#wtf would I even say?

[phantom-does-a-thing]

It’s almost worse knowing they hurt me unintentionally because I don’t have any right to hate them. It was an accident, they didn’t know, but still I have breakdowns at the mention of them and they don’t even know.

[triglycercule]

imagining this very funny totally amusing bit where dust (despite having a lot of pockets) makes horror carry a lighter for him (only because he can't be bothered to remember to bring one on him all the time) and horror keeps it in his head

but horror's a dick so everytime dust wants to smoke and he needs a light horror's always like "whats the password :3" (he actually said the emoticon i was the quotation marks) and dust has to guess. because horror changes it every time. and its never something predictable. and then he either just totally gives up on that cig or he has to forcefully dig into horror's head to get the lighter because horror's being a PRICK

now dust is shoulder deep into horror's eyesocket while horror is clawing and screaming and killer's just standing there behind them watching this unfold with that fuckass smile on his face (he can't get this type of entertainment anywhere else)

[ecoterrorist-katara]

I’m so tired of wlw background ships in mlm fandoms.

mlm shippers almost never develop wlw ships to the degree that the audience feels invested in them. The conflict and character development and love story rely on tropes rather than actual narratives, yet fandoms act like they’re doing wlws a favour by shoehorning in this shitty “representation” when it’s just golden retriever x black cat over and over and over again in different fonts.

To be clear I don’t blame anyone for not having big wlw ships, because most major media out there do not have two fully fledged female characters you can ship together. If you want to write mlm ships, good for you! If you want a lazy wlw ship in the background, that’s fine! But don’t act as if the fandom actually cares about them, or that anyone did the legwork to make them characters that you can care about. Most of these female characters are never properly developed in the canon source material, and they’re almost never properly developed in the fanon material either. You can always tell by how these women are like, one archetype + gay (sporty gay, feisty gay, slutty gay etc, like some kind of gay Spice Girls). Yet fandoms just love to act like these background wlws mean so much & have the best love stories & everyone just should ship them. It’s all so performative.

wlws are not an aesthetic. wlws are not 2D happy couples to round out your queer utopia, a queer utopia that somehow still manages to foreground men. Women are always treated as 2D characters in narratives, except now there’s a subgenre where these 2D women are gay. Groundbreaking.

[dellovestorant]

What. a. fucking. idiotic. question.

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 784: The first day's mountain

Pag 1

3: We're passing through the riverside road

4: I see it

6: Kaka

7: Ah!!

8: Teh!

9: It's the first day's

Pag 2

1: “mountain”!!

Pag 3

2: As we “promised”!!

Pag 4

3: It's the “first day's mountain stage”!!

4: A year ago

6: Manami-kun said it after the finish line, on the third and last day of the Inter High, when both of us were all worn out and barely still on our bikes

Pag 5

1: But having our race at the end on the final stage is too much pressure

2: Next year, if we both have the chance to run in the Inter High....

3: …. yeah

4: Let's race for the mountain stage on the first day

Yeah

5: Like Toudou-san and Makishima-san last year

Onoda!!

Manami-san!!

Pag 6

1: Manami!!

Manami-san!!

2: Onoda!!

3: He collapsed!!

Manami!! Take off his helmet

It's okay, I caught him

Onodaa!!

Onoda-san

Do we have a towel?

Danchiku, water!!

4: Next year... the mountain stage on the first day.... yeah

5: Got it....!!

Pag 7

3: When you run along a river....

4: the water only flows if there's a difference in elevation, either uphill or downhill!!

5: Here it's definitely uphill!!

Even if it looks like a flat at first glance, it's gradually climbing!!

Pag 8

1: Toward that mountain!!

Reading the map, it says that it's 5km until the base of the mountain!!

2: 5km!!

3: Don't lose sight of it like last year!!

Yes!! Sorry!!

4: Hold on tight!!

5: 'Cause I'll carry you all the way to the foot of the mountain!!

Pag 9

1: Thank you!!

2: “Positioning”....!!

3: When going from a flat to a climb you need to “position” yourself

Each team accelerates from the flats in order to bring their climbers to a good position

4: It's the so called “mountain's launching pad”!!

5: There will be a difference of several hundred meters in the first stage between a climber who was launched near the front of the group and a climber who was made to run up from the back of the group

Pag 10

1: Bring Onoda to the best possible position, Naruko!!

Oh-

Sohoku is moving up!!

Pag 11

1: -ruaaaagh

Ugh!! Sohoku's Naruko is so fast!!

2: I get what you're tryin to say, Hotshot!!

I'll take him!! Definitely!!

3: That's why I left the first result to Kabu!!

4: On that winter day, with an apologetic face

5: Ah....

6: Ah- uhm, I have something to tell you, but

Onoda-kun, who told us like it was difficult to say....

Pag 12

1: Ah the stove? You can just turn it off, we're the last ones

Yeah, please. Woah, look outside, it's snowing

Seriously? It must be cold

2: That's not it!!

3: Th-th- this morning... I got a text

4: What was that, an acceptance letter?

The proficiency exam?

5: It's a reply to the text I sent....

6: Three months ago!!

7: Uhm... really, I was worried that back when we made that promise it was right after the race and we were tired, so I thought maybe he had forgotten

Three months?

It was a long wait

So I sent him a text to ask him if he remembers?

Pag 13

1: And I received it this morning

Must be the proficiency test

Shut up!!

What are you whispering idiot

“Back when”, when was it?

No idea

2:He said only one word, “of course”

4: So, uhm... this time

5: Is it okay if I run for the first day's mountain stage during this summer's Inter High?

7: Is that so? Kakaka

Onoda-kun's eyes, like he couldn't contain his excitement...

Pag 14

1: I haven't forgotten it!!

2: I can't forget it!!

3: Onoda!!

Onoda-kun!!

Pag 15

1: 2km left until the foot of the mountain!!

2: Do your beeest....!!

Aren't they climbing at an amazing speed!? Each team is getting in line!!

Yeah, you're right!!

3: Every team is trying to “position” themselves for their climbers!!

“Position”!?

4: Also, look closely

Right now, the cyclist in the second position in the ranks

Pag 16

1: is the one who will race in the mountain stage!!

Pag 18

1: Oi, are you kidding me? Hakogaku is sending Manami?

From the first day!?

Manami is in second place

2: He's the “final boss”....!!

3: My dream of getting the red bib has been destroyed even before reaching the foot of the mountain....!!

4: Oi, look over there, that's not all!!

For Sohoku....

5: Naruko is pulling the “King of the mountain”!!

Wa- we're done for!! Completely!! My mountain prize!!

Pag 19

3: Manami-kun!!

4: Sakamichi-kun!!

Pag 20

1: It's time for our promise!!

We're almost at the foot of the mountain!!

[flowery-king]

I have been Inscribed

[athena-xox]

If you have think that people not following their destiny is unfair to those who want to follow their destinies because their choice is taken away I don’t know if you can be saved cause WHAT THE FUCK

[here-comes-the-moose]

How hard do I think the Bad Batch ride for their mama Echo?

You ever hear of the romper stomper?

[lem0nicle]

hi!! for the drawing requests: thomas and humphrey together?

im so sorry it took me so longggg

i just think that when thomas is not using humphrey as a football i think he just kinda talks to him yk… about literature, his works… or how byron was shit

also this is my first drawing of thomas and i didnt want to take chances with colours, sorry (but still - should i colour this??)

[silusvesuius]

drawings of @gutztism's idea 😼 get horsed

[blackbatofel]

What are Clark & Bruce's love languages for each other?

I think Bruce's would be acts of service and gifts. He's a fixer, and he'll jump at any opportunity to help others, specially those he loves. Thing is, he's also a bit controlling (understatement of the century), so he'll most likely do these acts of service without asking first (same with the gifts), and I can imagine that, at least in the beginning, it'll bother Clark. But he'll eventually get that that's how Bruce shows he loves him, and he'll make a point to ask him to not intervene whenever he deems necessary.

I can also imagine a situation where Clark tells him he doesn't like expensive gifts, so Bruce's solution is to make his gifts more personalized and meaningful. Bruce would give Clark the most earth-shattering sweet gift, like something he made with his own hands and worked on for months, and he would just shrug and say "it's nothing, I just thought you would like it" while Clark is on the verge of tears.

Clark's love languages would be words of affirmation and quality time. It's canon that he doesn't shy away from telling it to Bruce how it is (more often than not, that means calling him on his bullshit), and I don't think it would be any different when it comes to telling him directly how much he cares for him and showing his affection with words. Of course, Bruce would short-circuit for a second, but he'll get used to it. I also like to think that Clark would try to make time to be with Bruce as often as he could. He would visit him at the cave and accompany him while he works, or drop by during patrol just to say hi.

[satoruxx]

y’all i finally unlocked caleb’s whole myth… nobody hmu i literally almost cried my eyes out wtf

[bell-swamp-fitzjames]

I want to give nearly every character a playlist from the terror, starting with ones i know we aren't seeing in the davechella roster (what i wouldn't give to see the davechella manson drop). I spent a lot of time on this one, I cannot promise songs won't be added but I'm aiming for all terror playlists to be between 21-23 songs, & i really dig it.

[rainbowsandwhumperflies]

The Winged Servant - 15

content warnings: comfort if you squint, though whumpee wouldn't know, non-human whumpee, mentions of discrimination of non-human whumpee, royalty whump, conditioning mentions

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I ate the second crepe in silence. Kieran scrolled on his phone.

As was his right. As was anyone’s right. I would not let myself forget that just because it had been hours since I’d been in the presence of royalty. Just because at this time of day, I was already supposed to have taken the queen’s breakfast to her and cleaned her room and cleaned the princes’ room and gotten started on the bathrooms. Just because I hadn’t done any of that.

It was fine. I was fine. Taking precedence over those responsibilities was the responsibility of doing what I was told. That was what my last royal command had been. Do what they tell you. And that’s what I was doing as I followed Kieran back up staircases to a big room. His, maybe, if he’d made himself the king, because it was so big. Bigger than the queen’s, with a four poster bed and blue and white wallpaper.

“I don’t know if there’s any soap or anything in the bathroom,” Kieran said. “I would’ve had a room actually prepared if I’d known you were coming, sorry. Should work for now though, if it’s okay with you.”

“Of course, sir. I don’t need any specific soap. I can use whatever cleaning supplies are available. Are there… more specific instructions as to what I’m cleaning?”

“What?” he asked, blinking at me. “I- no. No. I’m not asking you to clean. This is where you’re staying until we figure out how to go about more permanent arrangements.”

“Where… I’m staying, sir?” I repeated faintly. Had there been no open servants’ quarters? This was overkill, even from someone who’d had breakfast made for me. Especially from someone who’d had breakfast made for me. How many favors was he planning on doing for me? I was a servant, for fuck’s sake. I didn’t deserve all of this, and I couldn’t dream of paying it back. I couldn’t pay back any of the favors he was giving me. Didn’t he know that?

Kieran’s eyebrows pulled together. “Is it okay? I can find a different room if there’s something wrong.”

“No, sir. Nothing’s wrong. My apologies; I did not mean to question you or misinterpret your orders.”

He stared at my face, trying to figure something out, but gave up after a few moments. “Okay. Well. If the room is okay, I figured maybe you could try to get some rest? I know you probably didn’t have a lot of opportunities for that last night. If you’re tired, you can sleep. I’ll tell someone to bring you clean clothes, and soap and stuff if you want to shower.”

“You want me to… sleep, sir?”

“Do you not want to? You don’t have to.”

I wrung my hands together, nonplussed. “I just don’t… I don’t have my collar, sir.”

“Your… collar?”

“My shock collar. Sir. His Highness Prince Ryan took it off last night after my punishment, to make sure that my neck wasn’t hurt, and he didn’t ever put it back on. As is his right, of course.”

“Of course,” he repeated dryly. “What about your collar is relevant right now, bud?”

“I don’t sleep without it, sir.”

“Jesus. Okay. Why don’t you sleep without a shock collar?”

“That’s what wakes me up in the mornings, sir. It keeps me on task. There are very few things that I am permitted to do without it.”

“They- they shock you awake? Every morning?”

“Not every morning, sir. Shock collars are meant for dogs, actually, and they don’t always shock dogs. Oftentimes it just vibrates very quickly. It- it can simulate a small shock.”

He took a slow, deep breath. “So they simulated shocking you awake every morning?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Okay.” He sat down on the bed, patting it next to him. I sat down obediently, and he winced. “Sit… sit on the bed with me, bud. Not the floor.”

I stared up at him from my knees. “I can't be on that bed, sir. My wings will rip the pillows.”

“Will they really?”

I frowned. I didn't know they would rip the pillows. I knew they could. I knew that I wasn’t supposed to be on most furniture for that reason, especially when I was unconscious. I could control my wings just fine when I was awake, but not if I did what he asked of me and slept.

He tilted his head when I hesitated. “Do you mind if I touch them?”

“Of course, sir.”

He was gentle as he ran his fingers across the bone that protruded from the top of my wing, like he was petting a cat. I hadn’t ever seen that part of a wing on a real bat before, but I was pretty sure it wasn’t really supposed to be a weapon. “It’s honestly not that sharp,” Kieran said. “I’m not particularly worried. Do you not, uh, sleep on a bed if you’re so worried about this?”

“I’m supposed to wear caps on them, sir. They’re made out of silicone, to make sure I don’t cause problems while I sleep.”

“Yeah, I don’t care if you cause problems. At the moment, my main concern is your lack of sleep, not the bed, which is easily mendable or replaceable. Come on, on the bed.”

Even as he ordered me around, orders that I certainly wouldn’t normally get, his voice was so soft. Even after I’d misinterpreted a million things. Even after I’d disobeyed his order the first time he’d said it.

He looked down at me, his expression patient despite my hesitation.

“C’mon, bud.” He leaned down to grab one of my hands, tugging it gently. “I don’t bite. Up on the bed.”

I followed the direction. Physical direction was impossible to resist. Even if the back of my mind was screaming at me that I was a traitor, he was pulling on my hand, and so I followed. All I was ever trained to do was listen to what I was told.

“I know that this is strange for you,” he said as I sat down next to him. The bed was the softest thing I thought I’d ever felt. “I- I have met Ryan a few times before, and he was cruel to me too. It took me weeks to feel like myself again, and I’m sure that it was nothing compared to what you’ve gone through. I know this is weird, and it’s probably going to be weird for a while. But things usually feel more manageable after getting sleep.”

Addressing the prince by his first name was treason. Picking apart the prince’s worst qualities wasn’t any better. But I was supposed to behave. “I… am not supposed to sleep without my collar, sir, let alone in the middle of the day when there is work to be done.”

“But I don’t want you to do work, bud. I want you to rest.”

I smiled weakly. “All due respect, sir, but you are not the person that I am even supposed to do work for.”

“God, don’t I know it,” he sighed, but he looked at me and smiled too. Teasing, maybe. “Humor me. Please. Lay down for a bit.”

He stood up and turned off the lights. My eyes followed him around the room. He came back to the bed after, nudged my shoulder, encouraged me to lay down. Gentle, still, even after I’d ignored another order.

“Just do your best to get some rest, okay?” he said softly, pulling my blankets up to my chin. “In about an hour I’m going to send a servant up here with some food, clean clothes, all that jazz. They won’t wake you up if you’re sleeping, just drop stuff off and leave. And I’ll come get you for dinner, okay? You’re going to be fine, Onyx. Just rest for now.”

It was odd to hear him talk about ordering servants around and assigning them tasks when he had done so little of that to me. Did he think me incompetent? Had I done something badly enough for him to think that? Had I answered something wrong when Blue had asked me questions? Or, more likely, had he already gotten fed up with me having ignored his orders for the past ten minutes? I knew how to be good, I did know, I just- wasn’t being good, for some reason.

But when Kieran ran his hands through my hair, my eyes began to close anyway. Maybe I was incompetent. Maybe I was useless and had no purpose. But I was tired. I was not supposed to want things, but resting sounded so good.

Kieran left when my eyes closed and breathing evened out. I was not yet asleep. And despite the fact that he was a traitor, the cool spot on my head where his hand had been left me feeling emptier than I’d ever remembered feeling before.

~

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[bayetea]

seeing non-black people critique rick's portrayal of black characters is interesting sometimes. only like 30% of the critiques I see make any sense to me to be honest

[volitioncheck]

i think i wouldn’t hate disco elysium’s collage mode nearly as much if it weren’t for 1) the way that it was marketed in such a tasteless, soulless manner, let alone the fact that it was a last ditch distraction from a dead on its feet studio piloted by dumbass thieving execs and released on the day of the court declaration, and 2) those dumbass fucking stickers

like if it had been included with the base game from the start and had been titled something a bit more tasteful and in-line with how i would have liked the feature to be marketed as— something like “exploration mode”, something that perhaps could only be unlocked after completing the game for the first time, AND didn’t have those stupid as hell visually and tonally incongruent with the artstyle stickers, i would have applauded it as a nice little bonus for being able to study and appreciate the 3d models and environments for reference.