#AM I LOSING THE PLOT

[schadenfredde]

Venom 3 spoilers:

I don't know why everyone seems so upset, did no one wait to see the end credits?

also note how in the first movie Venom says "goodbye Eddie" before inexplicably surviving the rocket explosion and in this one he says "goodbye for now"

he will come back to him like he did the first time. and I have a feeling Eddie knows that deep down too, that's why he's not too broken over it

and they can move back to their apartment and get their chickens back and the government will be off their backs because they all think Venom is gone

this is the best possible outcome

[flowering-darkness]

NOT MY FIRST IDEA FOR HER CODENAME COMING UP WITH A STAR WHOSE NAME’S BEEN HAUNTING ME FOR AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER

..okay so I might have inadvertently had a second reborn self-insert concept

but it somehow makes things Even More Complicated than they already were with the game’s existing timeline nonsense

so essentially she’d be the third/current timeline’s Adriana (except named something else that isn’t Adriana). Sounds nonsensical, right? But.. while the first timeline’s Adriana - the version of her that I use to selfship with Elena - got reset normally like all of the other characters at that point in time (because she wasn’t involved with the actual ongoing plot at that point), the second timeline’s Adriana was specifically the person who ends up in the “main protagonist” position, the one who survives the train crash and teams up with Anna and “Euphie” to try and save Reborn, only to be lost at the final hurdle because there aren’t enough people to power up Anna’s wish to save her. And I keep using the wording of her being specifically brought forward from that failed timeline into the current one.

Now, usually what I mean by this is that Anna did more meddling than she normally/is supposed to do when resetting the timeline, because while Nostra would go on to choose someone different to be the hero/main protagonist after the reset, Anna didn’t want that person ending up suffering the same fate that Adriana did in her own attempt. And she’d also gotten very attached to Adriana as a person. So, she intervened a bit more than she should have when resetting things, in order to try and guarantee that Adri would travel to Reborn again, to end up assisting Nostra’s chosen hero and being an extra person present to power the wish. (This extra meddling is also why the third timeline’s Adriana has white freckles and a stronger affinity with Ghost-types, culminating in her bond with the Reborn-Shiny Giratina.)

But what if she literally brought Adriana forwards from the second, failed, timeline into the third? And then the reset Adriana also existed and still happened to end up coming to Reborn?

(..I suppose the argument there is that if Adri gets scooped up out of the second timeline, she wouldn’t be present to then get reset into the third, but once the timeline resets I think it goes back to an initial early years-before-the-game-starts point? I should really check that..)

Anyway. It’s nearly midnight and I’m rapidly losing the point to all of this ramble. Something about the concept of being killed despite everyone’s best attempts to save you, and then everything resets back to the start and you’re alive again because of that, but then your corpse got brought forwards to be who she was again (but slightly differently this time), and because it’s a 12-year-old girl taking the entire balance of time and order into her own hands to try and get things right the you that reset like a normal person turned out really differently and maybe was even born in this city and joins the evil team there instead of being born in a completely different region of the world to a completely different family life setting

And this is all, I must remind you, to adhere to a completely random concept I dreamed up last night when I normally don’t dream where Ace and I are dating and we’ve been friends since childhood

What an absolute mess I have made for myself

[benevolenterrancy]

"Heavens, he doesn't understand again." "Every time he says 'I don't understand', Lui-shixiong grabs someone to demonstrate until he understands..." Ji Jue quietly complained to Shang Qinghua. No wonder the injuries at Bai Zhan Peak had only increased!

so this is obviously Liu Qingge's entire love language, right?

[r0sy-maple-m0th]

⊱♕- lavender lovers -♗⊰

proof of concept for the eah au, DO WE SEE THE VISION YET BC I AM VERY HYPED WITH THIS IDEA AND I WILL NOT SHUT UP ABOUT IT

ok so prospero is technically the daring stand-in, but he is SO un-daring-like + all the characters are keeping their nevermore personalities, so it felt wrong giving him darings outfit 😭but he works so well as annabels 'prince charming'

i wanted to design annabel her own fit too, but lowkey i did nawt have the motivation for that today so maybe she'll get a new look in the future, who knows. shes hot either way

last little note, NO IDEA who blondie wouldve been so thats why shes jus like a random girly 💔💔 im just making shit up as i go, haha :>

sketch + reference below the cut

[lunarriviera]

"I just want to be one of you guys, I don't want to be left out. It feels really bad!" [Fei Du, imitating Lang Qiao except making it deliberate amateur-hour sajiao]

[thelesbianluthor]

Kristen Applebees is a mess of a character in the most realistic way.

The thing is that I understand why people got to a point where they got tired of her chaotic and careless behaviour but that's the point isn't it?

I laughed at the bits and chaos of JY so much but I understand that things can be nuanced. I can laugh at the bits while also thinking about the implications of her actions in the story.

Kristen is a mess, she is spiralling, because she is a teenager who was faced with either choosing herself and being kicked out by her family and community or forever living a comfortable lie that would have inevitably made her lose herself.

She brought back a Goddess and she found her truth in Cassandra's domain, but she is also a teenager who just went through her first breakup with the first girl she ever loved and whom she experienced the highest of high and the lowest of lows. She has a right to mess up and fail and hit dead ends. Yeah Cassandra depends on her and Kristen needs to step up and take her role seriously but at the same time, it's so fucking unfair that the weight of a divine being's entire existence falls on the shoulders of a teen girl still in high school who is trying to find herself and learning how to handle life while also still recovering from a lifetime of trauma.

Whenever I think about that scene where Kristen says that her brain feels kind of liquid and she keeps failing to hold on to stuff I feel so incredibly connected to that feeling. I struggle so much with doing things that require a prolonged effort for a long term goal. My brain fails to hold onto stuff so I genuinely don't perceive how much time has passed, time feels so blurry and I inevitably end up failing at things I should be focusing on because my mind latches onto other things.

I relate a lot to Kristen on her struggles with commitment when it comes to important things and her latching onto fun and excitement that inevitably causes her to lose track of what matters.

The thing is that Kristen relied a lot on Tracker and how stable her presence was in her life. Tracker kept her anchored while also giving her a way to channel her energy and attention so I am not surprised that when they broke up Kristen lost most of her drive towards establishing her religion. It's not Tracker's fault of course and it is something that Kristen had to learn so JY Kristen was an inevitability

[borealopelta]

but of course the thing i remain most pissed about is the whole immortality hot potato plot. andy losing her immortality in the first movie was awesome because it was random. we don't really need this whole first immortal last immortal ancient ritual blah blah thing there should not be lore about them!!! the point is the lack of lore!!!!

[sugarskies]

instead of

summary: bob wants to kiss john. john sees right through him. word count: 1,008 notes: i imagined this in the same universe as these but it stands alone well. also minors go away i'm uncomfortable

Bob’s tongue was in his mouth before he realized what was happening.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want Bob’s tongue in his mouth (in fact, he very much liked it). It was just that one second, he was watching the halftime break completely alone and the next, Bob was on his lap straddling him; his thumbs pressed against the front of John’s ears and his fingers digging into the back of his neck.

John let it happen at first. It wasn’t easy to resist when Bob was licking his lips and his teeth, when his stupidly tiny hips were pressed against John’s belly. He slid his hands under Bob’s shirt, dragged his fingers along his spine, moaned beneath his breath when Bob pressed his teeth into his bottom lip.

Then he forced his brain to take control from his dick and gently pushed Bob away from him. There was a chance that Bob was just horny, suddenly overcome with a lust for John’s touch, but given the nature of their arrangement, it was far less likely than the alternative.

“You all right?” asked John. Bob nodded and started to lean back down but the look on his face said that he wasn’t. John used two fingers to push Bob back again and he rolled his eyes. “Why are you kissing me?”

“Because I can.” Bob snaked around John’s arm and pressed his lips to John’s neck. He bit down softly and for just a second, John forgot what he asked. Bob breathed directly onto his skin and dragged his tongue to John’s ear. “Because you taste good.”

“Good,” John started, as he slid his right hand through Bob’s hair, “or just better than whatever else you wanted to put in your mouth?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Bob lowered his face back down, kissed John’s collarbone as his fingers dropped to John’s waist. He opened his lips against the nape of John’s neck, sucked on his skin well enough to make him forget about everything else.

Somehow, John let Bob get far enough to unbuckle his belt and tease the waistband of his boxers before his brain once again regained control from his dick.

“Hey.” John set his hands on Bob’s, stopped him from moving further even though his body told him not to. “I don’t want to do this for the wrong reasons.”

“It doesn’t have to be a wrong reason.” Bob bit down on John’s skin, sucked on him just gentle enough for John to be sure he was satisfying a craving. “It can be for whatever reason you want.”

“But it isn’t. You just want to suck on me instead of a pipe.”

He slid his hand lower, and John squeezed his fingers as he fought off his urges. “Is that bad?”

“It’s not good,” said John, as he wrapped his hands around Bob’s. Bob groaned and dropped his head on John’s shoulder, the soft breaths from his nose tickling the top of John’s collarbone.

“I thought our whole agreement was to distract each other.”

“If I remember right, our agreement never included sex in the first place.” Not that he regretted it. Except for maybe the part where the sex had somehow turned into feelings he couldn’t shake. “Let’s give it half an hour and if you still want to then we can. Okay?”

“Okay.”

Bob snaked his arms around John’s back, slipped them under his shirt and clung to his bare waist. John wrapped his arms around Bob and held him close as his forehead pressed into John’s neck. There was too much saliva to be sure whether the wetness on his skin were tears.

They didn’t move or speak again for a few minutes. Bob was a heavy but welcome weight on John’s lap; his knees perfectly pressed against John’s outer thighs, his hair barely tickling John’s jaw. Then, a minute into the third quarter, Bob said suddenly,

“Are you making me wait because you’re watching the game?” No, he wasn’t. He would have told Bob to stop anyway. The duration he chose may have been influenced by it, however. “I can do it while you watch. I won’t be in the way.”

“Not the point, Bob.”

“I’ll just be on my knees under the TV. You won’t even—”

“And then I’ll spend the rest of the game worrying someone will walk in on us,” said John softly, the side of his head pressed against Bob’s, “and staring into your big, sad eyes, and feeling like a dick for letting you blow me when what you really need is a hug.”

Bob hesitated as he shifted deeper into John. “The hug is nice.”

“Let’s just stay like this, then. I like this too.”

“But I—”

He cut himself off with a sharp inhale. John rubbed his back with the tips of his fingers. “You can tell me. I won’t judge you.”

“I really— fuck, it feels stupid.” It wasn’t stupid. John knew what he was going to say, knew that it was an anxious habit that stemmed from a childhood of abuse and neglect. Bob leaned his forehead against John’s shoulder and sniffed. “I really, really need to put my mouth on something.”

John glanced at the table beside him. Beer wouldn’t be good for him. Pretzels probably wouldn’t do the trick either. He reached over and slid open the small drawer beneath it. Jackpot: one of the many bags of candy Ava left stashed in her frequented places.

“Open.” Bob turned so his cheek was on John’s shoulder and did as he was told. John slid the blue raspberry lollipop on his tongue and Bob’s mouth closed around it. “Better?”

“Mmhm.”

“Good. Now be quiet, Anderson just broke the tie game.”

“Is he on our team?” asked Bob around his candy.

“Yeah.”

“I should move.”

Rather than respond with his words, John squeezed Bob tighter when he started to move. Maybe he didn’t expect the company, but he would be damned if he let it slip away.

[brucie-baby]

if you post ai-generated fanfics, it's important that you know i immediately assume you're untalented with no imagination. it doesn't matter if you think your writing will be bad. write it anyway. post it anyway. at least it'll be yours. you are so scared of mediocrity that you willingly live in the shadow of a fucking machine and that could never be me.

[spadookleds-void]

Papyrus hyperfixation

Yeah i'm in the mines

somehow i always find myself back here

[blueskittlesart]

is detcon actually good

no <3 hope this helps

[white-hole-station]

One of my favourite details about the Feldspar subplot in Outer Wilds is that (in my experience) I always find Feldspar to be a little bit of an asshole compared to what I'd expect after hearing what the others around the village have to say about them. The rose-coloured glasses of grief and old legend have settled around their image back on Timber Hearth so much, and the person to be found on Dark Bramble isn't a disappointment in the afterglow of that, but they are a lot more three-dimensional. They're a little patronizing sometimes ("...You never were the brightest hatchling, were you?" isn't exactly the response I would give to an exclamation about myself being improbably still living), and listening to them talk about their own heroism is just slightly more offputting than when the villagers back home do it. There's still a genuine fire there, a strong love of exploration and an admirable boldness that leaves no question how their passion took this project to the stars...but they're a lot closer to a neighbour, when found, than a hero with a ten-foot-tall image. A neighbour who can be a little annoying sometimes, in spite of the laundry list of impressive things they've done. I like that a lot. I like that the grief smoothed them out too much, in the minds of the Hearthians, and that finding them living roughs that impression up just enough to be real again.

[ripren]

listen to me LISTEN TO ME I need you to take that in. just do it just TAKE IT IN OKAY??? NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!!! like REALLY take it in—

[silvialightning]

I hope people won’t be super fucking weird about the McDonalds where the suspect was found. Take a step back from the internet sphere and wonder if one small McDonalds, with a few underpaid employees, deserves the wraith of the internet.

Does it suck that somebody called it in? Well, nothing much to do about it at this point. Instead of being mad at someone who makes like 10 dollars an hour, and instead of being overly weird online about a fast food restaurant, focus on the system itself.

Remember this is a class war. The rich, the institutions, the oppressive systems vs us, the people. The common folk, on the left and right, who all get screwed over by the Health Insurance Industry. Don’t fall for the “class traitor” talking point. Keep your focus on these corrupt systems. Keep your energy on how things will play out from here. Educate yourself and others.

How many unsolved murders in New York have never been closed? Why such focus and funds spent on one guy’s death? Chasing the suspect across state lines? Having a suspect in less than a week? Does every murder victim get that treatment? That alone should make you mad.

[catenary-chad]

you’ve heard of “nonrep stex that’s not about trains” but consider the inverse: making nonrep versions of other shows about trains on rollerskates. To baffle. To enrage. To get surprisingly deep themes by the radar.

I think you could make a weirdly kid-friendly version of Rent where the disease is neoliberalism-induced rail infrastructure neglect and how weirdly optimistic many people in the transit politic sphere remain in the face of fluctuating government support and even impending doom. Reagan wanted Amtrak dead too. This isn’t a joke, it’s a tragic and painfully relevant plot for a gay train musical to have. Infrastructure neglect is a problem in a lot of places and *gestures at what present day US is gutting funding for*

[michinaranja]

the amount of people that confuse qifrey fanart w gojo fanart is just a small preview of what we'll have to deal with once the anime airs.