#me: yes but you TRUST them too

[ashiyn]

ashy i fucking love u for all the gifs ur making of the irl stuff, it makes me so happy

stop i might just start sobbing, have a cute zed and tango gif that i haven't posted yet as a massive thank you,

#im just happy that even though gifs are very much a dying piece of media on most platforms you all eat them up like some yummy meal #like yes tumblr may be the gif website but trust me they're slowly dying over here too #(speaking from a former spn gif maker) #((<- rare ashy lore just dropped. shocking i know)) #i just REALLY love making gifs. it tickles my editor brain on a different level somehow #anyways thank you so much for the ask. truly made me smile like an idiot #.asks #.gif

[luck-of-the-drawings]

[<==PREV PAGES] [NEXT PAGE==>(not out yet.wait a year.or maybe more.imagine.]

saw alot of comments on prev pages; saying 'i HATE that mean teacher! im gonna FIGHT HIM!!' & i LOVE the energy!! it WOULD be nice. to have that catharsis. but the story of young tidestrider is Not one of catharsis. it is a story of being so small and so special and sucking so bad.

#jrwi fanart #jrwi show #jrwi riptide #gillion tidestrider #GONNA START FORMATTING MY COMICS BETTER. W THE PROPER 'PREV' 'NEXT' LINKS #REALLY DIDNT EXPECT TO CONTINUE THIS SERIES BUT AAAUUUHH MY BRRAAAIN MY BRAIN IS SO IDEASSS. I HAVE 3 OTHER PAGES SKETCHED OUT #NO PROMISES ILL FINISH EM ANY TIME SOON OR EVER. MY WHIMS ARE THEIR OWN BEAST AND I ONLY DRAW ON MY WHIMS #THAT BEING SAID IF U COMMISSIONED ME ILL GEEETT TO YOUUU IM SORRYYYY. ART IS AN EMOTIONAL RELEASE FOR ME N BABY I HAVE EMOTIONS. #ESPECIALLY ABOUT GILLION TIDESTRIDER CHAMPION OF THE UNDERSEA HERO OF THE DEEP.for the desc here i put smth that i typed up in the tags of #another thing i made. i gotta make a proper Baby Gillion tag or smth. eventually.. eventually...I LOVE DRAWIN THIS LIL BABY GUY.. #i also LOVE depicting the teachers as just being so fuckin mean. ofc theres variation in that. just like in all things.like the teacher her #idk if itll be mentioned but the octo lady is named Ms Octburn.an octopus pun based off the name of an actual councilor i had #when i was in elementary school i got bullied alot but teachers never did anything. i hated adults and didnt trust them. #but this councilor o mine was so genuinely sweet. i remember spending alot of time w her. she doesnt work there anymore. #but that one school adult that actually earns ur trust and is there for you when they can be.its SO important for a child i think #i hope she knows how much she helped me.youll see in the next page that ms octburn isnt perfect either.but she tries. they all try.somehow. #ALL these comics are gonna be inspired by somesorta experience o mine in the school system. school is so fucked up u ever thing abt that #AND GILLIOOOOONNN IN THE MOST FUCKED UP LITTLE SCHOOL OF ALL. MAINTAINED BY A CULT. CENTERED AROUND HIM. OUR CHOSEN ONE #I IMAGINE ALOT BANKS ON HIS SUCCESS. THIS IS THE WORLD. THE WHOLE WORLD. THE PROPHECY IS GOING TO COME TRUE N UR TELLIN ME #THAT ITS THIS LITTLE IDIOT THATS GONNA BE SAVING US? WHAT IF HE FAILS. IF HE CANT GET THIS RIGHT THEN HE WILL FAIL AND WE WILL DIE #WE NEED TO TRAIN HIM. WE NEED HIM TO LEARN. AND TO SUCCEED. OR ELSE WE'RE DEAD. WE'RE ALL FUCKING DEAD. I IMAGINE THAT MUST BE STRESSFUL #in other news i hope ppl actually giggle when they read these. they ARE intended to be comical. dark humor or whatever. like its also sad #this is intended to be a sad comic series. but a funny one too. does that make sense? god i hope so.saw some1 say they had flashbacks- #-reading this. like YES!! THE INTENDED EFFECT!! YOU GET ME!! i love seeing ppl get upset on this lil baby boys behalf. i LOVE seeing ppl- #-wail n weep n cry in the comments. i LOOOVE seeing ppl RELATE to baby gillion. and i love letting u all know that this wont be a happycomi #gillion gets his happiness arc in the actual show. this series is one of unfortunate events. teehehehe. do u guys remember that show #i keep listening to the lil songs from A Series of Unfortunate Events for inspiration. GOOD STUFF!! #anyway uuhh uhh thats all i got in my brain. for now. feed me ur comments give me ur input i NNEEEEEDD THHEEEMMMM

[factorialsotherfandoms]

The eggs are asleep, and finally Philza and Missa can catch a moment to themselves. Unfortunately, catching that moment means admitting to the injuries they have been hiding from their children - fussing over scratches while having arrowheads lodged next to your spine is the duty of a parent on Quesadilla Island, but an exhausting one.

Missa's quick fingers manage to pull said arrowhead from Philza's back, the momentary flash of pain causing him to nearly drop the iodine solution. He doesn't, though, just a little stain on the floorboards, and so he continues applying it to the wound in Missa's leg.

He barely notices the scratch of a needle against his back, but Missa cannot help but whine as the gauze is pressed against his wound.

"I hate it here," Missa manages, thankfully in English as Philza is in no position to twist and see his translator. "Why is everything trying to kill us?"

"The island fucking hates us, is why," Philza grouches, reaching over for a bandage. He's managed to get Missa's leg to stop bleeding, but it should still be covered. "Enjoy the island my ass."

Missa giggles a bit, even as he tapes a dressing in place over the arrow wound. He says something in Spanish which is definitely too fast for Philza to parse; he tries to turn and look, only to be gently pressed back into position.

"It's nothing," Missa assures him. "But the skeletons! Why are they so bad?"

"The skeletons aren't even the worst of it," Philza groans back. "If you ever see glowing eyes and nothing else? Run."

There's a long pause, and Philza hopes that Missa understands the severity of his warning - a Nightmare Stalker is exactly that, and Philza knows Missa is not nearly equipped to handle one. If he struggles as he does, he doesn't want to think about how his partner would suffer in his stead.

"It's okay," Missa pats his shoulder a few times, leaning around his wings to do so. "I'm good at running. It's my special talent!"

"You're good at a lot of things," Philza promises.

Missa doesn't reply; this time when Philza turns, he is allowed to. His entire body aching he sits himself up and twists himself around, taking Missa's face him his hands.

"You are so good," he promises. "So, so good. There's nobody else I would want to raise my eggs with."

There's more on the tip of his tongue; Philza quashes it as Missa closes his eyes, rest of his expression hidden by his mask.

Philza can see Missa struggle with his words for a bit - he's always amazed how someone can make themselves understood in two languages - before eventually receiving, "you are the best egg father."

"We have the best egg child," he retorts.

"We do!" Missa's entire body language perks up. "Chayanne is the best egg child, and he is ours. We are so lucky."

"We really are."

Philza isn't sure when it happens, but eventually he realises that he has leant forward, his forehead resting against Missa's mask. He closes his eyes and savours it, feeling as Missa loosely places his arms across his bare back - Philza needs his for support, one either side of Missa's hips and taking his weight, but otherwise he would do much the same.

The two of them stay in silence for a while, savouring each other's presence. The pain is still there, from protecting their children, and yet... In a simple house of oak and glass, for a moment it is all peace.

"Run away with me."

This is not how Philza had ever meant to bring it up, but the words slip out of their own accord.

Missa startles, eyes wide and spine straight as he blinks himself out of the peaceful haze, "qué?!"

"Run away with me," he shifts so he can see all of Missa's face, taking both of his partner's hands in his own. "Take the children, and run away. Find a way off this island, and to another world - one where the skeletons are the /only/ thing to worry about. I'll build you another house and we'll make it a home. Any colour you like, with a fence and walls and real bedrooms and a kitchen for Chayanne and gardens for Tallulah... You can have your own music room and kick Wilbur out for trying to steal your guitar, and we can sit on the roof in the moonlight and you can sing and I'll dance with the children asleep beneath us and no risk of zombie horsemen on our tail."

"But how-" a small whine catches in Missa's throat. "How do we get away? They said we cannot leave."

"There's always a way to leave," Philza says. "We just have to find it."

There's hands in his wings, and Philza startles.

"Your wings are so big... If they healed, you could fly away," Missa says, something wishful in his tone. "Up and up and far, far away, so far they could never catch you."

"And leave you behind?" he asks.

"You'd come back for Chayanne. And I... I could follow you then?"

"Even if something happens to Chayanne, I'd come back for you," Philza promises. "I won't leave you here, not in this hell."

"You wouldn't leave anyone here, if you could help it."

"Probably," Philza admits. "But I wouldn't come back for them, not if I didn't know I could escape again - I'd come back for you."

"I'll wait for you," Missa seems almost to melt in Philza's touch, whimpering as he curls in on him. Philza isn't even sure what he said wrong, just that his egg partner is clinging to him, whimpering.

"We might not always be together," he tries to reassure. "But I will always come back for you - I'll always find you. There's no point in running away if we don't run away together; if some day I /can/ fly away, I'd only do it to come back with help."

The whimpering turns to sobbing, and Philza adjusts his position to hold Missa properly. The hands in his feathers dig deep - one finger catches on some tape holding one of the litany of dressings in place - but Philza just holds Missa and worries.

Why this reaction? Was it something he said?

He stops talking just in case; Missa clearly wants a hug, so he just holds him, understanding only odd words of the broken fragments of Spanish between the sobs.

Eventually the tears slow; Missa pulls away, still sniffling.

"And... Spreen can come?"

"He can live next door, if he wants," Philza promises; it'll be a little hard to negotiate with Fit, but interpersonal drama is just a part of life. "A whole new town for /everyone/ - all of the islanders, and all of our friends. Maybe if we let his ex in Forever will even stop hitting on me."

That earns a laugh, if a bit of a wet one.

"I want to dance with you," Missa says.

"With no zombie riders," Philza promises. "Maybe tomorrow we could dance a bit at the Favela? But, one day, we'll do it somewhere safe."

"On the roof, under the moon?"

"I'll make a roof specially designed for it."

The tears slow some more, and Missa drops to actually lie on the bed.

"Do you really think we'll escape?" Missa turns to Philza and asks. "We broke the Wall, and the Federation-"

Philza moves to lie beside him - on his front while Missa is on his back - and takes a hand. "We will. I promise."

"But-"

"Someone cleverer than us will work it out," he smiles to Missa. "We've just got to survive while they do."

"And if they don't?"

"Then I'll burn the Federation to the ground."

#qsmp fanfic #qsmp philza #qsmp missa #genuinely can't tell if shippy or not #happy end au #little bit of character injury #they're both a bit tired so its less 'I have a plan' and more 'I have a dream' #still comes after the one with Fit tho #Missa doesn't need details he needs hope #they went out with chayanne and tallulah and archer skeletons happened #hence ows #the early spanish philza doesn't catch is missa going 'yes i do enjoy your ass its one of the best things on the island' #or words to that effect #just silly but too flirty for him to be comfy with it being understood #“run away with me” = I love you #“I won't leave you here” = I love you #I'd come back for you = I love you I love you I love you #“I'll wait for you” = I trust you I love you I want you #Philza's just not very good at saying feelings and Missa says them very fast in Spanish so Philza doesn't understand #(I love you can take many forms and still be love) #something something the irony of philza being the one who says I'll come back and Missa the one saying I'll wait #but genuinely the promise works both ways in this specific context

[thelien-art]

Day 2: Maglor of @feanorianweek

Kingship

Poppy = Sloth | Manipulation

I do think Maglor mourned when Maedhros got himself captured, I just also read Maglor as a manipulative power hungry character.

He probably convinced himself that Maedhros had died and ignored everything that proved otherwise, both as a poor coping mechanism and, subconsciously, seizing the power of being a king, although he never named himself one as that would give him trouble. He differently enjoyed the power and mourned, when Maedhros came back, for the power loss. He was happy to have his brother back of course. I don´t think he spoke against Maedhros choice to give the kingship to Fingolfin, even if he wanted it himself, as he did except Fingolfin to do something stupid and get himself killed eventually, and by agreeing he seemed more "civil" and the friendliest of his brothers, which would end up giving him political power, giving people the illusion that he´s the innocent and harmless of his family.

Maedhros | Celegorm | Caranthir | Curufin | Ambarussa | Nerdanel and Feanor

#beloved manipulative minstrel king #most of this is just my headcannon and how i read him as a character just ignore it if you dont like it #in his perfect world he would sit and play music while telling people what to do and everyone would love and respect him #when he was king he had help from caranthir and curufin with the things he didnt like or thought below him yk boring stuff like paperwork #and only did what he thought sounded fun or helped him keep support and power and of course just for the sake of being in control #i would have liked to give him a fox a cat or a snake but held on to the lion #as a way to show maedhros through it too if that makes sense #but thelien what does poppies have to do with manipulation #easy dried poppy seeds are drugs and was once used as medication and yes you can get high on them you just need a lot like a lot #which is why that if you need to take a drugtest and you have just eaten poppy seeds youll test positive but only on a very little #trust me its not gonna affect you #fun fact in some places its illegal to have red poppies in your garden because of this #still going on the flowers and deadly sins #maglor #makalaure #kanafinwe #tolkien #silmarillion #jrr tolkien #digital art #silm art #my art #feanorian week #feanorian week 2023 #feanorianweek

[erythriina]

Thinking about 19th century courting rules today. Specifically abt Edward Little asking Crozier before proposing making his suit to Jopson

#Jopson: yeah he’s me dad but if he came in one day and was like hey fuck me hard over the wardroom table. i wouldn’t say no #little who has his own daddy issues: I think I hauve scurvy will you marry me #psychosexually normal men 💖 #but also. for serious. little asking crozier as a way to tell him how much he (crozier) means to jopson #as a promise that crozier will still be just as dear to them both in the future #as a question of his (Little’s) own worth in Crozier’s eyes #do you trust me to take care of him too? i hope so dad I mean captain #mine #the terror amc #the terror #joplittle #jopzier #thomas jopson #edward little #francis crozier #yes this is a ‘homophobia doesn’t exist’ au leave me olone #YES I know that the rules of courting would be VERY DIFFERENT in a world w/o homophobia #I am having fun in my dollhouse

[goldkirk]

I opened Pinterest for the first time in months.

That made me realize a lot about how bad I was actually doing and how much of a Waffle House Index use of Pinterest is for adult me, apparently.

I hadn’t realized it had grown that foundational to me in a healthy-brain-exercise-and-hobby-joy way. Nice to know moving forward! It’s another sign I can keep track of and use to spot correlation/indicator patterns earlier my behavior.

I love this kind of thing, it makes me so excited!

#personal data hacking is my passion #someday I’ll tell a story about the most notable times I tracked things or hacked my own mental processes from childhood to now #including the fear of spiders and bed wetting and behavior changes and posture and heart rate and cursive and putting kitchen items and #trash away as soon as I’m finished using them instead of never ever or ages and ages later #I’m so proud of that #you have to give it time and still commit. chaining thoughts and routines and behaviors really works #we are not separate brains and bodies and external environments #anyway I’m gonna go haha I used up he last of my energy burst on Discord and here and I need to go rest and lie on the floor and probly doze #love you all be back soon bye mwah! #add to journal #trauma evolution #my Waffle House index #this is going to be a fun new tag I’m so going to have fun with this and I bet it’ll be a helpful example reference for other people too #more than just for future me! #so excited so proud of myself so happy so grateful for hope about me really trusting that my ability and my behavior and my performance #are able to and going to yes keep getting better #long many-milestone path-journeys of potential #like when I was a little 6-7 year old kid-team athlete looking ahead at a concept of a future with me over time getting #stronger and cleverer and faster and slicker and calmer and even happier and more and more capable and able to accomplish! #a gift. all this time I didn’t think I’d have and have been living anyway is such a gift. #knowing that I truly have future time to grow and explore and change and improve in even though I still can’t FEEL or IMAGINE that future #time yet. also a gift. #the time I will one day realize I can imagine a future and imagine myself alive? will be a gift. #breath is a gift. experiencing life is a gift. other life is a gift. rhythm is a gift. motion is a gift. awake is a gift. color is a gift. #such a great expanse. all of it new. all of it eternal. all of it me. all of it nothing I’ve ever known before. all of it all of it #all of it. gifts. #gonna go have floor time now. this would be such a nice time to re-re-regain my ability to cry! #mwah I love you future me. take care of your hand and thank u for writing all this down 💛 #hey little star whatcha gonna queue? #my poetry

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

YOU DONT UNDERSTAND, YOUR LAUGHINGSTOCK CONTENT MAKES ME SO HAPPY I LITERALLY SQUEAL EVERYTIME I SEE YOUR LAUGHINGSTOCK DRAWINGS IT GO BRRRRRRR I LOVE THEM N YOU AAAAA 🫶🫶♡♡♡♡♡♡ LAUGHINGSTOCK FO LIFEE FOOOOOL

#PINGPONGING OFF THE WALLS YES YES YES YES ME TOO ME TOO YES YES #YEP YEAH YEP YES YEAH YEEEEEEHAW #ok normal now (lying) #we are!!! somehow in the same boat here!!! #trust me whenever i scribble them i have to take moments to get myself under control!!! #bc i start getting Emotional! those chest squeezes yk yk! #i hate to step away and Breathe! #THEY ARE TOO MUCH!!!! #im happy you enjoy my silly scribbles of them so much!!!! #i will continue to provide! #im riding this gravy train till it pours! #rambles from the bog

[trentcrimminallybeautiful]

you know if we do accept the last epilogue-esque sequence as a sort of dream/wish of ted's and therefore not necessarily canon, very funny if we then simply go "yeah, trent's book is called 'the lasso way' actually. he didn't change that. nope."

#listen on one hand #i think that like #i don't think ted actually changed trent's mind about the title #i think trent changed it because ted asked him to #and like that's especially interesting bc he even made a point of being like #'tell me if you disagree with anything and i'll tell you why you're wrong' #but he respects ted; more than that he likes him and he wants him to like the book--like him #anyone else and trent would have told them to fuck off but ted? ted asking him to change the title? yeah #i think he didn't agree with 'it not being about him'--and not bc of any feelings he may have for ted--but if we accept that him changing #the title is canon then like. he did it because ted asked. nothing more nothing less #maybe he felt he owed it to ted as the subject of the book; maybe he just respected him too much not to #maybe it's partially bc of his feelings; maybe it's because he just couldn't say no to ted #but it's ultimately just. because ted asked him. #and trent respects him; trusts him; cares about him #and that's pretty heartwrenching #but like on the other hand if we say 'no that was ted's wishufl thinking trent definitely went 'sorry ted it's called the lasso way'' #also like.... him being like. like quietly not changing it and if ted said something him just. being like #ted. i respect you. i care about you. i trust you. but with all due respect absolutely not #yes it isn't ONLY about you but YOU made this happen. YOU are special and YOU have a place here whether you can stay forever or not #yes it's about the team and the coaches yes you aren't a one man band but ted. TED. you touched lives. you changed lives. and that was YOU. #that was you and your philosophy and your attitude. #you made richmond what it is today. yes the team deserve credit too for the kind of bond they have now but YOU facilitated that #none of the coaches currently here woudl be coaches if not for you. the diamond dogs wouldn't exist. literally every single one #of our friends--OUR friends--wouldn't be where they are and probably wouldn't be as happy #you got through to people over and over again who were hurting and lashing out. to rebecca. to roy. to jamie. to nate. to me. #and you can be humble but there's being humble and there's acting like you don't matter to any of us like you didn't have an impact #like you can just leave without a trace. we don't blame you for leaving--i especially don't--but acting like we won't miss you and like #your time with all of us--our time--meant nothing is more insulting than it is humble because we /love you/ #and yes. it was the goddamn lasso way that built this place #this community.

[laesas]

Pathetic!Kimhan truthers rise up 💕

#baby-dom chay you are my confidante my best friend my silly rabbit. #for legal reasons this is a lightheated jokey post :') #but it is also what I do every time 💀 #I dont know if its because it orders them Chay/Kim on ao3 so when the dom/sub tag is there im like OH MY GOD YES FINALLY LETS FUCKING GO #rare dom-sub variations my beloved #alas.................. people look at kim and think ''hot.'' instead of ''sopping wet pathetic little meow meow'' #the power that d/s chay/kim has. #Kimhan 'needs to be in complete control' Theerapanyakul #utterly picked apart by Porchay 'broke down all of Kims careful defenses by accident' Kittisawadt #it just makes sense!!!!! #credit to tumblr user kinnbig for the meme #negative credit for being too much of a puthy to post it tho 🙏 #that said my wife does have significantly more followers than me to be angy in the inbox and she does not want that smoke💀 #I however needed this on my blog more than my peace and sanity #anyway sub!kim is my hill to die on #youre telling me you dont look at Kimhan Theerapanyakul and want him held down by the throat?? #you think he doesnt deserve to be pinned to a wall??? #thats like enrichment for him??? he loves it #its perfect. Kim finally doesnt have to be in control and Chay finally gets to!! its just such a neat exploration of trust!! #something something eroticising vulnerability after years of being forced to be stoic and invulnerable and emotionally cut off 💕 #the fandom can barely handle sub!Kim so let me stay completely silent on my sub!Vegas thesis....... but like...... 👀 #anyway!! babygirlify that man #put that man on his knees agenda 💕

[varijacija]

Not to be mean but all these people talking about how they bought a game to "support gamedevs" like gamedevs are dependent on your sorry ass like ok bro go buy all the games in the universe to support the poor gamedevs 🤣 you arent "supporting" anything youre just buying the games you would like to play thats just buying stuff you fucking idiot

#fr stop using this kinda language for basic stuff im begging #dont want to get into this discourse but yes this is about hogwarts legacy #but honestly people have been saying this shit for a lot of stupid things #like even if youre buying a small game youre still buying it cus you liked it #people are talking like theyre doing charity work about this stuff #really started getting on my nerves #especially about this hogwarts stuff yeah harry potter aint gonna die if you dont buy this game trust me #i mean they know what theyre saying is bullshit #but too many people are taking them seriously #.mypost

[sasster]

Made It Out Alive

So there I was, on the train ride home from class, and I thought.. Man. I’m gonna write something really indulgent. Hope you guys like it as much as I do! [Doc] —

Turning from the stove to the counter, with a knife and cutting board in hand, Lopard comes face to face with a jade blooded nuisance who smiles back at him from his seated position upon it.

The orange blood rolls his eyes.

“Get your ass off of my counter if you want to keep it.” He warns, waving the knife in the air for emphasis.

“Two problems with that, chief,” the nuisance starts, despite jumping off the counter with an ‘oof’ when his feet hit the ground. “S’not your counter and that’s a stupid threat.”

Once again Lopard rolls his eyes, but happy that there would no longer be an ass where he plans to chop vegetables, he carries on his prepwork.

“I’m sure Areios doesn’t want your ass on his counter either. Make yourself useful and—”

Before the command even leaves his mouth, Demuye is already behind him setting some pots to boil and pulling seasonings from cabinets.

“Yeah, yeah, on it boss man.” He says with a smile he doesn’t bother fighting.

Just as the pair are getting into the groove of cooking together, the owner of the hive paces his way into the kitchen with large, frantic steps that would shake the foundation of a less secure building, worrying the front of his shirt between two very anxious hands. Lopard barely gets to open his mouth before his much smaller “babysitter” comes toddling in behind him, on legs much too short to keep up with the exaggerated gait of the behemoth.

Thuein pauses to catch his breath, resting both hands on his thighs as he heaves.

“Running a marathon?” Demuye questions with ill-contained humor, only to receive a sharp look from the therapist in response.

Areios paces his way to the far end of the kitchen and stares at the undecorated stone for several seconds as silence overtakes the kitchen. His three guests exchange worried glances with each other.

Slowly, unable to be serious for too long, Demuye raises a hand and presses his index finger to the tip of his nose.

Thuein copies the motion.

For the third time in such a short stretch, Lopard finds himself rolling his eyes.

“Alright big guy,” He says as he wipes his hands clean on a dish towel. “What’s eating at you so bad that our best and brightest can’t help you keep it together?”

Truthfully, his annoyance with Demuye and Thuein doesn’t last long. It is barely a fizzle before it dies out on its own, really. As the oldest of this portion of their inner circle, he’d been used to wrangling everyone in for some time now. A part of him thrives on it, if he had to be honest with himself.

Areios lets his shoulders slump forward, too prideful maybe to face his friends as he speaks. “Do you think he’s actually going to come?” He finally asks, after his own silence becomes too much for even him to stand.

Once again the three exchange looks that the behemoth can’t see. Demuye seems annoyed at the notion, indicated by him sucking his teeth, Thuein only frowns, and Lopard lets out a resigned sigh.

“I don’t think he’d lie about something like that.”

Areios inhales sharply and exhales in a way that suggests he wishes, right now at least, that he was smaller than he is.

“What if he gets here and realizes he hates me as much as--”

“Ah,” Lopard interjects, holding up a hand that the other party cannot see but heeds regardless. “I’m not entertaining that sort of talk. He’s going to come and we’re going to have a great time. Just like we always do.”

The orange blood crosses the kitchen and pats Areios on the back.

“I’d beat his ass otherwise.” He offers and gets a laugh out of the purple blood.

“Imagine the emotional toll that’d take on you.”

“Smashing those guys is like second nature to me. Now get out before I put the pair of you to work.”

Demuye emphasizes Lopard���s point by slamming a pot onto the counter and Areios laughs again, putting up both hands, as he and Thuein leave the way they came.

Thuein mouths a ‘thank you’ to Lopard on the way out.

“We really don’t pay you enough.” Bemoans a more than humored Demuye, shaking his head, while Lopard returns to his post.

“Yeah, I’ll have to garnish it from somewhere.”

“If you touch my check, and I mean this so seriously, I’ll skin you.”

—

Later the hive is alive with chatter, the way it used to be when Areios housed most or all of the current guests in their respective times of need. The intoxicating bouquet of Lopard’s cooking carries from the kitchen to the large front room that most of the trolls occupied.

His chest swells with pride each time someone so much as compliments the smell of the goods. It is nice knowing that his hard work is appreciated, after all. Soon the smell will be overshadowed by someone else's, probably Achina’s, baking skills. But for now, the pride was all his.

Lopard plops, exhausted, on a couch between the host and a violet blooded sailor who the pair have not seen in countless sweeps, waving a three fingers hand around as he exposits what’d happened to him in those sweeps.

“It hasn’t been all that crazy,” Velrum concludes, shrugging his shoulders in a nonchalant manner that suggests he was merely describing a shopping trip and not a literal odyssey. “I was on the sea. That’s where I came from, so it wasn’t awful.” He lets his good fin flair for emphasis.

Lanaen, seated in a chair across from them, scoffs.

“Were your more stuck-up personality traits concussed out of you, then?”

“Quite possibly. And yours?”

“Oh, no. He’s still very much a dick.” Lopard chimes in before Lanaen can defend himself, and the four of them enjoy a good laugh at the fuchsia’s expense.

It has always been too long since the last time they gathered everyone together like this and the hive itself is practically a flutter with it’s own life.

Lopard chances a glance to a corner of the living room occupied by Zurven, of all people, signing away in a conversation with Isnons who appears to have turned off his hearing aid for the evening.

Each of the pair jumped at the chance when they heard that the other would definitely be in attendance, masterful trickery executed by Thuein and Achina, who were convinced neither would come otherwise.

From what he can make out from his bout of eavesdropping Isnons just wrote his first book and Zurven’s gotta get his hands on it.

He smiles to himself, satisfied that he would not have to field any angry partners  for a botched night out. He hardly notices when Velrum and Lanaen leave the room, absorbed in yet another conversation.

This one possibly about the former’s missing fingers.

“See, we’re having fun.” Lopard nudges a shoulder up against Areios as he speaks. “Regardless.”

“Yeah. It’s always nice having everyone back together. Makes the hive feel less lonely.”

“I think that’s called empty nest syndrome.”

“Look at me, your sad mama bird.”

Lopard only laughs and nudges him again.

Very suddenly, Holoth appears in their space, beaming despite the way sleepiness decorates her features.

“Does that mean I can call you mommy?” She inquires, brightly.

“Please don’t.”

“C’mon guys, I brought something you need to see.” She quickly pivots, seizing Areios by the arm and giving him a tug that actually pulls him to his feet.

Nonplussed, he follows her lead with Lopard bringing up the rear.

Holoth leads the two of them outside, away from the excitement of the hive and closer to the cliff that overlooks the sea. It does not take long for Lopard to recognize the form of a troll pacing back and forth at the end of it, but he is certain that Areios cannot make it out, what with his deteriorating eyesight and all.

He turns his surprise on Holoth who only winks back at him. Then she trudges forward with the giant in tow until he and the pacing figure stop short, staring at each other.

Briefly, Lopard thinks that it was very wise of her to not bring him inside for this reunion. He would never tell her the thought, lest everyone have to reckon with her ego for the foreseeable future.

She gives Areios a shove and he continues the rest of the way on his own, where he and the newcomer continue to stare at each other in stunned silence.

What must be running through their heads right now?

“Areios, I’m so sorry I--”

The full apology dies in the doctor’s throat when  Areios, unable to contain himself, wraps him up in his arms and crushes him into his chest.

“I missed you so much, Aelium.”

#yes it IS 9am but i can’t contain myself any longer #long post #<3 <3<3 #my babies!!! #trust there are more of them somewhere in the hive… but i couldn’t possibly include like achina and #nhomos and vitius and parcae and etc etc without running my brain ragged #lopard #demuye #thuein #areios #achina #velrum #lanaen #holly #im really only tagging the guys who got speaking parts because #zurven and isnons are there and whatever but you really only get the gist of their conversation #am i stalling? #yeah #aelium #this is for me but i really want other people to like it too you must understand #coko writes sometimes

[watery-melon-baller]

reading atla fics where zuko joins the squad in S1 and katara is the most distrusting of him even after sokka and aang trust zuko a la S3 is soooo infuriating like girl. did y'all forget the crystal caves where katara heard some of his Tragic Backstory™️ and IMMEDIATELY tried to help him out??? she only distrusts him so much in S3 so much because he went and backstabbed her after they had a fun bonding moment. you know who would be the most distrustful of zuko out of the 3? sokka. the disrespect.

#I've been rereading atla fics cause im too lazy to hunt for new toh fics and like #y'all do not know how to write katara #does no one remember ba sing se????? #she heard that they both had shared mom trauma and IMMEDIATELY whipped out the spirit water to try and help him!!! #like yeah she didn't trust him at first he's her enemy but that's just smart #come On people you are killing me here #insert something about how katara still assumed that all fire nation bad back in S1 which yes true #but she also thought that shit back in S2 as well she didn't really Learn that until AFTER ba sing se #now sokka. sokka would not trust zuko at all at first #he's smart. he's dumb but he's smart ok he's the only one with common sense (sometimes) #he would warm up to zuko quick but it would take the longest ok #all of them would in S1 since he hasn't done THAT much shit to them yet #anyways people do not know how to characterize katara you're all wrong <3 #atla #this got long whoops #lilac post #I've got opinions and you all have to hear them

[thisisemsblog]

#atyd sirius #atyd #wolfstar #i kid you not this scene lives rent free in my mind istg #it just perfectly summarizes wolfstar #more specifically in atyd #but just overall too #in canon au's ig #like they love each other so so much but also they have so much fucking trauma and cope with it very differently and kt causes problems #like they both haven't had a good childhood and love scares them shitless #but sirius clings to it he doesn't let go he wants to consume you #and remus is always wary he holds himself back out of some self preservation instincts he developed #he believes he's not worth it yes but sirius believes that too #they fear the same damn thing but express it differenly #sirius wants to know everything there is about remus but this goes against everything remus knows #so they fight and feelings are broken #like the “mr 'tell me a fucking secret'” fight? it was this. #again during the war #sirius doesn't trust remus bc he realizes he's holding back again #and remus believes sirius has finally gotten tired of him #bc yk he's always waiting for ppl to leave #abandonment issues #anyway #thank you for coming to my ted talk

[moreaugriffins]

yknow what i'd love to see more of in Ghostbusters?

the og Ghostbusters having little mentor moments for the new Ghostbusters

Loved that Ray was along for the ride in Frozen Empire, he wanted to get stuck back in, and he wanted to help Pheobe and Podcast with the mystery

but it would've been great if just occasionally Ray (or Peter, or Winston, though they weren't interacting with the new guys on a personal level much) just dropped a couple of tips he'd learnt from his time, or just helpful anecdotes from back in the day - the kind that you're confused by at the moment but later make you go "oh shit, that's why they told me"

#rambles #ghostbusters #ghostbusters frozen empire #I know we see them like a year or two into official ghostbusting so they already had most of the mentor moments #but god i think it wouldve just been fun to see little moments #Trevor getting confused by antics or plans and winston just being like #look - if you think it's ridiculous i find it's best to shut down #the idea before ray gets too excited by it #“what if that doesnt work?” #“pray that your body won't ache in every way by tomorrow” #or ray looking over an ancient artefact (like that sphere) and nodding being like #it's from [insert ancient civilisation]. you can tell by #the language #and podcast (or pheobe) asking “how can you tell? it's similar to [insert other language]” #yes but you can tell by the curve of these symbols. trust me kid - when you have to research dead langauges a hundred times a week for #years you start to tell the difference. I actually made a handy-dandy reference sheet to make it easier #idk what tips or stuff Peter would give - he's giving “use talcum powder and double socks for those boots. youll thank me later” energy

[arom-antix]

I don't think y'all understand just how ROBBED we got in the break up scene. Viktor is towel drying his hair, WE COULD'VE GOTTEN THIS

#towel dried hair does not look like viktors did in that scene #trust me i have the same hairstyle as him IT DOES NOT LOOK LIKE THAT #it looks like this #all fluffy and scrungly and we were ROBBED #yes his normal hairstyle is easier to animate and it wouldve thrown off the seriousness of the scene BUT #please i just need scrungly viktor we get so little of him #he deserves to be scrungly #i couldnt help myself when someone mentioned that viktor having messy hair around yuuri would be like a big sign #of him being comfortable enough around yuuri to just be himself and im #i just had to draw a very smiley viktor because he deserves to smile that wide always and yes he has smilelines but you cant see them #his hair is too fluffy #just the right amount of fluffy*** sorry #also i am yuuri #that reaction is just me #yuri on ice #yoi #yuri on ice fanart #yoi fanart #fanart #art #arom antix art #arom antix #viktor nikiforov #katsuki yuuri #sketch #i am very much considering turning that smiley viktor into a finished illustration because i need this mans smile everywhere all the time

[nomazee]

the blade fic 🔫🔫 empty out your pockets and give me any additional thoughts or comments u have >:3c

OH GAWSH HI GWEN,,, you make me blush how did you know i have 1,000,001 thoughts abt every fic i write,,, you ask and i must deliver

the blade fic was so full of projecting but also im just so addicted to portrayals of social anxiety and feeling alienated/out of place in a group of people that are supposed to be your peers,,, i think thats something people experience at ANY age from like elementary school to WORKING age like you could be 40 in an established career and i think you can definitely still have moments where you're like "there is SOMETHING about me that makes me feel different from everyone and i do not think i belong here"

and in any school setting especially,,, i think that feeling very easily festers in u and oough... theres just a lot of feelings that i want to put into writing and this fic was my way to do it

ALSO PUKING FROM SOCIAL ANXIETY HELP,,, very personal experience,,, i know too intimately the feeling of anxiety becoming PHYSICAL and i think that can be so funny but also tragic sometimes Like the actual devastation of vomiting in public and being like "guys what happened"

i also love that i wrote for blade,, i was shuffling between so many characters for a roommate fic and im gonna be honest i was 2 bottled lemonades away from writing about SAMPO... i will never make that mistake again. i think blade has sweetheart potential in every universe but especially in a modern roommate au,, i think he would be so sarcastic and lovingly mean but have moments of like... AGGRESSIVE vulnerability,,, that line from the fic where he's like "i would do a lot of things if you asked" I stared at that line for five minutes and decided to keep it in becuase it just FELT like it fits him

I'm also absolutely gonna use this as an excuse to plug my in-progress blade hs au supernatural fic... Im so incredibly excited for that because that one is more comedy-oriented and i made blade a sarcastic funny loser in it and i think thats beauitufl... at the end of the day that's what he is... blade my sweetie pie forever and always.... i'll get him on his next rerun banner in four years....

#you've read my mind once again ... i always have a craving to talk about my own fic i have too many thoughts and i MSUT get them out #mmmm yes..... my ego is being cultivated and nourished.... yes.... #trust that the blade hs supernatural au will be finished in.... a month... max... zzzz...... hang tight everyone #also oh gawsh #not to be like 'everything is about being queer for me' but ... everything is about being queer for me #and that feeling of 'something is slightly off' applies not just to having overall social anxiety #but also applies to being queer #its something i felt very often and so theres a twinge of that in my writing very often #feeling very slightly out of place because everyone around you just cant relate to your experiences 100% #mhhh.... underlying themes in writing.....yesss......... #nora answers