#cries in multishipper

[helsensm]

I cannot hold it in anymore I am absolutely OBSESSED with your art and the way you draw Lao.

I also would like to inquire….. just perhaps… what are your top head-canons for him, and/or your opinions on popular ships for him/which ones you like?

No pressure!! I hope you are having a wonderful day 🧡

me, trying to act normal every time an awesome artist I look up to says something nice about my art

Thank you so much! first of all, please take this Lao with you, he's yours now~

now let me preheat my bad english.....

Most of my Lao headcanons (if they are not related to a particular art I made) were yoinked from another ppl, because DAMN FELLAS your brains are sexy. 😏 So you might have heard some of them already, but here's my top general hcs for him.

NOTE: we are talking about the current timeline mk1 Kung Lao

- Lao is very expressive with his hands and he's THE TOUCH person. Just look at how many times he took Raiden by the shoulder in the first chapter alone?? He'll be pushing, and patting, and shoving, and punching you all over while telling about his breakfast or something.

- Lao is struggling with inferiority complex. Since childhood he was under a tremendous amount of pressure, he has to do things right, to be better, or else he would be mocked or punished. Now he believes that he should be the best, or he would not be taken seriously. He's constantly seeking validation in his peers, causing him to act cocky and over-confident.

- Anger issues, usually when someone questions his skill.

- People call him lazy because he tries to act like everything comes naturally to him. In reality he trains hard and takes things seriously. Like, he's fighting with a RAZOR RIMMED HAT fgs, it's not something you can master in a day! Also he always got energy running through his veins, lucky bastard... *cries in iron deficiency*

- He makes his hats by himself. With his hands. He designs and creates. ALL of them. I will die on that hill.

- He's a slow to trust, but ride or die as a friend.

- He's a trouble maker FOR SURE, but not a bully. He's respectful and polite to most of the people (if they don't provoke him), also drinks his respect-women juice.

- Master of sass and sarcasm. And yes, I think he swears, but in the right circumstances or the right company.

- He's got rizz NOW, but in his teens he had zero game because he could not keep his mouth shut and would scare off the person with the most ridiculous piece of idiocy.

- I read it in one fic and really loved the idea that Liu Kang "told the blossoms" about Kung Lao, and they really liked him 🌸 so now they are following him around and bringing him news and gossips, that's why there's always those goddamn petals aroung him aasghGHHHj 🌸🌸

- He's rolling his eyes at Johnny, but they quickly become besties.

- He actually has a cold relationship with Liu Kang. Don't get me wrong, he trusts him, respects the hell out of him and will run into a wall for a man. But I think Liu will distance himself because of all the memories of HIS Lao and how badly they sting. oTL

- That smile and a bow Lao did after loosing to Raiden? He meant that. Loosing hurted BAD, but the pain was pushed aside by the sence of pride and happiness for his best friend.

oh shit, this is getting out of hand, I'm starting to think about the other timelines and dynamics, we'll be here all week hhhhgh

About the popular ships... Well, I'm a big fan of railao (yeah NO SHIT who would have thought), but I am a multishipper, so I'm just happy to see my fav characters feeling good in someone's hands. 😊

I really like the liulao and laoliutana for several different reasons. 👀 The johnshilao (or is it laojohnshi..? erm) was the one that didn't impress me at first (love the Lao just third-wheeling with a tired expression <:'D), but recently I'm starting to warm up to all the different dynamics these three can have. And that is, in no small part, thanks to you and your kenlao agenda 👀💖 damn you created such a nice cozy universe for them I'm 🥺💕💗💖

Bi-Han/Lao is a bit random, but I love how catto did them, they are such a cute pair of assholes! >:3

ummm, yeah, so I'm going to stop there ahahhH. Thank you again for asking and for all the nice little feels your art provides, I admire you tremendously~

#my asks #my art #kung lao #mortal kombat #mortal kombat 1 #mk1 #helsensm art

[i-hope-this-is-a-phase]

✨Rei's Recs✨

It feels like we need to celebrate the beauty in the fandom right now, so here are some new fanfics that deserve love! All DNF fics for now (sorry my multishippers!).

Anyway, here they are:

Antagonists by Scoops (E | WIP | 21k+)

#mrpeg #baby fic My beloved Scoops' mpreg fic! Chapter two just dropped, and it's the bomb.

The Remedy to Everything by Simplysmitten (E | WIP | 122k+)

#abo #slow burn Updates every Mondays and Thursdays. It's beautifully written, and it makes me go insane :)

all the way by Anonymous (T | Complete | 688)

#established relationship #sex positivty Small, and it's so positive and sweet. A lovely quick read :)

respawn in the long dream by twostorms (T | Complete | 7k)

#speedrunning #friends to lovers I read this late at night, and I cried. It's so positive about Minecraft and Dream's impact on it.

going through the motions by hardtofindneuro (T | Complete | 8k)

#mental health issues #angst with a happy ending Beautifully tackles a really difficult topic. A fic to make you cry and laugh.

#rei speaks #dreamnotfound #dnf #fic rec

[starlight-vixen-emiko]

Seashell Bracelet

ao3

Hey everyone this is my first failed attempt at writing Shadamy but I promised my Shadamy shipping friends I would write it. Shout out to @bearfoottruck and @punkeropercyjackson

I hope it's alright, I always wanted to write Shadamy because I am a multishipper in the Sonic fandom and reading some amazing Shadamy fanfiction by talented writers sold me.

And yes, the plot of this fanfic is basically that episode of Sonic X where Amy makes Sonic a seashell bracelet.....But make it Shadamy!

So enjoy!

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Amy always loved going to the beach with her friends.

She loved everything about it! Swimming until you need to nap, looking for seashells, eating watermelon. But today, she couldn't help but space out a lot, which didn't go unnoticed by Cream.

Maybe Amy couldn't sit in a beach chair and watch the peaceful blue skies without thinking of how heroes risk their lives so she and her friends could have these beach days.

Everyone was so happy and relieved, and Amy wanted to be happy too. That's why she tried not to remember the gang's latest near-death experience.

But the moment Amy became breathless kept playing in her head, where Shadow used his entire body to guard her, and Amy stood as still as a statue watching Shadow's honorable sacrifice.

Every sharp cut hit Shadow, and Amy didn't receive a single cut on her delicate skin. Amy barely noticed wounds on Shadow, but she was told he was the Ultimate Lifeform; she didn't truly understand until she saw Shadow take every hit like it was nothing.

But when everything was deflected, Shadow took a moment to look at Amy, and her aqua-blue eyes sparkled as she saw the pain Shadow was holding in his deep red eyes. And before Amy knew it, Shadow had run away, even though she had tried to reach out for him.

Amy and the others escaped the deadly base before it exploded and went down in flames. But nobody knew where Shadow was, even Sonic, who raced around the remains of the destroyed base. And even if the day was saved, Amy couldn't help but stay up late at night wondering where Shadow was.

And now, even if the waves were gentle and the sky was clear, she couldn't forget that moment.

Shadow the Hedgehog was the Ultimate Lifeform. He had so much power that he needed golden bracelets to hold all that power in. Being created as a force of destruction must've been a lot for Shadow to go through.

Amy couldn't take that! She finally got up, walked away from the shady umbrella, and started to search the beach while all her friends played in the water and laughed.

She circled around the beach, looking for the best beach shells. Eventually, Cream looked at a distance from her inner tube, knowing that Amy wanted to make some seashell jewelry. But Amy was less happy and cheerful about it and more serious.

And she was! Amy spent hours finding the perfect tiny pink sea shells to make a bracelet. Eventually, Cream couldn't take it and tried to look over her shoulder.

"Are you making something, Miss Amy?"

Amy gasped and hid the bracelet she was making away. "No Cream!" She cried hastily.

Amy was sweating a lot, and Cream looked absolutely stunned, but Amy managed to smile sheepishly. "I'm just experimenting, that's all!"

Amy hoped that would be a good enough excuse.

Cream innocently smiled at Amy and took her hand to drag her off. Amy quickly clutched the unfinished bracelet in her hand; Cream didn't give her a moment to prepare.

"Well, you should eat dinner with us if you want to experiment with sea shells Miss Amy!"

Amy felt that was fair. She would spend time with everyone, put on a brave face, and have to finish the bracelet she was making for Shadow at night while everyone was asleep.

When Cream finally fell asleep smiling, Amy finally finished the seashell bracelet under the light of the stars and moon.

But it wasn't until she finished that she wondered if the whole thing was pointless. Shadow disappeared again and wouldn't let anyone in with everything that happened to him in the past. He always slipped away from her, and she placed the sea shell necklace down and laid down to watch the stars in the clear night sky.

That was until a beautiful shooting star flew above her, and Amy sat up in shock.

She could've chalked it up to lack of sleep, but that was the biggest shooting star she ever saw. It was bright silver and reminded her of when a certain black hedgehog unleashed the power of the seven chaos emeralds.

"Shadow!" Amy whispered.

Amy grabbed the bracelet and ran out of the bedroom, not bothering to stay quiet. It took her a moment to reach the beach, and her heart pounded, hoping he wouldn't slip away from her again. Shadow flew down and landed on the shore as he powered down from his super form. The black hedgehog stood alone and let the waves wash over his feet, and Amy stood quietly watching him.

Amy took two steps forward and hesitated momentarily. Still, after seeing Shadow's anguish, she couldn't help herself.

"Shadow!" Amy cried.

Shadow did a low gasp as he turned around. His bright red eyes looked absolutely bewildered at the pink hedgehog.

Amy placed her hand over her heart and found it hard to speak, but then her aqua-blue eyes softened, seeing a much gentler side of Shadow.

"You're back," she said.

Shadow frowned, then turned to the ocean when he saw Amy's heartbroken face. There was the sound of the ocean waves rolling in and out, and Shadow sighed.

"I couldn't give up because it was haunting," Shadow said. Amy didn't understand what Shadow meant, but she could feel the weight he must've carried from that fateful day.

Shadow thought about it again, how he shielded Amy and the look on her face when she saw him be so strong and so vulnerable at the same time.

Something Shadow didn't want to show to such an innocent girl. As cowardly as it was, he found himself walking away with his head low. But Amy puffed up her cheeks and ran to the shore to meet him.

Shadow wished she would find some sense and walk away, or the world might turn upside down as he may humor the idea for a moment.

But Shadow turned to her in surprise as she didn't beg him for anything. She just had her head down with her eyes closed and presented him with a seashell bracelet in her hands.

And for a moment, Shadow swore he felt his heart rate react differently, but just a moment.

Such primitive mortal emotions, but Shadow couldn't bring himself to say no. He attempted to accept the gift but pulled his hand away at the last moment.

Amy gasped and looked into Shadow's beautiful red eyes. The pink hedgehog felt stubborn and took his warm hand, and to her and Shadow's surprise, he didn't object.

Both felt a strange warmth they weren't used to, but Amy set that thought aside as she gently placed the seashell bracelet around his wrist. And she felt it complimented the solid gold bracelet he wore.

And both Amy and Shadow couldn't bring themselves to move as their hands touched and fit almost perfectly.

Amy went wide-eyed and started to blush, but before she could fall over, Shadow took her hands in his and looked away for a moment. Then his red eyes looked deep into her aqua eyes, and Amy couldn't bring herself to speak, so Shadow did it for her.

"...Thank you, Amy…"

Amy did a low gasp as she vibrated a bit. "Oh…"

Because she could reply, Shadow let go of her hands and used his super speed. He was gone before Amy could run after him, and once again, Amy felt helpless as she turned away, only for Cream, Tails, and Sonic to be not too far behind her.

Oh no! Amy was doomed! She wasn't sure how much they saw, but there was no sense in denying it as Cream ran up to her.

"Miss Amy!" Cream cried.

Amy tried to keep it together in front of Cream, but Cream looked incredibly concerned.

"Miss Amy! Has Shadow really returned?"

Amy looked away as a blush formed on her face.

"...Yes."

Shadow wanted to leave this beach behind but stopped when he saw stars reflecting on the water and the full moon shining above him. And he looked down at the sea shells around his wrist and the innocent hedgehog girl who gave him this heartfelt gift.

He held his hand up to the moon and saw the shiny golden bracelet and the bracelet made out of delicate pink sea shells. It was strange that his cursed life led to this.

He thought he was the Ultimate Lifeform, born only to destroy, yet…

This one girl may be showing him that he was more than that…

But he had to protect her no matter what, which meant he had to leave this beach before she could run after him.

But the seashell bracelet would always keep her connected to him.

#shadamy #my writing #my fanfiction

[bbathsalts]

A rare stenny doodle bc I am a multishipper. Everyone has hands and they can all hold them with each other. I just!!!! They’re so cute!!!! Cries. Kenny is teaching Stan how to play the guitar

#my art #south park #stan marsh #myart #doodles #sp stenny #stenny #Kenny x stan #stan x kenny #kenny mccormick

[zeroducks-2]

Eobard for 9 questions? 😏

*pinches u*

(Ask game here)

1: sexuality headcanon - pretty sure he prefers men but look, he's the most touch starved little thing in existence and he will take it or give it to and from anyone who's into it. He will also think about Barry for the whole time.

2: otp - Eobarry. I'm a multishipper and Eo is very shippable but Eobarry? I am CONSUMED you hear??? Consumed to the bone marrow.

3: brotp - Ehh Eobard doesn't really do friends. He'll be nice to people for a limited span of time if he has to but people are slow. Eobard's "natural" speed is ridiculously fast even for another speedster, dealing with anyone who forces him to slow down is exhausting on the long term. Beside the fact that he's not socialized and has no idea how to interact in a normal way of course.

4: notp - None at all!

5: first headcanon that pops into my head - When Barry didn't have his powers yet and Eobard would be there to mess with him, he also took advantage of the fact that Barry couldn't reject him to touch him gently, hold him and kiss him, remaining unseen and undetected because he was moving so fast. Or as I like to call it, the Guardian Demon headcanon

6: favorite line from this character - There are so many that I really like... okay how about this from The Flash Rebirth by Geoff Johns:

What if every bad thing that ever happened to you was orchestrated by one person? By an enemy you hadn't even made yet?

7: one way in which I relate to this character - something something childhood neglect redacted things unlovable motherfucker

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character - I know that many people would say the stupid yellow banana suit, the fact that people call him "Professor Zoom", the whole "Reverse Flash" thing. The Negative Speedforce being an edgy concept, the way he's pompous, the fact that despite every horrible thing that happened to him and that he forces on other people, he's very vulnerable at his core and sometimes he just breaks down and cries. The fact that despite having died so many times, death terrifies him so much. That he's still die for him if Barry asked. The fact that he'll do anything to get Barry's attention because he's so desperate to be seen. Idk are these things people consider cringe about him? Well would you look at that, not me. I love him and his stupid yellow suit and the edgy stuff and the way he's so human. (Send help)

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave? - hahahaha

#my asks #9 questions ask game #eobard thawne #thanks for asking Ana ♥

[oceanmoonstarz]

☆ Introduction ☆

Hi! You can call me Starz! (I have a few other names but this one is funky lol)

I'm 21 years old, I use them/them pronouns and if you just give me a nudge, i Will talk your ears out about my hc about the valkyries and the black sisters. Oh also fuck Joanne, hope you choke <3

Working on a register of marauders nicknames because it gets confusing :(+ new idea for the girls.

I'm mostly into:

✦ The Valkyries

✦ The Black Sisters (and their parents & partners)

✦ The Marauders

✦ And a sprinkle of Slytherin Skittles, Batfamily and Golden trio era (mostly Drarry)

Favorite ships:

Dorlene, Marylily, Pandalily, Jegulily, Quillkiller (+ Zabini on the weekend), Nobleflower, Noblesilver (Narcissa x Zabini), Wolfstar, Poppy x Minnie, and Sybill x Peter.

But honestly I'm more of a multishipper and will read anything that isn't icky (big age gap, power imbalance, etc). I’m not a big fan of straight ships tho I’m gonna be frl… but any queer ship? Slay!

Fav platonic ships: Marlene & Peter & James, Marlene & Sirius, Moonflower

Favorite characters:

✶ Marlene McKinnon

✶ Peter Pettigrew

✶ Narcissa Malfoy

✶ Evelyn Zabini

✶ and honestly all the girlies ( Lily, Pandora, Mary, Dorcas, ...)

Beliefs, favorite headcanons and stuff under this (take a peek) :)

Things i believe in that can be controversial(?):

Begging people to stop making Peter fucking skinny I'm being so serious, I WILL block you. (also when people don't include Pete as a member of the group like he was chosen as Secret Keeper because he was their BEST FRIEND be frl)

Lily Evans is polyamorous and she's so real for that (with maybe a hint of aromantic vibes tbf)

PANDORA DOESN'T HAVE THE SAME PERSONALITY AS LUNA *cries* no but frl like Xenophilius is right there being a fucking Luna clone and you're gonna give her personality to Pandora?? (i need to get more into how i see her, will make a post at some point lol) Also I don't believe in the hc that she's a Rosier and Evans twin.

If you're gonna redeem Barty and Evan, you cannot go and shit on Bellatrix like let's be serious. You definitely can not like her but why are you over there calling her a psycho (derogatory).. have you seen your boys? (also people are sleeping on the Black Sisters as a whole)

I actually think Severus Snape is an interesting characters.

You shouldn't buy official merch or tickets to events or anything that would give money to jkr because that makes her believe people support her in her views about Trans People.

Favorite headcanons:

✮ Peter, James and Marlene being childhood best friends

✮ Fat Lily my beloved <3

✮ Dorcas and Marlene doing each other's hair every month after getting together (Dorcas dye Marlene's hair blonde and Marlene learn how to braid so she can do new protective styles for Dorcas)

✮ Bellatrix, Rita and Evelyn being the Diamonds and terrorising Hogwarts when they were there.

✮ Peter k!lling Marlene :)

More about me:

My first language is French. I have the shittiest sleep schedule known to man. I am a professional yapper.

I'm absolute shit with tone so might use tone indicator (but tbf the wonder of # here are making this much easier)

If you couldn’t tell from my choices up there, I fucking love angst. I’m writing sad shit and giggling, I’m writing happy shit so the angst is sadder. I Will make you cry (hopefully).

I’m also mad silly.

I have a few others account in the marauders community (Insta, Tiktok, Ao3, ...) but it's a secret (lol)

If you’re interested in what I like to say here, just look up the #starz yap tag, it’s what I use when I have ideas that I write more deeply about. :)

Alright i think that covers it up. Hope you enjoy my account! P.S: idm stalking of my page and spamming lol so go for it (I do it by accident all the time… #starz struggle)

☆Yeehaa☆

oh also i'm a Marlene kinnie. kiss.

🍉

#introductory post #marauders fandom #here's me #marauders #the valkyries #dorlene #pandalily #marylily #jegulily #nobleflower #noblesilver #quillkiller #wolfstar #evelyn zabini #peter pettigrew #marlene mckinnon #lily evans #pandora lovegood #the black sisters #narcissa malfoy #cygnus black x druella rosier #peter x sybill

[stellarcorpse01]

HELLO! I'm Cristal, but call me Cris Calaca! I love drawing my latest hyperfixations and some of my own stuff. Read this if you like to know about me..

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𖣯ME

╰┈➤ I am from Venezuela🇻🇪 || DemiGirl. My pronouns is "she"/any || INFP-T || My favorite color is fuchsia || My hobbies are reading, writing and sleeping || My favorite food is Cheese Empanada (WHAT DELIGHTFUL!) || I like cats, dogs and zamuros (they are like crows but bigger) || I LOVR THE YEPPII, THEY ARE MY ANIMAL SPIRIT || Multifandom & MultiShipper || My musical tastes are: electronic, old reggaeton, cumbia, merengue/techno merengue, rock, pop/latin pop, anime and videogame soundtracks, Vocaloid, etc.

𖣯FANDOMS

╰┈➤ Helluva Boss • Lacey's Games • Crash Bandicoot • Cuphead • SkullGirls • Sally Face • The CupHead Show • SkullDudes • Digital Circus • One Punch Man • CountryHumans • Welcome Home • Hazbin Hotel • 31 Minutos • Terrifier • Looney Tunes • Bendy And The Ink Machine • Spooky Month • Bendy and the Dark Revival • Five Nigths at Freddy's • A House For Alesa • Don't Hug Me, I'm Scared • Popee The Performet • Panty And Stoking • Kill La Kill • Bayonetta •

𖣯«DO YOU MAKE COMMISSIONS?»

╰┈➤ No, not at the moment. Although I am open to requests and/or suggestions for drawings, although there are conditions; How not to be so weird and I get very distracted <3

end. casi desvivo alguien porque no se me había guardado ésto JAJAJAJAJJA odio todo.

My Alarm Clock:

#fixed post #artists on tumblr #personal crap

[mihrsuri]

Some More Fictional Universe Discord Content

@nocompromise-noregrets

Ellie - just a warning that you will probably want to strangle Armada (i had to take five minutes to scream) but she gets smacked down and also I CANNOT EVEN.

Armada: no really WHAT IS THE KARLIENE REYNOLDS SONG??

i had a name before him/i took it back/but his brand upon me/will never wash away/in the light of the sun and stars/i thought i might be holy moonlight/instead of tainted ground/an eagle collar about my neck.

RestorationistKingsLeftButtock: I DON’T KNOW BUT I HATE IT [one fear dot gif] because Thomas has been associated with the moon so much (Henry’s poetry, Anne’s - the motifs in their possessions) and Norwich’s personal coat of arms is an eagle owl.

TransCrozier: SHIT SHIT SHIT FUCK. FUCK. I am going to go and lay in the DIRT. AND EAT IT. Waiting is unbearable.

RestorationistKingsLeftButtock: Okay the watch party is over in #show-watch - it will contain spoilers, live reactions and memes. And PANICK.

PoppyMcGee: THE OPENING. THE OPENING. SHIT FUCK FUCK. Let me break this down.

the entire scene with john and thomas is horrific just horrific. the threat the menace that bruise he left.

and then thomas ripping off all the sheets and covers on his bed and that part with trying to scrub his skin i just…god that’s awful. James Frain you owe me for emotional damages.

how he knew to cover up the self harm scars and the bruises like WHAT DOES THIS MEAN (we know about his father but the scars are…that’s something else).

Armada: it must have been a really bad breakup like that is some bad blood (sorry for the taylor swift) between them to send thomas into that spiral.

TransCrozier: respectfully this is not ‘a bad breakup’ reaction and that is not someone reacting to a bad breakup related guilt. that is an abuser. Norwich is an abuser/was abusive. The way he so clearly used ‘you ruined any trace of me Antonius - when did you gain the notion that you could so ruin that which I own’ that is not romantic.

Armada: Like, I love you Rhi but no - it’s maybe not the healthiest but they were both younger then - Thomas was still early twenties and you don’t make the best decisions then and he’d come off an abusive childhood in the 16th century, I think what we are seeing is a breakdown about how he regrets how it ended/how he ended it specifically (also side note James is so pretty when he cries!)

RestorationistKingsLeftButtock:……OH SHIT ANNE. ANNE. ANNE.

PoppyMcGee: look i am not an Annewell shipper but the way she absolutely takes care of him - gives him the choice every step of the way! Tells him what she’s doing!

TransCrozier: I am a Triad OTPer as we all know (I just find Cromwich interesting as a multishipper) by now etc and just, THE LOVE. THE LOVE. THE WAY ANNE made sure to ask Thomas what coverings he didn’t want. Also I am soft for bathing scenes.

RestorationistKingsLeftButtock: AGREED RHI. AGREED SO HARD.

Armada: UGH ANNE DO WE HAVE TO SEE HER SO MUCH [Edit: I’m sorry I know the server doesn’t allow character hate but i just don’t like her or Cromannery. Or it’s not that i don’t like her but i don’t like her with Thomas].

Poppy McGee:….yeah i agree with you Essie - I want Anne to be the cool lesbian of my heart that she should be but i do love her taking care of thomas.

Armada: that bit was sweet but yeah, what poppy said. She doesn’t need men and she’s much worse for them! But what’s going on now.

RestorationistKingsLeftButtock:

“I was ten years old, my mother not long dead and my father was in need of funds and drink. Lord Norwich, as he was then offered him silver under a disguise so my father would not extort more funds out of him. I came into his household and thought myself landed somewhere better. He branded and bedded me for the first time that same day - I cut it out of me the day I took my chance and fled - five years almost to the day after.”

……I am going to be sick. I am going to be sick.

TransCrozier:

“I am but a tainted thing - he has been on and in every part of me - I could not speak of the shame, though I should have done - I should have never let you, let either of you think I was worthy of you, Your Majesty. I am so sorry.”

THOMAS BLAMES HIMSELF. HE STILL BLAMES HIMSELF I AM GOING TO RESURRECT NORWICH AND KILL HIM AGAIN MYSELF AND THEN REPEAT IT AGAIN.

RestorationistKingsLeftButtock: ANNE YOUR RESPONSE I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU. NATALIE DORMER YOU GORGEOUS GORGEOUS HUMAN BEING.

TransCrozier: AMINA YOU ARE SO CORRECT. Queen Anne you perfect glorious woman I am once again AT YOUR FEET.

RestorationistKingsLeftButtock: hi @everyone i checked the history from several reputable sources (see here, here and here) and this is real. the show did not make it up - it’s just a recent discovery. Which i did not know about :(.

TransCrozier: neither did I i went in because RUPERT and then kind of fell into adoration - like obviously we all know triad is endgame because duh, history but i knew nothing else.

PoppyMcGee: I didn’t want to believe it :(. But I checked and it’s true :(. It’s fucking true. Norwich did that and he has no remorse.

RestorationistKingsLeftButtock: also fyi to several people who I’ve had to talk to about this - no ten was very much considered a child in the 16th century. Even fifteen was not ‘fully adult’ as such. This is rape and child sexual abuse and if you spout any more denial about that I will ban you.

TransCrozier: AMINA I AM KISSING YOU ON THE MOUTH. Also the fact that Anne volunteers to tell Henry, reassures Thomas that he won’t be angry just destroyed me all over again. CANNOT WAIT FOR THE POST SHOW CONTENT TO DESTROY ME AGAIN. ALSO HENRY’S REACTION.

Armada: …okay whatever. Sorry for having opinions i guess. can i even just say that even if it is abusive the triad is equally abusive.

#lil and her ridiculous aus #ot3: political power trio #fic #tudors ot3 verse reference #i have been attempting to not spoil what i’m going to write content wise so we don’t get henry’s reaction #(i think the episode ends with anne going to tell him but i don’t know exactly how that goes)

[kumeko]

A/N: For the Solitary Solace zine! The hard part of being a multishipper is wanting to write all the ships and not having the time to do so, so I cheat like this and smush them all together. XD Lots of ship teasing and 1 uncle teasing because I can't not put in Alois and his dad jokes

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Monday:

The only good days were cloudy days. Actually, no, as far as Bernadetta was concerned, the only good days were rainy days. No one forced her to go out on rainy days and she could hide in her room for as long as she wanted. The second-best days were the cloudy ones, when people didn’t like to linger outside, when they just looked at their feet and were fine with ignoring good ol’ Bernie as she went about her business.

That was probably the only reason she agreed to garden with Edelgard. Well, that and her Venus flytrap needed repotting.

Somehow, a simple task was starting to look like a workout. Bernadetta wiped her sweat, streaking soil across her forehead.

“Why is the dirt so heavy?” she grumbled, glaring at the bag of potting soil at her feet. Just who had thought it’d be a good idea to put all those bags in the far corner of the greenhouse, away from the tables?

“Need a hand?” Edelgard asked, looking up from her neat row of tomatoes. They all looked perfectly aligned. Bernadetta sometimes wondered if either she or Hubert were human, but she hadn’t figured out the answer to that yet.

“Yes—No, I’m good,” she quickly corrected herself, grabbing the potting soil bag again and ineffectively dragging it away. Considering how much of a stickler Edelgard was for practicality, she probably wouldn’t appreciate Bernadetta wasting resources on a plant that they couldn’t even eat. Maybe she’d toss the plant on the ground.

Or maybe she’d feed Bernadetta to it. There was a play with a plot like that, right?

“It’s clearly too heavy for you.” Edelgard stuck her trowel in the dirt before getting up. It was funny how normal she looked, dressed down in white buttoned-up shirt and black tights. She looked like any other student and not the Emperor. Grabbing the other end of the bag, she hoisted it up. “Here.”

Bernadetta cried out, almost falling over in surprise. “D-don’t scare me like that.”

Edelgard regarded her coolly. “I thought we already went over this? If you can’t handle your allies approaching you, how are you to deal with our enemies?”

“That’s…” She bit her lip. Honestly, if she just got to stay in her room, she wouldn’t have to worry about any of that. Other people could fight the war, she could live with any victor. Before Bernadetta could reply, Edelgard already started pulling the bag and guiding them to the potting area.

“Sometimes you worry me,” Edelgard sighed, though she didn’t sound angry or even disappointed. Just concerned. It was an odd sound.

Bernadetta didn’t know what to make of it. “Sorry.”

Edelgard waved it off. “It’s fine. We all have our strengths and weaknesses. That’s why we work on them and improve.”

“Is that why you’re here?” Bernadetta blurted out before she could stop herself. Unfortunately, she was holding a heavy bag and couldn’t cover her mouth or crouch and hide. Turning red, she hastily explained, “Gardening, I mean. Not that you’re a bad gardener but—”

“It’s fine, I get it.” Edelgard chuckled. “This isn’t the place you’d expect to find an Emperor, right? But that’s part of the new world we’re creating. Anyone can be anywhere, do anything. Even emperors and gardening.”

“And the vegetables?” Bernadetta asked, still expecting the bolt of lightning.

“Well, they’re practical plants and we have to eat. Even more—is that your old flytrap?” She paused, raising a brow.

Dropping her side of the bag, Bernadetta ran to her plant and hunched over it protectively. “Ahh, I’m sorry—please don’t destroy it—or me, don’t destroy me either, oh I should have known better than to—”

Edelgard stumbled backward slightly at the unexpected release. Regaining her balance, she owlishly blinked as Bernadetta prattled on. “What?”

Bernadetta moaned. Of course, she wouldn’t agree. “I knew it, it was too much to ask for, make the execution quick, oh I just can’t bear to watch—”

“No, that’s not—��� Edelgard sighed, setting down the bag entirely. Slowly, like approaching a wounded animal, she stepped closer. “Why would I toss your plant?”

“Then you’ll toss me?” she gasped.

“No, I won’t do either.” There was a touch of impatience in her voice, but Edelgard kept her tone neutral. “Is this the same one from five years ago? It’s a lot bigger now.”

“You won’t?” Hesitantly, Bernadetta straightened, though she kept the plant close.

“I won’t,” Edelgard repeated flatly.

“Oh, good.” Bernadetta sighed with relief. “It has gotten really big—you’re not going to feed me to it, are you?”

Edelgard only sighed.

Tuesday

Bernadetta had never been afraid of ghosts and things in the dark. The dark was her friend, one of the few places where no one bothered her. She had many fond memories of walking through her school’s halls in the middle of the night.

Unfortunately, all of that was before the monastery got partially destroyed. The buildings were full of holes and burn marks, small gaps and collapsed hallways. Small rats ran in hidden tunnels and the whole building felt like a graveyard. Actually, it sorta was a graveyard, and that was partially her fault, if there were any angry spirits, they were definitely out to get her.

Like she didn’t have enough things trying to kill her as it was.

A pebble skittered across the floor and Bernadetta instinctively grabbed Hubert’s arm, pulling him close. “W-What was that?”

To his credit, Hubert didn’t so much as stiffen at the sudden contact, used to this from their many patrols together. Lifting their lamp, he moved the pool of light left and right before shaking his head. “Your own foot, most likely.”

“Oh.” Embarrassed, she pulled away. Not too far; the next one could be an actual attack, after all. As scary as Hubert was, he could scare away any ghost with just a glare. Though…he wasn’t that bad. Bernadetta glanced at the flower patch on his sleeve and smiled. No, he was actually quite kind.

“I am surprised that scared you,” he added, amused, before continuing their patrol.

“It’s dark,” Bernadetta protested, sticking right next to them as they checked the empty halls. “And it’s scary and we have the army, right? Can’t they patrol? At least at night, when there’s,” she dropped her voice to a hushed whisper, “ghosts and stuff.”

“Ghosts?” Hubert raised a brow, glancing at her. “I didn’t think you were afraid of ghosts.”

“I’m not usually, but…we kinda…you know.” Bernadetta gestured around them nervously. “And if anyone wanted revenge…well…now’s a good time.”

Hubert replied wryly, “I doubt that will happen.”

“You don’t believe in ghosts?” she asked, not entirely surprised. Between him and Edelgard, they had the market cornered on bravery and fearlessness. If only she could bottle up their strength and use it on herself.

“Not particularly. Even if there were…” Hubert trailed off, looking at her now. “Well, it’s the living that scares me more.”

Bernadetta lowered her eyes and leaned on him. “That’s…a good point.” It wasn’t a ghost, after all, who’d lock her in her room, threatening her. It wasn’t a ghost who attacked her when she went out. No, those were her father, bandits, enemies, people, all of whom were all too solid and all too real. “Yeah, they’re a lot scarier.”

“See? Nothing to be afraid of,” Hubert added gently.

In the distance, she heard another pebble roll across the floor. A ghost wouldn’t do that. A ghost couldn’t do that.

No, a person could, and the monastery was full of people. People armed to the teeth with swords, daggers, and magic. Clinging to Hubert again, she wailed, “That just made things worse!”

Wednesday:

Ferdinand’s tea was just like the man himself. Bernadetta inhaled the soft rose scent before taking a sip of the gentle, sweet tea. It was strange to think that for months, she’d been terrified of him. It was even stranger to think that they might have been engaged, once upon a time.

In another world, maybe they would have had tea like this on a regular basis and not just when they had a break from their wartime duties. Then again, in another life they might not have even become friends, and Bernadetta doubted she’d feel this comfy with someone she didn’t know. Well, ‘comfy’ in the sense that she didn’t mind their little tea breaks in the courtyard.

“Do you like it?” Ferdinand asked, his eyes bright as he watched her across the table.

“It’s good,” Bernadetta mumbled, never sure how to handle herself when he stared at her like that. She wasn’t used to the attention, and Ferdinand always gave his full attention to whoever he was with. It was like being in a spotlight. Oddly enough, she didn’t entirely hate it.

Pleased, Ferdinand smiled and took a sip himself. “I thought you would quite like the rose blend. It is mixed with some Queen of the Night, a flower that made me think of you.”

He was making fun of her. Bernadetta didn’t know how, didn’t know why, but at her core she was certain that it was true. She’d catch him in the act one day and—well, she wasn’t sure what she’d do, but she’d catch him one day. Picking up her needle, she returned to her sewing and shrugged noncommittally. “You really like flower teas?”

“There are few things better than their delicate flavours.” Setting down his cup, Ferdinand clasped his hands and rested his chin on his knuckles. “Another doll?”

Feeling embarrassed, Bernadetta nodded and lifted the partially completed doll up. It wasn’t much to look at, she knew, just barely in the shape of a person let alone a fairy. “Dorothea asked for one. I don’t know why.”

“Despite your doubts, you put in a lot of skill and love into your creations. Anyone would be honoured to have one.” Ferdinand hummed thoughtfully before asking, “Could I have one?”

“You?” Owlishly, she stared at him. “You want one?”

“Is it really that surprising?” He raised a brow before cocking his head. “Is that a no?”

“Well, I…” Flustered, she nodded. It had been one thing when Dorothea asked; she could pass that off as an accident. Two people wanting her creations? Well, that was preparation for some cruel joke—she just hadn’t figured out what yet. “What do you want?”

Ferdinand stroked his chin, eyeing her for a moment before smiling broadly. “Could you make one of yourself? That way you are always by my side.”

Bernadetta almost dropped her needle. There it was! The trap! “You don’t have to tease me about it!”

Thursday:

The library had always been a quiet, empty place. That much hadn’t changed even now. There were less students, sure, and a few missing steps on the central staircase that hadn’t quite been fixed yet, but the room was otherwise intact and exactly the same. Bernadetta always found peace whenever she entered the cozy room. Even her footsteps sounded muted when she shuffled through the shelves, picking a book to curl up and read.

She wasn’t the only one who thought so. As usual, she found Linhardt at her favourite nook, his head buried deep in his research topic of the day. Bernadetta wasn’t sure when she’d started to expect him here, when he started appearing whenever she needed some alone time. Together alone he had said, but she hadn’t taken him seriously.

Who’d really be interested in her company, especially like this?

Linhardt glanced up from his paper, eyes not so much looking at her but through her as his mind still pulled at his problems. “No paints today?”

“Just a book this time.” Bernadetta leaned against the wall as she settled into the nook, her knees bent before her as she rested the book on them. Having anticipated her, Linhardt had left the sunny side to her. With the two of them nestled in, it was a cozy space. Their feet almost touched. “Research?”

“Something like that.” Linhardt flipped the page and once more he was gone, buried deep in theories that were far above her understanding.

That was more than fine with her. She liked the quiet, the soft flip of a page, their lips soundlessly repeating quotes as they read. Bernadetta had always liked the alone part, but these days she was finding the together part wasn’t so bad.

Friday:

It was incredibly hard to pull out Felix’s smiles. Just like her, they liked hiding inside, only escaping when no one was looking. Ingrid and Sylvain had a far easier time with it than Bernadetta, but she could be stubborn when she wanted to be. After all, it wasn’t like other people just let her stay inside. No, that took dedication.

Dedication she was now pouring into finding Felix’s smile. She’d tried sweets, books, and even paintings. Occasionally, she managed to coax out a small half-grin, but nothing consistent. Nothing permanent. Well, that changed today.

Bernadetta pulled the sheathed dagger out of her pocket and felt a swell of pride. Felix would love this. It was pretty (though, he wasn’t really one for pretty things), it was practical (well, maybe not practical practical, it was more of a decorative piece), and it was for a blade (not the sword he was partial to, but a dagger was still a weapon, right?).

The longer Bernadetta stared at her gift, the less confident she felt. This was a terrible idea. A stupid one. He was going to laugh.

Bernadetta picked up a rock, rolling it between her fingers as she considered that. Well, laughter was kinda a smile, right? Maybe not the one she intended, but close enough.

“Bernadetta?” Felix raised a brow as he stepped out of the training grounds, a towel hanging around his neck. He rubbed the sweat on his forehead as he approached her. “Are you going to practice that move of yours?”

“That move?” Bernadetta frowned, her brow knitting until she realized what he meant. Immediately, she stepped back and shook her head furiously. “I can’t control that! I can’t even repeat it! If I could do something that easily, I wouldn’t have to be terrified.”

“Alright, alright, I got it.” Felix rolled his eyes. “Why are you here?”

“Oh, that.” Bernadetta gripped her sheath tightly. Should she give it? Goddess, this was humiliating. What if she’d guessed so wrong he actually stopped talking to her? “I…”

“Is that a sheath?” It was too late. He spotted the gift before she could muster the courage.

Hanging her head, she held the dagger out. “Yeah, it’s for you.”

He didn’t say anything for a long bit, his expression neutral as he turned it over. After pulling the dagger free from the sheath, Felix ran a finger along the edge before sheathing and pocketing it. Okay.”

“Okay?” Bernadetta blinked when he didn’t react further. Where was her smile? Hell, he hadn’t even frowned! Was it possible to hate something so much he couldn’t show his feelings? “You hated it didn’t you? I knew I should have gotten you something different, now you’re going to hate me and—”

“It’s fine.” Felix interrupted, tapping on her other hand. “I’ll take the rock too.”

She glanced down at the rock. It was an ordinary, black stone, something she hadn’t even thought twice about before picking up. “You want this too?”

“It’s a good slate.” His lips tugged up slightly as Felix took the rock, rolling it between his fingers with an approving hum. “Good to sharpen the dagger I’ll put in the sheathe.”

It was a smile, but the smile was for her rock. Bernadetta stared at his back, not sure if she should feel triumphant or pathetic.

Saturday:

“Hey, Bernie!”

Bernadetta yelped at the knock on her door, despite expecting and preparing for it. She cowered in her chair, taking a deep breath as she tried to calm down. “Y-yes? Please don’t kill me.”

Opening the door, Sylvain poked his head inside with a puzzled grin. “Why would I kill you, Bernie?” He laughed, stepping in. “I mean, first of all, I wouldn’t be able to read your amazing story.”

“Is that the only reason you keep me alive?” Bernadetta wailed, unable to believe her ears.

Sylvain laughed again, his eyes crinkling just so as he shook his head. “I was just teasing. We’re friends, right? Why would I kill a friend?”

Bernadetta shrank into her seat. He was worse than she’d thought. Society was only barely restraining him. “You’d kill me if we weren’t friends?”

“You slay me, Bernie. We go through this every week, and you still ask that?” He rolled his eyes, but his smile didn’t drop. Casually, Sylvain ambled up next to her, peeking at her desk. Noticing a thick stack of paper, he eagerly picked it up. “Is this the next chapter?”

She resisted the urge to grab the bundle and toss it out a window. It was fine. It was fine. This was the reason he was here, the thing she had readied herself for all week. Her chapter was reaching its audience of one. “Y-yes.”

“Ohhhh.” Excited, Sylvain plopped on her bed and read the chapter title. “Escaping the chasm—oh, so she finally finds a way out?”

“Yes…” Bernadetta shifted anxiously in her seat as he started to read. Goddess, this was embarrassing. Even if he genuinely wanted to read her book—he’d been coming back once a month for the chapters, so she had to reluctantly admit Sylvain was telling the truth—there was no way he’d keep liking it. Her latest chapter might disappoint him. He might get bored.

A dozen more thoughts ran through her head and she jumped off her seat. “On second thought, read it outside.”

Before he could protest, she grabbed his arm, yanking him off her bed and through her door.  He didn’t fight, just sighing as he stepped outside. “Alright, alright, I get it. But, hey, I managed to make it through seven pages this time!” Sylvain glanced over his shoulder, winking. “One day, you’re not going to kick me out. In fact, you’ll be pulling me in.”

Face red, Bernadetta squeaked, “Is that a threat?”

Sunday

Bernadetta had been in many strange situations since she’d joined the academy—her teacher was a goddess, their world was at war, she had friends—but none of those negated the oddness of sitting in a small, cramped room across from the bulky giant Raphael. It didn’t help that his fat fingers were trying to stitch a small doll. Or, well, his attempt at a doll.

“Hey, Bernie.” Raphael looked up suddenly, his eyes crinkling as he smiled as bright as the sun.

“W-What?” Bernadetta started; it was automatic at this point. Even though she knew by now he was a gentle giant, more of a moose than a bear, the sight of him still made her heart beat as fast as a rabbit. Besides, she’d read somewhere that even the nice, kind deer ate birds.

If she couldn’t trust a herbivore, why would she trust Raphael?

Well, aside from the fact that they were allies in war, and he had saved her life a few times, and they were kinda friends and—

“Thanks!” His voice cut through her thoughts. Raphael held up the blob he had been patiently stitching for the past hour. “My sister’s gonna love this.”

“She is?” She squinted at the ragdoll in his hands. At least, she assumed it was a ragdoll—Bernadetta wasn’t sure if Raphael was just really bad with needlework, or if he was purposely trying to create some sort of tentacle monster. Maybe his sister had weird tastes. “What is it?”

“A princess!” Raphael’s grin grew broader as he held up his creation proudly.

“IT IS?” Bernadetta didn’t know if there was a definition of princess that somehow matched the multi-coloured jelly-fish like creature in his hands. People used to call her creations cursed, but clearly they’d never seen anything like this. There were no eyes, not even button ones, on the doll yet, but she could feel it staring at her.

“Yeah, it’s cute, right?” Raphael didn’t mind her shouts. “You’re a great teacher.”

Bernadetta flushed and ducked her head, embarrassed. She’d never helped someone before, not like this, not with her entirely useless hobby. And he was calling her a great teacher? Even though every one of their sessions started with her hiding in the corner? With the way Raphael acted, she couldn’t tell if he had been hurt by her reactions or didn’t mind, but there was no way she deserved any of this praise.

“It was nothing,” she mumbled, pleased despite it all.

“Definitely not nothing.” Raphael sat straighter as a thought hit him. “I know! I’ll make you a doll too!”

Her jaw dropped. Maybe he really had been hurt when she flinched away. That was the only reason he was going to curse her with one of those monsters. “I won’t be able to sleep then!”

Monday

“Knock, knock!” Alois called out as he rapped on her dorm door.

Bernadetta yelped, body tense as she almost dived under her bed. But it was only Alois—funny, sweet Alois at her door—and she relaxed automatically as she let him in. “Oh, it’s you.”

“That’s not how it’s supposed to go!” Alois guffawed as he entered and slapped her on the back. “You’re supposed to go, ‘Who’s there?’!”

Bernadetta giggled. There really was something comforting about his goofy jokes and silly expression. Her uncle had been exactly the same when he’d been alive. It was probably the reason her parents never liked him. “Who’s there?”

Grinning, he replied, “Candice!”

Bernadetta raised a brow. “Candice who?”

“Candice open the door, or am I stuck out here?” Alois laughed at his own joke. After a moment, he glanced at the door and deflated slightly. “Though, I guess it doesn’t really work if I’m already in the room now, does it?”

“No, it really doesn’t.” She shook her head, though she smiled all the same.

“Well, anyways, I’m heading to town and wondered if you wanted to come?” As usual, he recovered from his own mishaps quick enough. Alois was as resilient as a dandelion. She wished she had half of his strength. “You’re cooped up in here enough as it is. I thought you could use a breath of fresh air.”

“Of course!” If there was one person whose company she’d never reject, it was his. It was fun going out with him. Maybe she’d do it more often if others were—

Bernadetta paused at the thought. Going out more often?

Actually, now that she thought about it, she’d been going out a lot lately. Almost every day in fact. She glanced at her room. When was the last time she’d actually just stayed inside all day?

“Bernie?” Alois raised a brow. “If you don’t want to—”

“No, no, it’s fine.” She hooked her arm through his and nodded. “Let’s go out.”

Maybe it wasn’t the worst thing in the world, actually, to go outside.

Even if today was sunny.

#fe3h #bernadetta von varley #raphael kirsten #hubert von vestra #felix hugo fraldarius #sylvain jose gautier #alois rangeld #linhardt von hevring #fire emblem three houses #edelgard von hresvelg #fanfic #lots of ship teasing #even if no hard romance #my fav though is her and alois #the only one to appreciate his dad (uncle?) jokes #he will never stop and she will be very happy to just listen to him

[sparklebubbles]

Q!BBH: Alright, Roier.

Q!Roier: Tell me, man.

Q!BBH: I know you are jelous, but i'm sorry, there is only room for one goofyface individual in my heart.

Q!Roier: Okay, no worries man. I don't care.

Q!BBH: I'm just letting you know.

Q!Roier: I'm taken, man. You know. I don't fucking care, man.

And then Spiderhalo ends, but guapoduo start.

I love guapoduo, but i miss spiderhalo, man.

/cries in multishipper

#qsmp #qsmp roier #qsmp cellbit #cellbit #qsmp guapoduo #roierqsmp #qsmp bbh #qsmp badboyhalo #badboyhalo #spiderhalo #q!badboyhalo #q!cellbit #q!bbh #q!roier

[evenmorebeetles]

I met the Team 7 cast this weekend, and they're all amazing oh my god. Yuri wore a shirt that said "Regulate guns, not drag." I was dressed in cosplay as Sasuke with my partner as Sakura, and when we met him he exclaimed, "My favorite couple!!!!" and was so excited over us. Kate bullied me for it tho, she said, in her Sakura voice, "I'm so cute! Of course Sasuke will fall in love with me and marry me and be a terrible husband!" and I nearly cried (but she drew a heart with my autograph so it's fine, she's amazing). They all did a panel together with Maile and Dave, and when Maile made a joke about Naruto being in love with Sasuke, Yuri said, "That kiss? Not accidental," and my brain exploded in multishipper. Maile said that recording the scenes where Naruto reunited with his parents and when Kurama dies got her really emotional. Kate said Team 7 should get put in Law and Order. Yuri bullied her into saying that other than Sakura, Sasuke is her favorite character. Maile's was Choji, Yuri's was Rock Lee, and Dave's was Gai. Kate told the crowd to stop lying to themselves because she knows they all secretly love Sakura. Dave, in his Kakashi voice, said, "Raising you guys was a pain in the butt," and Yuri said, in his Sasuke voice, "Thanks, dad." They all agreed that if they were in the Naruto universe, they would want Kakashi as a sensei. Dave said that the One Thousand Years of Death scene is emotionally important to him. Kate said she'd love to voice in South Park so that she could be mean to people. There was a solid minute where they all were just yelling each other's character names back and forth. Dave said he'd want to get drunk with Gai. Yuri said his favorite Sasuke quote to do is just the scoff. Someone directed a question specifically to Yuri, and Maile and Kate pretended to get up and walk off stage. I love them.

#naruto #sakura #naru #sasuke #kakashi #team 7 #ss #sns #sasunarusaku #sakura haruno #naruto uzumaki #sasuke uchiha #kakashi hatake #sasusaku

[markodragic]

(You can priv this ask or ignore if it makes you uncomfortable or anything, just sayin, this is a genuine message and I’m low-key kinda scared SKWMKW m 😭😭😭)

So I heard tumblr’s shutting down or like- something’s happening to it?? (Mary Beth would’ve cried smh)

And if it is

This is coming from a Morston shipper (a widely open multishipper actually) who you might recognise as one constantly appearing in your likes but was too much of a pussy to say more

No hate anons, nothing nasty at all, but it was I, your breb deliverer all along.. 😢

It was a peace truce my friend, and I’m sorry if it were a nasty shock, it was the only way of saying your posts are funny/cool and I appreciate them (in the weirdest way ever)

Thank you for the Hosea fucks Friday and for the bittersweet memories of all the bickering over fandom stuff and ships and the chaos that came with it, and all the small characters appreciation

I leave you this batch of fresh baked breb, for it may be the last ever.. so long.. ✨🧺 ✨

#ok

[onwriting-hrarby]

okay i finally saw it

and it was... nostalgic, sad, tragic, full of care, masterly animated, beautiful. truly the end of an era. when i read the manga chapters i skimmed through a lot unpurposefully, just because of the thrill, but getting to experience it in a slow, paced way and with such an amazing ost made a whole, whole difference

All the new added scenes made so much sense, and i specially liked armin and eren's convo (although i would have kept it shorter and it was a little bit on the nose, some bits). But reiner and jean's convo was amazing (THAT SHOT! The sworn enemies coming together and dying together and jean saying about the scouts.... the best boy confirmed). I could also finally feel Annie and armin's love, loved Pieck for her intelligence and wit, and cried a little bit with Levi.

But the mvp for this episode was Marina Inoue... every fucking time that Armin was on scene I was teary eyed. Every damn time. Armin was never one of my favourite characters but he's a pilar to the series and marina inoue just NAILED IT with her performance (i was legit thinking of @liquorisce all the time because armin was her fav and i would have DIED with such a performance).

and before proceeding with eremika... as a multishipper, i was VERY sad of the face jean made to mikasa when he said they had to kill eren (why so ugly, ma boy), and also sad that they skipped the "stay wih me, mikasa". Not only because of the rivamika ship but because I AM SICK AND TIRED OF THE ANIME SKIPPING THROUGH IMPORTANT ACKERMAN BITS. MY GOD. They are one and the same and their bond is fucking important to their development!!!!!!!!!! Levi saying "stay with me" is not an order but a pleading. Him saying "pull yourself together" is an order AND it diminishes their bond of caring as captain and subordinate.

nyway. Eremikas: we were fed. Raise to mappa for getting their faces right and beautiful. It was full of emotion, it was raw and compassionate and i loved them for that. They gave us exactly what i thought they would, was contended in silences but not in touches and it was so, so tragic. So tragic.

Best bit in my opinion? Mikasa and Armin with Eren's head. My boyfriend cried. We were: affected.

It started with EMA, it ends with EMA.

#attack on titan #Spoilers #Attack on titan season 4 #eremika #Arumika

[silverxcristal]

Clown and ice gay?🏳️‍🌈🤨

Yesssss ahejawhajwhawaaaahahahahawasa //cries

They are friends! And both of them are gay on their own yeye. Their relationship development is up to interpretation depending if you want to see them as being best friends or having a queerplatonic relationship or a romantic development, they are not officially canon on the comics like Frostbear and Grim.

I like people to feel free to ship and have fun with different combos so I have restricted myself for canonizing some, and restrict my neverending will to make shipping art of different characters... which is not really fun if I'm being honest, specially when you're a multishipper and people get pissed at you for what you ship and what you dont 🙃

...but good lord I personally ship them so much... here have an old comic I made like 2 years ago <- has a lot of unreleased sketches and comics regardless shipping

#ask

[meepmemez]

Htf rare ship:

Toothy x Mime cuz they're both adorable and fun goofballs

Mime trying to cheer up Toothy while he cries about his parents

Toothy making couples kandi braclets for the two

Both of them cross dressing together then leaving kiss marks all over each other's faces

*drops mic*

It feels great to be a multishipper

#happy tree friends #htf #htf toothy #htf mime #toothy #mime #happy tree friends toothy #happy tree friends mime

[ranpd]

oh no i am a hate anon and i am soso scared bc sage is going to throw sooooo many rocks at me…..

cries . runs away. wraps self in warm blankie. searches for a life on craigslist bc i obviously don’t have one

@lilac-multifandom-multishipper YOU DID IT🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

#take 10 psychic damage #MY BEAUTIFUL HUSBAND. SAVING ME FROM THE EVIL ANONS