#that was sad

[shen-mu]

'Im so sorry Fit.....'

[frankenbuggee]

More rare Fanart.

Sometimes, you just gotta draw Two-Face as an edgy ‘The Office’ meme redraw.

[royalarchivist]

o7 to Cellbit's castle, it was one of the prettiest builds on the server.

(But if anyone was going to blow it up, I guess I'm happy Roier had a hand in it 🫡)

[hagenwo43]

Off Season Pt6

[soratsuart]

Last night there was a bunch of lore happening, especially for the Spanish speakers and even through I wasn't there for the whole thing, I've been reading up what happened, so I'm going to make a quick summary of the situation right now for the English speakers :)

GENERAL LORE

Basically? Tomorrow on Sunday 2nd we're having some sort of event happening. We don't know the details, but it seems it'll be lore relevant and might involve Osito Bimbo/Cucurucho.

Quackity was off stream doing many things. He told the others he didn't trust Cucurucho and that it seems like they have something more going on than just asking questions. He also interviewed Fit, Vegetta and Roier about their experience communicating with the other community. Finally, he also convinced Fit to join him in a criminal group.

SPANISH LORE

This one's great, guys, it's a fucking telenovela right now. After the events from last day, Roier seems to be going through a villain arc right now.

He told Missa about Spreen's and Quackity's betrayal and how Spreen killed his dog and Missa's cat. Missa didn't believe him, though, and he blamed everything on Roier. After calming down, Missa admitted he doesn't want to fight with Roier, but he can't accept what happened, so he has decided to investigate the truth of the events.

The damage was already done, however, and Roier feels abandoned by all of his closest friends. He only trusts Vegetta and Mariana right now, and he wants revenge, so he went over to Vegetta and asked for his help. Vegetta accepted, but he doesn't want to know who they're attacking. He also has memories from his past life in Karmaland, btw.

And that's the situation right now. Roier is pretending to still be friends with everyone until he can have his revenge, something is happening tomorrow that might involve Cucurucho, and there's a lot of chaos going on.

[ramon-tikaram-love]

Ramon Tikaram as George Beaufort in Love Rat (2024 mini series)

[motherfvckingmoony]

Sirius knew, while he was in Azkaban, that it had been twelve years. Not by scratching a mark day after day into the walls, but by counting the full moons, month after month, thinking of Remus.

He counted them, how many he had missed, how many Remus suffered without him or James by his side. And he knew how long he had been missing from Remus’ life, counting the moons he missed because, really, all that matters anymore is Remus.

[spideyhexx]

I will never forgive Tom for getting rid of the croissanicles😞

I loved looking through them randomly

-🪽

super sad day

[cherrylssues]

Full NSFW image here ✨

-> Colored here ✨

[waywardstation]

Criteria of a Tumblr SexyMan

1. not inherently attractive

2. multiple aus with inter-au shipping

3. popular but its weird

4. sexy humansona

5. pathetic

6. cult-like fascination

Ingo couldn't have been a sexyman, most modern "sexymen" aren't tumblr sexymen. That's why Sans is going to win.

I'd say Ingo has gone through most if not all of these. There is a lot of content out there for a character that's been around for over a decade at this point, especially having been as popular as he was in Japan with the crumbs of media content that was out before PLA and Masters EX (And I think that alone proves number 6).

Though another thing I heard though was that for someone to be a tumblr sexyman, you have to see the character outside of their fandom spaces, enough to know who they are despite not even engaging with the fandom. EVERYONE knows who Sans is. Who the Onceler is. Who Bill Cipher is. And I'm honestly not sure if Ingo fits that one.

Looking at the list of characters in the poll, it just seems that what counts as a tumblr sexyman may have simply just naturally changed over time though? I know most of the characters to some degree, but I see a lot of people not knowing who they are, so maybe that doesn't really matter anymore.

[you-are-forever-special]

Here ya go!

Your OC accidentally helped a mob boss change a flat while transporting a corpse and was rewarded with a "favor." They then find themselves in a position where they need to make that call. -Is it a successful mission or does it require a few steps to complete?

(Thank you~! I got super into this one, lol - kinda dark warning. And sorry if it's confusing; read the chapter 'The Best Years Of Our Lives' for some more context)

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She thought she had escaped this life.

But deep down, Taiga knew all along that that was most likely just wishful thinking.

It had been years, but she would have preferred if it had been a lifetime if she never had to be involved with another gang in any way again.

Yet here Taiga was.

'How do I get myself into these situations...?' She thought; bemused.

She just had to have been outside the woods at this moment to see the near accident caused by an almost blown tire. Just HAD to be so friendly. Unassuming. Nonchalant, and helpful...

To a mob boss.

Better than acting erratic, she supposed, and kept trying to just act normal.

Not that this situation was normal in the first place.

If anyone even glanced at these two, eyebrows would be raised at the very least.

Thankfully it wasn't someone from who she used to run with...

Unfortunately though, this mob boss knew who she attacked the day that her old crew was killed.

Taiga didn't want to kill that man.

But that panicked voice in her head stated that maybe she should have.

Either way...

This explained more on why there wasn't really any freak out or question regarding her appearance.

The only reason Taiga even found out this person is a mob boss, is because they flat-out said it.

They decided to continue their quest in oversharing, because now Taiga was aware that there was a BODY inside their vehicle.

Why her. Why now.

Why EVER.

On the outside, Taiga seemed calm, cool, collected.

And she surprisingly continued to keep it together as her clustered thoughts of 'godthisisitthedayidie-' and resurfacing flashbacks of that night were temporarily interrupted.

Instead of anger, what she was met with was a snide, yet impressed tone after they were done laughing.

But Taiga found nothing humorous about this.

"Ain't life downright ironic...?

Surprised a little thing like you could pull that off. But I think this works out in our favor. We can help each other out here..."

Taiga barely swallowed; her mouth having gone dry.

There it was.

But she knew by the boss' tone that it wasn't a request.

She held back from following any instincts to book it, and chose to hear them out for now.

"...How?"

Taiga's voice came out soft, yet firm.

"Well... I may or may not have come into new power lately.

Been working my ass off to get there, but then I was thrown under the bus after everything I've done...

So, you know what I said?"

Their tone was borderline manic and chilled Taiga to the core. Even after dealing with Séthyan, some things she still could just never get used to.

Yet she continued staying unflinching as the body's identity was revealed to her.

Physically.

The previous mob boss that was splayed out before her, still had that chunk of his ear missing from when Taiga bit it clean off back then...

She felt herself slipping into that familiar pit of suffocation; slowly spacing out some after witnessing the state his body was in.

He sure wouldn't be recognized. This crime was enacted with clear hatred.

The only reason Taiga did was because she could never get his face, body type... Right down to his damn voice, to leave her fragile psyche.

It came flooding back once again. Even after all this time, she could tell it was him. But she was slightly brought back to this harsh reality as the mob boss giggled, saying they answered their own question in a mocking manner:

"Screw "loyalty!!!""

Especially as they spat that last word with such vemon; like remembering part of an oath that was once taken and became tarnished.

Taiga felt nauseous, but just blankly stared off at nothing as her eyes glazed over.

It's all she could do right now.

"I'm willing to forgive your own egregious debt, since this-"

They continued, grabbing onto the deceased man's hair; yanking up and jerking his head around violently before throwing it back down against the vehicle's door.

"-PUTZ decided to be smart and fuck around with me too.

No one seriously cared about you anyways!!! You don't have anything smart to say now, do ya!?

DO YOU!?!"

They took a moment to "collect" themselves after yelling at the corpse like it could hear, but Taiga could still see the truth inside those eyes...

"But only if you keep your mouth shut and don't leave any open ends...

Then maybe I'll be nice and do ya a solid in return~

I really need this to go off without a hitch. But I'm sure the rest of the boys will listen to reason..."

As the fractured soul rambled off to the point of incoherence, Taiga's own fragmented self could see they were antsy and in a bit of a rush, but she honestly couldn't bring herself to care if their plan worked or not.

It most likely wouldn't. Especially with their attitude.

They seemed to react on impulse over rationality, and were hanging by a taut thread at this point.

But Taiga wouldn't dare test its strength.

Even if they seemed sloppy and blabbed about things they probably shouldn't...

People can surprise you.

She didn't feel bad for the dead man, or whoever this self-proclaimed newest mob boss was, though.

Did not feel an ounce of sadness for any of them.

Taiga could understand deep down. Really, she could.

But she was tired.

And she'd never excuse any of this shit.

She just wanted to be done with it all and go back to her happy life that she FINALLY achieved.

Even if Taiga was scared, she would fight tooth and nail each time that she needed to, to keep her life that way.

She didn't want to go against her morals, buy what else could she do here without getting murdered as well?

A voice inside her barely stuck in the thought of 'Maybe that would be for the best' before she smothered it back down inside of her.

As Taiga refocused enough, she agreed, much to the "mob boss'" delight.

And Taiga figured that she might as well try and go for it since they seemed serious in their own way.

If they were, and could somehow pull it off, then...

"Please... If it's not to much to ask..."

She forced herself to go on, despite feeling like she was choking on the vowels of her words.

"I would just want my identity, along with my friends', to be protected.

I know you know enough about me, and I'm done being used by others, and running.

I just want to live in peace.

That's all I ask of you."

She couldn't take it if some ignorant person called the government to run even more tests on her, etc.

She was lucky enough to escape all that, along with any other form of publicity really.

Taiga knew the "cosplay" and makeup excuses, along with any others, could potentially run its course but...

Couldn't she **please** at least just have a somewhat "regular" life for just a little longer?

"I'll take this to the grave."

Taiga looked up into those **icy** irises as they stared right back without a beat; her own now a slight shine of red to them at the intense emotions simultaneously flowing throughout her core.

"Done."

The churl raised a brow as they simply said that with a smirk.

Overall they seemed pleased it wasn't anything to do with money.

That was one thing.

But life isn't always so easy.

"Glad to see someone has a head on their shoulders."

Taiga heard but wasn't paying as much attention anymore. Not by choice, really. She was just losing even more of her nerve as the seconds ticked by.

She also had a feeling she'd be taken advantage of if they were given the chance, despite the words that were so slyly spoken.

Especially if their plan failed.

They didn't really even hide the slimy tone that made things obvious from the start...

Taiga usually preferred honesty without games beforehand, but she wasn't ready for this.

Then again, could she have ever been "ready?"

...

For now, she just shook their hand as her own was firmly grasped.

Taiga could've sworn she was shaking by now, but everything...

Even the air itself was too numbing against her skin.

It was all too much.

...Who cared...

It didn't take long for them to get situated and back in their driver's seat.

"I'll see you around, then...

Taiga."

As they gave a wave, they didn't bother to look back, but grinned wide before revving their engine and speeding off; dirt spraying from underneath the now perfect looking tires and almost hitting Taiga.

For once, her own nickname being spoken gave her more dread than her real name that she could barely ever stomach to hear.

As the crushing weight of paranoia fully engulfed her...

Taiga just started to head back to her cottage afterwards, before she had a meltdown outside; her movement akin to a zombie's.

The questions and doubts flowed free, like a dam was destroyed in her brain.

She couldn't bring herself to try and be positive anymore.

Taiga was currently alone, and too deep into this pit to climb out of on her own.

And as soon as she got into her bed and underneath the covers...

She sobbed.

[windfighter]

there was a person in Tango's stream who was like "Is this one hour earlier than usual" and for me that was hilarious because tango-stream used to start at 22 for me and today it started at 18!

That's 4!!! hours earlier than usual x3

[shiros-boyfriends-are-pretty]

david jenkins you have some fucking explaining to do

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

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[dr-dendritic-trees]

Having slurped down Swords and Fire I do also now want to write a story where Daine is a full-on Witchlord.