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aeirithgainsborough · 8 months
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BLACK SAILS 210. XVIII
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tangledinink · 9 months
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(In relation to newest Swannie update) KAYSON WHAT THE FUCK
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antiqueanimals · 5 months
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thank you so much to everyone who's helped me break 66k followers on this blog!!! i never thought a little side project i started back in 2020 would become what it is today & its thanks to all you antique animal enjoyers out there 😭
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mintyeggs · 3 months
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i dont think jon has made a single good decision this entire series!!!!
stop gay boy stop!!!!
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louroth · 7 months
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thought it's about time I poked my head out of the mire, and confirm that this period of silence just seems to be a part of my process. I can't wait to show you what I am working on. It has taken on a life of its own. It's beautiful and untamed like a wild horse. So much has and is changing. I love it to pieces. !!
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5ftboy · 9 months
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happy 28th birthday justice smith !! ( ft. some of my favourite roles )
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crescentfool · 9 months
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somehow i never drew the big cat from persona 3??? so here is ryoji and the big cat. as a treat.
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seraphiism · 1 year
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𓆩 ღ 𓆪 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 ( 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 )
( the past is gone ; the future is far away. WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF? )
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chara : dan heng fandom : honkai star rail quote cr : agust d a/n : he is just a little guy . also i've played for like 2 hrs i love writing abt men i love yet have no idea who they are
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THE PAST IS A DESIRE DEMON / A DEVIL IN DISGUISE : INTOXICATING, ALLURING, AND EVERYTHING HE THOUGHT HE ONCE SURVIVED. THE PAST IS AN ILLUSION, A DREAM, A RECKONING : THE WOOL PULLED OVER ONE'S EYES, AN OBSCURE SMOKESCREEN, AND THE INABILITY TO DISTINGUISH WHAT WAS REAL AND WHAT WAS NOT IN MEANS OF COPING WITH WHAT WAS LOST.
the past is something dan heng cannot escape. journey after journey, battle after battle, the tides grow in their cruelty, threaten to drown a dragon in the waves of penitence. there is something that lingers in the strings of the heart-- a memory waning, the bitter taste of rust on his tongue-- how it anchors him so, prays for a downfall that one deems deserved.
the past is not something dan heng wishes to remember, but he does, anyway, because somewhere, there is the breaking of a seemingly cold soul that reminds him that even he cannot ignore his own humanity. defeat the spirit and it will return even stronger, suppress the sins of the past and they will return with even more hatred and anguish.
somewhere, he's drowning.
his vision fills with a clear blue-- tranquil. silent. forlorn. a clear blue, a violent storm, the harsh ebb and flow, then a muddled mess of blue and black. everything distorts, turns into white noise. he cannot see, cannot hear, feels his senses being stolen away, left in a limbo of uncertainty. something presses against his chest. something is pressing down and down -- a slow descent, the rapid rise and fall in attempt to breathe breathe breathe BREATHE --
dan heng cannot regain himself. he shuts his eyes, reminds himself that there is a way out of all things. composure and focus aligned, he controls his breathing. in and out, inhale and exhale. deep breath. there is a way out of all things. there is no need to be afraid. the pressure eases. the weight is lighter, but remains present, but the sway of the waters persists, and he cannot stabilize himself, find harbor and safety in the tides.
he opens his eyes and the first thing he sees is you. his head throbs, the floor beneath him far from comfortable. he cannot remember much, not really, recalls fighting beast after beast before seeing you in danger. he has always been a protector, a shield, but even then, he does not think his heart has ever raced so quickly in the desperation of guarding another. how quick he was, covering your body with his in order to save you from harm's way.
--ah. he remembers it all now. the way you cried out for him, that terrifying pain that engulfed his body, the quiet relief he felt when he realized you were okay, then the losing of himself and the welcoming of darkness.
you hover over him, concern etched all over your features, scratches and bruises adorning your face. your hand lingers on his chest, desperate. you seek comfort in the knowing of a beating heart, a weak apology spilling from your lips for about -- well, everything. dan heng doesn't quite understand it all-- an apology for shaking him so hard in means to wake him ( and maybe that's what it was, that weight, the strange instability in the tides. it was you all along, trying to pull your lover from the depths of the sea ). another apology for letting him get hurt, then another for--
his body hurts. his limbs ache, but he will be alright. he has to be. he smiles despite the panic and adrenaline that continues to rush through your bloodstream, and the mere sight means more than you could ever tell him. your words cut short, voice nearly breaking, and you cry the moment he places his hand over yours.
he does not speak of love so casually, finds that actions speak louder than words. in the way he squeezes your hand, utmost ardor found in blue hues, there is the silent confirmation that he is alright, that he's here with you.
"thank you." you whisper, and there are so many things you wish to say, but the words lodge themselves in your throat, heavy with the realization of what could have been. "thank you, dan heng."
you repeat this like a mantra unheard, the tears shamelessly spilling. he doesn't like the sight, feels the guilt rest on heavy shoulders, so he sits up, holds your hand a little tighter before he pulls you into a hug. how warm your tears are, he thinks, when you bury your face into the crook of his neck, and how grateful he is that you are able to share this moment, even if you are both injured. it doesn't matter in the end, he supposes. you are both alive and together, and that's all he needs.
"i won't leave you." he tells you. "you have me until the end."
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carefulfears · 1 year
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if y'all don't mind me talking about those fish for the second night in a row...i just love all of the little details of characterization on this show so much and i think mulder's fish are a perfect example of this
(you can find my last post about them here)
mulder has fish as early as the first episode of season two, about which set decorator shirley inget said on the DVD extras, "so, we got him a fish tank, and it's kinda nice, 'cause he's got a little pet at home"
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the fish are his pets! they're what he comes home to, and the tank is tucked in the corner of the one area of his apartment that he actually uses, that he's actually comfortable in, right in between the couch and his desk
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it's why we're so familiar with it and see it so often
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he's literally always sitting next to it
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it’s always tended to, cared for, and decorated. filled with rocks and plants.
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and, of course, his UFO aquarium accessory. which, you could say he saw at the pet store and bought, i would argue that it was a gift from someone
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after mulder leaves in season nine, the tank and his fish can be seen in scully's apartment
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throughout the show, we see scully, doggett, and van blundt feed the fish, with both scully and doggett pausing in mulder's apartment to feed them whenever they come over while he's away
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mulder jokes about them when running off on an assignment in the pine bluff variant
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and checks on them upon returning after his abduction, immediately noticing that one is gone
the thing about this to me is, that mulder is a natural caretaker. we see this kick in instantly with his mother, with scully, and with all of the victims and witnesses on the cases that he takes on.
above anything else, mulder is defined by being the big brother, and he's good at instinctually caring for others
however, one of the many contradictions and conflicts of his character, is that the flipside of that core defining characteristic is that he's the big brother who lost his baby sister. who, at least from his point of view, failed at caring for her and keeping her safe, and never allows himself another chance
he isolates, he will not let himself connect to or focus on anything other than work, he doesn't own a bed. he doesn't see his family, him and scully "just work together," he packs up and leaves town 48 hours after his baby is born. safer without him there, that oughta protect everyone.
isn't that the joke of fish? they're the pet for people who can't take care of something real, who aren't capable, who don't have the time. they're low-maintenance, they don't expect anything from you, they're the starter.
they're how you introduce a child to responsibility, to looking after something that's alive.
mulder could have something real, but just like he stays confined to that one corner of his meticulously decorated apartment, he stays confined to that entry level of connection and responsibility. he picks out rocks and plants and sets up aquarium bobbers and makes sure they're fed. the tank is always clean. when he comes back from the dead, he's missing one molly, and it's the first thing he notices and gravitates towards. they have a new home when he has to pack up and go.
he knows how, and he'll tend to whatever is in front of him, but he'll never have more than that.
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nosfelixculpa · 8 months
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May I ask what your relationship with Ha-na is? We're her...family. We're her family. THE UNCANNY COUNTER S2: COUNTER PUNCH (2023)
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definitelynotshouting · 4 months
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Can i just say guys, holy fucking macaroni, like. I know i say this a lot, but the reception for hunger au has been like NOTHING ive ever experienced before, and im so incredibly grateful for it. Genuinely, from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much-- writing hunger au has probably been my best overall experience of 2023 and thats all thanks to yalls lovely comments, bookmarks, kudos, and asks i get in my inbox about it. It's hard to believe this is real sometimes, you guys just blow me away ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Its still several hours from midnight for me, but i wanted to wish everyone a preemptive happy new year anyways :] heres to another year of hunger au, which is so very far from being finished, and i cant wait to keep writing it for yall!!!!! :DD and again, thank you guys so so much for such a crazy and wonderful response to my self indulgent fic, because without it this never would have grown to be what it is today❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Happy New Year everybody!!!! 🎆🎆🎆🎆🎆 See yall in 2024!!! :D
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the-terukane-archives · 2 months
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the fact he got so close to say what he said is so.... IT'S SO........
like u might as well just kiss atp....
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pupvi · 9 months
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channeling all my puppy energy to be full of whimsy and endearment
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spaceratprodigy · 22 days
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god I love drawing my ocs kissing my friends ocs
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stilinskiderek · 2 years
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EVERYBODY WANTS SOME!! (2016)
Dir. Richard Linklater
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atosofficial · 1 year
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After rereading ATOS again for the billionth + time, the thought struck me that Killer must, to some extent, feel like just a placeholder. He's there because someone else can't be right now and soon as that person/thing is, he has to step back and wait to be a placeholder again and he's convinced himself he's content with that. And wow, that hits some deep emotional rejection fears.
You get it, anon.
Killer acting as a replacement or a fill-in goes back far longer than just the start of the current ATOS fic timeline. It’s been his role since Cross wanted someone he couldn’t have, and though Killer was also feeling bereft of a certain relationship, he knew full well that he was just acting as a substitute when he started hooking up with Cross. It’s been his role even since Nightmare brought him onboard to work for him because at the time, Nightmare needed additional help to achieve his goals while ignoring the suspiciously empty space at his side that should have been filled by his twin—in his eyes, that is. Killer was a distraction, a means to an end even though their relationship wasn’t anything more than professional at that point (or as professional as one can call a flirtatious, 25-year-old skeleton who’s hellbent on breaking his boss’ standoffish demeanor).
And what’s worse for Killer is that he knows what it used to be like to be wanted for who he is, not for what function he could fill as a replacement. He used to have an extremely normal and arguably happy life with his family and friends before that was all taken away. People used to value him for his company, for being himself, which came primary to his expertise as an engineer. He was talented at and praised for his work, but there was always the understanding that Killer—Sans—was overall just a good friend to be around. It’s hard to suddenly lose that value as a person and pretend that nothing’s wrong.
Fortunately for Killer now, he has years of shutting out his emotions. He will be the perfect subordinate who cuts off any emotional attachment with the bite of his knife in battle. No one will ever need be wiser as long as he can continue to stifle his own hurt and hide it behind an easy grin.
Shame that he didn’t take into account what a positive empath’s effect on his soul could have, though
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