#thread: remember

[nxttheendxfthestxry]

Yarrow sighs. He's not ready for this conversation in the slightest, but if Cora's starting to remember Aneela, then they need to talk about it sooner rather than later. "Okay, tell me what you remember, and we'll go from there." - ( @storystartsanew )

"Not much past the name." Cora shrugs, frowning a bit and thinking. "I mean, I remember arguing a lot? And like I said, just the name really fills me with rage."

She looks at him, cocking her head. "What happened?"

[mathysphere]

In 1999, on the 30th anniversary of the first moonwalk, the members of rec.crafts.textiles.needlework shared their memories of the historic event. Transcripts in alt text.

[aslyran]

Visions

[gloriousmonsters]

love when you can ask the Narrator why the Princess is a Princess and he's like 'well i uhhhh YOU did that. maybe it's because uh... something something about her being above you... but still approachable... look i don't want to analyze or anthropomorphize your--' my guy. i am a primal being of Order and Eternity and Shaping. You're the one who convinced me I was some dude and were quite willing to take credit for shaping my view on the world through narration five seconds ago. Are you gonna look me in the eye and tell me the desire to interpret something worthy of adoration and more powerful than me as a dommy princess is written in the very nature of the universe or are you going to show me your browser history like a man

[leucoratia]

My favourite loser scientist (we are legally married)

Handplates!Gaster by @zarla-s (thank you so much for this AU it has given me life for the past 6 years)

[aquamanandfriends]

Better Than Remembered [Quinton/Raisa]

@thestoriesincoffeestains

He'd been to this bar a million times, and a few times on comedy night. But once he saw Raisa's first set a few weeks ago he might have timed it to come back and see if she was actually as good as he remembered, or if he'd just been really drunk.

She was good. Even better than he remembered actually.

As soon as she finished her set Quinton slid away from his group of friends and over to the bar where he asked the bartender to put the first two drinks Raisa ordered on his tab.

His wingman followed him over to the bar and leaned over, helping keep an eye out as they started to chat. Even if she didn't grab a drink, he'd give it a shot next time. "I don't think I've laughed this hard in a long time," he admitted with a grin, sipping on his own drink.

[spriteofmushrooms]

The first time Jin Guangyao held Jin Ling did not go as he'd expected. Jiang Wanyin, half-mad and barely functional, for some reason had been allowed into the nursery by Jin-furen. The moment whispers of this reached Jin Guangyao, of course he went to intercede; and it was fortunate he had. He could hear wailing halfway down the corridor.

"Why is he crying?" Jiang Wanyin demanded of the wetnurse as he held the baby incorrectly.

"This one is sure Sandu Shengshou knows better than her," she replied, eyes wide. Jin Guangyao made note of this, but he had few hopes of improvement. Jin servants knew to be meek.

"Obviously, I don't," Jiang Wanyin snapped, brows furrowed as he stared down at Jin Ling. Jin Guangyao purposefully brushed the silk of his robe, and like a dog Jiang Wanyin raised his head at the sound. "Lianfang-zun, what am I doing wrong?"

With a smile, Jin Guangyao moved between the shaking wetnurse and the mad dog of Lotus Pier. "Jiang-zongzhu, babies require support. Adjust your hand--yes, ah, slightly to the side--"

"Please just show me," Jiang Wanyin said, sounding tired as he held out Jin Ling.

The moment stilled. If his cultivation were better, Jin Guangyao believed he would hear the wetnurse's breath stop. She was, after all, expressly forbidden from allowing his whoreson hands to touch his nephew; yet neither of them could deny a sect leader.

A-Ling was warm and soft, sweetly heavy as all babies should be. His embroidered, daffodil-colored swaddling still burned with the heat of Jiang-zongzhu's high cultivation. Automatically, Jin Guangyao checked the boy for a fever; but of course no illness was allowed to fester in this child.

His chubby cheeks were red from crying, but as Jin Guangyao settled him in his arms, Jin Ling slowly quieted.

"As expected of Lianfang-zun," Jiang Wanyin said, slightly mocking.

When Jin Guangyao gauged his expression from under his eyelashes, however, Jiang Wanyin seemed wistful. He looked as young as he was.

(For a moment, Wen Ruohan's laughter filled his mind. "Xiao-zongzhu" had been a common target of derision, in the beginning. Wen Chao's account of the rape of Lotus Pier had been unusually thorough, and its contents were well-known amongst Wen Ruohan's inner circle. Jin Guangyao had not included the details in his reports to either his father or Lan Xichen. He doubted that this discretion would matter at all to Jiang Wanyin, who had tortured Wen Chao at the side of Wei Wuxian. What would he do to Jin Guangyao for being the last to know?)

Choosing to ignore the self-deprecation and memories both, Jin Guangyao instructed Zidian's master on the handling of human children. Jiang Wanyin made an attentive student, but he did not reach to take Jin Ling even once Jin Guangyao finished. "Would you like to hold him?"

Frowning with concentration, Jiang Wanyin nodded and sidled closer. He held his arms as Jin Guangyao had shown him, and then he checked Jin Guangyao's face, seeking approval.

"Good," Jin Guangyao said. Jiang Wanyin didn't smile, but some tension eased. Careful not to touch hands, Jin Guangyao returned Jin Ling to his jiujiu.

The wetnurse's gentle "oh" described the scene well.

Against the black and violet, Jin Ling looked like a ray of sunshine piercing clouds. Jiang Wanyin's face cleared until he looked as delicately beautiful as gossip painted him to be; while Jin Guangyao generally considered him fragile, it was more in the sense of an arrow point designed to break once it pierced flesh. Now, though, he could understand why Jiang Wanyin was so often painted as a mourning lover spurned by the Yiling Laozu.

Then Jin Ling fell asleep, and Jiang Wanyin's eyes watered. He slowly settled onto the couch, careful not to jostle their nephew.

"How long can I stay?"

Ideally, half an incense stick. Jin Guangyao turned to the wetnurse. "Could you please ask Jin-furen to advise us?"

She bowed her head and left.

After a few moments, Jiang Wanyin said, "She needs guards in the room with her. If she can't even tell me I've fucked up, how will she fare against assassins?"

"Gold Scale Tower has many guards," Jin Guangyao began, but Jiang Wanyin snorted.

"Where do you think we are? If some pompous Jin cousin demands Jin Ling, would she say no? Much less someone with weapons drawn."

"As a servant--"

"Jiang servants can and would."

Jin Guangyao smiled. "Is it not true that Jiang servants are entirely comprised of disciples, disciple candidates, and those who failed to cultivate but chose to stay?"

"It's a sect," Jiang Wanyin answered. "Typically, they are operated like sects, yes."

"Gold Scale Tower must run in accordance with its scale," Jin Guangyao said. "The servants are often merely servants."

Jiang Wanyin, whose face displayed his opinion of that, said nothing for a moment, allowing Jin Guangyao to notice his headache. "She needs guards for herself, not just outside of the room," he repeated.

"Perhaps this is something you can address with Jin-furen?"

Looking up from Jin Ling, Jiang Wanyin studied him. "Alright. Is there anything else you want me to say?"

Jin Guangyao's fingers twitched with the desire to straighten his gold robes. "Between Jin-furen and Jiang-zongzhu, I am sure that all concerns have been considered."

"Please, you notice everything and didn't accept one single item I suggested for a-jie's wedding," Jiang Wanyin said. "Do you expect me to believe you don't have opinions on Jin Ling?"

Jin Guangyao inclined his head, and then he tentatively offered an observation and a suggestion. When Jiang Wanyin merely looked thoughtful, Jin Guangyao continued; while Jiang Wanyin occasionally asked clarifying questions, he never reacted emotionally.

It was... strange, to be in a room with this man, discussing the care of a child he wasn't allowed to do anything for. He wondered what he must look like to Jiang Wanyin to be accepted so easily as an expert on Jin Ling, on anything. Unsettling.

Yet unlike Nie Mingjue, being seen didn't seem dangerous; unlike Wen Ruohan, being noticed didn't accompany invitations to violence.

No, Jiang Wanyin observed him, and his conclusion was that Jin Guangyao could teach him how to hold his one treasure.

For the first time, it seemed like sharing a nephew with this man might be interesting, not simply alarming. Jin Guangyao looked forward to observing him further.

[bluerosefox]

The Trouble With Time Travel Guilt

Danny, due to a nightmare of his future evil self, does what any young hero teen with internet access would do late at night.

Starts a 'AITA' thread asking if it he was an asshole for destroying an entire timeline, even if said timeline population was a wasteland due to said evil version of himself almost destroying all life at the moment, by swearing to never become him (Dan) and locking his evil self away. And should he feel as bad as he does because of everything his no longer future self did??

He... wasn't expecting a lot of other people (some seem to teens his age, he even made friends with some like R3dRobyum~) that may or may not have experienced time travel too and dealing with this odd sense of guilt.

[trans-ruffboi]

remembering this thread from before Inqusition released where nobody could tell who tf DAI Alistair's model was supposed to be

[marxism-tribadism]

stumbling upon this pic as a younger teen online fundamentally changed me as a person. i can't imagine my life without sachiko's work because it was her artwork that put me on the path to realize i was transgender. and that i was attracted to women in a very strange way, queer sure but not exactly lesbian. i was feeling things i had no language to describe and it would be a little while longer before i even realized i was queer and wouldn't try to hide it anymore. i didn't realize until after finally medically transitioning how impactful some of the stuff i saw online as a kid was for my journey. and the art of kaneoya sachiko is no different, i would say her pictures with this theme even in specific were core to my online formation. also this picture is just hot as fuck dude i want to be a little stupid guy and get dommed by a furry woma

[ancient4liens]

why is it called the divine comedy if it’s not funny😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 checkmate liberals

[i-just-want-to-destroy]

THE LAST THING I NEED IS ANYONE TO COME FUCKING TAKE CARE OF ME!

[homoeroticgrappling]

He ain't slick, I saw what it said before he edited it

I will now be overthinking about this until Saturday

[anouri]

…that heart and his shirt were all I’d ever have to show for my life. a heart and a shirt. his heart wrapped in a damp shirt—

andré aciman // dagou // richard siken // kevin atwater // hanya yanagihara // dagou // chen chen // @anouri // tomasz jedrowski // dagou // andré aciman

[thanatos-zagreus-shagreus]

So about that cut thread:

In the book, Percy sees the Fates cut a thread early on, and is scared because this means that someone is going to die. In the show we have Annabeth seeing it instead, a bit later in the season, but absolutely sharing the fear that book Percy felt.

However, we know that it didn't mean that one of them was going to die during the quest. In the Last Olympian, it is confirmed that the thread that was cut so early on in the series, was about Luke sacrificing himself to kill Kronos. Luke! The cut thread was never about Percy or Annabeth or Grover. It was about Luke at the very end of the series!

With that in mind, it makes so much more sense for Annabeth to see the Fates instead of Percy! After all, she is so much closer to Luke than Percy is. Now Annabeth is going to be fearing for Percy's or her own death for literal YEARS, until she is finally going to find out that it was about her oldest friend, her big brother, LUKE, all along!

Man they really want to make us hurt

(also yay, they're not only hoping for the full five seasons, they're also decently planting shit for it!!!!)

[c-kiddo]

was worried parts of cr2 would not hold up on rewatch (especially seeing people hate the aeor arc so much) but ngl so far its either been good and fun as hell (travellercon, pirate arc) or just straight up banger after banger. like the xhorhas to angel of irons through to refjorged arc and then the cathedral.................. unrelenting slay