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Spaceship Unity, "Glasnost"

[eirikrjs]

Vengeance spoilers are in full effect out there--be careful, or enjoy!

Neither I nor @sorenblr will post any, so don't worry!

[deadlymaelstrom]

Message from the Front: The Tide Turns

Rook,

Word has reached me of your battle in Hossberg. Taking down an Archdemon at Weisshaupt was no small feat. And now, coupled with your victory over both Ghilan'nain's blighted dragons? Fewer than two dozen people in all of Thedas could boast such an accomplishment. News of your victory―of the Wardens' victory―has had no small impact on morale. Darkspawn swarm in numbers never seen in living memory, but there is a sense of hope, of optimism, among those who added their banners to our cause.

Not all have chosen to ally openly and directly with us. The Venatori and the Orlesian royal armies clash daily in Orlais. Val Royeaux is now under the control of the rebels, and from there the Venatori launch attacks as far east as Kirkwall. Yet Orlais still refuses to join with us. We've sent several companies to assist, but while the Orlesian troops don't attack them, they refuse to coordinate attacks. Paranoia, perhaps, from the past wars between Ferelden and Orlais. Still, the situation is dire, and I only hope they recognize it before it's too late.

Whatever ill luck may come our way from Orlais, fortune smiles upon us in the east. Whatever you're doing up north, it's drawn some of the Antaam off from their assault on our trade routes. Reports have also begun to emerge of attacks on the Antaam. The work of the Felicima Armada, apparently―I owe Isabela my gratitude. The relief from the Antaam's piracy is welcome.

Nevertheless, I can't help feeling like this is the calm before the storm on all fronts, and the worst is yet to come.

Yours, The Inquisitor

[housederiva]

Close enough, welcome back Vox Machina Critical Role

[tadfools]

Matt using a very specific voice for a certain character:

The entire table for an hour straight:

[death-envoy]

falcon

[hotdadlicense]

BARRY; 4.01 – yikes

[henrysglock]

LEAKED FOOTAGE OF YOUNG HENRY??? PROBABLY FOR ST5???? HOLY SHIT????? I’m fucking shaking you guys gotta see this I’m not kidding what the FUCK is going on

[giggly-squiggily]

Good For The Soul (Vinland Saga)

Hi hello I've officially finished Vinland Saga's anime and oh my GOD- I freaking loved it! Minus one episode the entire watch was lovely and I definitely recommend it!

I wasn't originally gonna write for Vinland cause- you know- season one didn't exactly give us many characters to work with via this kind of stuff, but season 2??? I've gotcha ;D Einar and Thorfinn are besties and now I wanna write all the content for them! I hope you like it! :D

Spoilers for Vinland Saga Season 2!!!

Summary: Einar notices that Thorfinn doesn't smile much and is shocked when Thorfinn admits he can't remember how. Time for some good ol' assistance!

“You don’t smile a lot, do you Thorfinn?”

He supposed he didn’t. “Sorry.”

“Heh- no, no apologies. It’s not a bad thing- well; okay, it kinda is?” Einar cringed, running a hand through his hair as he searched for words. “You’ve been through hell; I don’t expect you to be jolly about any of it. I don’t know why I even said that- sorry Thorfinn.”

“No, you’re fine. I get it.” The blonde looked down at the stock of hay he was playing with, face thoughtful as he twirled it in his fingers. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a reason to. I think I forgot how.”

“Oh man, sorry about…wait- you forgot?” Einar squawked, twisting around in his hay to stare at him. “That’s a thing?”

“I guess so?” Thorfinn shifted, uncomfortable.

“Sorry- sorry. I just- wow….forget to smile. Don’t tell me you forgot how to laugh as well?” Einar looked like a man who was just told the secrets of the world, hands in his hair and blue eyes wide with shock as he went over the new information again and again.

“Erm…Einar?”

“We need to fix it!”

“Huh?” What was he on about?

“We need to fix it! Give you back your smile and laughter! Don’t you know those make up a part of our souls? It’s like- drinking cold water after a long day on the farm! Or- or- having a hot meal when your body feels like lead! It’s simply good for the soul!” Einar spoke with such passion it was starting to convince Thorfinn. “It’s not your fault you forgot, life has been cruel to you, but now that you’re on a new “I won’t fight no more” oath and you’ve got me as your friend; we can fix it!”

“I appreciate it but…how exactly are we gonna do that?”

“I….don’t know.” Einar deflated, sheepish. “But we’ll figure something out! Quick- what’s something that makes you happy?”

“Uhhh…”

“First thing to come to mind! What makes you feel less depressed?”

“You do?”

“.....you’re kind.” Einar blinked rapidly. “But we need something that’ll bring a smile to your face when I’m not around! Something like…a good joke! Quick, what’s one you know?”

“Erm…oh. Oh um- why do s-sheep stay in groups of three?”

“Why?” Einar looked ready.

“Cause they…erm…” Thorfinn blushed, sinking into himself. “I forgot the punchline.”

Silence. They sat staring into space for a few minutes.

“Well- at least you tried?” Einar offered, grinning. Thorfinn seemed to sink further.

Okay- new plan!

“You know…back home, before my village was…yeah.” Einar shifted, coming closer. “My sister and mom laughed at everything. No matter what was happening, they found a reason to smile. Me though? I liked to think I was more realistic.”

“That so?”

“Yeah! Anyway- I didn’t always get what was so funny, so my mom and sister would…” Einar paused, blinking suddenly. “Hey, um- before I do what I’m about to do, can I touch you?”

“Um…sure?” Thorfinn blinked. “What are you-”

Without any warning, Einar leaped. They’re bodies went tumbling back into the hay, sending bits of it flying up into the air. Thorfinn could have easily thrown him off, but refrained. Within minutes, Einar was sitting on him, a hand grabbing his wrist and shoving it overhead. “There! Gotcha!”

“You…did?” Thorfinn looked up at the hand entrapping him, then back at Einar. “What exactly are we doing?”

“Thorfinn, I got one question for you. It’s one of my most important questions of all time.” Einar raised his free hand, flexing his fingers all about. “Are you ticklish?”

……..Was he? It’s been so long since anyone touched him like that. When he was six or so, Ylva would tickle him to tears whenever he got fussy. Both his parents did as well- though it was brief little attacks whenever he tried to “fight” Thors or refused to wake up from his mother’s lap. When he was in Askeladd’s group, he kept his distance from everyone, quicker with a dagger than ever before.

“I don’t remember.” Thorfinn admitted, watching as Einar’s eyes widened in renewed shock. “Not likely I still am though. It’s been years.”

“We’ll see about that!” Einar raised his hand dramatically before bringing it down to Thorfinn’s stomach, clawing at the hardened skin.

Thorfinn has lived through many types of physical contact. He’s been beaten, bruised, broken down and dragged. He learned to tolerate the pain and various factors that came with it.

This however? God help him- he just crumbled.

“Ge-Ah! Aheahhahahaha! E-Ehehheheeinahahahhar!” Almost immediately he was arching at the touch, trying to get away from his friend’s fingers as they drilled into the sensitive skin through his shirt. He was wearing a shirt- why did it tickle so much through the shirt? “Hohohohohld on! Hooohohohohohlod oohohon plehahahse!”

“Oh wow- you really are ticklish!” Einar paused briefly at the request, giving Thorfinn a chance to breathe. “Do you want me to stop?”

“Heh..hhehee..” Did he? It was strange and unbearable and…nostalgic. Comforting really.

“Ihihit’s fine…you can keep going if you want.”

“Whoa-really?” Einar grinned, releasing Thorfinn’s wrist so he could use both hands. “Okay- just tap me like this when you’re done.” He gave three quick pats to Thorfinn’s bicep before diving back in, once again renewing the shaky laughs and giggles the blonde let out. “Get ready!”

“Yoohohohou’ve ahahahhlreadhahhahdy sthahahahharted! Ahehehehehehe!” Thorfinn cackled out, lightly shoving at Einar’s hands as they scribbled into his belly. His sides were worse; the second Einar switched over to grab them he yelped and twisted, stuck on his side. “Ehhahahahahahhaa gahahhahahd iihihihiht’s wehehehehird!”

“That’s what tickling’s supposed to feel like!” Einar laughed, poking all over as he searched for tickle spots. His ribs proved rather ticklish, especially the backs, and when he jabbed a finger into his armpit, Thorfinn shoved his arms down tightly against his sides- a wheezy short drawing out.

The best reaction though was when Einar squeezed the back of his neck. Instantly he exploded in laughter, scrunching up with a rare squeal. “EHEHEHHINAR!”

“Oh snap- what was that? Oh my god, you’re adorable!” Einar kept up his playful assault, laughing with him as Thorfinn howled with mirth. “Do it again!”

He did- alongside a variety of other sounds he was mildly embarrassed by. Eventually- when his face was flushed red and his hair was full of hay, Einar stopped, pulling off before Thorfinn could tap him. Exhausted, the blonde fell back with a tired sigh, residue chuckles breaking up each gasp for breath. “Ehehehehe…ehehhe…heh…”

“Did it help? Cause it looked like it helped! You’re smiling!” Einar cheered, swiping off remaining hay off his face with a chuckle. “And you laughed too! Alot! How does your soul feel, Thorfinn?”

How did he feel? Exhausted for sure. Tired. Breathless. But also…

“I think it does.” He placed a hand on his racing heart, not out of fear but rather…relief. He felt strangely light- as if his body was made of air.

For the first time in ages, he felt…safe.

“Good!” Einar patted him on his belly a few times before rolling to the side, getting comfy in his hay. Once he was comfortable, Thorfinn asked the question.

“You said your sister and mom used to do that to you…does that mean you’re ticklish?”

“.....Thorfinn, I’m gonna say this once and only once cause I consider you my brother.” Einar turned to look at him, expression surprisingly hard. “If you dare try to tickle me, I will end your existence. You’ll be tickled so much you’ll ascend to Vahalla and have to explain to them why you died- death by laughter.”

Thorfinn stared. Then he puffed, grinning. Einar’s expression cracked. Within minutes they were laughing like children until their bellies hurt and their eyes were misty.

“I behehheeived you for a sehehecond!” Thorfinn wheezed, a hand over his face.

“Yohohohou did! Yoohohohu did!” Einar agreed, just as giggly. “Heh…but really- that’s something I’m not so willing to share.”

“I’ll find out.” Thorfinn decided. “Sooner or later.”

“We’ll see.”

Thanks for reading!

[mabaki]

Isgarren, yo, give Mbk his sunglasses back, please??? Mabon.... Mabonbons.... yo Mabonbonbons.....

[missmybabyx]

woke up super early so I'm going to live blog the newest episode of Magnum PI, can't wait to see it!

[miki-13]

That makes too much sense. So it’s a toss-up on which one of them remembers the least of the original story.

OH MY GOD I JUST REALIZED WHY RUBY DOESN'T SEEM TO KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT EVER AFTER. YANG NEVER TOLD HER THE STORY BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT ALYX WAS A LIAR AND A CHEAT.

I mean I do think she did know about it because she's Ruby and she'd be the one besides Blake to know about fairy tales

But also, that would be such a funny explanation for why she doesn't remember it much. Yang read it to her once and was like "I am not letting this influence my baby sister"

[zylphiacrowley]

Question: after criminal activity resumes, would people be okay with me continuing my Erenvahl gpose stories without the divider and the cut? They'd still be tagged for spoiIers if they contain any (I try to be really careful so even if they don't have any spoiIers they'll probably still be tagged as such). I would like to keep them not behind a cut, but I realize that when I posted my pre-DT spoiler post I failed to consider that I would want to resume it immediately after posing tools return.

Figured I'd ask before crimes come back so I could see how people are feeling. I would assume people who don't want to see spoilers already have things blacklisted or haven't returned to social media yet, but... just in case.

[cruciatusforeplay]

I will no longer be tagging good omens s2 posts with "good omens spoiIers" (although some in my queue will still have the tags by the time they see daylight), but all my GOmens posts will be tagged with "the goodest of omens" so you can filter that instead (this will remove all my good omens posts though, not just the S2 ones)

[housederiva]

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[tadfools]

‘you’re the reason I’m here’ you guys do understand that if Dorian dies we’ll speed run to the most fucked up version of Orym right?