#flash/burn shitposting

[xarrixii]

flash/burn quotes

some semi-comical favorites outside of their chapter context from arc three

chapter 42

chapter 43

chapter 48

chapter 50

chapter 51

chapter 52

definitely an amazing summary of the plot. yup.

[xarrixii]

had Boyfriend™ do this with his choice for character because he uses reddit (and also created. most of their original concepts. cough. they're just so fucking cool)

Tried to convince best friend to leave his job, AITAH?:

Hey guys, I have to leave out a lot of detail to keep everyone unidentifiable but here we go. My friend works at a big time company and is super talented. We used to work at the same company together, however I left after a couple disagreements with upper management. I now work for a grassroots organization and I feel like I'm actually making a difference for once and my skills actually mean something. Me and my friend have been friends for years, long before we both worked at this company, and I know they're experiencing the same difficulties and disagreements with management as I was, so I reached out and offered for them to come work at the same joint I do. I know our organization could really use and benefit from his skill set and he could really help others. The offer didn't go over well and I'm having second thoughts. AITAH?

if you're trying to get into the head of your story's antagonist, try writing an "Am I the Asshole" reddit post from their perspective, explaining their problems and their plans for solving them. Let the voice and logic come through.

[oh-cramity-its-amity]

hmm... are you sure?

[rollerska8er]

Harry & Kim in...AN UNFORGETTABLE LUNCHEON

I finally finished Disco Elysium, so have this stupid shitpost/fanfic I wrote over a year ago and put off posting until i finished the game.

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KIM KITSURAGI – “Good afternoon, detective. I seem to have made it…” He clears his throat. “*Despite* your directions.”

“Ah, Lt. Kitsuragi. Welcome. I hope you’re prepared for an unforgettable luncheon.”

“What’s wrong with my directions?”

“Who are you, again?”

KIM KITSURAGI – He says nothing, only passes the threshold into the Whirling-in-Rags.

LOGIC – [Medium: Success] You should probably check up on how that roast is doing. You *have* been paying attention to the oven temperature, haven’t you?

KITCHEN – You enter the kitchen. You can smell something burning.

PERCEPTION (SIGHT) – [Easy: Success] Oh, ye *gods*! Your roast is *ruined*!

DRAMA – [Medium: Success] But what if...you were to purchase *fast food* and disguise it as your own cooking? Ho, ho, ho! Delightfully devilish, sire.

PERCEPTION (SIGHT) – [Medium: Success] I’m not saying do it, but there *is* a burger stand across the way from here.

[Pain Threshold – Challenging 12] Try to put out the fire.

[Savoir Faire – Medium 10] Try to escape through the open window unnoticed.

Run for it!

⚀ ⚁

CHECK FAILURE

SAVOIR FAIRE – You get your leg up on the ledge, but at your age, and in your condition, did you really think this would work?

REACTION SPEED – [Medium: Success] What was that sound behind you?

KIM KITSURAGI – “Uhm…”

LOGIC – [Easy: Success] Well, that’s just great. You’re going to need to come up with some decidedly *un*-lame exaggerations if you want to salvage this luncheon.

DRAMA – [Medium: Success] This is the perfect opportunity to make some *trouble* in town tonight, my liege.

KIM KITSURAGI – “Detective?”

“Kim, I fucked everything up. The dinner’s fucked. I’m sorry.”

(Lie.) “Lieutenant! I was just, uh...stretching my calves on the windowsill. Isometric exercise. Care to join me?”

“Don’t just stand there, help me put out this fire!”

KIM KITSURAGI – He seems to take this in for a moment.

KIM KITSURAGI – “Why is there smoke coming out of the oven, detective?”

LOGIC – [Medium: Success] Think carefully about this. Are you *really* sure you want to follow this line of thinking?

DRAMA – [Legendary: Success] If you lie well enough, sire, he might just buy it. Call it...a *Big Lie*.

SUGGESTION – [Medium: Success] You could try telling a small lie, too. Less risky. Your call.

[Composure – Challenging 12] “Uh...oh! That isn’t smoke. It’s steam. Steam from the *steamed clams* we’re having! Mmm, steamed clams!” (Tell the Big Lie.)

(Lie.) “Oh, it does that.”

“Okay, I lied. I ruined the roast. Now help me put out this fire.”

⚃ ⚅

CHECK SUCCESS

KIM KITSURAGI – Lt. Kitsuragi seems to doubt your explanation, but he’s used to this by now. He leaves the room.

COMPOSURE – [Easy: Success] Phew!

[Cost: ✤12.00] Purchase hamburgers from the nearby burger stand.

[Pain Threshold – Impossible 18] Put out the fire.

[ Loading… ]

DINING ROOM – You enter the dining room at the Whirling-in-Rags. It smells faintly of sweat and mildewy mops. Kim is already seated, waiting for his meal.

“Lieutenant, I hope you’re ready for mouthwatering hamburgers.”

“Open wide, motherfuckers. It’s *burgin’ time*.”

“I have come here to overthrow capital and eat burgers. Lucky for those greedy fatcats, *I* have burgers.”

Gained experience: +5 XP

REACTION SPEED – [Challenging: Success] Something flashes across the Lieutenant’s face for a moment.

KIM KITSURAGI – “...I thought you said we were having *steamed clams*?”

DRAMA – [Easy: Success] You’ve already got him to buy into the Big Lie, my liege. Just lie again.

(Lie.) “D'oh, no! I said ‘steamed *hams*’! That’s what I call hamburgers!”

“Are you calling me a liar, Lieutenant?”

“Just shut the fuck up and eat, alright?”

KIM KITSURAGI – “You call hamburgers...*steamed hams*?”

(Lie.) “Yes. It’s a...regional dialect.”

“Of course I don’t, dumbass. Now eat, it’s getting cold.”

KIM KITSURAGI – “Hm. What region?”

“What’s with the third degree? Eat what’s put in front of you!”

(Lie.) “Uh...Revachol West?”

REACTION SPEED – [Easy: Success] Uh-oh, that expression on the Lieutenant’s face doesn’t look good.

KIM KITSURAGI – “Really…? Well, *I* happen to be from from Central Jamrock, and I’ve never heard anyone use the phrase…” He raises an eyebrow. “...*steamed hams*.”

(Lie.) “Oh, not in Central Jamrock, no. It’s a Coal City expression.”

“Kim, leave your policing duties at the door, okay?”

REACTION SPEED – [Easy: Success] He seems to take this in stride. Perhaps his hunger has outbalanced his doubts.

KIM KITSURAGI – “I...see.”

KIM KITSURAGI – He bites down on to one of the burgers. They’re not the nicest culinary fare you’ve ever seen. Damp buns, patties exuding grease. A wrinkly tomato drips red juice down Kim’s chin, which he wipes off with a napkin. He swallows.

KIM KITSURAGI – “You know, these hamburgers are *quite* similar to the ones they have at the burger stand across the street.”

DRAMA – [Medium: Success] Lie ostentatiously, my liege. You’ve got him writhing in the palm of your hand.

“Ho, ho, ho, no! Patented Du Bois burgers! Old family recipe!” (Lie ostentatiously.)

(Lie.) “Yes, I like them so much I asked for their recipe.”

“Okay, this charade has gone on long enough. Kim, I burned the roast and am serving you fast food burgers in its stead.”

KIM KITSURAGI – “For steamed hams.”

“Yes!”

KIM KITSURAGI – “Mhm. And you call them ‘*steamed* hams’, despite the fact that they are *obviously* grilled.”

“Mm, y—I-...you know th-...one thing I should...excuse me for one second.” (Move on.)

“Kim, this entire luncheon has been a sham. I’m so sorry.”

KIM KITSURAGI – His eyes narrow slightly.

KIM KITSURAGI – “Of...course.”

LOGIC – [Medium: Success] You *did* remember to turn the oven off, didn’t you?

COMPOSURE –  [Legendary: Failure] Oh, shit.

Enter the kitchen.

[Savoir Faire – Impossible 18] There’s still time to run for it.

🞮

DAMAGED MORALE

-1

KITCHEN – You enter into a vision of the infernal. The oven is on fire. The walls are on fire. The ceiling is on fire. The floor is on fire. Everything is on fire. Smoke assaults your eyes and your throat.

🞮

DAMAGED HEALTH

-1

VISUAL CALCULUS – [Medium: Success] There will be no putting out this fire without calling in the RCM’s Fire Control Unit.

Leave the kitchen.

[Physical Instrument – Impossible 20] Put out the fire using water from the faucet.

DINING ROOM – You re-enter the dining room. Kim is waiting patiently.

(Yawn casually.) “Well, that was wonderful! Good time was had by all. I’m pooped.”

“Kim, there’s a fire in the kitchen! What do I do?”

[Savoir Faire – Impossible 20] Try to slip out of the building unnoticed.

KIM KITSURAGI – “Yes, I suppose I should be…”

REACTION SPEED – [Challenging: Success] He pauses for a moment. Think of something, quick!

CONCEPTUALIZATION – [Challenging: Failure] I’ve got nothing.

LOGIC – [Easy: Success] Whatever you do, *don’t* tell him it’s something stupid, like the aurora borealis.

KIM KITSURAGI – “My God, detective...what is happening in there?”

[Suggestion – Formidable 13] “Aurora borealis?” (Another lie.)

“It’s a fire! Oh my God! Kim, call someone!”

⚅ ⚅

CHECK SUCCESS

KIM KITSURAGI – His shoulders slacken in disbelief.

KIM KITSURAGI – “Aurora borealis?”

KIM KITSURAGI – “At this time of year?”

KIM KITSURAGI – “At this time of day?”

KIM KITSURAGI – “In this part of Revachol?”

KIM KITSURAGI – “Localised *entirely* within your kitchen?”

LOGIC – [Easy: Success] Well, I’ll be damned.

SUGGESTION – [Medium: Success] You hit a home run there. Now take her down, nice and easy.

(Lie.) “Yes!”

“No, it’s a fire, and we need to put it out. I’m sorry I lied, Kim.”

KIM KITSURAGI - “...may I…”

KIM KITSURAGI - “...”

KIM KITSURAGI – “...*see* it?”

“Of course. Right this way.”

“...no.” (Conclude.)

[ Loading… ]

FRONT DOOR – It has just started to rain. You can hear hissing sounds from the Whirling-in-Rags behind you.

GARTE, THE CAFETERIA MANAGER – “Officer! The hostel is on *FIRE!*”

“No, Garte. It’s just the northern lights.”

“Shut up, asshole!”

KIM KITSURAGI – “Well, detective...you are an odd fellow.” He smiles slightly.

KIM KITSURAGI – “But I must say, you steam a good ham.” He departs.

🞧

HEALED MORALE

+1

GARTE, THE CAFETERIA MANAGER – “Help! *HELP!*”

OBJECTIVE COMPLETE: ENJOY AN UNFORGETTABLE LUNCHEON WITH KIM +70 XP

NEW OBJECTIVE: CALL THE FIRE CONTROL UNIT

[xarrixii]

turns out that when you try to make human weapons out of your biological magic experiments it does not go well

reblog with a spoiler for your wip with zero context. no context allowed.

[tripleconecup-trio]

Hi, i made this blog as a joke, but now i think I'm gonna make it into an archive blog of sorts, for all the Triple Cone Cup Trio posts that i find on this website! this blog is run by @witches-dream.

Basically, I'm gonna reblog everything, it's gonna run on a queue and I'm gonna tag everything so you can easy search something up.

‼️‼️ I'm not gonna reblog anything that includes AI in any form. If you notice i reblogged something AI-generated, please lemme know.

So let's go over the tags I'm gonna use (I'm doing this for myself also)

Also as I'm getting used to this, I'll edit posts a lot and add/remove tags until i arrive at a system that I'm happy with.

Individual characters:

#capsaicin cookie

#kouign amann cookie (note that it doesn't have a dash)

#prune juice cookie

Other characters that frequently appear will get their own tags:

(only tagged if they're interacting with the tcc cookies)

#burning spice cookie

#financier cookie

#madeleine cookie

#clotted cream cookie

#shadow milk cookie

#choco drizzle cookie

#pudding a la mode cookie

#green tea mousse cookie

#oc - original characters

#others

Group tags:

#tcc trio - post includes all 3 of them

#polychampions - post includes all 3 of them (shippy)

#prunesaicin - Prune Juice/Capsaicin

#kouignsaicin - Kouign-Amann/Capsaicin

#pruneamann - Prune Juice/Kouign-Amann

#beasts

#iris gem trio - Choco Drizzle, A La Mode and Tea Mousse

#other ships - when other ships are in the post

Other tags:

#AU - posts about Alternate Universes

#fanart

#fanfic

#headcanons

#edits - includes photo and video edits

#animation - gifs and animatics included

#crossover

#boards - moodboards, stimboards, etc

#other posts - memes, shitposts, etc will go here

#comic studio - stuff made in the cookie run comic studio

#username - I will also include the OP's username as a tag so you can search yourself or someone else's TCC posts :D

#rambles - just me talking to myself

Content Warning tags:

#suggestive

#flashing

#body horror

Other tags will be added as needed

[afyerarchive]

afyer's archive 💐

hey cool people,

please call me afyer. i am a writer, poet, and shitposter on this site. for more information and masterlists, see below.

about me

confession: i don't know what i'm meant to put in this, so here's a bit of info about me that you don't need to know but i find silly enough to share.

my pronouns are he/him

i am still a teenager (not excessively young, though)

i write poetry to vent, commentate and illustrate

i have been writing poetry since i was fourteen

afyer comes from a character i made in @xarrixii's "flash/burn"

you are always open to send me questions, or writing prompts

and if you want to be mutuals i would love to!

i am interested in:

poetry

short and long fiction of almost all genres

drama/plays and music

science, algebra, other nerdy things

laying in bed with my army of plushies

ice cream

hope this helps.

i honestly don't intend to keep this blog artistic, mysterious, sad, anything like that. i want to be my actual self, which means a lot of posting about random things, silly things; basically, don't expect every post of mine to be some meaningful work of literature.

last thing to note: i am not opposed to writing about dark, triggering, controversial and serious topics. some of the topics i have written about include but are not limited to: trauma, assault, breakups, overstimulation, drug abuse, suicide, family issues, etc. i try to tag these posts to the best of my ability; please, be careful. if i forget a tag, i urge you to let me know as soon as possible.

such posts listed above should not be seen as a cry for help. the most they will ever be is a reflection of current or past feelings, but never will they be threats of things i'll do to myself (or in some cases, others), nor will they be guilt trips, or anything like that. these devices and topics may be used to expand metaphors and narratives, or commentate on an idea.

masterlists

POETRY (INCLUDING DIARIES) written by me can be found here.

FICTION (INCLUDING PLAYS) written by me can be found here.

last but not least, have a great day.

[xarrixii]

accuracy-ambiguous flash/burn quotes #10

liam: now, I must say, you normally cannot do things like this. that’s why it’s so spectacular. i made a guy think his peck was jesus once.

alph: what?

liam: in some corner of this guy's mind, he actually thought that his dick could be jesus. and, you know, you can't really implant thoughts into peoples' heads. i know maybe one telepath that can actually do that and it's pretty fucking hard. completely different understanding of the mind.

liam: anyway—i was just looking for something to get this guy out of my face, right? it felt like he was peeing on my television the way he was talking, so i started getting his thoughts about his dick 'cause of the pee part and i then regretted that analogy deeply at the time

alph: peeing on your television?

liam: and he'd thought about his dick being jesus before, and suddenly i was able to focus real hard on that thought and take his questioning that it might be true and manipulate it into a belief that it must be true

alph: this seems immoral

liam: it comes undone eventually once the brain unravels the telepathic manipulation, so nothing's permanent really, but it was stupidly funny

alph: how bad could this guy have been

liam: he was shit-talking my younger brother in front of him just 'cause he couldn't hear it. and cut me some slack, i was like sixteen and angry

alph:

alph: you were fucking sixteen?

[xarrixii]

i put full faith in them both to do it properly. alph might not be able to do a baby (their little brother is adopted), but harlow was doing that since he was young and with less ability to do it.

I saw an Instagram post that asked if you had a baby how much would you trust the main character of your current wip to take care of them. I would like to get writeblrs ideas about this.

[westerosoliviapope]

Theon Greyjoy - A Day in the Life

I loved this Theon segment so much, I want to give it room to breathe outside the other shenanigans in my latest update.

From Warrior in a Suit (Scandal Westeros - Finale) on A03

"That's the one."

Gods, Theon thinks. Don't let it be the expensive one. He flips the view on his phone so Sansa can inspect the selection of rings on the tray.

"Far right. 1.5 carat, round cut, white gold," she says. "It looks just like the one on her Pinterest board."

Of course.

He nods to Sabitha, the smiling saleswoman behind the counter. A mere six months ago, those tits peeking through her scandalously-buttoned white shirt would have compelled him to give her something more fleeting than the healthy commission she's about to collect.

He's in love, not blind—but neither Sabitha's turnips nor the significant dent in his credit card can cool the warmth in his chest imagining Jeyne's face when she sees this ring.

Theon Greyjoy. Betrothed. He's tempted to pinch himself.

You learn a thing or two watching your best mate spin out from a broken heart. Namely, you don't want to be the bloke who lets the girl—the One—get away.

Day two of their trip to wine country, having dinner on a balcony at Redwyne Family Vineyards as the sun set over rows of red grapes as far as the eye could see, when the light caught whatever Jeyne put on her face that evening to make her cheeks shimmer and all of a sudden he couldn't breathe, Theon knew.

He was done for. Over. So long to the Sabithas of the world.

Maestro, you can cue the wedding march…

The Riverlands' rains don't bother him —a walk in the park compared to the icy storms he grew up with. As far as he's concerned, it's 70 degrees and sunny as he whips his Tesla through the Capitol nodding to the sounds of Jaero Hovys. He became a fan while stationed in Tyrosh, sharing a base with Braavosi soldiers who couldn't get enough of Jae's layered, braggadocious rhymes. When you spent your days trying not to get your cock blown off by landmines, you took confidence where you could get it. For Theon, that meant chanting lines like "I will not lose" and "allow me to re-introduce myself" while waiting in the fields, rifle at the ready.

He generally prefers the earlier stuff to the recent releases with his wife, Bellegere Otherys. Since taking Jeyne to see the pair in concert, however, he appreciates the newer tracks. He doesn't even skip when "Boss" thumps out of his custom speakers.

"Everybody's bosses/ till it's time to pay for the office—"

Fucking hell. How does the phone always know to ring right before the best part of the song? His frustration is quickly replaced with a shit-eating grin when he sees the name flashing across his dashboard.

"Ms. Poole," he answers. He swears he can feel the ring burning a hole in his pocket, even though it's locked in his safe at home. She has no idea… he thinks. Or does she? Bloody hell, if Sansa spoiled the surprise—

"Are you seeing this thing with Arya and your uncle?"

He tries—actively—not to see anything about anyone in his family, except maybe Asha. But keeping the Greyjoy name out of his feeds is difficult of late. What with Euron emerging from bumfuck Asshai and casting himself as Westeros' new main character. Running around with Cersei Lannister. Going viral for shitposting celebrities and the government. Now, apparently he's arguing with Arya on Twitter.

Once he's at his desk, Theon goes through the tweets. All 319 of them. Arya listed the 318 victims of the 2002 Bear Island Attack, a name per tweet, and ended the thread with:

"The media wants you to forget, so they can use the theatrics of a suspected terrorist to boost their ratings. Please think of your Northern neighbors before you platform/share/boost Euron Greyjoy. Time changes many things—it doesn't bring back the loved ones we lost at Bear Island. #TheNorthRemembers."

587k retweets

In reply, Euron posted a photo from Robb's campaign with Theon featured prominently among the Stark siblings.

"Seems you aren't triggered by all Greyjoys. Just the ones who don't kiss your 'honorable' arses. Westerosi elites use every trick in the book to censor me because I tell the truth. Don't let the sob stories fool you.

869k retweets

How long before his phone starts buzzing with requests for comment? Theon gives it two, three hours tops.

When he left Pyke to join the armed services at 18, he thought his days of explaining his family ties were over. He enlisted as Theon Harlaw with no plans to return to the western shores of the Narrow Sea. Once the Three Daughters' conflict settled, he'd find a local Tyroshi girl—a buxom waitress, bartender, or the like—and have a stable full of blue-haired sons who'd never hear their family name associated with words like "extremist," or "cult."

He was in Tyrosh a year when a new crop of cadets came over from the Military Academy at Storm's End, and the name "STARK" appeared over one of the bunks in his unit.

When the Bear Island Courthouse fell, he and Asha were already emancipated, having won their freedom with the assistance of their Uncle Rodrik. The national media knew of Balon Greyjoy, the Iron Islands governor who didn't publicly support the Church of the Drowned God, but—conveniently—never brought the full force of the law down on its extremist sect. They knew the masterminds behind the attack, and applied the term to Aeron and Victarion without irony. And they knew of the enigmatic Greyjoy brother whose "business" took him to Qarth—known drug and money laundering capital of the world—a month before the attack.

They knew little of the wife who divorced Balon ten years prior on grounds of spousal abuse. Or the pair of teenage orphans left to fend for themselves when she died.

His mother's surname let him and Robb coexist peacefully when he first arrived. As the legend of the Young Wolf spread, Theon stayed cordial, but distant. They worked together when duty called. Otherwise, Theon spent his leisure time with the Braavosi unit. With their music, brashness, and penchant for good liquor, they were more his speed than the boy scouts from the Military Academy.

Leave it to Balon to blow it to shit.

News of his father's stroke came via letter. Addressed to "Theon Greyjoy." Like it was bloody designed for shouting in the unit for everyone to hear.

Theon learned three things that day.

One: He wouldn't receive a penny of his trust fund without the Greyjoy name.

Two: Robb has literal bricks for hands.

Three: A fist fight can be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Moments like tonight—watching his name turn into a trending topic because he didn't just have "a" crazy uncle, but came from a family of hucksters who amassed power by deluding an impoverished region with the fantasy of subjugating women, never paying taxes, and attacking merchant ships in the Sunset Sea like a band of old time pirates—makes him wonder if being a Greyjoy is worth the money.

Hovys said it best. Take the good with the bad or throw the baby out with that bath water. Theon Harlaw couldn't drop $21k on an engagement ring.

Fuck waiting out the storm. He may as well steer into it. Smother this baby in the crib before it hits Robb's radar and turns into a real shit show. It's the last thing they need after that Westerling business.

And yes. Perhaps, somewhere in the back of his mind, Theon liked the idea of eye candy in the office when that bloke from the Lorathi embassy gave him her resume. How was he supposed to know Robb would lose his godsdamned head?

Before Jeyne—his Jeyne—not Slutty Fanfic Jeyne…

Well. Okay. Theon would've done the same. Or at least tried. But he didn't unzip Robb's pants and stick his cock in the girl. So, not his fault.

"WNTH. How may I help you?"

"Theon Greyjoy for Wylla Manderly."

Hound that she is, Wylla barely lets the phone ring. Gods save anyone standing between her and an exclusive. "Your uncle has half the republic calling you 'Theon Sheepboy.' Care to comment?"

Sheepboy? Oh. Wolves. Sheep. "Charming," Theon retorts, tapping his pen on his desk.

Time to earn his keep as comms director.

"I'd like to say, on the record, that I have been honored by the gracious warmth and welcome I've found within the Stark family, and stand ardently with them in support of the families and victims of the Bear Island Attack. Euron Greyjoy is a photo on a mantle in a house I barely remember. And I'd like to keep it that way."

"Got it."

"One more thing, Wylla…"

"Aye?"

"The headline is me and my uncle. The family's been through enough without Euron goading them into a brawl." Better Euron's army of bots calling him "sheepboy" than whatever vile shit they'll say to Arya.

"Careful, Greyjoy. People might start thinking you're galant."

"Me?" Theon smiles. "Never."

[cryst4lwitch]

Modern angst if you look long enough but it's hidden within the shitpost ask!

Nobody hates finals week more than Lady Dimitrescu. She gets to deal with not one, but three daughters during finals week.

Finals week might as well be called, "Kiss your daughters' common sense, sleep schedule, emotional/mental/physical health, sanity and low stress levels goodbye week"

Bela goes from composed to a literal mess. Lady D has seen her eldest wide awake at four in the morning on the kitchen floor with bags under her eyes and her hair looking like a bird made a nest in it. She is surrounded by a shit ton of notes, an open text book filled with sticky notes, flash cards scattered about that probably thrown in a fit of rage, notebooks with several pages highlighted, and a hastily made sandwich, that's just bread with a slice of cheese in the middle, siting on a plate next to her while she sits in silence trying to process the apparent fact she's going to fail before biting into her sandwich and immediately breaking down over how the sandwich tastes like failure.

Lady D doesn't even know how long Cassandra has been awake and she isn't even sure she wants to know. But it's been long enough that she's witnessed her middle daughter start having a conversation with her laptop before trying to toss it out the window when her project didn't save. Cassandra's laughter is no longer playful but hysterical as she laughs while saying she's going to fail and drop out before she starts crying and mixes the fifth energy drink in her pack of six with a large mug of now cold coffee and adds four shots of expresso to it, and downs it in one go.

Daniela has barely eaten in the last three days and Lady D is half tempted to call a doctor because of it. She's seen Daniela come home, flop onto the floor, and nap for ten minutes before getting up and perching herself ontop of the fridge to not move for several hours and work on an essay that has enough words to be considered a novelette. And before she can cry over writer's block for the umpteenth time, she tries to pull herself together and say she doesn't have time to breakdown because the essay is worth a large portion her grade, it is due in two hours, and she can cry when it's over all the while tears fall regardless.

Lady D has endured so many comments about her daughters planning on burning their school to the ground. And comments regarding their own murders during the exams seem less like jokes, if she's being completely honest.

She's seen her daughters fight over the smallest things with the stress levels being so high. She's seen Daniela decide that the railing of the top of the stairs was a perfect place for nap. At the same time seen a sleep-deprived Cassandra decide that the stairs were a waste of time and figured swan diving off the second floor was a much more efficient way to get to the first floor. As well as seen a stressed out Bela that was too trapped in her own head run directly into the wall and miss the door.

She hates seeing her daughters absolutely fall apart over their projects and tests. She hates that Bela spends the night before a huge exam in the bathroom crying until she passes out from exhaustion only an hour before she's supposed to get up. She hates that Cassandra actually manages to stress herself out so badly she actually gets sick. She hates that Daniela is dead on her feet most of the time because she's far too anxious to really eat anything and it's taking its toll.

But Lady D is probably just as relieved as they are when it's all over, honestly.

i love modern au

[xarrixii]

this is Alph (after a brief altercation) and their room. generally.

really the room could be more accurate but i'm in a state of stasis so at this moment so i'm NOT free-building Alph's apartment in Roblox Studio. in reality there's a whole wall that's just a window, i think? i don't know. at least Harlow's is that way.

character + their room tag!

first time I’ve ever made one of these games so!

rules: make a character with this picrew, then make that character’s room (if they have one—if no then just imagine one up) with this one! Feel free to go more in depth about what’s in their room, or just about the character in general. Or just post the pictures and be done with it! It’s your choice.

yahoo it’s a Kai time ✨

As some of yall know, Kaiden is the main character of my WIP Interwoven! She decorates her room pretty sparsely, but I wasn’t able to add in any of the lil shells and rocks she collects. Either way, she has a bunch of those, plus records and mythology books, and that little pillow on the bed was something I thought fit her. She needs her silly lil pillow ok i don’t make the rules.

feel free to either reblog this with your own picrews or make a separate post

(psssst tag me if you make another one I wanna seeeee)

without further ado, I’ll make this an Open Tag as well as tagging the Tag Game List! Lemme know if you’d like on/off via dm:

@sableglass @dioles-writes @viridis-icithus @allaboutmagic @paeliae-occasionally

@inky-anathemata @vsnotresponding @nightlylaments @ancientmyth

@thebookishkiwi @verdant-mainframe @threedaysgross @fifis-corner @bamber344

@seafloor509 @viwritesthings @rumeysawrites @pizzamanstan

@vesanal @an-indecisive-nerd @the-ellia-west @willtheweaver @write-with-will

and I’m also gonna go ahead and tag @leahnardo-da-veggie (you were interested :D) @cepheusgalaxy and @teratheo (feel like you’d enjoy this ^^)

have fun!

[monitionem]

The light coming from the relic flickered in the eyes of Apple, stunning them. They froze up just as Zachariah grabbed onto the front of their cape. The High Priest yanking them forwards towards him, the crazed look on his face terrifying the poor Lord. Being met with a situation such as this, they had no idea what to do. "Listen to me!" The man spoke, his voice raising in volume as his voice cracked and he hissed out with venom laced into his tone. "You dare pass up on the power I could have given you, that we could have had? What do you think a lowly Lord such as yourself could possibly aim with the lack ambition that would inevitably be your doom?! What is peace without the presence of disaster to balance out your foolishness!"

Apple stood, unable to move an inch from the priest's grasp, though they were much stronger. The fear of harming him was greater, their hand shaking. There was too much happening, with the lack of presence from Gael, they had no idea what to do. But rather than falling to their knees, they instead kept their balance. Listening to him, instead of blocking his words out. "Do you not understand? I chased you thinking that your running was not of your own cowardice, but it appears I have thought too highly of you. Thinking this was part of an elaborate plan!" Truly, Apple didn't wish for things to escalate to such an extent. Their running from the High Priest from village to village was a vain attempt to escape the clutches of what otherwise would be an unhappy commitment, a bond between two separate people with a thin line of rope, easily cut. One that their own people would plead for the freedom of not their land, but their Lord. "The people who rever to you, the rumors that has spread across the oceans to even reach not only my noble brothers and fathers, but to me as well? I thought the Lord of Iganvi was a man of power, A Lady of great mind and prowess, but to my shock they turn out to be a child from the lands of nowhere, stumbling aimlessly with the guidance of my blind kin?"

Each word was like a dagger chipping away at their heart. Their fists tighten into balls, one hand reaching for their sword, but their heart and mind scream that they must not harm despite their instincts crying for them to protect themselves. Their eyes burned with tears. Why? What right do they have to oblige to answering the hateful insults this man would give to him? When all he spoke was the truth? Yet, a spark of determination within them would yell otherwise, that they would learn from this. Learn from being pained by him.

When they gathered themselves, they saw in the corner of their eyes, blonde hair swaying with each swift movement, Gael. Their eyes turning wider when a flash of light shone the moment he unsheathed his blade, raising the sharp metal to strike at his own brother. At that moment, that would be the first time the young Lord would feel the unforgiving clutches of guilt. ____ (Some random interaction that I wanted to write, idk if I want to actually write down my entire remake down and post it to Ao3, but I do wanna show more content of them instead of just shitposts lmao) Again, really bad english sobb

[rairaiccu]

TLoZ - Art Wars! (2021) + memes

Years ago (crazy I'm able to use that tf), I joined this relaxed art challenge, where the artists were sorted in groups and had to create art pieces together! It was held in 2021 and it was season 1, the OG competition.

I was in Team Gerudo with two other members. We created 5 art pieces + doodled concept art. Every week, we got a new prompt to work with.

Prompt one: Create a character of your tribe to serve as a team mascot!

We created our beautiful Gerudo OC, Meatrice!

"The talented chef from Gerudo City who can capture anyone’s heart, along with giving them a few extra—it’s Beatrice!"

I sketched her design and rendered the rest. Another members did the lineart and flat colouring.

Prompt two: Kingdom/habitat/community/village!

“Have you ever wanted to be pe- bang ever wanted to be fu- bang ever wanted to be surrounded by beautiful women? Come to Gerudo town, where Queen Tinama will make you her slave lover for the evening!”

I made the sketch and lineart, another member did the flat colouring.

Prompt three: Canonical characters and/or events!

"Everyday, when the sun sets behind the desert, Urbosa and Nabooru will look over the queendom..."

Another members did the sketch and flat colouring, I made the lineart.

Prompt four: Inspired by songs/music!

"After many songs, we decided to choose Lauv's "I Like Me Better". The song tells about being with someone, who makes you feel good and the time flies away in a flash. Meatrice enjoys her girlfriend's, Chikadee's, company so much, she forgets her worries and burned meals." "Midnight into morning coffee Burning through the hours talking Damn, I like me better when I'm with you --- I knew from the first time, I'd stay for a long time 'cause --- I like me better when I'm with you" Lauv - I Like Me Better (2018)

Others made the sketch and lineart, I did the flat coloring and rendering.

Final prompt: A celebration between tribes! Gerudo / Korok

"Beatrice brought Royal Advisor Raureoru, Crown Princess Nolala and Queen Tinama to understand more about these mysterious creatures. Koroks had a play about Hyrule's hero and his tales. During the play, Queen Tinama seemed to find a potential opponent for combatting. Friendship works this way too... right?"

In this one, we joined the forces with Team Korok! Team Korok made the sketch and lineart, while Team Gerudo finished with flat colouring.

Overall, we had fun, memed around and created amazing art! There are full galleries of season 1 and 2, other entries and more.

BONUS: shitpost material

[moved-2-coyotemaximum]

trifecta of shitpost redraws that inexplicably have scout in all of them (originals and extras under the cut)

second image unblurred vvv

[xarrixii]

you know what no fuck it i'm answering this question in the most ideal form possible. what changes?

1.) Alph looks different.

"What a strange thing to say," you claim. Well I think it's better than Alph not existing at all. Let me explain. Alph gets their looks from their mother Amaterasu and their father Garry, but looks the most like their mom.

Chapter 24, Jackstalk: "Cinder is a byproduct of a series of inhumane kinetic experiments started by a kinetics scientist that had to continue his research under the radar. All of us A-1s are born from the same dead woman he hired to give him human subjects to work with." Amaterasu's mother would not have ended up with Amaterasu's biological father if the experimentation didn't happen. Would the "Wolfords" still exist is another question, but I'll say yes for simplicity.

Alph's grandfather is different, therefore Alph looks different. Moving on.

2.) Amaterasu is around.

This one's probably not a surprise. Cinder doesn't exist as a result of dropping the kinetics experimentation project, and Nacht has no motivation to be Nacht, so we end up with no Cinder, no Storm, and Amaterasu able to be there for her kid.

I'm not saying her romantic orientation is any different, though. Her and Garry still don't live together, but Alph is likely traded between their parents whenever they want. Amaterasu is a great mom, I've decided.

3.) Harlow is a completely different person.

The terrified, anxious creature that is currently a main character is a confident and strong-willed person who was never subjected to the sins of his family line. A.K.A: Loriann breaks the cycle of abuse instead of perpetuating it.

Harlow probably doesn't directly follow the footsteps of the rest of his family and instead goes some Government-Justice route (either some equivalent to CIA, FBI, or Special Forces. doesn't matter). Pierre, on the other hand, is alive and might. Because Trevor is a convincing man.

4.) Alph and Harlow still meet.

They still meet at the game convention, but it's under entirely different circumstances. Harlow never walks away from the Flash Fire Spar arcade game and Alph is so intensely charismatic that they still end up becoming friends.

5.) Alph (still) decides to become a cop.

Scandalous. Terrible. Without Harlow's original backstory, how does Alph learn about the negative pyrokinetic practices of the squad? Well, uh, probably because Alph was briefly in one of the Pyrokinetic Rehabilitation Clinics themself. See, without Amaterasu's negative background, she's not nearly as rich or skilled as the plot I've settled on for the story, and Alph struggles through pyrokinesis on their own.

Why still decide to be a cop? Alph still deeply cares for people and wants to change the system. Alph gets to change it by being a part of it and at least forcing their region to change. They're still an eternal producer of ACAB rhetoric.

6.) Liam finds a (much) safer way to provide for his two siblings early on.

Liam lore drop??? Yeah, anyway. Liam doesn't immediately join Storm. Because Storm doesn't exist. He probably still joins some form of organization that ends up being terrible before leaving and swearing on its destruction but that's... a little deep to consider for a theoretical "what if things weren't sucky."

7.) Alph has another aunt.

No explanation for this one. That'd be a little too much spoiling.

8.) Jackstalk is still a good criminal along with maybe Morgen.

Chapter 24, Jackstalk: "What’s important is that Morgen’s off in the aether now, HY/AY-A." Morgen is one of Alph's uncles, and his pronouns are different than the current story because of the reasoning Morgen edits his pronouns. It's complicated.

Anyway. Mariah Wolford is poor and that's because of her nationality being a part of a nation that hates its people and I'm not really changing societal structure here. "Who is Mariah?" No.

So Jackstalk, as her eldest, goes off and finds work wherever he can find work. Which, did you guess it? Good crime. Yay! Jackstalk is just the one cool uncle that you KNOW is in the mafia but can't prove it. joy. Morgen joins too because Morgen genuinely wants to rather than out of need.

9.) um yeah out of steam

And they all live happily ever after.

question for authors: what if the plot just. didn��t. didn’t happen. what if their world just stayed normal. what if they didn’t need to suffer the way a plot demands, grow the way their current arcs dictate. yk. what if nothing happened.