#I contain multitudes I guess

[consolecadet]

Client 1: this is perfect, we're putting it on the website with no edits!

Client 2: I'm not sure you're capable of logical thought

[againstme]

i blog about against me and mcr but i'm really listening to seussical rn

[ringsy-flamingsy]

Ich bin ja schon länger ziemlich out of the loop, was Unter Uns betrifft, und scanne nur noch die Spoiler auf etwaige Ringsy-Neuigkeiten ab, aber jedes Mal, wenn ich an den Begriff "Empty Nest Syndrome" denke, hätte ich wirklich gern einen Eimer zum Reinschreien. Sowas wie Charakterentwicklung wird's bei Ringo und Easy wohl nie wieder geben, oder? Man man man, da haben sie zwei Typen mit einer einzigartig reizvollen Dynamik und seit der Hochzeit kommt einfach nichts mehr. Gute Ansätze werden auf halbem Weg vergessen oder bewusst ins Lächerliche gezogen, bevor mit Karacho in die Bremsen getreten und der Rückwärtsgang eingelegt wird. Julius existiert quasi auch nur noch auf dem Papier, weil es so viel einfacher ist, immer und immer wieder einen Eiertanz um den uNeRfÜlLtEn KiNdErWuNsCh aufzuführen. Aber das dann auch durchzuziehen, das trauen sie sich am Ende doch nicht, lol.

Holt doch einfach Emilia Richter zurück. Die kennt niemand mehr? Völlig latte. Es werden doch ständig irgendwelche Figuren mit bestenfalls fadenscheinigen Erklärungen aus der Mottenkiste geholt, und sie hat sich immerhin mit der angedeuteten Option auf eine Rückkehr aus der Serie verabschiedet. Schreibt sie als Ringos Endgegner, was Intellekt und Skrupel betrifft. Macht sie stark und kalt und ekelhaft, ein weiblicher Spohn. Gebt mir eine Storyline, in der Ringo seine eigenen Kräfte mal wieder maßlos überschätzt - mit dem Twist, dass a) das körperliche Interesse strikt einseitig und unerwidert ist, und b) er Easys Hilfe sucht, ohne zuvor irgendwo kondomlos rumschlawinert zu haben. Und lasst Easy zumindest einen Fuß ins Zwielicht stecken und ihn erkennen, dass er im Tandem mit seinem Mann alles erreichen kann, wenn er sich nur traut. Sunrise, parabellum.

Das. Kann. Doch. Nicht. So. Schwer. Sein.

[m-has-a-blog]

Me: Dead Ringers is my biggest comfort movie lately! Watch A Field In England! I love horror movies that are 90% someone silently wandering around a desolate and increasingly hallucinatory landscape!

Also me: I have Opinions About Supernatural Shipping. Ten gif sets of Sam winchester covered in blood. Betty Cooper is my forever girl. We need more freaks in the riverdale fandom. I’ve seen reanimator 20 times.

[lilacpaperbird]

About Sam's music taste

Okay so I've always been really intrigued by the kind of music Sam might like, since we seemingly didn't get much information about it in the show. So I did a deep dive, and this is everything I could find/remember in relation to Sam and his taste in music:

Kripke, interview from 2007

From the Supernatural Wiki - There's a small mistake here. I checked the video and Jared said "Jack Johnson", not "Jackson"

Good catch, thanks anon whoever you are! - I checked and yep there it is! I added a pic of the poster so you could see what it looks like

11x04 Baby - Sam knows the lyrics to the song "Night Moves" and sings it enthusiastically, like he did with "Dead or Alive" in 3x16

14x20 Moriah

Bands/singers mentioned:

Green Day

Red Hot Chili Peppers

Fall Out Boy

The Killers

Jack Johnson

Death Cab for Cutie

Jason Manns

Bon Jovi

A Wilhem Scream

Bob Seger

Elvis Presley

Celine Dion

[rhaeneystargaryen]

[cuubism]

as much as i love traditionally married dreamling - and do i - i also have this bruised softness in my heart for 'what we have is outside relationship constructs, define it at your own peril' dreamling, for 'drifting in and out of each other's orbit with each other as perennial anchor point' dreamling, 'i haven't seen you in sixty years but what's that to an immortal, you are always in my heart' dreamling, 'our lives are not quite one but neither are they apart' dreamling. drop in on me, i am always ready to welcome you. and i will always let you go.

hob as a fixture, a constancy, a hearth, and dream as a wild creature coming in from the cold. it cannot be kept, and you would commit no such sin of trying to, but it can be held, warm, before the fireplace for a while. let it go, and trust that it will come back.

hob as a wanderer, life to life to life, and dream as an ancient, enduring kingdom whose protection is reachable just by closing your eyes. continuance impossible in the waking world but offered as easily as a kiss on the cheek.

there is no keeping a dream, is the thing. and dream does not want to be kept, but he does want to be held, held and let go and held again with those arms always open to him. there is no keeping an adventurer, either, and hob is an adventurer at heart, always ready to see, do, the next thing, but adventurers need a home, too, one that doesn't mind when they come back a little bit different.

go where you need to, when you need to. carry my love with you. and come back to me.

that kind of dreamling.

[heikeee]

no but i need to scream into the void or i'll go mad. listen. kikyo wasn't a bitch. i don't think the way she was written did her any justice; it just makes her easy to hate. and don't get me wrong, this isn't about her relationship with inuyasha or kagome at all, i just want to talk about her as a character because she is one of the most complex of them and she needs to be looked at with more empathy.

i've said it before and i'll say it again: her whole thing is that she is tragedy personified. think about it. everything, and i mean every single thing that could have gone wrong in her life, HAS gone wrong. she had a difficult upbringing, having to raise her little sister and having to shoulder the burden of being the sole purifier of the shikon jewel (which constantly put her and her village under threat). she was never dealt an easy hand to begin with. then, she finds solace in love, tries her best to think of a way of unraveling herself from her duties to live a free life, while still caring for others selflessly: she took in onigumo, and he betrayed her. by pretending to be inuyasha, he had her think that her lover had betrayed her as well, and succumbed to wounds inflicted by him (or so she thought), while sealing him to the goshinboku.

the last wish she spoke of was to take the shikon jewel to the beyond with herself. later, kagome finds a way to actually destroy the jewel, which was what kikyo had intended to do but couldn't. in her heart, her last wish was to see inuyasha again. the jewel corrupts this wish and grants it in the most fucked up way possible.

her remains are robbed from her grave and she is brought back to life with NO agency on the matter, by someone who wanted only to exploit her powers. now, untethered from from her past duties, she is finally free to experience emotion. and that includes bad emotions. so anger, resentment, jealousy, contempt, loneliness, selfishness (and that's part of being human). every unfulfilled wish, the unfairness of it all. she spends the rest of the series navigating this undead existence, the duality of not belonging anywhere, constantly torn between doing what is right and what needs to be done to reach her goal, having no choice but to consume souls of recently departed girls to have the energy to fight her only fight (destroying naraku), all the while helping villagers and kids, and even the inugang, despite not wanting to align with their agenda at first. she contemplates sacrificing kohaku, yes, but ultimately her redemption is that she chose to save him instead of purifying the jewel in the end. she showed that she trusted the inugang to finish what she couldn't, and chose to spare another life, if possible (she says so herself in ch441)

it is very difficult to relate to someone that doesn't give access to her vulnerable side very often. her and sango are the two characters who had it the hardest and were forced to make the most difficult decisions out of everyone. but we love sango, even when she chose to sacrifice rin, even when she contemplated killing kohaku then herself, because we know where sango's heart lies and how torn she is about all of it. kikyo, on the other hand, is stoic and hardened by her life (and also post-life), but ultimately her biggest trait was kindness. we don't get to see her cry and be like woe is me about it, something that could've made us more empathetic towards her like we are with sango.

my point is kikyo deserves to be looked at through kinder eyes. she is a complex character, and she requires a bit more analysis and compassion to actually see who she really is. my tragic girl

[journey-to-the-attic]

Okay but do you realise you have to drop the nicknames list now. Like I can't just move on without knowing what Lucifer's number 3 most sappy nickname is. (/j, only if you want to ofc!!)

i went to do it nearly as soon as i posted that ask answer, so here you go! copy-pasted and reformatted for ease of understanding - and some previously unseen because they come into use post-jtta

running list of ik's addresses/nicknames, stc

category one: standard

kid/kiddo - mostly mammon (who uses these more than her actual name), occasionally levi

twinkle - astaroth, belphie (tends to swap between this and her name)

moppet - mephisto

darling - asmo in every day life

sweetheart - asmo again, in softer moments

doll - alecto, though she uses this one on a lot of people

[my] dear - barbatos, so far only used impulsively once, but which becomes more frequent in future

paws - satan, shamelessly borrowed from anon

little dove - simeon, used once so far, but which is likely to make a comeback

wizard of shoes - solomon, as part of a running joke

overlord terror of the sands, duke of the sea turtles, bestie - any of a number of titles ik has slowly accumulated throughout her various running bits with levi

category two: special occasions

[my] lovely - simeon, in the same why english teachers in the uk often do

treasure - mammon

(something in a now obselete language that translates to) 'light of my eyes' - popular several generations ago, now probably only ever used by lucifer

something derived from these lines from an old devildom poem: "that which dreams like bottled lightning / sparks hope that grows from rot / to scatter wishes across the starry sky / and sever old threads at the cloth" - which only diavolo seems to understand

[my] precious/sweet/many other adjectives girl - asmo when very very drunk

brave hero - levi, making an effort to cheer her up

[gruesome-beauty]

new charly bliss album new gel ep i’m feeling GOOD

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

did they have 13 do anything like this? they shouldve had 13 do stuff like this

[dualdeixis]

sometimes i think about how many stories/works of art have essentially saved my life by inspiring me to create my own - like "i can't die until i draw this, i can't die until i write that" - and yet the people who created them have no idea that i exist or that their work impacted me like that. it's actually weirdly comforting because i can think to myself, maybe there's someone like that out there who feels something similar about my work and they just never told me so i'll never know but that doesn't make it any less real. it's real to that person. i think that if your work is able to give someone any amount of ease or joy or strength to go on, even if only for a day or a moment, then you've won. even if it really is only a single person, because even a single life is a vast and important thing; to add to something so vast is no small feat. even if that single life is only your own life. Especially if it's your own.

i guess inspiration in the end is really just being inspired to save your own life. even if you hold your own work in such low esteem that you can't bear to tell yourself, "your work saved my life." it doesn't make it any less real.

[starsisbig]

don’t EVER forget caduceus is STUPID he’s SO DUMB and!! HES MEAN

[beevean]

Hey bev, can I request some Hecula, for any number of your choice?👉👈 🦇

Of course you can, I was waiting for it 😭 💖

Well... I choose n. 42 :)

~

…out of pride.

Dracula has thought Isaac had been impressive, carrying with him the lineage of an esteemed family of sorcerers... but Hector shattered every single expectation he had for him.

What a wonder he was. What awe he inspired, at such a young age! Dracula's dead chest swelled at the sight of him commanding the forces of Hell in the palm of his hand, as if he too were part of it. The boy was cursed to the marrow with dark power; and for once, Dracula was glad for God's act of spite, for it meant that Hector was destined to belong to him and him alone.

And there was no greater joy in holding his body, made strong with training and Dracula's own power, and kissing his angelic face, those plump lips of his that were made to be claimed, hearing the rush of his tainted blood underneath the skin as the boy let himself be loved as he deserved for making him so proud.

He was more than a son, more than a vampire fledgling merely bound to him by ancient magic: never before Dracula had thought he could ever experience the pleasure of forging a soul with his own hands and no one else's, turning it into perfection.

[dirius]

Just looked at the blender course I started and

🙃

[mendely]

something about how sassy and smug and mean Flywheels/Skytread is in IDW 2019 feels illegal