#people remember it... man... thats just unreal

[deoidesign]

happy birthday! I just wanted to let you know that I came across this account after seeing this sick horror piece of old time churches, decinding to follow the page, and then realising that it was the same artist who'd written that sick comic on time travelling werewolves and vampires which I'd lost. and they're both t4t too ! effervescent

thank you!

Honestly it is an extremely unfamiliar reality that someone could know me from multiple different things... Not sure what to do with that but I'm glad to have impacted you in small ways and I hope to continue to do so! So thanks for being here, I'm glad that fate brought us back together haha

[phagodyke]

really horribly anxious this morning and can't seem to shake it off :-(

[abyssalpriest]

"Great Death" are you for real. Ive been fucking calling him "Lord Death" since before I even knew he was a real person let alone a spirit this damn life

"In some texts, Mahākāla is described as a fearsome god, a "demon who steals the vital essence (of people)" and who feeds on flesh and blood, though he is also said to only devour those who committed sins against the Three Jewels of Buddhism."

"In China, the god was also associated with fertility and sexuality"

bruh why the fuck do i doubt lev is who he says he is

Like i fucking clicked on the "大黒天" name(s) (chinese and japanese) because i was like "fucking sky character spotted!!!!!!" and now im just like. bruh

[theseh00perscanh00p]

Paige gave a tight smile. “It’s a job.” Kelsey laughed as if it were a piece of charming modesty. “A hot one.”

How do these girls not see how much Paige really doesn't want to be with them 😂 she's all but saying it with her expressions and body language!

Not just beautiful. Unreal. Her heart did something stupid felt like it came to a stop and ached of something slow and tight and painful.

Paige is so down bad, even my best relationships I didn't have those kinds of feelings seeing them after 2 years! By then I had usually reconciled the fact that I/we or both were better off having parted ways!!

Kelsey was kind of interesting initially — as one-week-old Hinge dates tend to be. She cracked some jokes about Paige’s “mysterious athlete energy,” gave an appreciative laugh at the best man’s toast and got two people at their table to follow her on Instagram before the salads were even served.... By the time dessert came out, Kelsey had moved three seats down, involved in a loud, confusing conversation with someone’s cousin about the accuracy of astrology compatibility and homemade kombucha.

At least she's making the most out of her day 😂😂 don't know if shes clueless or opportunistic!! And Paige doesn't care one bit 😂

“You’re… trying…to kill…me?” she finally croaked. Azzi rolled her eyes but grinned — slow, sly, as if she knew perfectly well what she was doing. “So that’s a yes?”

Girl thats a hell fucking yes in any language or culture 😂

Because when Paige glanced over, Azzi was already looking back at her — as if nothing about this was unexpected. As if she’d known already how Paige felt and had just been waiting for her to see.

I keep catching myself smiling and then instant pain when I remember 😂😂 the flashbacks still keep me off guard!!

“Wild,” KK added. “Two exes. One bar. One navy satin dress. What will happen next?”

I love what you do with KK in each fic! All so different but I always enjoy her!! 😂

She looked across the room — Kelsey was already deep in a crowd of groomsmen and what appeared to be the bride’s cousin, twirling a champagne flute that was only half full, which that didn’t stop her from laughing too loud at something there was no way she heard all the way.

Girls in her own world thinking she was the main guest 😂

And if it wasn’t only a dance, she didn’t know how to walk away again.

I just wanna scream THEN DON'T and I remember were in the past still, you do such a good job at sucking us into any given moment and making it feel like this is the main part of the story!!

You gave me that look. You know the one. The are-you-finally-going-to-say-it look.And I didn’t.

Man these little moments are breaking my heart, but like in a good story way you know? There's a line from a Doctor Who episode where someone asks what's good about being sad and the response is "it's happy but for deep people" and I'm kinda feeling that with this, it makes me sad but in a way that I love being moved emotionally in stories. I love a story that can make me cry and feel something real and deep and you are nailing that!!

I really have enjoyed everything single thing you've written! Looking forward as always to the next one! 😊

Lol truly Paige is just playing chess with these dates at this point oops

I have one ex that I probably will never not feel some type of way towards lol oops probably the reason it hasn't worked out for anyone after

Lol I love going to weddings I dont know anyone just a fly on the wall get to know all the tea this girl knows whats up

KK is always so fun for me to use all my fics lol

Thank you that's always my goal in my writing to make people feel something bc lord knows I feel to deeply to keep it all in my own brain lol

[beartitled]

Hello bear! Uhm i am very sure that you do not remember me but i'm the anon who asked if you were on a caffeine high to get extremely pretty detailed drawings.

I read your explanation! Your motivation! Your thoughts on it! Your way of doing it! And i took it to heart. I really did. And you helped me, a lot. You have wonderful advice.

I was struggling to find a good artstyle and was questioning my abilities as a artist a lot so when i cam upon your blog that your artworks i was memorized, admiring, loving your art.

When i first saw your art i thought it was just cute and simple and not much about it, just another cute artstyle that is extremely pleasing to look at so i got curious so i dug into your blog more and more and more until i seen that every single one of your drawings had small details, small details that give the drawing.. more.. more to it.

Every drawing that i have seen from you so far is cute happy, funny and warm. Every single of your drawings is meant to bring a smile on peoples faces, you make your drawings for the world to see and they smile at them. I have not interacted with you that much but you are what you draw, you're funny, happy and you make someone feel comfortable and warm. I looked a lot at your drawings and it gave me motivation to continue art, to try new things and even if no one else notices the details i put in thats okay because i see it, i see the details and im happy with it. I look up to you bear, you are a very cool polar bear that i have ever known. Stay cool!

Bear no you promised *sob* not to cry *sob* when reading your asks *more sobbing*

Learn how to *le sob* accept kindness *turns into a sobbing puddle*

I do remember you 🫵❤️

I’m so glad that my art rumble was helpful, it warms my heart man ❤️💕💓

This whole message just legitimately makes me smile so hard

Seeing people getting joy from my art is such a delightful feeling

Getting messages like this just feels unreal, because you can’t really fantom the fact that you can inspire

I just 💥 drew a silly bear 💥💥 and people appreciate it 💥💥💥 aaaa?¿?💥💥💥💥

I’m incredibly delighted that my art makes you feel that way, it’s a very charming point of view

And mega happy that you also see the beauty in putting small stuff that nobody notices

You know, when people don’t notice those details, you’re just glad you put it there, but when someone finally notices them, it’s even more rewarding (it’s a win win situation ✨:D)

I wish you best of luck on your journey, stay awesome too 🫵❤️

(*gives you a little motivation cookie*🍪 that’s for later >:D)

[spicybylerpolls]

while people are on the topic of finn, a little appreciation for our will byers' actor! noah!

i feel like he could have turned out like a model or something, if you see when he was younger, he was all in proportion and like very pretty boy, a traditional, good looking young man. but now thats he's older and grown into his features a little more - he's not entirely there, that wont happen until they finish growing at like 25 ish, but he is more oddly proportioned now in a nice way. he's EVER so slightly chubbier. he's also mega goofy, but in a different way to finn (although not THAT different actually). he gets away with it more cos he's still handsome in a traditional western way except for the obvious jewish features that im sure lots of bigots hate (see all the toxic milevens on twitter). his teeth are kinda goofy but also cute, but it's his smile that does it. it's kind of contained and shy, down-turned as though he has internalised not wanting to smile too widely, or perhaps just feeling shy and bashful when he's happy. which is VERY will. i think they are more similar than he let's on tbh. i think he's secretly a shy one, just like when he was a kid.

whereas finn seems to burst with light and laughter, then sudddenly realise he's in public and become self conscious again, and his face just turns sour af lmaooooo bless him

mad props to the casting director tbh - these are two performers with faces that are endlessly mesmerising, and acting skills to match. i feel so grateful to be watching their portrayals of this story unfold in real time. the fact that it may break new ground is a bonus, but even if fit doesn't, i've had a ball for the past couple of years! if nothing else, having their first adult scene together could work wonders for their professional confidence. if i was a pro actor, i would love to do an intimate scene with a close friend of mine, we would have a ball and the trust would be unreal.

and lastly, here's a funny little story...

years before i joined the fandom proper in 2022, when s2 was just coming out, my friend (who was very mainstream) showed me some pictures of a photoshoot with noah and finn. we were in our early 20s, fresh from college and no clue what to do with life. and my friend showed me this black and white photoshoot on insta (i think its the one noah recently posted to show his excitement of working with finn again for finn's birthday?), and she was quiet as i looked, waiting to hear what i would say.

and i was like... they look....

*massive pause while I look at her, incredulous and mildly disturbed*

and she said '... hot.'

and I was like YES, WTFFFFFFF

and she was like WTFFFFFF

and we were so uncomfortable and confused! they were young teens! but the fact that it was my mainstream friend who had literally just discovered the 80s through this show, who had a first class English degree from Edinburgh university, who had just started working at a prestigious publishing house in the city, who had a rather gorgeous boyfriend... i mean she was the most down-the-line person you ever met. and i was just so surprised and grateful she had trusted me to say this, and we proceeded to discuss wtf was going on.

basically - photoshoots, esp when the cast were teens, kind of passively sexualised them. im not talking explicit, but rather encouraging pensive brooding stares and poses that are something you would see in a couture magazine. they looked older because they werent smiling, and were emulating these poses that adult men would do.

on top of that, finn esp really reminded me of the first boy i ever had a proper crush on at 13. i remember it so clearly because its not the hair or the skin or whatever superficial stuff, but rather his expressions and attitude (and the freckles). finn, when younger, had this arrogant (and therefore irresistible) teen boy vibe which exactly matched this boy i fell in love with at 13. i realise now that thats all probably from a place of insecurity on finn + the boy's part, but even at 22 sitting in this cafe with my friend, browsing insta innocently, i could remember exactly what it was like to be 13 and my heart was just beating. whenever i think of that crush on that boy, i am 13 again. i am not a grown woman perving on a young boy. i am 13.

so i think, maybe, thats how many of us here connect with spicy byler tumblr.

and now, of course, watching them grow up on my screen (having rejoined the fandom post s4) has been a very... interesting experience for me. i think byler sex discussion on here speaks volumes about how we are all from different walks of life. if i wasn't an art major who has literally been drawing naked bodies from life since I was 16 at school, and a psychology student, i might not understand how to discuss all this stuff. as it is, i've got too much emotional education under my belt, and i know how to embrace my shadow self as long as im not hurting myself or anyone else. (vecna would take one look at me and say NOPE lol.)

sorry for the ramble! thanks for hosting me.

p.s. sadly im not friends with that girl anymore, but this will always be a legacy of our friendship (plus the fact that she was so grateful for my pre-existing knowledge of 80s music lol. & we both bought corduroy sheepskin jackets immediately after watching s1, lucas KILLED it. fashion king)

Thank you for sharing your story and adding to the discussion!

Your cafe story raises so many interesting psychological ideas about the nature of storytelling and connecting to coming-of-age narratives or even writing it/creating it, as the Duffers have done. As you put it, "Even at 22 sitting in this cafe with my friend, browsing insta innocently, I could remember exactly what it was like to be 13 and my heart was just beating. Whenever i think of that crush on that boy, i am 13 again. i am not a grown woman perving on a young boy. i am 13. So i think, maybe, thats how many of us here connect with spicy byler tumblr," and I think there's a lot of intrigue there.

Even though your story is related to Finn IRL, I'd say a part of writing/reading a story is putting yourself in the shoes of the characters and seeing things from their eyes. And that includes temporarily "becoming 13 again" (or becoming the age of the characters you're exploring). And that's not creepy. It's just a part of the process. Art itself is messy and psychologically layered.

A lot of Bylers seem to believe the Duffers would be creepy for including a sex scene in S5, even with the characters aged up, because they watched Finn and Noah (and by extension Mike and Will) grow up. But really, it's all a part of them engaging with the coming-of-age themes they've set up and "becoming 17 again" to properly tell this story how it's meant to be told, wherever that journey takes them. And in the context of a gay coming-of-age tale, it just might include sexual exploration and discovery. *Gasps*

[overflowchute]

one thing i kinda hate about adhdposting online is that, i know everyone has different experiences, but sometimes an acc gets popular posting about a very specific confluence of multiple traits, and often i feel people don't talk about like. the really sucky traits that are directly it

like im still looking for this detergent but its making me think about how i can just forget (or drop but thats not rly the adhd) shit in the most insane places. the number of things i can set down and lose in the most inexplicable ways is unreal. honestly the adhd moment that truly fucking scared me most in the last 3 years was one day i went out to get something id left in my car and discovered I Hadn't Fucking Turned The Car Off When I Got Home Like Ten Minutes Before Like It Was Still Fucking On and i am so nervous about that happening again man. it's always shit you've NEVER done before that you don't even think about the possibility of forgetting about the world is full of new ways to get owned by it

i think an element when looking at neurodivergent posts online is like

you have to kind of try to glean what's being expressed when i post abt it its kind of venting and hoping for seeing if others feel it too. but sometimes ppl are posting like "don't look down on me" and while i do get that, i think being too defensive about your disabilities can lead to certain issues. i think in particular that posting that to the void can be not super helpful or practical... but im losing track here what i mean to say is: just a fun look into the fucked up world of randomly mind teleporting.

ironically it kind of is like the dumb joke of "woah squirrel!" except what if you went woah squirrel and straight up forgot idk your son needed to be picked up. ultimately it's kinda scary b/c it's almost like the important of the item doesn't even matter right? i got diagnosed with an anxiety disorder when i received my adhd diagnosis and now that i've realized some of my behaviors line up with triggers i wonder how much of that is ptsd. but i do think anxiety likely must cohabitate b/c the very core of this disorder is inconsistency.

anyway just thinking about it again. cuz i legit have NO idea what happened here and anything could have happened. i could have left that shit outside and forgotten to take it with me when i last did laundry. who knows

once i got incredibly upset at my brother b/c he just straight up forgot to put the gas cap back on the gas tank after getting gas and we had to go get another one. but i can't really be justified in doing that b/c i know for a fact that while ive never done it i very well could. ultimately i think surviving a condition like mine requires acceptance that, at random times, no matter how hard i try to avoid it, i will simply fail to remember something important that ruins my life a bit. and what matters then is that i don't hate myself for it b/c it's kinda useless to. i don't need to beat myself up to fix my mistakes. and while i can control my life to minimize the degree to which my mistakes can ruin everything, it's always going to be a problem sometimes. all that matters is i learn how to live with that. and now it's obligatory mental illness jojo quotes time

[two-bit-socrates]

Im on episode 3 and real talk time about the opening scene: this is what it feels like at times to watch people fawn over someone in such a way saying 'he's so kind' and such when my schizo, autistic, and traumatized ass sees and hears the cold uncaring for what it is. Now tbf everyone misreads people - not all the time of course but you know what I mean - but the times where I feel like I'm being fucked with when people are fawning over the clothes of a naked emperor knowing how people can so easily lie to themselves feels like in feeds into my unreality vulnerabilities a bit.

Course I have my wool over the eye weaknesses too - been recovering memories [paper, digital, and psyche flashes for w/e that's worth] of my past that were obliterated out of me for various reasons and knowing what people will take advantage of someone's trust just to have some fun and attention at everyone's expense while calling you a friend with such a warm smile on their face and that your defenses let that person slip past. The idea of having someone or being Sebastian that seems impervious is certainly tantalizing but unfortunately soul shattering. You can only find the intimacy you need when your vulnerabilities are exposed. Counterpoint: Crow Demon hunt and kill! Lol Tanaka ;_; <3 I almost forgot about Elizabeth </3 remembering how she was starting to notice that she was getting taller than Ciel and Im like 'ha ha thats normal don't worry about it yay! >.>'

Forgetten how to smile like im having fun. yea good news is there are alternate routes your smile can take to get back to your face. maybe itll return once the contract is complete. Im offically high and watching this with weed chicken thighs and a brownie is so satisfying

The ring scene is heart breaking understanding why Ciel would be so comfortable with the expression of his anger and willingness to strike Elizabeth when he's two directions of opposites with any one else he plans to fuck up. Worse still the fleeting feelings of a different life flying out the window with that shattered ring and the self cold comfort of giving Lizzie her dance. The way Ciel insults her while paying her a compliment feels familiar and I dont remember why I feel like Ive been in this moment before. Like I've been both Ciel and Lizzie in this moment but while watching from sebastians perspective. Someone comes to mind for this too and i think its because he may have the same kind of perspective i do.

the fucking music filled with hostility and overwhelming spite playing over every seemingly wonderful, joyous, and intimate moments of the dance to match ciel's expansive hyper-arousal and sensory nightmare as he full disconnects from his presence and the auto pilot of your ifs takes over as you shrink within your salt crusted rage. this is so well expressed and ive eaten another brownie.

ive never made an amv but i might change that

also the way corvid demon man frequently repeats himself like a bird <3

[vegantinatalist]

sorry if my posts have been kinda weirdly worded lately, ive been overworked as hell recently and been more lazy when writing

i wanna be known for my clear and fleshed out responses but man introverted intuition being my primary function makes that so fucking hard when i start getting tired or split attention. i wasnt always able to talk so well actually, when i was a kid i spoke so abstractly that people couldnt understand me at all and some who were more non-abstract-brained would get very angry at me even lol. i didnt realize it at all back then cause i had no concept of what other peoples brains were like and it was a long and very painfully fought journey to understand how to talk in a way other people can understand. and then even harder to realize that theres kinda nothing you can do to make others fully understand what youre saying no matter how hard you work at it. the uncrossable untranslatable distance between two human brains is something thats caused me unreal existential despair since i was really young, honestly its one of my earliest memories. i think being a person with keen verbal memory and perspective taking ability makes you more likely to realize things like this and thus more likely to develop bpd. when you can tell so early how much of a smokescreen all signals of "connection" are, you become really desperate for a sign of connection that feels more real. i remember being a baby looking at my moms face as she talked to me and realizing that she was only kinda half paying attention, just giving me meaningless nice sounding babble while she was more interested in the phone conversation she was having with someone. i remember how desperate i was for her attention even though she was looking at and talking to me. the "full attention" i was looking for literally didnt exist within her, or anybody, and realizing it shocked me. shortly after that is a memory of asking my grandpa if i would still love him if i was a planet in space, and him turning to my mom and saying "woah, this baby understands perspectives?"

i should really sleep before starting to write a post lmfao. fuck it, going up who cares

[darethshirl]

.........................well. welp. well then. here is exhibit A of Boo-Boo the Fool. of a naive and innocent devotee betrayed by their object of faith. I swear to god the emotional pendulum I've gone through in this journey is UNREAL. But after the cautious cynicism and the burgeoning hope I sadly have to conclude that my final emotion on finishing the game is..... disappointment.

now don't get me wrong. i DID scream and yell and holler and pumpfist during the actual finale. I did like the Solas of it all!! and my previous reblog was made in sincerity: I wrote it after I had just finished Weisshaupt, and it was a glimmer of the good old Bioware magic. A story beat that made me feel emotional and awed and curious to see what happened next. And I feel like the main beatpoints of the story (weisshaupt, blood of arlathan, and the climax at minrathous) were absolutely and genuinely good. They were what gave me the false hope to keep on playing lol

But after finishing the game and sitting with it for a few days.... yeah, nah. my love WAS destroyed, and it wasnt a sudden twist but gradual erosion intrinsic to way the game itself is shaped. people smarter than me have already talked about the loss of nuance and grittiness, the way it's now all about Good People that are Good versus Bad People that are Bad with zero grey inbetween, the way all the previous lore (and realities we've lived through as players!) are wiped away while the devs go "don't worry about it 😘" lol. lmao. okay. fuck myself for expecting good writing on par with the previous games I guess!!! thanks for the clown make-up you've just slapped on my face!

but my complaints go even deeper man. like, WHY were we drip-fed the story in little tidbits that stopped before anything exciting actually happened? (actually I know why: I suspect this is a remnant of the Live Service model 🙃 get a few crumbs of story at a time then go back to the "important" part: fighting enemies. then rinse and repeat forever.) and this is especially egregious with the companion quests. I remember my sheer FRUSTRATION when during Taash's quest they and their mom were finally in the same room, talking about the nonbinary thing, having DRAMA, having the tension that leads to character development, and then....Shathann just leaves. lmao. just when it was all getting juicy!! the scene barely lasted a few minutes! and thats the same with all lighthouse character scenes frankly (I record a lot of them on steam, the clips rarely run longer than 4 minutes)

actually wait, no. the most frustrating example of this was darvin's quest, cause it was combined with genuinely bad writing. please tell me why the big isseya reveal was in a four minute cutscene (that stood on its own, without the surrounding structure of a mission, just a scene you specifically travel to the wetlands to witness and then leave) instead of. you know. when we're actually fighting her?? or something? during a boss fight? at a time when the shock of the reveal will feel impactful??? instead the game just Tells you. in a boring cutscene with npcs you wont have any emotional connection to unless you've spent money on supplemental material. ok thanks 👍

(okay, okay, it's not all bad. Emmrich's and Bellara's quests were standouts for me precisely because they didnt follow the drip-fed formula: they both had chonky installments, with good pacing both in each act and in overall trajectory, with new maps and epic bossfights(!!), and without wasting my time with ten million tiny scenes inbetween. they were focused and they were satisfying. once again, a faint glimmer of old bioware to leads us to the False Hope altar lol)

but this killer combo of bad pacing plus sprinklings of bad writing affects the entire game. why was the only mainplot story line in act 2 us fighting the same two dragons AGAIN? why was the Butcher in treviso only allowed ten minutes of screentime at the very end, instead of being introduced as the main villain of the plotline? why was rivain so irrelevant except as the final area for Taash's quest? why was the Necropolis... actually wait I dont have any criticism there lmao. like yeah it had zero impact on the actual main storyline and didn't need to exist BUT it was cool and gave us emmrich so👌it can exist it's fine

but MAN. can you imagine if origins followed this same formula?? like instead of focusing on each area and its plotline at a time, delving fully into each place's history and culture, getting immersed and invested in them, we had to instead haul ass from one place to another all the time? like. you go to the Circle and learn that theres some demon stuff going on. then you leave and go to orzammar to meet the dwarves. then you leave that and go meet some elves! okay now back to the mages. except you cant solve the demon problem in one go you can just do the fade part. dont ask me why you cant continue, just clear out the first floor of the tower and leave something for later geez. okay now back to orzammar. its election time! by the way theres one Good Ruler and one Bad Leader and its super obvious which is which. also you cant choose the bad leader. and we're skipping the dark roads cause thats a bit Too Dark for audiences. we're just gonna give you some codexes and maybe some environmental storytelling and you can be disturbed by the implications alone, in your own time, while the characters never acknowledge it or emotionally react to it. okay back to the elves now I guess! lets frolic in the forest for a bit. dont worry about the big bad he'll come at the very end. alriiiigh now its time to finish the mages storyline! aren't you excited?? etcetera etcetera freaking etcetera

and since we're comparing games. can you imagine if inquisition ended at haven?? you get tossed into a storyline whose beginning you dont understand, you fuck around for a while and pick an ally or two, then you go have the climactic fight and win. hurrah! never mind that in inquisition thats the part where the rest of the storyline unfurls, giving you both an emotional beat that affects your character and more opportunity to world build. here in veilguard land we stretch one(1) act into the whole game and call it a day. cool!! I didn't feel like I was treading water and wasting my time at all!!

because at the end you know what my actual prevailing emotion once I finished the game was? hunger for more. like after all the busybody work I was finally experiencing the true magic, and I was finally having fun and being Gripped by Emotions... and now it was over! I played this game for 90+ hours and it was like they all evaporated. they were empty. I was left with an empty stomach and those 25 hours of actually good content delivered in stingy crumbs.

but whatever man, whatever. I dont want to fall into the trap of being too negative and growing bitter (I'm actually already starting to feel the bitterness growing from all the meta and criticism I've read and it's literally only been a few days lol). and I'm gonna be honest, this game straight up doesnt deserve my emotional energy enough for me to hate it lol. I dont wanna go through all that. in the end happiness is based on your own expectations, and if I go in not expecting a Great Game or even a Good Game but just a Decent Game, then I can have fun. I just need to accept that Bioware is no longer a company that puts their writing as their top priority. making a badly written game once is an experiment (Anthem), twice is a concern (Andromeda), but three times is a pattern. these are hard facts. bioware may have been groundbreaking all those decades ago but they're a different company now, and thankfully there are others around these days to carry that mantle. we dont need bioware . and the past Actually Good bioware games will always be there to replay.

oh and also at the end of the day MY BLORBO WAS THERE AND HE WAS CENTER STAGE AND THATS ALL THAT MATTERS ACTUALLY!!! LMAO!! like I very literally only bought this game for solas and frankly I got my money's worth. he was the best most interesting part of the game (according even to non stans lol, thats how you know he was good), and he was cool and sexy and hot and also my forever otp got a happy ending. so I'm content actually! veilguard was just a receptacle to bring more Solas and on that point it delivered. I am FED. I am happy. I just simply wont buy another bioware game unless its on sale or i pirate it lol ✌

going to the steam store to finally buy veilguard and seeing that Mostly Positive rating 😐😐 hm 😐

i mean im still gonna buy it since im a solas simp but I'm glad I stayed out of all the hyped up fandom spaces cause my glacial expectations have remained subzero ✌

[rrickgrrimes8]

Your Bear Part II

summary: you are found (part I)

Joel Miller x daughter!reader, Tommy Miller x niece!reader

warnings: angst, reunion, violence, infected, happy ending :))

not sure if i like this as much as the first part but i hope yall do. i just want to thank you all for the response to my past few fics (especially your bear). its been unreal. i stopped writing for a while and these were my first ones back so this was an insane response to it! thank you so much for your love and appreciation it really does mean a lot!

also! i tagged basically everybody who left a comment asking for part 2 - sorry if thats annoying idk ive never done a taglist before. thanks for the comments tho :) 

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22 Years Ago...

The world around you screamed for help. People ran around, skin on fire, missing massive chunks.

You wailed as they passed, hands tightened around your ears. You just wanted to find help. You wanted to save Sarah. This wasn’t what you expected.

“D-ad,” You cried, hiccupping, “D-addy!” You missed his touch. You missed his voice and his face. His laugh. You just wanted your daddy.

But which way had you come from?

You stood, idle, in an alley way you didn’t recognize, a man lay a few feet beside you. Blood seeped from his neck, running to kiss the tips of your shoes.

He twitched.

Your breath caught in your throat, the hair on your neck stood high. “D-daddy,” You whimpered, quieter than before, “Please.”

He looked at you now. His face grotesque, the shape of jagged teeth marked his greyish skin. White, stringy tendrils extended out of his mouth as he crawled to you – his legs being left behind as he did.

You screamed when his nails scratched against your shoe. In the panic, your bear fell from your grasp, landing in the bloodbath.

You tried backing up from the monster, but his hand stopped you. His claws captured your ankle.

You didn’t realise you were falling until your back hit the wet ground. You let out a shriek as he trailed up your body. “P-please,” You sobbed, “D-ad! D-addy!”

The creature didn’t even flinch. He opened his jaws further, searching for your small neck, ready to mark you just as he had been.

But a shot sounded off and his weight settled on your petite body.

A strong force tugged him off you, the same force pulling you into their arms. You wailed, fighting against the stranger’s grip.

“It’s okay, sweetgirl, you’re okay,” She told you, rushing you away from the scene, “You’re going to be okay; I promise.”

x

You didn’t know what to make of Jackson. It was nice, you supposed. Weird though. It felt like what you imagined before felt like. Not that you remembered much. You remembered how loud cars were, how the TV remote worked, how to strum a guitar.

You remembered your sisters voice, her hair, how smart she sounded even if you didn’t understand a word.

You wished you remembered your dad. He was a blur to you. Like you had missed a chapter of a book and now a new character had no face. You remembered his laugh though. It was sweet, slow. Like a lullaby. You recalled being held to his chest and feeling the vibrations.

You wished you remembered your dad. 

Sarah had settled in quickly, at least that’s what you thought. She was happy to be around people other than her mom (you tried not to internalise it all that much).

In the week since you arrived Sarah had grown attached to the strangers that took you under their wing. You still weren’t so sure. But when Sarah made grabby hands to the older man and all she got was a dejected smile in response a part of you hurt. You didn’t understand why.

They’d kept their distance or rather he had. Ellie came round every day. She loved Sarah. She loved you, even if, like Joel, you were a little rough around the edges.

But for a reason unbeknownst to you Joel couldn’t be in a room with you for longer than five minutes. You didn’t let it bother you too much. You couldn’t. You didn’t want to make trouble and get the pair of you kicked out or worse separated. 

Ellie had come to you earlier that day, smile wide, cheeks rosy. She had a glint in her eyes, a plan. One you really didn’t want to know about nor be a part of.

Excitedly, she told you about the couple who lived across from her and Joel - his brother. Tommy and Maria and the somewhat new addition of Lily, their little girl. Ellie had told them about you - although missing out some of the major minor details. They agreed to have you over she had said. And despite the age difference between Lily and Sarah the older girl was excited to meet her.

So, there you stood, Sarah shielded from the cold into your chest. You raised your hand awkwardly, knocking a little harder than you expected.

A woman opened the door. She was beautiful, smiley, friendly. You couldn’t tell if that was a façade or not. That made the nerves in your stomach stiffen. “C’mon in, sweetheart,” Maria ushered you inside after she confirmed it was you.

You forced a smile for her, “Nice place.”

Maria nodded, looking around the room proudly, “Thank you.” She urged you to take a seat, letting you know her husband, Tommy, was just dressing Lily.

“So, you’re younger than I thought you would be,” She confessed, “Not to be rude or anything.”

“No, it’s okay,” You cleared your throat, sitting opposite her, Sarah making a home on your lap, “I’m 27.”

“Wow,” She smiled, “And what about her?”

You stroked the top of Sarah’s head, where her hair had slightly begun to grow, “Couple weeks now.”

Maria shifted ever so slightly in her seat, unspoken sympathy in her eyes, “And the father?” You stilled, escaping her gaze you looked towards the coffee table, taking inventory of the odd books they had. “I’m sorry,” She spoke quietly, “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“N-no,” You cleared your throat sheepishly, “There isn’t... her dad did what he had to.” You still remembered his screams.

“I’m sorry,” Maria frowned, hands soothing over her jeans, wishing Tommy would appear to aid the situation.

“Don’t be,” You said earnestly, “He got us here, right? One way or another...” Maria wasn’t sure you really meant that. The lost look in your eyes told her what she needed to know. As did your shaking knee. You’d give anything to have him back. She bit her lip, somewhat guessing the rest.

“Sorry ‘bout that,” A males voice cut through the tension, “Wouldn’t stop squirming for the life of me.”

Maria chuckled opening her arms to grab Lily, introducing you as she did. He blanched hearing that name. He near screamed seeing that face - your face but so much different, so much more mature.

Tommy blinked a few times, wondering if his eyes were deceiving him. He whispered your name carefully, as if you were a wild animal, prone for violence.

Maria gave him an odd look, moving Lily over to you and Sarah. “And this is our sweetheart, Lily,” She told you as Lily began fussing relentlessly in her arms, desperate to touch the baby.

“Baby,” She cooed.

“Yeah, that’s right,” You mused, croakily, inching closer to the pair, “This is Sarah, Lily.”

Tommy wanted to throw up. He felt it dancing up his throat, teasing his uncertainty. He felt stuck. He truthfully didn’t know what to do or what to say. Should he straight out ask you? You didn’t seem to recognise him though. Maybe it was a clone? A doppelgänger? Should he run over to Joel’s for safety away from this confusion? 

Joel.

Did Joel know? He had to know. He needed to know.

“Tommy what’s wrong?” Maria called to him. He choked a little, eyes trailing over to the plaque that watched over their new life. The plaque he knew had no place for your name. He knew it. You were here.

Maria followed his gaze, a weird feeling in her chest as she saw her husband so unlike himself. She read Joel’s daughter’s name. Sarah. Was he freaked out because they shared the same name?

She gulped - it wasn’t just the baby whose name was shared but yours too it seemed. You couldn’t be, right? No- You died. Joel was so sure you died and despite all Tommy had told her, all the hope he had for you, she always found herself on Joel’s side. Funny that. Any other situation she would’ve made a point to oppose the eldest Miller.

But now... You were just five. You couldn’t have survived on your own. You wouldn’t have had a life in this world.

But again, hadn’t you said you were 27?

“Go,” She told him, firmly, “Make sure.” Tommy nodded, failing to hide his tears as you watched in confusion and darted out of the room with a sense of urgency that unsettled your stomach.

“Is everything okay?”

Maria’s attention snapped back to you, “Fine... everything’s fine.”

A disconcerting feeling swam under your skin and a sudden resolve to flee hit you. “I- We should probably go,” You mumbled, bringing Sarah to your chest once more.

“Wait, please,” She attempted, “Just wait.”

You shook your head, apologising softly before rushing out of the house. You caught eyes with two men across the road - Joel and Tommy. They stood on his porch, seemingly arguing with each other.

You spotted Ellie watching through the window, a guilty look on her face - what had she done?

The brothers stared at you as you left the home. Their eyes didn’t leave you for a second. Tommy called your name, desperately but when he moved to catch up with you, Joel pulled him back.

He clenched his jaw as you rushed back to your home, out of sight. “She was my niece, Joel,” He scowled, “My fuckin’ family too.”

Joel shook his head, shaking off the shame Tommy was trying to force on him.

“You don’t get to keep this kind of thing from me,” He yelled, “You- You are unbelievable, Joel.”

“Unbelievable?” He mocked, “Is it so unbelievable that I didn’t want to advertise to the whole goddamn town that she was my daughter when, hell, I don’t even know if she really is!”

“Bullshit,” Tommy spat, “You’re not stupid. You knew. Of course, you fucking knew. You knew like how I knew. One look. That’s all it woulda took you. No… you knew. You were just too scared - like always. And that, your selfishness, takes us all down with you.”

“Fuck you,” He grunted, storming back inside.

“Christ,” Tommy mumbled, turning back to his own home. 

You had a baby.

You were here, alive.

x

You steered clear from the group for a little while afterwards. The whole situation made you heart clench. It felt like a game that you didn’t know the rules of, but they did. All of them did and they were careful not to reveal anything. But you wanted to know - you needed to.

You knew it involved Joel or at least you felt like it had to. The way he looked at you when you first met. The way he spoke. The way he shook. It had to be him. He had to be the answer.

You gave up on your attempts to avoid them when you came to that realisation.

The same realisation that brought you here, at his front door in the middle of the night. You shyly knocked a few times - no response. You repeated the action with a little more force, a little too much. The door creaked open on the contact, but no one came to greet you.

You sucked in a harsh breath as you debated entering. The door was open right? Fair game? Silently you forced yourself to step inside.

Their home was dark - one lamp lighting a whole room. You frowned looking over to it. Someone had to be here, right? Where else would they be so late?

And then you saw him. Joel. The contradictory man. He was asleep. His body was sprawled all over the couch, an empty bottle of God knows what lay beside him as did what looked like... a bear?

Shakily, you took a step forward, his name dying in your throat as you saw the bear in a better light.

It was... yours.

Why would Joel have your bear? The bear that when you were a child was essentially an extension of you. The bear that chased away all the bad dreams. The bear that your dad had gotten you - your dad.

You gulped - the bear you hadn’t seen since the night you lost everything. Since the night you almost lost your life.

Joel shifted in his sleep, pulling the bear close to his chest, careful of its head as if it was a baby. Your eyes burned. A gasp escaped your lips. You could read the chapter now. You can see that character’s face - your fathers face.

Different but the same.

“D-dad,” You whispered before you could stop yourself and backed away.

Your back met the door, slamming it shut. The man jolted awake, alarmed eyes frantically searching the room before landing on you. They grew small, weaker, like he wasn’t all the way there.

Joel watched you closely, taking note of your falling tears, he spoke your name. You choked on a sob, hand clasping over your mouth. “Baby,” He shot up before he had a moment to think and approached you.

You didn’t flinch away, like he expected. You didn’t stop crying either. You studied him now. The wrinkles. The scars. The grey hairs. The same look in his eyes.

“How long have you known?”

He flinched at that. Your voice so familiar, so broken. “Since we met,” He didn’t have to try too hard to understand what you were getting at. He felt shameful, though. This shouldn’t have been the way, right? This felt too casual, too unknown.

You wanted to ask more, yell at him. Beg him to tell you why it wasn’t the first thing that he told you. But you didn’t. Instead you put one foot in front of the other, until you were mere inches from him. “Dad,” You shuddered.

He hadn’t realised how much he missed being called that, how much he missed being your dad.

“Babygirl,” He took your face in his hands, “My baby grown up.” He watched you closely, tears welling up, “I’m so sorry, babygirl. I’m sorry.”

You shook your head, slamming yourself into his chest, “It’s okay. I’m okay.”

“Oh, baby,” Joel wrapped his arms around you, hand cradling the back of your head.

“With me, babygirl,” He smiled for moment before letting it fall, “Don’t go away again, babygirl, never go away again.”

You smiled into his chest, whimpering softly, “I won’t, dad, I promise.” 

x

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[venus-haze]

I saw that artwork for Siren!Elvis, and now thats all I can think about, so can I get headcannons where reader is the one person he decides not to drown?

Absolutely🖤 For those of you who haven't seen @memphis-menace's incredible Siren!Elvis art, here it is! I went more with the modern interpretation of sirens rather than the traditional mythological one. 

Siren!Austin!Elvis x Reader

Warnings: Dark themes such as hypnosis, death, unreality, emotional manipulation, drowning, and implied sexual content that involves coercion which some people may find disturbing or triggering. Do not interact if you are under 18 or post thinspo/ED content.

When your friend invites you to spend the summer with her family at their beach house, you’re excited, unable to think of a better place to spend the summer than by the ocean. You have a whole room to yourself and free reign of the nearby beaches and coves for three months

You and your friend spend the first week of the summer hanging out on the beach or heading out with her family on their boat. You feel at home by the sea, more invigorated than you had felt in–you couldn’t even remember

One day, your friend decides to sleep in, so you head out early on your own to the beach, but as you make the usual trek down the sand dunes, you hear a faint singing, and find yourself following the sound. You know you want to head to the ocean, but your body moves you closer to the coves, deeper and deeper until you reach a spot that seems to be untouched by the beach developments that threaten to encompass the whole shore

You walk in the direction of the singing, entranced by the beautiful melody. It seems like the sound is coming from the water, loud and clear, though, and your face inches toward the water’s surface when suddenly, the singing stops, and you swear you see a man’s face in the water’s reflection instead of your own–except he isn’t entirely a man, from what you can make out of his features

The sun’s beginning to set when you make your way out of the cove, and you don’t remember anything that happened, or how long you were there for, but your friend is in tears when you return to the beach house, saying she was worried sick that something had happened to you. What is there to say? Something had happened to you, but you couldn’t explain or even recall what

Day and night through the summer, when you’re alone, you end up back in that cove, drawn in by the same song but unable to remember it when you’re out of your hours-long haze. Every time you’re about to touch the water’s surface, you come back to reality. You brush it off as sleepwalking, or just being distracted during the day

One afternoon in late July, when you’re with your friend and her family on their boat, you hear the singing again, except this time, so does everyone else. You don’t even notice your friend’s dad begin steering the boat in the direction of the cove, they’re all just as drawn to the sound as you are

The boat stops just as it’s about to reach the cove, and one by one, almost mindlessly, your friend and her family jump off the side of the boat disappear beneath the water, and you catch a glimpse of what you can only describe as a monster as blood splatters the side of the rocking boat, watching in horror as they get torn apart by whatever’s lurking below

You’re drawn closer to the water as the song begins again, tears welling up in your eyes as you try to will yourself to move back and avoid the same fate. Then, yet again, just as you’re about to reach the water, it stops. Except this time you see him

When he looks at you though, he appears far more human, so different from the creature you’d just witness massacre your friend and her family–he’s beautiful, with glimmering cerulean scales littered across his skin, the webbing between his fingers the same color that puts the ocean to shame

There’s no malice in his expression as he swims over to where you’re sitting, soaked and shivering—when did it get so cold?

“I won’t hurt you, but you have to come with me,” he says

Your voice is shaky as you answer, “You say that like I have a choice”

He smiles gently, knowingly, and though your lip trembles, despite what you’ve just seen, you take his hand as he guides you into the water, a finned arm wrapped securely around your waist

You’re brought back to the cove you always found yourself in, now realizing it’s his home he’s been luring you to all along. He helps you onto a flat rock near the water’s surface, and you know better than to try to run, he can bring you back with just a murmur. Instead, he leans against the rock, staring at you starry-eyed

Sirens like him are a dying breed, human development and pollution making it impossible for them to thrive despite their abilities. He tells you there used to be dozens of sirens in that cove, but he’s the only one left, unsure of which humans to trust until you came along

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers. “I finally have you all to myself”

He collects beautiful things. He has for hundreds of years, his cove filled with baubles and knick-knacks he’s violently taken from tired pirates to vacationing families–those like your friend’s. You, however, are the ultimate trophy, outshining all the gold and out-glittering all the gems

For a week or so, you’re his doll, posed and positioned however he pleases. You’ve since shed your clothing, you’re never out of the water long enough for any of it to dry. Besides, he prefers you that way, soft and accessible

He knows he has to turn you, your human body unable to handle being in the water for as long as it has been. Your muscles ache and your skin is becoming discolored. He sings for you again while you’re in the water, and you find it more difficult to stay afloat

“Just focus on my voice, darlin’” he says, as if you can do anything else. All of your mental facilities are used to focus on his voice, and you begin to slip beneath the water’s surface. He joins you, his face once again grotesque and monstrous as you’d seen when he killed your friend’s family, but this time, you go to him

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[marcfrenchie]

DO YOU WANT TO READ MOON KNIGHT?

are you a show fan who's learned about how terrible the MCU did moon knight and you want to check out the comics? did you see him in a teamup book and want to know more about him? are you just looking for more comic recs? are you just interested in the character? then you're in the right place!

okay, to begin, i want to say that this is a character that has had a... varying history. there are no moon knight comics you can enjoy without extensive criticism. critisizing the things that you enjoy is good and gives you a better understanding of the work. please do not idolize any of these comics and please work to be kind to the many minorities (jewish people and systems, primarily, but classism, racism, xenophobia, and homophobia are all explored throughout MK's publishing history) that these comics represent. anyway.

MOON KNIGHT 1980 -

tws - doylist racism (racist villainous charactictures, mostly. a lot of this), ableism (outdated terminology for systemhood, occasional slurs), and sexism. extensive discussion of anti-semitism, specifically neo-nazism, in issues 37 and 38.

what happens - moon knight 1980 is a 38 issue comic book centering on the ex-mercenary and now hero moon knight. almost entirely episodic but there are occasionally multi-issue stories.

moon knight, in the day, is the millionare socialite steven grant, and, at night, the hero moon knight- moon knight also "uses" jake lockley as an informant. marc spector was the mercenary moon knight ran away from. doug moench was NOT intending to write a system at this point- steven and marcs relationship is meant to represent one mans struggle with guilt- but its really really easy to gel this with their current situation of being alters in a system and also some of the specifics of their whole thing make me fucking insane. jake is also there and i love him even if he isnt really a major part of the moral conflict

please dont read all 38 issues- attatched is a list of my personal ratings. everything later calls back to this so its best practice to read it first but its very much a slog if you arent already attatched to this character so make your own choice

nothing from 1980 to 2014 is particularly good (you can read it if you want but i havent) but knowing what happened is pretty important to understanding the later modern runs so a runthrough. throughout the 90s mk continued in the 80s status quo but in 2006 he 1. cut off bushmans (remember that guy from 1980?) face 2. was given a tendency for violence and and 3. became significantly more tense with marlene and frenchie. by 2014 they had completely fallen out. thats all we can continue with the recs now

[Image ID: A list of Moon Knight 1980 issues colored based on their quality. Issues 4, 7-11, 15, 17-20, and 28 are marked as "not good." Issue 27 is marked as "not good makes me insane though." Issues 3, 5, 6, 13, 16, 21, 34, and 35 are marked as "fun." Issues 2, 12, 14, 22 to 26, and 29 to 33, are marked as "good writing." 37 and 38 are marked as "genuinely essential." 1 and 36 are not marked. 29 is denoted as "slightly weird about his DID" and issues 6, 21, and 22, are denoted as "racist." End ID.]

WHAT HAPPENS IN BETWEEN -

MOON KNIGHT 2014 -

tws - graphic violence. do not buy the book new, warren ellis is an awful person. brief (doylist) ableism.

what happens in it - the first six issues are the warren ellis/declan shalvey run, which is what im reccomending. read the rest if you want, its mediocre but i like it

moon knight 2014 is 6 episodic issues centering on a now alone marc spector. steven and jake only show up twice, both lineless appearances in the back of panels. most of the issues are significantly more violent, dark, callbacks to old 1980 issues. most of the run is silent violence from marc but all of the stories are really good and the art is breathtaking.

MOON KNIGHT 2016 -

tws - unreality. mental hospitals. both doylist and watsonian ableism.

what happens - i am reccomending the lemire/smallwood + co run, the 15 issues before the numbers shoot up. i have not read the bemis run.

moon knight 2016 is 15 issues situated in a hallucinatory version of NYC, following moon knight as he struggles against khonshu's attempts to possess him. the thing is a lot of things in 2016 piss me off so i cant exactly sing its praises but its super important to modern moon knight so just. slog through it. highly reccomend reading after 1980 because it refrences A Lot.

MOON KNIGHT 2021 -

tws - violence, discussion of anti-semitism in issue 5.

what happens - i am reccomending the first 16 issues. the annual sort of triggered a falling off for the series and so i have not read after #16. read the later issues at your own risk

moon knight 2021 follows moon knight as he opens the midnight mission, gains multiple new side characters, and reckons with the consequences of the age of khonshu (an event in jason aarons avengers which is explained fine in 2021 so you dont have to read it). most of the series is typical action juxtaposed with MK's SHEILD-ordered therapy sessions. issues 14 and 15 are possibly the first time jake and steven have been written well since 1980. unfortunately, the annual is deeply xenophobic (villianizing the only romanian hero in marvel) and i have stopped reading the series due to this. the first 16 issues are really good though

MOON KNIGHT BLACK WHITE AND BLOOD -

tws - violence.

what happens - mkbwb is 4 issues consisting of 12 noncanon moon knight stories, as is typical for bwb series. most of them are pretty good and fun and also really pretty.

OTHER MOON KNIGHT STUFF -

- ms. marvel and moon knight

- devils reign: moon knight - tw violence, prisons

- west coast avengers 1985, issues 25-41

- hulk 1978 issues 11-20 (not #16), b stories.

- moon knight 2006 issue 3 - for frenchies coming out scene, which is good. not anything else

- heroes for hire 2011 - hes only in a few issues but im not saying which ones because i want you to read the whole thing. because its good

- defenders 1972 issues 47-51 - its Very 70s but its cute and i like it :)

- werewolf by night 32 and 33 - his first appearance!

ENDING THOUGHTS - please god listen to and make a point to be kind to systems and jewish people when you talk about MK.

[magicwithineleteo]

tinkerbell and the great fairy rescue liveblog!!

- i’ve actually seen this movie a few times but i remember the plot vaguely

- i love how each movie happens in the transition of each season

- THEY HAVE DIFFERENT OUTFITS EACH MOVIE I LOVE THAT FOR THEM

- TERENCE MY MAN HES HERE

- apparently he’s not a regular now :(

- BLAZE IS BACK I WON

- yaassss

- TINK DONT BE A DUMBASS AND FOLLOW THE HUMANS THATS THE ONE FUCKING RULE

- vidia isn’t mean she’s right. don’t go close to the fawking HUMANS

- oh god the dad. he’s a flop i remember him being a traitor

- why did he let his kid go to the meadow alone? she looks 9

- how does silvermist be a water fairy and manage to not get wet?? if being wet makes their wings not work, how does it not constantly happen to her? and she’s not immune to it bc i’m pretty sure it happens to her later on in the movie

- my conclusion is that it only happens when they get soaked w water, not if a drop falls on them. thank u

- how did the kid manage to be right ab the fairies painting the butterfly wings 😭

- what a nice little house for the fairies she made. i wish tink wouldn’t go in it like a FOOL

- okay vidia is right she’s not a bitch she’s just blunt

- can’t believe tink let herself get kidnapped by a little house made by a human, what a gullible little fairy. jk she’s curious! curiosity kills the cat me thinks. poor cat :(

- so true vidia

- AW FUCK

- NO THE DOOR IS STUCK

- WHY DOES TINK NOT BELIEVE HER

- SHE ALWAYS DOES THIS

- that lil girl must be so excited while tink is so scared

- NO DONT SHOW UR STUPID DAD HES A FLOP LATER ON

- oh her name is lizzie

- thank god the dad is stupid and doesn’t look

- HE TRAPPED THE FUCKING BUTTERFLY YOU ABSOLUTE PIECE OF SHIT

- HUMANS ARE MONSTERS

- I HATE US I WISH I WAS A FAIRY

- so true lizzie is smart to not show her dad tink after that

- NO THE CAT SHADOW IS SO MENACING PLS CAT

- AW HELL NO WHAT KIND OF CAT

- I LOVE CATS BUT THIS ONE SUCKS

- vidia watching the whole time, shows that she does care ab tink <3

- MR TWITCHED THE MURDEROUS CAT

- WHY IS SHE IN A CAGE

- oh she unlocked it

- ok maybe tink x vidia makes more sense now

- nvm unlocking the cage doesn’t do shit

- this is the first time i genuinely feel bad for her

- yas vidia go

- nvm she can’t

- oh she is

- oh she fell

- nvm

- good job vidia telling everyone so true

- aw vidia cares!!

- okay i’m gonna stop live-blogging for now so i can eat an ice cream sandwich. i’m still gonna watch tho

- i’m back and while i watched while eating i saw that vidia was sad when the fairies all did a handshake thing and that made me sad

- anyways now they’re going to rescue tink in their boat while tink is chilling w lizzie

- i like how some of them are british

- I KNEW SHE WAS 9

- she’s asking so many questions

- tink would be good at charades

- this is so cute , the best day of lizzie’s life

- fawn is so pretty

- A WATERFALL SHIT

- “ROSETTA COME GRAB MY FEET” “what” LMAO

- YAASSS SILVERMIST MY WATER FAIRY QUEEN SHE SAVED THEM FROM DEATH

- oh they’re all unconscious nvm

- LOL THEYRE FUNNY

- i like how he’s scottish . i forgot his name

- bobby is his name he’s scottish

- holy shit how’d she make a pop up pixie hollow

- what a talented child lizzie is

- aw she’s letting her go

- lizzie’s gonna grow up and tell her grandkids this story bc of how unreal it is

- doesn’t she get captured by the dad why is she free

- oh nvm she watching lizzie telling her dad

- what a rude dad

- lizzie’s gonna need therapy when she’s older

- wait is tink going back

- big mistake made by tink part 2

- part 1 being going into a human made fairy house

- no don’t fix the leaks are u crazy

- ah the iconic rosetta scene

- she’s a mood

- will vidia accept friendship now is this the scene

- OH HELL A FUCKING TRUCK

- YAS IRIDESSA

- SO TRUE FAWN BIG BRAIN

- how do people fall asleep so quickly i could never

- tink don’t be a dumb bitch and fix the leaks

- phew i don’t think she does that

- oh so he does care ab his daughter

- NO SHE IS GOING TO FIX THE LEAKS

- BIG MISTAKE MADE BY TINK PART 3

- poor butterfly :(

- aw that’s sweet

- oh tink released the butterfly

- this dad is such an asshole

- fuck u dad ur a piece of shit

- aw poor vidia she is regretful

- they’re so sweet i love them i wish i had irls like them

- tink is now lizzie’s therapist

- i wish i was a fairy too, lizzie

- oh to be covered in pixie dust by a fairy and fly around my bedroom

- SHIT THE MURDEROUS CAT IS BACK

- LMAO THE CAT IS FLYING??

- the dad is such an asshole. SUCH AN ASSHOLE

- YOU ASSHOLE BITCH DUMB FUCK IDIOT I HATE YOU DAD GO SUCK AN EGG

- OMG VIDIA SACRIFICED HERSELF FOR TINK OKAY I SEE THE SHIP I LIKE THE SHIP

- the fate of their lives is in the hands of a 9yo flying to london

- i miss terence

- okay i’m lowk tired of this movie i’m glad there’s only 15 minutes left

- LMAO MS PERKINS

- vidia being concerned for tink <3 okay i ship them now enemies to lovers

- vidia is a lesbian it’s canon

- i’m glad tink isn’t annoying in this movie, just lowk stupid

- is dad gonna get a redemption arc or

- omg they’re making him fly now

- aww he did get a redemption

- yay vidia has friends and a gf now

- awww they’re really cute

- good for the dad and daughter

- OMG VIDIA AND TINK R HAVING A TEA PARTY

- OH LIZZIE IS HERE TOO

- AND THE DAD??

- awww now he’s spending time w her :)

- BLAZE MY BABY

- OH THEYRE ALL HAVING A TEA PARTY AND THEY ALL MADE HER A FLOWER CROWN

- MURDEROUS CAT YOU LEAVE CHEESE THE MOUSE ALONE

- they’re listening to the dad read her book :’)

- TERENCE

- MY BAE IS HERE I WON

- what a sweet ending

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so i liked this one a lot, i’ve watched it a lot so knowing what happens lowk ruined it but i like it!! i think it’s my second favorite, the first being the lost treasure movie :D

[fleshblueberry]

Babe wake up im going to rant about my ocs lore because im bored

Tw/cw depression, suicide, kidnapping, addiction, unreality

I write angsty stuff for my ocs oops-

When i first started making my characters they were very different in alot of ways and they were very different from what they are now. But i some how managed to glue all the chaos of my ocs together into a semi-coherent story. I went through an insane amount of world building with myself and i honestly dont think ive ever writen or typed any of it out before! its all just up in my head (and you know my memory is trash so ive probably forgotten of alot of things i made before lol). Anyways- i have two main story lines for my characters. Ethan's story, and Vevlet's story. Although i must admit Ethan's story is less complex than velvets simply beacsue it acts as a story of prequeal to Velvets story line. (Alternate realities that happen to have effect on each other basically- we love space time junk)

Ethan's world is very similar to ours, the most similar out of any of my fantasy worlds lol. Ethan's story revolves around self-discovery. I mean for it to be a wholesome/lighthearted thing that quickly leads up to dark undertones (spoilers lol). Ethan's story begins with Eef pre-transition (AFAB to NB). We get to see Ethan learn about themself and have fun exploring emotions and what it means to be alive. Ethan comes from a run-down family (mom khs, dad mia). So he lives with his adoptive parents (who i have yet to design and think about- theyre lesbians 100% though). A major moment for Eef is meeting his partner Seth. As you already know Ethan and Seth are cute ass boyfriends and stuff but guess what! im jammed their story full of angst and edgy shit bc i "wrote" most of this when i was hella depressed! Anyways Seth's family is like moderally welathy, wealthier than most i would say. Seth catches feelings for the emo chick ofc (forgot to metion Eef was definately a hot goth girl before he transitions).... uh yea anyways seth ends up flirting and crushing on eef and eef is like yea sure im bored and sad why not. and they end up dating after a while. Theres an important moment in their relationship when Ethan take Seth to this dead tree. THis dead tree is very important also bc it is where his mother hanged herself, and Ethan doesnt quite remember that bc he was very young when it happened, but he knows it as a place of comfort and he goes there alot when he feels sad or alone. this tree could be taken as symbolizim but heheh ill never tell. anyways Ethan is like yo my fevorite tree and Seth is like wtf okay bro ily and all but why a dead tree with an unstable tire swing?? ANd ethans like idk but i like it here reminds me of my childhood (op my guy) and they spend the night there. Also when ethan comes out to seth as nonbinary seth is just like ok,,, because hes bisexual lol. anyways time skip and Seth has some addiction problems once he graduates, long story short- Ethan doesnt like it bc his dad was a druggie so he trys to help Seth and Seth raises his voice and ethan is tiny compared to his bf so hes naturally like terrified of being hit and he suddenly feels his world of happy and peace he build back up bieng destroyed once again so he heads to his mothers dead tree and decides life isnt worth it anymore, and he hangs himself in the exact spot his mother did.... once seth comes off one of his highs or whatever hes like- oh fuck i yelled and acted agro to my traumatized partner. and he immedatly goes to the tree bc its Ethans favortie spot but its to late. regret is the only emootion anymore... its over for them.

now youre probably wondering how the absolute hell does that tie into velvets lore?? well do i have a tale for you. Velvets sotry begins on her 21st birthday, she is out for drinks with her douchebag bf and her bestfriend. several drinks later she yells over blaring club music shes going to the restroom, and as shes walking back she sees her bf and her bestie making out and she doesnt even say anyhting and walks out alone. She is making her way back to her apartment very tipsy. She then hears a vechile driving beside her, she cant make out anyhting theyre saying and the people in the car get out and before she even relises whats going on shes thrown into the vechile and is being beaten and yelled at. She passes out as theyre driivng to somewhere. When she next awakes she is in a barn-looking place. Concreate walls painted red and straw all over the floor. she cant stand, her legs stung and so did her entire body. for several days- she doesnt know how long she stayed in this place unable to move or do anything. Weak and starving, she gathered up her last bit of strength and hung herself on a low board (havent really worked out the details on that scence bc i keep changing my mind but she does hang herself). Cut to a space of nothingness- legit nothing- exactly its impossible to imagine nothing. In the nothing sits velvet all skin and bone, and then an entity, a hooded figure with long hair, sits next to her. No words are spoke, but the entity looks at velvet longingly. Then it tears out its eye- just full on plunges its hand into its socket and rips it out. bloody mess honestly. the entity hands its eye to velvet, and she takes it. there is no thoughts here, no sound, only actions. Cut once more to a coriners room place? ya know the place with dead bodies and tables and shit- anyways a bright light emerges from dead!vevlets chest and surrounds her entire body. *cue stunned doctor mans* Velvet arises from her death with her scars healed over and... wings. Yup shes an angel now. I mean her world already had monsters and things of suppernatural belonging but- angels are rare. She makes 1 of 2 angels in their relam as of current. Angels are "made" from regrets. Regret overflowing from two sources- one long dead and the other recent. This is where ethan comes in. Ethan's regret from how he died was powerful and sad, powerful enough for his spirt- an entity- to reach Velvets. Velvet too, had much regret in her death. So young and so many things that could have been avoided. In the days following up to her death in the barn/cellar she only felt regret. Regret for all she did and all she didnt do. So much pain summoned the entity. Their powerful forces of regret pulled them together and allowed Velvet to return- but at a price for the both of them. the entity lost its eye- symbolizing a loss of humanity and conscientiousness. While Velvet lost herself, she no longer can view her world in the same way. She has severe ptsd- like episodes and halucinations. She cant go back, she has to live through he own grief. Velvets appearnace also changes quite a bit. Her hair got longer, she has two sleek gray wings on her back, and- one of her eyes are purple now. why does it hrut her to see that eye? why is it all so familiar yet far away. Her human brain can hardly understand all the changes. But she was gifted this- she knows she must try. And luckily for her society sees angels as higher beings. They are given the umost respect but they are also greatly feared because of how misterious their origins are. The only other known angel meets with velvet quite alot through her story, he will act as a sort of guide/plot device to make things a bit easier for myself (havent worked out his lore tho or even a design for him hjbfkjsdb). Anyways im tired and its 1:35 am so thats all the lore you get for now, plus its the stuff ive thought about the most so- i dont really want to think any furtherb ahead yet lol. to many little things to work out...... i love creating but oml typing hurts after an hour or so-

Jam out!

... I don't even know what to say to this

[cosmosrival]

Rico besides Kama what do you think about the other indian servants?????

AHHHHHHHHHH THIS IS GOING TO GET SOOOO LONG!!!! i have a different view of the indo fam as a whole. i call them the indo fam but i mean the found family trope!!!! theyre like a group of college students sharing a dorm if that makes sense, since their servant selves are obviously different from their initial myths/human vessels!!!

OK SO. RECENTLY, i have an oomf that found books about arjuna that summarize his exploits in the mahabharata(I DONT HAVE THE STRENGTH TO READ IT ALL IM SO SORRY) and also talk about him in a more philosphical manner such as his states of mind during each event etc and i’ve been meaning to read said book because im genuinely interested in arjuna now!!! and i’d like to know more about this indo prince because from what i’ve seen, he is portrayed in a rather bad light(?) in FGO which i find extremely !!!!!!!!!!! and incrdibley !!!!!!! strange !!!!!!! the mahabharata’s conflicts can be put in a mostly grey area where there’s no good nor bad, its not black and white. so seeing arjuna get bashed because of the way his conflict with karna was written is... hm. let’s say that im REALLY starting to understand arjuna fans that dislike seeing him get mischaracterized so much. OTHER THAN THAT, his design is adorable, his travel outfit is my favourite because he deserves to relax and have some fun!!! fgo making him a chuuni is cute and his VAs little moans are cute cute cute!!!!!!!!!!! (mash grabs my shoulder and forces me to sit down) i think that arjuna deserves better and im really happy to see him have fun in his travel costume voicelines. i think we should take arjun on a date!!! he’s a great lover, we’d have the best time!! OH ALSO, kama seeing him as the student council president in their interlude makes me SOOOOOOO HAPPY its unreal, i think it fits him very very well, the seitokaichou who was elected because of everyone’s hopes and recommended by teachers because he’s suuuch a good student but because of that, the pressure to be good is constantly towering over his head and everytime he looks out the window he wishes he could ditch class and skip a day just because he felt like going to the arcade and be a bad student.......just this once........i think hes very very cute...... i want him to cook for me. HAVE YO U READ HIS BOND 4 VOICELINE ?mmmmmggg i want him to get embarrassed everytime i praise him for having such a muscular waistline. AUG

ANEWAYS i also have quite the thoughts about karna, his characterization in the game is linked to arjuna’s and thats fine but i think that forgetting how much of a little sassy bastard he can get was a mistake! did you know that in apocrypha’s german dub on netflix, when jeanne calls his name like “You’re Karna, aren’t you ? The son of the Indian Sun God !” HES LIKE “So ?” AND THAT WAS SOOOO BITCHY OF HIM, i think that karna is a good boy in fgo but the fact that he was such a fighty old man in the mahabharata shouldnt be forgotten and is a charm trait. I MEAN ???? HE THREW HANDS WITH AN 18 YEAR OLD(ARJUN) WHILE BEIN LIKE... THIRTY TWO. WHATS WITH THIS ANNOYING OLD MAN !!!!! knowing these little facts about him made me like him so much more actually !! i think karna being so nice is adorable!! but the little bitchy energy u can find in his voicelines is also very charming!! i think karna looking at me emotionless as i ask him to lend me his notes for the nth time that week and then saying “...Mn.” when i thank him is cute!!! his voiceline towards things he dislikes is interesting to me. karna seeming aloof and mean bc he doesnt know how to communicate but is actually nice underneath...... hey... thats a little delinquentcore........ i wouldnt say yankii but hes like... hes like... u know hes the handsome quiet one of the group of yankiis... u know the one...? hey where are you going

ganesha is also a character im deeply interested in but i havent played CCC so i dont know that many details about jinako herself !! my brain goes HMMMMMM it seems lord ganesha is trans in fgo ! (since kama used to be a male god originally as well!!) ganesha uses all pronouns!!! and ganesha is also special to me because they share similar traits with kama when it comes to their characterization AND mischaracterizations. ganesha isnt JUST jinako. theres a part of a god in the servant mix!!! and jinako HERSELF is actually a pretty sad character imo. the whole otaku/neet thing is obviously a facade and her true wish being that she wants to redo her whole life is also proof of how much she hates what shes become, yet at the same time, she doesnt know what else she could do. but anyways, i prefer looking at servants from a lore POV so i think that ganesha should still be considered a god and be adressed as such!! i like seeing people portray ganesha as jinako but i prefer it when a certain lavish more godly side of them is put forward. a side of jinako that managed to move on a little bit if that makes sense ? that got more serious. and became someone else entierly despite sharing similarities. needless to say their bond with karna makes me happy since he shows them respect as you should towards a god!! its a bit different from their bond in CCC... like they matured somewhat!! anyway ganesha is the one who taught everyone else in the indo fam about video games and technology and i will NEVER shut up.

ashwatthama..... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM %_’(’ç_”’è_ç(è_’”545656455456545453£¨¨µ¨µMµ¨++°=)=)°+ goodness. jesus christ on earth. my love story with him makes me so embarrassed. when he got revealed i instantly fell in love with him despite knowing JACK SHIT ABOUT HIM but since i was the only one in my friend group who was hardcore into fgo at the time, i kept my love for him to myself and just... (looks away)(i drop my wallet full of picturses of him) quietly adored his everything in silence. WELL, ree having an intense crush on yankii type characters isnt new, its been my favourite trope for ages (gyarus go in hand with them!!) and im still very attached to it so thats what made me love him in the first place!!!! BUT THEN. I GOT INTO HIS MAHABHARATAN LORE. And OHHHHHHHHH BABY.......... (im twirling my hair) so theres this 7ft tall war criminal..........<3<33<3(mash leans in and informs me that the convention of geneva didnt exist at the time) SO THERES THIS 7 FTTALL IMMORTALMAN.......<233 gOD he makes me absolutely CRAZY9909840385%£%%£%%µ%µ%µ the love i have for this character is immense and whenever im sad i remember that pako exists and has a tablet and can draw and i suddenly feel so much better. ok im gonna stop horny posting a little bit. but hes my wife. AND WHAT I LOVE ABOUT HIS PORTRAYAL IN FGO IS THAT, they actually made him a good boy despite his initial roughness and misdeeds ???!!! HELLO?? ashwatthama wishing for a redemption ark is my favourite thing and his righteousness that was born because of his regrets is a very interesting drivepoint to me !!! hes a gorgeous character and im buying a ticket plane as we speak right now so i can go find him in northern india. i’ll find him. GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME !!!!!GET OFF ME !!!

miss lakshimi makes me very sad! because every female servant in the indo fam is an already known face. (... would sita count.) and lakshi being a jeanneface is a waste. well, she’s still very pretty and her lore is also quite interesting!! i havent looked into it fully yet but i think she should be kissed on the mouth. her bad luck makes me slip on a banana peel whenevr i get close to her to kiss her and i hit my head on the pavement and pass away- 

parvati is on a tough spot for me atm. i genuinely love thinking of her as the way the indian goddess herself is portrayed because thats where the fun lies for me in her character. especially when shes involved with other indian servants, thats a given!! i would like to see parvati grow, suffer and heal. because branding her as an “all-knowing mom” is easy, but every single parent makes mistakes if you follow that logic. also, since shes the sakura servant “thats closest to her initial personality”, she’s got some of the most Repulsive fans ive Ever witnessed in fandom spaces and lets say that im trying to work my way out of this hellhole and find things to like about parvati without the fandom’s influence. needless to say, im going to keep looking into her mythos and her lore by myself at my own pace and keep doing my own thing in my little corner. 

rama shouldve been a jock. THE RAMAYANA IS OLDER THAN THE MAHABHARATA, WHY IS.....Hrm well him being summoned as his baby version gives me hope for a future rama alt perhaps??? but i think that he shouldve been a total jock and he shouldve been huge with a huge red lion-like mane for his hair and a teethy grin and big biceps and intense love for his wife. SPEAKING OF SITA, her charm point is her purity but i wish.... that their artist still hadnt drawn them like That, im not a fan of lily servants and i think purity = being young is a bit of an annoying excuse!!! rama and sita looking similar is because of their shared history which is fine but... rolls my eyes............. rama shouldve been 6ft tall and sita shouldve been a milf to match...... anyways i doubt ravana would be added as a servant but i’d love to have a ramayana centric event!! where all indo servants have their own lore centric role to play!!! oh thatd be a dream.... but i have learned to not expect much from a fanservice game so im jus gonna draw my own stuff! (strikes a pose!) (mashu claps!)