#filler content

[compulsivehands]

Just something quick for today.

Ofc my ponysona is Fallout related somehow haha

[trolling-pip]

I think . This guy has been left to rot,,

[obby98]

May your beard grow ever fuller.

A Dwarven blessing.

[habitual-creatures]

I dunno... uh... I'm having chicken noodle soup and saltines.

I don't think I've eaten this in years, it sort of reminds me of being a kid...

But, I'm trying to be gentle to my stomach... this is the only way I know how other than just not eating...

I just hope I can keep it down...

[221berkeleysquare]

jsoqpsjdhsjsjzjjsjsjsnsnsn wtf

Sherlock's Glowing

SHERLOCK: Over there. JOHN(leaning closer): What? SHERLOCK: Toilets. Any second now, you’re going to … JOHN (putting a hand on his arm): Hang on. Tell me after – I need the loo. (He gets up.) SHERLOCK: Mmm, on schedule. JOHN(turning back): Eh? SHERLOCK: Nothing – go!

(transcript)

Why don’t we ever talk about John’s gentle touch on Sherlock’s arm here? We talk endlessly about the knee grope (which I love so very very much, btw), but what about this little moment? I didn’t even realize until the other day that he does it. I know it’s nothing spectacular, and it’s not the knee grope, but UGH, I think it’s just so precious, like “Hang on one moment, I’ll continue to listen to you talk, just need a break, one sec.”

This is before the knee grope. John’s usual guardedness has been gradually falling all night long. I love it.

And look at my favourite pining idiot Sherlock. He’s just all, “oh, okay, but come back okay?” AHHHHHHH. *dies*

Then of course John comes back and tells him to shut up and locks up again. JFC, you’re your own worst enemy, John.

Makes me wonder if John had himself a little internal dialogue while he was in the washroom, like:

“Get a hold of yourself, John. Just because your best mate planned your stag night and only invited himself and you along doesn’t mean anything. At all. He’s just humouring you drinking. The way he’s been looking at you all night means nothing. Pull yourself together. You’re getting married for Christ’s sake. He doesn’t feel things that way. Or maybe he does? I’m so confused. And what exactly is he doing with his phone? God he’s so uptight. First chance I get I’m slipping him a shot.”

*struts out of bathroom*

*Sherlock beams at him*

SHERLOCK: How long? JOHN: Sorry? SHERLOCK: Your visit. (John sits down and gives him a quizzical look. Sherlock looks down at his chart.) SHERLOCK: Estimate approximate volume discharged … JOHN: Stop talking now.

*Sherlock pouts*

… Or something like that. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

And another point that I started writing in the tags, but think it’s important enough write here which turned this little gif project into a meta:  I love that the lighting makes Sherlock look like he is positively GLOWING – like he is just so HAPPY to be spending a night out with just him and John. Blue is a calming colour, and I think just shows Sherlock is really at peace… (well, I think at this point Sherlock is also pleasantly tipsy, so… yeah). John’s letting him be himself, and vice versa, because it’s just the two of them against the rest of the world. AHHHHH!! 

Ugh, just had another thought: Guaranteed this has been talked about before, but I’ve never come across it: The scene after this is the one with the bisexual flag lighting for John… could this be Sherlock subconsciously already knows what he wants (blue = boys?) and the tri-colour lighting in the following scene showing us John swings both ways? Is this SHERLOCK’S sexual identity scene, directly followed by John’s, which is THEN followed by them on the staircase in an “over the bed view” while they have a conversation about their sexuality, FFS!!! Something to think about! Like seriously, that light is RIGHT THERE on the table where their candle normally goes, shining like a goddamned beacon signalling “Sherlock likes boys!” while John touches his arm ever so gently. AHHH.

And then John comes back and Sherlock’s STILL FUCKING GLOWING.

Until John shoots him down:

Oy, this boy has it bad. And look at John’s left eye… What is that little wink John gives Sherlock?? Is that a “we’ll talk later” wink? Then look at this:

John then pointedly avoids looking at the glowing thing (Sherl’s happiness / sexuality?), shields up. Sherlock shakes his head, blue light is hidden from view, but Sherlock’s cylinder is still glowing. And John's cylinder is… conveniently placed. I don’t know. What am I supposed to make of that? John’s reaction here is why I think he may have had an internal monologue going while in the loo.

JFC, this was just supposed to be a silly cute post to get me through my headache. :p Turned into a full on angsty meta WTH is wrong with me? 

I love these two so much.

[merry-band-of-stuck-here-s]

ya

[spacebubblehomebase]

📻🍎 I know Alastor's Shadow conveys his true feelings at times, but what if his random background music does too? XD Meanwhile, Luci's just there to give our deer friend a little smooch! 🥰💕✨️

Also I am proud to announce that I'm officially on break from school. Which means it's back to your regularly not scheduled programming of #HHStargazersAU content from me! Please look forward to it! Because I'm just as excited to share my Chaggie & Radioapple story to you all once again! =D -Bubbly💙

[greatestwizardofthisage]

i would like to personally thank siobhan thompson for organising the bad kids secret santa

[pomrania]

Worldbuilding concept: there was a cosmic war or disaster, and the surviving gods excised from themselves the trauma it gave them. Maybe for the completely understandable "we don't want to suffer from this any more", maybe because a traumatized god is a danger to the world around them. Regardless of the reason, those formerly-deific chunks, the traumas of gods, became literal monsters.

For a variant, replace "gods" with "powerful spirits", or even "mythic heroes of days long past".

Plot hooks:

a researcher wants to study the known monsters, figure out what trauma each of them represents and what bits are shared with other monsters, and use that information to learn something about the cosmic disaster. Aside from the obvious quests of "observe / capture some monsters", why might someone want the nature of the cosmic disaster to remain unknown, and what would happen if that bit of knowledge gets revealed?

a god regrets unleashing "their" monsters on the world, and instructs their followers to focus on destroying those particular monsters. Again aside from the obvious quests, what happens if all those monsters are destroyed? Is the trauma unleashed onto the surrounding area, or does it return to the god; and if so, how is the god changed by their trauma coming back to them? Is there a method of destroying monsters that would prevent either outcome?

after a natural disaster, new monsters are observed. Were they always there, or are they newly-excised trauma; and if it's the latter, was it caused by the natural disaster, or did it cause the natural disaster? Can new disasters change the forms of old monsters? What if somebody wants to test their theories by causing their own disaster?

a doctor claims to have discovered a mortal-safe version of what the gods did aeons ago. They're secretive about their methods, but the results are undeniable: their patients feel better, and have tiny easily-contained monsters representing their traumas. Is this all a scam (possibly even a sinister plot) involving mind control and monsters who are way less harmless than they seem? Is it genuine but insufficiently-tested, and going to go horribly wrong (in one way or another) at the worst possible moment? Even if everything works as promised, what happens if someone's monsters are stolen to be used against them?

[schpect]

really stupid doodle of printer lizzy from a conversation i had on twitter X

[ry0ubakura]

Duel Monsters reboot where everything's the same except Bakura is included in every filler arc.

[aquariusdeanw]

If jujutsu kaisen was a 2000s anime we would have had 35+ episodes of filler during the hidden inventory arc of just shoko, gojo, geto, nanami and haibara doing random missions and ngl I kinda feel robbed

[lavellaned]

they could never get me to hate dai it's like that game was formulated in a lab to make me obsessed with it. the near-empty open world maps? i love. the wordy, timed war table quests that take real-life time to finish? i love. the absolutely horrendous platforming they tried to do? i love. being able to control and walk around as every member of your party? i love. the overwhelming inventory management? i love. collecting schematics i'll never end up using? i love. i love you forever dragon age inquisition

[akiiruis]

even tinier today. tomorrow they will be orange and purple molecules

[heartelysia]

busy thinking of...

toxic ex! gojo who only broke up with you because he needed to move on! at least he thought he did until you did move on without him, leaving him in the dust. he tries his best to forget about you! he really does, sinking his head into his palms the same way hes sinking his cock into the girl below him. but nothing feels good, nothing can make the aching emptiness in his chest go away, not if its not you.

god he didnt even notice how intoxicated he was with you until you left. you were everything he needed to fucking survive and you just up and left like your three year long relationship was nothing? toxic ex! gojo who will do anything for you back, buying a cup of overpriced coffee at your regular place just to bump heads with you every single day, buying you random flowers and leaving them in your break room of your workplace, texting you non stop even when you blocked most of his accounts.

toxic ex! gojo whos anger boils in the pit of his stomach when you rejected all of his advances, blaming you for all wrongdoings because this would've never happened if you loved him more! he would've mever broken up with you, he wouldnt have to go to the earths ledge for a tiny spark in your 'relationship', he would never have to end up with a fucking restraining order.

hes mad. hes mad that you moved on, hes angry that you left him without begging to stay together, hes furious that your life isn't in shambles. toxic ex! gojo needs you dependant on him, he cant just have you wandering off to another person so easily next time. so he does what any sane person does and stalks you from a distance until the restraining order expires, watching your life unfold in his hollow blue eyes.

dear lord knows how many things toxic ex! gojo has done to try and forget you but nothing seemed to work! from getting into multiple relationships, getting a brand new job in an area he has no experience in to travelling the world, yet everything he did seemed to remind him of your sweet smile.

as any other human being would do, as soon as the document hits its end, he shreds it up and makes his way to your home. you seemed too happy, forgetting about your ex entirely, getting random flings, meeting some new dude called toji, going on dates with said man. toxic ex! gojo couldnt allow that, you were his. you were his property even if you didnt know it and gojo didnt like sharing his property with others.

toxic ex! gojo who couldnt help but notice how many of your flings resembled him, personality or appearance wise, there was always something similar to your ex. that was until toji came into the picture, he was nothing like gojo and your ex felt his veins bulge in irritation. he was your first everything - from hand holding, kissing, picnic dates to sex - so you should still be with him!

he needed you back, he needed you to crawl back to him and plead for forgiveness but that never came. toxic ex! gojo who would break into your apartment when youre on dates with the new man, scoffing when he realizes you still left a spare copy of the keys behind the painting hanging above your door. god you were so easy. when hes inside your apartment, hes hit with the fattest wave of nostalgia.

he instantly heads into your shabby room that gojo stayed in whenever, inhaling the scent of your sweetness like it was an addictive drug. he swears theres a hint of his musk but it might just be someone elses considering its been two years. toxic ex! gojo didnt like that. he fucking hated that idea.

maybe thats how he ended up here, his voice whiny and airy as he desperately humps your pillow as he shoves his nose into the area where it covered your cunt. his poor cock was aching, his tip a burning red colour as the veins running down his thick cock throbbed each time he took a whiff of your panties. god he was so needy, after months of being unable to reach a satisfactory climax, just the feeling of rutting his hips into your pillow that you used daily made precum dribble out of his cock in buckets.

whilst youre happily on the date with toji, gojo is busy having seconds by staining any and all surface in his cum discreetly. he thinks hes never came this much just from masturbating, his balls wrung dry to the core just by the memory of your sweet cunt sloppily making a mess all over his balls and pelvis.

but when the front door of your apartment creaks open, gojo freezes, unable to hide the initial shock on his face. why were your sobs filling the silence?

part 2

[pomrania]

Concept: retired adventurers who, along with a local necromancer, run a "starter dungeon" for would-be adventuring parties, so they can get some experience in a relatively safe environment before heading out into the wider world.

At least, that's what ONE of their brochures says.

Their OTHER brochure is aimed at experienced adventuring parties, who want to go through something harmless and low-stakes to unwind, or just to goof off.

It's the exact same dungeon for both types of groups.

(There's also a third revenue stream of wizards and trap designers who want to test out their creations in something approximating the target environment and are willing to pay for the opportunity of adventurers going up against their creations WITHOUT the risk of then turning on the creators for "unleashing such abominations upon the world", but that's not advertised enough to warrant its own brochure.)