are awesome, including this legend one that was instantly recommended to me by quite a lot of people lol (since it was posted very recently) (go read it)

Fill the cracks with gold by @sister-dear was so fun to read, it might be one of my favourites for Four

I loved Hiding behind plaster and ceramics by @occasionallyprosie -it had a lot of takes I hadn't seen before and was also very good writing

@arecaceae175 recommended down, a nine chapter sickfic that is really good, I loved reading it.

There's a lot of other ones, and most of them are in the notes of the post I made:

@the-au-collector made this reblog with a ton of good recommendations, and @hero-of-the-wolf reblogged with one I liked. Idk if the links can work like that but we'll find out

And my wisdom tooth surgery went well :D I've stayed off the internet for a bit of recovery. I'm good I'm just not doing too much interacting when I'm tired *shrug*. I was scared because my health is always so bad but it was ok. :))) I have definitely spent a lot of time reading- I knew it was a good idea to ask for sick fics for surgery week XD

So that's the lovely list of sick fics I've been reading- for when you get your wisdom teeth out. Or you're not feeling well, or you just feel like reading. Anyways.

Also my mind is still pretty tired right now but I wanted to answer this- I hope it's ok for everyone I tagged, and my phrasing and language isn't good right now, sorry. Love you guys /plat <333

[starrysupercell]

this may be a weird-ish thing to ask but I was looking for some cool official art of Colette and stuff on here and found a post of yours with official-looking art, but it wasn’t the full image. do you have/can you find the full image of this? this is an entirely voluntary request you do not have to answer this ask!

Not weird to me :> This is that picture in its entirety!

And, I feel like I should make this a Coke master post while I'm at it! Because once I made an incomplete compilation for Fang and someone liked the fact that all the neat Fang pictures were in one spot.

So here you go! Colette may not be the focus in all of these, but she's in every one! I'm not completely sure if it's all of them though.

💝 Bonus:

A lil loop with her buying stuff!

[kyouka-supremacy]

Thoughts on akutagawa being drawn with no highlights in his eyes, hair, coat, or on rashomon,,,like everything is drawn pure black? I like when he's drawn a little bit like not-human--contrasts real well with Atsushi's dilemma of being a tiger, personally thinking. Also like when he's drawn like a void. Little bit like the cryptid creachur he is. I think you wrote something about it in the tags on panels in his introduction in the Manga. I like to think other characters also see him the way we see him so his void ass scares the fuck out of others too. Man's skeevin and tweakin even in his design

I'm OBSESSED with Akutagawa's design. Look at him. This is what he looks like on a white background:

And this is what he looks like on a black background:

It's BRILLIANT. He literally disappears in the black. He's the ultimate monster. In his appearance, he embodies what above all is most scary for the human psyche: the darkness, the unknown. The way Harukawa took advantage of the the art rule of never using pure black by breaking it in the most clever way! No light gets reflected on him, because his form absorbs everything– is absolute darkness. Visually, his figure itself is Rashomon eating everything it encounters, and it's genius.

He is so nightmare coded. I love his big, inscrutable eyes that look like two voids, two black holes. I love how oftentimes you can't tell where Rashomon ends and where he starts, I love how sick and unhealthy he looks. I love how he looks scruffy like an abandoned dog. I love how young he looks– way younger than he is. It gives the impression of a ghost, someone who was killed before growing up and is now stuck with his young appearance no matter how many centuries pass.

I adore everything about these chapter 33 pages. The way he initially appears as just a single black shape, hardly resembling a human. His crunched, unnatural stance. The staggering. The way you can feel with your senses the thick and sticky blood. The top picture is the left page of the manga, so just imagine the visual impact of turning the page to be hit with an almost full-black page- it's meant to impress, it's meant to shake. The way he's one with the darkness: no textures on him, only white making out his outlines. The way you can't tell where his coat ends. His left arm hanging numb, limp, lifeless, inhuman. The spurts of blood on his face. His smile, how you won't notice it at first and how that makes it all the more disquieting; its juxtaposition with the violence that surrounds him and that he is the cause of. The way he covers his face, the impressions of hiding and looming. His face being split, which only adds to the horror elements. Akutagawa's character design as a whole is an ode to the gothic and grotesque.

And then this. Hello??????????????? The progression from how Akutagawa used to be to the last time we saw him alive is astonishing. It's upsetting. It really makes me wanna cry from a technical execution standpoint alone (imagine from a plot related standpoint). All the black is now replaced with predominant white, everywhere. His shirt is white and candid and pure, emphasizing contrast with the splash of blood in a way that almost results sickening. The blood on him is his this time. His face looks rounder, and healthier, and he overall looks more mature. His smile is sincere and genuine, it's light, it's affectionate. This scene is the culmination of Akutagawa's character both visually and thematically: the monster, Akutagawa, too, can be good, and arguably had good within him since the very start. Does it really matter if he lives after this? His character already developed to be the best version of himself‚ and this panel here is the proof.

Further readings: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6)

[suprababka]

NO!! It wasn’t asked because you haven’t written a lot— you have!!! I’m just super looking forward to a lot of the prompts (I’m a sucker for the hurt comfort that specifically comes from safeword use so I’m v excited for that)

Haha, I'm happy to hear it, thank you!😁💓 I was just half-joking (or was I?)😉 (sorry, I couldn't not have reference to this meme) I feel you though. I'm SO EXCITED to do and write many things, but alas, my university and work consume too much time and strength :((((( (I'm sucker for hurt/comfort as well😚) So yeah, I guess we all have to be patient😊

*this is me being sad because I really want to complete requests and start publishing headcanons, but unfortunately, not everything goes like we want to:

[bittsandpieces]

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[the-way-astray]

thinking about creating another account so that i can have a kotlc main

[the-writing-mobster]

Hey guys! This is gonna be a tough post but I just need somewhere to vent a bit, I've been through the ringer this past week. This is kind of a personal post too? So by all means scroll by if you don't want to read stuff about medical emergencies...

...

Kay. So... I had to take my mother to the ER due to complications with a recent surgery. Scary. Emotional. Exhausting.

Recovery for her will be a long and very difficult journey. Painful. She's doing better now and she gets stronger everyday but it's still a deep concern for me. I know the first week after she's released from the hospital will be extremely tough for everyone, especially her.

Personally, I've been really emotional. Crying on and off. Trying my best to be strong for her. So tired. So tired.

We were hit with a bombshell that she could have cancer, but the very next day were relieved to hear pathology reports showed the mass that'd been removed last week was benign, so that's def one less thing to worry about and a huge weight lifted off our shoulders....

All that being said — Honestly?

I could really use some kind words. Encouragement to help me get back into the right mindset to continue with art and writing. That's my safe space, you know?

Anyway, thank you all, and thank you to my wonderful mutuals who have been listening to me vent these past couple of days.

🫶🏻

[megabuild]

im gonna be 100% honest with you man i'm not gonna post this in full because you are just going to open yourself up to getting clowned on again but i do need you to know this is my absolute favourite opening to any ask i've gotten ever.

[starrsarchive]

uhhh here are some oddly specific things i associate with some of my mutuals!!

sorry for all the tags! if i do something like this again and you dont want to be tagged/included lmk <33 (i'll probably make more of these, these ones are just off the top of my head rn)

these are compliments btw!!!

@long-lost-soul - you remind me of a deer in headlights. she's a fawn, and she's not afraid, but curious. there's a nice sunrise behind her, and miles apon miles of beautiful scenery behind her

@frozen-waters - old gothic architecture or an old church. it's kind of hard to explain but you remind me of all the specific ridges and carefully placed details, the stained glass, and the rain that can be heard from inside the building

@nutluvs - the last petal of a cherry blossom tree. you'd fall to the ground and someone would carefully pick you up and press you in a book for safekeeping

@ercticisms - strawberry cake. i wish i could be more specific, but i'm super bad at explaining this one, but think of the really pretty cakes you see on pinterest

@gvmdisease - a stuffed animal in a thrift shop. its origin is unknown, but it's a black bear with a little plad bow. he's a little worn down, but that's okay. he's going home with a nice family soon, and he'll be so well loved

@anar-kid - a notebook, specifically a deep blue one with faded sharpie drawings on the cover. the notebook is full of writing, little doodles, inside jokes, etc. the notebook holds so many memories (there's even community references inside)

[whomuses]

@fallesto

The wails echoed into the void. How many deities had he pledged his loyalty to throughout his existence? Had he not been devoted, had he not fought valiantly in their battles, offering them everything they demanded? Yet, when the moment arrived for them to grant him a single wish—his daughter’s return—how peculiar it was that they fell silent. When the time came for the gods to finally respond and restore what had been unjustly taken from him, a simple act for any divine being, all he received was an overwhelming stillness. It was a bitter realization that his entire life had been in vain, that all his faith and devotion had been entrusted to entities indifferent to his plight. In the end, it all amounted to nothing, as death claimed him too, or so it seemed for a fleeting moment. Then, his body stirred, shifted, and he rose from his grave; a god had acknowledged him, a god had granted him his deepest desire—his daughter. The light of his life was returned, her essence revived, pulled from the clutches of death, reborn as if she had never been taken from this world. “This is the cost that must be borne. My god is not one to overlook his desires. He fulfilled his part of the bargain, and now I must honor mine. Fragments of my soul bartered, the moonrise surrendered into his grasp, darkness spreading like a shadow, yet it is still insufficient. The entire realm will succumb, and an army of the fallen will rise.” In the shadowy depths of his fate, he found no alternative; the lord of bones had issued his decree. With unwavering resolve, he would comply, dedicating himself to the service of a realm shrouded in darkness, a void teeming with the very death he yearned to possess. The solitary deity who had acknowledged his existence was the one for whom he would battle, slay, and ultimately perish—time and again, he would embrace death, only to rise anew, each time more formidable, more eager to sacrifice fragments of his essence to fulfill his master’s ambitions. The culmination of all things would herald an end, paving the way for a fresh beginning in this desolate land. "I have attained precisely what I desired, and now, true soul, I demand your submission. Bow before my ranks, or face the abyss; either way, your fate is to serve."

Watching as the other stood before him - immense, powerful, undeniable - Myrkul's apostle, yes, carrying the flame of that dread God. Their nose wrinkled, lip curled - something of a creature like him was an affront before the full-blood intensity of the true child of Bhaal, yet he let him speak, let that voice wash over - the utter expectation of his demand. The only true answer was to sneer. These representations, they were nothing more than an insult to him - but to The Lordling, it was mere mockery. Only he was the one who could truly carry forth the plan. Only he was truly… Godly.

There was something so pitiable about him. Really, truly. So bound to life, that even resurrected, a ghost of the general that had once been oh so noble… he often considered himself beyond feeling pity for anything so below. To be slaughtered was a great gift. It would undoubtedly be his own fate, some day, life taken in splash of blood and gore, a worship to the greatest of the dead three. Jaw opened slowly; a flash of naturally sharp teeth, blue tongue, red eyes narrowing at his… dramatics. The Lordling wasn't really one for such dramatics; he would lay out the prized worship for his father, of course, but this…

"Do not mock me, Thorm." his voice could have carried rage, but it was low, slick with rotten disdain. "You may command your armies, but you speak to me, not our other dread companion." the tip of his tail flicked; a sign of growing indignation. "We do not serve under one another, as damn you know - do not let your master convince you of more than your actual worth." he closed his jaw hard enough that it clicked. "We will rend this world - together. As much as it sickens my foul heart to admit that - together is the only way that we will truly conquer."

[starflungwaddledee]

ooooh aaah my first anonymous hate mail!

now i know i said i'd post this sort of stuff publicly to shame the sender, but i'm faaaaiiirly sure this is a kid. so! i'm not gonna post it, or engage, and have in fact already deleted it, because i really really suspect it's a kid.

i'll address one part: about me not tagging my work.

like many other things in the ask, that's an outright lie. i actually do my best to tag comprehensively and liberally, and if you're hatescrolling my blog you already know my tag for the shipaganza in particular is this: 🎀💖

i have put this tag (again, it's 🎀💖) on every post related to the shipaganza. even the explicitly non-romantic, platonic ones (like bandee's and kirby's) and the what the heck is that? ones (like marx's) so that people can liberally avoid it for any number of reasons. i'm just doing this event for fun, and want it to be fun for people viewing the work as well!

i also make it clear regularly that earnest folks can ask me to tag anything in particular and i will do so. however, i cannot control what tags are used on a post once it leaves my blog, so i recommend that you use this handy feature

to make sure you never have to see any of my content ever again, no matter who else might reblog it onto your feed!

if that's not enough and you're still finding mentions of me on your timeline (such as when other people @ me), you can also apparently use "filtered post content" and just put my username in there. now i haven't tried that in particular, but it seems comprehensive as it searches the entire post for instances of a phrase. here are the instructions on how to do that.

anyway! i hope these steps successfully help you to never see my content or mentions of me ever again!