#16 was rough

[wof-reworked]

FINALLY. FINALLY. people telling Qibli they love him and see the best in him does not make him a mary sue oh my god.

I've been hella personal this whole time but like to go a little deeper- that book genuinely brought me to sobbing tears the first time I read it at 16 because it was the first time I've seen a character with the same kind of hyperviligant anxiety and fawning be told they're loved and can be a good person/hero. It doesn't make him a mary sue for the book to focus on how he needs to learn how to get out of his own head and recognize that other people like him. I mean for gods sake the whole middle of the book is them getting mad at him for summoning a sandstorm I would hardly say you're supposed to view him as some untouchable hero when his strength has always been reading people and situations and not fighting/magic and the book about him puts an emphasis on those skills and where he also falls flat.

I don't think you all actually want found family if you think characters being accepted by their friends is like. bad writing. I don't know what you want but I don't think found family is it.

[taxinealkaloids]

two b-list sons of God and a second-rate resurrection

[tooquirkytolose]

Wild to me that I've been posting comics on tumblr for a decade, and when I set them up side by side you can *really* see how much practice has helped me

Consider my first 2:

With my latest 2:

Imagine what they'll look like a decade from now :^)

[himejoshiangels]

unfortunately thinking hard abt how Bruce meets duke at three vastly different times in his life and how he watched the innocence and cheer leave him as he got older and more jaded only for his spirit to blaze with hope when he matures into the signal

[duckiemimi]

i know a lot of ppl dislike what nanami had to say about gojo in this episode, “might as well have him take care of all the missions,” and i know it’s insensitive and cruel, but he was 16 and he just lost his best friend. there’s a towel over his eyes and i’m sure he’s crying. he’s exhausted and grieving and alone. lost. i can’t imagine how he felt at that moment.

[dunderella]

pokemon AU, two baby birds 🥺

[pastafossa]

Pet loss below the cut.

Cato was my cat. That's the long and short of it.

From the first night I had him when he curled up against my neck to fall asleep with me, to his final night when he curled up on my chest to try and comfort me, there is not a single day I've been home that I haven't had my kitten chow with me. He was my tiny shadow, always trotting along after me or singing at me from around the house with that long Siamese wail or bringing me scores of socks he hid god knows where (although once he brought me an entire umbrella instead, which he was understandably proud of). He was by my pillow every night cuddled up against my arm, and we fit together like two puzzle pieces, like that little crook in my arm was designed for him, for his exact shape and size. He was with me through my health issues, through high school and college, through moving states, through covid, through tears, through the loss of other pets. He was there as I really learned to write, and there is not a single chapter of TRT that was written without his presence for at least a section of it even if it meant I had to stop editing or writing for a bit and just stare at the words instead because he wanted to be held NOW. And he even managed to hold off the cancer just long enough to walk with me through mom's hospital stay and her return home. I was his person, and he was my soul cat, a piece of me.

I was so torn last night. He was clearly in pain, dehydrated, wobbly, confused and restless, and couldn't get to the litter box. It had been really clear this week the moment was coming, that the cancer was going to take him soon. I'd had this big plan, to have it all happen at home in peace. He hated the vet, hated the stress, but it happened so fast, and I just... knew he couldn't wait for the vet's office to open so she could come here. He'd chosen his time and it was now.

I held him at the emergency vet when they gave him the sedative. I managed to choke out that silly singing tone that always made him happy, as I called him every last nickname he knew: my Cato-wato kitten chow, my Cato kins, my little Mr. meow meow, my sweet happy baby kitty. I made sure all he could see with those big beautiful blue eyes of his was me, as I petted his soft little ears and scratched his neck just the way he liked. And he actually managed to purr for me. He purred as he slipped away and the lights went out, and it was the last sound I ever got to hear from him.

I already miss you so, so much, my sweet old kitty, my Cato kitten chow. I'm sorry it couldn't be at home. But thank you for purring for me. Thank you for spending your journey with me. Thank you for the love you gave me. Thank you for the big meows and the headbonks and perching on my shoulder to interrupt with a breaking news story of Meow Meow. Thank you for the stealing of hundreds of my socks over 16 years and the way you always wanted to sit on me regardless of convenience or your own comfort. Thank you for letting me scoop you up for head smoochies, guarding me from nightmares, and solemnly supervising over 150 chapters of TRT. My soul cat, my baby kitty, my lovebug. I will always love and miss you. And one day I'll see you again.

[disastrousduckss]

Have a rough sketch of these two dnsnsnsn

Tresillo's stuck there now

[adracat]

G Witch episode 16 thoughts

Or the episode where the real plot thickens. No offense to earth and Guel but these are the sort of stakes and drama I'm weak for. Truly a wonderful present to receive on this blessed of Sundays! Just in time for Walpurgisnacht too

And we start off strong with this heated Prospera and Bel confrontation! Cont. from last time, Bel just learned Eri Samaya is not Suletta Mercury or even alive anymore, but a mysterious 3rd thing-- her biometric code uploaded to the cloud aka Aerial. We learn her immature body couldn't handle it so she perished. Eri is now entirely composed of Permet particles, and without Aerial housing her consciousness she'll dissipate. The Gundam is literally possessed by a child's ghost.

And it seems with a permet score of 8, the datastorm can be extended with Quiet Zero and create a space for Eri to live. Or that's the implication, I gather. How exactly that would happen is a mystery though I suspect it would mean granting Eri a new physical body, perhaps by 'overwriting' Suletta's mind/soul. (Well this is sounding familiar, isn't it 3h fans?)

But amid all this, there's the matter of Benerit's leadership. Without Delling, they need someone to control the various corporate beasts so it's decided they'll hold an election. Awfully democratic of them tbh. Though I wager leadership might boil down to whoever can crush hardest in a Mobile Suit royale.

We know Shaddiq will be throwing his hat in the ring, as will our prodigal failson Guel by the looks of it. Speaking of, I wish he had a bigger moment with his brother but maybe later? Their surprise was pretty good, and I enjoyed Guel's talk with Petra. She's grown up quite a bit from the shallow bully/fangirl of the first season.

Moving on to Mio, I went nuts over this shot. Suletta is fulfilling all her promises!! Even cleaned her disaster area of a room and messaging three times per day. She's unnervingly good at following directions tbh.

Adored this so much too. Lauda is grateful to GUNDARM for their aid and subsequently clears them of suspicion in the terrorist attacks. He goes out of his way to say Mio is free from the dueling games too, but Mio could care less about that petty nonsense. Her heart and mind is set on Suletta.

Quick mention to Secilia for being the most relatable person in the show. She just wants to sit on this god forsaken couch, watch the drama, and see who'll be Miorine's husbando. She's so funny, I swear.

And ofc we get spacian/earthian hostility in the wake of the attacks. You can't blame these kids for being scared and lashing out at the nearest targets but also Earth House was clearly not involved and aiding students during. Even Lauda of all people can understand that. They are grieving for a friend apparently which just complicates the situation further. Sad for all tbh

Martin steps up to defend his housemates, which was nice to see, but it's Mio who is able to shut down their hostility with a clever bit of blackmail. She's so cool and taking no one's guff this season

Nika had a brief interaction with Sabina, but it was insightful. We understand Sabina's loyalty to Shaddiq now as she's an earthian who was taken in by Grassley. Like Nika, she wants to become a bridge for spacians and earthians. Their methods contrast Nika's but they're all coming from the same place. Sabina is anyway. Shaddiq is a bit more inscutable.

Detective Mio is exploring all avenues in her quest and the space assembly league are all too happy to collaborate. They all find Shin Sei and Prospera suspicious, it seems. Valid observation. She does manage to locate Nika, sorta, and brings that information back to the others.

Mio is so adorable when Earth House thanked her for everything. This is probably the first time in years people appreciate who she is on her own merits and formed bonds that aren't conditional or tied to her father. It was just a really wholesome moment. Ah I love her and Earth House! Especially after hearing that first drama cd sketch.

Shout out to Till for shipping these two like the rest of us. Solid wingman right there. Poor Suletta doesn't quite know where they stand after all this time and doesn't want to be a nuisance, but still desperate to show Mio her dedication.

Just look at this pathetic puppy face 🥺

Only a monster could say no to that look, and luckily for her Mio is an understanding and loving bride.

Prospera Jumpcare. Watch out y'all, this one has a mean bite. Her showing up suddenly was unnerving. For the love of all that is holy, never do this again lady. Creeping me out somethin fierce.

HOO BOOOY where to begin? So 5lan was rejected from Aerial immediately, unlike when Eri was humoring El4n and Mio. Is this a sign she's grown in power or just fed up with 5lan's gremlin antics? Could be a combo of both! I take this as confirmation there were multiple failed clones/instances of Eri and Suletta was the lone sucess. The others look Eri's age. 12 of them in total, making Suletta unlucky 13.

I kinda felt sorry for 5lan here, cause he has a right to want to live and not be a tool but also... I don't like him and wish him nothing but misery for being a creep + striking Bel, who I do love. Poor Bel is not having a good week in between Prospera's guilting and now 5lan's.

And we finally arrive at THE SCENES we've been waiting for. It's so wonderfully tense but also tentatively hopeful at the start. Suletta who wants nothing more than to bridge the gap and Mio who wants the same.

Mio starts off with an empathetic apology, stating she understands Suletta's choice in ep12 even if it was traumatic for her. But the reconciliation derailed the moment Suletta declares her mother was right after all. She did the right thing. Run gain one, move forward and gain two.

Mio is galvanized by this logic and hastens to ask Suletta how she can smile at something so terrible. She might understand why Suletta killed for her sake, but she doesn't get how Suletta can just blindly accept everything is ok; that murder was right. Then Mio goes directly in, striving to make Suletta understand. She presses her about her mother, asking if Suletta would do anything. Including giving up her dream for Mercury or killing again.

Her answer, while terrible, is yes. To all of it. Suletta would forfeit the school for Mercury. Would kill again at the behest of her mother. Would do anything so long as her mother said it was right.

Suletta only sees the positives. She got to go to school, have friends, and meet Miorine who she loves. All because she moved forward at her mother's demand. It's horrifying but it makes perfect sense why she would think this way. It's clear from her anxious gestures she's not wholly oblivious to the horror either, but deems her discomfort inconsequential when she gains so much from obeying.

Hearing this speech is the breaking point for Mio who dashes away, leaving a forlorn Suletta to gaze after her. And we're swiftly shown what exactly she has on her mind

This scene was electric from the start. Someone is finally calling out Prospera's manipulation and while she's unflappable as always you have to admire Mio's fire. She wants Suletta to be freed and doesn't care a whit what Prospera thinks.

GOOOOOD this quote. We know Mio loves Suletta genuinely but Prospera only sees her 'daughter' as a tool to be tossed around and used by others. Her phrasing is disgusting in this exchange. 'She's a good little girl, isn't she?' *shivers*

Prospera proceeds to lay her cards on the table and is amazingly forthright, declaring her intent. She reveals her hungry fixation for vengeance and 21 yr long grudge against Delling.

Ngl it's pretty hilarious that Mio doesn't mind the idea of these adults killing themselves fighting each other so long as she and Suletta are left alone. Mio in protective wife mode fr.

It's not that easy however, as Prospera coerces Miorine to help her with QZ. And the first step is to become president of the Benerit group. Miomio for President 2023!! Will she find a loophole from this dire situation? Cast your votes now as we await what becomes of our stellar cast until the next Suletta Sunday~

[allgremlinart]

everyone in the tags on this post of mine saying this is the only version of kataang they'd like make me feel a little insane but I'm being really brave about it

[hourcat]

PLEASE I BEG PLEASE WRUTE JEALOUS PIERRE IF YOU HAVE TIME!

hehe. perhaps a little something. <3

it's not like charles chose to be part of the interview panel he's sitting in right now. if anything, he'd rather not even be here at all: the couch is never all comfortable, and keeping track of the mic is annoying, and somehow it's even more frustrating to get stupid questions about his future at ferrari when he's seated on the interview stage than when he's standing in the tv pen.

besides. if he were going to choose a group of drivers to be interviewed with, the one person he'd select first is noticeably absent. it'd been delightful back in monaco, with pierre sitting knee-to-knee with him and laughing with lewis like they're all old friends. he'd give anything to have that chance again, if only to be able to have a looser, more relaxed start to the race weekend. it's been a few weeks since their last double-header, and if there's one person who knows how to clear his head from all the pre-race noise, it's pierre.

pierre, who'd been banished to the tv pen instead of him. pierre, who he hasn't gotten to spend a whole lot of time with since monaco. it's not like they're not talking for a reason--at least, not one that charles knows about. they're picking up mid-season, sure, and they'd mutually agreed before the season even started that canada could not get the better of their private life again, but they didn't go out together once during the break between spain and montreal. pierre hasn't cornered him in the motorhome block to kiss him silly in weeks. and yes, charles understands he's busy--charles is busy, too. but he'd be more understanding if he hadn't gotten an eyeful of pierre hooking a too-comfortable arm around yuki during last week's parade.

he knows he's being ridiculous. they're friends. charles likes yuki, who's actually just sitting down on the other end of the couch now. but seeing them together never fails to trigger something ugly and green in his chest. for so long, pierre has only touched charles that way. and then yuki comes along, and pierre gets close to him, and suddenly...charles needs to share? spoiled as it might be, he hates the thought more than anything. he just wants pierre to get close again.

and then, like the devil on his shoulder has sprung to life, esteban sits down to his left and greets him in soft french, and charles knows exactly how to get what he wants. so he shifts on the ugly couch, adjusts the brim of his hat, and gives his old acquaintance a big smile. "estie," he greets in return, reaching a hand out to give him a quick fistbump.

like clockwork, the media team's cameras start shuttering. charles swallows down an even bigger smile. incoming.

-

charles is almost embarrassed at how quickly the plan works. he says goodbye to the guys on the couch with him and wanders off to where his team is waiting behind the scenes, and manages to walk by himself for five whole minutes before he hears familiar footsteps gaining on him rapidly from behind. josh, the new social media admin, gives charles a look when he glances over, and then falls back.

he's just in time. "hey, calamar," pierre's voice is low in his ear as he sidles up to match his pace. their shoulders bump, clearly too hard to be accidental. "how was your media day?"

charles pointedly keeps his eyes forward. "it was fine," he answers, trying to swallow the knowing grin that comes with pierre's, ah, tendencies. "the usual, you know."

pierre makes a strangled noise somewhere in the back of his throat. "the usual?" he sounds disbelieving. he sounds...a little angry. charles shivers. they walk together for another few steps of silence before pierre speaks again, that same strain in his voice. "come here, charles, i want to show you something--" he grabs the crook of charles' elbow, just this side of rough, and leads him to the first gap in the team motorhome lineup. charles shivers again.

"what is this about, pierrot?" but he knows he can't hide it, can't hide that he's getting exactly what he'd been after in the first place, and pierre can tell. the look on his face shifts from almost genuinely upset to something noticeably hungrier.

"don't play dumb with me," pierre answers lowly. "i saw you up there with--with esteban." oh, he sounds horribly jealous. "and alex."

like alex had done anything to be part of this flare-up. he wants to laugh. "i was just chatting with them," charles murmurs, lifting his hands in innocence, but pierre growls something indecipherable under his breath and drags them around another corner, pressing charles' back to the warm metal of the motorhome. (it's alpine's, funnily enough. charles wonders if pierre's press officer knows where he is right now.)

"you looked awfully cozy," pierre bites back. he steps closer, pushing more into charles' space, and god it's been too long since they've been so close. "i didn't think you two were that close."

"mmm, it has been a while," charles concedes. "we were just catching up, mon petit, do not be so jealous." he reaches up to pat pierre's cheek gently, rubbing his thumb along the sharp line of his best friend's beard as he loses the battle with hiding his own amusement. "you know there is only one alpine driver for me." a rumbly noise spills from the frenchman's drawn-tight mouth. "come on, pierrot."

pierre presses even closer. charles watches him open his mouth to speak, then clench it shut so that he can see the way his muscles tic from effort. instead, he dips forward and presses a chaste, scruffy kiss to his cheek. "i hate it when he's so close to you." the words are soft, like some kind of confession. charles, for a moment, feels bad.

and then he remembers how yuki had giggled under pierre's touch, how easily he'd gone with being manhandled, and the guilt speeds away. "i hate seeing you close to your old teammate, too, you know," he mumbles. if it weren't as breezy out, charles would tug at his windbreaker until his neck was freed from the fabric so that pierre could bite him there--mark him just under the collar, safe from prying eyes, visible only to himself.

instead, he tilts back so pierre can rub his beard against him more.

"and you say i'm jealous." his voice is smug against charles' blush-warmed cheek. "you know it's not like that with yuki, bebe, you know." yes, he does. it doesn't make it any more fun to watch.

"you have not touched me like this in weeks," charles answers, one hand sliding up pierre's back to thread loosely in his wind-tousled hair. "what am i supposed to do?"

pierre kisses his cheek again, this time allowing his teeth to scrape gently. the next one is open-mouthed and wet, so hot against him that charles would drop to his knees right now if it weren't for pierre keeping him upright against the building. "i don't know," he muses into charles' skin. "maybe you could fucking ask." and here it is: exactly what charles had been after just a half-hour ago. pierre's knee is slotted between his thighs, hand gripping so tight through his clothes that he knows he'll have bruises later tonight--primed to drag charles back to their hotel room and eat him out until he cries.

"but mon amour," the monegasque murmurs, grinning when pierre finally moves back enough to properly go in for the kill, "where's the fun in that?"

[gammija]

my thoughts keep ping ponging back and forth between "Why would they tease us with so much mystery and Martin and 'The Magnus Archives 2' if wouldn't be an actual sequel?", and "But how the fuck would you make an actual sequel to 'the magnus archives?"

[rohirric-hunter]

One of my coworkers, a grown-ass woman, has decided to have such beef with this sixteen-year-old who works here, like, you cannot even mention this girl's name around her without her going off and it's like, yeah, she's kinda annoying. It's because she's sixteen. Yeah, she's bad at focusing. This is her first job. Yeah, she's bad at being bored. She's sixteen. Like every single problem she has with this girl is just part of the normal package deal that comes with sixteen year olds with jobs and I'm about to start just straight up telling her that's a weird problem to have with a sixteen year old and she should probably talk to a therapist about it.

[paynomindtotheinsanity]

Okay, don't hate me, but there's a chance I'll be a day late on posting the next chapter. Like, I'm gonna try real hard to get it done by Sunday morning, but I definitely spent way too much time drawing instead of writing the past few days lol

[dunderella]

the firestorm discord was brainstorming some ideas for what Cid would have looked like during his Lord Commander days, but with a slutty twist bc we can, so i had some fun with it

and a fem!cid based on the second design :)))

[scalpelsister]

im close to 100%-ing signalis but it requires me to play the game on survival 😭