#maybe a ferry

[friendlyfoxpal]

Castaway giant

Oh dear, looks like @dekameter crashed and has been living all alone on a deserted island. Nothing but coconuts there. Crabs too. But they scare him. They are plotting something, whispering, dancing...

He's fine though really. He'll get help soon...

[morningstarwrites]

LuLu World selfie (Ch. 23 of OSAS!)

link to fic here

[fizzytoo]

the next location on the sibling-bonding roadtrip takes us to an airbnb campsite in plumbite cove, copperdale!

[artbyfinnbrown]

Tier List of how good Re:Zero characters are at killing Subaru

[imsodishy]

"You’re such a snob."

Eddie has to actually look around to see if someone else has snuck into his room who Billy could possibly be addressing. Billy's not looking at him, after all. He's digging through Eddie’s music collection, blonde curls obscuring most of his face, except the bemused little smile at the corner of his mouth.

But no, they're still alone.

"Excuse me?" Eddie demands.

When Billy flicks his gaze over to him Eddie gives a performative (theatrical even) second look around the room. "Have you not noticed where we find ourselves at present? Have you confused this trailer for a mansion somehow?" Billy just rolls those baby blues, always so eloquent.

Eddie sets aside the campaign notebooks he'd been doodling in, shifts off the bed, onto the floor to start crawling towards Billy, who turns back to the tapes, making a show of ignoring him as Eddie goes on, "Did you forget which boyfriend you're with right now? You must be thinking of the other one; hair like a rooster," he wiggles his fingers above his head like a crest, "Golden dubloons falling out of his pockets?"

"Dubloons." Billy snorts softly.

"Because I am not a snob." Eddie concludes as he sidles up behind Billy and wraps around him like an octopus, arms and legs and even chin all latched on.

"You absolutely are," Billy disagrees blithely, holding up Eddie's own Iron Maiden cassette above his shoulder for Eddie to inspect. "Music snob."

"Because of Ozzy?" he mumbles into the soft warm spot behind Billy’s ear, honestly rapidly loosing interest in the conversation.

"Because of what's not here."

"I am not nearly stoned enough for you to get all philosophical on me, Blondie."

"To that point," cassette clamshells click-clack together as Billy starts tossing them aside, "Metal. Metal. Metal. Metal, metal, metal, metal."

"I like metal. You like metal too." He flicks at the little spike dangling from Billy's earlobe with his tongue.

"It's not all you like." He reaches back to bury his fingers in Eddie’s hair as he starts kissing and sucking at his neck.

"You can't prove that," he says between nibbles.

Billy's breath has gone gratifyingly shaky, "Oh so that wasn't you grooving to Bryan Ferry in Harrington’s car the other day? That was some shaggy dog we picked up?"

Billy gasps when Eddie bites down hard on the spot where his neck meets his shoulder, "Shut up and put on some music."

[lumalalu]

helloo a friend of a friend escaped from gaza into egypt and is low on cash. his venmo is @mohammed-usruf if you have anything to spare

[kanalaure]

(*i dont know what kind of dog huan is, but he sheds. a lot. caranthir just wants to have ONE (1) space thats not covered in shed fur)

assume this is in the context of a modern au, or else that everyone is miraculously back from the dead and generally getting along fine and in the interim aman has had its industrial revolution and produced a more eco-friendly equivalent to our technologies

dont take this too seriously or get upset if your blorbo isn't represented, i filled out the ballot on a whim lmao. if you have someone you are Convinced would have one that isn't on this ballot, please do mention it in the tags

[saints-who-never-existed]

Today I'm thinking about the degree to which a person is responsible for the loyalty they inspire in others.

To be more specific, I'm continuing my rewatch and thinking about the degree to which Franklin is responsible for the loyalty he has inspired in poor wee David Young.

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Young's death is a foregone conclusion, one that's been years in the making to the point where he thinks nothing of his gruesome symptoms, yes. But his lionisation of Franklin is also a not-insignificant factor in Young neglecting to speak up about his failing health.

"I didn't want to disappoint Sir John..."

Then, as he continues to decline, Young relinquishes any semblance of bodily autonomy he ever had. He's terrified at the thought of being cut open and examined, begs for Goodsir to promise to refrain from doing so. But again, his loyalty to Franklin wins out - he trusts completely that whatever Franklin orders must be for the good of the crew.

"If Sir John orders it I will do it..."

And even as death rapidly approaches, Young isn't entirely free in his own mind either. He's an extremely vulnerable young man, little more than a child really. He's 3000 miles from home. He's dying and there isn't a thing anyone can do to stop it. He's even separated from his fellow Terrors now, friends who clearly cared for his well-being and could have been at least a small comfort to him as he passed.

Young is so so frightened and he can't even fully admit to and confront that fact because of Franklin.

"And don't tell Sir John I was afraid..."

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I'm not sure yet what my point is really.

Young's loyalty and devotion to Franklin serves to make his death just that more desperate and traumatic than it otherwise would have been and it just feels like there ought to be consequences for that somehow. It feels like someone ought to pay for the tragedy of it all...

[dirtgh0ul]

wipe away tears

[snailsaresnails]

Sometimes you’ve just gotta make an insane little bard jester boy and go fucking wild <3

Btw I need name suggestions for him so if you have any lmk in the notes plssss

[dogtoling]

i started making this for the ice cream splatfest and then just abandoned it for a month. but now i'm back. lesbians (and Engel) stay winning

[d-criss-news]

shannanferry: Summer dump ☀️👙🍉part ✌️

[demynom]

The thing about the ffvii remakes is that you will enjoy them more if you’ve played the original. You will also hate them more if you’ve played the original. It is impressive.

[ferryfoam]

Choosing to believe everything Garak says in ASIT not because I genuinely think he's telling the truth but because the intimacy of spilling your heart out to someone (whether or not what you're saying is entirely what actually happened) deserves a level of respect (and also in this case we the reader are Julian and I think he'd like to believe that after all that Garak would be at least vaguely genuine - maybe in the sense that the sentiment behind the stories he writes about are genuine, but the actual facts are not.)

[sezja]

Pray return to the Waking Sands as often as you could possibly want

[tankshaw]

Wonder World Amusement Park. Dahlia, California