#the path from you

[corneliaavenue-ao3]

drunk prompt: harry and ginny break the 4th wall

you are going to hate me.

That was the hardest part,” he mumbled against her collarbone. He’d never said the words before, but the compulsion to speak them aloud overshadowed nearly all other thought. “I knew how to die, but… I didn’t know how to live.”

Ginny stopped breathing. He was sure of it. Seconds ticked by, Harry hiding in her embrace in an effort to avoid the declaration of truth he couldn’t take back. 

Shifting her hands to his jaw, she waited until he reconnected their eye contact before she asked, “Have you figured it out yet?”

Harry softened his expression, trailing a finger across her temple to slide a loose strand of copper hair away from her face. “With you, I might.”

Ginny paused, "And then what?"

She looked up from the computer screen, archiveofourown.org's white screen lighting up her face. "And then what happens?"

Harry shrugged, stuttering out his next sentence, "I-I'm not sure. The next chapter hasn't been published yet!"

"Well how does it get published?" Ginny asked, practically begging.

"We could bother the author, and ask if there is going to be an update soon?"

Ginny waved her hand at him, "She will hate that."

She sighed, shaking her head. "Maybe we can ask more subtly, ask her about her writing process or even a sneak peek?"

"Yeah!" Harry nodded his head, "That is a great plan!" He pulled the laptop towards him, "It looks like her tumblr is @takearisk-ao3, we can just ask her a question there and hope for the best."

Ginny typed out a message in the ask box, subtly as possible asking for an update. She paused before she hit send, turning to Harry, "Do you think it will be too much to ask for an update for Memories Feel Like Weapons too?"

"Yes, no one cares about that fic besides you, Ginny."

[eightofpents]

I'd be perfectly willing to just chalk this up to dumb animation.

But it's more fun to say it's canon that Nathalie's the sort of person who jumps small fences and such with no regard for social mores.

[neomel]

Hi sorry I need to do some more Pokemon posting bc this is the funniest shit. the cute-looking Pokèmon TCG series is making "TM10" part of its branding. Like, TM10 from the games - its the TM for the move Hidden Power, thats cute! Its reflecting the main character discovering herself in the same way the move works in the game, what a cute little detail!

Except uh. Just one problem.

Game Freak in all their brilliance removed Hidden Power from the franchise four years ago in Generation 8* and its still not able to be used in Scarlet and Violet. Its not just that you cant teach it to Pokèmon anymore, you straight up cannot use the attack even if you trade in Pokèmon from older games who know it. Its like a banned technique.

So then that begs the question – if the TCG show is gonna be referencing TM10 this much, but TM10 *isn't* Hidden Power anymore, surely that means TM10 is another similarly inspiring attack - Stored Power, or Calm Mind, or Smart Strike?

Well, depending on if its Gen 8 or 9, I hope the kids will have fun Discovering Their Own Magical Leaf and/or Discovering Their Own Ice Fang. Truly inspiring words. love how well managed this franchise is

[cheesenchalk]

i never know how to phrase it but something about the way beatles biographers and people in general view paul's reflexive placating persona and determination to smooth things over as manipulative or duplicitous and john's reflexive barbed persona and habit of lashing out as brave and subversive despite both being equally defensive mechanisms to shield themselves from the world that resulted in them saying things that weren't true says more about how we culturally view kindness or friendliness as inherently untrustworthy or flimsy and anger and carelessness as more believable as someone's true nature than it says about either of them in actuality

[shrimpricebowl]

oh thank god

[wiisagi-maiingan]

I have very strong opinions about disaster preparation as someone who lives in a tornado zone, where evacuation is NOT an option for anyone and the only way to definitely survive is to 1) be in a building that WON'T just get picked up AND 2) have a basement, cellar, or specialized tornado shelter.

The simple fact is that the majority of fatalities in tornadoes are people living in mobile homes/trailers and those deaths could be reduced massively if the government built tornado shelters in high risk areas. But there's been very, very little effort to do that and tornadoes are just getting stronger and more deadly while poor people are left to huddle in our bathtubs, listening to the sirens and thinking about easily we could die.

[sophies-junkyard]

Change is incremental, but something CHANGED today. You weren’t sure about voting for Biden? You don’t have to anymore! And now is the time to RALLY. The world is fucked up, but letting Trump win will not lead to the political revolution we’re waiting for. Wake up.

Im gonna vote for Kamala Harris in November because I don’t want a wannabe dictator running our country. Simple as that.

[royaltea000]

I love Bai Long Ma he truly don’t gaf

[54625]

"Have you no more memories?"

I am made of memories.

"Speak, then."

[puppyeared]

(guy who has never played cotl) haha au time

[takeariskao3]

THE PATH FROM YOU Chapter 19

Lingering in the pleasant glow of half-consciousness, Harry let out a noise somewhere between a sigh and a grunt. The pillow beneath his cheek was lumpy, but comfortable, low light filtered through his eyelids, and a pleasant warmth was fitted against his chest. He tightened his hold around the soft skin and it—she—stiffened slightly.

read on ao3: chapter 1 // chapter 19

[felassan]

What kind of spirit do you think Felassan waz?

Swag

[vexcraft]

cub is like if scar had a guardian angel that was also famously evil like yeah he made scar spend 5 hours in the torture labyrinth on his birthday but he will also come find scar whenever he's struggling with something and trail him for ages occasionally swooping down to give him directions to get home

[owlheartt]

Something I really like about timebomb is that Ekko actually knows what he's getting into.

I'm not really seeing it get talked about but in season 1 they mention that Ekko and the firelights help people addicted to shimmer get off it and lead more fulfilling lives within the community. I should probably rewatch the scene for the exact wording (might be misremembering tbh) but that comment implies A LOT.

First: Ekko's mission is helping people where he can, he would probably try and help Jinx even if he wasn't in love with her

Second: He has experience dealing with severe mental illness as that often goes hand in hand with drug abuse, namely depression/suicidal ideation like what Jinx was exhibiting

Third: He's probably mapped out best course of action FOR dealing with this and has already figured out his own limits/boundaries. Meaning he knew what he was getting into trying to talk Jinx out of suicide, and was thus more equipped to deal with the aftermath

Fourth: He's probably helped ex members of Silco's gang. The firelights seem to have a theme of healing and repairing and recovering, so they've probably also learned to forgive. If they're mission is to rebuild the lanes into a safe space, they can't exclude people they don't like, they have to make room for them. I think they fought Silco out of necessity, and I doubt Jinx would be the first person they help who's killed one of them.

These all might be a bit of a stretch but I think it really fits. Beyond that, it shows that Ekko can ACTUALLY help Jinx. As much as unconditional love can do, Ekko has the tools for Jinx's recovery and a path ready for her. He also probably knows that her "healthy" will look different from AU Powder's "healthy." On top of that, I expect he knows how to respect her even in the middle of psychotic breaks and won't agitate her already frail mental state

[ex0toxin]

awughhh silly shipchart.. my canonverse hcs 🧠

og post

[takeariskao3]

I AM SCREAMINGNGNGNGNNGNN

inspired by this for the fic "the path from you" by @takearisk-ao3