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mother-lee · 1 year
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within each burning frame is a tale of its own
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bluebelledmoon · 3 months
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"The Final Photoshoot"
gabriel agreste was soon found being strangled by a blue feathered boy after this was released
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tealgoat · 1 month
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Hihii ive been going insane abt itat since like the day i saw it lmao i love it sm
I’m kinda wondering, does Odile have a thing she just can’t look at the same after the loops are over? Like how Siffrin is with bananas n stuff?
Or is that gonna be saved for like. later or smthn
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She'd eventually figure out how to get the familytale
She'd even read through it multiple times
But with everything happening... As time "goes on" it gets hard to look at
She stops asking for it
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thosetrollkids · 6 months
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and not the fun kind of souvenir!
little taste of some sphinx douxie lore as im working on character info more here and there for the monster kids au...
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mothfables · 11 days
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Nightmare
While staying at Legend’s house, Four has a nightmare. He receives comfort and cuddles from the Vet and his partner
Legend wasn’t sure what woke him at first. He took a moment to cast his senses out, trying to figure out what brought him out of his (for once) peaceful slumber. It was still dark out, the only noise crickets singing and Ravio’s quiet breathing beside him. Nothing seemed out of place.
He furrowed his brow and rolled over to try and go back to sleep.
Perhaps a minute passed before his ear twitched and he scowled. Legend pushed himself up, biting back an annoyed sound, and ground the heels of his palms against his eyes with a quiet groan. Golden Goddesses, can he sleep through the night at least once in his life???
He slipped out of bed and moved for the door. He might as well check out whatever it was keeping him from his desired rest. Maybe it would go away and let him go back to bed... No, with his luck he’d probably have to chase it away with his fire rod.
Legend yanked the door open with a scowl only to start back in surprise. Four stood on the other side with a startled expression before his face pinched and he looked away. Legend opened his mouth to say something, snark about why he was lurking in the hallway at Din-damned o’clock, but then he took a closer look at the Smithy.
Four’s arms were wrapped tightly around himself and he was curled slightly inward. His hair was a mess and his sleep clothes were rumpled, like he’d been tossing and turning.
There was another quiet sound and Four turned fully away, holding himself even tighter as if afraid he would be made fun of. Legend frowned. This behaviour was odd, especially coming from the other hero.
Another small sound, followed by a sniffle, and Legend’s annoyance drained away as he realized what was going on: the smaller boy was crying, and trying to hide it.
It was the behaviour of someone obviously unwell but too afraid of mockery to ask for help.
Legend knew how he came across to the others - snarky, sarcastic, sharp-tongued, snappish. He did so on purpose, and though by now he knew they could see straight through it, it was an armor he’d worn for a long time. It kept him distant, but it kept him safe.
He couldn’t help but care, though, and this group of heroes was determined to drag it out of him into the light of day. The younger ones especially; he may hate being in charge in any way but that didn’t mean he didn’t look out for them in his own way.
(He was stubbornly ignoring that the others knew what he was doing, even if they pretended not to. The Veteran didn’t ‘do feelings,’ after all.)
Another muffled sniffle had him sighing, holding the door open and gesturing for the other to come in. “Well? Are you coming in or would you rather stand in the hallway all night?”
Four bit his lip before shuffling the few steps to the door, hesitating before stepping through and into the bedroom at another gesture from Legend. The sound of it closing behind him made him flinch, and then again when Legend put a hand on his shoulder in an attempt at comfort.
Then the older boy was moving towards the bed and Four followed behind on stumbling legs.
Legend patted the space between him and Ravio in invitation. Four clambered up after a moment, settling in awkwardly among the mess of pillows and blankets that made up the bed. Legend smirked at him, though the expression wasn’t unkind.
The two of them sat there for a moment, neither speaking, before there was a shuffle of fabric and a sleepy mumble from the other occupant of the bed.
“Hnn... Wus- wussgoinon?” Ravio slurred, blinking blearily as he tried to focus in the darkness of the room. Legend gave a small huffing laugh.
“Found someone lurkin’ in the hallway, Rav,” he replied. He ignored Four’s muttered ‘not lurking.’ “Figured it was better to bring ‘im in here than let ‘im freeze out there all night.”
“Oh. Okay.” Ravio blinked again, still mostly asleep, before the information fully registered and he pushed himself up, alert now. “Wait- why was there someone lurking in the hallway? I thought everyone else was downstairs? Are they hurt?”
Legend reached over to pat his shoulder. “Everyone else is downstairs, yeah. It’s the Smithy, and he’s not hurt that I know of. Unless,” he turned piercing eyes on the other, “you are? You better not be hidin’ something,” he threatened. Four shook his head, giving a self-deprecating little laugh.
“Not physically, no.”
Two sets of eyes focused on him at that, and he shrank back against the pillows.
Legend’s face pinched in that way that meant he was trying not to let his sharp tongue have its way and took a deep breath. Whatever he was about to say, though, Ravio beat him to it. The merchant reached out, pausing to let Four nod his consent, then gently set his hand on his arm.
“Nightmare?” he asked quietly. The softness of it made Four’s breath hitch and he nodded. Ravio rubbed his arm soothingly, which only served to make his eyes sting with tears again and he bit his lip in an attempt to keep it from trembling. “Do you want to talk about it?”
Four shook his head vehemently. He’d come up here to not think about it, and he’d prefer to keep it that way. He sniffled, rubbing at his eyes and unconsciously leaning towards the merchant, who hummed and pulled him into a gentle hug. He felt Legend pat him on the back, somewhat awkwardly, but still intended to be comforting.
The obvious care broke something in Four and he dissolved into exhausted tears.
Warmth surrounded him. Ravio pulled him closer and Legend began to run his hand through his hair, making Four shudder at the feeling. He sniffled, slowly feeling himself begin to relax.
A few minutes later his tears slowed and he sighed, resting his head on Ravio’s chest. Legend continued to run his fingers through his hair. Another minute and the small hero drifted off.
Legend watched as Four finally fell into sleep, the lines etched into his face fading as the tenseness left his body. He ran his fingers through the younger boy’s hair one more time, noticing he still had his headband on. The vet eased it off and turned to set it on the bedside table; hopefully the lack of pressure around his temples would help him sleep a little easier.
Turning back around, he was treated to the sight of Ravio yawning, showing off the slight bucktooth that Legend had always found adorable, clutching Four to his chest. The sight sent something fond through him and he couldn’t help but smile softly.
He gave his partner a nuzzle before the two of them moved to get resettled under the blankets. They lay facing each other with Four cuddled between them, his face still stained with tears but his expression calm.
With his family calm and relaxed beside him, Legend closed his eyes and let himself fall asleep.
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jae-in-a-trenchcoat · 8 months
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Spawned from a sketch dump. Interpret how you will.
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timothylawrence · 1 year
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One way or another, we're gonna figure out how to pull this off.
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sibyl-of-space · 4 months
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[tales of the abyss posting] you know, this is one of those things where i kind of doubt it was intentional, but it's effective storytelling anyway so who cares. in tales of the abyss asch is able to cast certain spells luke never learns. it kind of feels like this is supposed to show that asch is more capable than luke and luke is more of a brute force kinda guy, because asch can cast spells but luke can't.
...but, and i cannot emphasize this enough:
Asch sucks ass at spellcasting. spells use int for damage. asch and luke do not have int. they are idiots. they are good at punching stuff.
the thing that Asch can do that Luke can't, that sets him apart, is something he is neither built for nor good at. like if that isn't extremely on the nose.
(anyway im just dragging asch, i love him btw)
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End domain where you enter a fandom years after its peak and all that remains are you and the corpses of long forgotten content that you know you shall one day pick clean, leaving you with no where to go and nothing more to find.
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orangechickenpillow · 5 months
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No but the fact that Astarion is canonically an Edgar Allan Poe fan (or, at the very least, familiar with his work) is sooooooo good. Not only does Poe's work tend to have a dramatic, sorrowful, desperate flare to it that is very on parr with Astarion's own personality and backstory, but he also has a whole fucking story about being buried alive
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shoezuki · 2 months
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the essay i got due tomorrow n barely done is like. its good i like it im excited to write it and im so upset that i have no time and am sick like.
its in my fairy tales n folklore class n im writing on the subject of taboo topics in perrault's 'donkeyskin' and specifically the symbolism/metaphors of the donkey hide she wears n how it symbolizes her trauma haunting her long after she escapes her fathers attempts to marry her n like. i like the story a lot n how its kinda fucked up but perrault really watered down the father-daughter incest topic n tried to make it more 'safe' and less taboo. but he fucking failed and i wanna argue bout it so bad. but my head hurt
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mazojo · 10 months
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Summer 2023 Anime Watchlist
Horimiya: Piece - July 1
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Uchi no Kaisha no Chiisai Senpai no Hanashi - July 2
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Ayaka - July 2
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Wasure Hoshi no Volicia - July 3
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Suki na Ko ga Megane wo Wasureta - July 4
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Mononogatari 2nd Season - July 4
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Yumemiru Danshi wa Genjitsushugisha - July 4
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Watashi no Shiawase na Kekkon - July 5
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Jujutsu Kaisen 2nd Season - July 6
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Undead Girl Murder Farce - July 6
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Rurouni Kenshin: Meiji Kenkaku Romantan (2023) - July 7
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Sugar Apple Fairy Tale Part 2 - July 7
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Kanojo, Okarishimasu 3rd Season - July 8
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AI no Idenshi - July 8
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Liar Liar - July 8
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Zom 100: Zombie ni Naru made ni Shitai 100 no Koto - July 9
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Dark Gathering - July 10
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Bungou Stray Dogs 5th Season- July 12
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Tonikaku Kawaii: Joshikou-hen - July 12
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Shuumatsu no Walküre II Part 2 - July 12
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Hataraku Maou-sama!! 2nd Season - July 13
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Shiro Seijo to Kuro Bokushi - July 13
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Shiguang Dailiren II - July 14
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Shinigami Bocchan to Kuro Maid 2nd Season - July
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Spy Kyoushitsu 2nd Season - July
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Alice to Therese no Maboroshi Koujou - September 15
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bizlybebo · 4 months
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thinking about the planned/never executed dsmp timeloop ending again
and how everything makes so much more sense because of it.
thinking about how it explains the way it's a land beyond time, where their technology is still that of crossbows and swords but there's also vehicles (drug/burger van) and screens/computers (las nevadas).
thinking about how tales of the smp makes 100000x more sense with it. thinking about how wilbur didnt have a room in mizu because he could've removed himself from the loop by leaving the smp and going to utah (theory from @/idkwatthehec !!)
thinking about how it actually fixes the nuke ending,, to an extent.
thinking about how every character's story just has that much more impact, because they're so intrinsically Themselves and they've likely lived out similar arcs many times before since it's just the way that they and the people around them Are.
thinking about how such minor details, such as removing one person or object, could dramatically change the loop's course.
thinking about how much more terrifying the idea of limbo is after that. does it reset with the rest of the smp? does it exist beyond the loop? etc.
thinking about how, if wilbur was able to leave and escape to utah, does the loop extend outwards to the rest of the world, or is it just an isolated thing inside the smp? and what this would mean for the extent of drmxd's power
thinking about characters forgetting, but their souls remembering the tiniest things. tommy still getting a feeling of dread when he's near tnt. tubbo still jumping a little harder than normal around fireworks. ranboo getting an odd sense of sick deja vu when he sees obsidian.
eggpire-affected people having a sort of guilt that they can't understand the source of or why it follows them.
we couldve had it so good guys
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galakaz · 6 months
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Watched Meti not the bad guy's video on roland from ruina
*DO NOT WATCH the video until you FINISH LIBRARY OF RUINA as it contains extreamly major spoilers*
and it reminding me of many beats of the game (and even telling me new things since i havent read the original orlando story and not every single piece of side text from these games) and my final conclusion is library of ruina is currently the best piece of media i have ever engaged with
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posletsvet · 7 months
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Nothing from what I've learnt this morning is true, I'm gonna cuddle up with my cats and stay in bed all day and daydream about everyone being alive and happy
#jjk#jjk leaks#jjk 236#the most cruel thing of all is that gojo never got to claim the happiness of his youth back#all he ever knew in his life was being the strongest and fighting#gege goes around saying things like what gojo truly lacks is the sense of self#meanwhile gojo was othered throughout his entire life for what he is#he was slaughtered for what he is#he was sealed for what he is#he was left fighting alone because of what he is#gojo coveted change but he himself remains a static symbol etched into the narrative#and now he dies and his death is nothing but a symbol a cautionary tale for others to derive meaning from#at the end of the day gojo is a case study of a romantic hero archetype#he rejects established conventions because they suffocate him as much as his strength does only to be rejected by his society in return#he is the center of his own existence but still carries ideology which has others placed at its core#and he dies for his ideal forever estranged from the world he's put in#and it is all in vain#and it is the cruelest thing of all#and it can't be true it's not true it's not true it's not true it's not true#i need to go scream in the woods#me: it's devastating and terrible and makes me feel sick. i'm emotionally overwhelmed and would not be prepared to talk about it for weeks#my brain: okay but what if we analyze it–#apparently my coping machanism is compartmentalizing#the narrative never pretended to care about gojo as a person his character introduces a body of meaning and that's it#and it's how it's supposed to be honestly since he's not the main character he adds to the narrative but he isn't supposed to drive it#but it still aches so bad#he dies so that his ideal can live on he is not a person he is a narrative's symbol and this is as far as objectification can go
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roughentumble · 5 months
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WAIT ive seen a lot of selkie!jaskier, but what about selkie!geralt?
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