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u know ur in too deep when u start binge watching every single movie an actor has been in and u can no longer discern the bad from the good. i’ll be watching an indie movie with a 2% score on rotten tomatoes and then tell everyone it’s the best piece of cinematography i’ve ever seen…

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Had to jump onto that viral trend

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THIS, THIS, THIS, THIS,

THIS

a feel like the new generation of fanfic readers NEED to understand that clicking on a fic (interaction) does nothing. ao3 has no algorithm. your private discord discussions of fic do not reach the authors. if you do not actively engage with writers they will stop posting. this isn’t social media this is community.

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omg STOP

how's it feel to (re)read sotr

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as someone who is joining all 3 of these fandoms VERY late, after the hype has died out, it's heartbreaking to see posts that are so few and far in between, and no active posters in these fandoms anymore. like, whom do I scream to now?! Nobody is interested anymore😭

you know what I miss rn? The niche desi fandoms that were hyperactive for a while and slowly fizzled out. So many friendships were born out of these fandoms. There three that were the most impactful out of these for me. So RIP Bahubali Fandom, RRR Fandom and Ponniyin Selvan Fandom. Also are y'all still sneaking out here?

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I keep seeing people upset that Haymitch never had another partner, or that he “never got over” Lenore Dove. That he was left miserable for the rest of his life. That he should’ve been given another love interest — a real one, not just anyone. And honestly?

Let’s talk about it.

1) Haymitch is not unhappy.

He literally says it: he doesn’t drink to numb the pain anymore, he drinks because he’s an addict. And yeah — I wish he had stopped altogether. Some of the most heartbreaking deaths I’ve seen in real life were due to cirrhosis.

But that doesn’t mean he’s miserable. He’s surviving. He’s healing.

2) The Capitol love interest people want for him? That wouldn’t have worked.

She’s brainwashed. Period. And if she weren’t, we would see it in the text — either through Haymitch’s eyes, or Katniss’s. Both are reliable in different ways.

In Panem, when someone from the Capitol is pretending, or disagreeing silently, it shows. It leaks out.

If Haymitch were to have another love interest, it would need to be:

• someone from the Districts,

• maybe even another Victor,

• someone who understands his trauma and oppression firsthand.

That’s the only way it could ever make sense.

3) Haymitch did get his happy ending.

And again — he says it himself.

He’s happy because Peeta and Katniss are his family.

He let people back into his heart.

He’s at peace, because Lenore Dove doesn’t haunt him anymore.

He’s moved on from her death.

Now, he sees her old and happy — and that gives him peace.

Haymitch is happy.

You don’t need a romantic partner to be whole.

He made peace with his past.

He let his ghosts rest.

And most importantly?

No more children are chosen to die in the Arena on his birthday.

For the first time,

“Happy birthday, Haymitch” isn’t a burden.

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don't really have a fanfic wip right now ><

so here's a color pencil portrait I've been working on of Fahadh Faasil, one of my favourite actors of all time!!

(Shield your eyes, it's in The Ugly Phase right now💀💀)

WIP WEDNESDAY!!!

Thank you for the tag @theoneandonlysemla!!!

No pressure tagging: @gloriousblueflames @skyrim-crossing @skyrim-forever @labskeever @ladytanithia @changelingsandothernonsense

Just been writing some good old fashioned smut this week!! <3 so here is some of the buildup to that. Even though it isn't May, definitely felt a little bit inspired by the song First of May by Jonathon Coulton <3 <3 Mildly NSFW below the cut :)

"Brynjolf, want to take a quick detour?" Nimre asked.

He slowed down and looked at her with a raised brow. "We aren't far off Kynesgrove though, if we push through we-"

"Actually I've changed my mind," Nimre interrupted. "We are taking a detour, come on!" She didn't even give him a chance to reply before she turned sharply to the left, off the main road. Brynjolf followed her as she rode down a dusty trail, navigating through cracks and crevices of weather-beaten stone, down into a valley. The air was thick, a blanket of steam clinging tightly to the ground, the sound of bubbling water growing ever closer.

"What's the point of this detour lass?" Brynjolf called up to her.

Nimre stopped and turned to look back at him."Well, just because this is a business trip, doesn't mean we can't have any fun." She winked as she slid out of her saddle and tethered the house to a nearby tree. Brynjolf followed suit, but before he could say any more, she leaned up against a boulder and began to unbuckle her boots. She pushed them off her feet and stuffed her socks inside. Her belt came next, she slipped off her greaves and her woollen trousers. Her cuirass and undershirt joined her other clothes, leaving her in only her underwear. Brynjolf watched on, frozen, a little taken aback by his boss undressing without any hesitation. But he couldn't help but grow hard as he watched her clothes pile up on the ground. She pinned him down with her eyes, not daring to blink as she took off her bra and underwear. And with a little smile, she waded into the water, sighing as she sank until only her shoulders and collarbone were visible above the glassy surface. She looked back up at Brynjolf.

"Well? Are you just going to stand there or are you going to join me?" she giggled. "I don't bite." Brynjolf rubbed the back of his neck, his face warm for reasons unrelated to the steam.

"Alright lass," he said with a chuckle. "By your orders." He quickly stripped off, Nimre watching him keenly as she lazed in the warm water, taking in the afternoon sun. His clothes joined Nimre's, and he made his way into the spring. He sat down, sending small ripples across the pool. Drawing in a deep breath, he slunk down, disappearing from view for a second, before resurfacing, strands of red hair plastered to his face and neck. "This isn't a bad little detour lass," he said, looking across at Nimre.

"I know. The only part of this frozen shithole of a hold that I can tolerate." She rolled her shoulders back, taking in the warmth of the pool. "I'm really not looking forward to Winterhold, so figured we would make a quick stop somewhere a bit more enjoyable."

"Speaking of Winterhold, have you got any plans of what you want to do when you get to the College lass?" he asked, looking at his boss, who was now lying down, only her head above the water, eyes closed, her damp skin glistening in the sunlight.

"Nope," she said, not moving a muscle. "But," she lazily opened her eyes, and tilted her head forward, looking straight at Brynjolf. "I can think of what I want to do right now."

"Really now," Brynjolf said in a low voice, narrowing his eyes at her. "And what is it you want to do?"

"Oh Bryn, don't play dumb. You know exactly what I want to do."

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I had someone in the tags of a Todd edit be like “these are great, never stop making them!” I absolutely appreciate the compliment but homie the point of Todd Edit Everyday Until TES VI is that we stop at some point 🙃

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Art is still not arting the way I want it :/ but I got inspired by a quote on twitter….

So I share some more lore to my OC‘s story.

Part of being a werewolf means you can feel the shift of the moon. The closer we get to a full moon the more broody and short on temper she gets. So most of the time she‘s gonna disappear without a word and comes back when the full moon is over.

However because of his suspicion observations towards Lycreta, Jorah becomes the person who can clock her behavior the best and every now and then when the transformation was too exhausting he‘s tracking her down to check on her wellbeing.

But of course he would never admit it and will just tell her that the Khaleesi asked him to find her.

Lycreta believes it at first but after it happened too many times she of course starts to tease him about it.

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The Air India AI171 Boeing 787-8 Dreamliner crash and deaths of many civilians has sparked certain reactions. Islamists from Pakistan and Bangladesh, and wignat accounts on social media are laughing about the deaths.

Om Shanti to all the deceased. May everyone who laughed about this crash get the fruits of their karma.

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I guess everyone in that universe is traumatized, but how you handle it makes the difference✨

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SICKNESS, RUM AND HARROWING PAIN (GAME OF THRONES)

Nothing in the world could prepare him for this.

He does not know how long it has been since he sat here. He does not know if he is alive or in Hell, finally paying for his sins.

2. THE HEART OF A WARRIOR (OR TWO) (SKYRIM)

Yasmen crouched low, hidden among the thick bushes and trees, her eyes fixed on the bandit camp up ahead. She shuffled around, trying to get a better view without blowing her cover. This usually wasn’t how she liked to do things, but this particular mission was…sensitive.

3. BREAK THE CYCLE (TUMBBAD)

“I wish you had died instead of your poor little brother.”

Sometimes, Vinayak wished that too. Most times, he believed that.

4. WHAT WILL IT TAKE? (AAVESHAM)

It had been two weeks since their final exam results came out. Bibi found himself shuddering as he remembered the thrashing that had followed.

5. NEVER AGAIN (VETTAIYAN)

Athiyan felt a wave of relief wash over him. It was done. Natraj was on his way to the execution chamber, and the scales of justice, though bloodied, had finally been balanced. Both Saranya and Guna received their due at a cost they should never have to bear.

6. BEHIND THE MASKS (RRR)

It was not a pleasant evening for Alluri Sitaram Raju.

The grass rustling under his feet as he walked barefoot, accompanied by the gentle trickle of a lively stream and the jolly chirping of koels and sparrows as they returned home for the night, did nothing to appease his spirits.

7. A PROMISE TO PROTECT (RRR)

Seetha had been up all night, watching her beloved Ram sleep peacefully in the back of the truck in which they were travelling. His eyebrows relaxed, eyes lightly shut while he breathed slowly, evenly, reassuring her that he was finally by her side again.

8. HURT AND GRIEVE BUT FON'T SUFFER ALONE (RRR)

"I'm so sorry."

"None of this is your fault."

"Stop it."

"Take care of her."

"I will."

I will. A pair of bloodshot eyes fluttered open to the sound of thunder crashing in the trees, lighting up the sky and roaring with rage long suppressed. He had seen the storm coming. And yet, he could do nothing to stop it.

9. WITH NO ONE TO GET YOU (TOP GUN)

He knew this day would come. He had been mentally preparing for it since the moment he was told he would be going to Top Gun by his CO. Graduation. It was a tradition he had heard of a hundred times before, since his younger sister got tapped out by his parents after her BMT graduation from the airforce.

10. SHOOTING YOUR SHOT (KISS KISS BANG BANG)

The case was simple enough. Or so Harry had thought. Walk in, interrogate the detainee, Someone McSomething-Or-The-Other (He couldn’t recall his name, nor did he care) and get the intel, then report back to Perry.

Easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy right?

These are my last 10 fics lol, with the fandom in the (brackets).

No pressure tagging: @marahsfandomloves, @scribeofskyrim, @pregnant-javert, @4getfulimaginator2022 and @mormont19

First Line Challenge!

Thank you for the tag @shadows-aflame!!

Rules: Post the beginning lines of your 10 most recently published fanfics, then attempt to tag 10 people!

Okay, well I only have 9 fics published (and most are crack fics lol) but enjoy!!

Tagging: @skyrim-forever @dirty-bosmer @hyperfixations-everywhere @sulphuricgrin @hircines-hunter @oblivions-dawn @ladytanithia @changelingsandothernonsense @madam-whim

1. Do You Get To The Cloud District Very Often?

It was a terrible day in Tamriel. Not because Alduin the World Eater, Harbinger of End Times had returned, but because of an incident in the city of Whiterun.

2. The Voice - Literally

"And now, for the first ever time in the history of The Voice, we have a quartet performing!" Announced the incredibly annoying host who was way too enthusiastic about this shit.

3. Farkas <3 Cheese Wheels

The Dragonborn decided to go to Whiterun one day.

4. Oblivion's Kitchen

Gordon Ramsay was a rather accomplished Breton.

5. The Lover's Tent

Married life wasn't quite what Aela had expected.

6. Not Fair

(Side note, this is my favourite fic I have written <3)

"Aela, Anja, how are you two not cold?!" Nimre asked her friends, as she shivered and pulled her hood further over herself, trying to protect her red, wind-burnt cheeks.

7. Many Places You'd Prefer To Be

All was quiet in Whiterun. The moons cast a soft light over the city, the stars burned brightly through the clouds.

8. Two Hearts and a Heist

“Aela! Anja!” Nimre cried out, her voice rising above the hum of the tavern as the two women stepped through the doors of The Bee and Barb.

9. "Eulogy"

Anja stepped forward and glanced over the dead body - laying too peacefully for her liking - then at the mourners clad in black.

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“because he loves Peeta too” is the only line ever because it tells us, with the plainest read of the text, that Haymitch loves Peeta just as Katniss loves Peeta; so Katniss admits she loves Peeta here; and, read another way, I think it also tells us that Haymitch loves Katniss, and he loves Peeta too

and Katniss knows they are loved by Haymitch (she articulates it more later, but the fact that she reaches for his comfort also speaks volumes), which is just … a whole thing …

and he’s there for his sweetheart, immediately, and they’re united in their grief over Peeta, even as everyone else is fretting about how they’ve lost their propaganda piece

he didn’t want to let them in and this is why — and he does know what she’s feeling, more than she can handle hearing right now, not only because of his past, but because he too is watching Peeta’s decline, and Katniss’s decline because of it … so he just tells her he knows, and he holds her

this messed up little family has my heart

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OC fan-art!!

A while back, my dear friend @lena-wolvie posted an artwork with our GoT OCs interacting. I made one too and completely forgot to post it💀

So here you go ^^

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me n who?