#i use so much dialogue

[gently-decaying-flowers]

Blake and Mateo’s Backstory

summary: Blake is a panicked guy who has anxiety and his parents are the best

Ch 2

At home, Blake disappeared to his room. Something about sitting with Mateo had him on edge. Why was he so distant?

“Blake?” His mother’s voice rang through the house. Knowing better, he padded down the carpeted stairs.

“Hey, what’s up?” His mom didn’t look up from her book, her smal rectangular glasses resting far too low on her nose.

“How was meeting Mateo? Danny told us all about it.” Blake leaned against the wall.

“It was fine. He doesn’t seem to like me.” She looked up now, taking off her glasses and placing them on the coffee table.

“He’s a sweet boy, I highly doubt that. Are you sure you weren’t doing that thing where you think you look nice but you actually look like this?” She contorted her face into a deep glare and Blake rolled his eyes.

“Yes, I was friendly and kind and even said goodbye and he just nodded at me.”

“Maybe he feels threatened by you?” Blake scoffed.

“Nope. I bet he just doesn’t think I’m good enough.”

“Prove him wrong then.” She said, rolling her eyes back at him. Blake thought for a moment, maybe that isn’t such a bad idea.

“Yeah alright.”

“Love you honey.”

“Love you too mom.” Blake replied, walking back to his room.

Danny sat on his bed, his legs politely criss crossed.

*Can’t I get three seconds of privacy?* Blake thought, holding back a massive sigh.

“What’s up Dans?”

“Mateo wants to meet up with you again.” He said, kicking his feet excitedly.

“Oh lovely.” Blake growled. Danny cocked his head to one side. “He just didn’t seem to like me much, that’s all.”

“Well he did mention something like that to me I guess.” Danny shrugged. Blake sat with him, making the mattress bounce.

“What did he say?”

“Just that he wants to make sure you’re taking care of me.” Danny said, standing up from the bed. Blake wanted to ask more, but his desire for alone time overpowered it. He let Danny leave, and flopped over face down in his pillow.

His phone buzzed loudly on his bed, causing his crisis to pause. An unsaved number had sent him a message. Ready to troll some scammers, he eagerly opened his messages.

[hi it’s mateo danny decided i should have your # ]

A million potential responses ran through his mind.

[👍]

He repeatedly knocked the heel of his palm against his forehead. Mateo read it, and didn’t respond. That’s probably for the better.

The rest of the night Blake spent zoned out in his room. He did things, cleaned up a little, scrolled tumblr, texted Leo. He opened his painfully awkward messages with Mateo a few times, only succeeding in wanting to make him throw his phone against the wall.

“Hey kiddo how’s it going?” His father’s figure filled his doorframe. Blake whipped around to look at him.

“Hey dad, fine. How was your day?”

“Eh- it was work. Mom told me about meeting Mateo.” Blake sighed.

“Yeah.”

“Trust me, building a friendship with him wouldn’t hurt.” His dad added with a smile.

“But dad-“ Blake whined, “He’s a jacked straight boy.” His dad snorted.

“Oh shush. He’s a good kid. He’s just protective of Dans, and it’s valid. Building a relationship with both Danny and him could help you out here.”

“I hate it when you’re right.” Blake groaned. His dad laughed lightly.

“Just think about it, love you goob. Want me to bring dinner up?”

“Nah, I’m not too hungry.” Blake admitted, thinking about college apps and his future had destroyed his appetite.

“Okay, just make sure you drink some water and keep yourself safe.” His dad sounded chill, but his brow furrowed with concern.

“I will. I love you dad.”

“Love you too.” He left the door slightly ajar and Blake listened as his muted footsteps faded out.

He opened his phone again. The soft sound of frantic typing was the only sound other than the quiet hum of the radiator.

His thumb hesitated over the send button for a second.

[Hey, would you wanna meet up for coffee with Dans and I tomorrow (he likes the pastries at the cafe on eighth street) We’re thinking of heading over around 9:30]

*sent*

[egophiliac]

What do you think of Rook's savanaclaw card? <333

I didn't get him (and I need to save my keys for Silver's birthday, sob) so I looked up his groovy, and I'm not over how incredibly dramatic and epic and cool it looks in direct contrast to the absolutely ridiculous context. just look at that dynamic action and his majestic sparkling tears and keep in mind that this is pretty much right after a bunch of characters have been dance battling for his soul.

and then even the actual moment of the groovy is just like

this is NOT a negative in the slightest, I love it all, this truly was an incredible update in so many ways

[toastydumpster]

how long do you think it took for John to forget the poems?

[moeblob]

So does he, Gallagher.

[aq2003]

has anyone gotten the idea that odysseus' storyline in hades 2 is a depiction/exploration of trauma over his SA and how he's blaming himself for things that were out of his control? because that's the impression i'm getting from what i've seen. he talks about "goddesses" as his "greatest weakness" and that "he's not one to say no to them"...

when mel invites him to the bath, he brings up mortals having different standards for intimacy than gods and how it usually has a more romantic/sexual connotation. she then asks if he's uncomfortable and he has a startled reaction and brings up circe and calypso again (but never actually by name)

(this isn't ship/romance bait btw. odysseus knew mel as a kid and they're stated in-game to have a sibling/uncle-niece relationship)

also he grew apart from penelope after his return, but the game makes a point of showing that his love for penelope and telemachus is what drove him on at all so that element of his character isn't brought into question

[captainhysunstuff]

22 more images (with some saucy shenanigans and immature "seduction" tactics towards the end) below the cut:

Ryuk makes his grand return and is brought up to speed with Light and L's immoral union. The date seems pretty successful~.

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[gayvecchio]

Ray Vecchio in due South: 1.10 - "The Gift of the Wheelman"

[amazinglyegg]

Nora: You remember the Cabots and that affair with Emogene we helped out with?

Danse: Uhm, no. You took Nick and left me at home staring into the middle distance. After what we've been through you didn't have to sideline me like that.

Nora: Okay we are NOT going to dig into this ancient history right now, Danse.

Danse: Was it a social anxiety thing? Did... did I smell? I mean you only took one of us at a time.

Hancock: Some sad violin music coming from somewhere...

Nora: Can we not do this right now?

[viperwhispered]

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Guess what? I've got more Jamil x reader for y'all. You can also find this on ao3. No warnings, just 866 words of kinda fluffy(?) caretaking stuff with gender-neutral reader.

At this point, you know Jamil’s schedule almost as well as he does. So, when you have the chance, you head to Scarabia’s kitchen, hoping to spend some time with Jamil while he and the other students prepare dinner. 

However, when you enter, it takes you but a moment to notice Jamil’s uncharacteristic fumbling and the tired look in his eyes. The way Jamil’s chopping the vegetables has you worried about him cutting himself with that knife he’s usually so adept with, and it seems it’s only force of habit that’s keeping him on track.

You frown, and when your eyes meet Jamil’s, you can already see him put his guard up.

So he knows what state he is in, huh? And still, here he is.

It seems Jamil is reading your thoughts, all of him telling you drop it before any words are even said.

At least he still lets you lean in and give a quick kiss to his cheek in greeting.

“Hello love. Do you still have a lot on your agenda for today?” you ask, keeping your tone low for at least some semblance of privacy in the busy kitchen.

“Nothing I can’t handle,” is the response you get.

Of course.

It takes a little more pestering before Jamil actually answers your question. Your lips purse. That list is far too long to your liking.

You take a moment to think, juggling your own plans and to-do list against the urgency of the things Jamil mentioned.

“Will Kalim be eating from that?” you ask, pointing at the food Jamil is preparing.

“Yes.”

“Alright, I won’t be touching that one, then. I’ve gotta do a few things but I’ll be back when you’re done here.”

“Don’t,” Jamil says with a glare, clearly aware of what you’re thinking.

Yet even his disapproving look doesn’t have the usual weight behind it.

“Yes. I will,” you say firmly, even as your heart curls inwards with another bout of concern.

Really, when did he get so tired?

And how did you not notice it earlier?

You leave the kitchen before Jamil can protest further, hurrying through the dorm corridors to find Kalim.

Soon you have an enthusiastic – and concerned – supporter for your plans. You have Kalim point out a few reliable Scarabia students to help with a few of the most urgent matters Jamil mentioned – cleaning up the common areas, delivering some paperwork to Crowley, preparing some dorm-wide notices – while you see to Kalim getting his school supplies in order for the following day. You even recruit a couple of third years to help Kalim with his homework.

You’ll see to the rest tomorrow – after all, you do also have a boyfriend to look after.

Your conversation over dinner can hardly be called anything else than an argument – despite Kalim’s best attempts at acting as a moderating force between you two. It is very tempting to ask Kalim to tell Jamil to take the rest of the day off – it’s not like Jamil would be willing to openly disobey a direct order. Still, you really don’t need to remind Jamil of his position on top of everything else that you’re already doing more or less against his wishes.

Eventually, however, Jamil’s had a square meal, the most urgent things on his to-do list are being taken care of, and you’ve managed to drag him to his bed.

“I really wish you wouldn’t push yourself so hard,” you murmur, your arms wrapped tightly around Jamil. You’re telling yourself you really do just want to cuddle, to offer some respite to Jamil. Still, there might also be a part of you worried that if you were to let go, he’d just jump up and get back to working himself to the bone.

Yet, for all his protestations, just the fact that you’ve gotten Jamil to lay down with you speaks volumes of his current exhaustion.

“I can’t just leave my duties, albi. You know this.”

“Making yourself too indispensable, is what you’re doing,” you protest.

Oh, you know it’s not so simple. Not with his background, not with all the expectations and assumptions.

But sometimes you really wish it would be.

Jamil merely scoffs in response to your words.

Still, it is undeniable that he is slowly beginning to relax in your arms, slowly bringing his head closer to yours. His eyes are starting to flutter, too.

“I will still need to help Kalim with his homework, at the very least.”

You wonder who he is trying to convince more, you or himself.

“Amin and Khalil are helping him. They’re basically top of their classes, aren’t they? I’m sure they’ve got it.”

Still, Jamil frowns.

You sigh. He really is not letting go, is he?

“Do you want me to go supervise?” you ask.

And leave you, unsaid yet hanging there right after your words.

“Don’t,” Jamil eventually says, the word barely more than a breath.

It seems he has accepted his fate.

You softly caress Jamil’s hair, listening to his softening breathing.

And when you wake up, wholly unaware of having been lulled to sleep in the first place, it’s to the lightest of touches from Jamil’s fingers.

Tagging @diodellet @twstgo @crystallizsch @jamilvapologist @jamilsimpno69 as per request If you'd like to be tagged for any future works, let me know!

[lazylittledragon]

Does Mabel have any middle names? I feel like if she did it would be something Cyra picked or Gale picked. Either way I feel like it's Latin for either something magical or bones

it's 'morena' :))

[asrielwithans]

✦ SICK ✦

During Artificer and Hunter's travels through Five Pebbles, Artificer has noticed something strange about Hunter's behaviour these past cycles...

lmao slug angst,, this was sort of an experiment but it turned out really nicely, i think! I especially like Artificer's profile shot in panel 3! Will definitely be doing more comics like this one (hopefully with a more wholesome tone)!

[idoodlestuffsometimes]

Brother's Keeper AU Story Post 12 (Part 2)

AU MASTER POST

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[Image ID under the cut]

[IMAGE ID: Three pages of a black and white comic.

PAGE ONE

PANEL 1: Perry Porter continues his news report. "Further investigation," he says, "reveals that this human has been the subject of sightings in Bonesborough for a few weeks now, and is the cause of a recent disturbance at Hexside School. For further comment, here is my own son, Augustus." PANEL 2: Perry interviews Gus, who is grinning with excitement. "Augustus, is it true you've encountered this human before?" "Yeah!" exclaims Gus, "She snuck into the school and now she's my friend! Her name is Luz!" PANEL 3: "Now that they're together, I can see…" says Belos. "It's them." With a point of his finger, he conjures hologram-like illusions of Luz and Lillith, who stand in the throne room facing them, with their names above their heads. "I don't understand," says Caleb. PANEL 4: The illusions have transformed into Luz and Lilith in their disguises from "Elsewhere and Elsewhen." The names over their heads have changed to "Luzura" and "Aunt Dirtrude." "I had to consult memory magic to be sure," Belos says, "but I was correct." Caleb reads the names out loud: "Luzura and--" PANEL 5: He points, laughing. "Wait, is that the witch who broke your nose?" "They're the two who helped me find the Collector," Belos grumbles. "I did always have questions about them. Clearly there was time magic involved."

PAGE TWO

PANEL 1: A profile view of Caleb, quietly sad. "I see," he says. "And this human attacked a witch in a duel." PANEL 2: But then he turns and brings a hand to his chin in thought. "But… the boy called her his friend?" "Either a cunning ploy, or she is… struggling to find her way," responds Belos. "Either way, she isn't ready to face a witch." PANEL 3: A view of footage from the news report, projected by the crystal ball. In a moment from the episode "Convention," Eda exposes the power glyph used on Amity while Luz looks on in surprise. Belos continues to speak off screen. "If it wasn't for the Owl Lady's intervention, she would have sorely lost." "The Owl Lady protected her?" Caleb asks. "Yes, it appears my suspicions were correct." PANEL 4: "The portal door has reappeared, in the hands of another one of your blasted Clawthornes." A close-up of Belos against a totally black background, his face shadowed. One hateful eye gleams from behind his mask. PANEL 5: A close-up of Caleb staring up at him, also shadowed against black. His face is lined, his single pupil a pinprick. His expression is schooled neutral. "And just as before," Belos continues off screen, "the witch has taken advantage to claim a human soul." PANEL 6: "No wonder the child came to me for help. If not for Lilith, perhaps I could have aided her back then." He stands in front of the projection, watching the newscast, his back to Caleb. "I should order her collected and brought here. Shield her from further corruption. If only the Owl Lady wasn't guarding her." PANEL 7: A close up of Caleb jolting forward, fearful. "NO!" he bursts out.

PAGE THREE

PANEL 1: A close-up of Belos glowering dangerously over his shoulder, lit by the broadcast from behind. "No?" PANEL 2: Caleb sweats. "I mean. Philip, don't you think it'll look suspicious to show too much interest in a human?" PANEL 3: Caleb takes Belos hand, clutching him imploringly. "Not to mention the possibilities of meddling in the time-line. It's too risky." Belos isn't looking at him anymore. He looks ahead at the illusion of Luz, whose back is to us in the foreground. His expression is unreadable. PANEL 4: A high angle shot of Belos and Caleb watching Luz's illusion. Caleb still clings to Belos. Luz's illusion is alone now, staring at them blankly as she stands at the far end of the throne room. "Yes," Belos agrees, "I fear it's too early to intervene. It seems the Lord is testing her." PANEL 5: "For now," he continues off screen, "she will have to face the temptations of this realm on her own." A close-up of Caleb, letting out a breath of relief. PANEL 6: Caleb's eyes snap open. Belos' hand has come up to brush his cheek. PANEL 7: Belos pulls Caleb into a hug. Caleb's face over Belos' shoulder is drawn in supressed, silent horror, cast in deep shadows, as Belos murmurs to him reassuringly. "Don't worry, Caleb. The Owl Lady will be taken care of. And then the portal to the human realm will be in safe hands." PANEL 8: Belos and Caleb in profile against a black background, casting long shadows on the ground. Belos hunches over Caleb, one arm around his back and the other hand on the back of his head, pressing him close. Caleb dangles limply, face towards the ceiling, pulled halfway out of his wheelchair. Belos murmurs into Caleb's hair. "I won't let history repeat."

[melmoros]

... there's a first time for everything, right?

all i want is for them to spiderman kiss, but with gwen upside down 🌻 image ID below, detailed ID in alt :)

Begin Image ID, done by artist. A digital drawing of Miles and Gwen from Across The Spiderverse. They are both drawn from the waist up and in side profile, wearing their spider suits, but without the masks. Miles is on the left, standing with his hands in his pockets. He has warm brown skin, and a dark brown afro with flat sides. His suit is black, with a red spider on the front in graffiti style. He is making eye contact with Gwen, who is hanging from the top of the drawing on the right side. Gwen has light skin and blonde hair, which is tied in a small ponytail that hangs down; she also has an undercut. Her suit is black and white, with a white hood that hangs down and hugs the back of her head. Her arms are pulled forward in front of her, as if holding onto web to hang from. The sleeves of her suit and inside of her hood are bright pink, with blue web designs. Gwen looks at Miles with a flirtatious smirk and raised eyebrow, and Miles smiles back at her softly in return. They are both blushing slightly. The background is bright yellow and blue, with different-styled sunflowers drawn behind each of them. End ID.

[justanotherignot]

Isobel Shows a Portrait of Her Parents

[deityofhearts]

I fear I peaked with this “webkinz sea giraffe” that i saw in a dream a couple years ago. the basic gist of the dream was that webkinz created a new stuffed animal that was supposed to be a seahorse but no one involved in the creation process had ever seen a seahorse before. In the dream the giraffe was called “sepia” and there was information about sepia like embroidered on the neck of the plush that said “Sepia [lots of info] VERY RARE”. the little sprite was made by @therealstara btw 💖

[zabberzim]

It’s time I reveal to the Tumblr community my first attempt at making a comic a year and 3 months ago :

The LanDot soulmates comic one anon asked about a month ago 🪐💥