#ready for judgment

[420jimmyuso]

when im in a prettiest boys on raw competition and my opponents are finn balor and damian priest …

#wwe #the judgment day #the judgment day wwe #wwe raw #finn balor #damian priest #monday night raw #raw #they are so pretty #pretty men world domination #i love them #so much #get ready for me to be annoying #not too many ss 2nite 🤕 #sorry #low qual pics #they mean everything to me

[designernishiki]

kiryu sitting haruka down for a really important talk and looking nervous but deeply serious about it and when he finally speaks he gives an honest and vulnerable admission that upon much self reflection, as unlikely as it may seem, as shocking as it may come, he is, in fact, gay, and he hopes this doesn’t make her feel any distress or discomfort in-part due to the implication that he likely didn’t have romantic feelings for her mom, he did care very very much for her regardless of labels, and so on and so on. and she lets him give this lengthy emotional confession that goes on for like twenty minutes before he finally goes dead silent anxiously anticipating her response. and she’s just like. uncle kaz I really appreciate you opening up to me like this and I’m really proud of you for accepting yourself for who you are. but me and every other kid at morning glory figured this out like 10 years ago

#he’s shaking he’s on the verge of tears and she’s just sitting there like. should I act shocked? this clearly means so much to him but #i feel like saying ‘uncle kaz. its not that subtle. you were a bachelor taking care of a bunch of adoptive kids with no interest #in women whatsoever for years. i already know. most people close to you already suspected.’ is a bit anticlimactic #I think about this a lot #cause realistically she would probably be the first person to open up to about it #unless he miraculously put together through Obvious Context Clues that daigo and mine were a Thing (probably YEARS after the fact though) #and then went and asked daigo about it. which would be hilariously awkward and id pay money to see it #he’s so bad at reading the room and like. getting social cues. I feel like he’d finally get a moment where he’s alone with daigo in his #office and would strike right as daigo’s about to make casual conversation like #‘so how have you b–‘ ‘daigo-san do you like men’ #with his typical stoic intense look on his face. poor daigo that’d be mildly terrifying. also the funniest thing he could possibly do #kiryu #haruka #rambling #kazuma kiryu #haruka sawamura #yakuza #amusing follow-up to the initial idea with haruka. he eventually calms down and is relieved and whatnot and says to her kinda casually #‘I’m not sure if I’m ready to tell anyone else. except maybe majima. I’ve been able to trust him for decades with just about anything and I #know he’d never be judgmental–‘ and haruka’s sitting there like. oh god do I have to tell him. someone’s gotta tell him.

[echo-inthecorner]

Maybe…idk…just leave the fanfic alone instead?

#there’s something called HEADCANONS and AUS #which can be interpreted however tf we want #it upsets me when i see this #and the way the comments were being so judgmental too #a comment mentioning they were ready to send death threat #idk what to say to this #ao3 #fanfic #writing #fanfic writer #ao3 writer #writer #ao3 author #ao3 fanfic #tiktok

[overdevelopedglasses]

Here I caved and decided to do Judgment ones

#incorrect quotes #judge eyes #lost judgment #some can be interpreted as more shipping dynamics but it's fine #who doesn't love a bit of kaigami/kuwagami/sugashi (i guess it's called that idfk) #slight tag rant time bc I needed something to clear my brain after gundam #friends and I watched the first movie (some of them had seen it before) #and god damn my ass was not ready for that #I was ready for maybe like an hour not a whole damn movie #forgor that gundam is depressing #they wanna watch movie 2 on saturday/sunday and I may just tell them to do it without me #and watch movie 2 on my own #ANYWAY rant over i'm going to bed <3

[sewercentipede]

the sacred linament of judgment - lingua ignota

#lyrics #stuck in my head #lingua ignota #the sacred linament of judgment #sinner get ready #my pic #my edit

[noctincubo]

WASHED IN PRECIOUS BLOOD | anoctivaga

Inspired by “THE SACRED LINAMENT OF JUDGMENT” by Lingua Ignota

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#anoctivaga #lingua ignota #kristin hayter #lingua ignota lyrics #sinner get ready #digital collage #collage #the sacred linament of judgment #sinner get ready lyrics #sargent house

[aro-ortega]

villain names

vanya: heartbreak

milo: power

sasja: terror

chuck: the challenger

xander: force

teddy: dionysus

josef: arbiter

#not sure that i love chucks name but. shes not shy about Something Worse Is Coming And Yall Need To Be Ready. Training Time #um vanya is hb bc. of my steps hb is influencing him the most #but also ! he is Nothing. he is reflecting back at los diablos. and being named hb is part of that reflection #also. become the thing that killed you #milo is power bc she has to be stronger than everyone else she was too weak before she needs to be better. the best #sasja is terror bc. he is. thats his thing thats his aspiration thats his goal. finally he gets to terrify the world back #punish it for how it terrified him. break it for breaking him. kill it for killing him #xander is force bc theure going to do whatever is needed to achieve their goals - and they will use all physical #and mental forces available to them. but also ! its bc it feels forced into this position. #this is the last option available to them this is it their backed into the corner. but its going to do whatever it takes to get out #teddy is dionysus bc hes beautiful and hedonistic and genderweird and mad (like. divine madness. the maenads. you know) #oh also bc hes a dramatic bitch (theatre) (loves to monologue and to put on a show and to look good doing it) #also bc dionysus eleutherios - the liberator #look it up on the dionysus wikipedia page its just in the intro paragraph. also read about the thrysus while youre there #josef is arbiter bc he is judgment. he is judge jury executioner. he knows whos on his list and if he doesnt he will find out #they have to pay #anyway. good night ! #vanya mikhailov #milo park #sasja jespersen #chuck kelley #xander wyatt #teddy harlan #josef richter #op #fh #sidestep

[c0rpseductor]

idk who needs to hear this but if you feel like you're a soulbonder or tulpas come SO EASILY to you or you talk to spirits CONSTANTLY or whatever similar sort of thing and you ALSO happen to have a lot of extreme emotional volatility and PTSD-like aversions you can't explain and difficulty concentrating or remaining grounded and issues with your memory.......you need to put all that on the backburner and see a doctor because you could just have a dissociative disorder and be actively rationalizing away the most obvious symptoms with magical thinking.

#i'm not being like judgmental i just really hate seeing this happen to people #i've been in that position myself and it's like....i know if you're not ready then nobody can shake you out of that denial #but. man. it's just not healthy

[kindaorangey]

i feel like. if a parallel/callback is going to happen then it should be like, the icing on the cake, not the only thing that makes the scene worthwhile.

#thunder rambles #to use two INSANELY different examples #in trollhunters rott theres that. parallel piece of dialogue between jim and toby. and as soon as they said it the first time i was like #'THATS going to come back later.' because of how out of place it felt #and it was like wooo chekovs gun when toby was dying and they said it again or whatever. but there was no... buildup behind it rly #WHEREAS #when simmosa get together the callback is twofold! #first of all the 'fresh start?' thing is more than just them earnestly forgiving each other #its also about the circumstantial things that have kept them apart for this long. like snap judgments/jonah being annoying #and also them each being in relationships or not ready for a new relationship #so like. 'fresh start?' is like okay now thats all out of the way. now that we're on the same page about how we feel about each other #lets move past the bullshit that got in the way the first time and try again. and then he kisses her. #which is *fundamentally* the same emotional moment as the one in the pilot when they first say 'fresh start?' except on a #WHOLEEEEE different plane of emotional weight and milestone for their relationship #AND #the second aspect of the callback is that it happens in the photo lab. #they could have put those badboys in the breakroom or just any random room but they were like no. #pathetic fallacy of an obscene variety babey #and it rules.

[lilfoxay]

So... what if I posted an out-of-context bit of a story from like a year ago that I still haven't finished? Without any warning or explanation? I haven't like... revised it even. And it's bad because I sucked a year ago (just kidding, I'm working on the negative self-talk). It is edgy, it is about angels and shit, I am living my middle school power self-insert fantasies and the only person who can stop me is me when I regret posting this immediately after I hit the button. It's below the cut :P

“Unimportant. Why isn’t their soul out yet?”

“Complications,” Oxy walked forward to stand next to the mortician, as both of them studied me closely. I averted my gaze, and quickly found the floor to be a point of interest. “Their soul fights back.”

“Fights back?”

“Happens very rarely, only with the–”

“Souls of angels,” The room filled with an oppressive silence as all three of us pondered the situation we were in. However, I felt pitifully out of the loop. “Is there any chance we could still try?”

“Yes. But neither of us will like what we see, or what they’ll do to us when they get their memories back.”

“We can handle one bird-brain.”

“I’d be offended, but there’s no time,” The mortician cupped their hands around Oxy’s, and soon they both wore blue, crackling spectral gloves tipped with gleaming claws. “On three,” With a grim nod, Oxy plunged their claws into my chest, and the cold feeling spread throughout my body once more. The mortician stepped up next to Oxy, and both their claws now anchored themselves into a part of me I did not know existed. “One,” Both of them shifted their stance. “Two,” The claws hummed louder, and the otherworldly sparking increased in frequency, leaving the room aglow in a pale blue light. “Three!” With a heave, they both tumbled backward onto the floor, pulling me out of my body as they went. Pulling… us… out of our body. I was bent over the steel table, the claws still embedded deep within my torso. Hands that weren’t mine tried to grip their arms and yanked me free, only to pass through them uselessly. Voices that were never my own cried out from my mouth in a cacophony of shouting and sobbing and begging and suffering. I saw through dozens of eyes. I grasped and tugged desperately at the clothes of those who had rent me from my body with a sickly number of hands to no avail. I towered above them, my head scraping the ceiling of a room that even they could not reach. As they both stood, unflinching as the hands attempted to pull them towards us, I could barely think over the storm of screams in my head.

I could not see my reflection. Oxeleure and the mortician’s eyes remained hidden from my view. The room had no mirrors. The metal on the table before me was dull and dirty, but it was better that way. What little I could see of myself, the reactions and body language of those who stood before me, they were enough.

I was a monster.

And yet they did not hesitate.

“The table! Hurry!” shouted the mortician as they dug their spectral claws into one of my arms.

“No need to tell me twice, I’m not an idiot.” Oxeleure soon followed suit, and with a snarl they dragged me down and onto the table. They fastened the shackles around one set of my arms and my ankles, as the rest of my limbs punched and clawed at them in retaliation.

“Jonas, get in here! Bring the potions!”

“What’s the hurry, I thought you were a profe- holy shit!” All of my eyes stared back at them as I struggled against my binds, my many arms uselessly passing through anything I tried to touch.

“Just shut up and get the potions to the body! I don’t know how long these binds can hold something like this!” Rushing forward with an armful of bottles, Jonas let them fall at my body’s feet as they tilted my head back. Cracking open three of the narrow vials, they balanced them in my mouth and pulled two handfuls of needles from their apron’s pockets. Disembodied golden hands, shining with the same energy as the orbs that had healed me, appeared around them and grasped the needles, urgently opening the rest of the vials and collecting as much of the green liquid as each could hold. I watched as they jabbed the needles into my neck, my arms, my legs, and even a few in my heart. I could see my neck turning pink as the liquid from the bottles in my mouth ran down my throat and seemingly brought my body back to life, without me in it. One of my hands once again tried to go for Oxeleure, grasping at their forearm. This time, it connected. They tried to wrench away from my grip as my other hands lurched greedily towards any hope of freedom.

“Uh, Circe, what does it mean when it stops phasing through objects?” The mortician slowly turned to see, as if scared to confront the reality of the situation.

“Thought you would know that by now like you seem to know everything else. It means we’re running out of time. Prepare to move the spirit,” They deftly dodged my arm’s pathetic attempt to claw at them. “Jonas, is the body ready?”

“Yeah, yeah. About as ready as it’ll ever be,” They turned to the mortician, their eyes glowing suns against the sickly blue hue that filled the room. “Tell me when.” The mortician and Oxeleure dug their claws into the pair of shoulders closest to my head, tensing their muscles in preparation.

“Okay in three, two, one…” The shackles flew open, their runes extinguishing, “NOW!” They both yanked me up from the table, hurling me towards the body as the golden hands injected the rest of the potions into my corpse. Against my will, my many sets of arms braced themselves against the chair and pushed back. The golden hands let the needles clatter to the floor as the blue energy coursed around them. Growing claws of their own, they burrowed deep into my bones and my chest, and I felt my hands slip through the chair as I screamed in agony. With a heave, Jonas, Oxeleure, and the mortician finally shoved my spirit back into my body. The glow from my own soul vanished, as well as the light from the claws and spiritual hands, as they all fell to the floor in exhausted silence.

“Swear to God… if you die after all this shit we just went through…” Jonas growled between gasps. Sharing their sentiment, Oxeleure crawled forward and clasped my leg. It was almost as if the sudden ‘attack’ scared me back to life. I lurched forward, gasping and panting and coughing and living for the first time in days. The mortician recovered the fastest, getting to their feet and dusting off their clothes. I felt firmly rooted in my own body once again, and for the first time, started being able to register the details of my surroundings.

#special thanks to rfh to encouraging me to share something on here for the first time lol #i will not provide more details unless prompted #because this story has been evolving in my head for years so its one of those disorganized passion project things #a lot of tangled up gibblety gob yknow #but thanks for reading it if u did #even a tiny bit #means the world that anyone would read past word one lol #im not tagging this with any writing related tags cause im not ready for a bigger audience's judgment #maybe someday

[thresholdbb]

I just remembered that last night I finally finished the book I was reading, which means I can move on to Star Trek novels…….

#it was 1000 pages and I didn’t realize this when I started reading it #I fell into the sunken cost fallacy and had to finish it even though it kept knocking me out at night #but HO BOY IM COMING FOR YOU TREK BOOKS #ready for a whole other level of unhinged (and reading is a socially acceptable activity around a workplace #where as my exuberant voy watching experience would garner scorn and judgment #melts into oblivion

[420jimmyuso]

so normal abt finndamian i SWEAR ! 😭😭😭😭💯💯💯💯💯

#wwe #finn balor #monday night raw #wwe raw #damian priest #damian priest x finn balor #the judgment day wwe #finn balor x damian priest #the judgment day #tjd #my boys #they did this for me #FINNDAMIAN WORLD DOMINATION #ready to be so annoying about them

[malevolentmagic]

@heartfullofxfright sent: “would you just listen to me for two seconds?” from jasey <3

he almost says no. not because he doesn't want to hear her out, thought that's at least part of it, but because if anyone can talk him out of murdering someone over this shit show, it's jasey and he doesn't entirely want to be talked out of it. "fine. talk fast."

#heartfullofxfright #alexi;jasey;meme #answered;; #v; dysfunctional duo #if!!! we need to plot A Thing that would make alexi ready to murder #and jasey willing to like. talk him down/tell him he's being done #i am v open to that #but also if you have an idea feel free to go for it #bc you know alexi v well and i trust your judgment #but i am all for chatting it out if needed #my brain just. could not. figure out. what it would be

[yuinini]

im still quite shocked at no mercy's results, my boy dom deserves better :') as long as this is opening a new better chance for him i'll be alright :))))

#wwe #wwe nxt #i'm actually not ready for monday rn #dominik mysterio #the judgment day #nxt no mercy

[beingdreeyore]

#100% ready for your judgment #fight me #Santa tell me #ariana grande #what a mood #christmas #Spotify

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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#everything needs to stop being so interesting. like bro i wanna focus on one thing at a time #but not its like everything constantly so im like trying to hype myself up to do photosynthesis stuff bc #its interesting and will b useful before i start my phd #but my brain is like: no. u want to draw and learn about the history of religion in the near east #someday someone will approach me wanting to convert me to their religion and they will not be prepared for my readiness to #jump into theological discussion. like if my dad dragged me to church now id probably go harass the pastor afterwards and b very critical #abt their presentation lmao. religion is just super interesting from an academic perspective #it is a bit weird tho bc now when i see ppl getting weird and gate keepy abt obscure religious stuff im like bro wtf #thats probably an aspect taken from other traditions of the time before the judeo christian god was consolidated as an idea #like theres so much lore and interpretation wtf r u talking abt? and then im like oh wait. i somehow forgot this is a religion and ppl #believe these stories as the word of god. which makes it even more interesting bc it makes academic discussion contentions #sigh. whatever. also shout out to the time i got into the truck for sampling. turned to my lab mate and went: hey i went in deep on the #jesus lore so im gonna rant at u for like an hour about unpacking jesus the man thr myth thr legend lmao #to b fair it was kinda his fault i started on this path bc hes like weird and judgmental abt ppl believing in religion and i was like hm i #dont like that. religion is interesting. i will not learn more bc u have annoyed me. bc that's how my brain works and here we r #last year evolution was my big thing and this year its near eastern religion lmao #unrelated #*i will lean more. not i will not learn more