#✦ v. far from home

[indomiinus]

@fcllxn-stcr // continued from here

Leon was, to be quite frank, lost.

While that normally wasn't anything out of the ordinary for him given his history, this was a new kind of lost. This was a "woke up on an alien space ship and got flung out of it during a crash and I'm in a new continent" lost. This was also a "there's some monster in my brain" lost.

He had been wandering with real, genuine purpose for a while though, several days in fact, and he had only seen a handful of people since then. And none of them had seemed all that friendly - or helpful - when he tried to explain his situation to them in search of a cure. Currently, the town he'd been stuck in had been nice enough, though wholly unhelpful regarding a cure.

And he should have been moving on, but instead, there he was, talking to someone he didn't know and asking them for help.

Leon had simply walked blindly toward the stranger without a second thought. Something had drawn his eye to the man, the worm in his brain signalling the other to be potentially helpful in a variety of ways. And that there was something familiar about him. It was a weird, unsettling feeling of an alien connection, and he was regretting even saying anything at all now.

It felt too much like he was giving into its whims somehow, but... he couldn't argue that it would be nice to meet someone with a similar problem to himself.

At least he wouldn't feel so damned alone.

Leon placed a hand on his chest, bowing his head in greeting and an attempt to be polite despite his impulsive exclamation a moment ago.

He straightened, hand falling to his side. Gold eyes met crimson and he continued, trying not to sound as nervous as he felt. "I-- sorry. I just--" He sucked down a breath and gestured vaguely. "I'm sorry for the suddenness of this, but, something tells me you're in a similar situation to myself. Are you, by any chance, a survivor of that alien contraption that crashed several days ago?"

He looked at him almost hopefully, his brain feeling uncomfortably itchy as he pushed back its attempt to try and connect.

[kaminarikokyu]

@whirling-fangs said: ❛  why did you leave without saying goodbye?  ❜ (:

she falters.

zenitsu hardly ever falters. she's taken great strides to make sure that, despite it all, she was balanced. she is meant to be quick on her feet, striking like lightning and leaving behind the rumble of thunder. she does not fall, she wouldn't ever let herself fall. she's not the clumsy teenage girl she was all those years ago. yet, staring into inosuke's eyes, hearing such a hurt tone in his voice -- her cold demeanor melts. only he and tanjiro can do that, even after years of isolating herself from them. suddenly she feels sixteen again, easily drowned in the feelings of her friends.

her hands shake, balling her fists up to hide said quake. she had done so good avoiding all of this. she rarely even saw inosuke nowadays -- now, he was here. he was blocking her way, and it's not like she can just run past him. he was quick, they were on equal footing when it came to speed. she couldn't get away, not unless he let her. and she knows he wouldn't let her.

why did she walk away that day? returning from that mission, being adorned with the title of hashira, then retreating away to solitude. hiding from her grief, her pain, her friends. not wanting them to witness the pathetic creature that survived, the person who didn't deserve the title of rumble hashira. she hid to protect them, she swears.

she swears.

but she couldn't explain that. not to him. she tears her eyes away from him, shutting them tight. she can't do this -- not with her brother. (not again.)

" i won't ... i won't ask again, " breathe deep, steady yourself. " move out of my way, inosuke. i don't ... i don't want to fight you. "

EMOTIONALLY CHARGED SENTENCE STARTERS. / accepting!

[infinitelystrangemachinex]

Mel for the unhinged character bingo!

yessss YEEEESSSSSSSSS

[cashmere-caveman]

Christian Wiman, Darkness Starts | S1E6, Bad Moon Rising | S2E8, All God‘s Children | Ian Strange, Suburban Intervention | S1E6, Bad Moon Rising | S1E3, Ghost Town | Christina Marie Brown, Ghost I

[defeateddetectives]

4am natsume bloggin but literally it is THE emotional support series that's been holding my hand through hell or high water for the last thirteen yeeeeears!!!!!

[quietwingsinthesky]

at some point i am going to have to force even to go back and deal with donna & tentoo & rose & all and everything they ran away from. and that will probably involve them losing tentoo’s chameleon arch watch by giving it back to its rightful owner, whether she chooses to open it or not. and that is. not going to be a very fun or stable time for them.

[bigbrainbiology]

Doodles <3

[hopefullydreaming]

it’s just hit me I’m moving to ENGLAND in three weeks everyone wish me luck and pray for my accent not to get any more fucked up thank you

[throughtrialbyfire]

"Cycle of the Serpent"

Chapter 14 - Pointing Blame

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  "Can you believe it?" Emeros exclaimed in a hush after swallowing down a spoonful of porridge, piling a couple more blueberries into the bowl, "Belethor goes out for a drink, and suddenly something's missing, and no one knows what happened." The disapproval in his voice as he spoke was evident. Wyndrelis cut into a fried egg, sliding it onto some toast in a low and precise motion, his sight sweeping between the other two Mer, the black holes of the mage's pupils a stark contrast against his cloud-white irises.    He would prefer to sink into the background. He didn't want to cause a rift between the three during the infancy of their friendships, but the more he thought about it, and the more he chewed at his breakfast and turned his gaze from one to the other... well.   He was pretty sure Athenath did it.    Wyndrelis lingered his gaze on the Altmer as they wrapped a finely woven cloth between the jingles of their tambourine, preparing it for the road. The Dunmer half-wondered if Emeros was simply giving the bard the benefit of a doubt. For what reason, he couldn't understand, but it all made sense to him. Their skill with a lockpick, the way he ducked out into the night, his attention to detail and their silent steps that occasionally startled the other two, it added to a portrait he mentally built of the younger Mer.    "How was your training with Lydia?" Wyndrelis asked. Athenath looked up from their task for a moment, cradling the tambourine as he swung his legs back and forth against the bed, curls rolling down their shoulders in well-combed lengths.    "It was fine." They pulled the instrument closer, ensuring they'd braided the long cloth tight enough with a few tugs, "I mean, nothing too monumental, but she did give me some good pointers. She told me my stance needed work, if I was any hope against anything stronger than a rabbit, but yeah, it was good."    Athenath meticulously pushed the tambourine back into their knapsack, the garnet-dyed leather moving aside to accommodate the instrument, bottles of healing potions clinking together, knocking against other items that had always been there. If they'd stolen anything, they did a damn good job at hiding it, the Dunmer thought.

[thatfaerieprincess]

Feel free to skip on past this, I’ve just gotta ramble for a minute bc i cant stop thinking about this kid from work last week. They were so much like me at that age (5-6th grade) that I didn’t know how to interact with them? I didn’t know what to say to them bc I don’t know what I needed to hear back then, what I would’ve WANTED to hear? What would I have even listened to? They were almost entirely silent and looked out at the world with a hesitant curiosity, but would pull back so fast as soon as you tried to interact w them. Little to no eye contact, face hidden in hair, always looking down, following others until they could strike off on their own and just quietly explore. Intently focusing on drawing any chance they got. We did an art project and they hunched over their piece the entire time and wouldn’t let any of us see it in progress, refusing to look up or acknowledge us if we asked to see it or to know what it was. Idk. I barely interacted w them while they were with us for those few days bc I didn’t know how? It almost hurt to try? It was like looking back into a time machine and i didn’t know how to tell them that it does get better,,, I still don’t even know if where I am is better, some days feel so unsure that I don’t think I’ve made any progress at all. But seeing that kid, idk. I’ve come pretty far. And it DOES get better. Maybe it’s not the best now, or even that great at all, but it’s better. I wish I could’ve told them but I don’t think they’d have wanted to hear it anyway

[moodr1ng]

thinking of it maybe i WOULD miss having someone else in my home who i can chat to now and then.. mayhaps i should consider not renting my second room but offering it for people in my circles to stay for short lengths of time if theyre in need or just need to be in the city for a while, and just ask them to help out w chores as payment

[kaminarikokyu]

@whirling-fangs / a storm approaches.

" if you're a king, where is your crown? " she asks, perched on the tree above him. she tilts her head at him, watching him train with his swords. zenitsu had found enjoyment in coming to visit him, finding this boy in the woods ... entertaining, maybe even something of a friend (like she'd know what having a friend would be like.)

she hops from her perch, landing on the ground with a small ' oomf .'

" i have a crown, " she continues, sitting down on the ground as she continues to watch him. " a big one! it matches my lords. " a brag, not that inosuke seems to care about her brags. with a huff, she stands, stomping her foot. " no more training! i wanna play! "

[littlestarlex]

hearing my political influencer roommate say "I won't promote Biden because he hasnt called for a ceasefire to the genocide, but I am still voting for him" is so genuinely tone deaf and stupid and it alone convinced me I am DEFINITELY not voting for that stupid motherfucker (I already wasn't going to, but it confirmed I was making the right call)

the sentiment I keep hearing is "as long as it isn't Trump" but it's so frustrating to think, for some people, Biden is as bad as Trump, for some people his lack of action on major policy change has altered their lives permanently in ways than will never be undone

"well Trump is going to enact a national abortion ban, doesn't that scare you?" sure, but I'm scared right now for the very real people currently unable to get the Healthcare they need because of loss of roe v. wade, for some people that ban is already in place and they're facing very real consequences of it as we speak

I'm scared for my friends, my family, myself, and all the people I may never know who are being impacted RIGHT NOW by the democratic presidency we're currently under

just because I am not currently impacted does not mean it shouldn't be a priority, just because it doesn't directly impact me doesn't mean I should just let it go

they cannot have my vote just because they're blue, just because they pacify us with small scale wins while continuing to fund the very things that keep us from being in a position of power

shit in the government can take a long time, I get it, but clearly they can move quick when it's something they all want, like ripping the power from the people and silencing voices that want genuine change

they all want the same thing, just because democrats aren't up there screaming on stage doesn't make them any less evil than republicans

[tarmac-rat]

In honor of me not finishing this in time for SilverV week despite my best efforts, have a collection of random WIP snippets from my 'Amusement Park' fic that'll probably just end up being a regular OS someday (aka my favorite bits of Johnny and Riley dialogue because I still love penning these assholes together).

[itissadbutitsmy-artblog]

YOU ARE ALL SO STUPID. did no one find spaders little dead egg. did PEPPERMINT not find it???? he KNEW what it looked like he would have recognized it. maybe spader never showed it to anyone else but at least peppermint knew wha

blaine: oh shit there’s a dead angel here

blaine: but that’s not important!! I’M busy looking for clues!

[apocalypta-secundus]

⏳ - Is there anything in your muse’s canon history that you wish to change?

LOL, Mizumi had a whole story revamp already. Changed her name too.

Ayame being potentially Rose's LT if Chikane Iba retired/quit/changed squads is something I wanna add to her? It never happened, but there was the chance.

I have a slight revamp for Narvi coming up once my gf has time/wants to slap Loki in Bleach. Narvi's Norwegian/Japanese, but only lived to be 9. Stop bringing diseases over on boats! Nothing else changes, she's still a chaos monger, but now it makes sense as to why she is.