#sorry oh my god this is a lot I just have a lot of thoughts

[lesbinewren]

people talking about the la fires and bringing up “hollywood elites” that are too rich to have sympathy for or talking about how this is gods punishment for the “sins” of celebrities is pissing me off. bro so many of my coworkers have had to evacuate their homes and have/could lose everything. and most of us work two jobs and struggle to pay bills. not rich elites. fuck you!!!

[blushweddinggowns]

Eddie was wide awake for the fourth night in a row while Steve’s voice streamed through the walls. Every passing second had his pathetic crush on the man dissolving more and more. The last bastion between Steve and Eddie telling him to fuck off. 

It took one last laugh for him to finally snap. He couldn’t take it for another second. He threw the covers back, marching out of his room to start pounding at Steve’s door.

He didn’t have to wait long. He could hear Steve scramble to open the door, tripping over himself before finally getting it open.

“What’s wrong?” Steve asked immediately, clearly concerned, “Are you okay?”

The reaction took Eddie aback. He didn’t- how did he not know what he was here for? 

Eddie barrelled right past it, his anger winning over his confusion, “Dude, you gotta shut the fuck up at night.”

Steve frowned at him, “What?”

“You gotta shut the fuck up at night,” Eddie repeated, crossing his arms over his chest. If he wanted to fight with him on this, Eddie was more than ready to play ball, “I can hear every goddamn word and I’m sick of it.”

Steve’s eyes widened, a blush crawling up his neck as he tried to stutter, “I-I-I didn’t-”

Whatever reaction Eddie had been expecting, it wasn’t this. But now that he started, he couldn’t stop. His brain refusing to catch up with the expression on Steve’s face, “And the showers at thee something? That’s gotta stop too. Can you not hear yourself? What’s your problem?”

“I-I didn’t think you could hear me!” Steve stuttered out, “I didn’t- oh god, you could hear everything?”

“Everything,” Eddie confirmed, his anger slowing down at Steve’s panic, “It’s not like I can recite your conversations but it’s enough to make sure I can’t fucking sleep.”

He could see Steve visibly relax at his words. Which was… suspicious. Maybe he should have been listening in at night instead of seething from exhaustion. 

Steve ran a hand through his hair, “I didn’t- I could never hear you! So I thought that you wouldn’t be able to hear me. I’m so sorry.”

“Yeah, so am I,” Eddie sighed, “What? You’ve never had shitty walls before?”

“Not for this price,” Steve shrugged, cringing at the look Eddie gave him, “Not that I’m complaining! You didn’t design the building.”

He looked sincere but Eddie’s lack of sleep had his filter evaporating. He pinched the bridge of his nose, hating that he was about to go full RA. But this wasn’t going to happen for another night, “So who keeps you up all night anyway?”

“It’s my job!” Steve rushed out to say, “And my best friend. She’s studying in France and we’re obsessed with each other. It’s the only time our schedules line up to talk. I didn’t even realize how loud I was being.” 

Great. Now Eddie was starting to feel bad. But he wasn’t ready to admit it yet, “You really didn’t know how loud the shower is? Don’t you hear that shit in the morning?”

Steve shrugged, “I’m a heavy sleeper.”

“Is your job like, sweat-inducing?” Eddie tried, “Or can a shower wait until before work?”

“The former,” Steve said quietly, shifting foot to foot, “It’s… a lot of movement.”

Eddie squinted at him, confused at what that could mean. Until it hit him. The cash, the late hours, his stupidly pretty face. The question spilled out of Eddie’s mouth before he could stop it, “You’re a stripper?”

Steve cringed at the wording, crossing his arms over his chest, “I’m a dancer.”

“At a strip club?”

“At a gay club,” Steve mumbled, clearly getting more uncomfortable by the second. 

Eddie didn’t notice. Too shocked at what he’d heard. He felt like his world had just been flipped on its head. Steve wasn’t supposed to- he wasn’t an option. Right?

“I didn’t think you were the gay for pay type,” Eddie said dumbly, cringing at the glare that earned him. Holy fuck he needed some sleep. Or a muzzle.

Steve stood a little straighter, his embarrassment replaced with an anger Eddie wasn’t prepared for, “First of all, I don’t fuck for money. Secondly, I’m not straight. I didn’t think that was something you’d have a problem with.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Eddie was fucking this up something fierce, gaping at Steve like a fish. He hadn’t been ready for him to turn the tables like this. He was supposed to be the dick here, not the other way around. 

Steve stared at him, clearly unimpressed with his lack of response, “Is that it? Because I’d like this conversation to be over now. Good night.”

from the first chapter of this fic (my holiday exchange fic! To be completed by the 14th deadline but I wanted to start posting whilst in the editing phase!)

also tag list for the official fic link! @faery-god @the-fatal-lozenge @nyeddleblog @my-love-of-books

(btw I only tagged who specifically asked for it because I don't wanna be annoying. But if you implied it and I missed you my bad! I'm just paranoid! Thank you everyone who has had an interest <3)

[enjoythesilentworld]

2024 fandom review!

thank u for the tag @willesredlights sorry it took me literally ages to get to it

lets pretend we're not almost two weeks into the new year ok? and what a year it has been. holy shit.

~ Fics written ~

I'll be honest I did go a little batshit crazy this past year. 314k words across 19 published works, plus god knows how much more unpublished on tumblr. listen, I was deep in the ??? phase of my master's (still am, lets be honest) and desperately looking for a new creative outlet. I've always been a writer, always loved dreaming up stories, but I have never quite connected to a universe as much as I have to this one. I resonate with so many of the characters, and i just feel like there is so much room to play and explore. i will continue to add in old people OCs to my fics wherever and whenever i get the chance.

First fic: for the tree's sake (M, 48k) aka tree boys inspired by the trip that eventually led to my discover of young royals in late '23, and my darling baby. yes, that airplane ride that seems weird and random is based on truth!

Fav fic: just if for a minute (T, 53k) aka fake married idiots i greatly enjoyed making Wille suffer for just under 53k. that confrontation scene took days off my life and yet i am so proud of how it turned out.

Honorary mention to Growing towards the light, which was a dream to work on and create with my dear sweet friend Lia. there is one braincell between the two of us and it's full of nature facts and dick jokes. and beautiful stories about getting lost in the wilderness and finding yourself along the way. and tent-dick jokes.

Last fic: Wille på Hyllan (T, 13k) aka christmas shenanigans! another collab with my dearest friends which was hilarious to write and so silly and imo an example of one of the greatest perks of being in a fandom: meeting some of the most incredible people ever. also, dick-lights and dick-tomtar and dick-cookies. what more could you want?

~ Fics Read ~

if i tried to go through my history and tell you how many fics i read this year i would never make this post. i'd be here counting and trying to copy links forever. i read hundreds of fics. i enjoyed all of them, thoroughly. i got a lot better at leaving comments (sometimes). i was consistently and repeatedly blown away by the genius brains we have in this little Swedish corner of the internet.

if you are a writer i love you and i give u a kiss on the forehead.

also: i recently made a lil rec list here.

~ Other Stuff? ~

i had two big, busy months this year. three? : May, Wille's month & July, Simon's month i cannot believe i wrote 62 stories in 62 different universes (give or take a few). that's kind of stupid! but oh my god it was so fun!! some of my favs: -> Food, where Wille and Simon meet and embark on a mistakenly booked couples food tour in Barcelona -> Fashion/Style, aka the Met Gala AU aka the thing that turned into something so much bigger than i could have ever imagined. literally i thought people were gonna hate it. so, thank u for not hating it. and for letting it become 15k+ of pwp. -> Secret, friends to lovers RAHHHHHH -> Home (Improvement), aka grumpy home renovator Simon idk i just feel like this should become a full-blown fic one day

and oh boy who can forget about Kinktober from wax kinks in 17th century Italy to desperate love confession in the middle of wildfires to... whatever that was in the confessional (idk, that's between them and God).

2024...

I did some painting: x x I wrote some real weird lil ficlets: x x and I met dozens of incredible people. thank u for liking my stupid rambling posts from 3am and my silly little ficlets and for reading my stories and telling me about your stories and saving me from the Frankfurt airport and yelling with me about stuff thats definitely not in the Bible and sharing your time and space and art and care.

@bigalockwood @hergrandplan @gulliblelemon @saynomorefic @pagegirlintraining @skibasyndrome @sobadbad @impossibleknots @piebingo @theaviatorthatcouldnotfly @misfithive @sillylittleflower @zee-has-commitment-issues @purplehoodiesandclementines @justfriendsbestthings

giving u a big hug. and! this is by no means an exhaustive list. if ur reading this we are bffs. send me a message ok? ok. y'all keep me sane and happy and i am so grateful for you! live love wilmon

[astradyke]

2021 was stereo year right? I really do think they were a domino that led to the dapg return. They were so chill and fun in them. So like they are now, sort of the trial run of this old and gay and phil says fuck era. I like to imagine them just sitting around in their pjs/ ratty home clothes, no pressure to look good for a camera, and chatting to us for an hour. Then after, they order dinner and lounge around chatting about how it went and their thoughts for next week. Phil gently talking to Dan about how it was so nice to be doing something together and wasn’t that easy and fun and hey maybe creating content doesn’t always have to be big and intimidating and scary. And Dan being like ‘don’t push it’ but he’s grinning and then he brings up an idea for his next Tuesday segment and he’s talking so passionately and Phil’s looking at him with this sappy knowing look on his face and Dan says shut up but he’s smiling and yeah. Just Dan finding joy again in content creation, and Phil getting to be Dan and Phil Phil not just amazingphil. And all the silly things like Dan in the frog outfit and the cloudcore outfit because he lost games and the April fools show. There’s just something so special and transitional about the stereo shows and I love them.

yes definitely stereo years! i still haven't watched all the stereos because liveshows used to stress me out but i think i should really go back and listen to some of them because i'm so curious. i really love your thought about how it's the domino leading to the dapg return because exactly as you said it's introducing a sort of casualness into their routine where they can interact with us but it can be fun and chill!

and UGH your elaboration........oh i feel so ill. the idea that he's grinning and saying "don't push it" but like he's thinking so hard about it............ the joy in creation that dan gets to experience when a lot of the stakes start to lower.... i FORGOT about the cloudcore outfit but like. God you're so right! You're so right. they call you astra my mutual who is so right all the time God bless!!!!!

Sorry my reply here is a bit incoherent but this is sooooo fucking true. all of this. retweet. i like this so much

[youandthemountains]

hope it's okay to pull some of these out, what gems!!!

[Doctor McCoy, considering your intellectual levels are scarcely above plankton, I would hardly... I would... I... Doctor... McCoy.

Your pardon, Doctor, I... forgot myself. A rather insidious illusion. ]

I love how they have these little lines they won't be pushed to cross when it comes to each other, that no one else could guess. This reminds me of the novelization of Galileo 7, where Spock asks Boma if his ritual really matters to him, and Boma responds "yes, even if it was your body out there!" And Bones is furious and chastises him and I believe the phrasing is "still smarting on Spock's behalf, goes to check on him". And it's funny because in both of these cases, what's said isn't far different from the things they normally say to each other - Spock loves insulting McCoy's intelligence lmao! but they know their intent and when it feels wrong - too sharp, not part of their play, it pulls them out of things immediately. Here, McCoy literally rescuing him from getting trapped in the pride circle of hell, because they ground each other.

Bones...

Sorry. Jim... we've seen a lot of pain, a lot of death, this last while. And I'm not standing it as well as I used to. I've been thinking... I don't know, maybe this kind of thing is best left to the young.

Bones... I don't know what to say to you. If Spock were here, maybe he would. He's always good at producing snappy comebacks for anything you say.

god, they ground each other!!! this confirms my priors that McCoy wouldn't want to be on a ship without him and vice versa I think Spock isn't as stimulated without him. They need each other for enrichment!!!

Dammit, Spock, I couldn't bear it either!

But, Doctor, despite that, you did.

I have actually read this one before but this exchange always drives me crazy. McCoy, despite enjoying complaining about little things, rarely actually expresses his needs or dissatisfaction with big things when he decides they simply need to happen. So this - this open admission that something hurt, was too much, is already A Lot.

and then Spock's response - to acknowledge and validate that - "despite that" and still have that unshakeable confidence in him. Just *chefs kiss*

...and I must say, you have surprised me Dr. McCoy.

Oh? How's that?

Spock never described you as a thoughtful man.

*chuckle* Can I quote your testimonial?

You may... though I do not see the purpose.

Oh... it might just come in handy in some -- uhh -- umm -- discussion one of these days.

I've been thinking about Sarek and McCoy a lot today anyway and this exchange is GREAT. I love them bonding. and McCoy's delight at learning that 1) sarek thinks he's thoughtful and 2) Spock is going to hate this and also 3) perfect fodder for an argument he's decided to pick is just fantastic.

happyyyyy spones day!!! Some of my fav spones panels from the comics cause my pc is sadly still dead 😔 these are all out of context cause I go monkey noise whenever they interact in the comic n screenshot in a frenzy which means I don't even remember from which number they come from(they all from the DC ones tho)

These are from a bones centric chapt where baby boy realizes he can mind meld just like his husband

[halitis]

Teen Roy Harper and Oliver Queen shenanigans? I usually just see grown up Roy with Ollie but I crave more of a father - son bond.

ty for sending through the ask! they send me fucking INSANE!!! i love complex parent-child relationships and i think a lot of people see roy’s speedy era with ollie as just. all bad. but it isn’t! ollie is a good dad overall, yes he has had horrible moments and made lots of mistakes but he did work hard to fix his wrongs (n-52 ollie and roy's first re-meeting can go suck my left tit).

(sorry i took so long to respond! these posts actually take quite a while to type out, and get my thoughts down.)

the first time roy got sick while he was with ollie, ollie was stressing. he’s not ready for this! stitches? easy. girl troubles? no problem. but a fever and runny nose? oh god oh fuck. he’s relying on what he’s seen parents do in movies, so he decides to read roy a story! roy is certainly too old for this and also Doesn’t Love reading, but he bears it because it’s kinda funny for a bit. after like third time ollie tries, roy just goes “pls. you don’t have to do this. lets just watch a movie or something.”. now it becomes a tradition that whenever one of them gets sick, the other will just chill and watch movies with them. they don’t need to talk, the quiet company is much better.

roy genuinely looks up to ollie, so much. he admires the man in everyway, roy grows as a person in ollie's presence. roy developed his sense of justice and ethics from ollie (you can see it through how they both prefer to try and change the system over the individual). i think for the longest time, ollie could do no wrong in roys eyes, which is why their relationship fell apart so harshly because roy had unrealistic expectations of the man and ollie wss just... Not being a good father in this moment. it took a while to adjust his self worth to not be based off his perceived value to others.

[continued under read more]

ollie may be a lot of things, but he is Not dumb enough to not give roy the sex talk. is it the best? probably not. but he was VERY serious about having it when roy moved in, because he remembers himself as a teenager and is just like "oh god. oh GOD..." (he likes to think hes not like regina georges mum, but he deffo is.... ur getting old dude :/ sorry to tell you)

(DONT COMMENT ON THE FACT THAT HES WATCHING PORN. IM AWARE. I DONT QUESTION ANYTHING THIS MAN DOES ANYMORE)

when ollie first starts going out with someone, roy goes and gives ollie the exact same talk. in front of his date. ollie is just like "ahaha.... kids right?" roy has to spend the night at hal's house hiding out from him. (not out of any serious fear of repercussion, more playful).

i know the stereotype is that ollie's always getting into fights over politics, but it is actually so incredibly both of them. these two only increase in energy and passion when with each other. catch ollie going "YEAH THATS MY BOY!" when roy is chewing the fuck out of someone.

to me? they are both so autistic... idc no one can convince me otherwise. ollie doesn't realise till he hits his late teens, and even then hes in denial about it. he comes to terms with it a bit better after the island, so when he starts to recognise the same things in roy? he is quick to give that boy all the support he needs. he refuses to even let anyone talk shit or about it near roy, because he is so petrified of the the same internalised ableism he had manifesting in roy too.

ollie gets a small tattoo for roy, nothing big. probably just a little one on his back or ankle or something. he didn't even really plan to do it? it just happened. he sends roy a pic after its done and roy is just. emotionally wrecked.... he does not know what to say.... how does he even express what this means to him? its a permanent commitment to him. (he ends up just messaging back "looks ugly :/", ollie can read between the lines well enough to know what he means).

the first near death experience roy has with ollie he gets Fucked Up over it... he's already lost 2 other father figures, he can't lose another. he doesn't say anything about it, but hes attatched to the hip for ollie for at least 2 weeks... ollie didnt even realise why till he mentioned it off handedly to diana and shes like.... thats a child. hes scared. Fix It. they still dont talk about it, but ollie stops getting snappy at roy for following him around.

okay i have more to say, but im actively about to get in the car so i gotta go!!! anyone feel free to send another ask if they want me to finish up laterz!

aND FOR U ANON... WHO WAITED 50 YEARS FOR ME TO FINISH THIS.....

I <3 U

[multi-fandom-lunatic]

I have to agree that booktok has heavily impacted romance negatively. I don't read romance but I mean for God's sake romance is meant to sweep you off your feet for a while, it's meant to make you feel for the characters and most importantly, it's woman-centered. The novels I have seen with covers that have guys with rippling abs or a woman posing with a man may feel cringe, yes, but to be honest it's fine for a book to be just ok, and most of the romance books do end up centering the female character and her feelings, which I think is fantastic when the real world is so patriarchal. But now we've (imo) got women slowly trying to mvoe it back to how it was before - the toxic male love interest being prioritised, his feelings being validated whilst his female lover is only seen as a sexual object. But apparently it's fine because the female main character likes that she isn't respected or seen as a human being 🙄. Oh and then it ends with her getting with him. Like yeah not all of booktok is bad. But uh, considering how many women are shrugging and saying, "let people enjoy things!" in response to others' criticism of the misogyny and abuse apologism on booktok, maybe we should be looking at the whole tree instead of counting the many bad apples that have fallen on the ground.

Misogyny in romance has come a full circle. It started out as men writing misogynistic, bigoted and harmful content for men, and now it's women writing misogynistic, bigoted and harmful content for women.

It's weird. Even in when women write stuff for women, it seems to be written for the male gaze. I think it's a result of the very 2000s/2010s feminism of "girl being mean to guy yay feminism". And the Booktok girlies are overcompensating by going back to the misogynistic roots of romance.

It's got a lot to do with Booktok not knowing what a healthy relationship looks like. I've noticed a lot of women on there say that they want a book boyfriend (usually Rysand) to come along and sweep them off their feet or something to that effect. Romances like SJM's and CoHo's give Booktok a standard to hold their (fictional, but this bleeds into real life) men to. But they also exaggerate it. They see misogynistic shadow daddies and they go "MORE MISOGYNISTIC MORE MORE MORE" to fuel some fantasy that itself is rooted in misogyny (this whole paragraph is... so incoherent. Sorry guys).

I also think that what a good book constitutes of is dependent on what the book wants to achieve. Books like TKAM were always meant to make us uncomfortable and angry, and it succeeds in that sense. In the same way, I think a good romance book achieves what it sets out to do. Some are written to be serious and thought provoking, some are supposed to be light hearted and fun. My problem lies when romcoms end up glorifying misogyny, which is what a lot of Booktok romances do (and they also get more popular because of the algorithm).

One of the main reasons that misogynistic romances failed when they were created is because of intellectualism. People analysed it and went "this is harmful, actually" and through much fighting, romance became a safe place for women to write and read what they want. Until now. With Booktok breeding anti intellectualism, they're undoing all this work that activists did. And it manifests in the "let us enjoy our books" and "books shouldn't be political" club.

[krysmcscience]

It’s finally done, guys – five whole pages of Narilamb AU comic AND MORE be upon you! (If you have trouble reading any of the text, view the full-size! These pages are huge!)

Yeesh, this took forever. <:)

There’s probably a ton of inconsistencies and anatomy/perspective wonkeries, but this was mostly just comic practice, so Oh Hekkin Well, Lol <:D

(Yes, I am aware the Gateway’s door isn’t present in the Afterlife, and the actual way in is just a pentagram portal. Yes, I put the door in there anyway because Artistic License, i.e. it felt more impactful for there to be a prison door of sorts to walk through to freedom, rather than just a bland boring portal on the ground. 😠)

anyway, i hate backgrounds so much lmao

Alternate ending and a buttload of bonus art under the cut, followed by goofy AU rambles and headcanon stuff:

I’m calling it the Revival AU. It’s not all that creative a title, and someone else has probably used it already, but I am too lazy to really care, LOL

Alternate ending page, which you will Definitely need to view the full-size for, Whoopsie Daisy:

The alternate ending was actually the first ending I finished things off with, because I had a brief badbrain moment where I forgot the emotional beat I initially wanted the comic to end on, and I tend to write comedy, anyway. I later remembered and drew out the proper ending, but I preserved and finished this one, too, because it still makes me giggle.

They had to go back for the followers off-screen in the AU’s real ending. And by ‘they’ I mean just the Lamb, because they weren’t about to ask three newly freed cats to go back into what used to be their prison. The Lamb DID spend some time watching Narinder and the bois enjoying the outdoors first, though:

In other news, here’s the Lamb and me making fun of my anatomy-drawing ‘skills’:

Meanwhile, if you’re wondering why the Lamb is just a-okay with how things went down vis a vis Their Murder, this bonus comic should answer at least some of your questions:

Ah, yes, also this is how they get engaged outside of the alternate ending. Forgot to mention that bit. XD (I already refuse to believe that Narinder is capable of flirting normally, so why would his initial marriage proposal be any better???)

Oh, and before any of them get a chance to actually head back to the cult grounds, there is one potential problem:

And by ‘problem’ I mean something Narinder intends to ignore for At Minimum a thousand years. Cuz he’s a petty bitch like that. :D

what do you mean i drew the lamb too tall compared to the background? clearly they’re standing on top of baal and aym lmao, why else would you think those two aren’t in this one??? (aym and baal got way too excited about finally being outside, you see, and their silly modes are nothing to sneeze at)

And, speaking of heading back to the cult grounds, I’m sure y’all would love to know how the Lamb’s followers felt about the brand new change in management:

It all went better than expected. <:D Tiny ramble now, feel free to skip down to the next comic.

Before you ask, no, the Lamb does not have any actual powers anymore, other than the immortality Narinder definitely grants them. The Red Crown just thinks it’s funny to suggest otherwise, and Narinder does nothing to discourage this. Also, the Lamb and Narinder aren’t actually married here yet, but, uh. Pretty safe to say that particular ritual directly follows the events of this comic. XD

Given how quickly he mellows out in canon, Narinder probably chills out a lot in this AU once he’s in charge of the cult, too, if only because 1.) He’s finally free, and 2.) He’s equally smitten with and distracted by the Lamb. He’s definitely in charge at least 95% of the time, though, because the Lamb never actually wanted to be a cult leader and, now that their time as a vessel is done, they just want to be a normal(ish) sheep who’s wholly devoted to their hot new divine husband.

Some followers do still have some valid concerns about these two being together, though, which I’m sure at least a few of you might share…

Unfortunately for any such concerns, the Lamb is a bonafide masochist in this AU. :D

They’re also 100% a sub, obviously

Anyone at all: Your relationship is problematic and potentially toxic

The Lamb: fuck yeah it is, it’s so hot~ OuO

Here’s just the last panel, made transparent for whatever nefarious purposes y’all might have for it:

Additional exchange Narinder and the Lamb have at some point, probably after the Lamb does a fatal whoopsie while out on a mission trip or in response to things getting a little too sadistic in the bedroom, ahaha:

Look, there is a very important distinction between life and death, and if you don’t understand that, then you’re probably not worthy of being the God of Death, anyway. (At least, according to Narinder, and ONLY Narinder.)

Last but not least, have these shittens:

~Such creative naming conventions I have utilized, lololol~ :D Anyway, there's a few deets on them in the rambles down below.

The rest is all ramble, so before I get to that, I’ll just say – likes and especially reblogs are very much appreciated!!! :D If you happen to really really REALLY like my stuff, meanwhile, I do have a link in my bio to my ko-fi page, where I’m accepting commissions and donations if you’re especially generous… ÓuÒ

Now, BE FREE IF YOU AIN’T DOWN FOR READING MY GOOFY RAMBLES

First ramble is re: Baal’s question of ‘Did it really work?’, since I didn’t feel like expanding on it in the comic proper, and it’s arguably pretty vague? He doesn’t ask because he doubts Narinder or his capabilities, exactly, but because neither Baal nor Aym have ever actually seen their god at full power before (he’s still technically not at full power here, either). It’s not expressly stated how soon the brothers were brought to Narinder after his imprisonment, but whether it was early on or after a length of time for Shamura to (somewhat) recover from his attack, he must have already been weakened, since I have no doubts that there was a huge battle that accompanied the Bishops working together to trap him. So, between that fight with all four of his siblings, sharing his power with a variety of vessels over time, and being chained immobile for a thousand years, he must have been severely weakened by the time he lent the Red Crown out to the Lamb, which would have only weakened him further.

I like to think this is how the Lamb is able to defeat him if they refuse to be sacrificed, despite how it took all four Bishops working together to subdue and chain Narinder in the first place.

All that aside, the three cats have been trapped in the Afterlife for so long that Baal also wanted verbal reassurance that they are all, indeed, actually able to leave it now – something that I headcanon isn’t possible without a significant amount of power (i.e. the Red Crown’s cooperation with its bearer/vessel).

(On a semi-related note, I don’t headcanon Aym and Baal as twins. I like sweetheart big bro Baal and snarky little goth bro Aym too much to have them be that close in age.)

Ah, teeny thing: If you noticed I switched up the art style for Narinder on the second page, that was intentional. It's sort of a visual indicator that there has been a Big Change for him - that being, how much power he has after sacrificing the Lamb. As for why I changed up his arms in the grass rollin' pic, I don't really subscribe to the notion that his arms are spooky bones because they're horrifically injured (beyond chain-chafing scars, that is), but rather just because he's the Bishop of Death, so he can change how normal-to-spooky they look at will. At some point I might doodle out how I imagine his appearance to range between least to most eldritch... 🤔

Next ramble, regarding Narinder’s feelings towards the Lamb...he was initially too focused on being freed from his imprisonment to form any real attachment to them. They were a tool for his use, first and foremost, but he did notice their intense devotion towards him. It was impossible not to notice, because the Lamb was always very happy to see him, even if it was because they died during a crusade (yet again). He wasn’t originally planning to revive them once he was freed, either, because he saw no real point to it – after all, they were already dead when they first met him, just as any other mortal would be when meeting him in the Afterlife, so death has very little real consequence in his eyes. But, once the chains were off, and it really sank in that he stood to lose the most devoted follower he’s ever had, he decided…why put their soul to rest for good or leave them stuck in the Afterlife when he could just as easily revive them again? And why not reward them for their hard work, anyway? Not only would it cost him nothing by comparison, but the future devotion that could come of it would surely make up for his (bare minimum) effort in reviving them.

He wasn’t expecting to get a full dose of that devotion and a smiling face so soon after killing them, though~ :3c (because the Lamb is a bonafide freak, and not-so-secretly into the fucked up power dynamics going on here, lol)

I should mention here that I am firmly of the belief that any non-god/vessel who crosses through the Gateway and into the Afterlife just straight up dies. So, Aym and Baal? Also straight up dead, from the second Shamura brought them through. Their souls were just never put to rest so that Narinder could have some company – if only according to Shamura. Narinder kept the two around mostly out of bewilderment, because honestly, who are these kittens, and what is Shamura’s game here, anyway??? They never even explained anything, they just tossed these kittens into the Afterlife and LEFT!!! At any rate, Aym and Baal being dead is how I explain why their souls apparently become lost in the void if they’re killed, along with the added complications required to revive the two because of it.

So, with those deets in mind, and given a bit of time, if Narinder hadn’t chosen to revive the Lamb, and also hadn’t chosen to put their soul to rest, they still would have woken up at some point, despite being as straight up dead as Aym and Baal. Who, don’t worry, were also properly revived while Narinder was waiting for the Lamb to wake up. Because I am also firmly of the belief that, first, the dead cannot leave the Afterlife without the use of a ritual/relic (and can't stay in the living world for long regardless), and second, dead followers’ devotion isn’t anywhere near as potent as that of the living, given how much more the living stand to lose.

Final ramble, regarding the Lamb’s feelings towards Narinder, and why they’re so devoted to him…

Well, you don’t spend most of your life on the run with your steadily-dwindling herd, trying to evade the ongoing genocide of your species, without becoming a little fucked up in the head. Maybe a lot fucked up in the head. Life is suffering, so might as well have fun with it, right? Maybe start finding death and pain to be kind of hilarious, even a little bit hot, once everyone you know and love is dead and gone, leaving you all alone? And maybe after that, there’s something comforting in how, despite the cold, cruel uncertainties of life, at least you can always count on the inevitability of death, patiently waiting for you until your very last breath? Who knows. Either way, as soon as the Lamb was killed, and they learned that the literal God of Death was offering them a second chance at life and vengeance via effective immortality, they were 100% ride-or-die-devoted all at once. Turns out death is kinder than life – go figure. (Of course, it helps that Narinder is 100% their type.)

They weren’t put off by Narinder’s thinly-veiled sadism or manipulations, either – they’re not too different in those regards, albeit opting for vastly different methods. It’s a very ‘two sides of the same coin’ sort of deal. In order to stay alive once they were made the last of their kind, the Lamb had no qualms with using others to their advantage, and that did not change once they were revived and expected to run a cult. They didn’t care for the position of authority, though – being a sheep and all, they’re much more of a follower than a leader, and thus greatly appreciated Narinder’s need for control. With how they had to keep on their toes for so long, the Lamb was also pretty good at reading people by the time they died, so they could recognize that a lot of Narinder’s posturing was just that – posturing. Dude’s 95% bluster and only 5% bite. He could obviously be vicious when he wanted or needed to (the Bishops' injuries were clear proof of that), but underneath his outer layer of cruelty was a generous layer of tsundere, and underneath all THAT was a soft squishy middle sibling velcro cat in desperate need of attention and affection.

(Which, for the record, he Did Not feel comfortable getting from Aym and Baal – Narinder still has no idea why the fuck Shamura sent them to him, beyond acting as keepers at best or trying to sabotage his attempts to escape at worst. Which, he thought HE sabotaged in turn, by guiding the kittens into being his devoted disciples instead. He thought he was very clever for it. ‘I outsmarted Shamura!’ he thought, despite that there was never anything there to outsmart. ‘What do you mean, Shamura sent your kittens to me for company?’ he demands of Forneus later. It may or may not lead him to pull Shamura out of Purgatory just so he can shake them and scream about how they should have Fucking Explained that!!!)

But, getting back on track as to why the Lamb was so willing to be sacrificed, I cannot stress this enough – if you pay even a minimal amount of attention to what he’s saying, Narinder is REALLY NOT SUBTLE about his intentions. ‘Death is of little consequence.’ ‘Followers are for you to use to your advantage.’ ‘Sacrifice a follower to absorb more power.’ So, yeah, the Lamb knew exactly what would be expected of them once the other Bishops were dead. They knew Narinder would expect them to die for him one last time. But, after all, death is of little consequence (not to mention hot), so when the time came, they wanted to see him freed, even if it meant oblivion for them in the end.

He’d given them a second life, and the ability to avenge their kin, and they felt indebted to him for that – so, while they were still pretty glum about the possibility that they might not get to see him free of his chains, nothing beyond their devotion and debt to him mattered. They never wanted all the drama and expectations that came with the Red Crown’s power, anyway, so, better for Narinder to have it back so that he could deal with it. What he did with the Lamb afterward would be up to him, and seeing as he was their god, they’d accept his decision gladly.

Were they in love with him by that point? Oh, obsessively so, but only in the devotional sense – romance was nowhere on their mind nor radar. That is, until he unexpectedly revived them again, told them he still needed them, and then offered down his hand to help them up.

The Lamb fell HARD for him in that moment. :3c

And now, a tiny shitten ramble. Lu and Li are twins, because sheep tend to have those a lot, and are conceived not long after the Lamb and Narinder’s marriage ceremony. Lu is the minutes older one, but Li is much more mature. I have put no further thought into these two, other than that they are utter menaces, birthed by the Lamb, cling hard to both their parents but especially Narinder (who spoils them rotten), and they are both genderfluid, using whichever pronouns/names they feel like at any given time. They are also both intersex, same as the Lamb, who was initially infertile up until Something Something Vague Magic, which I have also put no further thought into ¯\_(シ)_/¯

oh, and before anyone tries to suggest i headcanon this AU’s lamb as trending more female due to them giving birth or whatever, no, no, a thousand times no, they might have a vag, but they've also got a dick, and even if it's not as big as they'd like, they still know how to use it

Finally, the very tentative name for the Lamb in this AU is Yazdi, which is really just another name for the Baluchi breed of sheep XD (Not that the Lamb is this specific breed, I just didn’t like any of the other sheep-related names I found, ahaha...)

THAT’S ALL FOR NOW (collapses into an exhausted pile of goopy limbs)

[angelitaby]

yes! i do with my whole heart i truly do

op i know you said to write in the tags but it's easier for me to just write it under to cut i'm sorry i have a lot to say

starting off with why do i believe in God? this is my testimony :3

i did not exactly grow up christian but i did go to church with my grandparents when i was young and those moments were so special to me, they stayed with me throughout my life. the last few years i had been going through it ngl i was so miserable i literally did not want to exist, i was in so much pain. then i lost my grandfather and that was a breaking point.

if you asked me at this time last year i would say i don't believe in God or demons and such things. but so much has happened that literally no one could convince me God isn't real. He has done so many wonderful things for me in this life.

i literally had a demon i will admit that right now. demons are not just these ghosts or monster things, they are real. i had one, my mom had one, my sister had one, my brother had one. i once had terrible anxiety and panic attacks, i could not leave the house without freaking out and literally crying. i hated my dad, i literally told him that to his face and refused to talk to him for almost 2 years. but i love him so much, i regret my words heavily. i contemplated many horrible things.

my sister and brother couldn't go to sleep for so long because they were so scared to, my sister heard screams telling her to get out every night, my brother had constant nightmares. i'm not even being dramatic. my mother called herself a witch and dabbled in witchcraft. there was even a time where i was seriously worried for her mental and physical well being.

a bit after my grandfather's death, my family visited this strange place in the city, there was this psychic who told them that my grandpa was watching over us. that he was there with us. that may have seemed comforting, especially to my dad and his mom, who were hurting so badly at the time, as you can imagine. but right after that, when we got home. my mom and dad started arguing constantly. they were on the verge of divorce. and my mom and grandmother? they loved each other, but even they too were fighting.

at the same time, my siblings were hurting. oh and by the way, the lady gave them this weird peice of paper that had Jesus Christ's name on it upside down!??? call me delusional but that was the work of the devil. i'm not lying, this was all very real. it was scary to experience.

but sometime during last summer, my mom met this woman, who reminded me a lot of my grandmother... and guess what? her husband's mother literally grew up with my grandma???? it wouldn't have mattered so much if they grew up together in our small town, but no, they grew up in an even smaller town in new mexico together! so of course our familles really hit it off.

she mentioned that she volunteered at the food pantry at her church once, i love volunteering and have since i was young. so i thought that maybe i could come too, i enjoyed it a lot. and even wanted to try going to their sunday service. let me add that before that, i had been questioning my religious beliefs a lot. i had visited a few churchs, but none of them felt... right. this one was different. you could feel it, you could see it. it is unexplainable in words. my mother was crying, it was scary at first. she's been through so much, i hate to see her hurting. but no, she wasn't hurting, she was healing. truly healing. my siblings finally stopped having such terrible nightmares.

a few weeks later, the church had a sale to raise money. my family went to help out, and as i was looking around i happened to pick up an angel. that angel belonged to who i now call my dear grandfather in Christ's, late wife. the angel says "All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother." on it. i showed it to my mom, of course, and he came over to me, told me how it was his wife's and how she got it for her own mother. and he bought it for me.

i wrote him a thank you letter after that, and we began to write letters to each other back and forth. he shared his own testimony with me, and it was so comforting to my heart. like i said, i lost my grandfather. but i shared in the sorrow of losing someone and made a friend. i truly believe this was all done by the Lord. no one can convince me otherwise. that is just a sum of my story, so much more has happened since then and before.

the enemy thought he had me, but God saved me and my family. the devil is out to hunt us, hurt us, kill us, and bring us down to hell with him. he'll use our weaknesses and bring us down. he'll shame us and tell us terribile things that are NOT true. it's scary. he's knows God has already won and he is trying to take as many of us as he can before his downfall. he has convinced so many of us that God isn't real, that He isn't listening and caring towards us. satan is a liarrr!!!!

but. but but but!!! God is better like i said He has already won

and okay something i see and hear a lot is if God is real then why do so many suffer? that is a genuine valid question!

God never said we won't suffer. there will be hardships in this life, and following God, i must warn you will bring more upon you. you know why? because of the enemy, the devil. he hates when God takes back what is His. His children, whom he loves. satan will fight claw and tooth to try to get you back, but you were never his to begin with. Jesus paid the price for all our sins with His life, His blood. He suffered for us so that we may know Him. we are His if we accept Him into our hearts.

He promised He will always be with us through all of the attacks the devil throws at us. He will heal us time and time again. He will lift us up no matter how many times you fall. i don't care what anybody else has told you, God will never give up on you. He's not mad at you, you're not worthless in His sight. you are wonderfully and beautifully made. those are His actual words.

but also God wants to help us grow, and sometimes in order to grow you must go through some pain. He wants us to talk to Him. He wants a relationship with us. He wants us to know Him. He's literally our Heavenly father.

if you are hurting right now, i truly encourage you to try talking to Him. just for a second just a word. just ask Him for help, pray "Lord help me" and He WILL answer you. He hears us and He wants to help us.

i promise you it will change your life. if you trust what i say even for a second it could save your life

i would like to apologize to all those who have been hurt by others who claim to be christian. but they are not God.

God is love. He loves us. He sees us where we are and will save us if we ask. yes He still loves you if you are gay or anything of sorts, no matter what anyone says. we are all sinners anyway. i am. all of us are!!! our flesh is against us and no one is perfect and we all fall short that is why Jesus came down to earth to save us.

Jesus came here not to end all injustice in a worldly way, but to give us a promise of eternal life, in a kingdom of gold with Him, and all we have to do is follow Him and believe in Him

and at this point (if you are still reading, oh may God bless you) you're likely thinking this girl is crazy! i am! verily so

but He has promised us that at the end of this life we will join Him. we won't cry and be hurting no more, we will be with our creator. isn't that beautiful? no?!

He loves us, that is the truth. it pains Him to see us hurting, so much so that he collects every tear that His children cry. but He promises to turn those tears into joy and peace. He knows us better than we know ourselves. He sees how broken we are, our worst our best our everything and He still without a single doubt loves us. you can't say that isn't beautiful. to be seen and so unconditionally loved

it's the most comforting thing in the world to me i'm a mess without Him and i need Him everyday. i feel so alone without Him.

not everyone will admit it. but we have all felt it. some time or another. that empty space and void in our life. that feeling of complete nothing. that's our soul longing for itself. The Holy spirit fills that space with our Heavenly Lord's love

"God isn't real where is the proof?"

this world is proof in itself. the world could not have created itself. i'm sorry but it's silly to think so

every painting has it's painter and every building has it's builder, yes?

but i'm not forcing anyone to believe in God. not even God is forcing himself upon anyone (again i say God is not ppl) it's not my job to do that

but i want to share how lovely His presence is to me. how He has changed my life. i know that even though i hurt He will always be with me and comfort me and He blesses me in ways i could never imagine

i pray that this may be a seed to someone who may read this i pray that someone may share in this joy with me. we should totally be friends in heaven frfr

i'm insane but i know my creator. i know He has given us all the gift of being able to know Him and talk to Him. all we have to do is believe in Him. simple as that. just for a second and it will change your life.

the faith of a mustard seed can move mountains

[laurellala-comics]

Fun fact! This was the real tipping point that made Edgeworth run away after AA1, they just couldn't show it on screen because they didn't have the rights to Chappell Roan's music <3

(A spiritual successor to my "Hot to Go" joke from this post. Image description under the cut below)

[Image ID: a four page black and white comic of characters from ace attorney.

The Judge stands solemnly at his podium holding a gavel "Mr. Miles Edgeworth, you are on trial for the murder of blah blah blah..."

A cheerful Maya Fey leans over to Miles Edgeworth, who is staring straight ahead and looking very concerned

Maya: "Psst! Mr. Edgeworth! If you win your trial, can I show you Chappell Roan?

Miles: "What the hell, sure." Internally he thinks "Oh God I am going to jail"

A box saying "later" in the top corner of the next panel marks the passage of time.

The Judge smiles as he says "I declare you... Not Guilty!"

We see a full body shot of Maya dancing excitedly while Miles looks on, emotionless

Maya: YIPPEE omg you're going to LOVE this

Miles internally thinks "oh no, the consequences of my actions.

We see Miles standing in between Phoenix Wright and Maya looking apprehensive. Maya beams in excitement, while Nick puts a reassuring hand on Miles' shoulder

Miles: Alright, so what is this exactly?

Nick: She's a pop musician Maya really likes

Maya: You promised you'd let me show you, and it's legally binding because you said it in a court room!

Miles: That is not how the law works Ms. Fey

Maya: Shh just listen!

We see a panel of Miles' pensive face concentrating as he listens to "Hot to Go". He thinks to himself "hm".

Another panel zoomed in more. His pensive expression has grown more tense/confused as he listens to "Red Wine Supernova". he again thinks to himself "Hm" in a larger thought bubble.

We zoom out again to see Nick, Miles, and Maya standing together again. Miles stares forward blankly, eyebrows raised. Maya excitedly leans in.

Maya: Ok, that's her whole discography. So! What did you think?

Nick looks at him, waiting for his response

We get a panel of Miles, looking bewildered. He starts to speak "I..."

We cut again to see the three of them standing together.

Miles: I... don't think I like women?

Miles looks shocked and confused. Nick is bent over laughing, using a hand on Miles's shoulder to support himself. Maya looks outraged and appalled!

Maya: MR. EDGEWORTH! Just because you don' like her musi it doesn't give you an excuse to be sexist!

We see a panel of Miles looking stressed and confused. He leans his head on one of his hands, which messes up his hair, showing how he isn't his normal put together self.

Miles: I should rephrase that. What I mean is, Ms. Roan is clearly VERY assured in her feelings towards women. I was... unaware that anyone felt that strongly. I thought we all viewed these things with a vague sense of distaste and unease but collectively ignored it. Like how we do with climate change.

We zoom out again to see the three of them. Miles stands in the middle looking deeply uncomfortable and lost in thought, vibrating with unease. Nick and Maya exchange deeply concerned glances across from him.

With lingering unease, Miles begins to walk away.

Miles: Well, I should be going then. Goodnight.

Nick hesitantly raises a finger to point out an inaccuracy in that statement

Nick: It's four in the afternoon-

he gets interrupted by Miles who repeats firmly: I said Goodnight

Nick looks in the direction Miles walked off in.

Nick: ...He'll be ok, right?

Maya reassures him: Of cours Nick! I mean, what's the worst that can happen?

Jump cut to a closeup of Nick's hand holding Miles' letter which reads Miles Edgeworth chooses death in all caps. Then, below in smaller font, it says Also femininomenon was really good, thanks.

We see a panel of Nick glaring wordlessly at Maya as he holds the letter in his hand. Maya leans against the wall and looks away, whistling, trying to look innocent to avoid blame.

As a bonus, we also have a page that takes place a year later. Miles and Nick stand talking. Miles looks calmer now, and Nick smiles encouragingly.

Miles: In my time in Europe, I've been examining myself and my approach to law. Ultimately, the most important focus must be justice. We owe it to ourselves and to the people we serve

Nick: Wow, that's really inspiring Edgeworth. And, uh, hows the... the other thing going?

We get a zoomed in panel of Miles glaring menacingly at a suddenly nervous Nick

Jumping out again, Miles turns his back to Nick as he continues to talk

Miles: So as I was saying, justice is truly so important...

Nick nervously rubs the back of his neck wearing an awkward expression as he sweats nervously. He thinks to himself internally "Ooookay then, clearly still working through some things there"

/.End ID]

[proxycrit]

What if I redesigned some horses to fit MY favorite narrative trope: fallen gods and forgotten myths of old? Anyways.

Twilight’s mentor is a strange one. In a world of twilit planes forever shrouded in mystery, the older unicorn Lest and her adopted student Twilight are one in many common travelers, migrating the pitted wastelands and eeking survival within settlements that spring up around the glowing meteor shards. Despite living with Lest for the last four years, Twilight can’t help but seek answers to where her brother has gone— and in the process, perhaps dig a bit too deeply into the complexities of gods far older and dangerous then she can truly fathom.

On the otherhand, Celestia “Lest” Sol is having a terrible millenium. Her sister is no longer her sister, her student teleported herself halfway across the continent, and she got herself kidnapped by an old rival trying to attune with the elements of harmony to overthrow the current ruler of Equestria.

At least she gets a toxic yuri moment.

Meanwhile, Chrysalis is having a great time. She’s got kingdoms to conquer and people to feed and a waning god to taunt.

(The Selene Grace hates the sun monarch they deposed five centuries ago as they stay chained to their post, keeping the lunar and solar bodies from crashing into each other. Luna misses her sister, and the easier world where they haven’t hurt each other beyond reparation. Nightmare Moon misses their monstrosity, trapped in a host who’s grief has poisoned them with empathy.

Things are bound to tip. The celestial bodies are not bodies, but prisons, and the amalgamations we call alicorns the key. And something desperately wants to be freed…)

Anyways:

My mane 6 redesign here!

And my luna and celestia redesigns here!

[medi-bee]

isat pokemon au, my liege?

my rambling in tags

[woodswallow]

Oooooh my fucking god...this was such (!) a nice and unexpected gift!!! I can't handle all that praise, oh my goodness, I'm blushing! :)

I never expected this story to have such an impact on you! I mean, I like it and I'm also proud of it, otherwise I wouldn't have posted it. But I also think it's quite slow and a lot of descriptions of actions, which might be boring, so I wasn't too sure about it. But reading your post about it makes me feel so warm and flattered <3

Also that you took the time and effort to translate it and even make sure the translator did it justice... <3 You know why I stopped translating and uploading my stories on AO3 and I somehow feel sorry for that. But I really (!) appreciate it SO much, that you make sur you do my work justice - damn, this means so much to me and shows such a great level of respect for my art (yes, writing is art for me).

The specific moments from the story you mentioned - reading this made me smile :D I'm so happy you liked these parts so much. I'm somehow living in these stories, so reading which parts you liked most is so nice, because I spend many thoughts about it. Haha, the part with the wales XD It's so nice to be able to mix own experiences with fantasy :D

And about that last part of your post - I'm really moved that you grasped that...feeling, that importance of them having to be this young and Richard still being Sven for this story to work! <3 I had this atmosphere in mind, that "being young and reckless, full of dreams and power, but also insecure and still neding to find a place in life". It sould convey the atmosphere of a roadtrip, of two young men just doing what they feel like doing. If it's playing with a kite, so be it. Or enjoying the sight of a naked butt :D And yes, exactly - I also feel that "Sven" was a different person than "Richard". And it's so great to be able to play with these "two persons in one". It's sooo satisfying for me as an aothor to read, that you got the story and feel the same about the descisions I made for it, to see that my intentions worked, that the story worked for you <3

Thank you so, so much once again, dear Bianca <3 Exchanging thoughts about a story is always so enriching and such a gift for me :-* Imma head over to fanfiction.de today and go through the notes there :)

One of the most beautiful stories I've ever read. I'm not exaggerating that this work should be officially published. It's so beautiful it literally left me speechless and the heart-warming ending almost brought tears to my eyes. I feel guilty for not leaving comments while reading. But… First of all, it took me forever to read since I don't speak German well-enough (I guess my level would be between B1-B2), and I wanted to read without translation, merely with a dictionary. And at the same time I "controlled" what translator does to the original. Good news is - the story doesn't lose that much through translation, so those who don't speak German may use it, and I strongly recommend it as "Dreadlocks und Vokuhila" is a dream-work. When you start reading, you really can't stop. Chapters are so masterfully constructed a reader feels like they'll die if they don't see another one, just until the magnificent final. It's a story one'd love to go back again and again, to one chapter or another, not necessary chronologically. And I promise to @woodswallow, the author, to keep coming with the comments!

There's so many things I loved about this work it's impossible to list them all at once, I also don't want to make spoilers, but just have to mention some moments: Paul advertising the guitar shaped air-freshener. Playing with the kite. How nervous I was when Sven was going to tell about who broke the guitar. I was honestly "no no no, don't do it, don't it!" all the time. The sad moments during bad weather. The reconciliation. Paul's secret place and what happened there. The WHALES. Oh my God… Paul waking up after the very cold night. Sven being so trusting and pure. Paul being a really good friend, against all odds, almost like a big brother.

I've always loved the stories that take place when the guitarists are in their late 40-ties, 50-ties. I became a Rammstein fan on 2011 and didn't look back too much when it comes to the muscians' former appearance or relationships. But this story made me to. I realized how beautiful and necessary for this work it was to have our guitarists so young, still barely famous, but also not bearing such a big and sometimes difficult history of relationship. At the beginning I also couldn't get used to Richard's former name, Sven, even when I write about the story now, the first that comes to mind is to write Richard. But soon I realized the name Sven works perfectly here. He is so youthful, shy but trusting, with the name Richard came more self-confidence, pride, maybe even some arrogance.

But what is one of the best things about "Dreadlocks und Vokuhila" - a reader doesn't even need to know the guitarists or care about them. The story will make you love them all by itself…

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

literally the easiest way to make someone care about a character and make them feel well-rounded beyond basic traits like personality, sexuality, ethnicity, etc, is to give them an actual character arc, and it’s shocking how many people do not seem to fully realize this

you cannot just cram a bunch of tropes. tropes are not the main event, they are tools to tell the story you wish to tell. emotional impact comes from the lead up, so you can’t just jump ahead and expect the payoff to work. “I want this character to just ___ already!” but they’re not there yet. that’s where the arc comes in - how do they get there?

and! most importantly, and this is something I really want people to think about when writing - the most important relationship your character should have, always, is with the world and society around them. defining your character purely through their interactions with other characters are, I find, how a lot of female characters end up feeling flat or not engaging with the themes as much as the male characters, and also how queer and non-white characters wind up as devices for other characters’ development instead of being more fleshed out

[spinnysocks]

kiburi x ushari but specifically doomed kiburi x ushari. more than anyone else in the army they believe with full sincerity that scar's plan HAS to work because they can't succeed without him

[thegreatyin]

this nemesis ambition started out a little slow but I am getting closer to finding that bastard who killed my wife, and I’ll not rest a minute now that im far closer to on his trail

sorry got in character for a second

Anyways fun ambition so far very fucked up though

congratulations on joining the murder club anon!!!! depending on who you ask the name refers to either people who have murdered or people who have witnessed murder. usually both. actually extremely often both. it's a swell time you'll feel right at home (don't mind our collective skyglass knife collection in the back)