#it's very end of Candide

[ruvviks]

PLEASE DO NOT TAG AS YOUR OWN OC OR PAIRING.

Nathan and Ruben share a bond more powerful than most; mutual understanding through past experiences no one should ever have to go through, and through past actions so horrible they cannot be spoken of. Their grief and the blood on their hands binds them to the STEM technology they created, which has alienated them from the rest of the world— but they give each other the comfort they have both longed for so desperately for years, and that is all they need. They are each other's counterpart; you cannot imagine one without the other, like two sides of the same coin. Through their pain, their grief, their desire, and their regret, they have become one.

anna akhmatova, the guest // bones; equinox // 'i won't become' by kim jakobsson // agustín gómez-arcos, the carnivorous lamb // by oxy // achilles come down; gang of youths // czeslaw milosz, from 'new and collected poems: 1931-2001' // 'extended ambience portrait from a resonant biostructure' and 'migraine tenfold times ten' by daniel vega // a little death; the neighbourhood // marina tsvetaeva, from 'poem of the end' // by drummnist // katie maria, winter // 'nocturne in black and gold the falling rocket' by james abbott mcneill whistler // micah nemerever, these violent delights // body language; we are fury // 'the penitent' by emil melmoth // chelsea dingman, from 'of those who can't afford to be gentle'

taglist (opt in/out)

@shellibisshe, @florbelles, @ncytiri, @hibernationsuit, @stars-of-the-heart;

@lestatlioncunt, @katsigian, @radioactiveshitstorm, @estevnys, @adelaidedrubman;

@celticwoman, @rindemption, @carlosoliveiraa, @noirapocalypto, @dickytwister;

@killerspinal, @euryalex, @ri-a-rose, @velocitic, @thedeadthree

[archduke-enver-gortash]

need to finish that gort is simultaneously great and terrible at being “religious” essay some day

[phoenixcatch7]

Gem fusion au with a cryptid batman AND supernatural prince of Gotham Bruce Wayne.

In the eleventh hour the city is saved by the world famous demon creature finding the mysteriously missing prince and, in an act of true sacrifice and love for the rotten city, Bruce Wayne miraculously performs a perfect fusion with the monster, the glittering jewellery of status now adorning sweeping wings and fitting perfectly to the symbol in its chest, a diamond and pearl crown floating between two enormous pointed ears.

[adriles]

Oh look . All of my favorite War Boys are here to entertain me

[troutfur]

A follow up prompt to my last because how could I miss the newly appointed Squirrelstar! A Squirrelstar centered scene within the tanist framework would be interesting.

For ease of access I think I have compiled all possible candidates. Berrynose (Bramble then had CherryMole); Foxleap (Squirrel then mentored Cherry); Rosepetal (Squirrel then mentored Mole, Fern, Lark, Stem and Bristle) and Sparkpelt (BrambleSquirrel then had FinchNight). Would Lionblaze count in the running as an adopted son?

The tanist election is going to indeed be crazy by ASC times! I think I'll have to revise this however because the rule is that elligible candidates are apprentices, children, grandaprentices, grandchildren, and so on of the leader before the current. Before Squirrelstar, who got in as a Firestar kit, it would be Bramblestar. So we've got:

Berrynose (Bramblestar's apprentice, father to Cherryfall and Molewhisker)

Cherryfall (Berrynose's daughter, mentored Sparkpelt)

Molewhisker (Berryonse's son, mentored Alderheart and Honeyfur)

Sparkpelt (Bramblestar's daughter, mentored Twigbranch, mother of Finchlight, Nightheart, and Flickerkit)

Twigbranch (Mentored by Sparkpelt and herself the mentor of Flywhisker)

And we know I have gripes with the disinheriting thing from a narrative standpoint but in the interest of keeping the candidate list short I'm going to rule that no, Lionblaze would not count but not because he's not Squirrelflight's son but because Bramblestar disinherited him. But for funsies, here is the elligible Lionspawn if I had allowed them in:

Lionblaze (Bramblestar's son, mentored Dovewing, father of a whopping 6 kits: Fernsong, Hollytuft, Sorrelstripe, Spotfur, Snaptooth, and Flywhisker)

Fernsong (Bramblestar's grandson, father of Bristlefrost, Thriftear, and Flipclaw)

Sorrelstripe (Bramblestar's granddaughter, mother of Bayshine and Myrtlebloom)

Spotfur (Bramblestar's granddaughter, mother of Stemkit, Bristlekit, and Graykit)

So that's either 4 or 8 out of... Bonefall said over DMs it's 43 so let's run with that figure. Either 9.3% or 18.6% of ThunderClan right there elligible for the position.

“May all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the high-ledge for a Clan meeting!” Squirrelflight’s voice boomed across the stone hollow. Behind her a bedraggled-looking Bramblestar dragged himself out of his nest, his paws dragging behind and his hollow eyes downcast.

Quickly the whole of ThunderClan arranged themselves in their familiar position forming a semi-circle centered on the jutting ledge. Jayfeather as the senior medic climbed up to be by his leader’s right side while Alderheart remained among the rest of his Clan members. Squirrelflight’s candidates for the position of the tanist fanned out right behind as they exited Bramblestar’s den.

Getting their leader to agree to their plan for his resignation had been a team effort. But now came the part where they were each on their own.

Of course her tanist candidates weren’t only motivated by the allure of the position. It was clear for everyone to see that Bramblestar’s prime had come and gone and thus there needed to be a change in their leadership. But it wasn’t an insignificant factor, at least in getting Cherryfall and Molewhisker’s help. Unlike Twigbranch or Sparkpelt who she could appeal to directly, to convince of ThunderClan as well as Bramblestar’s own need, Berrynose’s kits more of a needed a reason to betray the memory of the leader in which their late father had put his whole confidence all his life.

As the last of the crowd arrived chatter and speculation began to ripple across. With their four choices laid out in a neat row inside of the semi-circle it didn’t leave much room for interpretation anyway. But considering how long ago ThunderClan last had an election for tanist it would certainly still be a shock when the words left her mouth.

“Cats of ThunderClan!” Squirrelflight announced. “Bramblestar has decided to step down as our current leader and as his tanist I will be assuming the leadership role. I will be heading for the Moonpool as soon as possibel but before I do we ought to settle the matter of our next tanist.”

“Alderheart, fetch the pebbles,” Jayfeather shouted to his junior medicine cat from his position in the high-ledge.

“As is our custom,” she continued, “all warriors will be given a vote in who that cat will be. Before you is Bramblestar’s legacy. Select from among them the cat who will support me from this moment forward.”

“Is the ShadowClanner going to be allowed a vote?” Cherryfall asked, turning towards Sunbeam in order to shoot her a venomous glare.

Nightheart bristled at the attack towards his mate. “Of course--”

“She is not,” Squirrelflight interrupted. “Sunbeam,” Squirrelflight said with a deliberate pause to bring Cherryfall to attention, “is only a guest among us for now. Until she passes her trial she won’t be allowed the right to participate in electing our tanist. Besides, it wouldn’t be reasonable to expect her to make a wise choice when she has barely known us very long. StarClan willing a new tanist won’t have to be elected soon but eventually the time will come.”

Satisfied, Cherryfall gave a nod and resumed her previous proud posture.

[thebirdandhersong]

But where do I put all this love? It's inside of me, growing and festering and threatening to explode out of me. Who do I give it to now? Where does it go? Where does it go to fade away? Where does it go to die a quiet death? There isn't a pair of familiar hands to receive it anymore, and no longer a welcoming mailbox waiting with its mouth open. Where does it all go and where should I put it? Who do I love now, the way I loved that boy?

[fatcowboys]

my PA for ajovy got denied (booo) but the reason it did was bc a neurologist needed to prescribe it which i already had an apt set up for and gad yesterday (yay!) and the appointment went really well and i like the provider a LOT of migraine management (YAY!!!) so now i am once again waiting for an ajovy PA to be approved lmao

[deathishauntedbyhumans]

why did a guy i used to have a situationship with try to canvas me into voting for a candidate for congress last night at the bar

[necro-hamster]

anyways. i need to draw corpo liam from a very specific au that lives in my head where he actually managed to get a netwatch job he was canonically denied as a teenager

[vespertin-y]

in an ideal world UDG/DRAE would’ve been a remnant capture game, but kotoko nagisa masaru and jataro still exist and are just nagito’s kids. not warriors of hope or remnants of despair, literally just Nagito’s Weird Kids.

[youweremyridehome]

cant wait to go straight to bed after work tonight (it's currently 7.56am)

[semi-sketchy]

Little reminder to refresh your data every once in awhile! This can be as simple as taking a folder and copying it to the exact same spot then deleting the original. (Don't use cut, that's a moving process.)

Refreshing your data helps prevent bitrot on rarely accessed files!

[the-sunshine-dims]

every day i think about wolf

[todayisafridaynight]

kokeshi doll but of arakawa durin his theater days......... do we know what i mean.......

[perfunctory-idols]

Beck at 105.9 the X Radio Show in 1998 (x)

[terrainofheartfelt]

Dan made Blair happy. He got her our of the depression she was in from Chuck. Blows my mind to this day it wasn't Serena

the show did Serena wrong in so many different ways, and one of the ones that irks me Most is that they made her one of the people who made Blair feel responsible for Chuck's behavior and well-being. >:(

and, per your comment about Daniel, as the prophet taylor wrote: do I really need to tell you how he brought me back to life?