roachemoji · 3 months ago
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hey if you're running low on your meds and you've been putting off booking a Dr's appointment or calling your pharmacy, you should go do that right now.
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yawnyztired · 9 months ago
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Okay long snippet from “House Of Dexterios” Chapter two
Lumps turns off into an off highway truck stop on two wheels, and goes spinning wildly, kicking up pebbles in a snowstorm. Stargazer comes in hot on their startrails, albeit a lot more elegantly, and stops. There's a lot happening in the cavern of Eyons consistently mangled mind and maybe it's the panicked uproar of everyone else or the adrenaline, but Bayou can't seem to follow them. Eyon is propelled by the resurfacing wrath that blisters around their bones, climbing through their lungs and the livewire adrenaline that's searing restlessly in their veins. They're out of the truck so fast, with an urgency so chaotic and unhinged they look like they've gone rather mad.
“Are you out of your mind-?!” Stargazer jumps out of her car, arms out wide. There's a rock nestled in Eyons fist, everyone bustles out of the truck, and then it's gone faster than they can reach them.
“HEY! What the fuck?!” Luckily Eyons throwing skills are pretty on par with a cow playing baseball, so it misses the window, but puts a small sized dent in the door, scratching off some paint. Bayou jumps up, trapping Eyon under her arm, looking very displeased. Stargazer takes a long stride forward, and Bella steps into her path, not really in the mood for a full anxious brawl to break out. The pair glare at each other past Bella’s head. Bayou tucks Eyon further into her embrace, effectively confining them with both her arm concretely draped over their shoulders, and chin locked onto their shoulder.
“Sorry my friend here gets a little…um bothered when people start trailing them in their car. I feel like that's a fair reaction, right?” Bella tells her.
“You have to admit thats pretty invasive, anyone would be pissed.” Bayou says while Eyon is struggling out of her arms, to grab their writing instruments. The passenger hops out of Stargazers CUV, with his hands in his sweater pockets. Bella watches him for a second, glimmer in their eyes, before hooking a arm around Katies neck, and whispering:
“He's so bad.” The pair chatter for a moment, scraping slightly, and tittering together like school children. Eyon prays on the pairs distraction and wiggles out of Bayous arms, shooting her a glare.
“What the fuck are you fallowing us for?” Eyon snips, and Stargazer turns her attention back to them. The man beside her goes to speak up but is steam rolled by the flaming gaze sent in his direction, and promptly doesnt feel like intervening anymore. Instead he places his head phones back on his ears and catches Bellas obvious glances that keep being thrown in his direction.
“Thought wed join you on your trip.” Stargazer takes another long legged stride forward.
“You weren't invited.” Eyon bitches, retreating backwards a step or two.
“To the contrary actually.” They look up at Stargazer as she speaks, raising their eyebrows.
“You never said I couldn't come. So that's basically an invitation.” Stubborn. Annoying. Incessant. Lengthy. skyscraper. dumbass. liability. Who won't stop sticking her goddamned nose in my business! Which by the way might get her injured, killed or worse. Eyon scuffs their boots on the gravel.
“It fucking is not!” Eyon snaps at her indignantly, annoyance ringing in their head like a ginormous gong that keeps getting hit over, and over, and over, and, over, and over again.
“Yeah well you could use the backup.” backup? They snort. What backup? The pair of innocent bystanders that have no idea what their walking into, and will only get in the way, and probably die. Very helpful.
“We dont need any fucking backup!” Especially not you. Stargazer keeps stealthily stepping forward towards Eyon, who keeps a foot backwards to halt away from her. They do this penguin arm thing, oversized sleeves sailing with their arms that they're flapping back and forth.
“Well we're already here so you might as well make peace with it.” She sighs, still keeping this friendly pretence, even with the sour look she's getting.
“The hell I will.” Eyons hands come up to fiddle with their hoodie strings as they snark. Stargazers black and white dress sweeps acroos her knees as she steps forward with her long legs, adorned with long socks with little diamond shapes printed right where they rest below her knees. And Eyon cannot figure out why she keeps doing that, why she keeps trying to close that distance Eyon is holding onto like a lifeline. That few feet of space that feels so nice and safe. Eyon stalks backwards with a nasty glare. Hoping desperately that attention on them will drop away, far far away and that little pit in their stomach can clear a little bit. Clouds parting for the sun. But the dark eyes that pin them to the ground are stubborn and the uncomfortable pressure won't ease, their knee starts doing this familiar stutter. Like they're getting ready for a fight they crack their knuckles, trying to draw eyes away from their knee, mean little gleam forced into their eyes as they draw down their brows, screaming stop looking at me-dont look at me-dont look at me- dont want your attention-dont see me-get away from me-stop looking-STOP-
“So this is the journalist I take it?” Micheal nudges Bayou, who nods at him.
“Yeah she sure is.” And Stargazer's eyes fly over to him in a heartbeat, Eyon takes a breath they haddent realised they were holding, fingers itching for the container in their pocket. Alarm bells blare the moment Stargazer closes the threshold of distance and thankfully veers past them excitedly. Eyon sluggishly snatchs their smokes from their pocket, social exhaustion waying down on them so heavily they swear they can hear all their bones cracking under it. They sigh.
“Aww you've been talking about me? Hi, I’m Stargazer, i don't think we've met.” She puts her hand out for him to shake.
“Micheal. We haven't. But I've heard of you.” He takes it and gently shakes her hand.
“Nice to meet you. Good things I hope.” Stargazer says with her professional smile.
“Hardly.” Eyon snips flicking the lighter to light their smoke.
“Ah yes…just some uh choice words.” Micheal cringes awkwardly, remembering the synopsis he got on the road, where Eyon cut in at a longass traphic stop, and ranted off in every direction possible, spiralling like a broken record, that only cut off once the player caught fire and exploded like a science experiment that went lopsided when he was in middle school. It was mostly a bunch of empty nonsense, and half baked wacky bullshit but you had to read between the lines with Eyon. He had never been good at that, still wasn't , sure he could read one or two tells but he couldn't tell you what this anxious, fuming garble was actually about, what was really eating at them.
“Aww and here i thought we'd be friends, since we'll be working together.” They certainly left that out. Stargazer turns to Eyon, and they have to lock their knee to suppress the jittering, and thats not good. Stargazer must be too close because Eyon almost topples over whoever behind them to escape, the smoke screen of rage comes back up rising above their head like a chimney.
“Not likely.” They take a drag, detached and disinterested. It doesn't do what it's supposed to, Stargazer’s only egged on by their frigid demeanour, hops at it like it's a challenge.
“I'll get you to come around.” Like hell. Stargazer hovers towards them like a planet caught in their gravitational pull. Eyons glad for thr the first time since theyve met that they have to tip their head up to make eye contact, because they really dont like that gleam in Stargazer eyes. Its all shiny unfaltering confidence, burning determination, and deep uncharted waters. They hate how they feel so naked, like Stargazer has some deep unfiltered read on them already. Fucking journalists! They try to ignore it, how clear they see themselves reflected, how jarringly aware those eyes are, like they can see right through them, like she knows them. And she doesnt-she cant-doensnt know shit- They curl away, just wants to hide away like they always do. Cover comes swiftly, as a pair of grounding arms come and tuck them away. She smells like the water, like the calm, dependable force that water is, strong, and stable like Eyon could never be. Hushing them away like an angel without wings but they could almost see it, enormous wingspan speckled like her nose wrapping them up in golden feathers, like a cosy blanket in winter. Feels the phantom weight on their shoulders, grounding them so pleasantly with security with attentiveness, and they breathe better, more even. The ground feeling much more solid for a second.
“Eyon’s been driving for the majority of six hours, they're exhausted, actually we all are. So sorry to cut this lovely conversation short but we've got a case to solve and about three more hours to drive.” Bayous clear and concise, with an open gaze. Keeps a firm arm around Eyons shoulder, and laces their hands together before dragging them away to the car. Eyon curls up in the front seat, and unwinds bonelessly once the doors are slammed shut. Eyon can feel the worry fizzing orange where Bayous thumb is trailing asters across the back of their hand between them resting on the console. Their foot still shakes where its resting, but the tension eases in Eyon’s shoulders as freesias bloom across their knuckles chasing after the soft pressure of Bayous thumb, and the gentle tracing of her nails. They can feel it, the anxious thoughts in their head hushing with the calm circles drawn fleetingly in their palm, a lullaby that leaves heathers blossoming in the candle light brush of skin. Eyon squeezes her hand appreciatively. Thank you, love. All the harsh angles in their eyes washed back from the jagged shapes to something softer, muted and real. She squeezes back and firmly laces their fingers together.
The rest of the drive passes in a half conscious haze of colours and sounds, strange dreams bleeding in and out, memories threading golden throughout the unstable unconscious. Firm hands, chaste fleeting touches, joyous cackles, and murmurs of conversations mingling with continuous buzzing of music. Eyon is jarred from the blur behind their eyelids, when a firm hand squeezes their shoulder, erupting with coxcombs. They slit a tired eye open to consider the pair of eyes staring at them.
“We’re here, lovely.” Bella warbles at them.
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Our Beloved Trash-goblin is breaking down:(
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transformers-earthspark · 8 months ago
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chloesimaginationthings · 5 months ago
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FNAF Gregory is NEVER getting unbanned at this rate
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bigfatbreak · 7 months ago
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Birds of a Feather previous / next
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#my art#feralnette au#birds of a feather#long tags#sorry I went apeshit in the tags#LETS SAY IT ALL TOGETHER NOW#I - M - A - G - OOOOOOOOO#its fun drawing marinette's back to Alya and having her appear stout and unstoppable and totally logical#and then you see her face and she's like two seconds from completely snapping and is keeping it together by a thread#as a note just because mari feels very certainly abt smth doesnt mean she's right. feelings can be valid and also irrational#in the throes of grief she decided it was better to be alone than to lose someone again so she started pulling away#and lila made pulling away very very very easy to do#shes also vaguely aware she's being unfair in pinning this on alya which is why she started spinning the drain on cockmoth again#legitimately all the shit that's happened to her wouldn't have been so catastrophic if he was never in the picture and she knows it#but the bitterness of her bestie choosing a fantastic liar over her at the worst of times stiiiiiings#alya's personal timing was bad but lila really took advantage of the fact that marinette had been acting off and weird#she basically clocked marinette as being unstable from SOMETHING and made up a lie about her#knowing she wouldn't have the strength to defend herself#between her social life going tachy bc of lila and losing fu in a way that felt like personhood death marinette was really put on the spot#and alya doing her thing of busting in there and assuming her bias is correct was a terrible combo#essentially marinette is highly unstable and alya is just realizing that#busting in and giving her a lecture when she's slightly hysterical and definitely delirious from exhaustion is NOT the way#to show her she's self sabotaging#cuz thats just gonna make her double down on self sabotaging. bc marinette will not accept that she is also a CHIIIIILD
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rowanisawriter · 4 months ago
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Thanatos’s sprite being so intimidating with his scythe and his scowl and his pale eyes is actually so funny since it turns out he’s the most ridiculous character in the game and says shit like “what are we” and “i miss not feeling anything” and he gives you his little toy mouse that he’s just had in his pocket since he was a kid and his own mother confirms that he’s a category 1 yearner
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heartorbit · 12 days ago
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figure skating set right now please. thanks
#project sekai#pjsk#prsk#emu otori#proseka#tsukasa tenma#nene kusanagi#rui kamishiro#wxs#wonderlands x showtime#GUYS I AM PUTTING OFF WORKING ON MY COSPLAY SOMETHING STUPID. im tireddddd i like sleeepingggff i want to play and drawwwww#after work ​I literally ate a giant bowl of mac n cheese and climbed into bed. lifestyle choices of a 9 year old#anyways i want figure skaitng set. bad. PJSK HAS A WEIRDLY LOW NUMBER OF ACTUALLY WINTERY SETS... like 3. kind of.#i have some thumbnail sketches but im kind of stumped on composition for them. my idea was a nene focus set#(IF HER NEXT FOCUS ISNT PHANTOM OF THE OPERA THEMED INWILL DIE. BADLY. THEYRE GOING TO AN OPER AHOUSE. PLEADBR)#originally my idea was for nene to be biting a medal i was very sold on it bc i love nenes competitive side#however her outfit is so nice i want it to also be part of the art .. its heavily inspired by that one iconic eunsoo lim dress#from her somewhere in time program iirc. im really undatisfied with emus dress tbh my origimal idea was to give it a phoenix look#but a lot of the firebird/phoenix skating programs have very sleek dresses and i want emus to be fluffy. the balance is hard ..#and since i want her program song to be once upon a dream from sleeping beauty i swerved to make it look a bit like auroras ? but again#it definitely feels like the weakest of everybodys ... maybe i just love her too much and want her to look the best. sorry wxs.#tsukasas outfit is supposed to look like a shooting star. easy. program music moonlight sonata 3rd movement like from dazzling light. easy.#actually i like takahashi daisukes moonlight sonata program its a medley of the 1st and 3rd movement.. i think the calm at the beginning#is best. maybe smth like that.. for his card inhad him doing a haircutter spin but again. the outfits good i want the outfit visible. damn.#ruis the one im very set on even now. girl why are you so phantom of the opera.#it has a lot of beautiful programs to reference but the outfit i didnt really have any solid reference i kind of just balled#my main idea was to make it look a bit like both christine and the phantom.... gender Fluid.#my yapfest... i should be SEWING!!!!!!!!#despite my yapping im not that well versed in figure skating i cant really distinguish jumps i just like it . and medalist#i only do normal skating. bc i played hockey for like 7 years LOLLLL inlove skating though Heart.
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astravis · 9 months ago
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Based off this gif set
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lucabyte · 5 months ago
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siffrin starts the game with oddly empty pockets for a rogue who has a habit of stashing away every little trinket that isn't nailed down
and a hardy pocketwatch is an indispensable tool for oceanic navigation
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danggerine · 1 year ago
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going insane thinking about the harrow and palamedes friendship. harrow, who has never met another necromancer her age forming a bizarro 3D chess rivalry while pal worries about her safety at every possible turn. harrow, who is up to her eyebrows in paranoia and secrecy, trusting the sixth house with gideon unconscious and hurt, letting them into the ninth house quarters unsupervised. if “i cannot conceive of a universe without you in it” is goth for i love you, “death first to vultures and scavengers” has got to be goth for i love you (platonic). pal’s first reaction when harrow comes into his bubble in the river is to scoop her up in a hug, and at this point she doesn’t remember anything about him because cutting out all her memories of gideon is impossible without cutting out memories of the sixth, but she still makes him a skelehand to inhabit anyway. when harrow’s memories are finally whole, she tells dulcinea she couldn’t face pal knowing that his pen pal girlfriend died on her account, but the next time she “faces” him, palamades’s soul is in someone else’s body and harrow’s body is full of nona’s soul. he spends six months protecting and caring for harrow’s body (and nona obv), believing in the possibility of bringing her back to it the same way cam believed in him. “god, do you know i miss harrow terribly.” and by the time harrow comes back to her body at the very end of ntn, pal is gone forever, fully pauled. the last time harrow and palamades see each other as their complete selves is in canaan house, alive and unlyctored. two of the smartest and loneliest people in the solar system meet each other in the worst of circumstances and spend the rest of the story dancing around each other as fragments of themselves, trying to care about each other in the interim but never fully meeting like they did the first time. a friendship made almost entirely of missing the other person. “do you know i miss harrow terribly.” god. i need to lie down
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sunn-mechanic · 4 months ago
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[ID in alt]
Some Papyruses :]
+ spreading my papyrus can float propaganda.
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the-great-papyru · 5 days ago
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i think the thing a lot of papyrus takes get wrong is that they forget that, among other things, papyrus is funny. in my experience writing papyrus, i often find the most funny line is the most in-character one. an unfunny papyrus doesn’t ever feel like an accurate papyrus to me. it’s more than part of the game, it’s part of his character. and disregarding that is what messes up a lot of otherwise good impressions of him.
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egophiliac · 1 year ago
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so on the subject of the "Crowley is secretly Revaan/Laverne/Levin/please Twst give us his name" theory, I think my feelings are best summed up as "I don't really buy it, but it's funny". like, in all seriousness, I'm not opposed to it; I have enjoyed the writing in Twst so far and I'm willing to trust that whatever happens will, you know, make sense and not be terrible. but I'm just not really convinced by the current evidence! maybe that'll change once we learn more, we'll see!
with that said, may I propose a few alternate theories about the possible Crowley/Revaan connection:
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#art#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers#on this installment of things nobody asked but i'm going to talk about anyway#disclaimer that this is mostly a joke please don't get mad at me#(legit no shade to anyone) (speculation is one of the fun things about an ongoing fandom and you never know what'll turn out to be true!)#more seriously i do think there may be some connection that just isn't clear yet#but the more little breadcrumbs we get about what revaan was like the more i think crowley just doesn't act like him#i adore crowley don't get me wrong#(yes he's a dipshit. this is a feature not a bug.)#but like.#not to harp on the scene about lilia's nrc invitation (i am absolutely going to harp on it)#i do not believe that crowley would go through the trash to fish out the pieces and put them back together and save them#just because it was lilia's. just because lilia might want it again someday.#crowley can ✨yasashii✨ all he wants but we know what he's like#and i REALLY do not believe that lilia wouldn't recognize him. i didn't believe it before and i extra don't believe it now.#then again i do tend to be incredibly off about speculation so! who knows! i will trust the writing for now!#i do 100% believe that meleanor would fall in love with the world's biggest dumbass and then double down super hard. that part tracks.#that said i have decided that ambrose being revaan is actually the funnier option just because it would make crowley SO mad#it wouldn't make sense for him to be mad about it and that would just make him madder
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edwinisms · 4 months ago
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george rexstrew deserves awards for many things but i have to say. edwin’s bloodcurdling scream as niko gets killed deserves a whole award unto itself. like. that scream did not feel at all like a tv show scream. to a somewhat jarring degree. and i can’t express how much I respect that
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chiricat · 7 months ago
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ryomina demons are winning
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bathylychnops · 29 days ago
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lined a sketch from june of a nonpractical grilling outfitttt hedidnt actually wear it (he would though he could wear that) jettjust said he was gonna cook outside and stephen imagined vividly this outfit
+ other sketchess idid inthe same day back in june underthe read more cut thingy
I HAD TO EDIT THISBECAUSE I FORGOOOTTTT TO POST THE COLORED ONE 🙄
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