#yes I know I'm going to hell

[thistaletasty]

Soooooooo ...

All I'm hearing ...

is that we were

✨Robbed✨

[noonmutter]

Cycle

(Tw: death, grief, generally being really fucking sad. Because of course I did)

It had been a very long day.

Days like these usually were. It hadn't even had the decency to be the appropriate weather; no dreary greys in the sky, no puddles from a slow, chilly rain, not even a peep of distant thunder. The sun was bright, the sky was brilliant blue and clear save for a few fluffy, insulting clouds, the air was calm, and

He wasn't there.

Leon would've loved to prod him about the sour expression on his face; he'd gone to such lengths to look the part and the weather had so thoroughly refused to cooperate. So much black under bright skies clashed horribly with his complexion, he looked like a damn ghost under warm sunlight, to say nothing of the awful effect that light had when it hit the inevitable twin trails of mascara.

There had been plenty of funerals behind him--a musing he would only ever make in private--and there would likely be plenty more. He always wondered if he would stop attending one day. Mourning was a messy process and he'd much rather have it out in the comfort of his own home, cuddling his puppy and making a terrible mess of her fur, and not wasting perfectly good makeup on an ugly cry. Funerals were miserable, dreary affairs, even if there was occasionally a big raucous wake at the end. That part was nice, but there was always the bit afterward, when everyone went to sleep or went home, and it became even more obvious who hadn't gone with him, and it put an awful pall over the remainder of the evening, like morning breath after a night of tavern crawling.

Elegant, dark cloth hit the floor in a rumpled pile, and he thought fondly of what someone might say when the shoes gently thunked on the rack in the oven, but

He wasn't there.

And for a few hours, that was all. It was quiet in the apartment, aside from the puppy's claws clicking on the floor as she trundled along after him, and refused to leave him alone. It was a terribly familiar habit, and that really made it all so much worse. He reflected, during one of his quieter moments, that he should've seen that coming. But then, he'd spent so long avoiding making those little mental connections, lest they become vocal ones, and if they'd escaped from his traitorous little mouth, Leon's face would've done that terrible thing where it became a mask, and he would've kicked himself the rest of the day, and

He wasn't there.

Eventually, the mail came. Probably the afternoon delivery, but it might've been the morning. He'd drawn the curtains and hadn't bothered to open them yet. Tossing the pile onto a countertop, he almost missed the plain brown envelope they landed on.

It'd been pressed into his hands after the procession. He'd almost forgotten about it entirely. The little crow's-head wax seal over the flap tempted him to try and forget about it again, but he knew that wouldn't have been fair. So, steeling himself, he broke the seal, and tipped the contents onto the countertop.

A little piece of something clattered onto it, but knowing where--and whom--the parcel had come from, he went for the letter first.

"Diva,

"I'm sorry. I know there's nothing to be done about it, but nonetheless, I'm sorry that I couldn't stay. I hope that I managed to be one of your favorite chapters. Failing that, at least one of the most interesting, the way I'd once said I aimed to. And if I did... I'm sorry for that, too. But if you were honest about anything, I hope the bit about loving to return to those chapters was one of them. Nothing would please me more than to know that I can still be responsible for it when you smile, even if you're cursing at me through your teeth when you do. Perhaps, sometimes even especially when you're cursing at me. We both know I'm a little shit, but you liked that, too.

"Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for letting me love you. Thank you for taking care of what I can't anymore. Thank you for forgiving me my humanity. Thank you for letting me know you.

"I look forward to seeing you again, however long that takes.

"Yours,

"Leon Elroy Ambroce"

The little piece of something took a bit of unwrapping, made more difficult when he had to keep pausing to wipe his face. Eventually, he revealed his prize: a carved stone crow, nestling comfortably in his palm. Its cool feathers were ablaze in bands of shimmering green and flecks of blue. And...of course Leon had; there was another, much shorter note attached to even that.

"I always liked your window the most"

The next morning, the little crow caught the sunlight beautifully from its perch on the windowsill.

( @celedyn for mentions and ease of yelling at me)

[no-one-picked-maris]

in the apocalypse, do all your cooking at night. otherwise some dumb kid'll see the smoke rising from your chimney and then you'll be running for your life.

[tianaahhhh]

im just a girl🎀

[itsnotacostume]

we as a fandom do not talk about this scene enough. what the fuck is this. why did he feel the need to install this? so he could stare at his boybestfriend all day without having to get up?

[mugiwara-lucy]

ASL Brothers more like Donut Brothers 😂

[catebees]

I've been wanting to draw something in the Inquisition tarot style since I booted up the game for the first time

first card-second card-third card-fourth card

[i-like-to-look-at-your-back]

The most comfy chair in Hogwarts

Based on

[spacebubblehomebase]

Not art this time but...

Headcanon: Lucifer visits Earth every decade or so as a part of his job as the ruler of Hell. He does it to learn about new sins as "subtly" as he could.

Lucifer: What is ray-sings-sims? Raising-sims? Raisins? Rain-Race-sin? R-Racisms? YES! That! Is it the one where people hate on the opposite sex for absolutely no reason even though humans were all made of the same cosmic dust?

Black woman: (Looking amused at the most stereotypical rich white guy she's ever met asking about sexism and racism.)

Lucifer: Yeah. This cocaine thing is doing absolutely nothing for me. I don't really get it, but this is a sin too. So marking that off the list! Thanks for letting me have a go at this, uh, Mr. Dealer? That's your last name, right? Oh man. I'm really bad at remembering names, but have this as a token of my appreciation. (Gives him a thousand dollars which is basically worth even more at the time.)

Drug dealer: (Gobsmacked the guy was still able to keep walking after practically inhaling every drug in existence back then in one go.)

Lucifer: So this, um, cult thing? How did it get assigned to our department again? It sounds just like what Heaven does to me. Huh. Ah well. I guess I'll just roll with it like everyone else here. (Shrugs.) Yay, cult! Sooo do I get to keep the robe? It's kinda comfy- Aw wait there's murder? One died a-and another... Oh... OH... Ooooh boy. Oof. Yikes... So this means I can DEFINITELY keep the robe, right?

Lucifer: Ah yes. Burning the witch. Time to list down all the sorry souls who threw their life into the flame by believing in the occult arts. (Lists down everyone in the crowd who burned said "witch.") And as for Ms. Agnes The Witch here... Hmm. Well, that's for Heaven to worry about! Toodles~! Or, uh, Tickety-Boo!

(Needless to say, dear Luci has been an accidental charmer back on Earth. ^v^ Specially to sinners and people who were just unjustly treated during those times. He just had to see what every sin was for himself and try them out from time to time, but he didn't know he's been perceived as acting with the manners and traditions he gathered from the LAST decade he was on Earth so to everyone who's long gone pass those times, he comes off as a polite old-school rich white man. Naive yet surprisingly non-judgemental.)

-Bubbly💙

[siffrin-gimmick-blog-number-37]

imagine if sif was having a period during the loops and didnt notice until after act 6

daily 16.5: me and my stupid blinding looney tunes gender be like

[necrotic-nephilim]

there is not enough femslash in batcest circles. the girls deserve to be just as weird about each other as the boys are. if BruDick gets to be weird father/son/brothers/lovers/friends/rivals/soulmates then it is only fair that Babs/Cass get to be mother/daughter/sisters/lovers too. Something about that deep intrinsic but undefinable love that is born out of trauma, especially if you consider Cass not knowing what healthy love looks like in the first place. i think it's fun and deserves just as much fandom content.

besides that, you can get even more niche with rarepairs like Helena/Steph. Huntress/Spoiler: Blunt Trauma is already a fantastic comic and even though it's their only real canon interaction it has so much potential. very comparable to TimJay in how Helena tries to get Steph to understand her morals and the corruption you could play with it.

batman: huntress/spoiler: blunt trauma (1998)

that comic also highlights on how both Steph and Helena are outcasts of the Batfamily and don't have the approval of Bruce to be doing what they do in "his city". I think there's so much Potential in Helena taking Steph under her wing because Bruce won't let her in and it becomes a weird codependent toxic sapphic mess. I think the protectiveness Helena feels over Steph from the get-go is so clear and the way she wants to look out for Steph, wants to make sure Steph understands the real world? I love them. Helena should be allowed to steal Steph, actually. I think it'd be fun.

there are a lot of other possibilities too like Babs/Steph or even getting weird with Helena Bertinelli/Helena Wayne and the existential question of "is it selfcest or not." But these two specifically live in my head rent-free, especially Helena/Steph and one day I'll convince everyone else to ship it too.

[natasha-in-space]

So I'm replaying Ray's After ending rn, and it got me thinking that what I adore so much about Rika as an antagonist is just how damn scary she can be. I always found those who cause harm with good intentions (at least in their point of view) much scarier than those who hurt you with pure intention on hurting you. I think the best example of it is this CG in particular:

Look at that. Such a loving, gentle expression on her face. Probably kissing his forehead. Because she loves him. Heck, without any context, this CG looks even sweet, if you think about it. And yet, all that is while Saeyoung is forcefully sedated on a powerful concoction of drugs even a trained agent like him can't do anything about (and Saeyoung WAS definitely trained to deal with this sort of thing, hence it's mentioned that this is a 'special' kind of drugs). He looks miserable. Bags under his eyes, his expression pained and troubled, even his hair is paler than usual. All that as a direct result of her actions. But she's utterly blind to it. What's scarier, is that she knowingly shuts off her understanding of what's really happening. She's not oblivious to it at all. She just chooses not to see it that way. Simply because she doesn't want to.

Rika is the type of antagonist that will cup your cheek into her warm hand with the most loving of smiles on her face, all while you are getting elixir poured down your throat. Even whispering to you that you're doing great, that the pain will soon pass, and that she can't wait to see you reach the happiness she knows you deserve. I won't be surprised if she even cried genuine tears of compassion during some ceremonies for her believers. All while being the sole reason behind their suffering.

And that's... God, that's terrifying to me. I love that about her.

Rika Kim, they could never make me hate you

[d1sc01nf3rn0]

I'm seeing a lot of people with neurodivergency, specially under the autism spectrum say that "Laios is annoying, never shuts up, is insensitive, and I can't stand him"; and the irony is not lost on me lmao.

[ezziemagpie]

Fanfic authors, please, I implore you, from one writer to another, DO NOT DELETE YOUR WORKS. Change the account ownership, make a different pseud to put it under, anonymise or orphan them, it doesn't matter, just please, please, PLEASE, do not delete them. Please. Even if you think they're badly written, or out of character, or a decade old, or 'cringe', or whatever, there will be some poor schmuck out there who loves what you've written and will cry over its deletion because they forgot to download it. - Sincerely, some poor schmuck who loves what someone wrote and has spent the last ten hours trying to track it down because he forgot to download it.

[tianaahhhh]

[bambi-slxt]

when i made this account i decided i wasn't going to allow negativity on my page in any form, regardless of what shape it took.

i've now decided to amend that for one reason and one reason only.

making fun of my moots, or even just other sturniolo writers on tumblr, is pretty shitty behavior, ngl.

context:

imagine having nothing better to talk about, so you feel the need to go to a brand new app (as if tiktok, instagram, youtube, snapchat, and reddit aren't enough), look up triplet content, and grasp your pearls in horror because we have the audacity to write about chris selling drugs (oh the humanity, someone kill me now).

or, rather, let me use your words: "like, the reader was dating one of them [the triplets] and they all had covid, so she came over and made them all soup-"

leave us alone 🥰

"ok but like what happened to just like normal boyfriend, like why are they all drug dealers-" omg girlie lemme show u how much sweet fluff fanfiction we have on here! oh, what's that? ur not interested? ohhhh is that bc it won't make good content for your knockoff podcast? weird.

"it's always such a 180 from their real personality, like what do you mean, you watch them all the time and you don't know them?" omg girlie! it's almost like it's called fanfiction for a reason!

"lemme write this shit!" go ahead, you'll probably like it, just like the rest of us! writing about the triplets is really fun, and having your moots reblog and comment and like your shit is so super cool. this is a more supposrtive community within the fandom than any i've found on any of the other platforms, and we got that way because we don't judge each other!

i need to go lay down jesus christ