#exes on good terms

[gonchillunchis]

i'll take these two characters that interacted twice at most and ship them hard this is the life of the yuri soldier and im doing my part

[63202]

what's so great about Ace being gone is that it has that lasting effect that most fictional character death lacks. Mostly because the first time he died, we saw him as Luffy's brother so it hurt seeing Luffy breaking down for his brother's dead that's why we care about him BUT this mad lad, Oda, did the unthinkable and gave us the backstory AFTER he passed away so now we care about ace in a personal level because we know now who he is as a person but he's already gone and there's nowhere we could put all this sympathy, and love, and affection and then your're seeing all these stories about him, years after he left the narrative. We are grieving him like he was a part of us and maybe he is. And I wished he knew that he was loved. Even years after he is no longer physically here, he still is.

[zareleonis]

A little clarification on how Neuvillette addresses Furina in her story quest—in English it's rendered as "Miss Furina," and shortly after "Lady Furina," implying he uses a different honorific each time.

However, in both these lines Neuvillette actually uses 女士/nǚshì, the same way he has always addressed Furina in the past, barring the instances where he only uses her name, which he only does in private and generally not to her face.

When Furina asks the NPCs in the quest to stop calling her "Lady Furina," they switch from 大人/dàrén to calling her 女士/nǚshì/Miss Furina. Previously Neuvillette was the only character who called her that. When he did, it was always rendered in English as "Lady Furina," the same as the other more reverent honorific.

So no actual change between them in this regard, just the translation team finding themselves in a bit of a bind over how to translate it going forward where the two are concerned!

[maria-ruta]

wanted to draw Berry's parents, figure out which features he took from who X)

his dad is some captain and mom works in grain distribution or something idk trading and stuff. Mother is defenetely taking more leading role in family buisness and politics, while father prefers to just do what she says or escape into his field of work. Berry usually didn't have enough balls to rebel much against his family

around 9 years ago when Blueberry(who didn't even have this nickname yet) was afraid to come out to his parents and was already having hard times after breaking up with his girlfriend(mb someday ill write more about it lol), and then his parent's decided to arrange marrige of him and some older dude, who Berry couldn't care less about, and THAT was a breaking point when Berry decided to hit da bricks <:v

he never contacted his parents or ex after that - first he was afraid to be tracked down and caught... but later on as years go by he is never sure that either of them would like to hear anything from him at all, after his run away. He thinks they rightfully hate him

but he still would like to know how are they doing and to know they are still alive...

bonus:

[vellichorom]

do not open thestanleyparable.exe

[hellenhighwater]

Wait is that actually your ex-boyfriend's hand? What happened to him?

He works with real live dinosaurs so....

Nah, he and are are super good friends--we were before we dated, and remained so after, because the breakup was extremely amicable, and he's one of those people who's a terribly good gift-giver. Most years we still exchange gifts sometime between our respective birthdays and christmas, and he sent me that hand (it's a replica) as a gift one year. I made him the archaeopteryx fossil bowl this year.

Just because this is the OG bone-stealing witch website, I will clearly state that the only real human bones I possess are my own. My animal bones are all either scavenged myself or gifted to me by the people that scavenged them. (I have a sort of energy that consistently makes people go "I saw this dead thing and thought of you!")

I don't have a problem with owning human remains that are ethically sourced, but the reality is that unless you can very precisely trace the origin of human remains to the specific person who clearly and unequivocally stated in life that they're cool with someone keeping and displaying their now-unused crunchy bits, it's...probably not ethical. So if someone has some of their own bones that they're done using that they want to send my way: cool, let's talk, ideally before it's necessary to have the conversation by seance. Otherwise, I will continue to be perfectly happy with my replica remains.

I'd like to will my crunchy bits to someone who will make dramatic monologues to my noggin, but hopefully that's not an issue I'll need to deal with for a while yet.

[rheakira]

Everyday I'm so sad knowing not many people share my headcanon that Starlo and Ed are exes.

Tempted to be the person to make this a thing.

[copper-skulls]

Grillstertember: wartime

local dragon has to remind his guy after a long day to turn off his green before he manages to faint them both

[tea-time-terrier]

New roommates? 👀

So many little critters! Pichael and I are moving in with a friend and their cats and dog. It'll be a crash course on how to exist with cats (a thing neither pickle or I have done) so wish us luck!

[goldstarrgrl]

genuine question, do people actually think that bringing up Anna-Marie Tendler in response to every single piece of media about John Mulaney is empowering for her in some way?

[funeralroast]

short-ish, kind of sort of unfinished shaynetommy thing. didn't know where else to go with it which is why it's not on AO3 but i like what i have here anyway. maybe something else will come of it later maybe not.

It’s just one set, they said. It’ll be fun. You have to try it at least once and who knows, they said, maybe you’ll be good at it.

This is, in fact, one of the worst mistakes that Shayne has ever made in his life and whether or not that’s hyperbole doesn’t matter. He’s drowning up here and trust him, he knows what that feels like. (That was a good joke actually and if he was smart and also not sweating buckets, he would have thought to say it.)

The club is tiny which should have made things easier, maybe less intimidating, but instead it just made things worse somehow. Everyone who’s sitting at the small tables—their two drink minimums collecting condensation in front of them—feel like they’re practically all directly on his shoulders instead of their chairs. Their eyes are boring holes into him and all his funny is leaking out onto the comically small stage. He’d chosen to wear his denim jacket because it was comfortable, it was safe, but with the lights pointed directly at him he was immediately regretting it.

Shayne shouldn’t have let this happen. He shouldn’t have but he’s a pushover and his friends were very good at convincing him something was a good idea even when it wasn’t. So he’d agreed and he’d put together a short set (rehearsing it in his room, in the shower, while he was at the gym) and then he had showed up with his name on the list, walked up here, and nobody was laughing. His friends, the ones who brought him to this precarious cliff-edge, were barely even spitting out a chuckle.

A couple of the jokes had landed but they were sandwiched in between many that didn’t. When he was workshopping what to do he brought up the idea of bringing in one of his characters and was immediately shot down. You will absolutely get booed off the stage, one of them had told him. He’d get laughed off and not in the good way. Right now he was wishing he’d gone through with it because getting tomatoes thrown at him until he ran away almost sounded better than standing here floundering in front of a bunch of crickets.

He forgot water. His mouth is parched. He still has a minute-and-a-half left and he’s considering how embarrassing it would be for him to just start hyperventilating, if panic attacks were considered hilarious these days. At one point a few seconds ago he was aware of someone walking into the venue and plopping themselves at the bar. Just another person to gawk at his failure. Videos of train wrecks were popular online and he wonders idly if someone was filming this.

Just power through—at this point he can’t do anything else. He decides to switch tactics, throws away everything and starts to tell a story from his childhood, figures it could carry him until the end. The person at the bar laughs at the appropriate times and laughs loud; as soon as Shayne hears it he knows who it is. Some other people join in but in a way that sounds like they’re only doing it because they’re worried that maybe this entire time the set had been too intelligent, too cerebral, and the guy at the bar is the only one who Gets It, capital letters and all. They don’t want to look stupid.

When Shayne finishes there’s scattered applause much to his surprise—likely from his traitorous friends—and he struggles with the mic stand just to add an extra layer of humiliation to everything. He walks off stage and loses himself in the dark and the collected crowd. The host is talking and Shayne knows he’s likely being made fun of but he tunes it out, his head too fuzzy and blood too noisy in his ears for him to understand any of it anyway. He startles, whole body jumping almost painfully when an arm wraps around his shoulders. He’s ready to fight if he has to because if this person thinks he’s an easy target or interested in anything after that they’re horribly mistaken but then he actually looks at who it is and feels like maybe he could melt. Like he’d already forgotten he was here.

He allows Tommy to guide him back towards the bar and sit him down at a stool with its wobbly legs and cracked leather. It’s quieter here but not as quiet as Shayne would have liked. The person who went up after him is killing it and he feels a swell of something that is a combination of embarrassment and jealousy. Tommy joins him instead of dropping him down and wandering off, gets the attention of the beleaguered bartender, and it isn’t until they both have a beer in front of them that he finally speaks.

“That was awful.”

“I know,” Shayne groans, burying his face in his hands. Shayne isn’t sure of the actual statistics but he thinks it’s probably rare to remain good friends and occasionally make out with your ex (but they don’t talk about that like nice, normal people do when they’re avoiding things); he and Tommy hadn’t been typical from the start so it made sense that the ‘after’ would be just as strange as the ‘beginning’ and ‘middle’ as well. He assumes that the others have either agreed to give him space or saw who had kidnapped him and didn’t want to interrupt.

“I’ve watched a lot of sets,” Tommy continues, “Because I’m pathetic and want to make this my career and that was maybe top of the list of The Worst I’ve Seen Someone Do and I once saw a guy piss himself halfway through. Right where you were standing.” Shayne makes an injured sound at that, hasn’t removed his hands from his face even though they smell funny and he’s starting to have some trouble breathing. He waits for Tommy to continue roasting him—he’s always been very good at it, Shayne just as good at giving it back—but instead there’s a brief silence from him before he says something again, his voice softer: “Hey. Talk to me.”

Hands are on Shayne’s wrists; he knows it would be very easy for him to resist but he decides not to, lets his own be pulled away and placed down on the counter. Tommy covers them with his own but it’s only for a moment.

“I feel like I’ve been kicked in the chest by a horse,” Shayne says.

“Well, that’s what tends to happen when you’re an anxious mess.” Can’t help but snark, even now, but it’s said with a sort of fondness as if to let Shayne know that he is still taking this seriously. “It sucked. It was really bad. But it’s over. It’ll be an amusing anecdote for the people who are sober enough to remember for like… a day and then everyone’ll forget.”

“I won’t forget.”

“Well no of course not,” Tommy says. “You’re probably going to hate yourself for this forever.”

“I thought you were supposed to be helping me,” Shayne laments. He leans forward, pressing his forehead into Tommy’s chest in a further attempt to hide. There’s someone new on the stage now, a young woman with a loud, raspy voice. She says what’s supposed to be a joke because there’s a clear cadence to it—the rise of tone to a punchline—but it only gets a couple small chuckles and then, clear as day because the universe hates him specifically, Shayne hears her say: Uh oh! I’m pulling a Shayne here and I’ve only just started. Doesn’t bode well for the rest of my set. That gets a bigger laugh and Shayne just hides himself more into Tommy as if he’s a baby that thinks if he can’t see anyone else they can’t see him.

“Believe it or not that’s an honor,” Tommy says into the top of Shayne’s head but Shayne doesn’t reply right away, lingers in his misery for a moment before finally mumbling out:

“I hate it here.”

“First time you’ve ever said that with your face there.” That gets a snort out of Shayne but it’s short-lived. “Listen. I didn’t actually know you were going to be here, that was a happy surprise. And while I love consoling you through your torment, I do actually have to go up there soon so you’re going to have to move.” Shayne sits up, his shoulders slumped, and Tommy smiles, reaches up to run a thumb down the bridge of his nose, a weird gesture that he used to do to throw Shayne off enough that it’d break him out of his bad mood. “Wait here for me?” The last place he wants is to be here in this place any longer which is why Shayne says that yeah, of course he will.

“Are you gonna make fun of me?” Shayne asks as Tommy gets up to go wait for his name to be announced.

“Yeah, probably,” Tommy replies and then wanders off.

[befuddled-calico-whump]

Jericho Davis, a dad, but like, a cool dad. Huge computer nerd. Didn't start coding until his mid-twenties but quickly discovered it was his calling. Believes crime is actually okay, sometimes, but has a stronger moral backbone than most nuns. Dresses like he's IT. He technically is IT, but he's also strong enough to pick up an entire office's worth of IT guys and yeet them across the room.

[oakappleday]

I love this so much

[thebreakfastgenie]

Billy Joel is on decent terms with the ex-wife who tried to get him to sign divorce papers while he was in the hospital after a motorcycle accident. I feel like he seems like the kinda guy who'd hold a grudge but he's really not.

[seriousbrat]

hi, i was looking through your blog a bit and i saw that you said lily’s flaws could’ve been her overlooking snape’s problems because of her love towards him.

many people say that lily would’ve divorced james had they survived and one of the reasons being that she was very annoyed that james was hanging out while they were supposed to be in hiding. and the james not really maturing thing (because he never did if we’re keeping it real).

do you think lily also overlooked many of james’ flaws but had they survived she wouldn’t have took it for much longer and would’ve divorced him/what’s your take on this?

hello! what do you mean hanging out when they were supposed to be hiding? iirc in her letter lily asked sirius to come hang out with them because james was getting bored and antsy when they were in hiding.

we don't know conclusively if or how he matured because we don't ever see him as an adult. I tend to believe he did, and he would have continued to do so. if you mean he became a perfect flawless human being-- probably not lol, because most 21 year old men aren't. I suppose Lily probably did overlook some flaws of his but that's what you do when you're in love with someone, after all. but we know he fought in the Order and risked his life, ultimately sacrificing himself to save his wife and child. remus and sirius tell us that he 'deflated his head' and everyone apart from snape, people who knew him as an adult, speak fondly of him. lily married him and whatever her ability to overlook flaws i doubt she would have married the bully we see in swm, so something had to have changed.

the 'would she have divorced him' question is always so funny to me haha. maybe? idk they're dead. i haven't looked this up but realistically i imagine many teen marriages end in divorce lol. on the other hand, they are jkr's creations and therefore probably not because her teen couples seem to stay together. personally I think they really did love each other, they were a good match, both decent people and loving parents, and I can't see any obvious reason why they wouldn't work long term.

[alexis-royce]

This is just a byproduct of the fact that my grind has me spending most of my time at Station VIII, and clicking this card daily makes it easier to pull Hellworm cards.

But I do like that every day The Academic gets to give a little wave to the three masters they’re on the best terms with.