I know a lot of you are still waiting for the official Stone Ocean anime page to post DIO’s model so have this scan shared on twitter by @syukuhukusiro.
My new favorite thing: Red Son is dating MK and Mei and everybody knows about it… except for Red Son.
In case you don’t read the asks I get, this is inspired by the asks I have been getting related to Macaque dating Red Son’s parents, except none of them told Red Son, so he assumes they are just friends, even when he happens upon them getting up to some much more than friends activities… so instead of realizing his parents are romantically involved with Macaque, he just learns some very incorrect lessons about what friends get up to together. 👀💦
I have to tell someone about what happened on my latest playthrough—
So. Gale and my Tav both died for the first time during the harpy fight.
After the fight ended, I was confused bc Gale’s projection cutscene wasn’t playing, but I chalked it up to a bug, ress’d us both and headed back to camp for a long rest.
Only, the game wouldn’t let me rest because it said one of my companions was in a conversation. Odd, because I could clearly see my whole party chilling around camp, and could talk to all of them, including Gale! Who was acting as if I had already followed his instructions. So who tf is keeping me from resting?? Then it hit me.
Shadowheart had summoned a spiritual weapon during the fight. And, after several minutes out of combat, it was still hanging around.
📩 Simblr question of the day: Your sim is having a heated discussion with someone about whether Cereal is a soup or not, what side are they on? 👀
( freely share this SQOTD around, anon or not, and use the hashtag " SQOTD " ~ 💛 )
Thanks for this!! Here we have Dulce and Ángel debating this topic as if they're being interviewed:
Very silly sequel to my other Fuuta/Mikoto duet art -- it turns out both VAs were in this singing group anime together! (I haven't seen any other Milgram vas overlap songs, and now I've found two for them, huh...) I cut the songs together to make a fun little duet, but the individual versions are here: 🔥 ⚾
The outfits are courtesy of @clover0101 's au here :D
“You’re absolutely incredible, Father,” Silver tells him, a reverence underlying every uttered word. He gazes at him with such awestruck eyes — even now, seventeen years later, long after Lilia had found him tucked away in a cradle, a baby abandoned in the woods, Silver still looks at him as though he hung the stars.
And although Lilia laughs — good-natured and humorous, as is expected of him after all — inwardly, his heart twists itself into knots. A piercing pain stabs through his chest as though an invisible enemy has driven the sharp end of their blade through his back. Bile lingers at the back of his mouth; Lilia does not dare reveal his dissipating magic, for how would Silver react to it? The fact that Lilia had taken from his meagre magic reserves to conjure up a spell with the intentions of helping him out?
Lilia cannot show weakness in the face of his son. He cannot. Silver holds him in such high regards, far, far higher than Lilia believes he deserves; he knows he is the centre of Silver’s world, the core of everything he holds dear, because how could he not be? At the end of the day, despite his encouraging Silver to spread his wings here at Night Raven College, it is always Lilia he comes to for everything and anything — for his advice, as though Lilia were dolling out the words of a wizened sage; to spend time with him, rather than go do something with his newfound friends.
What would Silver say, if Lilia were to reveal his weakening magic?
He cannot bear the thought of the watery pity in those familiar auroral eyes, the wretched pain that shall certainly rupture his features. Lilia cannot bear the thought of stripping Silver of his future by warning him ahead of time that he may have magic no longer — for what if Silver chooses to take care of him, to assist him, so wholly devoted to him?
And this is precisely why he has to leave — the sooner the better. Lilia cannot bear the thought of Silver — and by extension, Malleus and Sebek as well, the two of them also looking up to him for reasons Lilia feels he does not deserve. To have them watch as he grows weaker and weaker, ailing magic failing him for the first time in hundreds of years, his magestone growing dull as no more magic lingers within it…
Within him is a wounded beast, one that shrinks away at the idea of being seen in such a feeble state. To be regarded with such love and compassion, where they will surely do all they can to restore him to a weak mockery of his former glory. But Lilia is old, and even with their help, he is not sure if he will manage to pull through to see Silver grow into such a fine young man, to watch him and Sebek get knighted, to witness Malleus take the throne.
What is the point in delaying the inevitable?
Lilia has to leave. It’s all he can do, to spare them the miserable fate of their own futures decaying, to waste years of their life — Malleus’ and Sebek’s expendable, but Silver’s not — taking care of such a decrepit, dying fae.
It’s a mercy, in the end, one last gift from him to them.
(Posting this in the dead of night literally just so I stop fiddling with it.)
Some time ago, I saw a picture of Alaina Scott in a confusing bathing suit and wanted to see Glimmer in it. I have since made that happen because I can.