#the broken thread

[your-humble-host]

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😭😭

Cody, drunk: Oh my god, why did you name yourself Obi-Wan?

Obi-Wan, suuuuuper drunk: *hiccups* I didn’t??? My parent did?

Cody: Why’d they do that? It’s a terrible name. What’s it even mean?

Obi-Wan: I don’t KNOW! They abandoned me when I was three days old, I don’t see why they gave me the name to begin with! I don’t even know who they are!

Cody: We should give you a new name. You deserve a nice name. One you choose.

Obi-Wan: *cant tell if that heat is too much drink or being fond* omfg you’re so right, I should have an awesome name.

The next day

Anakin: *sets his tray down next to Obi-Wan and Cody very loudly*

Cody: *doesnt flinch because he’s already 97% caff at this point*

Obi-Wan: *quietly mumbled into the table* plz quiet thank you

Anakin: So. Is there a reason you sent a comm message last night declaring you have a new name and it’s better than the one you already had?

Obi-Wan: *sluggishly lifting his head off his arms, puts a finger to his mouth* shhhh it’s quiet time, Ani, little voices *puts his head back down*

Anakin: *chuckling* omfg do you even remember last night?

Obi-Wan: I don’t remember most nights since this war started. There’s been a lot of booze. And bacta. And sometimes both.

Anakin: Cool, Cool, so like, your new name?

Obi-Wan: *looks to Cody pleadingly* I don’t remember that.

Cody: It’s an awesome name. You’d like it, I think.

Obi-Wan: *curious Jedi noises* Oh?

Cody: Ben.

Obi-Wan: ...but it’s... plain? Isn’t plain the lesser of the interesting names?

Cody: But you chose it all your own. You haven’t chosen much on your own in this life.

Anakin: *suddenly seeing why Cody and Obi-Wan have been bffs since they met* I like it, it’s a good name. The things we choose in life are so few.

Obi-Wan: *goes back to burying his face in his arms, this time embarrassed* It’s nice, I guess. Thank you.

Three years later, after the war is over and the Republic is once more safe

Ben: *looking around the beautiful Naboo villa that Anakin and Padme lived in with their wonderful babies now that the war is over*

Cody: *squeezing Ben’s hand a little while they walk* It’s nice here.

Ben: It really is. I think the babies will like growing up on such a nice world.

Cody: I think so too. And when they’re old enough for the choice, maybe they’ll stay.

Ben: *smiling* Yes. But only by choice. It’s so good to have a choice.

Cody: It really is.

[artistdove]

Success!!! I somehow did not stab myself ٩(๑òωó๑)۶

[pastafossa]

IT FINALLY HAPPENED YA'LL! 10K KUDOS! YOUR FAVORITE CARBOHYDRATE IS NOW THE PROUD OWNER OF A 5 DIGIT KUDOS SCOOOOOOOOOOOORE 😭😭😭😭 I'm so gd happy! Compare this to when I started when I thought no one would read it or enjoy it, when I was told my idea was shitty! AND NOW LOOK AT IT, WHO'S LAUGHING NOW, IT'S ME, IT'S US, IT'S TEAM TRT, THIS IS A SIGN TO WRITE YOUR FIC EVEN IF YOU THINK NO ONE WILL READ IT.

[coldshrugs]

countdown to dawntrail - shadowbringers

so there's a light sealed inside you, is there? you wouldn't know it from the outside. you look the same as you ever did to me.

[pixeldolly]

Trying to uncover old grunge sets scattered across the internet feels like an archeology project.

[dramatisperscnae]

@defectivexfragmented cue the angst

There hadn't been any time for actual thought. There hadn't been much time for anything, really. Not since he'd woken up in that hospital room feeling weak as a day-old kitten and being informed that he'd been in a coma for the past two weeks. At first it hadn't really set in, his mind trying to catch up with what had happened. The fight, the injuries, the pain, the way his mind had drifted to Matt there at the end…

But where was Matt? He hadn't been there when Remy had woken, and attempts to ask about him got various reactions ranging from blank looks to shrugs. Which meant Matt wasn't there. Which meant Matt might not know. Which meant-…oh hell.

Given just how badly Remy had been injured there was no way in hell anyone would just let him walk out of here if he asked. So he didn't ask. As soon as shift change hit Remy was moving, pulling the various tubes and monitors off himself and slipping out of his room. It took longer than he'd have liked to actually find a spare set of scrubs and a car that could be quickly hotwired, but within an hour or so he was flooring it down the highway. Within a handful more he'd abandoned the car in an alley and was climbing in through Matt's living room window; it was faster than waiting for the door.

"Mathieu? You here, chèr?" Hopefully Matt was actually home; if not, Remy would wait.

[evagreen-stories]

Broken Bonds | Maelor x f!highborn!reader x Aemond x Aegon

Moodboard for upcoming One-Shot (dropping this weekend!)

Summary: Betrothed to Prince Aemond before the war and having fallen in love with the one-eyed prince, the young lady Celtigar’s heart would shatter into pieces as she learns of his betrayal in taking a mistress and siring a bastard with her while away at war.

Unable to cope with being forced to marry him anyway, she chooses to run away, using the chaos of war to disappear forever, or so she thought.

When fate sends her into the town of Bitterbridge one day, she finds herself caught up in the chaos of a giant riot, sheer terror overwhelming her when she spots a familiar toddler screaming amongst the greedy crowd.

Barely escaping the scuffle alive, she takes the boy in as hers, living as mother and son ever since.

The duo grows inseparable until a decade later, when an unfortunate coincidence would result in the two torn apart forever.

Word-Count: 15k

[thegreatcrowdragon]

Soulmates au pureshadow would go hard especially with the Red String of Fate variety because. Strings. Puppetry. I’d imagine that pv was always curious about his soulmate, and once he attempted to follow the string only to have to stop because it was going over the ocean. Anyway time skip, the gang is going to Beast-Yeast, and pv notices with growing curiosity that they’re actually going in the direction of his string. More story stuff happens, they get to the village n stuff, and pv is hit with overwhelming dread as he realizes the string leads directly into the tree. The sealed tree. With the Beasts inside of it.

[nuclearanomaly]

HI! Hope this ask finds you well. I'm trying to find some slide presentations you made for FFXIV, but I'm having trouble finding them - do you have them linked somewhere convenient or anything like that?

Oh I’m guessing you are referring to my ship ppt meme I did

I never shared that here and maybe I should remedy that but tumblr isn’t the easiest to share such a long document on...

I still have it saved to gslides though so here is an easy link for you!

I hope this is what you were looking for and I'm flattered u were think of it / looking for it, if so!

[test-url-please-ignore]

comic :)

For the road trip thread

tbh I made this comic a week ago, but the files decided to corrupt on me.. so I have to post a rushed recreation ;-;

I need to learn how to draw backgrounds better,,,,, eh this is funnier

mini comic bonus ⬇️

he’ll get there in time, probably..

[thunderboltfire]

I'm sure aunt Minthara will be a good influence to little Thaniel. At least when she's not busy rearranging furniture.

[the-woman-upstairs]

Honestly, even without Art’s attempts at manipulation and sabotage, I don’t think Patrick and Tashi’s relationship would’ve survived anyway. Before they started dating, Patrick was criticizing her career plans and Tashi was never interested in entertaining his massive ego at her expense. Passion and chemistry are important to relationships, but if that’s the only foundation, it’s gonna crumble quickly.

The only difference between Patrick/Tashi vs Art/Tashi is that the relationship would’ve ending with a bang instead of a whimper.

[gcbriells]

você ficou sabendo ? - aos VINTE E CINCO anos , nosso próprio GABRIEL FAIRCHILD se tornou um STREAMER , na plataforma TWITCH . suponho que A FACULDADE DE ECONOMIA , e sua paixão pelo violino terão de ficar para depois. acha que ele conseguiu por ser LEAL ou foi seu PÉSSIMO TEMPERAMENTO ? se tudo der errado, ele ainda pode ser sósia de KIM HYUN JIN. hum, uma música para o definir, você disse ? com certeza seria LETTER TO GOD ( 1974 ) da halsey ! além de ouvir sua música tema ele também gosta de JOGOS, STREAMING e ENERGÉTICOS , mas odeia WIFI LENTA, AS LENDAS DA CIDADE e ÁLCOOL , obviamente . esperamos o melhor para seu futuro !

LORE.

ele sempre foi o menino milagre.

achado perto das minas quase sem vida, gabriel recebeu esse nome pois para os pais religiosos , a ideia terem um filho depois de tentar sem sucesso por tanto tempo, pareceu como uma resposta a suas preces e portanto aquele menino era seu próprio anjo. ninguém podia acreditar que alguém teria abandonado a criança ao seu destino, e assim começaram os sussurros em torno de sua existência - que aparentemente - tinha um toque de mágica. uma sereia que se apaixonou por um humano, um minerador que enlouqueceu, e simplesmente a força da terra ; diziam de tudo sobre como ele teria vindo a ser. gabriel acredita que foi apenas fruto de um acidente - alguém jovem demais para criar um bebê , alguém que se tornou cruel ao se deparar com o destino ainda pior. não os ressente, sequer sabe quem são .

aos doze, sua sorte em ter uma família perfeita que o criava com amor começou a parecer um ingresso com expiração . batalhou a leucemia por anos , e de alguma forma - fosse sua vontade de viver, ou os pedidos desesperados dos pais - , conseguiu vencer a doença. o que apenas alimentou sua fama como o anjo da cidade. o menino nunca causou muitos problemas, e mesmo que tivesse - não seria nada, pois todos estavam felizes que ele sobreviveu. sua vida foi monótona, e ele ficava feliz por isso . ter estado tão doente era mais do que qualquer um devia aguentar, ainda mais com tão pouca experiência em realmente estar vivo. começou a faculdade porque sentiu que devia, mas sua real paixão é programação e streaming, o que ele faz com felicidade, apesar de usar o que ganha para ajudar pequenos negócios na cidade. afinal, apesar de odiar, ele é o menino milagre.

wanted.

[mad-hunts]

@divingdownthehole

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as barton was left to his own devices in the kitchen, it only then just occurred to him how the seven-fold bistro had a tv in the side of their lobby. and that could potentially be very bad if they weren't talking about the latest humdrum gossip in relation to bruce wayne or something — so, he would have to find a way to not appear suspicious and also, turn it off if they were talking about the death of the two guards already. barton sighed to himself as he pushed a chunk of the chicken on his plate to the side. he really had his work cut out for him here, didn't he?

of course, there might be a chance that jervis could handle it, he thought. but the last time he had handled something, he'd done it by sticking pins into someone. barton suddenly found himself standing up as if he was startled by the very thought of something like that happening to ravi. he had to create some sort of plan, for he couldn't just bust out of those doors, even if nothing was going on on that television. he tapped on the cold steel of the table below him with his sharpened nails as he contemplated what to do. maybe he could just stick by the almost saloon style doors of them for a bit and listen in on what exactly was going on out there.

just as ravi and jervis had made it to the front of the restaurant, his feet were carrying him to push his entire body flush against the doors, but with not enough pressure to actually open them. he thought he could hear jervis's voice now, but it was very distorted by the wall between him and the rest of the bistro. so he would have to get closer to the outside if he actually wanted to hear anything. while barton was now stressing, ravi honestly couldn't have looked more relaxed, as any friend of barton's was a friend of his. ( except they weren't really friends at all... but i digress. ) he smiled slightly whenever he heard him mention the soup out of approval, ❝ ooh... good choice. i love our mulligatawny soup, but it usually has rice in it, rather than on the side. but i could always request that our chefs put it there instead if you want. ❞

he shrugged nonchalantly and nodded, knowing that the kitchen would be more than willing to do something like that for jervis. ravi could feel his ears perk up and barton's ears did the same exact thing as a breaking news alert popped up on the tv. alright, well, he was not going to be waiting inside the kitchen any longer for something to happen — that was for sure — and so he opened up one of the doors in such a way that it wouldn't attract much attention. barton seemed to materialize out of quite literally nowhere, at least from ravi's point of view, before he was grabbing him by the opposite shoulder a little aggressively but not too much.

barton had played this off as him trying to playfully scare the other but what he was really aiming to do was turn the tv off. and that's exactly what he managed to do with the remote below the counter while ravi was too busy with being shocked, but then laughing in response to barton's 'cheeky' behavior as he spoke to him in between laughs and pushed him away from him, before punching his arm. ❝ oh, my god. you scared me! you jerk, why did you do that? don't tell me that this is you still being bitter that i beat you last time we sparred or something. ❞ ravi was still laughing, so he obviously didn't mean anything that he said in a malicious way as barton himself tried to catch onto the other's wrist before he punched him, but failed.

barton chuckled a few times before nursing the spot where ravi punched him with his arm. he made himself look guilty, only after winking at jervis whenever the other party wasn't looking, as if to say ' you're welcome ' and said, ❝ ahh, you caught me. but scaring you totally satisfied my need for revenge after you beat me. so, at least there's kind of a positive side to all of this. and just to keep you in the loop, jervis, me and ravi sometimes spar together because we're both boxers, ❞ barton gestured to the other man with one hand while ravi came down from his laughter. he made a playful ' shoo ' gesture towards barton, then. ❝ hey. me and your friend, who is also my friend now, by the way, were having a rather rousing conversation about his interest in the mulligatawny soup before you came along. so if you wouldn't mind... ❞

ravi left barton to fill in the lines of what else he was going to say before the blonde raised his hands in feigned surrender and sat down across a few seats away from them behind the counter. ravi laughed, making a ' come hither ' gesture towards himself, ❝ i was just joking, barton. you don't have to sit so far away. but anyway, i'll put in your order for the soup, if there are no objections? ❞ barton moved silently closer to ravi in particular, setting down his curry in front of him. he seemed oddly a bit protective of ravi based on the look he gave jervis.

it was one that said ' you better continue being nice to him or i'll kill you. ' and trust me, barton would do it, too.

[lewdwanderers]

@sinfully-divine continued from x

"Hey, I'll admit it was kinda interesting seeing someone brave show up. Though a word of warning would be to show yer face and be honest." that's all she could say as she'd cross her arm, her ample bust slightly moving from the shift in weight.

"So then, what has you 'round these parts? You got me at a good time."

[the-eclectic-wonderer]

So, is E15 of The Golden Palace titled Heartbreak Hotel because something actually heartbreaking happens or is this another Ebbtide for the Defense situation, I wonder? Ah, well. Only one way to find out! Stay tuned!