#Endless Streams

[daughterofheartshaven]

Whenever I see someone talking about how we can't have a companion from the past beacuse the show can't figure out how to naturally have them interact with present technology I get extremely annoyed because we solved this problem fifty-five Omega-damned years ago. His name was Jamie McCrimmon, he was perfect, and whenever he encountered a modern day thing he didn't know about he just went "ah, that" and assumed the Doctor knew what was going on.

This is a solved problem!

[burr-ell]

idk man i think it's telling that two months after the c3 finale, most fans who came in with c1 or c2 are, at their kindest, just enjoying the ride but still saying they hope c4 does [thing c1 and c2 did that c3 did not], and meanwhile fans who loudly defend c3 and bell's hells have been complaining about divergence and wildemount wildlings and ignoring everything else cr is doing because it's not a spigot producing their desired blorbo content

[muffinlance]

Broken wrist bones are officially fully healed!

Physical therapy also progressing well!

But physical therapy exercises take So Much Time, I'm supposed to do these three times a day and the full set takes an hour so hahaha yeah the only time I'm doing all three sets is on weekends which. Is also my writing time

So anyway

Updates to stories shall continue to be slow. Honestly quite pleased I got any updates at all out during this. Hoping that I'll have enough casual mobility back to drop the most time consuming exercises in the next month or two, fingers crossed

[thecaptainofcosmichorrors]

Witch anon here! ~

Surprisingly not a witch reader (though you can make the reader a witch admirer if you want to. That would be awesome!)

If you don't do requests with Shadow Milk's Sage Of Truth Costume, that's completely fine and you can ignore this!

Also this is based on the theory that Shadow milk's costume is his redeemed form.

If you do requests with SOT Shmilk, could I request Shadow Milk (Sage Of Truth) x reader dating headcanons, where reader was friends with Shadow Milk before his descend into madness, so they go to see his downfall and live through it. But now that its over, they're both feeling awkward in the relationship? :3

[How interesting~ As delightful as Witch inspired cookie would’ve been, I’m afraid he wouldn’t take too kindly to such a thought]

Relearning Your Shape

Shadow Milk Cookie (Sage Of Truth) x Reader

[Note/warnings- I do use the title Fount of Knowledge in the beginning]

You always were something special; a detail, seemingly lost to the seas of time. You knew The Beasts long before they earned their tumultuous titles, though you always were particularly close with The Fount of Knowledge. The two of you hit it off—ever fast friends. Despite your position, you never seemed to view him as the others did; something to be worshiped, but never adored. Fount was just another cookie, If not a powerful cookie. You weren’t naïve, you understood that him—such as the other Virtues—were capable, but that didn’t mean they were without feelings. Though Knowledge seemed content on allowing this to perpetuate itself, challenging cookies question their own perception of him and learn the truth.

You on the other hand? You had far less patience for cookies that never seemed to really want the truth; only ever willing to hear what easiest their minds and pleases their hearts. You were quick to defend his honor whenever you caught wind of a snide remark that had no business leaving their lips—to the slight dismay of The Fount of Knowledge. After every quarrel, he had made it a habit to ease your mind; commenting on the futility of forcing one’s knowledge on another so unwilling, you would always sigh, but still acknowledge your friend’s words—despite you both knowing you would never truly heed such advice.

Despite your stubbornness often getting in your way, Fount never seem to take much offense; it was this unapologetic persistence that allowed the two of you to pave the way for your friendship. You had gifted him something hard to come by; your earnest and undivided attention, you took the truth on the chin and worked through any riddle designed to leave your head reeling wholeheartedly. You were never perfect, but that wasn’t what you were striving for—and by your words, it seemed that you believed the same for him. You seem to content with him as he was, regardless of his knowledge.

His decline was slow, hardly noticeable at first; a small crack here and there. At first you assumed stress, the students had been particularly pushy and the other Virtues seemed troubled as well… but then it worsened. The Fount of Knowledge started to drown himself in his work, almost desperate in his pursuit to gain answers. Though the only thing he gained in return was the absolute dread of watching the start of the end. Soon, Fount became much more disgruntled; frazzled even, not quite losing that sharpness—instead, his aim muddled. He tried his best not to lash out at you. You were not to blame for this seemingly endless string of disaster; and yet, he continued to grow bitter. You saw the truth, accepted it for what it was… why couldn’t everyone else be more like you?

Everything you tried only made things worse; not because of you, but because of what it told him. Your help only exacerbated the problem, and had inadvertently showed The Fount of Knowledge the lengths you would go to understand and learn more; something that he would only dream of others doing? Why should he help when all had turned their backs from the truth?

The day he finally fell was one met with gleeful eyes that didn’t seem to quite match.

The Witches were far less understanding, and while you ached, you couldn’t fully blame them; it was nothing less than the massacre, one that would cling to the very dough of your being long after the dust settled. And yet, you couldn’t bring yourself to watch as the Beasts were locked away.

When The Ancients arrived to the scene, you kept your distance. It would be unwise to grow attached to Cookies that could possibly fall to the same fate as their predecessors; you especially avoided Pure Vanilla. He was a painful reminder of what you had lost and what could’ve been; one glance at him felt like a knife being lodged in your chest, and the worst part was, he knew that and kept his distance out of respect for you—only twisting it.

Though in a cruel twist of events, it was him who approached you for assistance after news of the Beasts had escaped the Silver Tree. Conflicted didn’t even begin to describe the rush emotions that went through you, how is that possible? Why, why now just when you had finally started to heal? And why would Pure Vanilla ask you… despite everything…

Seeing Shadow Milk Cookie was… surreal, he seemed all too keen on tormenting your ragtag group; and yet, time seem to still the moment you look at each other.

…

It was awkward, Having to learn each other’s shape all over again, but the two of you tried your best to make it work—you had seen the depths of his loneliness. Shadow Milk wasn’t the cookie that you knew before, redemption or not; occasionally though, you’d get glimpses of what was. But soon you realized that your relationship would never be the same, and that you would have to be content with that; lest you keep your distance.

Though you couldn’t bring yourself to actually distance, you grappled with it before ultimately accepting it—change would come if you liked it or not, only fools disillusioned themselves to such a truth. His progress was slow and tedious, but you were proud of him regardless; cheering him on every step of the way, and giving him a patience that you had lacked before—perhaps you had changed as well.

There was never any particular point that marked the shift of your relationship; instead, it naturally evolved. Yes, it wasn’t your intention to fall in love with The Sage Of Truth, but it felt so natural. Like it was always met to be.

The two of you only continue to understand each other better by the day; though the awkwardness hasn’t completely vanished yet, merely settles—You’re not there yet, but you will one day. For now, you both take in each day, one step at a time.

[starscreamingg]

Okay I'm so sleep deprived so pardon whatever this is but something that's got me FUCKED up about ai generated pictures songs writing is that it just fucking kills the ability to analyse for me because there's no fucking INTENTION behind it. Like why was this decision made why were these colours used what does that say about the work NOTHING because a bunch of programming took work that DID have intent and theme and purposeful choices and turned it into SLOP. Like I COULD analyse this but it doesn't MEAN anything it's EMPTY I want to EXPLODEEE

[eluminium]

Impulse: talking about how cool it was to reach 1 mil subs Someone in chat: Skizz is gonna overtake you soon

Impulse, no hesitation, with his entire impussy:

G O O D.

I can't wait. I can't wait! Honestly I would LOVE- I would ABSOLUTELY love to see Skizz pass me in everything. Subs, views, everything. Dude deserves it. I've been dreaming about that since I started. Him coming along and making his way up and overtaking me and me riding- I'll ride his coattails for a while, you know!

[seaofolives]

all I'm saying is that if duo decided to become a vlogger, he would be a hit

[pheroyyay]

going to try reverse psychology i think.

i don’t even WANT the new dapg video. i hope they never upload it. i will NOT lie in bed thinking about them uploading while i’m asleep if it isn’t up before then. i am being very normal.

[tomfrogisblue]

one of the true highlights of the qsmp was introducing non-french speakers to how fucking awesome and hilarious etoiles is

[canon-gabriel-quotes]

Gianni knows about this blog btw :3

I know 😭

[chandralia]

I love the cliche of Bakugo shutting Deku up with a kiss, but I also love Deku continuing to ramble through it, even when Bakugo pulls back, with words slurred and breathless DEKU’S STILL GOING, and Bakugo keeps kissing him like the off switch is down his throat

[mj-collector-of-robins]

Started thinking about Jaybin and almost cried, I literally birthed him

[valonthinice]

a small tribute to the wonderfully written ‘Hounds’ by @xx-vergil-xx

thank you for writing something so amazing for this fandom ))))

[zhivchik]

[acewitch-writes]

I remember the first time I read a fic that had Sirius grovelling for Remus' forgiveness post-POA and I was SO CONFUSED??? And now that seems to be the popular take on the situation. The fandom consensus is that Remus was the ultimate victim and Sirius is the one that should feel guilty.

And I feel like this displays a fundamental misunderstanding of Remus as a character.

Remus doesn't hold grudges. He doesn't even feel that he deserves to be angry. About anything. He has too much self-hatred and internalized prejudice to ever be so entitled to his own emotions. In reality, Remus was probably wracked by self-loathsome guilt; for believing that Sirius could ever be guilty, for being directly responsible for Peter escaping after Sirius finally had him cornered, and for grievously wounding Sirius and putting students & everyone else at Hogwarts in mortal danger when he forgot to take his Wolfsbane.

Remus doesn't award himself the grace this fandom is determined to believe he does. He thought he deserved to be publicly outed and sacked, for fuck's sake. He was almost certainly the one down on his knees begging Sirius for forgiveness after the events in POA.

[see-arcane]

Well. I just read the Robert Eggers Nosferatu (2024) script in its nascent 2016 form. Quick and haunted thanks to @nosferattusx2 for making me aware of its existence. It’s here on the Internet Archive if you want to give it a look yourselves.

I don’t know if it’s legit, but it seems precariously close to the trailers. Even if it is the real thing, it’s also an eight-year-old rendition of the script, so there’s no guarantee of it being an exact mirror of what will hit theaters. That being said?

It’s. A lot.

SPOILERS BELOW

I won’t regurgitate the whole thing here, just the main bits that stood out to me for better or worse:

For a guy who says he's very against the sexy romantic vampire trope, Eggers makes sure to have everyone getting scared and horny over Orlok at every opportunity. I will give him grudging kudos for not confining this strictly to Ellen or otherwise Just the Ladies~. The thing opens on Knock stroking himself to the concept of the guy and Thomas gets his own erotic/assault-flavored attack from Orlok at the castle with future allusions framing it in a distinctly sexual framework. Ellen is set up as the ~darkly tempted Eve to Orlok’s Adam~ but it’s not aggressively mega-hetero about it. Progress?

Thomas arrives in Orlok territory and immediately gets swarmed and pickpocketed by smelly-masculine Romani people (referred to strictly by the g word through the script) bar the one pretty young teenage girl one who we later get to see riding naked on a horse because only naked virgin girls can lead the group to hidden vampires for their destruction. Yeah.

…

Bobby Egg, I can get behind the VVitch using seductive evil weirdness and I see why mermaids would swim around topless, but. What the fuck? And also follow-up what the fuckery to the whole portrayal of these guys, period? On that note.

Here we see the first example of Thomas being Assigned Twink at Comparison to All the Other Men. Eggers frames him as insecure beside the masculine Romani and has a future character refer to him as a ‘dandy’ (despite that being a term reserved for men who were well-off, not just effeminate/less than manfully manful). To Bobby Egg’s slight credit, Thomas is not portrayed negatively or milksop-shaped because of this; it’s just. Kind of there. All the time.

Count Orlok’s description isn’t bad. Very ominous, very classic gothic-supernatural. I do appreciate that he’s explicitly given more corpse-like attributes, making him seem like a mobile cadaver more than anything else. And Eggers does keep him creepy—no stealthy Count Fuckula spit-shining on him.

Shovel scene sort of happens as an original Dracula nod, but with no payoff. An attempt was made and thrown away.

Ellen. Oh, Ellen. Such a double-edged piece of work here. On the one hand, this version of the script implies that she isn’t doing the classic bastardized Mina thing of deciding her lame lameo human husband isn’t good enough for her and she needs herself a REAL MAN. There’s a lot of the original Thomas and Ellen’s genuine love and regard shown in the couple…

…up to a point. Eggers writes them a very very ugly and basically wholly OOC argument to do with Thomas claiming he wed her out of pity and saying she ought to have been sent to a madhouse when she was young, which itself was a follow-up to Ellen yelling that Orlok’s work is all his fault in a weirdly victim-blamey way and a scene that felt less like a badly done seduction and more like she was trying to actually assault him. They seemingly both reconcile after this, but like…what the entire hell?

Okay, to get this out of the way—I think Eggers is trying to lean hard into the ‘well in the actual time and place of the story things would be so grimdark and depressing, so it has to be nasty even between the loving main couple, and it adds to the horror-misery of it all, and it makes Ellen’s dark temptation~ more reasonable!’ thing. We can see a lot of that in how he sets Ellen up to have a history of dark thoughts, a lot of stigma surrounding her sanity/insanity, and there’s some very cruel medical ‘treatment’ she gets subjected to during her fits while waiting for Thomas and/or Orlok to arrive. Naturally those fits are all sexual/orgasmically twitchy because of course. Eggers is very much trying to set Ellen up as sympathetic in her situation and as a kind of next evolution to the Francisified Mina character who wants to fuck Dracula/Orlok/Death so so bad~

And then we get to the Van Helsing stand-in, Von Franz, and he is…oh man. 90% of his bits are fun. Interesting. The last 10% would make Abraham van Helsing in every iteration punch through the fourth wall and beat him to death with their library books. Surprise, Von Franz and Ellen both secretly colluded to set up the sunrise trap that will inevitably kill Ellen via Orlok feeding on her into the dawn. Von Franz purposefully leads the vampire hunter crew astray, including Thomas. When Thomas discovers this—from Knock who he mistakenly staked in Orlok’s place due to a mix-up with the coffin—Von Franz laughs as Thomas and Dr. Sievers the pseudo-Jack Seward make a run back to the house to try and save her.

The climax comes with Ellen and Orlok playing out the original Nosferatu ending. She dies happily cradling Orlok’s carcass. Thomas reaches her bedside and collapses in despair. The script closes on Von Franz showing up with a lilac bouquet and putting his hand on Thomas’ shoulder as he grieves, still unmoved from the bedside. Close on Ellen’s dead face ‘at peace.’

Somehow the scene doesn’t end with Thomas wringing Von Franz’ neck.   

There’s a lot more to read in there, obviously, but those were just all the big lumps sticking out of it to me.

I will grudgingly say it is not the absolute worst-case scenario I was afraid of. It’s not what I was hoping for—but that is keeping in line with Dracula and Nosferatu-adjacent media, per tradition. I do still want to see the film, I do want to like the finished product, even with the worrisome second trailer and sundry interviews throwing up red flags. Like The Last Voyage of the Demeter, it is at least an earnest attempt at taking this vein of classic gothic vampire horror seriously as a horror story.

But also.

I would really like directors to stop turning the Mina-Ellen figure into the vampire-pining gothic blowup doll for the latest ‘Bold and Subversive’ take #1654237 of GIRL AND THE DRACULA DO KISSY SEXY ROMANCE TIMES. An impossible dream, I guess.