#it's a sad but kinda nice story?

[thebibliosphere]

Okay I have not heard the magia story

Mind sharing/linking to a previous post? /gen

The story is/was somewhere in my #chronic health tag: teeth tag, but basically, I had a dentist in the UK who, the last time I heard, was wanted for criminal malpractice and still hasn't been found. He had a habit of using contaminated materials, which is how I almost died from mercury poisoning and likely developed mast cell activation syndrome.

Anyway, it's been an ongoing joke between myself and some irl friends (like @only-in-movies) that, given I grew up in a fairly affluent area where people involved in organized crime like to raise their kids to avoid, y'know, the crime, and that I wasn't the only child/teen he hurt, there's a chance he was flung into the Clyde wearing concrete boots.

It's 100000% more likely he moved somewhere else and is hiding or offed himself. Tumblr just took the in-joke and made it "canon."

So yeah, sorry, there is no actual "mafia killed my dentist" story. Just wishful thinking joking speculation.

[justaz]

thinking about immortal merlin going to a super famous artist who is known for having super lifelike paintings a few hundred years after arthur dies and telling them their story and having the artist paint arthur just by merlin’s descriptions instead of by a recreation with his magic and just reliving his life in camelot mentally while sitting on this artists couch as they bring arthur back to life for merlin

[automeris-io-moth]

Stupid and Stranger

Much too many people believed Hero to be the least bright of the bunch. 

Tall, strong and stupid, the media described, and even when their pictures flooded the magazines and the cover of reports, they were rarely invited to an interview or allowed to speak with the press. 

They did not have the gift of the word, their manager said, others would elaborate better, explain themselves more effectively and avoid a misunderstanding, they affirmed. Hero said nothing against it, conscious of the clumsiness of their speech, how their words stumbled when they got too excited, and, embarrassed, they stayed quiet. 

And Hero tried, they tried once and again to change such an image of themselves, to strategize, to plan ahead and reduce the damage as much as they could. They tried to sound smart too, but unnecessary words lasted little in their mind, the pompous inflation of the speech felt as such an idle tool to earn respect, and they felt simply ridiculous speaking like that, it fitted others, but not them. 

Perhaps it was that need to know that not everyone thought they were as dense as the media made it seem, the yearn for validation and respect being exactly who they were, and not some elegant made up version they had to force. 

Perhaps such was the reason why they had so eagerly accepted the attention of that stranger at a nightclub. A charming one, certainly, all nice, flirty smiles, and quite a pleasant conversation. An actual, true exchange of opinions, of interests and cheerful chattering, Hero felt embarrassed, not knowing well enough how to handle the true interest of someone in what they had to say, yet, amazed at how easy the conversation flowed. 

When waking up the next day, with a new contact on their phone, and a goodbye written on paper over their kitchen counter, Hero smiled, they felt lighter.  

Videocalls, messages and meetings kept getting more recurrent, Hero spent less time at their agency trying and failing to avoid the cameras, and more at their own place, at coffee shops, cinemas and bookstores, visiting parks and…

‘IS HERO FINALLY LEAVING THE WORK TO THE PROFESSIONALS?’

A picture of themselves stared right back, smiling awkwardly on one of their first dates.

Hero sighed out, leaning back. 

“Everything all right?” 

“It’s nothing, just…” Hero smiled from the couch, “no, I’m fine, tell me, how was your day?” 

Lover plucked the magazine from their hands, taking a few steps away, and read it. 

“Assholes,” they said, skimming over the first pages “this is bullshit, look at this, they’re attributing your last mission success to Other Hero, my guy couldn’t even walk straight that day.” 

Frowning, Lover closed the magazine with disdain, as if the paper was guilty for the words on it written.

“Don’t throw it away, I was reading it.” 

“You were, love, not anymore, it’s not worth your time. Come on, I brought Italian.” 

Lover was truly a blessing.

And, after some months, Hero started to believe what they told. 

They were not careless, unplanning, they were quick, they could take the decisions that needed to be taken when no one else dared to deal with the consequences

They were tall and strong, of course, but they were not stupid, Lover said one night, they were the least injured after a fight, the more conscious about their body, about their movements, they knew how to use what they were taught. 

But overall, Lover promised, they were kind. 

Lover liked kind. 

Hero loved Lover. 

Perhaps that was why their chest physically ached with pain when they stood before the burning remains of their apartment complex. 

Sirens flashed and blinked around them, thick, dark smoke rose with the night smoke. 

Their lover’s eyes shone under the light of the fire. A sad glance was the last they spared before fleeing the other way.

Hero’s mind went everywhere for a moment, nowhere then, more a longer time. 

The flash of a camera pulled them out of their thoughts. 

Maybe they were right, they were stupid.

***

‘I’m sorry love, I was getting too close.’

_

Masterlist

Do I love it? no

Do I like it? not really

I'm trying to get out of my writers block (unsuccesfully, send help)

[moeblob]

Deacon loves two things: Ymber and digging himself a grave.

Fulj hates one thing: Deacon.

[coquelicoq]

[spoilers for the end of the double]

episode 40: a hot mess. that is my review. i have seen the epilogue, not translated so i don't know the details, but i got the gist of them raising their kid together which means that he must have in fact survived and returned to her, resolving the ambiguity of the final scene. i think what i'm most annoyed by is not knowing how he got off that battlefield. if you ignore the epilogue, the reading of the last scene that makes the most sense is that he died on the battlefield and she hallucinated him. which she does sometimes, as we had just seen in the hair-combing scene. like you get to the end and that now seems to be the point of that scene, specifically to tilt the ambiguity of "is he really there on that hill with her right now?" in the direction of "no she's imagining him." so what annoys me is specifically that sequence of: her hallucinating a tender moment with him - him on the battlefield with no way out - him very improbably showing up where she is, and i'm supposed to read that as "he survived (don't ask how just trust me bro) and the hair-combing scene was just filler"? fuck outta here with that. just leave out the hair-combing scene then. or the alone on the battlefield surrounded by enemies scene. you can't have both.

[no1ryomafan]

The only thing I’m hesitant about is if I do make in depth mega man post is I’m low key afraid to be hostile even if I’m having this moment of self awareness by that fact- it’s just a lot of the awful takes I’ve seen in the fandom stuck with me and I wanna give my two cents to how dumb some of them are but I have to also remember the tumblr environment of the fandom is probably the exact opposite of what I’m use to it given it was fucking twitter so the fandom is probably far *less* hostile here so I gotta like not be a massive dick/overly defensive about something I like when no one trying to beef with me anyways.

[onetwothree]

I LOVE NEMONA PENNY AND ARVEN'S FRIENDSHIP WITH THE PLAYER CHARACTER THEY'RE ALL SO CUTE AND FULL OF PERSONALITY ;W;

[katiehwang]

Detective Conan: The Phantom of Baker Street

a.k.a the father & son moments I absolutely love and wish we can see more!

[thedreadvampy]

I'm like. 99.5% ok about the breakup but boy that 0.5% sneaks up on ya

[hecksupremechips]

Fabric stores are so fucking awesome like I get to buy obscure fabric used to keep mosquitoes from getting through the windows and hear old ladies telling the people cutting fabric all their secrets

[coldercreation]

Sooo, when I received the email with the ao3 update I was beyond happy and waiting for the night to come so I could read it. And just now I opened tumblr and found out that the update is THE sad kitty© one sjgkskgklsigdi havent read it YET but now im even more excited if that’s possible…bc your writing is amazing and your children are amazing and i love them all. Thank you for everything and congratulations on finishing it! 🥳 We know it’s been fighting you for a long time now hehe

Awh heheh, thank you so much!!!<3

I'm surprised myself that it's THE sad!kitty lmao, I was starting to believe this day would never come. I genuinely gave up on it like five times and it was mainly because of this next chapter (which I'm hoping to upload v soon👀).

Me and this section of the story... We just didn't vibe, y'know? And we still don't, not really lol! But I've decided that it is what it is now. If it doesn't make sense and it turned out boring, then... So it goes :')

Although I'm being a bit of a hater, I do still like the chapter! I love writing Liam, and Lit's dynamic exploration is always one of my favourite things to get into!

I hope you will enjoy the confused bois figuring things out too🥺xx

[alinakerrin]

just had to put a fic on user comments only for the first time ever. Reminder to all of you that fic is a privilege and you will be denied it if you don't behave yourselves

[mycological-mariner]

I wish someone would stab me

[chainreh]

hey guys did u kno in the mygo band story instead of showing soyos childhood bc they cant fucking show that they instead give her an internal monologue where she says (im paraphrasing ) no matter how hard she tried to be useful to people, she always felt lonely and then she agreed to the band (crychic) bc saki asked her to and she thought Oh Great i can be useful to her too^^ and then when saki says their band is fate it made her feel "warm" (something tomori often uses as a descriptor for her feelings) and being with the other members of crychic, for the first time since her parents divorce she didnt feel lonely.

machine tl so take with a massive grain of salt

"If I can be needed, maybe my loneliness will disappear."

"With that in mind, I started cooking meals, doing the laundry, and doing other household chores in my mother's place."

"I was invited to join the brass band by a classmate, and I did my best to practice the double bass."

"My mother started to rely on me, and I found a place to belong at school, but..."

"But the loneliness didn't go away."

"Somewhere in my heart, I feel like this isn't the place I belong."

"I was called out to, and if I could be needed... That's what I thought, and I decided to form a band."

"I didn't have any special feelings towards the band, nor did I have any expectations..."

"It was the first time in my life that I was told that it was fate... It tickled me a little. It felt warm."

"When I was with these five people, I never felt lonely."

i didnt include every screenshot bc image limit on mobile but i hope this got the vibe across 👍i feel crazyyyy

[shrews-things]

There's one cashier at the local store who knows about my transition stuff and he wished me luck today and always asks how I am and it made me tear up a little and I can't phrase things well rn but there's something about strangers genuinely wanting things to go well for you that makes me incredibly emotional about humanity

[vaugarde]

another wc take is that the girlbossification of mapleshade is boring as hell