#;now there's an idea! | hc

[justices-blade]

8. A hazy memory

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tw // unspecified amounts of gore, dissociation.

battle rages. blurs in sparks and shines and peripheral movement he parries and strikes back at and drives into, into, into,

pierce, o blade; clean through.

so close; hear the arrhythmic thud of a dying heartbeat. feel the flailing limbs. hear the gurgle. you, them — sword's buried so deep it's the same anyways. red's seeping, splattering, spilling warm and wet, like the blood flowing through your veins from your heart through your limbs roaring in your ears is all red red red red

red. how much of yours is on the ground? ragged breath, gasping and burning. how long have you been fighting? red flies on the flags staked in the earth. red dyes the sky a brilliant hue of dying light. red drenches the earth and snow into a murky slop. caladbolg is ripped out of a laguz corpse whose body was his seconds ago, trailing red in its wake.

red. his blade is red, his hands are red his coat is red. his coat is red. his coat is red. is it the dye or the blood? his coat is red.

your coat is red. there. feeling clearer? hold it, hold it tight. your hands are still slippery. hold it steady.

now, remind me. red is the color of:

daein

death

a hero

home

what?

a— a hero can't falter. he is death he is devastation he is ruin, he is a blade dyed crimson for, for, for,

for daein, this is why this all started, that's why he's doing this, this is why he's here slipping in snow and gore and cleaving people's limbs off and skewering them one after another, they ignore that he's fifteen and covered in blood because daein's turned children to soldiers before had to use them because theres noone else this is why he's fighting this is why he's trailing red behind him like an open wound this is why he's dragging a hundred hundred bodies with him everywhere he goes,

red is the color of a hero. but they never told him about the weight of it, the weight of the color red, they never told him about the wailing at night the hands at his ankles and the way it sticks and clings, they never told him about how he can't wash it off his damn hands no matter how hard he scrubs, but

a hero gets to go home.

don't they? triumphant and smiling and welcomed back by everyone they love.

but when is the last time he heard about a hero who gets to go home? fell honorably on the front lines, martyred for the cause, executed for insurrection and unrest when all they wanted was to be home.

is he a hero? can he go home? he wants to go home.

red is the color of a hero. the hero wants to go home.

#yeah remember that dissociative reaction i talked about in the tags about some point #his ptsd. its bad #;answered #ty for the ask!! #valflaame #trying to put in variety between hee hee love in the edward and oh god kid do you need a hug. is it working #;stories by the campfire | drabble #;now there's an idea! | hc

[eyes-of-nine]

pls assume i'm thinking about this moment 24/7 all week every week

#ahsjgdh i love the young xianle quartet sm they're almost barely not traumatized...kinda #they're very silly especially in retrospect #aaa i do also really want to draw young xie lian and mu qing but the idea of rendering that much gold detailing sounds like hell ywy #i'll do it but christ alive #my art #fanart #tgcf #tgcf fanart #tgcf spoilers #technically #also i haven't read past book 3 for now ywy #tian guan ci fu #heaven official's blessing #feng xin #hua cheng #...he gets one tag bc i'm not keeping track of all the aliases #every time i draw hc his hair gets worse and worse #my man has not seen a hairbrush in the past 800 or so years of his existence

[vumigumied]

Got stuck in a portal call that portalstuck

#saw a voice hc for jake that was just wheatley and it was all downhill from there #dirk strider #homestuck #finally got this idea out of my system now time to burn these files off my laptop #dirkjake

[doctorsiren]

paint it over

#doctorsiren #ace attorney #miles edgeworth #gregory edgeworth #ace attorney fanart #mitski #art #digital art #my art #fanart #procreate #I think about this a lot #how like…now he’s his dad’s age… #and he has glasses like his dad #my HC: he’s always needed glasses. but von karma wouldn’t allow him to get them because then he wouldn’t be ‘perfect’ #and that perfectionist mindset stuck with him for a long while #and it wasn’t until the 7yg that he finally was able to feel okay enough with the idea of having glasses #that he actually got them #ik this art is like angsty but I actually think he would be really happy to see a little bit of his father in his own reflection #he goes from being more like Von Karma to finally becoming more like his own father #ALSO!! because he has those memory issues…😨

[umbrvx]

[ @orvwomenweek ] ljh + childhood || day 2

#omniscient reader's viewpoint #orv #lee jihye #ljh #orvww #AGHHHHHHHHHH [RIPS MY SHIRT OFF] #conceptualized sketched developed and colored this mostly within 2 classes. #still just barely made it within the day #CHRIST. i was scaring my classmate w how frantically i was drawing #i went from having noooo idea what to do for today to being very ambitious. ehe #na bori cameo btw #also woe. lee jihye design hc be upon ye (its very slight though) #i gotta rest my wrist now. GOOD NIGHT

[pachnychnyszek]

has anyone done this yet

#hermitcraft #hermitcraft 10 #hermitcraft season 10 #hermitblr #hc s10 #hc #geminitay #grian #hermitcraft grian #this idea has been bouncing sround my head for like a few weeks now. i need to curse you lot with the knowledge too

[floweroflaurelin]

I’m trying to get back into the swing of painting, so as a warmup I made this!! Morgan the dog belongs to my friend @theminecraftbee and is the bestest girl <3

#floweroflaurelin art #maybe I’ll add pet portraits to my comms cause this was fun :D #Morgan my beloved <3 #comms are closed for now but I plan to open them up again soon! #I also have about 6 million painting ideas that were building up while I was sick so the moment I’m able to I plan on just. painting tons #i NEED to paint pix’s new sos vigils #also I can’t believe I haven’t made any hc 10 art I don’t think????? #I need to paint gem’s whole vibe. and Joel kissing etho’s neck. and the permit office. wait what was that middle one

[starrystevie]

obsessed with the idea that eddie is just dying to propose to steve. he’s thought about it since ‘87 when they moved in together for the first time, eating cold pizza on the only old ratty couch they could afford, sweaty and tired but home. in ‘92 when steve graduated with his education degree and already had an offer on the table from the local elementary school. in ‘01 when steve grinned over his shoulder with teary eyes at eddie as he held the newest member of the party in his arms with a flash of red hair peeking out over his elbow. 

eddie has wanted to drop down on one knee at some point every single day that they had been together. the sterling silver ring he bought a few months after they started dating had been burning a hole in his sock drawer or jacket pocket or guitar case or wherever else he thought it’d be safe. steve just had to flash him that smile and those eyes one time back in ‘86 after they had saved the world and he had eddie hook, line and sinker.

they had moved to boston in ‘94 to follow nancy and robin because of course they had, and it was in 2003 when eddie got his shot. there had been murmurings for weeks before it happened, newscasters and friends and random people in coffeeshops all seemed to talk about it possibly happening. eddie kept that little black box in his coat pocket everyday until it was announced just in case the perfect moment came. 

when it did, when the ruling was announced and steve turned to eddie with tears in his eyes and determination on his face, they both fell on one knee at the same time. it was like it happened in slow motion, eddie fumbling in his pocket as he bent down and steve mirroring his movements until they both were laughing wildly with out-stretched hands holding onto the small pieces of jewelry. 

“what the fuck, steve?!” eddie shouted through a laugh, the tears on his face a mix of elation and from laughing. “i’ve had this planned for years, don’t ruin it!” 

and steve looked back with a matching grin, wide and open and so full of joy that it blinded eddie. “and what do you think i’ve been doing, sitting on my ass just waiting for you?” he wiped at his face with the back of his hand and pushed out the ring the tiniest bit further. “i’ve had this thing for damn near 20 years!” 

it was perfect, it was messy and it was so intrinsically them to both have been planning to propose to each other only to end up doing it at the same time. eddie couldn’t even be mad that the speech he had memorized for years would go to waste. maybe he’d just repurpose it for his vows instead.

#steddie #steddie headcanon #as per usual i get to work with an idea in my head and cant stop until i write it down #now it's time to do my actual work i suppose #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie hc #steve x eddie #my writing #1k #2k #3k #4K

[leathfaic]

I've been sitting on a headcanon for over a year now because I know that once I put it out I will want to expand on it.

But fuck it what is one more writing project?

I want Ghost to be fucking paranoid about Laswell finding out about him and Johnny. Not even because she would necessarily tear them apart but because she would absolutely use it. To her advantage and thus potentially against them.

Send them out on a dangerous undercover op for months under the guise of having left so they could be together. Infiltrating some dubious PMC perhaps that doesn't quite care, they're getting the Ghost and his Sergeant after all, if they just look the other way. What a fucking deal and how dumb the government is to let those 2 become mercenaries just because they like to fuck each other. One wrong step one wrong word and they might both end up dead.

But far more than physical harm just the threat of keeping them apart if they don't comply. Days that easily spin into weeks and months that they just keep missing each other, mission beginning before the other gets back from his current one. Until Laswell pointedly asking if they are going to behave this time is "graciously" giving them another chance to work together.

Because really, there's nothing they can do, right? They could be dishonourably discharged for fraternisation and instead Laswell is "only" using it to twist their arms.

Price, even if he knows can't really help them either because again, any kind of ruckus about this and it could end so much worse.

Soap probably has a little more faith in Laswells morals, although I'm sure the more they work together the more that quickly fades and he understands Ghost's caution. That woman got to where she is in life for a reason.

So they are still close with each other when she's around. Would be weird if they stopped all of a sudden, bound to draw her attention too. But always minding a careful line. Keeping it to the "brothers in arms". Never giving away too much. And sometimes that stings even more. When Ghost sees Johnny's need for physical contact and can't do more than give him a manly pat on the shoulder. Torn apart by the need to hold him.

When Soap notices that Ghost isn't sleeping on an op, knowing he should be there and talk him through the night until the bad dreams fade and Ghost gets at least a few hours of shut-eye. Nothing he can offer but empty phrases and a dumb comment about Ghost clearly needing to get laid.

They both know of course. What they really mean. It's still grating.

Better than it could be if she knew though. Worth to keep what they have safe.

#please dont get me wrong i love laswell so much #i just think this is an interesting way to think about her and how far she is willing to go for “whats right” #and the things shes willing to sacrifice #and ghost having dealt with so many kinds of betrayal from superiors is just immediately wary of her #like he clearly states that he doesnt fully trust her in alone #because he doesnt really trust anyone but price when it comes to upper brass #idek the idea has been haunting me for a while now #ghostsoap #soapghost #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #cod mwii #johnny soap mactavish #cod #cod mw2 #ghoap #cod hc #kate laswell

[isjasz]

The brainrot continues (Blame @vesperionnox and @cherrysherin we are dragging the whole server down with this au)

Part 1

#desert duo #LoSBotwAU #grian #goodtimeswithscar #pearlescentmoon #solidaritygaming #desert duo au #totk spoilers #if you squint #my art #isdoodles #i thought i got over this -> gets dragged back into this au immediately upon one mention #i really should have a tag for this au but i have no idea LMAO IT HAS PPL FROM HC EMPIRES AND LIFE SERIES HOW ARE U SUPPOSED TO NAME IT #the struggle has been resolved: jimmy is now a rito because canary dying first is just too good #scheduled so i dont procrastinate on posting this again #tumblr only bc bless tumblr for accepting more than 4 images <3 i have no idea how to post these on twt so nope LOL #(edit: nvm i caved im still gonna post some) #goddamn i need to get in the habit of posting more or THEY ALL PILE UP #OFOJASIOEJEKALJKSJ IM SO NORMAL OVER THIS AUUUUU #tho it has been slowing turning from desertduo angst into we must draw everyone in this au and put grian in links every outfit #still id call that a win #and btw feel free to send me any ask about this au ill be happy to answer HASJAHHAS #insanity in a nutshell: whatever this is #yeah idk what the dark link one means either idk enough about his lore to make sense of it HELPDDP #THE CRISIS HAS BEEN RESOLVED IT HAS A TAG NOW CHECK IT OUT HEHEHEHRH #yep its just the legend of scar we are geniuses LMAOAOAO

[elis-corner]

Soda Tabs

‘So… What am I meant to do with this?’ Grian cocked his head to the side, bringing the trinket you had just handed him closer to his face. To the best of his knowledge, it was merely a soda tab—nothing extraordinary or worth anything. Although, he had to admit its metallic shimmer was quite admirable.

‘You collect soda tabs with the fulcrum intact and give them to someone, normally a partner,’ you explained. You pointed to the point where the tab would normally be connected to a can by. ‘They give them back to you in exchange for a kiss.’

Grian lowered his hand, flipping the tab in the air with a satisfying click each time it landed atop his nail. His eyes made a beeline for yours, holding your gaze for a long moment before saying, ‘So… if I give this back to you…?’ Your head tilted backwards slightly in order to give him a nod of confirmation, but the moment he caught the direction you were moving your head he tossed it back at you. ‘Well?’

His wings surround you in a familiar embrace, shielding the world’s view of you as your lips meet.

|------{ }------|

‘Grian I… I don’t think I want to know how you got so many in the space of a week…’

‘Building the back of your base requires a lot of fuel, you know!’

‘Three hundred and thirty eight cans though?’ You stare at the pile of soda tabs lying in front of you. ‘It’s the shimmer. Birds can’t resist shiny things,’ you tease.

Grian shrugged. ‘Nor can I resist you.’

‘Charming, bird boy.’ Your eyes wander back up to meet his once again. Sighing, you accept your fate. ‘Pucker up, Buttercup.’

#drabble #mcyt x reader #hc x reader #hermitcraft x reader #grian x reader #g x reader #grian <3 #i had the idea legit in JULY and never did anything cause writers block #lol it's done now #x reader #my writing

[justices-blade]

A memory they can’t let themselves forget

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In the first weeks, it was almost okay — Okay that the Missus is dead, that the old orphanage burned down the other week, too. People felt bad because they're so little, but if they really felt bad enough they'd've taken them in, right? It was always oh you poor dears, aren't you lot from the orphanage? it must be so hard, and never come in and sit with us, eat with us, you're safe, welcome home.

(But, let's be real; Who in their little neighbourhood could afford to take in two growing boys with nothing to gain, anyways? If they could, the orphanage would've been empty, no screaming Missus, no seven and twenty-one in the closet. He might even remember their names.

If they could, there would be no orphanage.

If they could, Ma wouldn't have left.)

He is eight, it is fall, and he hasn't learned enough. Finch's face is haggard and too tired-looking for a kid who's six. ████ doesn't care about what his own looks like.

What came in from begging trickled to a halt. They scavenged little things — A bruised apple here, half a loaf of stale bread there, an overcooked slab of meat every now and then. Then, they started nicking, when it still just wasn't enough — Fresher berries, jars of milk from big, big batches, a cookie from the counter. For a while, it's easy to sneak away little things at the harvest markets, but Winter watches and waits like Missus' shadow at the top of the stairwell, like the empty hooks on their coat-wall.

Finch knows what'll happen if it gets to them. Finches should migrate for the winter. So should ████, but he isn't one. Finch cries into his knees. Over the cold, over his scraped knees, his sister, his rumbling tummy, over how much he misses the Missus and the meat pies she made when they were good.

(That's ridiculous. Is it? The Missus took care of them. The Missus swung her cane. He still doesn't know what being good is. The Missus is dead.)

The bakery with the green paint sells meat pies, but it's hard to steal from that bakery. He knows what the smart choice is. He chooses the reckless one anyways.

He tries, he really does. But his hands are cold and don't move right. The haggard desperation in his eyes is visible from a mile away. The baker catches him pie-handed. The boy braces for the screaming and the walloping, but it never happens. Instead she's looking at him with this sad, sad look in her eyes and kneels, beckons him closer.

She tells him her name — Miss Birkett — And, oh, he's been stealing her milk for a month now. He thinks she knows. She does. She laughs anyways, hearty and warm, moves to take the pie back, half-crumpled from his vice grip, pauses in stroking a hand through his hair when he flinches.

easy now, she says, or something like it. stay here, she tells him after, and he really, seriously thinks about running away while she's not looking, but he's tired, and his feet won't move right, and he doesn't know what to say to Finch when he comes back empty-handed. She turns around before he's even counted to fifteen, two fresh bags in her hands, pressing them into his palms with a smile.

...

what?

Grey eyes stare wide, disbelieving, immediately clutching the two bags to his chest.

... why?

She tells him he's been causing trouble. She tells him that the milk orders are important for what she can sell that day; How one can of it can make a batch of delicious cookies. She tells him they're all trying to get by, so he can't just steal from anybody. But it's all gentle in tone — No harsh edges. She takes his shaking hands and says that he doesn't need to be afraid. The fear that's been clawing up his throat slowly but surely becomes replaced with — guilt. Real, true guilt. Not guilt forged with the hammer of a cane. Just...

She can't take him in, she says. His face falls. But, she continues — If he comes back tomorrow to help her with kneading the dough, she'll give him two more pies. Her eyes are gentle crescents.

i can't tell you to stop if you want to live, kid. but we help eachother here in this corner of nevassa. we need to stick together when times are hard; not take from eachother. everyone appreciates some help here.

that makes sense, doesn't it?

He thinks of Finch. He thinks of how the kids were always fighting eachother. Thinks of how much easier it was to share chores, or swap what you didn't like, even if the Missus got angry at them for it. He thinks about how the two girls stopped fighting and started cleaning up the broken plate on their own. He thinks of how much more miserable it feels to keep something to himself instead of share it with his brother. It does — It makes sense.

He doesn't remember what else she said, but the warmth of the woman's hands and the bags in his, the look on Finch's face when he brought back the pies etch out a warm space in his chest. Some gentle, cloudy feeling sets in there; A vague puddle of beorc-being, of every one of them rolling in the same street-dust. If they're all having a hard time, there's no reason to make any of it harder. He doesn't want to — Doesn't want anyone else to have to be scared of the winter, to cry from hunger, to sit abandoned on a cold doorstep with cut feet and no shoes.

As much as he hesitates in going back the next day, wrestling with learned fear again —

He goes to help. Because he wants to.

... He thinks this is good.

#;answered #rockroselazuli #ty!!! #this ended up a lot longer than intended but. well #edward is very went through a lot but came out all the kinder for it to me #;stories by the campfire | drabble #;now there's an idea! | hc

[theanimeroom]

No bc baji putting his hair up is a whole different breed like as soon as he puts it up I'm just spazzing out cutely bc of how fine he is

LIKE

WHO LET HIM COOK?!

WHO LET THIS MAN BE SO FINE?!?!

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

WHO LET THIS MAN COOK IS FUCKING RIGHT LIKE?????

let us discuss 💎 fine ass!baji keisuke who’s hair is too long for anyone’s good, even his own.

now the man has an immense love for his hair. like don’t ever ask him to cut it, because the answer is no. but although he loves his hair, he really fucking hates his hair. it gets in his face all the time when he’s doing literally anything, he has to get it trimmed every month to ensure that it stays healthy, and although he would never cut it, the mop on his head makes him want to rip it out with his bare hands on a daily basis.

aside from that though, the main reason he would never even consider cutting his hair was because of you.

you’d always talked about baji’s hair and how much it turned you on to see him put it up in a ponytail, especially when he was about to fight. you hated seeing the man getting violent with someone else, but you’d let him tussle as much as he wanted if it meant getting to watch his wrap the little elastic band around his hair, pulling it up and away from his face in hurried motions.

it was a beautiful sight, one for your ears and pussy alike. your favorite sight was when he was laid out between your legs, eyes watching you with a smirk as he grabbed the locks in two fistfuls, making it as neat as possible before typing the band around it, letting the bun sit where you could see it perfectly as he dove into his favorite meal.

this is becoming canon for me to say this but… he’d never clue you in on the fact that his favorite sight was when your head was thrown back in pleasure, desperate whimpers escaping you as you clawed at his head so much the band ended up falling out, your fingers immediately finding purchase in the locks, pulling tightly as the other band in your stomach unraveled within you.

#blues asks 💎 #blues anons 💙 #god i want to kiss this man 😩🫶🏽 #i also want to braid his pretty black hair #dammit now i have another drabble idea goodbye for now #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo rev smut #baji keisuke smut #baji #baji keisuke #baji smut #tr #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tokyo rev x y/n #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x you #tokyo rev headcanons #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev hcs

[gay-robot-boyfriends]

CLICK THE KEEP READING

It's a whole ass mini comic about them kissing asdkjashdkjhasjkdh This was supposed to be a cute 5-6 panel comic, but things got out of hand, and it got low-key unhinged along the way.

asdalskjklasdklj This uses the HC that Zero is a warbot who's been built to scan his surroundings for potential threads all the time. Edit: GAAH!!! My french ass wrote threads instead of threats I FIXED IT!! I SWEAR I'M NOT STUPID (not that much) ENGLISH IS MY SECOND LANGUAGE! ASDKJA

#xzero #I've been working on this the whole week in my free time #RAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH #I kept thinking about the ASK about their first kiss #I still don't think I have any real HC on it #this was just an idea #i like blush #a lot #i think it's cute #I just like the idea that they've both been wanting to kiss each other #for a really long time #and when it happens its almost surreal #and they get lost in the moment #but get snapped out of it #now they get to be an awkward mess #not knowing how to be normal about approaching each other anymore #let the slowburn begin!! #RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH #my art #mega man x #Zero #what is sleep? #this has 29 panels #tumblr apparently allows a maximum of 30 #I didn't plan this dsFSDLKFJLSDKJ

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

In one of the episodes, Jun mentioned that she wanted to pierce her ears twice. in your version she has already done this?

oh dude you either have memory of a steel trap or someone had a good rewatch recently! But, wow, tbh I do not remember this and in HoM AU designs I only delibarately added earrings/piercings to Kim and Jake to sort of break their design more from their og looks (especially Kim lol, I barely changed her anything xD) but also for practical in-verse reasons. I didnt even think about Jun or anyone else... but you know? I like it, so now she does!

AND now she got 7 of them!!! Some are just simple hoops or studs, but others are magical gem stones for emergencies (small spells and protections), and she can just swap them out when needed.

After you mentioned it, I wonder why out of all characters Jun is like almost the only one without piercings of any sorts? I mean even Lila got a fang earring and she has been human-shaped for like less than a year?? Which led me to a headcanon:

What if Jun's invulnerability is so strong she couldn't even get piercings in a normal human way? So, going with her Mom or her friends to get her ears pierced in a mall was out of the question. She and Jasmine had to enchant a needle/make a spell (or maybe just visit a monster beauty salon), just for her to do it and after they just show up to her parents like: "Oh look Barbara, Michael, I took Jun to pierce her ears, doesn't she look wonderful?'

And later Jun just took the needle/spell to covertly make more piercings with her friends, which Ophelia was more than happy to do. The other three she got a bit later over the years. ;D

#que? #hom au #hom au q&a #juniper lee #the life and times of juniper lee #i dont know why i never gave Jun any earrings its such a great idea! &i dont even know for sure if its true or not about her mentioning it #i think its because i kept drawing her with short hair that cover her ears and it totally escaped my mind #but now i have a lovely hc so thank you anon. #it also rises the question about how does she get her vaccination shots every year. do Jasmine and her fake them??? lol

[sketchyracoon]

I'll admit it I watched Nimona and it changed my brain chemistry.

#my art #nimona #i have like seven dif wips of nimona fanart in the files #im like obsessed obsessed #love the idea of ambrosius slowly learning his own personal style after the movie and he starts with the most silly active wear imaginable #like a mesh shirt and muscle shirt hoodie is probably terrible for workouts idk tho i dont really workout #also i love the HC that ballister and Ambrosius got matchign sword and sheild tats but then i was like oh what if its bal's sword #then i remembered that part of the hc is that bals tat was lost in the arm chopping so what if then amb lost his in the whole director stuf #but not fully cause of scarring and stuff #i also have half a dozen comic sketches cause the movie got me to read it #both are now very special to me in different ways