#but we getting back into that flow

[mhexart]

Dumbass (Affectionate)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Unsolved Mysteries.

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[ninakoll]

6 page (pg-13?) rinniki comic inspired by that one rly cute hajime story in which hajime is invited to eat pizza with rinne at niki's place. did this sort of as rinne's bday comic since niki got one too! sorry if its a little ooc i needed them in the Situation for this comic to work...

that dangling spit over someones face as punishment thing is 100% an older sibling forbidden move . anyway.. always fun to draw a short comic. see you aruound space cowboys

[sevastiel]

A Thousand Lifetimes

Drifter appreciation piece :3

[lightgamble]

DAREDEVIL: BORN AGAIN | 1.09

Nothin' in this world a good cup of coffee can't fix.

[tobethemselves]

I’d love to know why Louis is ONCE AGAUN forced to stunt! WTF! Why?!!!

I understand your frustration but this is sadly the reality for a lot of closeted people in the industry. And if you look at what happens in the US and so many other countries at the moment, I think it's really clear why Louis and Harry decide to stay in the closet for now, and stunting to appear straight is part of that.

And as much as a lot of us hate it, it's a big part of the industry in general too. Not only for queer people, a lot of stars use this for several different reasons, mostly to promote a project of theirs, stay relevant and create stories that will keep their names in the press.

Apart from that I don't really see Louis or Harry being forced to do it anymore. If they are stunting now, it's definitely something they agreed on. And that doesn't mean that it's their fault, it means I think they have more ability to have a say in things since they started their solo careers.

If you want to read more about why so many stars including HL do stunts you can look through my hashtags PR STUNTS, LOUIS' CAREER and MUSIC INDUSTRY. And I also recommend reading these posts here and here.

@daisiesonafield-blog has a lot of information on her blog too, it's very organized if you go there on web.

[moonchild-in-blue]

You know, looking at Damocles through the lore lens is SO interesting. Because the one thing we do officially have is how Sleep Token came to be.

From their 2017 Metal Hammer interview:

"Vessel encountered Sleep in a dream, with promise of glory and magnificence if Vessel followed Him."

Success, fame, power in exchange for worship. Seems easy enough right? Vessel took the deal, and sure enough, the glory came. But it all comes to a price doesn't it? To worship was the condition, not the payment - it's just that Vessel didn't know how big the cost was. He wanted to get to the top, but didn't realise how steep was the fall.

This reads like a fae's trick, like a twisted granted wish from a genie. A crossroads deal with the devil.

There are many theories about the moral nature of Sleep - are They benevolent or malicious? Is there space for ambiguity? Do They have any regard for their mortal worshippers, or is divine power the only thing They crave?

Regardless of where one stands on it (and really, it's such an open concept that there's definitely space for all of these to co-exist), Damocles to me cements how malevolent and capricious Sleep is. Because if pain and despair is what They crave, why would They warn a mere feeble human of the consequences of the success they so desperately seek?

Especially after TMBTE - we thought that Vessel would finally retaliate, and it was precisely after that decision to fight, to bite back, that they reached the top and saw what was awaiting there. Almost as if Sleep lulled him into a false sense of security, let him hope for the best, gave him a taste of grandeur, and let him find out for himself his golden palace was just another cage - one built with his own flesh and bone.

And how is he supposed to escape from that prision, when the warden is himself?

[rowenwolf]

Brandon Sanderson is a brilliant writer when it comes to world building, overarching intricate plots, and battles.

The one place where he seems to fall short? Interpersonal relationships. The bonds these characters make with others often seem superficial to me and lacking weight despite the meaning given to them

The one interpersonal relationship where that wasn't the case? Navani and Raboniel. Somehow Brando Sando wrote the GAYEST most supportive and interpersonal character driven plot between these two, full of support, awe, and literal connection through music and rhythms, and then RIPPED IT AWAY!!

Like okay we've had enough of good character interactions back to superficial waves at intimacy between people while we focus on the morality of battle and city planning instead.

Navani, Raboniel I'll never forget the doomed enemies science yuri you created together you were too powerful for this series

[kakusu-shipping]

Bonding with my step father by matching our aliases to the dismay of our other party members <3

[deiaiko]

#21 - Wall

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[getouyuri]

something kinda random I wanna try taking a shot at is like… writing a bratty dom. idk how else to word it. but I wanna make cheerleader!reader like that in sexual situations…

[sodapopcurtis-dx-asks]

Ding ding!

It's been a week.

From one Thursday to the next Thursday, Soda was intending to only be missing Friday for the holiday, and he did—going out with the gang the day off, and they ran off into town doing what they could with Soda's tip money and then landed themselves at a nice lake for the rest of the day.

But what he wasn't expecting was for the DX to close down for the rest of the week.

As to why the DX closed down, his manager Stacy wouldn't say. He just said it was for "maintenance" and "something to do with that murder case."

Soda wasn't gonna stress about it. He shrugged it off, and stayed his happy self at home with the occasional company of Two-Bit, and Steve and Ponyboy and Darry who all came later in the evenings after school and work.

When he got into the DX, the place felt eerie and dustier than before somehow. Like the cops had completely changed the air quality of the place to be... worse.

He cleaned up here and there, dropping his lunch bag under the counter and rolling his sleeves up higher than usual. The weather was finally starting to heat up now that they were finally reaching the beginning of May. If he had a hair tie, he'd probably use it. He likes his hair long, but man, is it hot.

He sat himself down and found a note put on the counter for him to find from Stacy.

There's stuff in the back, just don't mess with it. Bags or something. The cops left them behind and told me the same thing.

Be smart, just do your job. No biggie.

–Stacy

“Huh...” Soda picked the note up and stared it over for a bit, glancing over at the door behind him that read "STAFF ONLY" in dusty, etched letters.

He shrugged it off, pocketing the note and getting to his jar. He wasn't gonna get himself involved in anything today, especially not with all this weird shit going on.

The clock on the wall behind him read 9am. He gotten into work a bit late since someone else opened for him. Everyone was at school, Darry was at work just as he was, Two-Bit was probably bustling around town bumming around.

Soda took out his fair share of notes, laying them all out to go through and answer. But he had this itching feeling in the back of his brain, a terrible curiosity.

He was gonna do his damn best to just ignore it.

Alright, let's get to work then. Shall we?

[deanpinterester]

it actually drives me nuts that the showrunners (or maybe it was riordan, i can't remember) said they had the characters immediately clocking all the places they stumble into because some readers said it wasn't realistic that the characters wouldn't know. it's. a KID'S SHOW. IT DOESN'T MATTERRRRRR

[jpg-of-dorian-slay]

SO FUCKING CLOSE TO FINISHING THIS FIC AND THE CHARACTERS HAVE STOPPED TALKING TO ME. WHAT THE FUCK WHERE DID YOU GO COME BACK GUYS WE NEED TO FINISH THIS

[deiaiko]

#19.3 Unravel

It had been some time since Agni felt this nervous. Not even talking with Jinsung Ha recently had made him feel like this. He fiddled with the mask on his hand as he waited for Grace to come back. He had thought hard on how to deliver the news, but he knew that no matter how he phrased it, Grace would be upset. Velt nuzzled under his palm and Agni gave her a few pats, before deciding that she would be better inside her bowl in his lighthouse, just in case the shinsu acted up around Grace after he received the news.

Grace came back wearing the comfiest shirt and shorts Agni knew Grace liked to wear on lazy days. He joined him on the floor, and they ate dinner together. Agni always finished last, so while waiting for him to finish his meal, Grace told him about his day with Bam. Grace was intrigued by how much his way of thinking had changed, and how glad he was to be able to be by Bam's side when he was having a bad day. It reminded Agni of the hidden floor, when Grace faced his sworn enemy.

They left the used bowls on the coffee table and went to brush their teeth. Afterwards, they turned off the light and went upstairs to sit on their bed. Grace's curious gaze never left him, and Agni curled his feet nervously.

Grace was the one who broke the silence. "So…what is it?"

Agni's breath hitched. This was the part he dreaded most. "I talked with the crocodile earlier. Did you know that he could manipulate stone already?"

"Huh." Grace needed a few seconds to let the information sink in. "Didn't Rak learn it on the Hell train? How does he know it?"

"Turns out our crocodile also traveled back to the past like us. He found the young crocodile and taught him."

"What?!" Grace gasped, wide eyed. "That means our Rak is–!!"

"He's dead." Agni quickly snuffed out that hope. They had been in delusion for long enough; it was time that they faced the bitter truth. "He suffered a fatal injury from the explosion. He couldn't have lasted long without proper help." Agni omitted the actual cause for Rak's death, but still kept his words true. "I'm sorry."

"…Oh." Grace looked lost, just like Agni was. His lips parted a little, but they closed before any sound escaped.

Agni gently squeezed Grace's hand, encouraging and comforting as he let the silence stretch on, giving Grace some time to process the information.

"Agni…" Grace whispered, "do you think Hatz and Isu…?"

Agni bit his lip and avoided his gaze, as the nightmare of that day replayed in his mind. He witnessed Hatz get his arm ripped off when trying to protect him. He could still recall the clang of a sword hitting the floor, and Hatz's suppressed scream that gnawed deep at his guilt. He witnessed Isu get beheaded after being taken hostage, the memory of warm blood painting them both still vivid like it happened yesterday. 

Agni refused to acknowledge their possible deaths, because it felt like a nightmare that one day he could hopefully wake up from. He avoided the topic when Grace brought it up, so he wouldn't have to say it aloud and make it real. He had been so hard on himself, because he couldn't get rid of the feeling that he had failed Grace and everyone else involved.

Agni knew this had to change if he wanted to live better, now that they had gotten a second chance. So he swallowed down the lump in his throat that had built up over the years and asked mostly to himself; "What are the odds of their survival?"

"There's always a chance–"

"Grace." Agni looked him straight in the eye. "They were already severely injured before the explosion hit."

Grace fell silent and went still.

Agni felt a pang of guilt upon witnessing Grace's reaction. "Sorry. I didn't mean to snap." Agni fiddled with his hands. He realized that he didn't know how much Grace knew of what happened. "My scar…do you know how I got it?"

"I…was told it was from the family heads' battle." Grace looked thoughtful. Agni knew he was trying to be careful with his words. "A stray attack?"

"It could have been worse." The memory of the scorching heat on his skin felt like it had only happened yesterday. He passed out right when he was about to heal Isu, and only found out later that he also lost sweetfish at that time. The days he spent recovering from the burn, to withstand the excruciating pain every second he was conscious, and finally coming to terms that it'd be a permanent scar, was one of the turning points that had changed him forever. Were Grace not there to care for him, he might have ended up destroying himself even more.

Agni hadn't realized he had his left hand clawing on his cheek until Grace pried his hand off and frowned, "You're doing it again."

"Maybe I should wear the mask…" Agni muttered to himself. After all, Grace gave it to him less so he could hide the scar but more to prevent him from unconsciously hurting himself. The only time he could safely take it off was when Grace was around.

Agni bit his lip nervously when Grace didn't reply. He no longer had the courage to look Grace in the eye that spoke so much concern, so he leaned close and rested his head on Grace's chest. "Rak, Isu, Hatz and Hwaryun were trying to get me out of that damned place. But we were caught while escaping, and…it was a bloodbath. I was…too occupied to react to the incoming heat. Rak shielded us from the explosion. And when I woke up…"

"They weren’t with you," Grace finished it for him after Agni trailed off a moment too long.

Agni nodded dazedly, "I've been telling myself that they're still alive, after a blow that could kill rankers. But…who am I kidding? I was lucky enough to survive with just this little–" Agni vaguely pointed to himself– "inconvenience."

Agni felt a hand gripping his arm, and he pulled away to see Grace looking at him with a pained expression. His eyes were glossy and his lips were pulled into a thin line. Trusting his instinct, Agni reached out to gently trace and cup Grace's cheek with his free hand.

"I'm sorry," Agni muttered. "I'm sorry, for not telling you sooner."

Agni silently witnessed tears that streamed down on his love's face. It was a bitter sight that Agni wished he'd never have to see again, that he had tried to avoid for so long by not telling him. He pulled Grace in and held him close to his chest, as if Agni was trying to gather his own crumbled heart back together.

Grace mumbled their late best friends' names as he held onto him tighter, shaking from each breath he took between sniffles.

Agni felt his own eyes sting with unshed tears. He remembered the years he spent climbing the tower together with his old team. Despite their banter being his source of headaches, Agni knew he too had come to acknowledge them as his cherished friends. Only when they were gone did Agni realize how much he'd miss having them around. Seeing the younger them didn't exactly close the gaping hole in his heart, but at least the emptiness was more filled.

Agni squeezed Grace tighter. "We have their younger selves with us now. We will protect them better this time."

Grace only nodded and sank further into his embrace. And Agni planted kisses on his hair, relishing the thought that after everything he had gone through, Grace was still a constant in his life. As long as he had him, everything would be okay.

When Grace started shaking again, Agni caressed his hair and hummed a comfort song they had known by heart. Still, it didn't make falling asleep any easier for Agni, especially not after admitting that his nightmare was very much real. However, as he had been through grief…this, too, would pass.

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[lavenderjewels]

Jjk 260 spoilers ❗️

So do people genuinely think Gojo is back or is it agreed that it’s a cliffhanger to trick fans. Because right now, it seems too fake or likely Sukuna seeing his eventual end in sight, but even on the chance it’s real, there has to be a catch