#w corp stuff....

[the-amaranthine-terminal]

"Her skin was as clear and delicate as a rose leaf, and her eyes as blue as the deepest sea."

🧜‍♀️

"Putri Kinasih"

🦪

"Yang Diampuni"

💎

"There was Lorenzo slain and buried in,

There in that forest did his great love cease;

Ah! when a soul doth thus its freedom win,

It aches in loneliness - is ill at peace

As the break-covert blood-hounds of such sin:

They dipp’d their swords in the water, and did tease

Their horses homeward, with convulsed spur,

Each richer by his being a murderer."

🌿

"How long in there, in terms of years? 0.000000000067 seconds for the body to Jaunt, but how long for the unparticulated consciousness? A hundred years? A thousand? A million? A billion? How long alone with your thoughts in an endless field of white? And then, when a billion eternities have passed, the crashing return of light and form and body. Who wouldn't go insane?"

🐁

"Meine Mutter die Hur,

die mich umgebracht hat,

mein Vater der Schelm,

der mich gessen hat,

mein Schwesterlein klein

hub auf die Bein,

an einem kühlen Ort,

da ward ich schönes Waldvögelein,

fliege fort, fliege fort!"

🕊️

"Εφύρα"

🪨

"Lanang Mas"

🥒

(literary references)

[luriluth]

cooking something malicious again lets see if i actually manage to complete it unlike the ego one

[astragatwo]

Rose's birthday today...

[sluckythewizard]

TURBO WIP ALERT

THIS IS MEANT TO BE THE 2ND PAGE OF 4 PAGES. BUT BECAUSE A WARRIOR OF MINE HAS BROUGHT ME A SUFFECIENT SACRIFICE, YOU ALL GET TO REVEL IN THIS EARLY ACCESS. NO REBLOGS THO. HA!!!! THIS IS BETWEEN ME N U CUNTS

HOPE U ENJOY THIS THUSFAR, BUT ALSO I AM TAKING FEEDBACK. DOES IT FLOW OKAY? DOES IT LOOK GOOD? LET ME KNOW

[babygirlhaljordan]

soooooo popping into your ask box -- do you have any ocs youd like to share more about? :D

OMG HIII! YES—i in fact do! meet tala (first image—she’s green) and her sister, ligaya (second image—she’s yellow) my dc ocs!

i talked about tala here but to give a summary: she’s a filipino-american that’s OBSESSED with magical girls that when she gets power from being green lantern (aka has the ability to construct anything from her imagination) she pretends to be a magical girl called “sentinel stars” contrary to popular belief, the stars isn’t (just) a reference to sailor moon, but her name, which means goddess of stars. her mom named her

while she does her best to appear an optimistic person (as a symbol of peace as a “magical girl”), in reality she struggles a lot with loneliness. since her mom’s death, she’s been on her own. her dad is always busy with getting shifts for work whereas her sister, ligaya, pushed her away from their once close bond. anime is her way to fill the lonely void and being a magical girl (hero) lets her pretend to be someone she’s not: a lovable person

for ligaya—her name means happiness. yet, she’s the opposite of happy. emotionally distraught from her mom’s death, she pushed her family away. the best way to put her demeanor is batman—forever haunted by her mom’s death. it’s only by joining cheerleading in high school does she become happier; she found a support system. where she isn’t reminded of her mom’s death. she spends all her time surrounded by ppl while tala is alone

it’s good that ligaya has that support system. because in universes she doesn’t… lets just say she doesn’t end up being the best (in an au, she becomes a yellow lantern, which is fueled by fear. she uses her own fear to fuel herself and control others in her desperation to keep People Safe. they’re green lanterns worst enemies. but ligaya is tala’s sister no matter what universe she is & when she uses her powers to keep her safe despite being opposite sides on the battlefield… she’s only more convinced of that)

ligaya does care for tala though. when she’s injured, she’ll look after her injuries (despite her complaints). she’ll toss things at her face—but they’ll be tala’s favorite manga. and even after everything that happened… when tala is crying, she’ll sing her favorite song and hold her to remind her little sister she’s not alone

[swiftsaltsweet]

Holy shit....I added up my word count (of what's published) and I've written more than 136,305 words since April?????? TT0TT

[w-corp-clerk-anon]

So.... uhmm... -"How do we tell them?" -"Well Aisha... I did not expected for the "new" person to panic afther seeing the beholders making bets" -"More like you did not expected the free rhynoplasty" -"and the broken rib, these bandages are itchy..." -"Gotch-ya clerk boss" -"Thanks Lars, so what i wanted to say..." -"Allow me to do it, you can tag later" -"Imagine being sent to check out on the stranded employee from another world" -"then accidentally jumpscaring them" -"that's where the broken nose came from" -"you should be resting you hard-headed idiot" -"Geez Aisha, no need to be rude" -"She has a point" -"You too Gary?" -"Well, where i was.. oh right... imagine getting punched hard enought to break your nose but not hard enought to faint" -"Then end up offering a tour around the place while at the same time cursing like a mute sailor, and don't make me faces, i saw you do that thing with your hands when you're mad" -"now imagine that during the tour, Io and behold, 4 claws, 2 beholders, an arbirter and several low ranked fixers becoming the reason why the Train WG-427 hasn't been able to leave from the station" -"now you know where it goes, and i will resume it fast, Interlooper stares at the staff that came from the head, Interlooper has a panic attack, clerk-boss here tries to help her calm down, a bad reaction from the interlooper involves a punch towards the chest, clerk-boss barely dodges and ends up with most of their right side ribs shattered due to the sheer force of the punch" -"wich makes me wonder... how the fuck are you still alive" -"2 things, 1) i don't know, and 2) is likely due to the ampules box i was holding at the time, speaking of wich, i have to still send the fine i got from K-corp for damaging company resources towards that woman" -"and that kind-of explains why they where missing"

[beeapocalypse]

very simple pudel ref to figure out their colors and shapes

do not know if ive talked abt them. rescue corps recruit who joined up in order to get off of hocotate after an apocalyptic break up. published author who throws their entire heart into research for new novels (had been writing a romance before the breakup, has a half finished first draft rotting away untouched and an inability to either trash it or finish it), loves to go on hikes for fun

[swordofazrael1992]

hands u a kyle

[braintapes]

Throwing this out here is probably a long shot, but would anyone experienced with Lobotomy Corporation modding know what happened to the Overlapping Ego Gifts mod? The most I can find is a dead link. I'm terminally allergic to joining any discord servers to ask about this so I'd appreciate any info or, if it's allowed, if anyone has a backup of the mod they could share (assuming the mod author hasn't just Completely pulled it)

[trainingdummyrabbit]

finally getting to reading th funy kny short stories and . oh. ohhhhhh.....

[astragatwo]

rose's birthday today.. i'm sad we can't appreciate her under better circumstances 😔

IM SO UPSET ABOUT THIS WAAAAUUGHHGHHHHG

It's not going to stop me from drawing her something because that's my wife I need to but MAN I really wish I could do that without everything else happening nagging me 😭😭😭😭😭

Maybe I should just allot myself 24hrs to close my eyes and just celebrate my favorite character's birthday in peace and then go back to being smad about all of this

[voidfragments]

you ever make a reply and then like 5 hours later when you're going to sleep suddenly go "WAIT I NEED TO CHECK THINGS AND POSSIBLY REWRITE THAT"

[fishareglorious]

Oh, huh, I got wage slave Mersault. Welcome home, and go get a nap, buddy.

Funnily enough he’s the one with the most number of identities and egos. And those three egos all need sloth which...I barely have any sinners who have it in their movesets lmao

BG...... Baby Girl????? Ryoshu why are you calling him that

Oh wait my bad I forgot about the bug guy nickname the memes have rotted my brain

[mikobeautifulheart]

Calling you their girlfriend

When your not actually together (yet). *Not proof read

(Btw use of the word girlfriend and mentions of death and corpses.)

INCLUDING: Megumi and Yuji

~Megumi~

You slowly opened your eyes and started to pull your stuff together. You stood up, not paying attention to the large gash on your leg bleeding out.

Instead you let out a sigh and walked past what was left of Nanami's body, You made your way through Shibuya station before setting your eyes on the unconscious body of Megumi. You leaned down and slung his arm around the back of your neck. Being totally honest you didn't even know if Megumi was alive, regardless you were going to get Megumi ('s body) out of there.

It was hard, he was taller and heavier then you but you still somewhat dragged his body out of there only to be met with Ichiji's corps on the floor. You kept staring at it until you felt Megumi's weight leave you, making you turn your head to see Shoko and other sorcerers attending to peoples wounds.

"Y/n are you okay? Y/n?"

You heard her voice fine but all you did was stare at her, empty and exhausted.

"Make sure Megumi's alright" Was the last thing you remember before blacking out.

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"No, you HAVE to let me see her"

It was a familiar low voice, one you were fond of.

"Sorry but she's in no condition to see visitors right now."

"Will she die if she sees me?"

"No but-"

Yeah it was Megumi's voice, that means he is okay then.

"Then i'm going in"

The door slowly slid open and that was the first time you opened your eyes after Shibuya. The thought of Megumi coming to visit you made your head spin (in the good way) even if he did come out of curiosity at least it meant he sort of cared about you.

"We can't just let anyone get in there"

"She's my girlfriend" he said agitated.

Your heart started pumping and your cheeks were pink. No that couldn't be Megumi then, it was probably a dream. There was nothing between you guys other then being class mates. You sunk back into disappointment and closed your eyes so you didn't have to see the imaginary situation unfold.

The room was silent and suddenly you felt a rough hand hold yours, and a gentle thumb rub. Your breath hitched, if it was a dream this feeling wouldn't be so... real.

"Sir, your going to have to leave or i'll call security"

he turned his head, about to say something.

"If he leaves i'll die" You said with a raspier voice then you remembered.

He whipped his head around so fast, confirming in your mind that this was real. He squeezed your hand tighter as your eyes wandered to the bandage on his arm.

"You were out pretty bad huh? Are you okay?" you asked.

The nurse took that as her que to leave.

"About that. I don't really know what to say because saying thank you dosen't really measure up to how grateful I am to you."

"Eh w's nothing" you mumbled slightly embarrassed.

"I heard you outside there, nice save with the girlfriend thing." you said trying to change the subject.

"Yeah...I guess." He said, the tip of his ears turning pink.

"I'm just glad your better Megumi" You said sensing how unconfutable he felt after your comment.

"Look y/n I-I know were just friends or classmates or whatever you think but I...I really like you more then that."

You let out a giggle

"I like you more then that too."

-Yuji-

Yuji is a calm guy, he's rational and friendly. So why is it now that in the deepest part of his chest did he feel some stirring frustration?

For weeks he's been getting to know everyone at Jujutsu high and you were no exception. Out of everyone he knew you were the one he would hang out with most. Something about your nature kept drawing him in, leave him wanting for more. All those late nights at each others dorms, walks around the city when you finished your missions together and going to the cinema when you both had time off.

You had grown on Yuji and he trusted you, that's why he was clenching his fists and smiling when he heard one of the Kyoto school guys asked if you were busy after the event.

Its not like he had any right to interfere with your friendships anyway, he knew that he was just a friend right now and if you wanted to hang around the Kyoto students then that was your choice.

But Yuji just couldn't shake the torment of the guys smile when ever you laughed at his crappy jokes.

"Ah Yuji there you are, what the hell do you think your doing here!? We were supposed to met at- HEY DON'T WALK AWAY FROM ME!" Nobora yelled as she watched Yuji stand up in some sort of trance and slowly walk toward you.

"Oh hey Yuji, I was just talking to some of the Kyoto students, this guys a fan of movies to!" You smiled brightly.

"Nice to met you" The guy smiled at Yuji reaching his hand out for Yuji to shake.

"You to, so y/n tells me you like movies?" Yuji put on an innocent grin.

"Yeah, bit of a film expert actually." he chuckled looking at you.

"Wow, must be nice I don't usually get the story first time round, luckily my smart girlfriend rants to me about it after." Yuji said with a checkmate look on his face.

"Honestly sometimes I zone out but I like letting her pretty lips run, its music to my ears."

You felt your face heat up, there's a chance Yuji made a mistake- he couldn't have possibly just called you his girlfriend, right?

"Honestly I must be the luckiest man alive because y/n is was out of my league."

The Kyoto student also turned red. All he could do was mutter a 'yeah' and walk away dissapointed.

Yuji stood there grinning before thinking abut what he had actually done. What a jerk he though.

Suddenly he felt an arm link onto his making him look down surprised.

"I'm so glad to have such a lovely boyfriend too." You said smiling brightly.

"S-sorry y/n I don't know what got over me haha..." He trailed off hoping the earth would swallow him whole.

"Well maybe if you take me to the cinema tonight I'll forgive you."

He turned his head back to you and beamed.

"Your going to have to explain it to me after though."

THANK YOU FOR READING ♡

AUTHOURS NOTE: Teheh I think if this post goes well i'll make a part 2. My inboxes are empty so... Reblogs r welcomed. Have a good whatever time.

[batmanschmatman]

Book Rec: Coming Out Under Fire, by Allan Bérubé

Occasionally I see some discourse on Tumblr from folks in the HBO War fandom or different historical/history adjacent fandoms about how there weren’t that many members of the queer community involved in WWII, and I’d really like to point them and everyone else with an interest in queer history to this wonderful book. Originally published in 1990, Coming Out Under Fire gets into all the different ways queer folks DID participate in the war. It’s from an American perspective, so if you’re looking for other Allied experiences, unfortunately there won’t be much here for you, but it’s exceptionally well researched, and crucially a lot of the content comes from interviews with surviving servicemembers. There’s also a documentary based on the book, which came out a few years later and includes video interviews with some of the folks included in the text.

One of Bérubé’s main points in his introduction – and for writing the book in the first place – is the American government, history textbooks, Hollywood, etc. is able to paint the WWII-era military as an almost entirely straight military force because many queer people who participated in the war effort were silenced during their lifetimes, and were unable or unwilling to reveal their true identities. Some of this was from societal pressure – the post war period saw a huge surge in homophobic rhetoric and persecution in the name of fighting Communism, not to mention the ever present heteronormative pressure to get married and have kids – but also because so many queer veterans died during the AIDS epidemic. Bérubé was inspired to preserve the voices of those who were still with us and shed a light on some of the folks we lost. (Note that this was also an intensely personal issue for Bérubé, who lost friends and his partner to AIDS and thus saw first hand how devastating this was to the community in terms of robbing us of our loved ones, friends, elders, and history itself.)

In the book, Bérubé makes the point over and over again that queer people were involved at basically every level in the American military during the war. There’s stories about guys lying when asked “Do you like girls?” during enlistment, lesbians in the Women’s Army Corps being brought to trial for fraternizing, drag shows in POW camps and in reserve, front line combat veterans discussing losing romantic partners to enemy fire or coming out to foxhole buddies, who were supportive allies rather than hateful. One of my favorite stories that’s always stuck out to me is a guy who came home and decided to come out to his elderly mother, who was fully accepting and supportive of her son’s sexuality. I see so many people speaking in absolutes that there’s NO WAY you could come out to your family and be accepted in the past, and while that was certainly true for so many people, it’s also not an absolute truth.

Please note I am NOT giving blanket permission to make assumptions about real-life people’s sexualities or identities, nor am I saying Band of Brothers fics where half the company is dating each other are historically accurate, but it’s really sad to see folks on here (unknowingly, hopefully) perpetuating the myth that there really weren’t that many queer folks in the military during WWII. We were there, we just couldn’t be out the way we might have liked to be. After the war, the Red Scare, societal pressure, and a literal epidemic silenced countless members of the community about their time in the service. There’s no way to know how many people who fought on Guadalcanal or worked at stateside bases or sorted mail in France were queer, but it’s a lot more than you were led to believe.

As a member of the community and a historian (brief resume: MA in Public History, BA in American History, have published stuff and created exhibits for dozens of museums), I just want to remind folks that we have always been here, and our lives weren’t always miserable and tragic when we came out to people or decided to live as authentically as we could get away with. It’s not completely historically inaccurate to write fic or original fiction where your queer characters can come out to their families and not be shunned, or live with their partners and not be immediately murdered. Being queer wasn’t invented at Stonewall.