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[helps-the-writing-brain-go]

Home is where the City is

Due to Fawcett always shifting places, Fawcetites have taken to rolling with the changes to their home until it changes again. This would be somewhat fine if not for the fact they consider wherever a Fawcetite roams (within a certain radius from a centre only Fawcetites seem to be able to sense) to be Fawcett itself.

This causes things like:

*clear shootout in the street* 💥💥💥

Fawcettite: Huh, bullet rain today? Damn weatherman was wrong again!

Gothamite: Dude, get out of the street!

Fawcettite (can sense he is Not of Fawcett): Hello friend! What brings you to Fawcett?

Gothamite: What? No, this is Gotham. What are you even doing here, man?

Fawcetite: *casually dodging brawling goons* Well, how rude. Sorry, my good fellow, what did you say? Business or pleasure?

Gothamite: Neither! Move!

[sealsdaily]

Today's Seal Is: The Smallest

[detailtilted]

J2 Exit & Piggyback Ride - Full Combined Version

I was going to go insane if I didn't do this.

Original Sources (Links go to the videos I used.)

15.92 seconds and all the audio from coeursatellite on X.

18.73 seconds from lorywinchester__ on Instagram.

12.97 seconds from yun_sakura on X.

6.45 seconds from KeepFrmDrowning on X.

6.15 seconds from lizzie2110 on X.

5.18 seconds from Giuliaesph on X.

3.37 seconds from J2_spn_ on X.

3.15 seconds from 21minorly on X.

[felinefatali]

continued/ @voltagecrow

Esper’s eyes seemed to glint in intrigue as she spotted the flicker of light that flashed to life across the hero’s veins, her smirk growing wider as they began to charge towards her.

“Aw, you think of me as your opponent?” She questioned, chuckling in amusement as she quickly stepped to evade, hopping up as she began to levitate into the air, attempting to gain more distance from them. “Oh, please. I just wanted an up close look at that quirk of yours. That so bad?” the vigilante mocked, tilting her head as she spoke.

[iceman-maverick]

Last Line Challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like). 

Tagged by dearly beloved @oathkeeperoxas unsurprisingly, my most recent line is from an alpha maverick in rut fic 🧘‍♀️

“Maverick,” Ice said, pulling back a bit.

He whined at the loss of contact and followed after him. Ice pulled back further, stepping fully out of Maverick’s arms, “I mean it,”

"Yeah, yeah, I heard you,” Maverick pulled him back, this time flush against himself so Ice could feel just how closely Maverick was paying attention. They were alone for the time being in the showers, and Maverick intended to make the most of it.

Tagging: @whatiwouldnotgive @lightsabersandpens @consultingunicorn22 if yall wanna play 🫶

[evildilf2]

😭😭😭😭😭😭

[cloneontheloose]

"Please no please no please no-"

(Don't worry toooo much about the name thing lol. Im patient, don't worry!

I originally had them named Mimic actually, but thought that was too cliché and over used. But Faux or Mimic wouldn't be a name they'd call themself if they had the choice.

If you were to ask them directly what to call them? Well they'd be all "I don't really care, but others usually call me *lists a bunch of synonyms for fake*" And then be all sad and mopey like a kicked puppy lol. And he's too hesitant to actually give himself a proper name.

Uhhhhh few nickname ideas in case you want them ig? Something like Lucky or Clover might work with his odd connection to Chance... Or maybe something related to their whole "flickering" thing going on when they switch forms? Like Spark or Lumi...

I know it sounds a bit silly giving you ideas for what to name my own character, but I genuinely don't think he'd give himself a name. It would have to be from someone else. Have to be meaningful. And I COULD just have them be named in their backstory, but wheres the fun in that lol?

But again, if you don't want to then thats fine lmao. I can always figure something out!

Uhhhh sorry for the short rp section. Couldn't really think of anything meaningful and I mostly wanted to elaborate on the names thing. Bros just gonna be panicking for a while now. Feel free to just delete this ask lol.)

-Faux

cw: red

Breathing, breathing, breathing.

He moves like a clone, making beelines before abruptly switching, changing direction.

He moves like what he is.

Back to his roots.

Panic makes people behave in strange ways, doesn't it?

Maybe then, he'll find who he really is.

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[cardiolog1st-gone]

plot call !!

[midnightwind]

God alright have the like 4th or 5th attempt I've made in the last decade to write the opening to the Hunted, you might understand why I am Unwell about the sad wet dog of a man possessed by a demon in the funny dragon game now

[allmywardensaresafeandsound]

DATV hype! Questions 6, 7 and 11!

Do you have your Rook(s) planned out to any degree? If so, would you share some details or ideas you have?

So, it's less "Rook(s)" ideas that is just sort of general oc ideas I already had floating about, but I don't know how much they would fit Rook yet. I guess to better enjoy the experience of the game I should start with a blank state but uhm, we'll see.

My oc ideas that "could" fit DA:tV so far are :

A tevinti blood mage stuck in a bad position (don't know what kind of bad position yet) who I guess would be part of the shadow dragons;

A former dalish whose clan was killed and joined the crows for survival (I had planned him more as a NPC originally, more akin to a Fen'harel agent), and I guess he could be a veiljumper too, but I was mostly sticking to the crows for aesthetic reasons. I do wonder how the veiljumpers came to be and how much they tie to other factions.

All on all I don't want to build anything complex yet, I would love to discover the game as I play it and then have fun making as many ocs and diverging paths as I go hehe.

A lot will probably come down to the character creator too, no doubt.

Which character from the previous games or other media are you most hoping will make an appearance in DAV?

Ooh mh, it's mostly a joke at my expense by now because I think it's *very* unlikely but....... Zevran, my beloved. Other than him hoping for Dorian, of course, which I think it's more likely (he *is* my favorite DAI romance...... to hear him gush about my Inquisitor 🥺).

Bit curious about Kieran too, but I think it's very unlikely he'll make an appearance as well.

What's one thing you'd really like to see in this next game?

Mhnnnnnn hard to say, this game teases about a lot already. Clearly the whole Black City stuff and its link to the Blight will be talked about, which is something I hope to see. There's nothing about the Qunari Invasions yet which is something that intrigues me a lot too, their culture, where they came from, what possibly they were running from. They are clearly as much an interesting "threat from the beyond" than the Veil stuff, even if from a completely different point of view, so, yeah, very intrigued and curious about that too.

[felinefatali]

continued/@erxsxre

“Ha! Seriously? Come on Eraser, I thought you were perceptive… I don’t try very hard to hide it from you, either.” Esper snickered. “You sure you’re not just enjoying the attention from me…?” she teased, flashing him a cheeky wink along with a grin.

[shithitsmynipples]

Wrote some extremely emo shit

—

I hope that I die in my sleep and it takes them weeks to find me.

I hope that I’m only discovered because of the smell.

Rotting and purifying on the cheap Walmart sheets, pulling up at the corners like they always do.

A Sisyphusian task, too great for the once weary hands now turning to bone on their surface.

I hope that I die in my sleep and leave a great hole in my wake.

I hope it brings horror and grief,

Cruel as it sounds for I cannot believe I am loved.

It cannot penetrate through all this pain and malfunction, engulfing my being like great pendulous, cancerous growths.

Getting larger and larger until it consumes me

And the disease speaks with my voice and wears my clothes.

I hope that I die in my sleep and the news trickles out to the town.

I hope that it graces the places I stepped in,

I hope that I’m there like a ghost

I hope that in death I hold more significance,

My work and my weight and my worth.

I hope that I linger on your fingertips in warmth stolen from memory

Now cold in the dark and the dirt.

I hope that I die in my sleep and it frees me.

I hope that I do not cause pain.

I hope that I wake to the sun on my face,

The curse and the ache

Fading away like a dream

[thetransdino-soul]

Fake and Found

Sometimes, it doesn’t feel real. Nothing is real. She was lost. Her heart weak, her breathing shallow. Nothing is real. She is lost. Hiding. From her head, her heart, her soul. Everyone always uses those words together as if they mean something. The words mean nothing. Nothing is real. She is lost. Who is she? She doesn’t know. She is lost. From herself, from everyone else. They don’t know her. They don’t see her as a person, only an achievement. She is lost. 

What is lost? Is it literal? Where is she? Is it figurative? Her body is here, but where is her mind, her heart, her soul? Nowhere, and everywhere. Nothing is real. She is lost. A husk, an empty shell of herself; mind filled with anger and fear, skin slick with blood and tears. 

They see, they know. They have no intention of trying to understand. To them he is fine. He is not worth the effort. They say they love him, that they care. They don’t. Nothing is real. He is still lost. Find him, see him, understand. It doesn’t matter. Nothing is real. He is lost.

[mini-games]

Mini-game: Start!

Scavenger Hunt:

Find out Facebook was down! (0/1)

Rewards: Confusion

Reblog this if you didn't even know Facebook was down.

[shatterofstars]

❝ do you like it here? ❞

Star had been sharing his blade with a whetstone, which he found relaxing to do in his down time. He was grateful to Rictor who taught him many things, like how to tell time. Free time was still such a foreign concept to the swordsman.

He had met many people but one stuck out, the archer who was a normal man with a gift of sharp sight. There was a part of him who wish to do battle but something told him the archer wouldn't be too interested. These mortals of this world didn't appreciate a good fight.

The question caught him off guard a bit and he paused sharpening his blade. He never really thought about it. Well, Rictor asked him before when they first met.

" I find this place very confusing but endearing. I'm perplexed at the fact that fighting is not an everday occurrence unless you count the WWE. Rictor showed me that and the play acting is intriguing but the theatrics off putt any realism. There is no real blood shed nor honor." He explained. " Humans of this world seek out peace over bloodshed. I suppose that is endearing. "

He continued to sharpen his blade. " I enjoy this world. Despite people seeking peace, they are endearing. I do not like their discrimination. It's baseless and comes from weak minds. There is no such concepts Mojoworld, just one Warrior to fight another or the entertainment if those who watch."

No, it was a different kind of oppression on one he would fight a million times to find his fellow fighters free.

" Does that answer your question, Archer?"

[blizardstar]

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