#the rails are just gone

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Yes, this has become a Kate Mulgrew blog

[jingyuan-doodles]

hallo, I saw you asking for suggestions on what to draw for Jing Yuan and I suggest that you draw Jing Yuan and the hcq gossiping lol

this got way out of hand

[endlesslytired]

[abby-howard]

Part 2 of my 2023 hourlies; Part 1 here!

---CW family death (not sad)---

[thelastbraincell]

The best part of inheritance is when Arya tells Eragon that maybe, if he tried hard enough, she could love him in 50 years

And she was being dead serious

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Post 2.1 Ratiorine Thought(s)

Under the read more because of 2.1 spoilers

Nothing really advanced or complicated to say; I did a lot of laughing and panicking and "Awww"ing during their moments in the story. (Tiny Aventurine, you will always be a legend.)

But the one thing I really, really hope fandom will latch on to is something that might represent a slight shift in Aventurine's characterization in fics... I was toying with this thought even before 2.1, but the patch definitely solidified it.

Rather than the one to jump straight into the (at least physical aspects of the) relationship, I definitely think Aventurine is much more likely to be the kind of person to hold himself entirely aloof from anyone he develops any genuine interest in--because literally every single person he has ever truly cared about has violently died, in acts of horrific misfortune which are directly tied in Aventurine's mind with his own "luck."

I think that the moment he recognizes himself having even the slightest bit of genuine feeling for Ratio (or any character people might ship him with, really), he would fold his cards like wet tissue and run for the hills.

Nothing good has ever come from him caring for someone, and every golden glimmer of his otherworldly fortune has been bought at his loved ones' blood price.

Aventurine doesn't take deals that aren't beneficial for him.

And there's no way he can survive another loss.

The more he actually cares about someone, the further and further a relationship gets from ever being in the cards.

[edwards-exploit]

streamlined (technically air-smoothed for tangmere but shhh) 4-6-2s drama must be craaazyyyy- or, spencer visits the west coast railway company and fights the nearest hater there.

bonus: the part where spencer cannot escape those sr light pacifics.

[redcallisto]

Messy Dan Heng IL doodle from yesterday after I came home from like 2 days of traveling and being sleep deprived dfgdfg

(he would not make this face but i wanted to draw his fangs)

[nicoscheer]

mileskane In a shower in Paris x

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Literally me: (blushing, giggling, hiding my face in my hands, kicking my feet, running away)

28/02/2024 and he just decides to drop this:

Oh do I hate him 🫶🏽

Oh he KNOWS exactly what he’s doing

[one-sad-pancake]

Save me Aventurine! Aventurine save me!

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I know I'm primarily a Voyager fan these days, but when people ask me about my favorite TNG episode, and they're always confused when I hit them with:

[hydrachea]

Faded memories.

[cowboylikedean]

buying taylor/travis merch is so fucking weird and i hope every single person who's done it knows that it's fucking weird and everyone who looks at them wearing it thinks "oh my god this person is insane and has no sense of boundaries"

[alangdorf]

Sorryyyy for dropping off the face of the earth; got kinda shy after that last post but mostly I’ve just been writing though I cannot guarantee that any of that will ever be finished (also I’m very insecure about my writing AAAH). Figure I might as well post the valentines I had done (like two months late lol); interestingly this turned into more of a hand lettering exercise than I was expecting lol

[once-in-a-blood-moon]

Trick or treat!!

Solomon with MC's first time celebrating Halloween in the devildom (dressed up in costumes) and Sol is like "Halloween in Devildom is definitely much more fun! considering actual ghosts and ghouls are here" and MC actually gets scared lmao

Love your writings btw!! 🧡

Hi-hi! Thank you, I'm glad you like what I do! 🫶 Once again, the spinner gods were gracious, so you get a treat! Whoo! This turned out a little longer than I expected, but I do hope you enjoy!! 👻

Small warning of slightly gory depictions. Nothing major, but just in case!

Solomon x GN! reader

Halloween in the Devildom

“Come on, you look great!” 

You sigh, crossing your arms over your chest. “It’s not a matter of me looking great or not. It’s a matter of this being my first Halloween away from the human realm.” 

About thirty days prior, you were disheartened when you spoke to Solomon that you’d have to miss the spooky festivities with your friends back home. He had sympathized and suggested he take you out to a small Halloween festival that was being held in one of the districts within the Devildom. And while the Devildom was spooky enough all year round, you were a bit nervous as to what to expect from demons trying to celebrate a human holiday. 

Solomon nods at your hesitance. “I understand that this is a little different than what you’ve done in previous years, but I’ll make sure to stay by your side the entire night.” A small reassuring smile stretches on his lips. “I promise. We’ll have a lot of fun tonight - just you and I.”

The festival was in full swing, and it was quite lively at that. Many decorations scattered the sidewalks; there were carved pumpkins, large stringy webs that hung between lampposts, and assorted strands of colored lights, purple and orange, which reached from one end of the street to the other twinkled above your heads - to name a few. There were chattering crowds, various smells of food stalls that provided warm drinks and spooky treats, and the sounds of demons playing Halloween carnival-like games at the many booths that had been set up. 

Solomon made sure to walk at your pace as you eyed everything that the Devildom had  taken inspiration from the human realm traditions. Even he was impressed by the dedication and planning that went into this festival.

“So, what do you think? Not as bad once you’re out?” He questioned, leaning towards you so you could hear him over all the ruckus. 

No, it wasn’t bad. It was certainly an exciting festival. The decorations and crowds were to be expected. However, the costumes… While you and Solomon chose the usual mildly spooky tropes often seen worn in the human realm, many of the demons went all out. Some of them used magic to create horrifying illusions along with their costumes, most of which were gory. You couldn’t count the number of times you saw the beating heart in the chest of a random demon on the street. The holiday of Halloween is a familiar part of human culture, but the way the demons dressed up for the occasion was almost a culture shock - or just a shock in general. 

You kept your attention on the sights around you as you finally spoke. “It’s certainly something…” 

Just then, you both pass by a booth that encourages those who play to throw an object at the target to dunk the demon sitting above a tank of water. The object in question was the apparatus of a severed head which belonged to the ghost running the game. You lurch forward slightly at the sight of demons waiting in line, laughing, rather than being greatly disturbed by the fact they are flinging the head of some random dead guy.

Solomon notices your wide-eyed stare, and he steps in your line of vision to hide the game behind him. Concerned about your well-being, he gently grabs your shoulders, trying to calm down your nerves, and perhaps, queasy stomach. 

“Hey. We can leave if you don’t feel comfortable. There’s no shame in that.” 

Your eyes refocus on him as you try to ground yourself after seeing such a shocking scene. “Uh…maybe that would be best. Yeah, okay.” 

He offers you a comforting smile, showing no judgment on your decision. With consideration of your jumpy state, he takes your hand and leads you through some side streets that are empty to get away from the festival. Once you're both in the clear, now with only the sounds of your shoes on the cobblestone, Solomon speaks up.

“So, how about we go back to Purgatory Hall and watch some scary movies? We could invite Simeon and Luke to watch some with us.” He chuckles mischievously. “It might even be fun to see Luke all scared, am I right?”

Songs: What’s a Girl To Do? ~ Bat for Lashes, Necromancin Dancin ~ Bear Ghost, Transylvanian Concubine ~ Rasputina

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I think my favorite breed of RenHeng is definitely:

Even in the Shackling Prison, Dan Heng had just enough memories of Yingxing to be hopelessly, achingly in love with the man despite never meeting him in his current life, spending years agonizing over the cognitive dissonance of wanting to leave every single shred of his previous incarnation behind but being unable and unwilling to let go of the exquisite gentleness and warmth of that one person--

Only to be told that Blade is Yingxing. That his greatest source of horror and anger is the same person whose calloused fingers nightly trace the line of his cheek in his favorite dream, the one that used to make Dan Heng feel like a treasure, like something worth keeping--

And how, how is it fair that he's still being punished? How deep are the sins of his past that he isn't even allowed to keep the illusion of being wanted? How could Dan Feng take every fleeting glimmer of Yingxing's love and leave Dan Heng with only his hate?

How is he supposed to live, having all these broken, beautiful memories--and still having nothing at all?