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jojoolion · 10 months
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may i present to you the world's first lupin x jigen furby art.
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randombon · 1 year
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Just a couple of jokerster's about to commit a few silly little crimes.
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samijey · 7 months
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Alternative angles from the Rumble where you can properly see Sami's crying face as he apologizes to Jey after attacking Roman (also note the difference in the Usos' initial reactions - anger from Jimmy and confusion from Jey)
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spyderschaos · 1 year
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Who, if anyone, of the httyd gang would play d&d?
I need to know for no reason just bc
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Pre gym hoe selfies
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A Deep Dive Into God Revering Mortals' Minds, Brought To You By A God Despising High Deity.
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CW: Religious Themes (obviously), Cursing?, Your Average Obsessive Worship, A Little Self-Indulgent?, They/Them Pronouns Are Used When Referring To The Reader, GN!Reader ofc :)
Pairing(s): None
Summary: A "primordial deity" dives head first into their cultists' minds—and they'd be lying if they said they expected it to be this bad.
Cake's Notes: This is my first time writing a song fic so if you have any questions or criticism regarding this, feel free to leave one if you'd like :>
Not beta read, we die like Rex Lapis.
(more under the cut :]])
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"I'm crucified, crucified like my saviour."
They always prayed to you, gave you offerings - sacrifices, whether their own kind or not -, built you shrines and statues alike; all in the hopes that you'd spare even just a single glance their way.
They all sang songs, hymns, organized entire choirs and even whole orchestras for you, and anything that were wrote in your name became popular in just a matter of days, with only a month at maximum.
"Saintlike behavior,"
You weren't anything like they described - if at all, really.
Some depicted you as some sort of eldritch being, one the size of Dragonspine. A few describing you as a serpent, a leviathan, or something that held an animalistic form. Most pictured you as something with a human body, a human-like form and appearance, wearing garments akin to that of Morax, Greater Lord Rukkhadevata or even the Tsaritsa.
They weren't wrong on the latter, but what you wore? Hmph, you'd much rather spend the whole day watching paint dry than admit to them that you didn't dress like that and more like.. whatever you're even wearing right now.
You hated this.
You hated them.
Yet they were all but blinded by your fleeting gazes - seeing it as a sign that they've finally been given recognition by Their Almighty Creator, not realizing the seething hatred that they bled and held oh so clearly.
All they saw was potential inside of themselves, not your silent wrath.
All you wanted was to play this game that a friend or a family member of yours recommended, maybe you just saw it from your for you page and curiosity took the best out of you. Trapping you in a rough, neverending chokehold.
The characters you oh so loved and grinded for, now bowing on your feet and always at your beck and call, whether you liked it or not.
If you were anything, really, then it would be anything but acting saintlike. Even if you needed a mask, the term 'saintlike' would be subjective due to other peoples' opinions. Though, you were sure it'd mostly include being pure - untainted from impurities of any kind -, and having something akin to a bright aura surrounding you at all times - that warm feeling that makes you feel at home; at peace, even.
Atleast you had the Traveler and Paimon.
...Right?
"A lifetime I prayed."
All of them devoted their lives to you, with wavering degrees ofcourse.
The archons and Celestia had it worse, with the abyss and remaining survivors of Khaenri'ah being the only ones that atleast treated you like a normal human being atleast. But they still treated you like a royal - a deity higher than Celestia itself -, only speaking with you like a normal person would with another.
They gave you the rarest of gems, the most exquisite jewelry, the most delicious food and the most fulfilling of drinks.
If anything, you should've been grateful.
Well,
You would've.
But this was all too much.
Their dedication and determination scared you the most.
It was like you had this world, these people, just at your fingertips.
They thought you were their Creator, but you'd much rather call yourself an Overseer rather than the former. A babysitter, even.
"I'm crucified, for the holy dimension."
Now that you were here in Teyvat, you could hear everyone's prayers. It was like they were little voices in your head. Prayers for forgiveness, songs for praise, and many more.
You often saw them at the Church of Favonius. It had gotten quite popular ever since your descension, and you didn't mind it ofcourse — people could believe in what they want and don't, and that included you - which you respected — ... If it weren't for the fact that they made a whole law for it.
But enough about that for now.
"Godlike ascension,"
You had the power to grant people visions at will, maybe gnoses if you tried hard enough, perhaps even replicate the pre-existing ones.
Maybe that's why people tried gaining your favour alot more frequently rather than Celestia, merely a few weeks after you had "descended" into Teyvat.
Ofcourse, it wasn't that easy to get used to, but either way, you learnt how to accept it. Ignore it, even.
"Heavens away."
They treated you like absolute royalty. They all held you with the highest of regards and treated you with the utmost priority.
They gave you riches and jewels. They would all bow and bevel under your feet—all you had to do was just say the word. Why aren't you doing so?
You could get anything you wanted. Anything you desired. Anything you needed. But to you, everything just felt so... distant. As if they weren't even close to you in the first place.
Everything was within your reach, but even with your best efforts; Everything felt like they were oh-so far away. Everything felt like they weren't within your reach.
Everything did. Something did. Nothing did.
So then, why are you still here?
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TGITME's Notes: AAAAAAAAAA. FINALLY. I'VE. FINALLY. F I N I S H E D .
TAKE THAT WRITER'S BLOCK. MUAHAHAHHAHAHAHA- *gets hit with another writer's block*
If you want me to continue this, send an ask or a dm, I'll try to do them if i had the time :D
But for now... time to sleep.
Bye everyone, happy belated Christmas, and happy advanced new year to all of you :DDDDD 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉*faints and falls face first onto a pillow*
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anxiouspotatorants · 1 month
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Oh thank fuck I have been locked out of my account for three fucking months
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megaawkwardhuman · 1 year
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Ok so I've drawn guillermo as a bunny and as a horse
and for some reason the need to draw him as an animal has struck me once again so here's guillermo but he's a frog now (so froguillermo?)
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miahasahardname · 11 months
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i invented a custom season of tdi in my brain and i've decided these three are in an alliance and. and they are friends.
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total drama losers: where the characters that never got their chance to shine compete to see who is the best loser!
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child-of-the-cosmos · 7 months
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P.o.v.- you give moon a camera.
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urtrickster · 7 months
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practicing self-restraint by keeping myself from making a julia bot until it's asked of me.
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imjustagayfish · 2 years
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Headcanon: Hermes has adhd
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wootzietoozee · 11 months
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nums-bird · 1 year
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This is a very half/half take in the TSOA fandom that I would like to make.Listen to me carefully babygirls...Maybe,just maybe,Patroclus is not in fact as he says he is in the book.I know,I know.. it's earth shattering information but I would like you to consider this:the book was written in HIS perspective.Generally we know, atleast in Madeline Miller's version that Patroclus didn't exactly think of himself highly.He didn't appreciate his talent,skill or beauty.
Now this is in direct contrast to Homer's Patroclus.The illiad was written in a third person perspective.Meaning,it has no room for biasness except from the author himself.Homer himself describes Patroclus as more so a gentle giant whose skill as a warrior was highly known.Some said he was second to only Achilles in the Myrmidons.
He was an exceptional warrior throughout the trojan war,even in the illiaid and the only one who thought the opposite was himself.Patroclus was kind,gentle and that might have been mistaken for weakness as we know no group of men have ever had toxic masculinity like the Greeks.
Now this is my own take.I can't seem to find any sources saying this but it is my opinion: Patroclus was gorgeous in a Greek way.Achilles was thought of as godly beautiful and that might have brought down Patroclus'self esteem a bit but I believe he was very much handsome
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sometimes i actually have motivation to do my school work and other times i write bullshit like "I'm still about 90% sure that my teachers don't check the paragraphs that I write, so once again, I will be writing absolutely nothing and stringing a bunch of nonsense together to form a sentence. Never mind, I guess I need three to five sentences. There's no, like, word-recognition in this website's programming, is there? Because that may be a problem. I guess we're about to find out!" in the paragraph boxes on edgenuity
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honkshoo-zzz · 1 year
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just remembered a dream i had last night that bradley james wore fake wonky teeth for merlin “to look more medieval,” and that his lil chompers weren’t real and were, instead, hiding his “actual” perfectly-straight teeth.
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