#twas GRUELING

[yanderespamton78]

ive already shown this to anyone who actually cares pretty much loll (anyone following the addison arg) but i might as well post it on here

this is actually the first proper animation ive done :'D like other than this ive animated a ball bouncing but that was more to test the software than anything,, lucky for me i consume animation memes more than i consume water so i know the basics B)

[saxtorwritessometimes]

Slaughter Anew

By Saxon Parkin

I wake.

Slumber twas brief, but a moment.

Yet the pain it burns, crazed and potent.

Tried to breath bloodied air through broken lungs.

Tried to swing broken blades with humbled hands.

Tried to lift a shattered shield by shredded straps.

Tried to see, yet nought but blackened blood.

Through the pain slumber slinks, the fetid serpent sleep awash in dreaded dreams delirium.

I dream the radiant rage of waging war.

The battle beast I was before.

My sword was swift as dancing flame.

My shield stood strong as oldest oak.

I wake.

My slumber felt as brief once more.

But things are changed, not as before.

My blood burns bold as coursed with forging flames.

My lungs are hard and cool as any brandished blade.

My skin is iron, stronger still than shining shield.

My eyes, now new and numbered, fierce as any falcons finest.

My hands now work as cleavers cruel, rending fearful foes to mewling gruel.

My rage burns brighter now, a suns sliver sustained a steeled soul.

Now I dream awake.

I dream of maddened death, of crimson floods.

I dream of skulls beneath my iron boots.

I dream a sanguine slaughter.

[wamtorical]

Prologue: 1888 - 1890

Elmer Pence: 17 years old, heir of Mr and Mrs. Pence’s vast fortune. Except said fortune would never be passed on, for Elmer would soon land his eyes on a certain girl who regularly made her way past his street, picking berries and peforming errands as such. This girl, who looked his age and skipped gleefully all the way home (to which he’d watch until she disappeared from view) was not eligible for what his parents seeked in a wife and therefore irrelevant. So back to his studies he guessed he'd go, racking his brain for several grueling hours on end learning dull business affairs in preparation for a very dreaded future.

‘Twas Autumn of 1888 when Elmer had first taken his glimpse of the girl and she stubbornly resided in a very prominent place of his mind, haunting him with her strange magnetic force for the weeks following. It’d gotten so bad, he found himself unable to concentrate on the work at hand, much to his father’s disappointment. There was only one thing for it: to seek her out. Elmer would have to be careful, and by no means was he planning on talking to her. No; he just wanted to find out more.

Contrary to his assumption, Claudia was more than aware that the upper-class boy she'd only ever seen in the occasional paper was watching from a near distance. It was easy to dismiss his interest for ignorant curioisity, so she'd let the boy be. A few weeks of feeling his eyes on her passed by and Claudia grew tired of this secret admirer - maybe slightly flattered, but frustrated if anything: why couldn't he just talk to her, or interview her if he so pleased? So she returned his glance to find only utter adoration in his pupils - that is before he frantically pulled away and fled the scene, his face turning the shade of a freshly grown tomato. Now if anyone was curious, it was Claudia.

After pacing up and down his room for days, Elmer came to the decision that he would talk to the town’s sweetheart and hopefully clear things up. Talking to Claudia proved to be extremely difficult, but with her reciprocation to communicate their friendship slowly blossomed and like Elmer had wished, he began to learn a lot about Claudia. It was agreed that every Monday, Thursday, Saturday and Sunday they would meet by the oak tree - this was because Elmer practiced football on these days and it gave him the opportunity to be gone for hours without his father's suspicion. Elmer began to learn she had a splendid sense of humour, unlike him who feared neglect if he joked around his father. Charlotte Deane was her elder sister, and the two had been orphans since their parents passed away, their mother dying tragically during her second childbirth and their father succumbing to Tuberculosis just a few years later. She was also confident and rather traditional, confiding in him that she longed for the perfect life; a loving husband (It was at this that Elmer flushed red), many children and a stable financial state. In time, the two grew closer and closer, until Elmer couldn’t distinguish what their relationship was anymore.

Deep down, Elmer knew developing feelings for the townsgirl would be nothing but trouble for him. It was inevitable that one day, soon to come, Elmer would be wed to a woman over conveniency rather than love. He would not know that woman nor choose her. Still, he decided he'd talk to his father - Henry Pence - in regards to the matter (hypothetically) and evident it was that even the mere association of Elmer with that possibility angered him.

For the rest of the day, his fathers words rang through his ears:

"Quiet, you naive boy! It's rather simple, don't go befriending the townspeople. Should you stray from our support then I shan't hesitate to be rid of you - Don't disappoint us Elmer, you're our only son. Do you want to see me and your mother on the streets?"

And so as quick as he'd found Claudia, 1889 came round and posed, beautiful and well-dressed women - slightly younger than him - started to dine with him and his family. The gatherings were more business arangements than anything and just as notably so, they were an absolute bore. The sad and reluctant eyes gazing at him from the other side of the table just made him long for Claudia even more. Elmer wondered if those ladies too had someone they'd rather spend the rest of their lives with.

Only a couple of months into the new year, the day came when Elmer's fiancé was to be selected, and he rushed to Claudia as early as he could, longing for her comfort, her touch, and her warm presence. He was certain, though he'd never felt anything similar to it before, that what he felt for her was surely love. With her daintiful hands placed upon his chest she whispered to him softly, as if speaking to a young child.

“You don't have to do this, Elmer. You know that right?"

And Elmer said nothing in response. Instead, he tightly embraced Claudia and kept her close to him for what felt like hours, pondering on what outcome was more important to him. Claudia stroked his hair with a tenderness they had yet to voice, listening to the chirps of the birds filling the empty space between them. Minutes past and Claudia offered the one thing she knew she could in the moment: the comfort and affection only Claudia Deane could give.

Without exchanging a single word to Claudia, he took her hand and led her to the tavern he'd planned to meet his parents at. And the sight - their son so tenderly holding the hand of a girl who was not his fiancé - came as quite a shock to Henry and Ethel.

Elmer ignored the collective confusion from the people around him and instead took a deep breath before stepping forward towards his parents.

“Mother, Father, this is Claudia Deane," he said, his voice steady despite the nervous fluttering in his stomach. "She's the girl I've cherished since the moment I laid eyes on her. Sudden, I know, but I'm positive I want to start a new life with her, away from here."

Henry and Ethel stayed silent, their simultaneous shock and disappointment - perhaps from Henry rather than his mother - palpable. On the other hand, the woman he loved spoke volumes with her body language, her grip on Elmer's hand tightening as she stood by his side.

“I shan't be asking you for much, not anything at all, not even your financial support or your blessings. Just that you'll understand and let me go."

Ethel Pence looked down, tears silently streaming down her face. Henry was just as quiet, if not more than his mother. A heavy and slightly uncomfortable silence hung in the air, and no one spoke. Claudia said a lot more - just not with words. When he looked back, his father was gone, and that alone solidifed Henry's feelings on the matter. Ethel remained.

Though for a while waves of guilt washed over Elmer, regret was something he never once felt. Of course, from here forth things wouldn't be as simple as they seemed. After leaving his family behind, Elmer found himself living with Claudia and Charlotte while searching for a place they could call their own

It was hard for Elmer, a boy who'd known nothing but luxury for 18 years to get used to this lifestyle but in a way, he preferred it. The Deane cabin had it's own distinct scent - soil, freshly baked bread, wet dog ... He didn't mind it one bit. Elmer and Claudia spent a large sum of 1889 trying to think smartly about how'd they deal financially if they were to move elsewhere and eventually, with Charlottes contributions and suggestions, a bank loan was arranged. £9000. The young lovers were more than positive they would be able to pay it back. With Claudia content working on the farm, Elmer could find a job - perhaps in the medical field like he'd always dreamed, if it were even possible, which he'd been lead to believe was merely a fairytail ambition.

Elmer traded in his fancy garments for more practical clothes, and with the extra money, he purchased Claudia the dress she'd longfully commented on whilst they were window shopping. Many kisses and embraces were exchanged of course, Claudia excitedly muttering the entire time how she'd wear it every chance she got, even when Elmer assured her she wouldn't have to. A matching hat accompanied the outfit and an unusual lump in its skirt pocket too, a lump she'd discovered after it fell onto the floor was a gorgeous and expensive-looking engagement ring one would only assume had been the very ring he'd kept for years upon waiting for his bride.

So on the crisp winter day of December 19th, 1889, Elmer Pence and Claudia 'Deane', now known as Claudia Pence, exchanged their vows inside the cozy and quaint church that stood not far from their new home near the shores of Brindleton Bay. Elmer's trusted butler, John Calvert, proudly stood by his side as his best man, while Charlotte and a few of Claudia's closest friends adorned the roles of beautiful bridesmaids. The young newlyweds had much to look forward to and embraced eachothers company as they eagerly anticipated the adventures and blessings that awaited them in their future together, marking the beginning of the Pence lineage.

Current year: 1890

Prologue end

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[juulz]

Suppose I’m meant to sum up my Inktober experience, since it’s the first time I’d done the whole month since 2019. TL;DR - twas fine, didn’t die. I abused the f out of chromatic aberration and blur filters, covered some long-mulled-over flashbacks, produced unexpected het, and ofc made many many dick jokes. Well, and proved to myself that I don’t need two+ weeks to conjure an art and can reduce the process to the just right amount of fucks (or lack thereof) to bust one out in a day. Or - if even fewer given - several.

As stated under the last prompt, I happened to find it nowhere as grueling as the first two takes, which really felt like fight or flight at times. Then again, I’d attribute that to the post-covid more balance half-wfh week work schedule rather than skill. Well, that too, to a degree, but not being dead exhausted 24/7 sure helps. Some days I’d even work ahead and free up the evenings for touching grass or other worldly things.

Thank you everyone for your feedback, this was lots of fun and I’m down to do it again. Perhaps a half goretober/kinktober as I’d once aspired, but never got to complete. We’ll have to wait and see~

As a wrap reposting my absolute favorite entry of the lot, that tops even the steamy guitar onesimply cus my sense of humour is just that exquisite

[writer59january13]

Ghostly spirits from deadly arsenal spell haunting annihilation

With mighty mouse and Hercules height

tried to retrieve sanity spread loose;

a faded unpleasant memory - even enlisting

decades old cartoon characters:

Natasha squirrel and Bullwinkle moose

flow of electrons the best-concocted juice since the convection

of white bread or couscous

for without Fios, light and heat

the slow strangle via an invisible noose

gripped this bantam weight

hen pecked papa -

who tried to peruse Dante Alighieri's Divine Comedy

while buried under

blankets and towels - Toulouse any and every molecule of heat,

yet frigidaire within abode

(technically about 455 degrees Fahrenheit) went with Brad and Ray,

boot did not go vamoose.

Thine recollected diatribe

analogous to a rite of initiation

thru fraternity gauntlet -

no, not necessarily atchew anyway, I sure hope urine remission

asper any offal debacle choking bugaboo which once malignantly plagued

your body, mind, spirit

as fowl existence doomed matt chew for when countless full moons ago,

the force o mother nature drew

whipped out her scimitar,

where chaos such as

power n telephone outages flew sweeping across bulwarks,

drawbridge over troubled waters, and ramparts whereby

huge limbs and wires Ole man winter with

a jude dish hiss punch did hew indiscriminate to gentile or Jew or one necessitating answering a call

to deaf ack ate while atop the loo, cuz such fate occurred there

at previous residence

DCCXXIV Railroad Ave n new where the lack of heat or phone service

induce sing expletives stronger than poo but...during the blackout,

this papa read by flashlight huddled under mildewed layers of clothes

n bland kits, and did rue how susceptible n vulnerable society

to whims of natural faw iz - tis true at least in my view, whence this generic human

predicted he would become apprised as fossilized,

immortalized, and ossified,

thence accidentally discovered millenniums in future,

hence as frozen petrified representative per twenty first century,

where wily fox prudent terrestrial realtor.

Now that yar brow didst I scrunch possibly goot dealt

a similar meteorological punch thus possibly lack king

for electricity i.e. the life source energy, this then mister mom,

and taxi dad supposed back up hunch hove (at that time)

two prepubescent darling daughters - oft times thrilled as punch

to kibbutz with during lunch when dire circumstances

imposed spurious silliness

to fritter away time –

for measly grueling fodder,

earmarked, damned cold brunch.

Twas and still Liz

a blessing social networks allowed, enabled and promoted literary trait virtually contrived acquaintances of yore,

and usually visa vis discovery

(though transient got me I rate)

hull reflect on technological

modus operandi back before bachelorhood complemented and supplemented mein kampf

with an affectionately loving mate

many years, and even of late though amity, comity

and felicity nestles this roost stir, whose then newlywed bride

that's my wife, he DOTH no longer hate

and communicate emotions

across the whirled wide web

(i.e. - this example

between yourself and me) -

Noah intent to grate now, internecine warfare usually all calm

on the western front

from hellish, gory figurative

ball of wax bollix

engineering denizens of fate

in tandem with banshees, gremlins,

and jinns out the box of Pandora rollicked

their elements of Strunk and White,

and pandemonium they did fiendishly create.

[roachemoji]

04 03

i wasn't gonna watch another episode BUT I CANT FOCUS ON ART TODAY AND THIS IS FUN SO EP 3 HERE WE COME!!!!!!!!!!

BRO HELLO ARE THERE ALIENS HERE NOW ????? NO OK. OK ITS ASDKHASDH A HELECOPTER DAMN THO!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOT EVEN A WARNING? NOT EVEN LIKE A HONK?? DO HELICOPTERS HAVE HORNS????

OH ITS!!!!!!!! THIS GUY. FORGOT ABOUT HIM ASDKJHAKJSDH

SOrry kings no more assasinations :( Its just the autism now

BYE UGLIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i fucking LOVE the title cards forthe episodes i wish i'd used them for the threads but seeing the differnt opening scenes vs the rest ofthe episode is always cool

EL GIRLIE IM SO SORRY. AND ARGYLE AKSHJDAKSJHD THEYRE !!!!! BOTH SO FUCKING HIGH GOD. THEYRE TRYING SO HARD TO HELP IM SORRY AKSDHAKDHKAJH !!!!!!!!!

BLIP

AAKSDJHSAKDJAHSKD KSFH JOYCEIS SO BAD AT FUCKING LYING IM CRYING GIRL. ARGYLE <3

JOHNATHAN HAS A CRUMB ON HIS FUCKING FACE IM ASDKJHKSDHJ GIRL ME TOO !!!!!!!

MIKE SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!

I SENSE TENSION AKSDHAKHD MURRY!!!!!!!!! EVERYTHHING THATS HPAPENING AT THIS DINNER. THE MUSIC??????? ASJDKAJSDH

BACK AT THE MAN CAVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I HATE THIS ARCHIE LOOKING MOTHERFUCKER THE WEIRD VIGILANTE PARALLEL IS ALSO AKSADJHAKSJHD.

UCAS PLACEASE PELASEDONT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YOOHOOS AND HONEY COMBS !!!!!!

THATS ALL? YEA THATS LIKE 2FUCKING THINGS. YOU GOTTA DO LIKE 2 THINGS!!!!!

sORRY to Will who feels replaced </3 andSOrry to El who feels she has t obe a specific kind of person to fit in and never herself and not sorry to Mike

I AM DIFFERENT THATS THE AUTISM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MIKE KING YOU DONT ??? GET IT ????? SORRY EL IS RIGHT !!!!!!!!!

OAIDFKDHJFKH YEAH THE. YOURE NOT BEATING THE GAY ALLEGATIONS ???? MIKE SORRY MY GUY. YOU DONT EVEN SEE EL AS LIKE A PERSON LET ALONE A GIRL YOU LIKE LMAO

MURRYYYYRYRYRY YOURE NOT HELPING.

EW BALD HOPPER HE DOES NOT!!!! HAVE A BALD HEAD SHAPE.

VECMAN

STEVE you literally scream and fucking cry when shit happens ofc you'd run ?????????

NANCY'S LITTLE BOOTS!!!!!!

ROBIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! STEP UP BABE YEAHHHHH

OH OKAY WE'RE JUST OPENING A NEW GATE INTHE CEILING OF A FUCKING TRAILER OFC OFC OFC.

HIS FUCKING CASTLE MAKES ME LOSE MY MIND LIKE WE GET IT!!!!!! SPOOKY ASS

OH MAN okay we're praying on some FEARS BABEY i see i see

EDDIES LITTLE BUDDIESSS

LUcas :/ dissapointed OH OKAY YEAH ARCHIE LOOKING ASS BRO WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM HOLY SHIT

oh b baby...... yourdad was a cop you should konw not to talk to thEM GIRLIE PLEASEEEEE

SHUT UP OH MY GOD SHES LITERALLY AUTISTIC !!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE DOESNT LOOK UPSET SHES DISSOCIATING AND OUGHHH EXPERIENCING RAGE. IM EXPERIENCING RAGE. HATE HATE HATE HATE

EW THE FUCKING. GRAVY

SLOP!!!!! GRUEL!!!!!!!!!!!

GIRL OUCHIE!!!!!!! OW!!!!!

ROBIN IS ALSO AUTISTIC INCREDIBLE I LOVE HER EVEN MORE

oksy so Vecna preys on ???? people who,,,, are struggling ?????

Dustin and Steve <3

OH CLOCKS !!!!!!!! AGAIN.

LUCAS PLEASEI SWEAR TO FUC KING GOD DO NOT DO N OT DO NOT OH MY GOD. SERISOUAKHSAKJH BITES BITES BITES B ITES

o hhHHHH SERIOUSLY KASDHAKSJDHKASJHD X2 SEIOUSLY X2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IS TH

WHITE WOMAN JUMPSCARE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JUST A DIFFERENT WHITE WOMAN

OUUGHGH THOUGHT I TWAS GONNA BE BRENNER WAS GONNA SHIT

OHH HOGHHHADHADKJH OH I CANT WAITAHCKSJH EW EW EW EW EW EW EW EWEW OH MY AKSHDKAJHSD NOT WATCHING NOT WATCHING NASTY ASS THROWS UP THROWS UP

SFHSFKJSFDKH OH NANCY BABY GIRL. THATS A LESBIAN!!!!!!!

OFDGLFDJK OKAY OKAY LOVE THE TIE TO THE SATANIC PANIC AND EXORCISMS OFTHE TIME !!!!!!!

Lucas :(

im sorry hes juST SO FUNNY HES DANGLING WITH HIS LIL TOES OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IK THIS IS SERIOUS AND HES PRAYING ON INNOCENT PEOPLE WHO ARE VERY WEAK AND STRUGGLING MENTALLY BUT HES!!!! HIS DOGS IS OUT

me ignoring a really important speach because im distracted by Vecna's fuckin' toesies

OH IS THIS WHEN MAX ? OH BABY GIRL OK.

GIRL DONT LEAVE YOUR WAFFLES!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY LOOK SO GOOD TOO :(

hATE the clock !!!!!!!! WHATS THE CLOCK FOR !!!!!!! IS THERE A FUCKED UP GRANDFATHER CLOCK IN HIS GARGOYLE STEEPLE ????

oH absolutely NO music this time just clock ticking gotcha gotcha

Stranger Things Season 4 Thread!!!!!!!! 04 01

theres NO realistic way in hell some kid was chucking that shit every damn day and making it !!!!!!!!! bro would have smacked someone in the fucking FACE by now!!!!!

starting off with a freak ass routine gotcha gotcha gotcha !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

aGAGGLE OF BALD CHILDREN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

its been. 4 minutes and im already so uncomfortable with how they hold the kids hands to lead them around lmao

Brenner cant draw for SHIT girl if that was me id tell him i dont know bc its fucking UGLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YEAH. HES RIGHT.

GOD hes. i hate hate hate hate hate hate his fucking face it makes me so uncomfortable.

GIRL HELLO !!!!!!!!! DAMN LMAO

EXPLODES THEM EXPLODESTHEM EXPLODES THEM !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the TONE shift from the last season is really getting to me girlie like that last one didnt feel REAL and this one feels VERY present. even with the rainbow visuals in the room?

OUGHH GOD HES SO UNCOMFORTABLE.

HIS EXPRESSIONS ARE SO ???? HIS GASP SEEING A DEAD KID??? IDK HOW TO PLACE IT.

damn girlie what did you do !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

EL'S !!!! FUCKING AUTISM ACCENT? LOVE HER. LOVE HER.

ARGYLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GODIM SO EXCITED TO MEET HIM !!!!!

I CANT PUT INTO WORDSS HOW MUCH I LOVE THE TONE SHIFT AND THEM BEING OLDER AND EL'S LETTER TO MIKE BEING !!!! SO.

THEYRE ALL SO BIG NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

KAREN LOOKS SO CUTE AND TED? KILLS HIM.

SUZZIIEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND DUSTIN <3333333 THEYRE SO CUTE

STEVE AND ROBIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PEOOPLE WHO LIKE BOOBIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK ING STE VE. BI MEN AND THEIR LESBIAN BESTIES ???

MAX IS NOT BEATING THE TRANS MASC ALLEGATIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOT NOW NOT EVER NOT IN MY HEART

UCAS LOOK SO FU CKING GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!! HIS HAIIRRRRRR

WHO TH FUCK IS THIS ARCHIE LOOKING WHITE MAN ?????

THEIR PANTS ARE TEAR AWAY ? I GUESS THOSE HAVE A FUCKING USE .... WHEN IT COMES TO SPORTS ? BUT STILL KAJDSHKJHADS IM FU CKING KAJHDKJAHSD. THEY DIDNT DIE SO WE WOULD LOOSE AT BASKETBALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHUT UP

Lucas is making a good ass point butalso im so sorry he doesnt wanna be a loser nerd freak anymore :pensive:

the fu cCKING RUSSIANS LAKJSHDAKSJHDKJ HDAMN GIRLIE HOLY SHIT BE CAREFUL ? EW. EW? WHOSE THE LITTLE WHITE WOMAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OH ELL BABY YOU GOT THIS. YOU GOT THIS!!!! GO AUTISM GIRLIE!!!!!!!!

IM GONNA KILL. EVERYONE IN THAT ROOM. !! PLEASE LET HER JUST. OUGHHGH GODD. WILL TEARING UP TOO. FUCKING EXPLODE HER!!!!!! EXPLODE THAT FUCKING. BITCH HOLY SHIT ?

WILL IS.

MAX ?? QUEER WHATS WITH THE... GREEN SCRUNCHIE?? THAT THE OTHER GIRLIES HAVE

LUCAS approaching Max who... is the only one who is like ? LOUDLY suffering with shit after watching Billy die and be traumatized vs the core group not NOT being traumatized but handling it VERY DIFFERENTLY ? like they always "bounced back" and Max isn't

o h JESUS WHAT THE FUCK HELLO ?????? bro aksjdhkasjhakhkKJHDFKJSDHFKJH DAMN I WOULD NOT HAVE LEFT THAT BATHROOM HELLO WHAT THE FUCK

Eddie doesnt SOUND like i thought he would ???? AKDHAKDJH i forgot about the hanky code my mans wearing

dustiinnNNSFNKJKSJH DUSTIN. AKJSDH!!!!!! MIKE'S FACE.

Eddie's vibe is. AKHASKDJASHD like my ex boyfriend from highschool

MURRYYYY !!! MISSED HIM. LOVE HIM. RIP ALEXEI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

she has nIPPLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ARGYLE AKSJHDKASJH!!!!!!!!!! MOPEY DICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NANCY LOOKS SO CUTE!!!

ARGYLE CALLING HIM A FUCKING GOOD BOY KJHSDKAHADSKJHADSKJH YELLING

im sorry literally N OON wants to play DnD you just have to find the gay people !!!!!!!!!!!!!! (40 years from now)

Out h ere being Mentally ill in da Woods as you do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

what gay ass drugs are we selling!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh hes DRAMATIC fucking theater kid. that man's NOT STRAIGHT !!!! and also defenitely has ADHD. chewing on his fucking HAIR !!! stimming i see u !!

EL BABY GIRL IM SO SORRY I WAN T TO EXPLODE THE WORLD FOR YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WANT TO KILL FOR HER !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOY SHIT . MAKE THEM PISS THEIR PANTS GIRL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OO OoOOO H BABAKJSHD I FORGOT HER POW ERS ARENT ,,, WO RK ING,,, ABY IM,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, THIS IS FUCKING PAINFUL.

tHE focus not having been on Will the entire time except for a snippet here and there is REALLY NICE ACTUALLY likE!!! IDK BUT IT IS. TTHAT MANS FIGURING OUT HES QUEER TOO

MURRY JADKASLASKLJSADKJ !!!! MY MAN ABSOLUTEL LOSING HIS MIND

sTEVE IM AKSDJHS SORRY GIRLIE LMAOOOOOO fuc kinggGGGG TAMMMYYYYY AKSDJAKDHAKJSDHKAJSHD ROBINNN GIRLIEE IM SO FUCKING SORRRYY. JDKLKJDLKJFDSJLKDF I WA NNA FUCKING.

ERICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BABY GIRL IS BACKKKK YEAHHHH FUCKING LOVE HER !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND HER HAIIIRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CANT WAIT FOR HER TO DESTROY EDDIE

DESTROY HIM DESTROY HIM DESTROY HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the fucking mountain dew cansssss his DM set up is so good

I JUST LOVE HOW DND IS USED AS FORESHADOWING BABEY !!!

Dusstin and Erica working together like THIS IS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! UGH. love u lady applejack <33333

FUCKING GET IT ERICA!!!! LUCAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASSSEEEEEEEEE

YYYEAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i thOUGHT he was tlking to like a lizard and not a guitar AKSJD

IS Chrissy just experiencing like a psychotic break ?? delusions??? I cant tell if its like. ACTUALLY happening to her or something to do with the UD ? Dissociative seizures????? DISSOCIATIVE SEIZURES AND THE UD ?????

FEEL LIKE ALL THE SPIDER VISUALS AND SHIT ARE IMPORTANT AND I JUST DONT KNOW HOW YET !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH IS THIS VECNA ? SIR !! YOURE. WET :/

BRO HELLO WHAT

KING WHAT DOES THAT M EAN

ASDASKJHD KASHDKASJH SORRY TO EDDIE WHO THOUGH YEAHHH A FRIEND :3c

GIRL WAHT THE FUCK EXORCIST SHIT HOLY HSHKJASJK LSHAJKHAD HE RE YEB ALLS!!!!!!!!! BROOOO AKSJDHKASHDKASHD

yeah so season 3 was. liike. different and now ? we're back at it!!!! we're back at it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ALSRRIGH alright

ending with a half song again no lyrics inchresting

[hiraethminds]

THE BOY HAS RISEN 🙌 THIS IS OUR CHILD!!! IM HIGH FIVING YOU ALL IN MY BRAIN RN TYSM FOR ASSEMBLING THE BOY!!!!

[einsteinsugly]

Couple Colors: My TWA Universe, Leah Forman and James Hyde, Green (Green With Envy)

There are elements of Eric and Donna, and Jackie and Hyde, in Leah and James. They've known each other since they were kids, and have been best friends forever. They're competitive with each other, they playfully tease each other, and they happen to be neighbors. Close in not only proximity, but in each other's playful little hearts.

But their bond is deep and intense, from the very beginning. They have never, ever hated each other, but they don't really play that game of platonic charades. There has always been unspoken chemistry between them, nearly telepathic. They play games of chess, in each other's minds, bodies, and souls. They're fiercely protective of each other, and with one little pout, Leah can make James's Slytherin heart melt.

*****

A deliberate game of spin the bottle...

She saw it first, or heard it first, emerging from the den in utter shock. There was Leah, planting a kiss on a certainly suspecting James. And it wasn't just a polite, obligatory kiss. It had tongue. Two tongues, working together, for about forty-five grueling seconds.

Suddenly, as Jackie raised the alarm, Eric barged out of his eternal slumber. Out of his cozy den. Out of hibernation, as a burly bear threatened his house. From the inside. "Hey! That's enough of that!"

"Sorry, Daddy." Leah immediately fell back into line, feigning innocence. Like Laurie. "Those are the rules of the game."

"Whatever happened to pin the tail on the donkey?" Sometimes, luckily, he wasn't blinded by the light. He saw right through Leah's stupid charade, and he was flabbergasted. To say the least. "More like, pin a kiss on the neighbor boy."

[hidden-otaku-stuff]

Tsukishima, Kuroo, Osamu saving an S/O from traffic

My first headcanons~

Word count: ~1.1k 

AN: Thanks for the interesting request! This was my first time writing Tsukishima and Osamu. 

part 2: Suga, Atsumu, Akaashi, and Sakusa saving their S/O from traffic

TSUKISHIMA

⭐ Mmm, twas a slow-burn

⭐ You were both first years at Karasuno. you were one of Yachi’s classmates & closest friend

⭐ One day, you ended up walking her to practice and coincidentally, Tsukishima arrived right when you did

⭐ He was pretty indifferent at first tbh

⭐ It wasn’t until he caught you defending Yachi from some bullies that he was like 👀👀 ooo okay

⭐ Since then, he figured the best way to get to you was through Yachi

⭐ SO, he had her invite you to the 1st year study sessions

⭐ You’re quiet, but you get your work done. And when Yachi and Tsukishima are about to kill the boys (aka Hinata and Kageyama), you step in and play peace-maker, taking over the tutoring for a bit

⭐ It was after one of these study sessions when the incident occurs

⭐ You guys had just left Sakanoshita Market after a grueling study session. Tsukishima had almost killed Kageyama and Hinata multiple times before you suggested ending the session and leaving early

⭐ Just as you turn the corner down towards your street, the loud roar of a motorcycle distracts you

⭐ You eyes widen as the headlight shines directly onto you

⭐ You close your eyes, panic freezing you in the spot before you were flung to the side away from danger

⭐ Crashing into a fence, you end up in a kabedon-position with Tsukishima in front of you as he glares at the motorcyclist over his shoulder

⭐ “Watch where you’re going!” He spat, eyes flashing dangerously

⭐ The motorcyclist stops, apologising profusely only for Tsukishima to roll his eyes, grab your hand, and lead you away

⭐ “Are you alright?” he asks, looking at you from the corner of his eye

⭐ Tsukishima was pissed

⭐ Who in their right mind would barrel down the side-walk on a motorcycle when there’s a perfectly good street right there?

⭐ You nod, tears welling up in your eyes

⭐ “Don’t lie, you’re about to cry, aren’t you?”

⭐ You nod again

⭐ He sighs, holding you close. “It’s okay, I’m here”, his arm rubs up and down your back in comforting strokes. “Let’s get you home and in bed, yeah?” 

⭐ A sniffle. “Okay”

KUROO

⭐ SO, you and kuroo? twas another slow-burn type of relationship

⭐ I mean, y’all have known of each other for a while now

⭐ It wasn’t until you were partnered up in class when you actually started paying attention to Kuroo - though he’s always paid attention to you

⭐ He may have had a small crush on you for a while

⭐ after all, it just seemed like he was just always there

⭐ Having a bad day? Kuroo was there with a handful of your favorite snacks and a tight hug

⭐ He started being the first person that you call whenever you good news, and he started hitting you up whenever he was having a good/bad day too

⭐ Eventually, y’all just started acting so much like romantic partners and you both were just like “it is what it is” and made it official

⭐ You had stayed back on-campus doing your homework while waiting for Kuroo to finish with practice when the incident occurs

⭐ “I’m just gonna pop into the convenience store for some snacks,” you tell Kuroo as you grab your bag

⭐ There was still like another 30 minutes left to practice

⭐ SO, you leave

⭐ Popping your earbuds in, you jam out to music, humming as you walk down the street

⭐ Your feet tapping as you wait for the light to change

⭐ As it switches to green for pedestrians, you step onto the street

⭐ If you hadn’t been so distracted, you would’ve noticed the approaching truck

⭐ BUT, the truck honks super loudly and catches your attention

⭐ You’re turning towards it, eyes widening when something crashes into you from behind

⭐ Your eyes slam shut as panic and fear sweep over you

⭐ The honking drives past you

⭐ Opening your eyes, you see Kuroo standing over you

⭐ He had decided to go to the store with you at the last minute, but since you had your headphones in, he decided he wanted to scare you

⭐ BUT, when he saw what was happening, he sprinted like he was being chased by monsters

⭐ Cleared it in less than 30 seconds, scooping you into his arms as he makes it to the other side of the street

⭐ “Are you ok?”

⭐ “Yeah”

⭐ “Jesus christ baby, don’t do that again,” he chides you.

⭐ He was terrified. What if he hadn’t been there? What if he hadn’t been fast enough?

⭐ “I’m sorry”

⭐ He shakes his head, “it’s not your fault baby.” He kisses your forehead. “You’re probably in shock right now, let me take care of you, ok?”

⭐ You snuggle into his chest, listening as his heartbeats steady. “I love you”

⭐ “I love you too”

OSAMU

⭐ alright so y’all have been dating for awhile now

⭐ You had met when you’re both working at the stadium. He was selling onigiri and you were selling takoyaki

⭐ Osamu had heard about you from Atsumu when his twin bragged about a cute girl who had started working as a vendor for them

⭐ TBH, Osamu had just rolled his eyes. Atsumu was almost as big of a foodie as he was, and it was no wonder that he was impressed by a new vendor

⭐ The foods offered at the stadium hadn’t changed by much until you both entered as vendors

⭐ Your booths were directly across the hall from one another. He was eyeing your food and you were eyeing his

⭐ He was a little shocked by how young you were. You looked like you were his age

⭐ Osamu was pretty curious as to how you managed to get into the stadium

⭐ When the game starts, he comes over bringing onigiri as an offering for some of your food

⭐ Y’all hit it off, visiting each other’s restaurants, serving as taste-testers

⭐ You guys even start a little foodie blog because you’re always out trying new restaurants and recipes together

⭐ Eventually, you were like, well we already have the blog, we might as well be dating LOL

⭐ SO, at the time of the incident

⭐ It had been a long day

⭐ Like a really long day

⭐ You’d opened your shop up, worked all day, and then went to the stadium to open up your pop-up

⭐ Osamu was right behind you, carrying his own boxes

⭐ Y’all are just chatting about your days, super eager to get home and cuddle

⭐ Just as you step out into the parking lot, there’s a loud screeching noise as some guy decides to try and BOOK it from the parking lot

⭐ Stunned, you just stand there like a deer in headlights, your life flashing before your eyes

⭐ YANK

⭐ Osamu grabs your collar, yanking you back into him and away from the danger. You crash into his chest, the boxes thrown to the side in favour of wrapping one of his other arms around your waist

⭐ “Are you alright?” he rasps into your ear

⭐ You just shakily nod

⭐ “That was so close,” you whimper

⭐ “it’s okay baby, I got you,” he coos, holding you close to him

⭐ You could feel his heart racing

⭐ He was terrified. What if something had happened? And he didn’t do anything to stop it?

⭐ “I’ll never let anything happen to you, not when I’m around,” he promises 

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Soren Can't Lie

Part of my ‘another 100 dragon prince aus’ oneshot collection

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Soren has military training wired into him, so deeply he can't resist addressing Ezran by his new title.

Sorry no chapter yesterday! twas tired.

“Stop, Elf,” Soren said, brandishing his sword, “We are going to kill you and save Prince Callum and King Ezran,” He said.

“King?” Rayla fell out of the tree. Finally thrown off her balance, “You can’t say that!”

“She’s right, Soren,” Claudia said, “They don’t know about their father yet. We have to break it to them gently.”

“I’ll break her gently!” Soren said, pointing the sword at the Rayla. Claudia and Rayla stared at him, confused and mildly disturbed. “Wait, no,” he said, “That didn’t come out right.”

“WAIT!” A voice shouted over to the side, distracting them all. They watched Callum run up, breathing heavily, “Wait, stop fighting, we’re all on the same side here.”

Soren and Rayla both stared at him incredulous, “You’re kidding right?” Rayla said, “You remember she was the one going on and on about using the egg as a weapon?”

“No,” Claudia said, “/I/ said we were trying to prevent YOU using it as a weapon!”

“Both of you, stop!” Callum said, “Claudia, Soren, things are more complicated than before, but Rayla’s a good person, she just wants peace, and she’s saved our lives multiple times. Rayla, these two are my closest friends. They could help us! We all just have to put our swords down and actually TALK to each other.”

Rayla and Soren eyed each other suspiciously. Slowly, they each lowered their swords, and Callum took a sigh of relief.

“Callum,” a new voice joined in, “What’s going on?”

Soren’s muscles all tensed at the sight of Ezran, sleepily rubbing his eyes as he made his way down the path.

The protocols for being a crown guard were very clear. You were loyal to the King and Kingdom. When the King (or Queen) died, you were supposed to immediately swear loyalty to the next King. A Knight without fealty was dangerous, so it was told.

His father didn’t understand it. His sister didn’t understand. They were magic users. He had gone through grueling training until it was less about the thoughts in his head as it was the instincts he followed.

“Soren,” Claudia said, “Keep it together, this isn’t the time.”

Soren heard her words, but everything in his training was fighting to disobey her. His body knew what he was supposed to, what he NEEDED to do.

Ezran came down, finally noticing the way Soren was staring at him. “Hi Soren, Hi Claudia,” he said, “What are you guys doing here.”

“We came to find you, of course,” Claudia said, “To protect you, in case you were in danger. It wouldn’t do for the Princes to suffer on some adventure with an Elf.

The word Princes finally broke him. Soren knelt in the dirt, only slightly shorter than Ezran like this, sword offered in his hands, “By my life and by my sword, I pledge fealty to the King of Katolis, if you would accept it, King Ezran.”

Years ago, he’d made the same pledge to King Harrow. It had been the proudest day of his life. Everything was so confused now.

“C-Callum,” Ezran stuttered, “What is he talking about? I’m not...I mean, Dad is…”

“He’s dead,” Callum said, staring in horror between Claudia, Soren, and Rayla, “Isn’t he?”

Soren didn’t stand. He wasn’t allowed to until Ezran accepted or rejected his fealty. Claudia stammered, “Maybe-maybe we should talk about this inside? Or just--”

“You knew,” Callum said, accusatory.

Rayla flinched, “Callum, I’m sorry, I--”

“You knew!” Callum yelled, “And you didn’t tell us!”

“I know!” Rayla said, “I didn’t know how to tell you the King--”

“Not just the King,” Callum yelled, “Our father! How could you--”

“Callum…” Ezran said, and they finally noticed he was crying, “I don’t...I….Callum…”

Callum enveloped him in a hug, “I know,” Callum said, “Hey, breath, ok, breath.”

“I can’t--I don’t want to be King, not yet, I don’t--”

“Lets,” Claudia said, “All go inside. Talk, like Callum said.”

Ezran didn’t seem to be moving, so Callum struggled to pick him up like he did when they were younger. Rayla tried to help, but Callum shouldered her away.

They didn’t realize Soren was still stuck there for a good while.

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This Day in History: Carole Lombard’s tragic WWII War Bonds tour

On this day in 1942, American actress Carole Lombard is tragically killed as she returns from a WWII War Bonds tour. Her trip had been part of Hollywood’s early response to the attack on Pearl Harbor. Lombard left L.A. by train on January 12, traveling towards Indiana. “We’ve got to get out and get the boys pumped up!” she told a crowd. “I don’t have to tell you what to do: Go out and buy a bond!” “This is the first unity Hollywood ever had,” she told a journalist. “From now on it’s sell a bond, sell a bond, sell a bond.” Lombard would raise an astonishing $2 million, but the story doesn’t get to end on that happy note. Lombard was supposed to return by train, but she was in a rush. She’d had a fight with her husband, Clark Gable; she wanted to mend fences. Would she have made a different decision otherwise? Her mother and Gable’s publicist were with her and feared flying. Nevertheless, the three took TWA Flight 3 from Indianapolis early on January 16. The cross-country flight was grueling. The plane cabin was not pressurized—and COLD. Frequent refueling stops were needed. One almost saved Lombard. In Albuquerque, she nearly got bumped in favor of 15 U.S. Army Air Corps personnel. But Lombard argued her case: She, too, was helping the war. Other civilians were bumped, but Lombard stayed. Normally, the last refueling stop would have occurred in Boulder, Nevada, but it was late and Boulder didn’t have runway lights. Thus, the pilots rerouted towards Las Vegas. Unfortunately, they made a mistake when they took off again, using a flight path that would have worked out of Boulder, but not Vegas. TWA Flight 3 slammed into a nearby mountain. The new widower, Clark Gable, never really recovered. He would eventually make more movies and even remarry. But when he passed away, he was buried next to Lombard. FULL STORY: TaraRoss.com

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I just remembered that in elementary school, I had this principle, Mr. S, who would read us all this book during lunch time, it was a long book and he’d read the entire thing, like each day was a new chapter I’d say. It was fun to listen to. I twas about this boy who loved hunting, and always wanted a hunting dog. I don’t recall too much except that he got two golden retrievers I think, and at some point during a hunt one of them got attacked.

The book described in explicit detail to gore that the hunting kid witnessed from his dog being attacked by an animal. Like DETAILS. At LUNCH. I was NINE. After that dog died, the other dog became so depressed it stopped eating and died of a broken heart.

I should mention that Mr. S read this book at lunchtime every year. The same book. He thought it was a fantastic idea to read to extremely young children, who were eating, a book about the tragic and grueling death of two hunting dogs. Mr. S was a crazy crazy man.

He was also super into uni-cycling, and the whole town knew, and he ran a whole club for uni-cycling and even went to parades with all his young little goblins UNI-CYCLING down the road.

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In 1978, in the tailwind of the golden age of air travel, flight attendants were the epitome of glamor and sophistication. Fresh out of college and hungry to experience the world?and maybe, one day, write about it?Ann Hood joined their ranks. After a grueling job search, Hood survived TWA?s rigorous Breech Training Academy and learned to evacuate seven kinds of aircraft, deliver a baby, mix proper cocktails, administer oxygen, and stay calm no matter what the situation.In the air, Hood found both the adventure she?d dreamt of and the unexpected realities of life on the job. She carved chateaubriand in the first-class cabin and dined in front of the pyramids in Cairo, fended off passengers? advances and found romance on layovers in London and Lisbon, and walked more than a million miles in high heels. She flew through the start of deregulation, an oil crisis, massive furloughs, and a labor strike.As the airline industry changed around her, Hood began to write?even drafting snatches of

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hey everyone, i’m back after some time abroad. ‘twas a family vacation and some grueling/vaguely traumatic stuff happened that triggered some bad anxiety...hopefully i will do some simming again soon to help cheer me up!

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What made you choose to be a Red Mage?

"What an excellent question! The answer is pretty simple, actually. Since I was little, I had known that I was able to manipulate Aether as mages do... such as many Sharlayans are. But I had not the patience to study rigorously as Alphinaud has. =_=; So staying a Bard was the only thing I could do. However, seeing Alisaie and her progress and skills as a Red Mage was enlightening, to say the least. So I sought after Master X'Rhun Tia. Thus began my journey as a Red Mage. Twas a grueling and very difficult journey. I would be lying if I said Master X'Rhun made it easy. But now that I've mastered the job, being a Red Mage is now a part of me I will not be trading anytime soon.☺" 💗❤💗❤💗❤💗❤💗❤💗❤💗❤