#yes i am very normal about these two

[caluupin]

nap

[snarkspawn]

after hours

[inkblackorchid]

queen of faithshipping content, i need your 2cents, do you think that babies kissed off-screen in the finale? 🥹

Ok first of all "queen of faithshipping content" is a title I don't think I deserve (yet) but I'll happily take it ^^"

That said. Do u know what u have just unleashed. Listen. Listen.

Obviously they kissed off-screen. Like, I get it, the writers were cowards about the whole thing because it's a strictly genre-defined shonen show aimed at twelve year-old boys, yadda, yadda, but for the love of all that's holy.

Their faces are reflected in each other's fucking eyes. They must be standing so close together I can't.

AND THEN AKI CLOSES HER GODDAMN EYES. WHAT THE FUCK WOULD SHE BE CLOSING HER EYES FOR IF NOT FOR A KISS. You cannot make this shit up.

^ Extremely intimate way to hold hands.

Like. Look. Look. I'm not mandating that everyone needs to ship these two. People have their Yusei ships, people have their Aki ships, live and let live, I occasionally enjoy content shipping these two with other people too. It's literally fine. BUT. As far as the actual show is concerned for me, they are canon. At least as canon as toolshipping, roseknightshipping, treasonshipping, firebirdshipping or what have you, at any rate. And unless the actual, real-life team who wrote, storyboarded, animated, directed, and voice acted the scene above literally comes out of the woodwork to tell me otherwise, it's always going to be a kiss to me. Case closed.

So, did they kiss? Short answer: Yes.

Long answer:

[hopeswriting]

imagine you're luce, and you're born the heir to a mafia family. you're mafia-born, and so of course also mafia-raised, and then also a donna-to-be. you're raised to be able to take on the role, to be good and capable at it, are taught to make one of your core beliefs about how the many must come before the few, because the family must always come first. you're going to be the donna, of course you must always prioritize the family above all else, it's your foremost and most important duty.

if caring about the few too comes at the price of the many, comes at the price of the family, is it even worth it? if the happiness gained from it comes at the price of a greater suffering for others, is there even any meaning to it, even if it's your happiness we're talking about? you understand, don't you?

you're not sure if you do, but you care about your family, love it, want to do right by it once you become their donna, so you nod, listen and learn.

(you don't have to be taught the pain and loss and guilt and anger and bitterness is a fair price to pay for the pain you decide has to be inflicted and the sacrifices you decide must be made, including by yourself. it's the least you could do, even.)

imagine you're luce, and the gift of foresight runs through your blood.

you would not call it a gift. you did not ask for it either. and you'll never come to see it as something wanted by you.

you can see the future, and it happened exactly as you saw it would, so of course it's exactly the way you wanted it to go. you can see the future, and it happened exactly as you saw it would, so of course you didn't care to try hard enough to change it. you saw the future before the shape of it had yet to be breathed into existence, and who's to say it didn't come into existence only because you saw it happen? you saw the future, and it happened worse than it had to for it.

you can see the future, but you still can't make it anything else than what it was always going to be. you can even make the visions happen at your will, but you still have no say on what you see or how much you see. you still can only be the witness of it before anyone else can.

it does mean double and longer the happiness sometimes, means relief and gratefulness and hope beyond words, and it'd be cruel of you to voice out loud your feelings for others to hear the many more times it means something else.

you can see the future, and it doesn't make it any kinder on you than on anyone else, does not give you any more power or control over it than anyone else, but at least you can see the future. you're given the time to make peace with it, to brace yourself for it, to bargain with it, to plead and beg and fight against it however desperately and hopelessly, even if in the end it still happens exactly as you saw it would.

(you can see the future, and it still doesn't hurt you any less than anyone else when it happens, but you don't expect anymore for anyone to hold you any less responsible for it anyway. it would be nice for someone to do it one day, but you understand.)

you can see the future, and you decide it's a kindness to both yourself and others to keep it for yourself as much as possible whenever you can.

imagine you're luce, and your family has this set of rings they've looked after and protected for as long as your family has existed. they're one set of three of the most important artifacts in the world, ones that help in safeguarding its existence and balance. they're duty, the very first one and the most important one your family was created for.

the pacifier around your mother's neck is duty too, and the most important and powerful artifact among twenty-one in safeguarding the world and its balance. it's been passed down in your family too, from mother to daughter. it's duty, but less tied to your family and much more to the blood running through your veins. it's a curse, in fact, as it demands heavy sacrifices the rings don't, and one that can only be tied to the blood running through your veins.

(your mother looks at you as if expecting some kind of reaction from you, and you can only wonder at which point you weren't supposed to see it as a given. duty and sacrifices have been one and the same for you for a long time now. is it even duty if it doesn't require any sacrifices from you?)

imagine you're luce, and your mother dies for duty. she's the donna, and so she dies for your family. she's the sky arcobaleno, and so she dies for the world. she's your mother, but she dies anyway, doesn't fight it either, even knowing she will leave you behind, even knowing she won't ever get to see what you look like all grown-up.

everywhere you look, duty stares back at you, from your mother and the pacifier around her neck, her love for your family and the life she gives up for it, her love for you and how she dies anyway while you're still only a child. duty, from your family members and how they die for you and kill for you, how they do both at your command, how their lives are in the palms of your hands and how they weigh only as much as you allow them to at a time. duty, from the knowledge your foresight gives you and the shackles tied to the blood running through your veins.

your mother's only duty while she lives too. she loves you, but she'd have had to give birth to you anyway even if she didn't. she loves you, but she still gave birth to you even knowing the kind of life you'd have to live, the kind of hands you'd inevitably end up with, the burdens she'd have to lay on your shoulders, passing them down from her own. because she loves you, she finds the resolve to raise you to be able to face all of it head-on and come out on top, but she'd have had to raise you much the same way anyway even if she didn't.

(she doesn't die for you, doesn't fight to be able to keep living with you, and this, too, is your mother surrendering to duty one last time.)

(you're so sick of it, so angry at it, so hateful and resentful against it. you're so stifled by it to the point you've stopped being able to breathe for a long time now. or you would have been if they had taught you how to face duty in this way too.

it's for the better they didn't. a silver lining, sparing you pain that isn't necessary for you to go through. everyone you turn to only teaches you how to keep holding your breath longer, and you listen and learn, obedient and dutiful as you've ever been.

you're grateful for it too. really, you are.)

everywhere you look, there's no room for you to so much as question any of it, let alone anything more. duty is commendable, something you ought to look up to and strive towards, strive to achieve. duty is the right thing to do. of course it is.

(you exhale a breath of relief that shakes you down to your very core.

thank god, it's at least the right thing to do.

you're grateful for it beyond words. really, you are.)

imagine you're luce, and before it even happens, you know the choice you'll make when climbing that mountain, when standing on top of it, when waiting for a bright light to shine down on you from above. you know the choice you'll make then, even when pregnant with your daughter.

it doesn't matter since how long you knew, be it years, months, days, hours or minutes before. all that matters is that before you can even contemplate the idea of making another choice and all its implications and possible consequences, before the thought can even come alive in your mind, you already know the choice you'll make.

(you can see the future, but just because you already saw it, it doesn't mean it's now set in stone.

you can see the future, but just because you're given the chance to fight to change it, it doesn't mean it still won't happen every bit like you saw it.

it doesn't mean it can't still happen even worse than how you first saw it happen because you fought to change it, no matter how already dreadful it originally was.)

imagine you're luce, and before it even happens, you know they'll be others with you standing on top of that mountain. you're the only one who'll know it before it happens.

(because you can see the future.

and oh, you did not ask for it.)

they're strangers, people you don't owe anything to. adults who choose to show up at the first meeting, and to show up to every following mission after that. the chosen seven, whose ambitions and prides lead them to walk the path of the seven strongest too once laid down in front of them.

you don't force their hands in making any of those choices for them. you're not responsible for any of them.

you become coworkers then, accomplices, your hands stained in blood to various extent, but now dipping in the same pool of blood as you strive towards the same goal together. you have each other's backs, learn each other's strengths and weaknesses, learn each other's personalities, likes and dislikes. you keep having to spend more time together as the missions keep coming your way.

inevitably, you come to care about them. even more damning, they come to care about you in return. enough so they'll look after your daughter even after what'll happen on top of that mountain. enough so they'll look after your granddaughter too, warmly and fondly enough she'll call one of them uncle.

you're still the only one who knows they'll stand together with you on top of that mountain, not knowing what'll happen on it like you do.

and you do care about them, you swear you do. really, you do.

(you care about them the same way your mother cared about you, and how she still raised you to have steel in you and be made of sharp edges you know how to use. you care about them the same way you care about your family, and how you still send them to their deaths as needed so the rest of your family you care about just the same can keep on living longer and safely. this is the only way you've had the chance to learn how to care and love.

duty and sacrifices have been one and the same for you for as long as you can remember. it doesn't matter at which point sacrifices came to mean love to you too.

and most of all, you love your daughter more than anything else in the world.)

imagine you're luce, and this is who you are. this is who you've been raised to be, the only way you've been given room to grow up to be. this is the life you've lived and the kind of life that has shaped you as the person you are now. this is what you've been taught and told is the best version of yourself you could have grown up to be. this is who you ended up being by what you've been taught and told are all the right choices to make.

you're still the only one who knows what is about to happen on top of that mountain. it hasn't happened yet. the fate of the world hangs on what'll happen on top of that mountain, the same world you'll have to give birth to your daughter in. the same daughter you're currently pregnant with.

now imagine you're luce, look me in the eye and tell me you'd know how to even form the thought of the possibility of there being any other choice to make. look me in the eye and tell me you wouldn't look at the only choice in front of you, and know deep in your bones it's the only right choice to make. that it is right of you to make it. because it simply has to be.

(imagine you're luce, and you're not doomed by the narrative. of course, you're not.

why would you need to be when the narrative has painstakingly shaped you all your life to become its perfect, faithful and dutiful sacrificial lamb?

and then, imagine you're luce, and you're even grateful for it, so, so very grateful it held up its end of the bargain too.

truly, you are.)

[crumpet-doodles]

What if I combusted

[florestxiv]

"You are a blade forged by a thousand smiles. The smell of a rose growing from graveyard soils. Kindness written in blood. A light in the dark; darkened light. You are everything."

[llitchilitchi]

setting off for a long journey

[tiistirtipii]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY FIRST KANAPHAN

[hsslilly-blog]

huntclaire divorce au. everything is exactly the same but wait i was going to make a joke here but i’m actually very invested in this

[masterwords]

What's my worst quality? || 2x15 - Revelations

What if we don't want a new Unit Chief? || 3x02 - In Name and Blood

[sysig]

Challenge level: Impossible (Patreon)

[buttercup-barf]

Under the cut are mostly self-insert doodles of decreasing quality. Again, not much directly tied to Team Fortress 2. Might as well toss these out while I have no access to my puter. Much yapping under the cut and in the tags incoming.

Another self-insert, this time less of a "here's me as a tenth class" and more of a "here's my game experiences translated into the class I would take the place of". The Cleaner. Although I guess they could still be wearing either suit. It doesn't matter that much.

That one Convict's Case taunt with Backup would be extremely funny, because the man would be on the verge of a breakdown (he does not want to go to jail so bad you have no idea). The second image- I owe no explanation. You know what I am. You see the pattern with my favourites.

The duality of the man. Resting face versus "just heard you express interest in religion/Russian folklore" face. He's not that hard to make friends with, when you pull him away from all the explosions.

Some doodles of trying to figure his face out. Unfortunately, the more I stare at him, the more I worry that he looks like A Certain Guy With The Last Name "Kazarin", and the fear of never being original in my life caught up to me.

Don't look at me, don't perceive me, I refuse to explain any of my actions to you.

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

what kind of cratures do you think the trigun gang would be?

CREATURES IN GENERAL OR SEA CREATURES. BECAUSE MY FRIEND MONTY N I WERE JUST TALKING ABOUT TRIGUN FURSONAS THE OTHER DAY. but i am the sea creature guy at heart so im gonns give u those i hope that is ok 😌 there are many benefits to being a marine biologist.

Vash: he is... so very shark coded to me. everyone looks at him and sees a dangerous killing machine. frequently covered in scars. do u see the connection here. he is specifically a thresher shark to me because of the whole sharpshooter thing and also the sad sad puppydog eyes 💙

Wolfwood: i am torn between two different types of eels for him. giant morays are more aesthetically pleasing but personally i have to go with a wolf eel both for the name and because ive worked with these guys before and theyre sooooo cool so im biased

Meryl: not technically a sea creature because she is just so bird coded to me. White-Tailed Tropicbird

Milly: is it cheating to have two cephalopods on this list. because i think i really want to say giant pacific octopus for milly. either that or a whale shark 💙 yes those are two completely different animals no i will not be taking criticism at this time

bonus Knives because i love him and i feel the most strongly about this one:

BOBTAIL SQUID.

... and also a bristle worm . for what i hope are obvious reasons

[dustmint]

Random doodles of my Tgs oc bc yes

Below the read more basically a rant with a bunch of info abt him

(Also if you were that one person who saw one of the two times i accidentally published this I am very sorry)

First of all, Basic info about him

It's name is Michael Pepper, he's around 20 years old, he's agender and aroace (Because I can, He also uses He/It and ocasionally They for reasons I will later give) He used to be a lab experiment (I dont know if that's the word) and he would be a crypto biologist

So, before he joined The Society he worked/helped a guy (neutral) called Dr Indigo Lief (another alternate version of an oc! I sure have a lot of these guys) with their experiments after the person who used to work with them died, the person who died and Indigo used to work trying to make potions but with Michael they basically studied different types of creatures and animals, things like that but they also experimented on Michael

A bunch of this experiments left Michael with things like the flowers (They are a part of it and can't be cut off) Its eyes and hands being like that (He has better vision than most and if he touches any plants with his hands then they wilt/die) In the last experiment they did, Indigo basically injected Michael with a "parasite" (They didn't tell Michael what it was just said 'Its better if you don't know')

Now, one thing about Indigo is that they're a shapeshifter and was interested in "Hey, what would happen if I basically made part of myself into a liquid, then mixed it with a bunch of stuff and injected it into a person? wouldn't that be crazy?" and that was what they injected Michael with, and then some days later they dissapeared

Michael then just decided to say "Fuck this" (It should have said that way before this) and decided to join The Society

Onto the more Tgs related stuff

Michael immediately upon joining was basically interrogated by Jekyll who was somewhat very concerned about what was going on with all that stuff, Michael told him some of the stuff and Jekyll offered to do a check up on him but Michael just said no, he doesn't have a good relationship with doctors and it would not trust Jekyll that much

He would have joined a bit before Jasper, As some of the doodles say, it usually prefers to just listen to people rather than talk so he would get along well with some of the more talkative lodgers but also in my mind it would get along well with Ito, Majaibi, Sinnet and also Flowers, also in my mind pretty much all of the lodgers know some basic info about what happened to it because whenever one of them asked Michael would just say "Don't let people experiment on you" or something like that

Also he is definitely very much permanently banned from Bird and Archers Lab because of the plants dying when it touches them

Whenever Jasper arrives Michael definitely would try and befriend him, I think it would be one of the few times that Michael would actively try to make friends with someone because it doesn't like most people but Michael would be excited to try and talk to someone who would be interested and know similar stuff just like him who wouldn't try to experiment on him

Also, with the Frankenstein stuff, I think he would be a part of the 'Easygoing' lodgers who went along with Frankenstein because everyone else did or wouldn't really care about her

Some last stuff, Indigo dissapeared because they're now is basically inside of Michael, Most of the time they just exist inside their mind while not doing anything, just sort of watching Michael live its life, Some rare days they can go out and try to do their own stuff for a few days before they have to go back (Even if they are a lot shorter than before because of not having all of them) (Also, in that time they decided to help The Society and be one of their patrons) The rest of the time they can sort of possess Michael's body

One of the main differences between Possessed Michael and Normal Michael are that while being possessed, their eyes change from having a black sclera and off-white/pastel pink irises to an indigo sclera and golden irises, their hair becomes more red-ish, and also the air around them when possessed has a lot of static because of some stuff with Indigo (that I wont explain because that would mean getting into the Indigo lore and if I do that this end up way more long than it already is) and because of that their hair does that thing where it goes up, and they don't have to touch plants to make them die, just be near them

And that's all :D! That ended up being kinda long but that's pretty much all of it, im pretty sure I forgot some things but I'll leave it at that

[fragmentedblade]

I have so many screenshots of Kalpas' face I could reconstruct his face at this point, and I'm afraid to say I'm not sure his face is scarred

[mhaynoot]

[joongdok rambling - some orv spoilers]

despite their miscommunication, despite their shitty way of communcating, despite the fact that half their conversations are made up of their swords clashing, and secret plans they'll only sometimes tell each other, and where they'll spend more time annoying each other than actually conversing, kdj and yjh still hold just so much love and devotion for each other

its subtle and definitely not explicitly written but they are just... so happy and content being with each other and they want the other to be just as happy as they feel, never quite understanding that they are each other's happiness and that this happiness and contentment they feel is reciprocal

kim dokja will always save yoo joonghyuk, and yoo joonghyuk will always save kim dokja

they are each other's salvation but also damnation

orv is a narrative of love and sacrifice, of the painful extent that both of these things can cause for your loved ones but its also about the unwavering faith, the unbroken faith, you have in another human being who loves you so

like the complete adoration kdj has for yjh, not only for the one he had read but the one who he doesn't completely know, can't even sometimes understand, who he understood less than any other because the one beside him had broken through the boundaries of his narrative - the one standing besides him who was "yoo joonghyuk, the former regressor"

and yjh who doesn't immediately trust this suspicious anomaly but eventually does. and not only for kdj's usefulness or abilities but for him as a companion, as an equal. he learns to rely and understand kdj more in turn, and his affections grows and he just wants kdj to stay by his side. yjh who stubbornly forges on ahead to an ending and epilogue of them together regardless of anything. he who has so much stubborn, unspoken faith, devotion and love in kdj, and would travel the worlds and centuries for him

and just, it is the extent one would go to reciprocate love, the extent of trying to understand another individual and knowing you won't ever fully but still loving them entirely

a story where even in death, it does not separate them

[the story of "life and death companions" wants to continue its storytelling]