#to save your dashes

[tsarinajissa]

Me, every time I see Alyssa Liu's short program: how did I forget ANOTHER done program?

Me, when the music starts playing: oh thank god

[pxltown]

wip: rudy's beach shack! 🦀🏖️

[littlefankingdom]

"DC is allergic to making Batman/Bruce a bad person"

He is one of their main heroes, of course he is a good person? Like, wtf do you want one of the most important heroes of Earth to be a bad person?

[rikan-oo]

SY and SJ sharing body shenanigans

I like how sometimes in fics, SY retels anime or famous story plot but with some renditions. It's fun to spot references

So, consider this. SY is trying to kickstart scum villain redemption arc before it's too late, so he tells a story of a young scholarly cultivator. She is a student of famous immortal and lives in Imperial city. Girl is talented and smart, exceling both in her cultivation and scholarly studies. But she lives like a hermit, doesn't really socialize with anyone, and communicates either with her little assistant or shizun. One day, she accidentally finds a prophecy of doom that should happen during the closest Summer solitice festival. One immortal, who turned on the path of demonic cultivation and wanted to put the world into eternal night, was sealed on this day, and a thousand years later, they shall come back. She tries to warn her shizun about upcoming disasters, but her shizun dismisses her worries and sends her to the small village to take care of organizing this year festival. And most importantly, have fun and make new friends. She could care less about that when catastrophe is near, and she needs to get ready in case seal formation really breaks.

But she obliges as a filial disciple and gets to the village. She organizes festivals and meets a lot of new people. Reluctant, she gets to know five of them a little better, but the festival is near, and she needs to find answers and make a plan. Instead of that, she couldn't sleep nor find anything because of an unexpected welcoming celebration in her house, what really gets on her nerves. And the night has come. The prophecy was right. the cultivator breaks the seal and comes back to the festival. Meanwhile, her shizun that should lead the celebration is gone. Now, somehow, young cultivator should stop them, but not without the help of her new acquaintances.

And yes, you guess it right, that's the plot of My Little Pony. Shen Qingqiu is gonna learn that friendship is magic, whether he wants it or not.

[ex0rin]

Callbacks that hit like a gut punch 1/???

TWD S08E08: How It's Gotta Be TWD S08E15: Worth

+BONUS

[brokenheartwithheartbreak]

In my own personal post-canon world I like to think Theo ends up doing some sort of Search and Rescue work, maybe still in Beacon Hills, maybe not, probably wherever Liam ends up going because I don’t necessarily ship it (I’m not anti them either, just not my personal cup of tea) but I will be going insane about these two as a duo until the end of time.

But I fully believe this kid who spent a decade doing who knows what under the Doctors instructions, we can assume helping with their experiments in one way or another, most likely running schemes just like the one he ran with Scott’s pack because that was Not booboo’s first time playing the game, this kid who spent a decade hurting people getting a taste for saving them - see: the entirety of S6 - and figuring out, once he’s figured himself out, that actually that felt good and it’s something I can be good at.

Also werewolves/chimeras in any sort of tracking job is an absolutely under-utilised idea those fuckers would be insanely good at it.

[trans-ivorycello]

got peer pressured into playing roblox recently

[lady-quen]

Hello Guild Wars 2 community! A new poll has dropped! 🐦‍⬛

(At least, hopefully new, lol.) I'm curious, which blessing did your Commander get on their first/canon go through the Raven Sanctum in the story mission "The Invitation?" Choose and tell me in the tags why they made their specific decisions :)

Compiled explanations from the wiki below for ease of access:

The trial choices in order:

Save the wounded man or save the healers

Save the spell tome or save the historical record

Save the queen or save the prince

Blessings:

Blessing of Daybreak

"When the fear of beastly claws and a child's pain is made sharp by the knowledge of elders, we make no mistakes. But do we grow?"

Healers -> historical record -> prince

Grace of Dawn

"When wisdom is favored in all things—a healing hand, a text of old, a beloved queen—we lose the sharpened sword of the truly bold."

Healers -> historical record -> queen

Consecration of Morning

"We seek to destroy monsters with sharp claws and icy breath, but do we protect ourselves from the beasts shaped like us, who prey on the young and vulnerable, who seek to rule us?"

Healers -> spell tome -> prince

Invocation of Midday

"When we flee from the things we fear most - the teeth of beasts, the storm of a dragon, a change of power-we risk running backward."

Healers -> spell tome -> queen

Supplication of Midday

"We favor the skill of healers and the wisdom of elders over the uncertainty of the future. But the young take chances, and the young push us forward."

Wounded man -> spell tome -> prince

Consecration of Evening

"We long for the comfort of a healing touch, an ancestral word of wisdom, a leader we know and trust. But comfort is fleeting, and with it comes inertia."

Wounded man -> historical record -> queen

Grace of Dusk

"We sacrifice so much—safety from the claws of death, knowledge of the ages, a steadfast reign—to propel ourselves forward. But if we move too fast, do we risk the inability to stop?"

Wounded man -> spell tome -> prince

Blessing of Twilight

"We try so hard to do the right thing. We heal, we protect our people, we preserve stability. But we cannot control how the winds of fate may shift, and a tight grip can sometimes hurt more than it helps."

Wounded man -> spell tome -> queen

[decapodparty]

I'm a huge disco elysium fan and I believe it executed a lot of mechanic and thematic points better than anything I've ever seen but some of you guys are huge snobs about it

[deus-ex-mona]

sometimes, i think about how ☝︎this rando☝︎ from the [redacted] anime inspired me to tl idol sengen out of spite for her butchered characterisation

[blyghthound]

WHAT COLOUR CHARACTER ARE YOU?

green

Green characters are often hotheaded and brash, unafraid to speak their mind. They make for excellent leaders and teachers, and tend to be most devoted to a specific field, which they do well in.

They have a lot of confidence in themselves, and although they can’t always see themselves positively, they are good about respecting themselves. They have a lot of common sense but are equally likely to strategically plan something out as to rush in on an impulse. They often have to work hard to get others to respect them, and sometimes receive less of it when people find out who they are. Still, they are not afraid to make others uncomfortable by being themselves, and are unlikely to waver when someone wants them to change against their will.

They can be brash and loud, but also very quiet and secretive. Their humor can be a bit rude, and they don’t always display friendship and affection to the people they care about in the most conventional ways. However, they’re quite easygoing, witty, and fun-loving people. They don’t like when people are flighty and prefer to work with people who don’t quit and stand their ground. They stand out from others, both because of the way they approach the world, and because of how skilled they tend to be at what they do. Some people may not suspect that they are harmonious because of their blunt nature, but they are surprisingly good and reasonable diplomats, and can employ a lot of meaningful tact when the situation calls for it.

They may feel a sense of distance or abandonment from their parental figures, as they often became emotionally or physically absent sometime in their life. Green characters hate being told what to do and put into a box, and are likely to challenge authority. They can be hard to work with at times due to their stubbornness, but they bring a lot to the table and tend to round out their friend groups. They need people in their lives who respect them, care about them, and listen to them, as well as offer them companionship without requiring them to conform to a certain preset standard.

[aran-morinorea]

Those tags for donating blood are just so scrumptious but I’ve been waiting all week to ask for paradigms, so paradigms pretty pls???

What follows is one of the strangest experiences in Celebrimbor's long and strange life. Annatar takes a step, and the world twists on itself. The utter blackness inverts to searing light; up is down and left is right; what holds him is not remotely elf-shaped - just wheels of flame that spin and blink. Less than half a second later, Annatar is gently setting him on his feet on a thick carpet in a room with no exit.

Celebrimbor has to lean on him for a moment while he gets his bearings.

[ongreenergrasses]

late night requests sponsored by doom scrolling. I keep getting those nostalgia vids like “growing up in the (insert year) be like” and couldn’t help but just be like. Could you imagine how intense nostalgia must be for the victors and their lives pre-games. Ik you’re not a childhood odesta truther and thats so valid but I like to hope that when they at least knew of each other before, and that connection they have when they’re older is also a bridge to the past that was robbed from them. idk if you’re inspired by this but ya feel free to build on the nostalgia theme for any character in any universe

this was a delightful ask to get and I really needed a precanon palate cleanser amongst the AUs, so thank you for that! it’s a theme I’ll visit with some other characters potentially down the road.

nostalgia (red clay halo)

It’s a Sunday. Annie reminisces.

“So,” Annie says, her head hanging off the edge of the bed.

It’s a Sunday. It feels like every Sunday she’d ever had when she was a teenager. She’s exhausted, bone deep. She just wants to stay slumped over the bed, stretched out in the fall sunshine pouring through the window.

“When you moved here,” she asks, “did you ever…”

“Hmm?”

“When we started going to six days a week at training, one of the girls, she’d always have her host family invite a couple of us over for dinner on Saturdays.” Annie stares at the closet door, upside down in her field of vision. Her head’s starting to throb. “Before our day off. It was nice. Did you have something like that?”

Finnick huffs out something like a laugh. “I wasn’t in six days a week for long,” he says.

“It was one of my favorite parts of the week,” Annie says. She watches the shadows of the leaves outside flutter.

Thaleia’s host family had had blue cabinets. Annie had always wanted to paint the inside of her house, but they’d never had enough money for it. She’d wanted a pink bedroom, a yellow kitchen. She’d wanted blue cabinets. She’d stared at them for what had felt like hours on end as she’d eaten at Thaleia’s house every weekend, and told herself that when she won, it was the first thing she’d get. Paint for the cabinets.

She could paint the cabinets now, if she wanted. It wouldn’t be the same.

“Domo would let us go early sometimes,” Finnick says, a little wistfully. “On Fridays. We’d usually just go to the beach and screw around.”

“I remember that,” Annie says suddenly. “I remember he used to do that.”

She remembers how annoyed it had made her and the other girls, that Domo was always letting the boys slack off. They’d always been so loud as they were leaving. The girls’ trainers would have to shut the door to the room so that they’d focus.

Annie and Delfin and a couple of the other girls had cornered Domo, one time, once their trainers had left and they wouldn’t get caught. They’d been thirteen, they hadn’t been afraid of anything, and they’d asked him why he was letting the boys go, especially the fourteen year olds who were supposed to be getting ready for the test.

He’d told them it was because it was easier to present boys. They didn’t need to focus on looking pretty.

“He was a sexist pig,” Annie says, and Finnick bursts out laughing.

Annie starts giggling, too. She sits back upright too quickly and her head swims. She ends up slumping a little bit, nearly crashing into Finnick’s side, and catches herself at the last second.

“He was,” Finnick says.

Annie thinks about it. About how many Fridays she and the other girls had rolled their eyes and grumbled when they’d heard the boys start yelling, clattering down the hallway. About how many times Finnick had run past her room, and she’d never noticed him and never known.

“You don’t talk to him, do you,” she says. It’s not a question. “Domo.”

Finnick sighs. “It’s not like you and Serafina,” he says.

“I know.”

“What happened was embarrassing for the Academy.”

“But not for him,” Annie says. “He prepared you the best he could.”

Finnick doesn’t say anything, and Annie knows he’s done talking about it. He rarely brings up anything about his life before the Games. He’s probably done talking in general.

Her head’s spinning a little less now. She hops off the bed and holds out her hand. “Let’s go,” she says, a little impatiently, when he just looks at her. “We need to go to town.”

He takes her hand and she pulls him up and off the bed. “For?” he asks.

Annie stands on her tiptoes and twirls him around under her arm, and she sees him smile almost helplessly. She bites her cheek to keep in her own smile. “We’re painting the cabinets,” she says.

[reds-hub-and-main]

Alright gather round lovelies, here's a copy paste screenshot of what I typed out the one time I got shadow banned incase you need ideas on how to type your plea to staff.

May our blog overlords have mercy on you, and I hope this helps.

[littlehoundthings]

"I swear to all of you, listenin' to a healer for once won't suddenly make you less....... heroic. I swear I don't bite."