i am going to work on things and get better and just because people aren't around to see it doesn't mean i'm not trying
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Thought too hard about the 200 Graves prayer and now I'm sad.
"The Tomb I will serve till the end of my days, and then see me buried in two hundred graves."
Only 200. Harrow is so wrapped up in making the genocide that conceived her worth it that she will never allow herself to be a person in her own right. Harrowhark Nonagesimus is the greatest necromancer of her generation, the shining jewel of the ninth and the perfect reverend daughter, and when she dies she will have no grave of her own. She will be nothing but a monument to the atrocity that made her because that was all she was in life.
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Identity shenanigans are a hallmark of all superhero fanfictions and i will never get tired of writing them.
This is from chapter 19 of my fic Better Halves (and other such falsehoods) which is like 100k (so far) of Tim and Danny being idiots like this please go read it it's a labor of love.
just the painted bit below the cut :) if you want it
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It always makes me so sad thinking about how much Mammon gets dunked on in cannon (to an almost obnoxious degree) so I'm choosing to ignore that in favor of these two being besties.
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Listen, I know we're all exhausted, but we gotta get better about adding image descriptions to disability related stuff. Everyone should be IDing everything anyways, but there's a particularly cruel irony in disability related stuff not being accessible to folks with low/no vision.
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*puts down some SAGAU fluff* come here i have a tasty meal for you :)
Childe often goes to the city to pick up supplies, as you can't wander into a crowd without getting accused of impersonation- he's seen the scars etched over your skin, the lines of starry blood from blades and burns. so even with the cloth mask you always wear, he doesn't push you to venture into any big cities or villages. you are the Creator, after all, and Childe- Ajax- wants you to be as happy as possible. besides, it's always the perfect opportunity to catch wind of any news floating around, both from his subordinates and chatter on the street. the Eleventh Harbinger is oddly quiet nowadays, completing his work in silence and deep thought, yet the agents of the Fatui swear they can see a faint sparkle in his deep blue eyes.
it's during one of his outings that Ajax notices that he has a shadow- a small, fuzzy shadow, a kitten trotting after him as he goes around doing his weekly errands. the tiny thing is determined keep following him, even though one of his steps is practically an entire journey to it, and after the kitten trails after him to every shop he visits, Ajax simply scoops it up in one hand and carries it with him. it clambers onto his shoulder and makes itself comfortable, periodically mewing and nudging his cheek. Foul Legacy is going mad trying to stay silent in the back of Ajax's head, trilling and chirping in delight at the new adorable friend.
you're equally as delighted when Ajax brings the kitten home, gasping and reaching out as he gently sets it in your hands- and just in time, as Foul Legacy takes over their shared body, nuzzling up to you and chittering very quietly so he doesn't scare the cat. he watches your every move and reaction, the warm smile on your face after all that you've suffered making his heart melt. your newfound friend meows, high pitched and squeaky, kneading biscuits against your scarred palms as Legacy gently pulls you into his lap and purrs deeply along with the tiny kitten's buzzing.
the Creator, an Abyssal monster, and their fluffy companion- now all you need to do is think of a name.
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it's been more than 2 years. let's not pretend that my routine now isn't completely fucked
i normally don't draw or share something that personal, but now it's a way to cope. somehow. plus, i think, it should be normal to talk about
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"There is no other place in this world that I'd rather be
If I can't be at home then I'll send my apologies
"Can't you stay right here forever, pretty please?"
I need you here with me, I need you here"
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