#at least at first

[tcustodisart]

What does Connie Tav think of Minthara?

Honestly, his opinion would be "who?" and I'm going to explain myself in a moment. During my first Connecticut playthrough I didn't even get a chance to talk to her because she was immediately hostile towards my party and in that playthrough she was sleeping with angels post act 1. In my second CT playthrough I was very careful to talk to her and knock her down non lethally just like guides intended. But then I reached Moonrise and she was nowhere to be found. Personally, I don't even have any opinion of her yet, because during my Durge run when I reached Moonrise, the patch 6 was released that broke my Minthara causing her not to follow my party and the only thing she wanted to talk about was spoiling the Emperor reveal mid act 2. The game literally didn't give me a chance to get to know her :( From the stuff I've heard she sounds like an awesome, complex and kinda funny character. I like her one-sided beef with Gale, it's hilarious., but that's all I know about her as for now. Maybe one day, when I get back to my Durge run I'll finally be able to know her better. But for now she's just a cool looking drow lady.

[the-witchhunter]

DP x DC: Poisonous Rivalry

I know we like to comment on how Sam would probably idolized Poison Ivy, but would they actually get along?

They're very alike. They're headstrong, determined, and willing to cross lines to accomplish what they think is right. Also can be a bit abrasive, especially when you're on the other side of an argument

They're too alike

They would hate each other. Not like in a kill each other way, but I can't stand this person and need to one up them kind of rivalry

so imagine if you will, Danny and Sam (also Tucker if you want Eternal Trio) moving in next door to Harley and Ivy's place in Coney Island. Danny and Harley? They get along great. Thick as thieves and invite each other over all the time, have lunch together, and cause chaos the likes of which make even the gods tremble. Ya know, regular besties stuff

Sam and Ivy? They try to be civil for the sake of their spouses, but can't stand each other. It comes out as petty one-upmanship and they're constantly competing. "I helped raise this much for charity" "I killed the CEO of Polluters R Us" and their gardens? Beautiful! Stupendous! Amazing! They're gorgeous and it drives them both crazy

[zarla-s]

regrets are for the weak, heavy

[patreon]

[silence-between-seconds]

ykw ive never really seen sirius written as awkward in fics so imma do the honours

[anarchy-and-piglins]

"Get in!"

There wasn't much Techno could do about being dragged out of his tub and onto the wooden floor of the ship. He'd been in shallow water too long and he barely got a chance to get his bearings before Wilbur was hauling him up and shoving him into a big clay pot.

The guy wasn't much taller than Techno, certainly not stronger. If Techno had been a human and not a siren with a really flexible spine and a tail that could bend double, he wouldn't have fit. As it was the pot was a snug fit, but it was filled with water and probably prepared exactly for an emergency such as this. When Wilbur closed the top, the darkness almost resembled one of the caves Techno used to nest in. He could look out of a crack at the top, right above the water level. And he could tell why the pirates that took him wanted to hide him in a hurry.

Somebody else had boarded the ship.

Techno heard Tommy talking to them on the deck, voice pitched a little higher than it should. He heard Phil drag his boots. The ship swayed slowly, as if held still in the water. Wilbur had left to join them.

And in his haste, he had forgotten to reactivate the enchantment on Techno's choker.

He hummed, the sound light and pleasant. His throat hurt, but hearing his own voice was like music to his ears. The water in the tub swirled around him, answering his song.

The door to the room opened. Techno peered out.

He could see the person who had entered from the waist down, but he recognized it wasn't somebody he knew. It wasn't Phil or Wilbur or Tommy. It was one of the people who had boarded.

Another pirate, going by their clothes.

Techno licked his lips, tasting the salt from the water that Wilbur had used to fill the pot. He could entrance this human. He could use them to get out.

"You find anything?" A second man asked as he stepped into the room. He was dragging a net behind him, with razor-sharp metal links between the ropes. Techno had seen that before, a small adjustment made to a net to make it better at catching sirens.

In his other hand, he was holding a harpoon gun.

The scars along Techno's back seemed to twinge with phantom pain. He sunk back into the water and held his tongue.

(He would not trade the frying pan for the fire)

Wilbur snuck up behind the two and took them out easily, rapier staining red with their blood. For what he lacked in physical strength, he made up for in skill with a sword. Techno waited for him to be done before he popped the lid of the pot and stuck his chest out of the opening. Wilbur looked at him, smiling crookedly.

"That's what happened to people who think they can take what's ours," Wilbur said, kicking at one of the dead man's legs.

Techno opened his mouth - maybe to respond or make a joke. Maybe to entrance Wilbur. He had forgotten to activate the choker and he hadn't even noticed.

Then a shadow moved in the open doorway.

"Wilbur!"

There was a split second of wide-eyed shock on Wilbur's face at hearing him speak before the warning registered. Wilbur turned around just in time to take care of the third guy sneaking up on him. He exhaled the remains of surprise. Techno's vocal cords ached. He took another breath.

This was the best chance he would get.

Phil's hand closed over his mouth before he could utter another word, smothering a disgruntled yell from Techno.

"Nice try, mate." The captain laughed, quickly using his other hand to touch the choker and activate it again. Techno wanted to whine in frustration. He also wanted to bite Phil, but he let go before Techno could. "You're too clever for your own good."

Not clever enough to remember there was another door to this room, Techno thought bitterly.

"He wasn't going to-" Wilbur started, but Phil threw him a look.

"We'll talk about that later, clean the bodies up first," the captain said. "And put him back in the tub before he gets any more bright ideas. We can't let something so precious get away from us."

The way he looked at Techno almost made him regret that he didn't take his chance.

[aunteat]

I don’t think Armand just enabled Daniel’s substance abuse, I think he encouraged it (wants to drink his drugged blood)

[goodbyemaryjane]

10 things I learned from 10 months of sobriety

(in no particular order)

1. Feelings can't hurt me as long as I don't do anything self destructive to make them go away. They'll pass - like clouds blowing over the sky.

2. Everything good that I thought being drunk and high helped me do - socializing at parties, making art, emotional intimacy - I'm actually better at when I'm sober.

3. Getting intoxicated was a shortcut (a maladaptive coping mechanism) to silence my self-criticism and shame.

4. It caused more problems than it solved.

5. What I really needed was to practice self compassion and let myself be vulnerable with others sober. Scary, but the rewards are great.

6. If I satisfy my loneliness by getting drunk and high, I will be too busy with my addiction to seek out real love or accept it when it comes. I feel lonely for a reason; if I just keep numbing the hunger, I'll starve.

7. I have to take all of the energy I may spend wishing for others to change for me and just change myself.

8. Withdrawals were uncomfortable but my fear of them was much worse. When I look back, I felt more joy and relief in the first few days than pain. Like swimming in the ocean: once I stopped struggling and just let the current pull me under and toss me around, trusting that eventually I would be pushed to the surface, I knew I would be alright no matter how strange and sick I felt. It was such a relief to stop fighting what I knew deep down was right and true: that I had to quit today - not tomorrow, not in a week - or I'd be using for the rest of my life.

9. Denial is a powerful and terrifying thing. Nobody is too smart to be an addict. If anything, it makes you better at coming up with excuses.

10. At some point you will be more afraid of staying the same forever than you are of changing.

[mari-lair]

I think i never commented on it before, but in your clock is ticking, when Teru touch Aka, the feeling is more similar to how it is shown in the pilot than in canon

[neverlandfaerai]

Somewhere in Tano, sometime in the past…

A pink whimsicott pushed warm sand over Nat’s shoulders, successfully burying his entire left arm. He’d been working hard to cover him entirely while Luxu made finishing touches on the sandcastle they started together. Now that the Whimsicott was almost done, the two could build a structure around their trainer.

In the distance, Gabe drew closer with something fishy at hand. He stopped in front of Nat.

Very unsuspectingly.

AND BAM GET SEAWEEDED IDIOT

The Whimsicott scrambled out of the way as sand quaked below him, and in doing so, unintentionally caught onto the wind. He drifted away from the unfolding chaos, watching the little human jump like a spoink and erupt in an draconic screech. Gabe’s laughter filled the air as he tripped over himself in his getaway, while Nat chased him around the beach.

🌊🌊🌊

The figures on the beach meshed and blurred as they moved, becoming part of the sand, becoming part of the ocean. A blueish purple hue took over as the event faded away with the tide.

....🐉 ( END OF MEMORY ) 🐉....

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[segimaru]

My therapist asked me whether I have a self-regulating action for when I'm experiencing strong negative emotions.

I lied and said I don't because I couldn't bring myself to confessing launching Baldur's Gate 3 just to ask Gale for a kiss for the 34967th time in a row.

[bitblob]

I’ve had this idea of an AU for a while. It takes place after security breach in the 2 star ending where Freddy and Gregory hijack the van to escape, and Monty takes over the lead role (with the addition of glamrock Mr. Hippo). However, this decision does not bring in the revenue that the pizzaplex needed (especially with the property damage Gregory left). So in a last ditch effort, they bring back a revamped Fredbear or Golden Freddy, but completely flipping the character. The character is now dubbed Princess; they’re related to Glamrock Freddy (prob a niece?) and is suppose to be a “high spirited teenager” to relate to teen audience but also fill as a big sister role model for younger kids. (Kinda playing into that trope of cartoons where they bring in a new, young, and annoying character, that’s related to the main one). But if Fazbear ent. known for one thing it’s cutting corners and reusing old material, no matter how defective or haunted it is. And what other angry spirit is left behind besides Afton?

[artemidesarrow]

The Lannisters being dicks in every adaptation is consistency at its best

[bittsandpieces]

if you call me dad. I’ll make sure to remind you every day how good of a job your doing and how proud I am…

I'm so sorry to be like this, but if you want me to call you dad, you at least need to spell your words correctly

[ickypuppi3]

ever think about how out of his depth steve would be if he met anyone billy hung around with in california

[a-route-up-if-i-fall]

connor: you know what, shay? why don't you go fuck urself?

shay: (shocked) did i offend you?

haytham: how dare you speak to someone like that? apologise right now.

connor: shay, i sincerely apologise for telling you to go fuck yourself.

shay: it's fine--

connor: what i really meant to say is that my dad can do better and i hate seeing you sit in the chair my mom should be sitting at.

shay:

haytham:

[forgesahead]

The benchmark has confirmed to me that I am not crazy and that Meteor's hair is indeed darker + has streaks in it, so I'm making my tentative headcanon about his hair official now! He's greying early and uses hair dye to cover it up, but the grey hairs don't hold the pigment as well as the brown hairs do, hence the lighter appearance. Meteor's the kind of guy who likes to live in the present and avoid thinking about the future (and things like the inevitability of aging), so he'd cover up the grey parts and avoid discussing it with others unless they've already seen what his hair looks like without the dye.