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nocofamilyau · 2 months ago

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the true ending (11/11)

edit: WHAT THE FUCK I MISSED A WHOLE PANEL

#'yeh nah the last part will be out in a few days'#famous last words #again #thank you for your patience #ill try to keep something of a decent schedule posting these in future #just to keep me goin #there is no way I've lost interest in this blog #far from it #I still think about things about it daily #not finishing stuff and letting this stuff stay in my thoughts like it's just a vice I need to get a better grasp at managing better #just working it out #noco family au #An Unwanted Replacement (OMG! Two Codies!!!)#total drama #total drama cody #there is only so much time in a day. ya cant take that for granted

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coyoteworks · 5 months ago

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XV – The Devil | print

#coyoteworks #artists on tumblr #illustration #tarot card art #character illustration #tarot card #digital painting #leyendecker study #original character #oc #altair #background is hieronymus bosch's garden of earthly delights #and a modified asset from bunabi's free frames set #it's uhhhh. altair tuesday time to fake your death #this thing took me forever and at this point im like i have to stop myself from trying to make any more tweaks #because if i dont restrain myself i will be at it until i die #im decently happy with it at least. even if i did get to the point where i just #could not be bothered to try to figure out an original composition for the background. so i just slapped in bosch and colorgraded it a bit.#anyway if youre reading this love you bye !!

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kephess · 5 months ago

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| blue skies, warm sunshine, green grass underneath your feet, beautiful girls, good wine, good people, and a fine steed underneath your backside.

#sir radzig kobyla #henry of skalitz #kingdom come deliverance 2 #kcd2 spoilers #kingdom come deliverance #i just wanted an excuse to gif radzig swinging the sword ok i'm weak #my stuff #edit: I'M SPREADING RADZIG PROPAGANDA i'm sick and tired of people giving him shit about abandoning henry #“abandoning” i should say #allow me to rebuttal..... what a load of crock #you guys realize he was THE royal hetman of king wenceslaus #he couldn't just raise a bastard even if he wanted to #he's a noble and henry's mother was a commoner #there is no way any which way henry “wins”#he's a bastard if radzig raises him #henry's mother and martin being together and raising henry was the best possible outcome #and radzig didn't just up and abandon henry #he was the burgrave of skalitz and henry's family lived right outside of the castle #yes blacksmiths probably made decent money #but they had a nice decently large piece of land and a decent house #radzig probably gave them some amount of money #on top of that he knew henry's name from the start #he wanted henry to go with him to rattay and when he didn't he made divish promise he wouldn't let henry out of talmberg #imho radzig did everything he could to take care of henry and his mother from a distance as a nobleman to a commoner and their son #a noble much less the royal hetman cannot just walk away from his post nor could he raise a bastard himself #he never denied henry once and sure he didn't “act” like a father as people say once henry found out #but you try and be a first time father to not a baby or toddler but suddenly you have a 20 year old son #when henry found out he never denied being his father he allowed henry to get away with a lot actually #henry demanding to be in radzig's service he could've gotten into so much trouble acting like that but he didn't #and in the end esp at the end of kcd2 you can see their relationship develop to even joking about henry seeing kat

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atanxdoesstuff · 9 months ago

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the dbh brainrot has been hitting hard & i have nothing else i can do rn so have a quick rk1k sketch ;)))

#dbh #detroit become human #dbh connor #dbh markus #dbh fanart #digital art #sketch #rk1k #rk1000 #to be clear i like north and i do like her and markus but at the same time #multishipper brain go brrrrrr #jericho is just one big polycule \hj #might fix this up more and properly polish it in the future #but for now im just happy with myself for having drawn this :)#also ive been struggling hard with 3/4 perspective so im decently happy with how markus turned out #also is it noticeable ive actually put time into studying connor's face structure and have drawn him before vs just looking up #a quick reference for markus xD #also i did not look up how exactly the skinless hands looked because i didnt wanna go down the research rabbit hole #like research can be fun but at the same time if ur trying to get something done it can just ruin ur drive

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third-time-charmed · 19 days ago

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Dance the Night Away

An HSR smut fic

After Penacony, Aventurine takes on the biggest gamble of his life — his heart, soul, and desires laid out on the table. He only does it because he doesn't expect Ratio to match his wager. But not only does the good doctor match it, he raises the stakes so far beyond what Aventurine could have ever allowed himself to dream of winning.

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Slowly, he reaches his free hand up, hooking gloved fingers into the chain dangling from the taller man’s neck. Not hard enough to pull, just toying with it, his gaze fixed on it in lieu of meeting those vibrant eyes so closely scrutinizing him.

“What do you want from me, Ratio?” he whispers.

“Nothing short of your honesty,” Ratio replies, equally low and so very soft. “In whatever form that must take. I want for you to be as straightforward with me as you possibly can.”

A wry smile twists its way onto his face, and he feels the mask begin to slip. It doesn’t frighten him as much as he thought it might, though he finds himself squirming uncontrollably under the pressure.

“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking,” he begins after a long moment of silence, plunging ahead before he has a chance to second-guess himself any further. “Had a lot of extra time for it after… you know, while I was in recovery.”

He still can’t quite bring himself to mention the Penacony job more directly. They still haven’t really talked about it at all since coming back to Pier Point. He’s not sure if they ever will. If left up to him, of course, it’s water under the bridge at this point. He’d rather not bring it up.

A soft hum of acknowledgment bolsters his resolve, reassures him his audience is listening. His words are poorly thought out and unrehearsed, but he ignores the flicker of embarrassment as he stumbles through.

“Anyway, without getting too deep into all the unpleasant details, I realized that I… I’m not satisfied. With our current arrangement, I mean. And�� being forced to come to terms with the reality of my own mortality like that… gave me the motivation I needed to do something about it.”

The gambler shrugs, one eye peeking up from under his blond fringe to gauge the reaction of his solitary listener. He gives the chain in his hand a soft tug, insistent, pointed, but still not quite the blatant request he yearns to make.

Won’t let himself make.

“Not a bad start,” the scholar says as he hesitates. “Three points.”

“Three points?” Aventurine mutters under his breath. “Goddess, Ratio, you’re such a hardass sometimes.”

Ratio ignores him, though there is a twitch in the corner of his mouth. “And your strutting around and posturing?” he asks instead. “Was that part of your plan to… ‘do something’ then?”

“Give me a break here, doc,” the blond huffs out. “I don’t exactly have a ton of experience in this department. I thought that I could… entice you into making the first move so that I wouldn’t have to, but clearly that was a miscalculation on my part.”

They’re so close together now that it’s near driving him to madness. Aventurine has always been very particular about his personal space, and Ratio has never been so deep into his personal space before, and for such a long time. The warmth of the other radiates along his skin and sets his veins alight. His fingers itch to pull.

He wants… more.

“Today… I don’t know. I guess I got fed up with the more delicate approach and decided to try provoking you instead.” He shrugs again, keeping his voice as level and casual as he can, even though he can feel something deep in his core vibrating, begging to reach out and take. “Thought it might help to heat things up a bit, so to speak.”

“Four points again for honesty,” Ratio says, his tone firm like he’s correcting a student during a lecture. “But minus two points for such a blatantly terrible plan of execution. Your hypothesis hinges entirely on the supposition that I, too, am dissatisfied with our current arrangement.”

“And you’re not.” Aventurine’s head drops in defeat, his gaze fixing on his lap as he fights to hold his composure together. This rejection stings a little less than the previous one, but he’s still taken aback by how disappointed he feels.

This is still no less than he had realistically expected. After all, Ratio isn’t entirely correct. He’s mostly been banking on Ratio being at least moderately easy to seduce, not necessarily harboring his own feelings of dissatisfaction. This whole endeavor was from an entirely selfish standpoint.

There is a subtle softness that seeps into the doctor’s voice, one that Aventurine has only heard very rarely. “How could I possibly find myself dissatisfied,” Ratio says slowly, “when you have never once indicated that you were willing or even at all interested in offering more than you already have? To ask more of a man so intensely guarded with his own intentions and desires… How could I possibly do such a thing, in good conscience? And what’s more, I held no evidence to suggest that any of your flirtations were not simply made in jest.”

A pause, a slow inhale, and something between them shatters.

“No, gambler. I made my peace with you some time ago. I made myself satisfied with what I had.”

Aventurine’s hand falls away from the chain, feeling suddenly heavy. His body flops backward, head landing on the armrest with a dull thud, and an empty, humorless chuckle punching out of his gut. Eyes sliding shut in defeat, he breathes a sigh. And yet, he can’t resist one last desperate grasp as he feels the win slipping out of his hands.

“No chance of changing your mind?”

There is no answer, for such a long period that he becomes curious enough to open his eyes and see what sort of expression the doctor is giving him. He expects something close to pity, or a remorseful frown. But what he sees instead is an intense and focused contemplation. As if the man is actually considering the question seriously. It is unanticipated enough that it nearly makes him startle.

“If you would do so,” Ratio says carefully, “you would need to be forthcoming about what exactly it is that you want from me. Stating simply that you are dissatisfied with our current arrangement is far too vague.”

“I don’t know if I can do that, Ratio,” he responds flatly.

“And why ever not?”

Because I’m a greedy selfish fool and I’m afraid of suffocating you.

Because once I start taking I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to stop.

Because I’m not allowed to want things, because everything I’ve ever desired has been withheld, removed, or destroyed and I’m afraid of you ending up the same.

“Because… I don’t really know what I want. I never really… got that far, it’s too nebulous, just…” He stops, licks his lips again, eyes darting to the side as if to check for his escape route. His hand trembles so hard the shivers wrack his entire frame, but his attention catches on the molten gaze that is trained intently on his face.

It catches on the way that gaze dips toward his mouth almost imperceptibly, on the sparks that flicker in its depths, on the way the taller man is leaning slowly closer, chin tilting ever so slightly.

Straightforward. Honest. Sincere.

“I just… want more,” he finishes breathlessly, the words feeling ominous and unfamiliar as they leave his mouth.

“Then why don’t you take it?”

Because I’m not allowed to.

Because I’m afraid.

Because…

“What if… I take too much?”

Tip your hand. Just a little. Just enough that I know I’m not losing everything I have left if I take this bet.

“Should that be the case,” Ratio whispers in reply, “I shall inform you. But I find it highly unlikely.”

They are so very close now, barely a breath of space between them. So much so that the doctor’s velvety baritone vibrates in his chest, thrumming through every one of his bones. There is an undertone to it that Aventurine hadn’t detected before, something… almost ravenous and hopeful that sends sparks running up his spine.

...all in, then.

Before he can overthink it, he relents to the burning greed that urges him to take. Gently — but not hesitant — he shifts forward, closing the scant distance to press his lips to the ones taunting him. It is a chaste gesture, simple and unhurried. Almost tender, but definitely inviting.

Ratio’s response is immediate, returning the gesture in such a way that their lips slot together seamlessly. The firm brush, full of intent and answering want, pulls a soft, quiet gasp from the blond. He pulls back, almost reluctantly, his head starting to spin as their mouths come apart with a sound so delicate it makes him feel weak.

And then Ratio gives a low, thoughtful hum, as if appraising the action with careful consideration. “Much better,” he says, the murmur of it dancing provocatively against the curve of his lip. “Five points.”

(Keep reading here!!)

#fanfic #hsr aventurine #hsr dr ratio #ratiorine #dr ratio x aventurine #aventurine #veritas ratio #ao3 #honkai star rail #the monster oneshot is finally out of my drafts omg #this was supposed to be a quick and dirty 6k pwp fic #how the FUCK did it end up at 13k????#I also fully intended to post this BEFORE Golden Regrets as a sort of precursor but obviously THAT didn't happen #anyway. is this perfect? no #is it at least decent? also probably no lmao #but it's good enough and it's in a place where i'm happy with it #i am in my era of Just Post The Thing instead of agonizing over whether it's good enough #it definitely doesn't shine a candle to any of the AMAZING smut I've seen from some of my favorite ratiorine authors #but it's mine and it's good enough for me #also tho Aven was totally supposed to be much more of a bratty bottom in this #but he ended up just being wayyyy too touch-starved to pull it off #so i guess i gotta write another one where he gets to be a brat #also also oops try not to trip over all the various subtle characterizations that ended up slipping into this #like Aven being demi and in denial #or Aven having osdd #anyway i hope you enjoy time to go work on Golden Regrets some more now that i'm home from vacation

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orangedogsquad · 14 days ago

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Market trip this morning with these two! Got some sunshine for it and everything 🥰

#maple #Tess #we saw lots of other dogs and lots of people #maple has been a challenge on outings lately and she’s been inconsistently barking at other dogs #today though was a success on that front #no barking and decent disengaging. though there was a 6 month old golden retriever that she really wanted to say hi to #she pulled a lot to try get to that but I moved her away and she accepted that new direction #Tess though was a yahoo. not in terms of dogs- she ignored most of them except a kelpie who the other owner threw into her face #and a greyhound who she liked and wanted to say hi to. no instead her focus was on me and the potential for treats #so she spent the whole time launching at me and parkouring off me #kind of funny tho. a family came over and asked to pat the dogs. the kids were v gentle and the dogs didn’t mind so I let them #and the parent was ‘oh they’re so well behaved! 🥰’ as maple had just jumped on her and Tess was parkouring off me #I mean yeah I guess they didn’t jump on the kids at least and sat nicely for those pats #I looked over at Bek who was in line a few metres away once they left and she gave me a solemn thumbs up #interaction successful #oh yeah and as we were leaving Tess was going all out on ‘behaviours that might earn a reward’#she saw a raised surface #and took her chance #the surface being the table at the entrance to the market that fundraising people use to put their stuff on #luckily at that point all that was on it was a plushie goose #but my dumb little optimistic dog was at the end of her leash while I was putting something in the bin and not paying close attention #so she tried to jump onto the table. got her paws on it. hit the end of the leash. backflipped off #me: … of course you tried that. I should’ve known #a nearby fundraising person: :oo oh wow!!!! was she trying to get the goose?#me: no. she just.. does that. any raised surface. she tries to jump onto #person: omg really?? that’s amazing #that’s one word for it

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marklikely · 5 months ago

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no literally this is how its been the last couple weeks

#leaving the call center to start a job that'll give me a 'maybe rent an apartment' level pay increase and a 4 day weekend #antidepressants may or may not be working but I've been able to engage with my biggest hobby in a way that's been difficult for months #got a guitar so now i have ANOTHER hobby I'm having fun getting started in and not being discouraged when I'm not good at it right away #yknow for once. unlike i usually am with everything i try to do #and using a lot more of my second language and realizing that im actually pretty decent at it so i have a new motivation for practice again #also i was just luxuriating yesterday in the fact that i went a whole couple of weeks without any Fucking Things happening #you know how adulthood is just one Fucking Thing after another and every time you finally put out one fire theres like 3 more #well for the first time i went like 2 full weeks without any Fucking Things happening i got to just live my damn life.#so yeah things in late January were actually going really good for me as long as i don't remember every few minutes that #i and my community are at the center of the culture war and being directly targeted by several evil regimes around the world.#avpost

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kit-screams-into-the-future · 9 months ago

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Okay I saw more of your art and had to come back (if it’s okay)

Maybe this time….King Marty? Like in a kings outfit with the septor

and crown and stuff? Idk

no problem at all! i'm just happy you enjoy :D

anyone with any remote knowledge of historical dress from any vague period or region please avert your eyes.

#im having a real doc brown crude model moment here over the fit LMAO.#marty mcfly #bttf fanart #bttf #back to the future #not Exactly what you asked for? i could not bear to draw the fancy stick alas. and it's more of a prince vibe than a king vibe #bc if this guy held any sort of significant position of power something would combust #ik it's a silly doodle but of course i gotta make up some context bc that's part of the fun. YAP SESSION WARNING #i was thinking that doc and marty were dicking around somewhere in a place and period of time with a monarchy. for Science #and for one reason or another he ends up getting mistaken for royalty or something. may or may not be related to how straight his teeth are #so they drag his ass back to the palace and marty has No Fucking Clue what's happening. meanwhile doc is on the verge of a stroke #i think it would be really funny if some princess got infatuated with marty and now he has the plot of the first movie on his hands again #except instead of him ceasing to exist it's like. the entire history of a country #so doc's trying to get him out of there and marty's trying to let this chick down gently bc he doesn't want her to like. kill him or smth #and also there's probably a tannen thrown in there too bc why the hell not #i don't even like royalty aus that much for this fandom but somehow i've got a decent amount of thoughts about this LMAO.#you asked for a silly doodle and somehow it came with a whole fic idea too. whoops #anyone want to take this idea and run with it feel free to #kit does an art #kit yap session #<- bc of the sheer amount of tag on this

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light-wrath-paradise · 2 months ago

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Animorphs Book club book 8

My reaction can be summarised as this (yet again):

I don't have many thoughts because uh. That was depressing as hell and I need to stare at a wall.

But I DO gotta say that the subplot with the dead "wife" was so telenovela-esque that for a good minute it was more funny than depressing. Then it got depressing. But it was so jarring and so far out of the left field that for a good second my friend and I had to pause the audiobook and laugh because ????????? Unhinged to just appear, go "I am Eslin, I have a G U N. My secret wife was killed. By my boss. Now I yearn for sweet sweet revenge." and not elaborate. Like. Damn dude ok. Sorry about our wife also. Fucking killed me that he continued like "So anyway I reacted adequately by killing all of my boss' friends. Starvation style." Like ???? Jjhsgdjsdfghsjdfh what????? I mean damn I do respect the grind set but also that's such an absurd escalation out of context. Did your boss kill your wife? Kill all of his friends! And in context the most absurd part is probably the notion that Visser 3 has friends??????? Like??? Wait no Eslin. Eslin wait. I love your John Wick-esque "fridged wife" trope swag but you need to slow down. I need details. I need you to tell me HOW your boss even has friends.

In my heart I do not believe we will see that madman ever again but on god I do wish for an insane telenovela-esque sequence of him just showing up at the most random moment to do exactly one thing and that's to pull a gun on Visser 3. For no reason, I just think it would be kinda funny. Like,,,did your boss kill your wife?:

Kill all of his friends

Acquire a G U N

Attempt to make the local Andalite youth assassinate your boss for you

Pull the gun on your boss

???????

Profit (probably die)

Aside from that, I also need to say that the moment when Ax called Tobias his close friend at the end was so sweet. Also ngl kinda...concerning/harrowing how much Tobias really doesn't give a shit about not being a human. Like it doesn't seem so concerning from other points of view but the way Ax gets increasingly weirded out by Tobias not asking him about the nothlit (idk if I'm spelling that right rn) really reminds you that it IS kinda worrying. Like I get it, I mean...Tobias has no family that cares about him, he has no friends outside of the Animorphs friend group, why would he care? But it's still kinda...yeah.

Also unimaginably surprised by the amount of collective guilt present in the Andalite society. You'd think they're Catholic or something the way they keep beating themselves up and force everyone to also beat themselves up and their system itself is saturated with the guilt and shame and they teach it to kids at school from an early age. Like. Jesus Christ calm down. Stop that. As the Animorphs said at the end of the book - the Andalites made an oopsie once. It sucked, yes, it continues to have consequences that suck, yes, but it happens. Sometimes you think you're doing something kind and it turns into a disaster. That does not mean you should beat yourself up for it or, god forbid, tell other people that they should not be kind lest they make a mistake. Damn I guess we should all be cold assholes forever, huh? I'm sure that can't have any negative consequences.

Andalite society in general seems kinda unhinged. Like...do I get why it is like that? Yeah. But do I find it unhinged? Also yeah. Like ok duty and the collective being the most important things is totally sensible for a prey animal. Safety of the herd and all that. But it's still kinda unhinged that they do make everyone have duty as their number 1 priority and that they have rituals devoted to it. Not all rituals are spiritual or religious in nature, but the morning ritual is kinda...borderline religious in a way. More spiritual than religious, I suppose, but yeah.

Also I love Ax so much. 10/10 character. He has it all: an incredibly hilarious desire for cinnamon buns, the inability to act like a human being (same dude), spitting random facts at completely random times, a thirst for blood only a 13(?) years old could have, a dysfunctional obsession with duty and doing what is right that only a 13(?) years old could have (also lol yeah dude I was like that when I was 13 too. dw you'll grow out of it), he can even code. And he might even be bi (I'm joking but I' referring to the fact that he was like "Yeah so when I morph into a human form I suddenly agree that Rachel is beautiful and that Marco is cute.").

#animorphs #animorphs book club #honestly though i was starting to wonder WHEN some Yeerks would go 'fuck it i dont hate to put up with that idiots shit. i vote for mutiny.#because like...Visser 3 is...well id describe him as the empires weakest soldier. like he seems to have SOME brain cells rattling around bu #he doesnt seem to use them correctly?? like ok he is pretty paranoid and that itself is annoying. he is obsessed with Andalites enough to b #mockingly called 'half-Andalite fool' by some of his subordinates. he lacks charisma and cannot for the life of him even look like a leader #of any sort. he is deeply unpleasant to be around and nobody enjoys his company. he is half-decent at planning but only half-decent #and what he manages to plan he tends to ruin by every other aspect of himself (either he antagonises his subordinates so much that they don #tell him information or he makes an impulsive decision etc etc)#he is nearly fully incompetent and his only advantage is that everyone is afraid of him. but the problem is that theyre afraid for a #good reason and that is BAD because that means that one day theyll become too pissed to be afraid. like. ok. he has a famine on his hands.#he makes the brutal and cruel but strategically sound decision to reduce the numbers of the soldiers. he immediately fucks up big time #by killing them more or less at random instead of being strategic about it. a strategic plan would be to kill someone and find out who #all of their colleagues are and kill those too. if you dont kill a subordinates colleague because they happen to have a more important #position; of course that person will be pissed off and probably organise a group with OTHER similar people and that group WILL #attempt to murder you (probably brutally) or die trying. so basically he antagonises literally everyone around him by being personally #unpleasant; volatile; conceited and impulsively aggressive AND incapable of as much as hearing feedback or willing to change his mind #and the last point also antagonises people on a formal level. and he also kills their friends. at random. and threatens everyone constantly #hes like a if a chihuahua had a huge scorpion tail and it was absolutely deadset on asserting itself by simply slashing everything and #everyone with that tail. like genuinely he has no charisma he doesnt even pretend to care about anything that doesnt interest him he is #inflexible he cant adapt his plans half of the time because he wants them to be THAT way and not THAT way also why is he like my mother?#like the longer im typing this for the more i feel like im just talking about my mother. damn. thats depressing.#anyway. my point was yeah i would have been surprised if nobody wanted his head on a plate. i think all the Yeerks who are sick of his shit #should unionise. i just think itd be funny. like several of them are just like 'Man i dont give a shit about this war or whatever i just #want to be allowed to have emotions and to love my coworker over here and also my boss is a nightmare i hope he gets colic and dies'#like ok guys i have a solution. G U N

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veryunwellindividual · 3 months ago

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i am… a neglectful mother

#all the jars are like this too holy fuck #one of them even grew into the vermiculite filter lmaoo. free him #theyre literally so dramatic like OK give me a sec I have to clean the fruiting chamber oh my god #gonna start more jars today too since ive been a wastrel all day. Havent even written anything smh #but ☝️ i did read some very good garashir fics so theres that at least #my avatar omnibus sits on the shelf glaring at me with disapproval as I do so #and the timing is pretty decent if i soak em tn bc i dont close tomorrow so I can set them up then and it’ll give me time to clean their #chamber. but ugh christ soaking them is always sooo annoying and i think i might be out of ziplocks aways #people who do pf tek how do you soak your cakes? bc i feel like i do it in the most annoying and inefficient way possible but its just how #Ive always done it so i never bothered to try and learn another way. which eh. many such cases #but yes I put them in ziplocks w water and then in a big bowl in my fridge. the problem is 1. Fridge space. Which is my own fault #and 2. They want to float and so only one side gets any contact with the water so i have to put a plate over the bowl to push the cake into #the water and suddenly i have no dishes for a day and im spending 20min fighting with one cake and arranging it just so for it to stay down #so yeah. If anyone who does pf tek has a better method PLEASE lmk im begging yall #mycology #mycelium #mushrooms #pf tek #mushroom growing #cubensis #very unwell posts

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time-is-restored · 16 days ago

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MAFUYU'S WL2 CHAPTERS HAVE HARMED ME IRREPARABLY.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE KNOWS SHE'S IN A DREAM? WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE'S GOING OUT OF HER WAY TO FIND NIIGO? WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE PULLS IDENTICAL SAD SMILES AT SEEING ALL OF THEM INTERACTING WITH HER LIKE A STRANGER? CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME?

she was SURPRISED when her mother said they 'had a talk' about mafuyu not being a doctor. she doesn't remember that conversation. she didn't KNOW what their relationship was in this world until her mother explicitly told her.

she reached out to ena THROUGH airi (when she shouldn't have otherwise even KNOWN about her) so they could all practice drawing together. she let mizuki suggest clothes for her to wear (going on a whole expedition with her classmates just to engineer a chance to take them to her boutique) bc there's no other way for her to interact with her?????????????

she literally said that kanade's songs give """"everyone"""" a warm feeling when everyone else has referred to them just as being 'cheerful' and 'popular'. and then the way she pushed kanade to list all the things she wanted to do... insisted on doing all of them in what might literally have been experienced by them AS a montage... it's like she's trying to gift kanade experiences + memories that she otherwise wouldn't have? and it's such a clear parallel between all the expeditions/trips niigo take HER on in the prime timeline in the name of finding herself?

i was already betting everything on kaito being the vocaloid to sing to her but his use here is now like. infinitely crazier to me in the context of the actual story. the 'hold onto your true feelings' vocaloid sings to mafuyu to comfort her in a world where she doesn't have her friends. and then she acts on those feelings by bringing them as close together as she can? because? she loves? her friends?

#prsk #prsk spoilers #idfk how to tag this but like . spoilers you know #(the focus on her relationship with niigo is PARTICULARLY interesting in the context of this event being set #before mafuyu6. she's gifted a world where she's living at peace with her parents -- her apparent goal in the 'real world' -- but what's #clearly more important to her is the fact that her peace + security from nightcord's friendship is missing #she categorically cannot leave that be even when it means acting out of character (like her classmates being surprised that she's taking a #break at the mall with them)#and this might be reading too much into it considering how much of her chapter is presented through implications #but her specific concern over kanade doing the things 'she wants to do' makes me think she's also #concerned about how the others are doing without their group as well #like. she knows they were all suicidal. she knows when mizuki left in mzk5 shit was Incredibly Dire #you go like six months bracing urself for generic angst from this wl theme #and then what's this? IT'S PREMISE-AWARE ASAHINA MAFUYU WITH A STEEL CHAIR !!!!!!!!!!#even with kanade's apparent happiness + general Mood Improvement . like who is encouraging her to try new things without niigo #who is giving her new perspectives and challenging her passivity + stagnant nature #not that i think that's what mafuyu was literally thinking when she went after kanade so aggressively but like. the concerns that I As An #Audience Member had about kanade felt quite decently mirrored by mafuyu's behaviour #(ALSO I CANT BELIEVE SHE PUSHED BACK AGAINST KANADE SAYING HER COMPOSITIONS AREN'T AS GOOD AS HER DADS #THATS MY FUCKING GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SCREAMING LIKE IM AT A WRESLTING MATCH SEEING THAT #YES!!!!!!!!! DON'T LET HER MINIMISE HERSELF + HER SKILL LIKE THAT!!!!!!!!!!!)#also omfg the implication that kanade turned mafuyus first invite down to go compose. YOU LITETRALLY WANT TO BE HER FRIEND WHAT IS WRONG #WITH YOUUUUUUUUUUU.#this is getting incomprehensible im just. so overwhelmed with how genius a story this is to tell with MAFUYU out of all of them #the character defined by not knowing who she is and what she wants. spending her dream looking for her friends..............#AND NO NARRATION #NO OPPORTUNITY TO SEE WHAT SHE'S THINKING #THROUGH ANY OF IT!#ALL WE HAVE IS HER HEARTBREAKING LITTLE SMILES AND THE REACTIONS #SHE CAN'T SURPRESS IN TIME

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gifti3 · 1 month ago

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actually still not over how i reacted when finding out G was married lol

#i found out through the story so it was a surprise #the way i reacted sticks in my brain cause i was like HUH?#my mc is supposed to be a fan #so i was so glad i had them ignoring G in the beginning #cause it would have been out of character to be receptive #at least that early anyways HAH #but seriously tho #my ass was like... ur married????#is this how ppl feel when they find out the person that has been flirting with them #is in a relationship #like a very what the fuck #what r u trying to drag me into u maniac #and its even worse cause my mc is just some contestant #like get the fuck outta here dude trying to ruin my livelyhood 🤣#AND HIM POUTING IF U CALL HIM OUT FOR IT THAT ONE TIME #LIKE U TOOK HIS COOKIE AWAY OR SOMETHING #DUDE WHATS WRONG WITH U!#i love this character #i find him a joy and also a problem at the same time #the best type of character #AND U KNOW WHAT #this was wayyy before ik about it being pr or them having marriage issues #which makes it even messier haha #like...dude...#from a fans pov #a fan (my mc) who thinks...well thought G was like a decent person #that shit would be very jarring #u know what they say! dont meet ur idols and all that #i dont think hes bad tho! just its more to him....layers #infamous if

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kitsunesakii · 6 months ago

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Two is Better than one

I went wild with this one :D

Chapter six

Sasha entered her apartment with the quiet click of the front door. She tossed her backpack onto the chair in the kitchen and started a cup of tea. A clatter from the adjacent room caught her attention. She frowned slightly before peeking her head into the other room.

It took her a moment to process the scene before her eyes.

Micheal was sitting on her living room floor, long fingers carefully curling through the fur of a content cat purring below him. She noted a secondary feline to the left, pawing at a strand of long spindly blonde hair. He glanced at her lazily, tipping his head to the side and humming.

There was only one thing wrong with this picture. Sasha didn't own pets.

"Micheal-what?"

His smile widened. "Hello my dear."

She gestured to the cat now rolling onto its back as Micheal petted its belly. "Where did these come from?"

He looked over at the one still playing with his hair. "They followed someone into my corridors. They followed me here."

Right. Sasha shook her head and sat down, the one on its back stretched out before moving towards her curiously, it had orange hair like a tabby. She pet it and it purred in response.

"Micheal."

"Sasha."

"I don't have the stuff for these guys. I barely have the room, you don't really expect me too-" Her words were cut short as she watched the grey one tangled in Micheal's hair sound out a small mewl as Micheal tenderly picked it up in its hands with too much bone and fingers that stretched too far across. The cat didn't seem to mind.

Micheal hummed as he watched the cat in his arms twist and curl, purring contently as if Micheal wasn't a terrifying monster. Sasha dared to smile.

"I believe, if I remember correctly, these creatures need food, water." He chimed lightly. Sasha rolled her eyes.

"Fine. There's a store down the way from here. They have pet supplies." Sasha sighed as she stood to her feet. "And they are cats, Micheal."

He didn't so much as stand to his feet, rather a blur of motion and colors that stretched out and scattered like sand before he was standing in front of her. "Cats. Yes."

She grabbed her bag and walked towards the door, stopping when she realized Micheal was following her.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm coming with you of course." He giggled, "silly question."

"Right." Sasha smiled, "This won't end badly at all."

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The actual trip wasn't horrible.

Besides the fact that every single dog started barking at Micheal which earned them a few curious glances from the staff, they made it out with a sack of cat food, cat litter, and a box. Even more than she had expected, Micheal paid. Handing the cash to the women as Sasha looked at him with such a confused expression she partially believed he did it just to see her reaction. Laughing as they left the store with the supplies. She simply shook her head.

"I think- he had one."

Sasha looked over at him, he looked, well, human. The way his coat sat on his shoulders and down past his boots, his hands wrapped around a bag of cat food. His eyes trained on nothing before looking over at her with a sharp smile.

Sasha frowned. "Who?"

"Micheal. Before-" His words echoed and trailed off.

Sasha understood. "I'm sorry." The words felt stupid in her mouth.

"Do not be, its-" he paused. "It's a nice memory, I am not sorry to have it, amongst the fractals of everything and nothing and the not-in between, it is nice."

Sasha thought about her question a moment before asking. "What's it like?"

"What?"

"The...what you said about the fractals and the nothingness, delusion...what's it like?"

"It Is Not What It Is and it is a part of me" he said it like a broken tune from some forgotten nursery rhyme. "It is madness- throaty, hollow, the depths of doubt- madness that stirs in the mind. It is not a physicality, but, within it, there is a certain…” He paused. “Ah! Beauty. Like a fine piece of decoration in a mundane hallway." Micheal laughed long and hard as they approached her building.

"You say it's beautiful?"

He giggled and shook his head. "You tell me, my dear, what with your It Knows You, all that knowledge will never satisfy, never relief, you see all and yet-" They entered her house to the two cats scratching up her couch and seemingly content with life. “Madness floods the senses and dilutes the mind, leaving it clear. It changes perception, blinds reality. It's a song sung with all the wrong notes and the wrong tune but it is beautiful nonetheless.” He sat the bag on the kitchen table and she prepared two bowls.

“A broken melody is still broken.”

“Ah, but only you would know if it's broken.”

Sasha paused and stared at him. He was crouched down, pouring the food into the bowl she had provided. It got everywhere and he giggled. Letting out a hummed “oops.” Before moving a long finger to scatter the dropped food even further. His hair cascaded around his shoulders and swept across the floor, the grey cat already taking interest in his dubbed playtoy.

She understood what he meant. And maybe there was a relieving beauty to it. Someone’s only lost if they themselves don’t know how to get to their destination. But if someone is simply wandering, well. There could be a comfort to that. Ignorance is bliss after all. A buzz of muddled headspace that someone looks for within drugs or alcohol. A weight lifted from the mind as it's consumed by something that isn’t tangible.

“Do you understand?” He looked back at her, the pieces of food that had missed the bowl now nowhere to be seen. The two cats had taken an interest in the food and water and were quick to indulge themselves. She looked into Micheal’s eyes, the swirling spirals that seemed to impossibly dilate as he looked at her. He seemed softer, somehow. All folded up and crouched on her floor seemingly as protection to the felines happily eating away. His sweater changed and morphed in color and she half wondered where his coat went. His scarf was wound around his neck and seemed to move like a snake, continually curling over his shoulders. Twisting and bending and pulling in every direction. He was an enigma to look at. Madness. An ever shifting idea that barely took shape before it was changing again. Beautiful. She decided.

He was beautiful.

She almost forgot he was waiting for a response. “I understand.” The words didn’t feel nearly enough. Some part of her reminded herself that she was supposed to be scared of this thing that had casually dropped two cats at her feet like it was nothing. This thing that bought the supplies with money she wasn’t sure he was even supposed to have. This thing that had given her a distorted flower that she still had in the living room. This thing that followed her around with a curiosity she couldn’t explain. This thing that had kissed her cheek instead of killing her when she had been in its corridors. She ignored that voice and instead moved to fix the litter box in the washroom.

Not even an hour later she was curled up on the couch petting the tabby as Micheal played with the gray one on the floor not even a foot away.

“What are their names?” She asked him, breaking the silence that seemed to muffle Micheal’s laughter as he let the cat swipe at his long fingers, pulling them away just in time.

“Names are redundant.”

She rolled her eyes. “I think I’ll call this one Pumpkin.”

He didn’t look away from the cat, letting it catch his fingers and pull them down to bite playfully. Micheal hardly seemed bothered. “Daisies.”

“The cat? That’s a pretty name.”

“No-” He giggled. “I remembered. I was picking them up.” He drew his hand away and pointed at the mess of lines and colors that had once been a flower, sitting in a jar on the coffee table.

Sasha smiled back. “Daisy it is. Pumpkin and Daisy.”

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