#hah ofc

[theshiftershop]

Hey all! So, if you've been following me for any amount of time, you probably are already familiar with recent life events, and how badly American Airlines (fuck you) has screwed me over in making me have to leave my sweet little tabby cat, Bumper, home with my family in the states.

@territorial-utopia and I have been looking into pet travel services, because once I apply for a residency visa, I can't travel, and I can't really depend on my family to lend a hand in helping bring my cat here...

So! That's where all of you come in! I've got all sorts of commissions available, from my basic commission sheet, to specialty "borrower-ify" commissions, to even some stickers I've made, available on ko-fi! I know times be rough for alot of us right now, so I don't want to just ask for donations; hopefully you can help out (even if it's just sharing!) and get some nice art in return for your support!!

[justaz]

i saw a tiktok from sapphirerainsky/starry about a love spell and there was no way i could expand on it in a tiktok comment so i’m here. anyway, sorceress casts a spell over camelot that makes everyone fall for the person who has saved them and the intensity of their feelings corresponds to how many times they’ve been saved. so the average camelot citizen is quite fond of merlin while the knights are more forward and flirtatious and offering him gifts and whatnot. and then theres arthur who physically cannot stand being more than -3 centimeters away from merlin at all times, like it physically pains him to not be touching merlin.

anyway the sorceress finds it amusing once they all catch on and confront her. her eyes pin on merlin and she explains the spell and why everyone feels the way they do. since they’re all conscious/aware under the magic, they’re like “wtf?? we know merlin has saved us a time or two here and there but i would literally gut myself and offer my skin to him to keep him warm” especially arthur who is like “i want to mold our bodies together into one to breathe the same air, for our heart to pump the same blood, for our eyes to see the same sky”

so the sorceress is like “well, lets let them save you this time” and snatches merlin before disappearing. the knights are frantic, arthur is quite sure he’s having six heart attacks at once. merlin and the sorceress are in her cottage sipping tea next to a fire. she’s chatting with some serving boy who has somehow saved not just the king but all of camelot at least three times and then boom apparently she’s talking to freaking emrys??? he asks politely for her to undo her enchantment and she’s like “holy fuck yeah ofc i’m so sorry”

the knights get a clearer head to search for merlin and eventually the sorceress just returns him and arthur drags him into a bone crushing hug and is babbling all this nonsense about worrying he’d never see him again. merlin exchanges a look with the relieved and amused knights behind him. but merlin is never the one to turn down affection from arthur so he returns the hug and is like “uh arthur?” and he hums against his shoulder. merlin grins “you know she removed the spell, right?”

[carryoncastiel]

I know Gale's "Have you noticed any attachments of the more, erm, romantic variety flourishing in our camp, Wyll?" conversation can only be triggered if you romance Gale with another character. But I find the thought incredibly funny that Gale and Wyll have their little moments at the tiefling party - Gale seeking out Wyll to talk to him and then inviting him for the magic teaching - and the next day Gale asks Wyll this, trying to nonchalantly find out if there's maybe mutual feelings going on, and Wyll responds with "I think I'm not the right person to be asking. I can recognize a troll's silhouette on a far horizon, but I wouldn't know a flirtation if you whacked me alongside the head with it."

Devastating lmao.

Especially if Gale had this talk with Karlach before that: Gale: "Karlach…a hypothetical question for you:" Gale: "If someone - not me, of course - detected a hint of romantic interest in them from another, unnamed individual, what might that someone do about it?" Karlach: "Whoever it is, just talk to them, Gale. And leave out the hypotheticals." Gale: "Talking. Right. I'm good at that."

[avalost]

37!

“What they did to you was wrong.”

“What?” The word no more than an irritated exhale as Heinrix slumped against the shuttle window, elbow propped on the armrest. The poised Interrogator was gone. This man, exhausted and disheveled, was an utter stranger.

With a gentle pressure, the shuttle lifted off, leaving behind the foul remnants of the Black Ship. In the seat next to him, Kat spoke quietly. “That was horrific. No one… should be treated that way.”

She kept her voice low to keep the others from hearing their conversation. Simple courtesy, nothing more. It had nothing to do with how much this felt like giving ground.

Heinrix did not lift his head from the cradle of his fingertips. “It was necessary. Untrained psykers are incredibly dangerous.”

“They're still people.”

At that, Heinrix did stir – and fixed Kat with an incredulous glare. “Still people? You saw the aftermath – were those people? Was there anything human left?” His voice rose. He caught himself and exhaled through his teeth, turning away once more. “I do not expect you to understand.”

A tool of the Imperium, he had called himself. Yet he had told her stories of his childhood – far more carefree than the careworn man sitting beside her now. Was it that child that had been herded onto the Black Ship? Had they put that boy in the shackles that hung in its cells?

How long had it taken to hammer him into a weapon?

And how many people, just like her, had refused to see him as anything else?

She fixed her eyes on the seat back in front of her, not looking at Heinrix. “No. I didn't understand before. I do now.”

Still, she saw his fist clench on the armrest between them. “Forgive me, but you do not. Cannot. You've spent your life doing as you please, defying the law and the Throne as you see fit. Now, with the warrant of a Rogue Trader –” He shook his head. “I… have never been afforded such leeway.”

She lifted her hand. Remarkably, it did not tremble as she placed it on his gauntleted forearm.

Heinrix froze. So close, Kat could see his chest stop moving for a moment.

Then he withdrew his arm.

“But you have other things to worry about. I assure you, Lord Captain, I am fine.”

Her title, cold steel in his mouth, where once he'd spoken her name with such warmth.

Kat leaned back in her seat and let her head fall back against the headrest, and fought down a sigh.

(micro-story prompt asks)

[nami-moittli]

Smokey needs more appreciation

[stargirlstabber]

bitch fuck you, i write for myself✨

[orange-sora]

With every episode of jjk s2 where I don't understand a word gojo says about his cursed techniques, I become more and more convinced that if I were in that universe I'd be more baka than yuuji.

[gojoest]

lowkey had a very scandalous idea earlier this week, still very undeveloped though

[itskaist]

i literally had this post already drafted and was dragging my feet whether to send it or not; and then @reapersmarch tagged me for a wip so fuck it we ball

wouldst anybody perchance be interested in an fhr code chart like this? 👉👈

[zippyskyfalls]

I think we should all draw Antinous like this idk I feel like he would wear this

Wait that's not Antinous?

[teatimemols]

I don't know if I hate Jack's writing or if I'm hating my real life situation so much that I'm hating his writing more than I should, but GOsh, I don't feel like playing that new story...Not the detective one that isn't out, of course!

[wreckedhoney]

Forrest stops, going still and wearily alert, and it lasts a beat long enough that Henry begins to suspect that, yes, Forrest sees him. But then Forrest's shoulders ease back down, and a soft exhale falls out like a small and timid cheer. 

"Oh," he says to Henry. "You startled me."

x 🔪 o

BUZZ/KILL (Henry Barrow Comes Home)

Fanmix below & Fanfic on AO3

Since he can remember, everything between them has been shared - fears and rage, dreams and desires - until they became one. Henry doesn’t need to be his own person. He owes himself to his mom. It shouldn’t have unsettled him when both their attentions turned to the same person, then - but last Whistling Night snapped something in their partnership, and something about Forrest Nash makes Henry finally not want to share.

Happy birthday, KFAM! It's been a year since the worldwide release of the game ♥ Here's another boost to the Henry/Forrest post-game longfic published last Halloween and super updated since, this time with YT links to the music featured in the author's notes, and little blurbs from most chapters attached! (The last two blurbs are just one continuing conversation lol) Hope you enjoy both or either. Happy anniversary! Did you know it's also the birthday of my Uncle Roni?

x 📻 o

Track 01: Baby - Cannons It was the best show Forrest has ever done, his voice always smooth, but that night, it was something more, a sound that solidified the shape of his shoulders and the steadfastness of his hands, becoming part of his body so that Henry didn’t need to see his face to know what was there.

Track 02: So Bad - Gesaffelstein …behind Forrest Nash, Henry’s mother sits quietly, watching the back of Forrest’s head, deliberating. Henry doesn’t give her away, doesn’t warn the man beside him, but silently, he’s wishing for the dream not to do it, not after that last film - because if Marie kills Forrest in a dream, then when Henry wakes up, surely, Forrest will… Marie looks to Henry, a warning in her gaze. Henry feels himself ready to stand and ask, just this once. Just give me this one, for once. Just for now.

Track 03: Original Sin - Sofi Tukker Later, though, he’ll consider the stillness that settles over Forrest, in this moment, comes across in memory as, for the first time with Henry, easy, and his voice disarmingly fond.

Track 04: Spellwork - Austra “How do you know?” Henry asks at a crosswalk, stopping. “What do you mean?” “What does it look like,” Henry elaborates, “when I’m closed?” Forrest takes the time to stare at him, considering. “Nothing like you are here now,” he says. “Sometimes, it’s like you just have a lot on your mind, but other times, it’s like,” he mulls, and says with some reluctance, “you put on another face, like a mask.”

Track 05: Hello Lover - Empires As far as he can snoop, there’s no photo of Forrest as a child with his family, his parents, or of how he looked when he was Henry’s age. Would he have been lankier, awkward? Henry imagines looking at Forrest from the past and seeing through him, another young face laughing with a group of friends passing by. Was he still mean back then? Would he have caught Henry staring and squinted, glared? Smile?

Track 06: Get Goofy - Kornél Kovács Everything else should be affecting him more than the latter, but he eats and settles for the night and at the forefront of his thoughts is the lit doorway of Forrest’s home glowing in a dark, empty street.

Track 07: Pillow Talk (ft. What So Not) - Imanu Maybe Henry has an itch and Forrest being close, closer, is going to scratch it, and then Henry will be normal - his version of normal - back to a good son and a better liar, a good killer instead of a struggling town stalker. Maybe one date isn’t going to cut it, but a few, and some time - and Henry’s draw to the man could settle into something that doesn’t do what it did to him this morning anymore. And then, he can go back to being…being…

Track 08: Talk Fast - 5 Seconds of Summer Sometimes, he looks as alone or solitary as Henry often feels, but there’s the draw to slot the two of them together that was never present with the others, or other groups. Henry almost wants to ask, “Does that make me weird,” but refrains. He feels like he already knows the answer, anyway.

Track 09: Rabbit Hole - Cherry Glazerr “What made you come over?” Forrest asks. Before Henry answers, he recalls another day and another inquiry, a different mood and the same result, “What’d you come up for,” over a small dancefloor, under such different lights, in a world far, far away. “You,” Henry answers.

Track 10: i'm yours - Isabel LaRosa Don’t let him get far, he wishes, and another memory presses onto him, soft and insistent. Don’t let him say no, the first night he tried to kiss him. This is a bad idea, he thought then. “Is this a good idea,” Forrest asked him not long ago. No, Forrest. No, no, no take-backs, no going back. You and me forever, baby.

Track 11: Desperado - Rihanna He doesn’t look around the room, because he’s been here long and often enough that it’s committed to memory. The storage space next door is a labyrinth he can navigate with ease. The stairs up, the hallways, the staffrooms and studio, the rooftop that sometimes smelled too much of old cigarettes. The thought comes unwittingly. He might not have to leave.

Track 12: Desire - Cannons No, Henry thinks. No, no. This long into the game and this deep into it - No. “This is Forrest Nash,” the radio plays, “host of 189.16, The Scream.” But what’s the alternative, if he wants to keep him? “We’re almost through the night, folks.” What’s the alternative, if Henry wants to be the vessel for his mother that he’s always strived to be? “And it looks like we have room for one more caller. Let’s see who it is!”

Track 13: Jupiter 4 - Sharon Van Etten “It’s still home. I’ll go back eventually. But to work? I loved it, even with everything that happened. I still miss the city, but,” his lips pursed, eyes shifting away. Embarrassed, Henry wondered. “I like myself more now. Here.”  “You changed.”  “Yeah. I go back, same work and same issues, then wouldn’t I go back to who I was before, too?” Then, to him, directly, “Do you get that sense? That you changed?”

Track 14: Wolf (Boys Noize Remix) - Yeah Yeah Yeahs & Boys Noize “I don’t know,” Henry answered.  “Well,” Forrest mumbled, smile slanting, looking briefly unsure. “For what it’s worth, I do. Like you,” he clarified, soft and confiding, and, it occurred to Henry, shy. “The way you are here, now.”

[sassyandclassy94]

That kiss, man… DANG.

Another Internet find

[no0dlru]

My type seems to be sleepyheads..? Every relationship I've been in, it's been like "Heya, I know you just said you wanted to close your eyes, but it's been 20 minutes; do you want to keep snoozing?" ... "... hey, I thought you might have needed a rest, so I had a cigarette and chilled out for another 20 minutes - would you like to get up now, or should I wake you up in a bit?" ... "... heya sleeepyhead, you've been asleep for [?] hours now, are you sure you don't want to get up?",

"Yeah, I dunno what's happened I'm just wiped out, but I'll be up in a minute"

*seconds later*

💤💤

[wandixx]

Pacing around dpxdc community, waiting to be accepted by mods, like a tiger in the cage. I want to interract with people over there, c'mon

[feathers-little-nest]

One of my greatest motivations in life is definitely my danmei release calendar. All of my hopes and dreams in one place