#we were having an angst time

[vanmarkham]

anyway a collection of snippets of gideon writing from me and leas rp last night bc i was having fun writing him

“I’m sorry if I… *complicated* things with your traveling companions.” He isn’t sorry. He would brand himself on Rodaine if he could.

“Leliana… that’s the lady with the red hair, yes?” He is a little alarmed that she may have raided his trunk. “All of your… companions seem quite formidable. I’m afraid if we come across anything I won’t be nearly as helpful.” And he’s only a little bitter about it. Rodaine likes competence, values it. Has always held disdain for those who whine and complain their way through life and its problems. And here he was with a whole crowd of people that all seemed very competent and put together and intimidating and, honestly, rather attractive. And Gideon was still where he’d always been. How could he compare? He could hardly light a fire.

When they get to his bed, he hesitates for a moment. He doesn’t want to let go of Rodaine. It feels like letting go of a life raft. But he flexes his hand and does it and the chasm is back and yawning ever wider. The blue in Gideons robes clashing next to the blue of the warden armor that fit Rodaine like he was always meant to wear it.

Rodaine is holding him and he’s holding him back.

bc haha get it… holding him back. double entendres

[a-most-beloved-fool]

Kinda want to write a Spock POV post-fal-tor-pan fic where Spock sees Jim and is instantly whammed with the fact that he's in love with him, but still has no idea why or what that means, so he just goes around with a knot of love tangled in his mind, utterly baffled as to why it's there or how to figure it out. He can't ask the kolinahr adepts, because it feels un-vulcan, so instead he's just. confusedly pining the entire time.

Jim smiles sappily at him and Spock's like "My Heart Is Beating Faster. Why Is My Heart Beating Faster. There Is No Cause For My Heart To Be Beating Faster. Do I Have Tachycardia."

Spock, to McCoy: Doctor, is there history of heart disease in my family?

Bones, suspicious: Yes? Why? (already surreptitiously scanning Spock w/ a tricorder)

Spock: I have noticed concerning irregularities in my heart beat. They occur primarily around Admiral Kirk.

Bones, freezing: Repeat that for me, Spock?

Spock: I have noti-

Bones: No, not that, the next bit! Where they happen!

Spock: Ah. Around Admiral Kirk.

[FIVE MINUTES LATER]

Spock, annoyed: Doctor, cease laughing. I fail to understand what part of my medical condition you find so amusing.

Bones, still wheezing with laughter: Don't - don't you worry your little head about it, Spock. You're not sick, that's the important thing. (interrupts himself by laughing again) You'll (wheeze) figure it out eventually.

(Spock, disgruntled, gives up on him and leaves.)

(McCoy keeps laughing for another ten minutes.)

[iilmunchkiin]

"Rough Hands"

[puppyeared]

tw flashing images, implied death

please for the love of god reblog this, it took me 3 days

[13-nothing]

Rapid fire Inky Mystery Theories:

Bendy Shadows = Dead ink illness people (In other words the Lost Ones duuh)

(Tho last chpt descriptions made me think of Canon Bendy more than Lost Ones cause of the teeth and spines on the back, but ehhh, whatever, my statement stands)

Steven = Baby

(Don't kill me but I totally forgot about him til the last 2 chpts cause I don't reread that arc as much and he was a flash in a pan in the over arcing story. Tho I have to admit I got a little choked up realizing he died when I read it the 1st time)

Grandmama = The Eye Looking Through the Crystal Ball

(It's in my theory boards from last time buuuut there was a LOT on there and I didn't want it to get lost)

Bendy Shadows don't want to be humanoid in shape cause they aren't exactly who they were anymore. They're just the inky puddles now.

(Tho it does make me wonder what would happen if he tried to make them look specifically like who they used to be)

The Thing Demons Portal thru = Ink Realm

(Idk what to comment on here it just is)

Bendy's whole purpose is to fix the machine and BOTH of his fav activities will forever be tainted (hehe) by the fact he was created to specifically be good at them and not because he just chose them as HIS things to do.

(It's extremely sad when u think about it)

As of Chpt 268 Angelo was brought to the be with the shadows

(Wow, it's been like 80 something since that happened)

Sooo yeah that's all I got right now. Figured I'd try to get some of my theories out while before we get too far into the upcoming arc. Anyway, uh, thanks for reading and I say farewell to thee my fellow existences!

[trash-gremlin]

could you imagine how good spirit animals would be if it wasn't written as a children's series

[treasureplcnet]

also quite obsessed with karl being as detached from the story as he is. there's nothing that makes him have to be the detective that has to be involved, but he unknowingly dooms himself by agreeing to work with the KYAL cult. every other detective basically deals with elias head on except weissman, who only meets him right before he kills him. like he's right when he says "by my choices" because everything that leads him to being mixed up with the mannix cult is himself. it's the gambling debts and the choice to do the dirty work for an organisation he knows nothing about. he's the only one that doesn't encounter that body doing police work and it's specifically because he's told to cover it up. he gets himself into the mess and eventually fixes it but the fact that esther always dies in the doomed timelines and he's always too late even if he starts wanting to change things ("till this child. esther.") it just makes me very ill

[peanutbutterandbananasandwichs]

Remember when they burnt off Sam's anti possession tattoo in 9.10 Road Trip and didn't bother to confirm on screen that he had it back until 13.19 Funeralia.

[chayannesegg]

im so glad empanada, even after a tough day, got to have that talk and hug with richas and then bagi where em got some lovely advice about dealing with grief from richas & talked about what went wrong during the day

but i can't help but contrast this with sunny. sunny who empanada still hasn't seen. sunny whose been alone for days. sunny whose talked with almost no one. sunny who doesn't know bad is dead. sunny whose pretending tubbo isn't dead. sunny who got no goodbye. sunny who got no long talks about grief. sunny who got no explanations. sunny who no one visited today. sunny whose birthday is tomorrow. sunny who no one will wake up for first tomorrow

[iloveacronix]

I finished this but...somehow the sketch looks better than the finished one. Have this Krux with an Oppenheimer outfit based on a convo I had a w a friend of mine

w/o guidelines version!

@get-acronixed-meme

[sketchy-scribs-n-doods]

i'm a little sad at how sparse steddyhands and stizzy art and writing is on here now after the finale (thankfully, i am still digging through the couple thousand fics up on ao3 so i'm not totally bereft)

because during the airing of the season there was new stuff in the tags every day, sometimes even every few hours, but i think the finale really punched all of us in the face

there's lots of good stuff from before s2 to go digging through of course, and ao3 and twitter still have some new art and fic and memes if you go looking for it, but the difference from before and now seems a bit stark

don't misunderstand me, this isn't me being defeatist, just being a bit melancholy (and mad at the s2 finale tbh lol) about it. shout out to the regulars i see in the tags still making stuff and posting jokes, ya'll are doing the most and i wish you all the passion and motivation and time to create in the world <3

[tiffanybluesclues]

Every week someone makes a post about how annoying it is that Dick Grayson fans don't acknowledge his flaws, and every week someone replies with an explanation that the flaws OP listed are entirely fanon and inconsistent with canon as it actually happened and at this point I have to assume that none of those explanations are ever going to stick because clearly some people just want the fanon to be true.

Anyway, I'm just putting this here for me to edit and add relevant-to-the-topic links later so I'll have them nicely at hand to read and sooth my frustrations when it gets real bad out there. (Echo chambers are good when we use them to drown out character mischaracterizing fanon.)

[sunforgrace]

he sat there on the ground and cried. for cas. cas told him he loved him was taken away and he buried his head in his hands and wept

[i-like-anything-water]

"Can I tell you a secret?"

Marinette could only grunt as she swung her yoyo across the Parisian night. Chloe Bourgeois was on her back, half drunk and mumbling nonsense. Well, it was nonsense to Marinette, Ladybug currently, and while she doesn't like the blonde it didn't mean she wouldn't save her from possible attacks walking home alone.

Maybe it explained the less than tight hold she had on the blonde. She made sure she was safe, of course. Still, she was eager to get her home quickly.

They didn't have much time.

Chloe chuckled, a different one than her usual cruel laughter Marinette was used to. "I do care. I care about my family, even when my mother wasn't present for most my life. I care about Daddy, who just gives me whatever I want except the attention I actually needed. I care about Adrien and regret ending our friendship of almost ten years.

I care about Sabrina and wished I could have listened more when she talked about something instead of listening to me. I did care - I still do. And I wish I didn't...b-because maybe things would have turned differently. Maybe if I didn't love people, I wouldn't hurt them so damn much."

Marinette gasped quietly as mumblings turned to sobs. She wasn't...she wasn't expecting this. Prepared for this. This was...was this? No, there wasn't any shape shifting akuma so this was the real Chloe Bourgeois and-

"And some time ago," the blonde interrupted her increasingly panicking thoughts, "I cared about Marinette. She cares about everyone, and maybe somehow, even if it was small, she cared for me too."

A familiar balcony was spotted as she gripped her yoyo tighter. She was speechless and...it wasn't okay. She needed to say something. She was Ladybug! She should be saying something.

"It's okay," as if reading her mind, she felt arms tighten around her, "You don't have to care for me. I wouldn't wanna hurt you too, Ladybug."

No, Ladybug protested in her head, you don't get to tell people who to care for or not!

Marinette could only grunt as she swung her yoyo across the Parisian night. Chloe Bourgeois was on her back, half drunk and mumbling nonsense. Well, it wasn't nonsense to Marinette, Ladybug currently, and while she doesn't trust the former hero yet, it didn't mean she can't.

She tightened her hold on the blonde, willing the night wouldn't pass by too quickly. It'll take a lot, it'll take tears and pointed fingers and communication...

It's okay. They had plenty of time.

[flemlem]

I wonder how character laughing at q!tubbo wanting create back, the only thing he sees as making himself useful, will affect his character in the future.

I wonder how his view of the people went along with it will change. I womder how fast he will start giving them stuff and doing things for them to go 'look, look at what I can do for you now. I promise, it Was worth it. You weren't stupid for helping me'

I wonder.

[andyling]

god you guys are such dramatic motherfuckers (i mean i am too but that’s besides the point)