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buwheal · 2 months
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We can't hear it Spam, but it's real to you. I get auditory hallucinations a lot, and usually what helps me is a distraction. Maybe... name 5 things you can see? Or make paper airplanes with old messages, or draw some pictures. Otherwise, I'm sure someone has a crossword or story they can send you to help you out!
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zeb-z · 8 months
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I would kill a man to get Foolish a seat at the Ordem Paranormal: Quarentena table to be perfectly clear
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cobaltfluff · 4 months
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AND THERE IT IS! HIROKO UTSUMI'S SIGNATURE MOVE!! REFLECTED IN THE EYE OF YOUR SOULMATE!!!!!!!!
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intotheelliwoods · 11 months
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I have the urge to join some random discord servers to lurk around in who wants me in their server
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brutal-nemesis · 6 months
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E&T: A Truly Slothful Start
*points at Erebus* Bro is NOT built for this lmao (btw I drew the sloth demon a v long time ago enjoy)
Suggested battle music: Grandma (Destruction) from NieR: Automata (spotify | youtube)
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Ingredients: combat whump we fight monster, amputation hehe (not gory tho!), slight drowning, undescribed eye whump
PART III: Untitled World
The things that hit him first were the suffocating darkness and the awful chill in the air.
Erebus knew he didn’t belong here. All around him, strange rock formations jutted out every which way, no sign of life among them. There didn’t seem to be any source of light, and yet everything was clearly visible, casting hardly any shadow. The silence was nearly absolute, pressing in on his ears. The only thing he could hear was the freakishly loud sound of his own heartbeat, amplified by the collar around his neck.
Wait, the collar-he reached up for it, fingers closing around the awful strip of leather that he’d been forced to wear since the start of his captivity. He had a sword, he had claws, and N...no one would make him wear another one if he broke it. So he should take it off, right? He should destroy it. He’d always hated it, the way it meant he was owned, how it let-let people put leashes on him and lead him around like a dog. She...she’d said it herself, that he had to wear it so he wouldn’t forget that he belonged to her, but now they were...not together. So it shouldn’t matter. 
But he couldn’t stop thinking about when she’d taken it off for the procedure with the envy demon, about how utterly, embarrassingly exposed he’d felt without that stupid collar. Maybe the feeling would pass, and he would just have to get used to being without it. He hadn’t worn one for the vast majority of his life, so it should be easy to adjust back, right? Besides, it was more than just a collar, it was a way for her to know if someone other than her was touching him, and that was violating, it was...it was a way for her to know he was alive. Assuming it worked, assuming whatever signal it was could be sent to another world.
Erebus lowered his hands, still chained together, as he blinked away tears. He-he was really here, in this other world with only a slim chance of ever going back. He’d take every tie to his old life he could get, no matter how painful. And if the spell on the collar worked, then…he owed it to her to let her know he was still alive. He could wear the collar for a little while longer. The muzzle, on the other hand...he didn’t mind tearing that off and throwing it away in the slightest.
Shakily, he stood, grabbing the sheathed sword in front of him. Being expected to fight was…strange. But, looking at himself now, he was practically designed for this, almost every modification giving him some sort of advantage. It made his blood run cold to think about how this had been the plan from the start, how obvious it seemed now. He wanted to lay down and sob and process what had happened, but everything was so different and strange that he didn’t feel safe enough to let his guard down like that. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he buckled the sword belt around his waist and began looking around.
Behind where he’d appeared, there was a bag lying on the ground. Inside was a cloak with holes for his wings, a knife, and a bedroll. Well, better than nothing, but he wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do about food and water or lighting a fire. Maybe that demon tongue would be coming in handy, after all. He put on the cloak, grateful to have something to help him keep warm in this place, along with the shoes he still had on from their trip to the desert.
Nothing else here, he began carefully making his way along one of the stone cliffs, leaning on it since there had never been a chance to fully heal the gash in his leg. Progress was slow, and maybe it would have been a good time to think things through, but he couldn’t stop tears from forming in his eyes at the mere thought of what had happened, so instead he just focused on the pain in his leg, flaring up brighter with every step.
Time felt impossible to grasp, as if this place was outside of it entirely, but at some point Erebus reached the end of the maze of stone. He was greeted with what looked like a vast ocean, but the water was unnaturally calm, not a single ripple on the glass-like surface. Had there been stars above, it would have been beautiful, but under the canopy of uniform blackness, it just looked like a cold, empty void. 
Erebus hesitated to step out in the open, no walls to protect him, but the silence was so absolute that he couldn’t imagine there was another living thing anywhere near him. His leg didn’t hurt quite as much anymore despite how much he’d been walking, so he was able to hobble to the water’s edge and investigate, setting the pack down to make moving around a little easier. The sword, however, still hung at his side, just in case. 
The water was clear, and as far as he could tell, there was no sign of life in it whatsoever. It was jarringly different from the seaside at home, where you could hardly take a step without spotting a shellfish or aquatic plant. Here, it was just pebbles, no broken shells or bits of dead coral among them. He crouched and dipped a finger in, finding the water both cold and salty. The ripples created by his finger traveled far, seeming to get bigger as they traveled along. Suddenly, even bigger ripples rushed to meet them from farther out, and Erebus’s stomach knotted in terror as he bolted upright, pulling out the sword, having to hold it with both hands since they were still chained.
He strained his eyes in the darkness, looking for whatever had caused the disturbance. Was that...there was something  in the water out there, he was sure of it. He took a few steps back, sword still held in front of him, watching the strange shape grow larger and larger as it approached. The moment the tip of its nose emerged, the surface of the water erupted, spraying Erebus with cold mist and shooting tendrils out into the open air that coalesced into a large sort of web. Arches of water now crisscrossed all throughout the space, severely limiting how much he could fly around, especially since he never had a chance to practice it much. In the middle of the watery network was a large bubble, and when he saw what was inside it, Erebus’s jaw dropped.
The creature was enormous, big enough to swallow him whole in one bite. Its pale gray body was long, with two pairs of flippers that were almost as big as Erebus and a webbed, spiny ridge going down its back. A cruel, curved hook jutted out from the end of its tail, almost as sharp-looking as its conical teeth. As Erebus looked at it in horror, it turned its gaze to him, its blank white eyes staring into his own identical pair. So this…this must be a sloth demon. He was supposed to fight that? 
He could leave, just run and hide, this thing couldn’t follow him through those rocky canyons, he could stop and take a moment to think, but this was an enemy right in front of him, and no matter how terrifying, it had revealed itself, no more surprises. Erebus tightened his grip. If he could-could beat this thing then he could really rest. It would be safe here. He would be that much closer to going h…somewhere that wasn’t here. He could do this. He had to.
Despite how much he was shaking, Erebus took flight and approached, finding it difficult to do so while he was holding the sword, but not enough for him to fall out of the air. The demon just watched as he flew past the jets of water, and Erebus hated those blank white eyes boring into him, which just made him loathe his own all that much more. How…how exactly was he supposed to attack it? It was so huge and he couldn’t see any kind of obvious weakness, not to mention that it was surrounded by a sphere of water. While he knew his eyes worked underwater, he could only imagine his wings would be a hindrance, not to mention the heavy sword. 
Maybe…maybe he should just retreat for now. Come up with a plan and come back. This was just…it was too much. Reassuring himself that the demon couldn’t follow him, he cautiously turned around and started to weave his way through the tendrils of-there was a sharp jerk on his wing, and suddenly Erebus was being dragged through the air, crashing into pillars of water as he went, barely registering the splash of his sword hitting the sea below as he scrambled to get his wing free of-of-it was that hook it was pierced through the top of Erebus’s wing he couldn’t get it out his fingers were slippery and freezing and useless he had to do something kick his legs flap his wings anything-
Just as those awful teeth came into view, Erebus managed to swing himself back, but the chain on his wrists was caught, wrapped around a tooth, his fall jerked to a halt, he was hanging by his wrists, the hook was gone but his wing wouldn’t work, he had to do something, that eye was so big and so close, watching him struggle, the beast’s throat humming with an ancient growl, hungry, he couldn’t just let this happen, he grabbed the tooth with his left hand and the chain with his right, he could do this, pull himself up enough to-
The great jaws snapped shut, and Erebus tumbled into the water below. 
Cold shocked his system, despite the fact that his left arm felt like it was on fire. 
He couldn’t stay down here. He had to get to the surface.
But, down there, a faint glint. Metal. His sword. His only hope of winning.
He swam towards it, progress slow and painful and-
His left hand was gone. 
There wasn’t time to mourn it. 
His remaining hand wrapped around the hilt of the sword. It was heavy, too heavy for him to swim up with. 
He was running out of air. He had to try. This couldn’t be the end. Not here. Not so soon after-
The hook pierced through his wing again, and it was all he could do to hold onto his sword this time around.
The sloth demon pulled him up and out of the water with its tail, tossing him high into the air as it opened its great jaws to swallow him whole. His wings torn and useless, all Erebus could do was flap them desperately and hope it would be enough, hope he could at least-his foot landed on one of those teeth, holding him for just a moment before he slipped, but it was enough to aim his sword hold it steady launch himself down drive that point right down into the demon’s eye paint that awful soulless white with red hear the roar of agony so loud he could feel it in his bones and now the water was collapsing falling back down the great corpse falling with it he had to get away wrench the sword out jump back splash into the water struggle to the surface to the shore drag himself out of the water collapse on the shore and breathe.
He-he’d won, but just barely, and the losses were-Erebus bit back tears, looking away from the ragged stump at the end of his left arm. There was no way he could survive six more fights like that.
This horrible, hostile place was going to destroy him, and there would be nothing left of him to go back home.
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apollosgiftofprophecy · 3 months
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We did it!!!! Apollo won the poll and is officially prettier than Aphrodite!
AS HE SHOULD BE
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Books of 2024: THE GIRL IN RED by Christina Henry.
We took a trip to Red River Gorge this weekend, and I both started and finished this book while we were there! It was a very speedy read.
While I did really enjoy the genre-savvy protag, I was expecting more Wolf Presence in a Little Red Riding Hood retelling, either literally or metaphorically (I mean, come on, look at that cover??). There were a couple references to (metaphorical) wolves and one coyote-man comparison early on (also metaphorical), but it felt like the Wolf Motif mostly was dropped, which was an Interesting Choice™, given that the plot entire was Red walking through an apocalypse and the forest to her grandmother's house. (Yes, she really goes by Red, which is not her name--she just really likes her red outerwear.)
This was also much more ongoing-apocalypse than post-apocalypse, and said apocalypse is referred to in-book as "the Cough" (publication date: June 2019?? wild). Family Units are endangered and fall sick on page, be warned! In addition to the Cough, there's also quite a bit of gore (via both brutal axe murders (self defense) and chest bursting a la Alien (which is the in-book comparison lol--see "genre-savvy protag")(admittedly this chest bursting subplot did feel very What The Hell Is This Fresh Bullshit, and not exactly cohesive with the rest of the story...not sure why that's in there lmao)).
Again: Quick read! Not super complicated or twisty, but it was a nice simple read after making it through THE BITCH QUEEN CHRONICLES, and I'm glad I read it for my own LRRH retelling reasons.
#books of 2024#book photography#my photography#the girl in red#christina henry#lrrh#forreal though i am SO GLAD i didn't try to start this one while my whole family actively had COVID lmaoooo#(we just got over it finally)#and it was perhaps not the BEST choice to take to an isolated cabin in the woods but i WAS right that the forest walks vibes were on point#SERIOUSLY WHERE WERE THE WOLVES#AT LEAST A WOLF!!#i really thought one character we met toward the end might be Wolfish but. he was just a genuinely nice guy#that was lowkey a disappointment ngl#also the Cough/crawler thing felt. out of place and unresolved.#like she (the author) could've picked ONE of those threads they weren't both necessary??#and then the chest bursting/crawler thing wasn't. resolved. at all??#like the protag even said in narration she was just gonna let it go not her business??? also disappointing.#(it also happened with like five pages left in the whole book so. not sure what else to expect)#the whole book was literally trying to get to grandma's but it wasn't a beat for beat fairy tale retelling#(mine is beat for beat. or it will be. when i get to revising.)#(but we both have fucked up post apocalyptic viral/bacterial end of world scenarios leading to our Reds so i thought maybe a good comp.)#(not actually a good comp besides vibes though.)#OH AND SASHA (mine) AND RED (henry's) ARE BOTH NARRATIVELY AWARE#like red knows genre stuff (horror movies and scifi and survivalist things)#but i want sasha to be aware that she's In The Fairy Tale but weirdly and meta about it. so there's SOME similarity but not quite the same.#i did not like how her whole family dies horrible deaths#(spoilers i suppose)#(but you know by the first chapter that she's alone so. is it a spoiler.)#anyway i have a surprising amount of thoughts about this actually so i guess it did something to my brain?? which is nice?? i guess?#easy prose and very predictable otherwise lol
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navxry · 7 months
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Now that I have finished the silly event because tbh I'm sick and need a tiny break, I am tempted to send some special endings in drabbles to specific people
@meimeimeirin @kopidense @fffiii y'all better be sure to have your submissions open or I WILL find a blog that has them open
(yes this is a threat /silly)
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jvzebel-x · 10 months
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"You can’t quantify humanity. You can’t measure it—not the way you mean to. People are passionate and flawed and fallible. They make mistakes. Their memories fade. Their eyes deceive them."
x. "If We Were Villains", M.L. Rio
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evildog · 7 months
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….i just found a fic i wrote over a year ago and its…actually good
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butwhatifidothis · 2 years
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Me: Man, even if I prefer other ships, I can at least appreciate Claude///leth for finally having a lord/leth ship have the two be on equal standing with each other growth wise, where the two actually show off traits to the other that signify them as nice stand-alone characters that also happen to grow with each other quite well. It’d be a shame if any spinoff media were to completely fuck with the one thing I like about this ship-
Hopes: *heavily implies, if not outright state, that Claude only has any semblance of curiosity, morals, or trust if and only if he is in the general presence of Byleth and that he’d be literal garbage without them giving him good traits through osmosis*
Me: 
Me: well that’s unfortunate
#Fire Emblem Warriors Three Hopes spoilers#Fire Emblem Warriors: Three Hopes spoilers#anyway 3H!Claude///leth >>>>>>>>> Hopes!Claude///leth you cannot change my mind#Hopes' version is literally why I don't like Dimi///leth or Edel//eth#because so much of the lord's growth is strictly given to Byleth while Byleth themselves barely exists as a character#is was GOOD that Claude///leth was different!! that Byleth made distinct choices for Claude that they didn't do for others!!#Claude is legit the one non-Nabatean other than BYLETH'S DAD to ever learn of Sothis straight up living in Byleth's head#He helps Byleth find Rhea for his own curiosity AS WELL AS Byleth's sake (and their ACTIVE WANT to find Rhea)#They joke around with and open up to each other MUTUALLY#It's not just Byleth acting as a brick wall for others to dump their backstories onto - they share parts about themselves to Claude#And in return Byleth encourages Claude's ALREADY FUCKIN' EXISTANT curious nature - they don't CREATE it#''I feel a pull towards you'' and ''different personalities without Byleth/Garreg Mach'' RUIN Claude///leth imo#because it gets rid of their unique and equal dynamic#for the typical and boring ''Byleth Stood There and magically changed [insert character here]'s life forever''#and fucks over Claude's character so that he's a completely and utter shitstain#who somehow COMPLETELY CHANGES ENTIRELY if Byleth is within a 500 ft radius of him#anyway just wanted to rant a bit lmao ignore me being madge over a ship that's not even an OTP of mine lmaoooo
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polaraffect · 3 months
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how are you supposed to know. when it's okay to join a discord.
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iovealexivs · 3 months
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oh my god.
i know it’s two different productions made by two different companies so apples and oranges. but so far the ATLA adaptation has accomplished so much more than the PJO adaptation in terms of covering the source material while still being unique to itself and i believe a lot of that is due to the longer episodes.
i’m not finished with it yet. only on episode 6. but i am much happier with the results so far than i was with pjo as a fan of both original medias
i do have some gripes of course like erasing sokka’s arc. i don’t know if i could get over that, but it’s not as bad as i thought it was.
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mxrisacoulter · 6 months
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huh
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sparkymalone · 4 months
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Omg wait why is Hajime in their room going through their clothes... IS HE A PANTY SNIFFER!?
WOW HAJIME DOES NOT NEED YOUR JUDGEMENT OKAY
HE IS JUST LOOKING FOR HIS SWEATSHIRTS BECAUSE HE'S COLD
AND IF HE HAPPENS TO FIND PANTIES THEN SO BE IT
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waluigisgaybf · 6 months
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Everyone always tells me they’re so jealous of my high metabolism mostly because it also means I can eat pretty much anything whenever and not worry at all about gaining a bunch of weight- and like- I do actually get it from their point of view- but honestly it actually really fucking sucks-
For one it actually means I struggle big time with making sure im not UNDER weight because my body feels like it just wont ever gain ANY I stg- and from my other shit like adhd n stuff I really suck at eating enough as is which makes the lack of weight gain EVEN WORSE 😭
BUT ALSO EATING PROBLEMS OR NOT!!!!!! HIGH METABOLISM SUCKS ASS TOLERANCE WISE!!! Like tolerance for literally ANYTHING. I have to put WAY higher quantities of ANY substance into my body to get even just a normal base effect the average dose/amount is supposed to have- ALSO MEANING THAT SHITS WAY MORE EXPENSIVE- I have to use more weed to get high than usual (even my FIRST EVER time with it I had to do a SHIT ton before it effected me at a base level)
I need to have higher med doses most of the time- they have to shoot fucking extra novocaine into me even ??????? cause my metabolism is just THAT fucking fast-
AND THEN ALCOHOL- OBVI IT HASNT CHANGED SINCE THEN- BUT THE VERY FIRST TIME I WENT OUT WITH FRIENDS AND GO DRUNK- THEY BOUGHT ME 3 REALLY STRONG FUCKING DRINKS- AND 5 FUCKING SHOTS- 5!!!!! BEFORE I FINALLY GOT ACTUALLY TIPSY-
DO YOU KNOW HOW EXPENSIVE THAT IS???!! IF I WANT TO GET A NICE NORMAL DRUNK OR EVEN TIPSY AND BUZZED SO I CAN BE MORE SOCIAL AND COMFORTABLE- IT COST SO MUCH MORE FUCKING MONEY!!!!!!!!!
AND THE DRUNKS AND THE HIGHS ALL WEAR OFF WAY FUCKING FASTER BECAUSE MY BODY IS METABOLIZING IT SO FAST
HIGH METABOLISM IS FUCKING HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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