#either in the replies or through an ask

[pekoeboo]

another Ravenwood RP thing based on this concept I briefly touched on before. Antony ends up dead (again) as a result of this whole ordeal, as Melvin's undead form attacked him (it's kind of a long story but yeah. an undead/possessed Mel is the one they're fighting in all of this fdjkgdfg - he does get reverted back to normal eventually, don't worry).

kinda pushed myself out of my comfort zone a bit with this one, considering that like, "Mel" ended up going for Antony's throat and the idea is pretty gory in nature. but I'm quite squeamish so I couldn't really bring myself to draw much detail. still a super messed-up concept tho. ugh my poor boy;;;

this RP is always just really intense tbh, but I've been trying to get over my fear of sharing some of the more angsty or painful arts regarding the stories me and my friends come up with. these kinds of arts are usually the ones I put a lot of emotion into, so hopefully that comes through the most... even if I don't do a great job explaining things sometimes ><;;

please do not remove caption or repost. also on deviantart

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[lavenderjewels]

you fascinate me

[nopeferatu]

Since the play implies that Ennis is still alive in 2013, do you think he ever went into town just to get something and end up seeing a pride march happening? I feel like he'd be trying to hide his jealously at seeing people being so open as disgust, and secretly be wishing him and Jack could have been open like that. And he would probably have seen a couple that reminded him of himself and Jack, just to twist the knife in further. (Also I think he would secretly pick something pride related up, like a tiny flag, something easy to hide and put it on Jack's shirt)

So I got this ask when I was on the plane ride back to the US and my interest was piqued, so I bought the 4hr British Airways internet package just to do some research; turns out that, from what I could find, the pride festivals in the bigger cities of Wyoming are all pretty recent? As in, I think the earliest one I could find started in Casper in 2015, which kind of goes to show you even further the kind of state that Ennis and Jack would have grown up in for the pride festivals in the BIG cities to have started so recently.

Even if he wouldn't have had the chance to see a pride march in 2013, the thought of Ennis existing in the modern day and age is really interesting to me. I think things have gotten to where even in a state as unpopulated as Wyoming queer people are becoming more and more visible, and so if he had to absolutely run to one of the bigger cities for some reason or another, the chances of him coming across a queer couple just living life like normal would be great and growing by the day.

Imagine Ennis wandering around, trying to find such and such shop for such and such thing that Junior needed for her family, when he sees a couple of young guys in their boots and wranglers. They're not doing anything unbecoming, just standing a little bit close, laughing and jostling each other, but not in any way that would set alarm bells off for him—until they lock their hands together and leave to wherever they're going. Maybe share a quick peck on the cheek before they go, dealing the final gut-punch of the day for him.

I'm honestly not sure how comfortable he'd be with the thought of same-gender attracted people like him and Jack being so open, but I do often think about how Ennis would react to seeing an openly gay couple for the first time in his life, maybe in his mid-to-late 40s. I think he wouldn't know what to do with himself. I feel like he'd stare, and he wouldn't be able to catch his staring in time, so he'd try poorly to play it off and keep on walking to wherever he had to be. I think he'd get angry about it, too. At them for flaunting their thing around like it's fine and dandy to do so, at himself for denying Jack for so long, and at the world for changing too late for them to have ever had a chance. Ennis is a very complicated man and so unfortunately I think his disgust at the sight would be real (there's a fic where he and Jack come across hippie boys who he talks shit about bc he doesn't like that they don't have the decency to keep themselves hidden, which is a very Ennis-thing to think, imo) but what is also so very real is his jealousy. He just wishes he could have had that kind of a life with Jack.

Anyways anon, your ask reminds me of another all-time favorite fic of mine, Might Seem Like an Ordinary Night by theswearingkind on ao3. It's a lovely little fic about Ennis reacting to New York legalizing gay marriage in 2013. Give it a read—it's very short but packs such an emotional punch.

[trans-rocketjumping]

hi i love you. hi. hi. hello. yiure the best. smiles. grins at you even

All warfare is based on deception. (Sun Tzu said that!) How do I know you mean it..

[he says this out of skepticism, not anger]

[kohakus-tv]

on and off the whole day idk what's wrong with me so uum, some validation would be nice so mm, what do you like about me or my account(s)?

[skeletalheartattack]

thamks

you after i free you from the tetrisphere

[quick-drawn]

despite what the most recent posts on my blog will tell you, i did actually get some things done around here these past few days. mainly working on drafts. but i didn't manage to finish anything. head's been all over the place and i've been drowning that out with video games. mandatory overtime is supposed to start this week, but i got a message from the boss yesterday that demand isn't as high as they were expecting it to be, so we're working our normal 8 hour shifts. except for me. because i already had appointments booked for my 12 hour shifts. including monday ( which i don't normally work, but we were required to since we're getting thanksgiving off ). so i only got 1 day off to recoup from that horrid week i had last week. so here i am at 12am, fighting off a headache so i can get some sleep for this 12 hour shift i shouldn't be working, while everyone else either gets to stay home because they didn't book any work or gets to go home early. and, oh yeah, let's not forget that i STILL DON'T HAVE A HELPER —

[merevide]

i should stop making cringe posts tbh. but i can’t.

[ask-the-sexyman-squad]

so it's the final month...

Al, DT?

Are you prepared?

"Well---"

"The hell do you mean by 'final month'?"

They're exhausted and in discomfort. They didn't mean to be curt by all means. The question just...caught them off guard.

"My love, things work differently for demonic pregnancies: I think that's what they meant."

""Mhh. I wouldn't have noticed..."

"Oh, such a bluffer! But look! You've dropped a bit!"

"I know. I felt it. Along with your twins kicking at my ribs."

"Ah...well, that does it for you."

"That's your response?"

"I--yes? And?"

"...nevermind. I'm sorry."

"Apology accepted, my dear!"

"As for preparation, we got some clothes for the twins, set up where the crib is...damn...I can't believe I'm saying all of this."

"Aww: never pictured yourself as a parent?"

"No...and now I'm nervous. Not even nervous, I'm terrified. There could be so many things that can go wrong."

"My love, my love, look at me...~"

"Hm...?"

"...we're going to be alright. No need to stress: we wouldn't want them coming out early and you going into labor, would we?"

"God no. I'm already stressed as is."

It took a lot for them to be stressed...but starting this family definitely spiked their nerves. It was a reminder that they were indeed still human.

"No need to be stressed...because just know: I'm going to be with you. Every step."

"....thank you, hon."

"Not a problem, my love."

"Love you."

"I love you too: always will."

[rosietrace]

@ moots with a Vic ship

Would y'all be okay with your ship being in a revamped Addams family AU

[bookiedoodles]

BUT ALSO GUYS DONT. SEND HATE TO THE ANTIS OH MY G O D that’s literally only going to make us look bad. They don’t need that kind of fuel. Also it’s just. Pretty fucked up to send hate in general.

I talk a lot of shit but sending hate is so unnecessary. Don’t interact with them. If it makes you feel better just come complain to me about it. Vent your frustrations to me, I’ll gladly listen!

[blindedguilt]

🔁 |[HIT ME. ♥]|

"You're going to get us killed." - Interaction Rewrite Prompts!

For Leonard, the weight of a child's blood upon his weapon was heavier than anything else he had handled before in his lifetime.

He hadn't the honour to have even called it the first, but different from his brothers, who had found their end directly by the blades of the Empire, there was no hope for the blame of responsibility to be lifted off his shoulders now that he had wielded that same blade himself.

Leonard's breathing was panicked and uneven. A cold sweat ran down his back as the sensation of the light body being flung backwards shot once more through his arms - he felt ill. Had he died? Had he done away with his life in that forest and been sentenced to hell? Perhaps it was all a punishment, an eternity spent in war, ending the lives of children just as he had his brothers. The screams had sounded too familiar for comfort.

He couldn't, couldn't bring himself to fight. The stakes didn't come to him. The seal didn't exist to him. The usually tranquil forest had roared with the sounds of the clashing steel, the hurried footsteps, the cries and mockery of the faerie - something like the dragon's voice had called his name in harsh rebuke, and whether it truly was her or Caim, Leonard didn't understand and stumbled blindly back to the garrisons in a piteous attempt to flee.

Too cowardly to die, and too starved to survive.

All that was clear to him against the roar of noise was his own breathing, the feeling of his heart pounding in its chest, and the crushing weight of the guilt from that thought repeating itself in his head like a mantra. Leonard struggled to break out of it - do or say something that could stop this madness. Anything. A sickened cry sounded at the sound of the mercenary's own cold reproach, and the hermit struggled to respond.

"Caim, please...!"

He had tried to utter words, either protest or a plea, but his throat had grown tight and left only a quiet whimper. Was that all he could do? Beg...? Leonard's weapon trembled in his hands. He was truly weak... He could have done more than beg. Just like his brothers, there was a thought that told him that he could have saved them. But, it was all the same. His family murdered for the sake of shameful pleasure. The blood of children spilled only for his own protection - his own cowardice to even die correctly. All for himself, a pathetic existence unable to even lift a finger against the slaughter of children.

Some wretched noise, a ragged fight for strained breath against the pounding heart in his chest, could be heard against the armoured thumps of bodies against the ground. Even from a distance, Leonard's frozen body could be seen trembling uncontrollably. The polearm dangled limply from his hands.

"They are only mere children...!"

The last uttered words before the hermit collapsed to his knees were a heart-wrenching sob.

Not a voice of disgust, but a cry in horror.

[damn-daemon]

I don't like Criston or Aemond but it would make my life if you did something Harwin X OC, even just like a gif set or something to cherish

I'll never be her, she said once.

He hadn't known what to say then, not with King's Landing so fresh in his memory, but if there was one thing in his life that Harwin wished to change, it was the silence that met her in reply on that day.

[katya-goncharov]

applying for council tax benefits is so annoying because they never reply to emails so you don't know whether they'll send you a new bill in a couple of weeks or whether they haven't seen your email and if you don't pay up you're in Serious Trouble

[toastsnaffler]

was abt to go out to the gym but the adhd referral service finally emailed me to say they need me to call them to book an appointment and it says in the email they don't make appts via email but I'm DEAF I Know they know that bc its on my fucking patient form UGHHHHH