#they are so dear to our hearts

[dragon-business]

saving Nishiki

Phase one of saving Nishiki is Majima annoying him a bit here and there through 10 years Kiryu was away.

He'll be popping in from time to time, offering a fight or a snarky remark, and generally be a nuisance. Trying to get more info about Kiryu sometimes. And that will not be good for Nishiki's mental wellbeing at certain points, but Majima is good at redirecting people's attention when needed.

This thing will not change the general plot of Kiwami, Nishiki will still keep blaming himself for letting Kiryu down (he never stopped caring for him, never thought it’s Kiryu’s fault that things turned out this way). Nishiki will still feel that he has to keep going down this dark path, and will keep pushing himself on it (he feels that he has nowhere else to turn). 

But! He’s a bit more conflicted now. A tiny bit. After all, Majima, of all people, knows a thing or two about waiting for brothers that left you for good (and for bad). 

It’s not that they’ll be talking about for 10 years nonstop, the subject is touchy, after all. Sharp on both ends. But it’s there to allude to, and to be mutually understood while sharing a cigarette late at night.

So, phase two of saving Nishiki is not letting him get shot in the vault. Like, in that last stretch of the game (and in Yakuza games in general) everyone kept standing in front of bullets for eachother, it was almost ridiculous. So why not let Kiryu stand in front of the bullet to shield Nishiki? Why not, hmmm? So yeah, he does that. And now Kiryu and Nishiki are both in the vault with the bomb, and Kiryu is bleeding and can’t move fast enough, and how could Nishiki think about anything but getting him out of there before the whole thing blows up? 

Staying in that safe to die was a split moment decision of a really depressed and suicidal man in extreme duress. So how about we don’t give him time to think it over at all.

Nishiki gets Kiryu’s left hand over his shoulder, and rushes towards the exit with him, and the wave of the explosion hits them near the vault door. Heat and debris hit Nishiki from the left/back, and so this is where most of his scars are. Now and forever the koi will be swimming up from their whirlwind. One particularly bity piece of shrapnel slashes both through Kiryu’s forearm and Nishiki’s face.

(Oh, the power of the shared scar that will forever bind them to this moment. Oh, Nishiki shielding Kiryu from the hit of the explosion.) (Oh, the metaphor and irony of Nishiki looking more like Kashiwagi now.) 

Phase three of the plan is Nishiki getting arrested! Not for his actual crimes, oh no. But for some of the stuff relating to the explosion and mayhem that happened that night. Like, whatever works (c) Kamurocho police, probably. Someone had to be arrested there, and he was breaching some safety regulation protocols or whatever. They pin him for whatever sticks, because there are not a lot of people left there that are both alive and can be put in jail.

So yeah. Nishiki is whisked away to a hospital to get his skin grafts, and then is put in that prison’s hospital wing, and then is slowly let out of it, and then he meets Saejima. And the long journey of healing and self acceptance and love starts. For both of them.

– Oh, we have so much written about it all, just you wait :3 Tigerfish has us by our throats, we’re dying in its chokehold. Best most honorable death ever.

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[blmpff]

✨ Various Tropes: Straddling (1/?) ✨

TITLES IN ORDER: 1. History 3: Make Our Days Count (2019) 2: Where Your Eyes Linger (2020) 3: Be Loved In House: I Do (2021) 4: Ghost Host Ghost House (2022) 5: Big Dragon (2022) 6: My Tooth Your Love (2022) 7: Chains of Heart (2023) 8: Bed Friend (2023) 9: Kiseki: Dear To Me (2023) 10. Love Class 2 (2023) 11. Playboyy (2023) 12: Time The Series (2024)

[zellk]

Rough WIPs / doodles for DnD Qalaari ! We haven't started our campaign yet but I’m taking that time to try to figure out how she might look a little ! I’m not quite There™ yet in terms of showing how heavy and massive she is and feels (I really want her to feel like a draft horse... but with horns, because minotaur >:^) ) Her minotaur design is mainly based on 1) her Charr design from GW2 and 2) an animal called a takin ! They’re big & extremely cute goats that live around the Himalayas. I’m playing her as a Path of the Beast Barbarian - but she doesn't like raging so... it’ll be a tug of war between my and my DM to force me to use my full kit in fights >8^D Last picture is a little drawing of her and @ependasketchpad​ ‘s super cool tough lady, Tarja ! They’re taking a bit of a rest and down time so that Qalaa can engrave Tarja’s tusks 😊

[theofficialpresidentoftheusa]

Slut. Whore. Hussy. (Affectionate)

[stormxpadme]

Anyone's sent today's Wolverine issue to Brevoort yet? You know since he keeps on yapping how the throuple is lacking evidence especially in recent issues LOL. This is exactly what the starving throuple fans deserved. It's not EVERYTHING of course, because this is still Marvel, but you can read it however you like and they didn't just retcon it from orbit as was at some point rumored. These panels make me mighty emotional, and now I'm ready to write ALL the throuple and scogan things for pride month :D.

[marcmorrigan]

its @wh0rehound 's birthday and since he is the gaymer to my mafia slut obvs i had to draw our boys 🍫💕🎮 everyone say hbd sam!!! 😤🎉🎂

[johnslittlespoon]

– i'm only really me, when i'm here with you. ⋆｡˚ ✈︎

[halogalopaghost]

Really extra tired of black and white thinking around COVID like can you guys activate your brain and understand that lockdown was NECESSARY to prevent massive economic and social breakdown that would have been induced by our entire population getting infected at once before we figured out how to treat it

Not to mention the whole "young people didn't need to worry about dying they shouldn't have been locked down what about their social lives!!11!!!"

Hi. Hello. I am a youth that was disabled by COVID how are you doing today. Oh, you're not disabled by COVID? Cool shut the fuck up forever.

[ellena-asg]

Shakespearean McDanno in four episodes: 2x20, 2x21, 2x22 and NCIS LA 3x21 Lyrics: Just another day by Jon Secada ♥️

[aquaquadrant]

back from vacation and WOAH y’all seemed to really enjoy the latest HTP chapter 👀 gonna start going thru my backlog of notifs now so hang tight.

ALSO those here for jwcc: i know chaos theory has dropped but i haven’t watched any eps yet NOR seen any spoilers (besides the initial promo stuff and trailer). i’m actually prob gonna hold off on watching it for a little while bc i’ve got a bit of a time limit to get the final chapter of my current project done before clinical year starts. and uh, if the recent surge of activity my jwcc fics have gotten on A03 is any indication, chaos theory was good and i fully expect to be consumed by the brain rot for a hot second. when i do watch it i’m prob gonna do daily episode reaction blogs for funzies if anyone’s interested in that.

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

I snuck in through the garden gate every night that summer just to seal my fate // My broken bones are mending with all these nights we're spending up on the roof with a school girl crush, drinking beer out of plastic cups // And darling you had turned my bed into a sacred oasis // I'm spilling wine in the bathtub, you kiss my face and we're both drunk // I'm laughing with my lover, making forts under covers // There's glitter on the floor after the party, girls carryin' their shoes down in the lobby, candle wax and Polaroids on the hardwood floor, you and me forevermore // Went home and tried to stalk you on the internet, now I've read all of the books beside your bed // We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January and this is our place, we make the rules / We could let our friends crash in the living room, this is our place, we make the call // We bless the rains on Cornelia Street, memorize the creaks in the floor / You hold my hand on the street, walk me back to that apartment, years ago we were just inside; Barefoot in the kitchen, sacred new beginnings that became my religion // Light pink sky up on the roof, sun sinks down, no curfew, twenty questions, we tell the truth / Feels like home, stay in bed the whole weekend, it’s nice to have a friend // And he feels like home // Outside they’re pushing and shoving, you're in the kitchen humming, all that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing // You wouldn't take my word for it if you knew who was talking, if you knew where I was walking to a house, not a home, all alone 'cause nobody's there // Remember looking at this room? We loved it ‘cause of the light, now I just sit in the dark and wonder if it’s time // I left all I knew, you left me at the house by the Heath

TS + home

[ladyironsky]

Chen Dong Yang showing up to the next big mafia meeting sipping tea from a I (heart) my gay sons mug. No one dares to say anything.

[iniziare]

Tag drop: Aventurine.

[flowerflamestars]

Effloresce snippet

Whatever they were doing, they’d been out there all night- warrior’s sworn to her family, recklessly pulled from one nation to another- they were there on the ground, absolutely motionless. Had held the same positions for so long she could see dew, gathering across the folding shape of a battalions worth of wings. Weakness, it was pure weakness to wish Cassian with her, but Nesta felt it. Longed to turn from this newest disaster, whatever it was, see his eyes bright despite everything. There had never been room for weakness in her life. Nesta dropped her skirt, velvet settling audible on the grass, stopped before the only member of this party whose name she knew. She’d learn them all- she would, hated that she had not already. “Captain.” He did not look up. Move, those great verdigris wings drawn down so tight Nesta would have expected entrapment were they anywhere else. “It has been my honor,” Koram announced, fist over his heart white-knuckled, “To serve your house, my lady.” “It has been our honor to call you Archeron,” Nesta’s mouth answered, numb. Ritual and rote. When no reply came, she continued. “We do not penalize contracts broken. Not for this. If you wish to leave and join the rallying of the army in the mountains. To”- Clear, distinct, Kali, a full arms length of constant presence away, sucked in a breath. From above, it was easy to see the muscle, jumping on Koram’s jaw. “We would die here, Lady Archeron. With some honor left.” It took too long, seconds, to understand it was a plea. A genuine question of mercy. Nesta shook her head. “No one is dying. No one else. You never have to go back to the Night Court’s armies, as far as I’m concerned.” No wind, no air, no answers, until Kali risked that closer step, not even the beads of her braids chiming together. “Lady Archeron, if I may?” Her head hurt. Her heart, her throat, her damned leg- it hurt to stand here and it infuriated her not to know what the hell was happening. Nesta seized her dragging dress again. “Yes, this way.” It was no comfort, to breathe in rosy mist, the transplanted green scent of a hundred continental plants in a garden her grandmother had never gotten to see. “What are they doing?” Surprise looked cataclysmic on the older woman’s face, starker for the rippling tattoos along her hairline. “Waiting to die.” The books had left out too much. “Why?” Kali blinked, and after a moment, settled into a posture Nesta hatefully could not fail to recognize as familiar, three seconds of motion away from Cassian’s formal salute. “They lost two of their charges, my lady. Two girls.”

[professionalscribbler]

DUDES

Okay so Wilbur just dropped this beauty, Mammalian Sighing Reflex!

And I saw the album art and I was like, Oh, that's nifty! The picture is very poignant, a man is dead and a dog is looking on forlorn, like there's nothing he can do.

But then my theatre brain kicked in. And I said to myself, This isn't the first time I've seen cover art with someone stabbed with pitchforks.

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime is a book as well as a play that begins the story with a dog named Wellington stabbed to death with a pitchfork. The protagonist of the story, Christopher, is helpless to do anything about it. He discovers the dead creature whom he loved dearly, and is unable to call for help, pull the pitchfork out, anything. He just stands and stares, forlornly.

Just like this dog here.

I don't know if this was an intentional reference on Wilbur's part, but even if it wasn't I think that's a fascinating parallel (also the events of the story takes place in London, and Christopher is from the UK, so there's another coincidence). It really encapsulates the helplessness that lies in the undertones of the album. Like one is stuck in one spot, and the onlookers can't help but stare in pity but cannot offer aid. It's a clever reversal of roles.

[deepseawave]

obsessed w the tags on ur last reblog

Omgg, thank you haha, it was a quality post so I just had to appreciate it in full force 😂❤️

Can‘t believe someone would actually enjoy my yapping :,D