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mercuriians · 3 days

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my paradise

jjk,, k. nanami x fem! reader

content info — short drabble, angst horribly and lazily disguised as fluff. <3 this fic was borne out of my own anguish upon witnessing certain spoilers. (gege hates us all)

author’s note — sorry for being mia. you guys all know how life can be. luckily i’m on break so i’ll do my best to send out at least one finished request 🙂‍↕️ i’ll fix this post’s format later, for now i hope you guys enjoy my first attempt at writing jjk.

"do you think heaven exists?"

you utter your question so softly, so innocently, in a timid whisper that seems like it barely even leaves your lips in the first place. the moonlight seeping from the window is dim, just enough to surround the room in a bleak, lazy kind of aura. nanami's just about ready to drift away into slumber—where it's dreamless and monotonous, and he simply just exists—but somehow there's a feeling that tugs at him. telling him that he should turn his body to face you, to see whether there's childlike curiosity within your eyes or quiet desolation.

so that's what he does. twisting around in the ivory bedsheets, he examines your expression with an air of diligence that probably shouldn't even be possible in the near-midnight hour. nanami ends up being a bit surprised. somehow you look calm. tranquil. like there's nothing else in the world worth focusing on but him.

but he still treads carefully, cautiously. "why do you ask, love?" nanami's voice is a bit hoarse, a little rusty from the lengthy time he's been silent.

perceptively, he sees the column of your throat move slightly as you swallow. "while i was on break earlier today, yuji asked me something," you admit. "he wanted to know how he could, in his words, 'give people a proper death' when the time came. and i guess that made me think about where we even go when we finally depart from this world. where our souls go to rest."

there's a small, intimate pause as nanami waits for you to continue.

"when we were kids, we were always told that there's a place for the good people and for the bad. obviously it's comforting to let yourself believe that it's all really that black-and-white, but i don't know." your voice trails off again. nanami doesn't know how much time passes when he sees your eyes become clouded over, like you're focused on something faraway. something distant, maybe something that wasn’t even there to begin with. "would there be some sort of paradise waiting for us when we die? would we even deserve that, kento?” you whisper.

he holds his breath.

it was exceedingly rare for you to succumb to such sentimentality. you were almost always driven with diligence, fueled by the need to stick to your schedule of early mornings, midday coffee breaks, and late shifts. in a world where curses ruthlessly threatened to enforce a strict hierarchy of chaos, he recognized the all-too-significant desire to at least maintain a reliable form of organization. especially considering the fact that you were both first-grade sorcerers. some of the very best.

but now, nanami's realizing that maybe, maybe the reason why you were always so vigilant is because there was no other option. there was no time to wallow in self-pity, to question why you both had to live in such a merciless society, to scream out in frustration and curse out every single damn thing in existence and wish that things had been at least a little bit easier.

either you accepted the cards you were dealt with, or you opted out of the game permanently.

nanami quickly wonders what that means for himself. but he shakes off the thought, shakes off the negativity that crept up on him for a split-second with the expertise that he's collected and honed over the years.

right now, his only objective revolved around you.

gently, he reaches out, touching your face with the calloused tips of his fingers. for a moment, he traces the smoothness of your skin, like a paintbrush to a canvas, before moving a loose strand of hair behind your ear. the way you look up at him with eyes just short of being teary makes his chest tighten, but he perseveres for you.

it's all for you. whether he likes it or not.

"i don't know the answer to that, and any sane person living on this planet wouldn't know either," nanami finally utters. as his words hit the empty air, he sees your pink lips curve upwards by the slightest bit. it’s like you can’t help but be amused by his trademark bluntness. even in the middle of such a bleak conversation, nanami’s glad that he can at least bring you some resemblance of joy.

“but the way i see it,” he continues, hand dipping down to find yours almost instinctively, “none of that matters.”

your brows furrow. you curl into his comforting figure. “what do you mean?”

nanami’s eyes meet yours. “i couldn’t give less of a damn about what happens after death. not when i’m here with you in this moment,” he whispers, unable to restrain himself from inching closer, closer towards your face, “and hopefully the millions after.”

his lips brush against your own. it’s tentative, even almost shy—his way of asking you if this is alright.

you seal the gap without a second thought.

nanami pulls you closer. his arms wrap around your waist, as if he was unwilling to ever let go.

the intimacy of it all is enough to make him forget that for a moment, he was lost in thought, lost in the realization that people truly were helpless to whatever happened in the afterlife. but really, above all else, he was a soldier—had been since the day he enrolled at jujutsu high. and as long as you were safe, nothing else would matter. including his own—insignificant, small, dispensable—life.

at that moment, nanami’s armor became yours instead.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu nanami #jjk nanami #nanami kento #nanami x reader #nanami x you #jujutsu kaisen nanami #nanami x y/n #enjoy the angst #<3 #only a little bit sorry #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk fanfic #nanami fanfic

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i-mybrunettelady · 20 hours

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a gravitational pull

Summary: Renira goes on a date with a very singular woman. Content warnings: sensuality/making out (M) Spoilers: None Note: Happy Lesbian visibility week! I may not be a lesbian but Ren is and I wanted to write this for ages now but just.. didn't, so here's one for a ship that could've been, but never was. Ft Babymander Nyra.

Renira doesn’t ordinarily meddle with targets that don’t concern her current mission. The Vigil, as far as her orders go, are allies and not people whose secrets she should be focused on. A secret here and there is fine, but there is a line that the agents can’t cross. Not when there’s General Soulkeeper and Warmaster Kernsson on sight as two high ranking officers. The Warmaster, maybe, if she were daring enough to attempt to spy on him again at such a time, but the General?

She cannot risk it; not as a Lightbringer. Not when her squad relies on her in this way.

Yet when Kernsson’s pretty apprentice starts chatting her up and asks her for a date, Renira is all too quick to agree. There is no shortage of pretty women, but there is a shortage of time. Now, after that whole business with Ajax Anvilburn is done with, she can take a break for one evening. It’s nothing serious, after all.

Then again, Renira does wonder if digging up info on your date before you even go out is standard practice for anyone who isn’t of the Whispers. Probably not. Alysannyra Ainsaph’s name has popped up here and there - starting with a file in bold, red letters called the Hero of Shaemoor. She has family here in Ebonhawke. And now, apparently, she has joined the Vigil and bears the title of Crusader.

That’s where she makes herself stop. There need to be conversation topics. She cannot know everything in advance.

“Nice dress, by the way,” Alysannyra says with a slight curve to the ends of her lips. “I see you’re taking cues from the locals.” She then pauses and joins her hands before her. Her lips, full and pink, are slightly parted. “I think it suits you, personally. We’d wear it belted in Rurikton, for the waist emphasis, but it looks good like this, I think. And I think the flower I chose works well with it? As if I’d known!”

Renira takes a deep breath. “Thank you,” she says and accepts the flowers - a vibrant yellow to match the pink of her dress, just as Alysannyra said - and gently holds them in her hand. Then Alysannyra offers her a hand and off on the streets of Ebonhawke they go.

She looks good tonight. They look quite the pair, unintentionally so. The thought makes Renira smile. Nyra looks rather good in the traditional Ascalonian embroidered shirt and a jelek. The shirt is open enough to reveal her collarbones and the tightness of the vest makes her chest look pronounced. Her hair is long and loose, brushed but only barely, alternating between brown, red and blonde in the dying light of day. Her face is bare.

Renira hasn’t seen eyes as blue in a while. Or maybe the lack of romantic attention in recent times finally reared its ugly head. While not that common, blue eyes aren’t exactly a rarity either.

“Your hair changes color in the sunlight,” Renira says, by way of observation. Their footsteps fall in rhythm.

“Only the wisest of men know what my actual hair color is,” Nyra supplies, and lifts her eyebrows. “It has been foretold, certainly, that one who guesses it right will win my hand in marriage.”

“Should I keep looking then?” Renira laughs. She likes the way Nyra talks. The dryness of her humor is refreshing.

“If you like. I like to be looked at. If you guess right, you might get me to pop the question, Ascalonian style.”

“Oh? I assume your heritage allows you for more insight on that particular topic than my few months of living here does?” Renira leans in - rather, down. Nyra’s hair smells of fresh herbs.

Nyra lifts her head to meet her eyes. She holds her gaze. “I could show you, if you’d like,” she says.

Renira hums. “There is time, Nyra.” She masks the extent of the excitement the response leaves in her. Nyra is a woman of the court, and she knows the art of conversation just as well as Renira does, yet not everyone acquires the charm needed to get to be as good as it can be.

No, it’s not charm, not really. It feels like she has something of a gravitational pull that makes Renira unable to look away. The steadiness of her gaze, the warmth of her hand, scent of herbs and a hint of perfume, all coupled with her head held high, tempts Renira to bend down and kiss her then and there. When has she grown attracted to muscle on a woman? That is a new development.

Not that she minds.

Nyra’s smile is lopsided. “Enough time to squeeze a second date in?”

Renira laughs. “Maybe. If I don’t make up my mind by the end of this one.” She pulls her closer. The eye contact breaks when she snakes their fingers tighter together and runs her nails over Nyra’s knuckles. “We aren’t even at the date location yet. The night is young.”

And indeed, the sun has just set. The moon is just peeking through, an invited, observant figure to the chatter of people and their joint hands. By the end of this, Renira thinks, she could have Nyra in her bed if she wanted to. And where would the harm be, if she has a willing participant?

Nyra nods, pink in the face. “That is for you to decide, but in the meantime, I think a delicious meal awaits us.”

And the food is good, admittedly, the kind both humans and charr would enjoy. Well done meat with kajmak, chopped onion that neither of them are touching, reflections of the bright yellow flower in the little rakija bottles. Turns out Nyra isn’t a fan of it. She takes one sip, swallows like a battleworn hero she is, and places it down with all the grace of a woman of the court. Renira downs hers in one chug. Nyra lifts a brow, as if impressed.

And maybe alcohol did lower their inhibitions, but they’re kissing in a dimly lit street later, with Nyra on the tips of her toes and her hands around Renira’s shoulders. She’s a good kisser, it turns out.

“Billiard rooms,” Nyra explains in between kisses. It’s a rather silly high society excuse to stare at people’s asses and steal a kiss.

Renira slides her hands down and squeezes Nyra’s ass. She doesn’t need any overpriced rooms. “Were there any bets?” she asks, curiously. A part of her laughs, almost; is she as cocky as someone like Nyra can afford to be, to place a bet to be the best she’s ever kissed? She doesn’t voice it.

There are many things she hasn’t been able to afford herself. There’s something so very aristocratic about the way Nyra carries herself, the way she grabs attention and stamps her seal all over it. Even now, red in the face, with lips darkened by kissing and lipstick, she knows she looks good, she knows the world should be watching her.

Arrogance, Renira thinks. Arrogance that’s hardly ever faced a pushback. Arrogance that makes her want to fuck her against that very wall, in this very street. What a luxurious thing.

“Nothing that went beyond tongues,” Nyra replies after a thought. “My parents have always been of the old, Ascalonian cut.”

Renira tilts her head and licks at Nyra’s lower lip. “And you?”

Nyra looks visibly distracted for a moment. “I’ve never been to Ebonhawke before,” she says. “Is that good enough?”

“More than enough.” Enough to write in your file later. Tastes divine, is hardly in touch with where her parents came from. Looking to reconnect. Doesn’t care about the way things are done here. She places a kiss on her jaw. Nyra’s nails dig into Renira’s skin. She then kisses lower, to her exposed neck.

Then, she then feels Nyra’s hands pushing her face away from her neck. Just as Renira was about to ask to leave her a little bite. Rude, she thinks and smiles. You arrogant, rude, sexy aristocrat. You just need to be in charge. Did the world see that? Or do you keep these things to yourself?

“I know a place where we can have more privacy,” Nyra says in a voice that doesn’t invite questioning. A command wrapped in a statement, and the quietness of the tone doesn’t take anything away from its force. She slides her hand down so it rests on Renira’s hip. “It’s not that far away. Come.”

She then takes Renira’s hand and goes down the street, lipstick stains on her face and neck be damned. She walks like it all belongs to her, like she’s the queen of the fucking world, with her head held high. Without shame. Arrogant.

Not arrogant. Proud.

It takes Renira a lot to fall in love, but maybe this is a closer thing. Or maybe it’s the rakija, and the kissing, and the moon whispering in her ear, and the Ebonhawke and its pressing history and its proud descendant that’s holding her hand.

Whatever it is, Renira slides into the night with her.

It is, after all, a call she can’t say no to.

#gw2 #inspo birb has come to town #alysannyra #renira sulver #gw2 writing #my writing #gw2 fic #lesbian visibility week #listen ascalon is serbia to me and they went to a kafana and had rakija and roštilj and kajmak #a kafana date. and one dressed in traditional clothes #for reference ren is in an anterija type dress #which is a largely woman's traditional garb #so many good examples online #they're not in opanci but shhhh #opanci good. we love an opanak.#anyways give it up for some. sapphics on a date #please give this notes i worked hard #i trust y'all to read this

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just-in-the-nickleback-of-time · 1 year

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Atreus:

#has this been done before?#probably #guess who started playing god of war again?#he’s just a little boy #a baby!#kratos: LOOK AT HIM! isn’t he handsome :) and smart? he is also very kind and loves animals :) he can turn into them #he loves his boy #kratos would be the most aggressive parent at the pata meeting #love that he went from ‘I cannot express to my son how much I love and cherish him’ to what we have no #it’s perfect #picking up his son and shoving him in peoples faces like a proud cat owner showing you their slinky bastard baby #‘LOOK AT MY SON!!!! WE ARE HERE BECAUSE HE WANTED TO BE HERE. I LOVE HIM’#truly Atreus’ no 1 fan #god of war atreus #god of war kratos #god of war #god of war spoilers #god of war 5 #I think it’s five?#kratos #Atreus #Tyr #god of war Tyr #god of war meme #striking while the irons freezing

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humberg · 9 months

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'Gonna be an ambush, no doubt. Just focus - you're better than them.'

#johnny doing the best he can to be vincent's final shoulder to lean on inside mikoshi 🖤#it's a bitter sweet ending knowing they're so close to having to say goodbye to each other #what started as wanting to kill each other blossomed to wanting to save each other #the ending broke my heart for weeks #custom poses my beloveds <3 #did i storm mikoshi this morning on don't fear the reaper to get this shot? sure did 😌👉👈#can you tell it's at Arasaka? Probably not #guess who also still has no internet 🫠 used my phone's hotspot to upload this #johnny silverhand #oc: vincent ronin #cyberpunk 2077 #cyberpunk 2077 spoilers #tw: blood

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individuating · 3 months

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umineko project / witch hunt / steam release translations of the red text at the end of episode 4

#umineko spoilers #umineko #to me this is proof of confession of the golden witch’s existence validated by the vn itself. at some point sayo put her feelings to paper.#though having ikuko happen to find the bottle is. lazy. to me. as a non i=s believer #anyways about the text itself…probably the most obvious difference between the translations is number 3 #if only you had never come back vs. if you don’t come back is a pretty big change… what i’d give to know japanese </3 #my best guess is that it could be taken either way since parts of the text are cut off at the borders? otherwise why wld there be this gap.#.me #topic: sayo #also ppl confused at number 5 (sayo very clearly Loves) refer back to the angry rant beatrice did at shannon in ep2 about how love = lust #like i swear any time ur lost abt something relating to sayo u can just say ‘it’s about sex’ and you would be right in some measure

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smallest-moon · 10 months

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what if vash was a god, a benevolent god loved by many, who worked hard everyday to listen and attend to everyone's prayers and kept spreading himself thinner and thinner but it was okay as long as his people were safe right?

then something horrible inevitably happens and no matter what vash attempts to do, he cannot fix this! the people turn against him, where was their god? wasn't he supposed to protect them? why couldn't he save them?

useless, useless, u s e l e s s

he falls from divinity but he's not a common man, he is something else... something lower, something despicable. destruction and devastation followed him like a shadow no matter where he went and despite all this he never lost his kindness and heart

he falls from divinity but he's not a common man, he is something else... he is more human than humans could ever be

what if wolfwood was dangerous and deranged... his early life being of pain and misery, the only thing he clings on to is the orphanage. the place he was raised and helped raise many like him. he does not believe in gods because if they truly exist then why do they suffer so much? how many more children are going to turn out like him? bitter, cold and resentful

he is always kind to the children there, he never ever let's them see his true self they already suffered enough.. he wouldn't hesitate to burn the world to the ground but he'd sooner set himself on fire if it meant he would keep the children from harm

so it is no surprise that when calamity strikes and the orphanage gets razed to the ground, that in wolfwood's final living moments his grief, pain and rage that burn hot in his heart don't allow him to cross into the afterlife and he turns into a vengeful ghost

he is weak but quickly grows strong. he chases the transgressors like a vengeful god, for if the gods themselves do not destroy their pathetic scummy existence, do not make them pay the consequences for their actions then wolfwood would take care of it himself... it doesn't take long for people to grow fearful of The punisher

what if a too-much-of-a-human divine being met with a former human whose heart stopped beating turning him into something cruel? what if the faithless man that kept praying to protect what he loved despite not believing in gods met a broken god crushed by guilt and love who was trying to attone for his own sins with one act of kindness at a time?

#what im actually saying is basically an over glorified hualian au except make it more uh.. catholic??#or i guess more western is probably the best word?#im not sure but if you also love tcgf and hualian like i do you see what im getting it right?#obviously not actually a tgcf au but you know heavily influenced by it #god blessed me with having galaxy brain ideas in the middle of the night but i still havent figured out to make myself write them #anyways heres another for the back burner until i can figure it out on my own #or i bounce back and forth enough ideas onto someone so that they can help and kick my ass into writing it #trigun #nicholas wolfwood #vash stampede #vashwood #uhhhh dunno if this some of these things counts as spoilers but anyways better safe than sorry I guess???#trigun spoilers #once again this is probably incoherent but i had to write this down before i had forgotten AGAIN

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megaawkwardhuman · 8 months

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wow finale day can't believe it's tonight

it also means it's the last gay vampire day :[

for the last time this season the first four were made by @thefandomeffect-noah and the last four were made by me

sparkle on my friends

#you can probably guess but the AAAAAAAA screenshot is the card scene #what we do in the shadows #wwdits #guillermo de la cruz #baron afanas #nandor the relentless #nadja of antipaxos #laszlo cravensworth #wwdits spoilers #wwdits season 5 #wwdits season 5 spoilers #wwdits s5 #wwdits s5 spoilers #brought to you by ms paint #sparkle on it's gay vamp day!!!#friend chaos #who's ready for pain? I KNOW I'M NOT

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athenaholmesartistsguild · 3 months

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I've only just started chapter 3 of Gaiden but I am absolutely obsessed with the theme of powerlessness and how it's conveyed within the game.

I can't help but notice how often Kiryu says he 'doesn't have a choice' when doing pretty much anything. Even if it's in super banal, low-stakes interactions like doing something for Akame, he's constantly stating that he feels as if he has no agency in his current situation.

In the previous Kiryu Saga games, Kiryu is painfully aware of the consequences of his actions, but he still regards them as choices that he made; not something he was forced into.

His status as a Daidoji agent has basically beaten him into submission. He'll occasionally try to fight against this absolute control over him, but he's eventually returned to his position as a pawn in this huge, shadowy organization. The Daidoji are the first organization/power structure that managed to get control over Kiryu's tendency to burn shit to the ground and good god do they take advantage of that.

But then Kiryu's also painfully aware that this is the reality he asked for. Not only does he outright say this multiple times, but he's telling others that 'they started this' when they're confronting him and it's so obvious that he's talking to himself.

He's constantly bouncing between feeling miserable and powerless and then resenting these feelings and berating himself for having them in the first place. He's grasping at any sliver of control he can still have over his life, not to find meaning in his new existence, but to further punish and abuse himself.

I can't remember the exact post, but I saw someone describe Gaiden as a love letter to the Kiryu Saga and that's the best way to describe it, I think.

Kiryu's arc in his games is an incredibly slow car crash where we witness in painful detail how incapable he is of permanently leaving his life as yakuza to protect his family.

He has this almost codependent relationship with the Tojo Clan and feels a compulsive urge to get involved in the constant crises happening.

Of course, there were outside factors that were trying to pull him into these conflicts. Everyone believes that he's the only one who can fix everything. Kiryu's name carries power. Isn't it disgustingly selfish to refuse to get involved when he was the one who chose the clan's chairmen?

How could he refuse to deliver a single letter after the 5th chairman was shot right in front of him?

How could he ignore the people threatening to take his orphanage away from him and his kids?

How could he tell his daughter that she can't become an idol because of his past?

How could he justify staying alive when it did nothing but bring harm to his family?

What choice did he have?

But remember, you chose this, Kiryu.

#Ughhhhh Gaiden's so fucking good you guys.#I'm both super excited for Infinite Wealth and absolutely terrified of what's gonna happen.#I can just tell it's gonna fuck me up.#Guess we'll see how much damage Gaiden does first :')#I also find it interesting how Kashiwagi seems to be more of a parental figure in Kiryu's life than Kazama.#I'll probably write something more detailed later but Kiryu has a line at the end of the ChatGPT quest where he mentions Kashiwagi #and I thought it was interesting that he was more concerned with making Kashiwagi mad than Kazama.#Almost as if Kazama wasn't around as much as Kashiwagi.#yakuza analysis #kiryu kazuma #like a dragon gaiden spoilers #yakuza 6 spoilers #tagging is kinda weird since the Yakuza series got rebranded lol. Obviously 'Like a Dragon' fits better than 'Yakuza'#since all our protags leave the Yakuza like. Immediately.#But I feel like in a few years there's gonna be a divide between people who are new to the series and the pre-rebrand fans tagging-wise.#all us moldy oldies are gonna be using the 'Yakuza' tag while the other half of the fandom is tagging everything with 'LAD'#But it's always fun to watch fandoms evolve and change so I guess we'll see!

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trash-bin-ary · 4 months

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Huhhhh I know defeating the king is going to be a fake ending based on posts I’ve read but I’m fighting him and I’m only on act 2/4??? To be fair 1 went quick so it may be imbalanced but it makes it seem like I have not gotten far with my multiple days of staying up way too late playing cause I have time now

#in stars and time #I should probably maintag my liveblogging incase the person I know is interested in the game doesn’t want spoilers #this is a post i made #like what’s happening in those other loops there’s only like 5 settings here and most of them are the castle #I’m also gonna do some theorizing/going insane in the tag’s instead of making another post #that country to the north that everyone forgot Has to be important right it spjvdoiveupb picks my brain #and that language that is stated multiple times exists but makes your head hurt has to be the language of that country and the openphrase fo #that one door has to be the name of it or something it’s gotta be it was my first thought upon seeing it #and also siffrins memory issues gotta be because they’re from that country also like can anyone hear me #oh also the kings do you remember is making me think he was the king of that country #(do not tell me about if these are talked about more I don’t want spoilers for once)#(man indie timeloop games and making me go insane theorizing. well db isn’t a game yet but)#also looking through the walkthrough huh wag the other bomb component is back at the start!?!?o(-( okay I guess I’m going far back next time

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tunas-spriting · 3 months

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little five minute edit :)

#homestuck #panel edit #hs2 #upd8 spoilers #wow harry your parents have such trans swag #i really love this panel though its fun seeing the betas and alphas as actual adults lol #also i tried? to make roxys dress thing look more like the sweater thing it was in previous panels #i get why they made it look more like a dress than a sweater tho for this panel #its a very cool way to highlight how much roxy looks like momlal #and also how much june looks like her dad #that being said it must be weird for rose and jane how much these people they met in their teens have grown to look like their parents #although for roxy i guess a similar thing can kinda be said???#they never properly met rose as mom obviously but like roxy knew what she looked like right?#like heres the mother you never knew but also did kinda know and shes a mom again #but youre a parent too and shes probably thinking something similar to you #anywho enough tisming about homostuck back to my comm and reqs :salute:#transmasc roxy #<== tbh my roxies are almost always transmasc but im still tagging for anyone who doesnt want to see him #actually now that i think about it arent a few panels from this upd8 based off classic hs ones #yk isnt there a panel where junes dad is waving the same way #and then the harry anderson panel where hes throwing something on the floor looks like its referencing a roxy panel #and also the vrissy panel at the end reflecting a different vriska proper panel

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pocketramblr · 6 months

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Bakugo woke up last week, and Stained joined Toshi fighting AFO. He then got his quirk stolen by AFO and might've been killed. We're not sure yet. AFO proceeded to use Stains quirk to paralyze Toshi, to kill him. Bakugo comes and saves him.

You know I bet Jeanist and Edgeshot could have probably helped Toshi faster than a barely awake and alive Bakugou and while having two quirks he wouldn't want to really steal but whatever nows not the time to start questioning strategem. The real issue here is Stain has had all this time to get or make a gun but he still hasn't.

#has the 'don't put super useful quirks where afo can grab them' lesson not become INCREDIBLY clear at this point #well #at least i know what's going on now #i guess #I'm also not sure that 'can't move when injured' means 'permanently paralyzed'#i mean there's a lot of injuries where you can't initially move but later can #i guess it comes down to 'did he say he can't feel his legs' (nerve issue) or 'did he say he can't move his legs' (big owie issue)#anon #pocket talks to people #bnha manga spoilers #probably. i trust anon fully.

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sysig · 10 months

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If your eye causes you to [fear], pluck it out (P1 | P2 | P3 | B) (Patreon)

#Doodles #SCII #NEJ #Captain Sterling #Blood #Body horror #(I'll put the spoilers further down in the tags so if you'd rather wait to read all the way through first just ignore these for now)#Hey it's not spooky season yet! What the heck!#NEJ got me bad I super didn't expect it but thinking about his scopophobia exploded my brain #I don't know why! It's not like I forgot! Details just fuzzy enough to feel like novelty again I guess lol ♪ I'll take it #It was a fun concept to play in :D I guess I've never really thought about it but I do actually enjoy eye horror? :0 #I have for a while when I look back at it I just never put the name to it haha #Poor Sterling haha he's only had a few sets to himself and then I do this to time - well he seems fine! Lol #Well maybe not Completely fine there's something weird about him hmm ♪#[Spoilers starting] I know Sterling hasn't had a lot of screentime so far but I can tell you this isn't how he'd normally talk #He /is/ still a human Captain so take from that what you will - he has some of his own mannerisms - at least enough to be recognizable #But there's something Not Quite Right about him besides the obvious lol #No he hasn't been possessed but he is Something of a puppet at the moment :3 How we appear to others through their own lense and all that #This is NEJ's interpretation of Sterling through his VUX frame hehe - probably not difficult to guess but NEJ isn't having a fun time of it #How might his fears manifest inside his mind? /And/ the opportunity for horror and blood? How could I resist?#[/Spoilers]#I really am quite pleased with how it turned out :D I initially intended for it to be a Scratch comic but then it kept turning out pretty!#I especially like the panel of Sterling leaning towards him and NEJ leaning away with his head tendrils up ah <3 #His expression is intentionally hidden but you can still tell what he's feeling! Large and fearful! ♥#I also rather like Sterling's first panel of his eyes missing I think the toning came out particularly nice there :)#The guilt of putting my lads through Things is always outweighed by how fun it is to do so haha

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averyhollow · 7 months

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Ouizzy Can Bring Me Back (or Rizzy, or better yet, both)

Staying away from OFMD for the time being. My problems with the show’s approach to its premise, how it has chosen to depict pirate society in contrast with That Man (at least as of S1), how it handles explicit racism and whose story is served by it, and comments from DJ that reinforced my sense that there’s a certain carelessness with how some things were approached and a flippant dismissiveness towards that carelessness, are too much for me to ignore at the moment. That so much of the fandom seems to give it praise for things I think it not only fails at but doesn’t even try to do, is another factor that has made it more grating than fun.

However, the canonization of Ouizzy (and/or Rizzy) would shine so brightly that it’d dissipate the shadows that have been cast over the show for me. (FrenchiEd might bring me back, assuming I could ever find someone who would fall for That Man good enough for Frenchie.) Ouizzy would rekindle my passion for, and soothe my soul’s discontent with, the show. Canon Ouizzy would be my moon and my stars. My sun and my sky. Canon Rizzy would be a warm sweater on a cold day. The feeling of taking off my shoes when the work day is done.

Ouizzy+Rizzy+Froach+RoomPeople would be cotton candy enjoyed during a walk along the beach. A rainy day without lightning enjoyed from a screened-in porch, with hot chocolate, a good book, and a comfy chair. The second bite of a phenomenal grilled cheese sandwich.

All these things and more, would Ouizzy and/or Rizzy be to me. They’d take my issues from grievances to mild annoyances. They’d moisturize my scalp, cause my hair to retwist itself, and strengthen my edges. They’d put pep in my step and a smile on my face.

They make sense. You’ll just have to trust me on that one. I know these things. I know many things. Once you know Ouizzy (and/or Rizzy) are right, you too can come to know anything.*

*Note use of the word “can”. Anything I (apparently) don’t know, is because I choose not to know it or deliberately give an incorrect answer for my own enlightened and arcane purposes.

#ofmd s2 spoilers #possibly. tagging as spoilers just in case because the tags reveal something that can probably be easily guessed if you follow the actors.#rizzy #ouizzy #I know what they did to a certain someone #how could they?!#He deserved better #as a character and possibly as an actor too #not too much I have chosen to know about bts stuff but seems kinda off #stede critical #okay so I needed one more one more dig at Stede before stepping away #in my defense: I really really do hate him and what they’re doing with him #just for me #will not be elaborating #for the time being #not taking questions at this time

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dollsome-does-tumblr · 9 months

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I love Crowley and Aziraphale 🥹🥹🥹

#what a joy to get to see them again!!!!!#just starting episode 3 #dollsome's deep thoughts #good omens #really hopped up on a certain scene that happened in episode two #you can probably guess which one #go spoilers

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nostalgia-tblr · 1 year

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it's not a plot hole if you do it on purpose

okay but there's a few "anti sylki" takes about at the mo which are converging in my head to form Wait I Think That Might Be How Whatever S2's Plot Is Gets Resolved and i am gonna splurge that onto a tumblr post because alas there is nobody around to stop me. And I shall be using screencaps to illustrate because everyone enjoys looking at hot people, right?

we shall start with the following sub-tumble: this bit of touching causing a nexus event is not actually a plot hole. we have indeed established that you don't get those things in an apocalypse, as proved by the fact that they didn't cause one just by arriving on Lamentis (neither of them is "supposed" to be on this timeline). by the rules we've been given thus far there should be no possible way for anyone to cause a nexus event here. certainly not by holding hands, ffs!

that's why everyone in this shot looks so surprised! WTF! "that's not someone stepping on the wrong leaf!" yelps mobius, who knows what to expect in such scenarios. he has spied an obvious plot hole and it shocks him! but for now we don't need to know how that impossible nexus event happened because for the short-term plot this is gonna get those damn variants 'safely' back to the TVA.

they are brought in and immediately separated. this is (maybe) important! they will not be in the same room together until near the end of the episode, which means no touching or doing any other gooey emo stuff at each other.

when they do reunite we discover that The Time-Keepers Don't Real. shocking twist! Oh no, Sylvie despairs as her years-long plan to bring down the TVA falls to roboty pieces around her!

And to sub-tumble again: I absolutely agree that Loki is having A Thought here about something Mobius said to him earlier in the episode. To wit: "the nexus event the two of you caused, whatever that connection is, can bring this whole place down." Mobius - who as we recall knows that the nexus event on Lamentis should not have happened - reckons that whatever the fuck that was must be pretty powerful. and he has a point (maybe). if holding hands can cause an impossible nexus event in an apocalypse what would happen if they got handsy and/or emotional at each other inside the TVA itself?

'Fear not, Sylvie, for I have worked out how to bring this motherfucking place down! Maybe those dudes were robots BUT we can still fix this because... um...' ALAS this is going to require some actual Feels to be expressed D: D: Loki awkwardly attempts to lead into this by explaining the theory: "We will figure this out. [...] Because, uh… Well, back on Lamentis…" Eventually he gives up and seemingly decides to just go right for the Declaration Of Feels.

OOPS, NOW HE'S FUCKIN DEAD, guess they won't be bringing down the TVA after all. Note that after all this we see a fair bit of nexus-tempting touchy-feely stuff but (BUT!) it all happens outside of the TVA and outside of normal time (whatever the heck normal time even is). And it seems you really can't cause a nexus event there.

And here I stop with one simple observation: Mobius's theory that getting your ship on with yourself can break whatever the TVA is remains untested and thus not proven wrong. This whatever-it-is might still destroy the weird agency that controls everything. Now that I have gone to all the effort of doing this post it probably won't but it might.

#do we still call this meta?#sylki #probably not actually Loki S2 spoilers but who fucking knows really #will i finally be right about ANOTHER thing in telly? :O #probably not but as you can see my logic in this post was impeccable #but yes this isn't a plot hole this is a plotline that lacks a conclusion but with more episodes coming we can't rule out it getting one #the Declaration of Feels IS plot-motivated BUT it'd also have to be real for it work - at least according to the best guess/theory we have #if you want a (possible) plot hole - why doesn't mobius make any attempt to ask sylvie what happened on lamentis? she'd know too!#handwaves can be submitted on a postcard to the following address:#loki series

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