#they turned him into a pickle

[vaguely-concerned]

the more I play the more I think lucanis basically knows it's illario who betrayed him right from the beginning (he's had a year in the ossuary to think. not that many people knew where he was going. when you ask him 'did Illario know you'd be on that ship' his only answer is the hardest flattest 'yes' you ever heard). so it's not so much about figuring out who the traitor is (because that's ludicrous. we all know. immediately. they didn't really bother to hide it lmao) as about methodically closing off every single avenue of denial lucanis has clung to that whole time with as much or little gentleness as you might prefer until he has no choice but to admit it. because the moment he has to admit it, he'll have to do something -- feel something -- about it. and that's such a catastrophic event in lucanis' inner landscape (he has had TWO people in this whole entire world up until now and will do anything to hold on to them with a heartbreaking child-like desperation, even at and especially through the detriment of his own self) that he'd rather just. not. what if we quite simply. didn't. what if we just stayed here in the emptiness where we can both pretend you didn't hurt me in a way I should never forgive. I have so much practice in that with caterina already it's always worked out great for everyone so far. (press x to fucking doubt but that's trauma logic for you lol)

after everything illario did, so much of the storm of lucanis' emotions around it is 'what the FUCK did you get yourself tangled up in this time and how do I get you out of this mess safely'. what's worse: the fact that your brother murdered you, or that he put himself in horrible danger doing so and thus exposed you to the risk of losing him forever. lucanis' heart certainly has an opinion here and it's fucking unhinged (affectionate)

the themes of dissociation in lucanis' character in general makes me feel nuts. allllll these contradictory messy things he needs to cut off from each other because they can't coexist or be easily reconciled inside him. but all remain stubbornly true separately anyway and will have their due one day. love and resentment. tenderness and fear and rage. terror and longing. love and freedom don't coexist. the burned out golden child anthem is playing in the background. he was always caterina's favourite and he has to keep striving to deserve that dubious honour with every breath he takes and then, presumably, mercifully, some day he will die and be excused and can rest. and until now he's suppressed all the -- natural, healthy, protective! -- negative feelings that threaten the few attachment relationships he actually has, at the cost of ever actually having his needs for connection and safety met and leaving his core self imprisoned and compromised. and spite goes 'what. no. that's dumb fuck that' (*spite voice* I do not understand that and even if I did I would not respect it) and does not allow him to fall back into that, which I think is what saves his life, ultimately. it took being possessed by a demon for lucanis to even contemplate telling anyone he loves 'no' in any way, but hey. whatever gets you there right lol

lucanis is dealing with the freeze response allll the way down baby. and he was even before the ossuary, that just turbo powered it and brought it to a breaking point way before it could happen naturally. but something was going to break eventually no matter what, and I'm just glad that in the end, through the power of friendship and also pure spite, it doesn't have to be him

[hashileio]

your honor i love them

[toomanythoughts2]

I've had this polyklok fic idea forever but I do not know if I'll ever put keystroke to word document.

Imagine, Polyklok. They're chilling, everything is great, everythings grand. They are mostly a closed circuit but not all the way. They do allow themselves to explore and go out and hang with groupies but the band is the primary partnership.

Murderface, freshly out, realizing that he's been chronically single and alone to now having 4 partners. He's in a head rush and a little flustered that he's even there. However, one night after a show, he gets propositioned by another musician. He's getting asked out on a date. This has never happened before for him. So he tells him to hold on and he goes to converse with the band. They're supportive of him and tell him to say yes. So he does. He's never had someone just randomly ask him out like this. He's a little excited. With the band, they all know him. But this person is new and doesn't know him, but still wanted a date. He goes off on the date, saying goodbye to the band.

That's where things go wrong.

At the date, this guy keeps asking him questions about the other bandmates. He's asking increasingly suggestive questions about their sex lives and their personal lives as lovers. Murderface is getting irritated because all this man has done is ask him about his bandmates. When the date ends, the guy tells Murderface that it wasn't going to work out but to tell Skwisgaar to give him a call. Murderface is furious at this point and argues with him that he didn't actually want a date with him, he just wanted to get info on the others to get with them. The guy agrees with Murderface, blatantly not caring that he used him. Murderface leaves, angry and embaressed.

At home, he walks straight to his room and ends up crying. He's so upset and feels so humiliated. The band is worried because he walked in crying and obviously not happy. They follow him and get him to confess what happened. They're obviously upset because wtf?? That's not cool?? but Skwisgaar has an idea. He asks for the guys number, which Murderface gives him, and gives him a call on speaker phone. He tells everyone to be quiet.

Skwisgaar gets him on the phone and propositions him for sex. The guy, enthusiastic that his plan worked, agrees. But then Skwisgaar asks if Toki could join and the guys is speechless. Then Skwisgaar adds in that maybe they should also invite Nathan and Pickles so they wouldn't feel lonely and he guy on the phone is freaking out. He says yes. Skwisgaar gives him a date and a time and hangs up.

Murderface is hella confused but Skwisgaar quiets him with an explanation.

The day comes and the guys comes over. He's escorted to Skwisgaar's bedroom, where he greets by all four of them in the room. The guy is trying his best not to lose his shit while he looks them all over. After pleasantries, Skwisgaar and Pickles ask him about his musical ability, which he answers. They are not impressed and let him know. Toki asks him about what genre he plays for, he answers, and Toki is not impressed. Nathan questions his ability as a lover, which the guy answers, and Nathan is not impressed. The snide remarks begin to grow about him. About his musical ability, about his appearance, about his lack of skill. In a last ditch effort, the guy removes his clothes to try and get things rolling, but they are all not impressed. What they do is start saying how he is no equal to Murderface, who has musical ability, who has a striking appearance, who is very good with his third leg.

The guys is fully humiliated and escorted out by a klokateer. Murderface, who has been secretly watching the whole thing, is so moved by them. He's also very bricked up. It ends with them having sex in Skwisgaar's bed and how he is very lucky to have partners like them.

[queam]

Lammy 💜🤍

[ghostradiodylan]

I will never stop finding it hilarious that the besties just leave Caleb Hackett in the freezer to die. 🤣🤣🤣 It’s so unlikely and so unnecessary. I love it.

[yippee-optimistically]

HIII last dump I think. Maybe. Might have to dump after I do s3. ANYWAY these r, in order:

Mic, taco, test tube, fan, salt, pepper, paper, pickle, soap, yin-yang, cherries, tissues and trophy, then a tiny testy doodle and some closeups :0)

[ii-thelightseekers]

how you feeling OJ?

🍊- weird- I just accidentally hissed at Salt-

🥒- it was deserved

🍊- but I HISSED like WH-????

[helpimtrappedinthetextbox]

Mmm fnc fic idea forming

Mmmm modern day au

Mmmmmm chip yeeting himself outta windows bc he embarrassed himself in front of Gil when they met

[ask-but-beware-the-consequences]

So I got this great idea (after that dentist episode) to do redraws of Arrietty ghibli anime, just to include tiny Pickles. So have a sick trope art. Click for better res... please :')

Inspo:

[rainswept]

ok who else dislikes wriothesley immensely

[jenevipcoraz]

request from straw page

hi Pickle hi hello hi

silly car

[thevegetablewhichnoonedaresname]

planning to maybe go to a con for the first time this spring, and also to maybe cosplay for the first time

[connabeth]

honestly miguel is so valid. and i’m not just saying that bc he’s sexy.

[atlafan]

I’ve seen my dad almost every day since I’ve moved back closer to home and I have to see him tomorrow for Father’s Day, and I don’t think any of my other siblings are coming to visit because my oldest sister is probably working/just wouldn’t come in general, my brother is probably doing his own thing with his own unit, and I didn’t even ask my other sister what she’s doing because she just had her baby WHO I STILL HAVENT BEEN INVITED OVER TO MEET so basically I’m back where I was seven years ago being the only one forced to spend copious amounts of time with my father ALONE because I’m not in a relationship where I can use distance/doing things with my partners father for Father’s Day. And my dad always jokes about being father of the year, even though none of us have ever said he is or was, he just self proclaims it. And he’s so fucking conceited like he truly cannot understand why literally every single one of us moved out and got away from him the second we could. So basically, just as I knew, being back closer to this man is detrimental for my mental well being. I will be blowing my brains out tomorrow BYEEEEE

[skautism]

cuz of stuff that isn’t rly mine to share online, egg hunt probably isn’t happening this year which means. no new horror pinata :(

[miss-floral-thief]

Dad is

Using google maps for

It tho it was a place we past before/usually on the way home