#venture away

[ventureawaybitches]

Chess my beloved

[turtleblogatlast]

I find it interesting that Leo tells Raph that Raph was Mikey’s age when he first went out alone because it’s fun to draw the conclusion that Donnie and Leo were not that age when they themselves first went outside.

Sure, they likely could have just ventured out at the same time as their brothers and Leo just chose to focus on Raph to make his point, but given Donnie and Leo’s respective personalities I can absolutely see them just leaving anyway at a much younger age.

[klauw22]

[tonyage]

pete and rusty fucked in college but the sex was so god awful that it convinced pete he wasn't gay for the rest of his life

[mantischrysalis]

misusing polymorph for fun and relaxation

[ladytabletop]

thinking about the dichotomy of "i the player say what the cool thing I did/massive fuckup that happened looks like" and "you the GM says what the cool thing I did/massive fuckup that happened looks like" and wondering when I prefer the former over the latter, and vice versa (if ever)

I've just noticed myself being rankled by a GM describing what the outcome of my roll might look like even though for years that was my status quo in gaming and I was fine with it. hrm

[hoth-and-cold]

Darth Solaust, Sith Inquisitor  

[koshercosplay]

I made this in a fever dream at like half past 2am last night based on some tumblr post I saw that I no longer remember. you're welcome.

[pnutsdotorg]

put him in a shirt. put him in a skirt

[anzynai]

may i humbly request xiaother......i love the idea of xiao craving touch and affection but being embarrassed about it so he'll like. try to subtly snuggle up to him or hold his hand theyre so cute

hey! thank you for sending in a request! i finished this pretty quickly teehee i actually havent written for these two before so i hope theyre not too ooc. surprisingly, i kinda struggled making xiao all sappy (even tho hes like so sweet to the traveler) ANYWAY, i hope u enjoy <33

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xiao exhaled, quietly as he stared at aether’s hand. he.. really wanted to hold it. he looked back up at aether, sat beside him on the soft bed in xiao’s room. aether had been very busy lately so it was nice that they were able to see each other again like this. the smile on aether’s face only made the urge to touch him stronger.

he inched his finger closer as aether delved into a ramble about his adventures in fontaine, hoping he wouldn’t notice.

“and then neuvillette told us that he—“ aether paused, looking at their interlocked fingers. heat rose to xiao’s cheeks as he looked away.

“you were saying?” he asked, trying to shift the topic. after a moment, when aether was still silent, he regretted his actions and tried to pull his fingers away. aether squeezed his hand, not letting him.

“xiao, dont you want to hold my hand?” aether asked, teasingly as he poked xiao in the side, resulting in a gasp.

aether, having tickled xiao before, picked up on the reaction immediately. “oh, thats right. you’re ticklish.”

xiao stayed silent, unsure what to do or say. aether decided for him, as he exaggeratedly leaned against him, cuddling up against xiao. his heart skipped a beat. was aether going to tickle him again? strangely enough, xiao felt he wouldn’t mind.

“but where was i? oh right so neuvillette..” aether continued his story. xiao listened until another gasp slipped from his lips when aether started tracing along his arms, his sides, anywhere he could reach.

“a-aether..” xiao giggled, squirming. aether looked at him with innocence but the blush on his face told xiao he knew exactly what he was doing.

“is something wrong?” aether asked, as he squeezes xiao’s side, making him jump.

“y-yohohou knohow whahat you’re dohoing..!” at that, aether’s smile turned mischievous as he started tickling xiao on purpose.

“oh, but you won’t mind if i continue right?” he said, stopping but wiggling his fingers. xiao didn’t respond. “xiao?”

xiao averted his eyes. “no..”

“that’s what i thought,” a gentle smile was on aether’s face as he started tickling the adeptus again, resulting in a new wave of giggles that xiao would never let anyone else hear.

[starpirateee]

i have perpetually ruined myself with this silly headcanon:

and obviously i had to go annoy my friend @scripted-downfall about it, in bullet point form, to a response that looked a little bit like this:

i don't take much tempting, y'all should know that... so now, here i am, writing this in something that isn't bullet points :)

Owen promised himself that he could take the pain, that surviving a fall like that meant that he could survive anything. But every day was exactly the same, and every day, he forced himself to deal with the blinding headache, and the tremors, and the fact that nothing felt right, but there was nothing he could do about it.

His head pounded in time with his heart, only this was deeper and louder and more poignant. A fair and well justified concussion was what they'd said, and it was going to take some shaking. It had left him with a patchy memory that he could barely trust to support him, and— perhaps the worst of all— the worst pattern of speech in his known history. Where he was once confident and eloquent, there remained something broken, laced in uncertainty and all the pain he felt elsewhere.

It had been a good week and a half since the first time he'd woken up, convinced he should be long dead but breathing all the same, and it had been relatively normal, all things considered. Quiet on the outside of his mind, with enough space to get himself in gear...

And the shadow.

When everything else was blurry and wildly out of focus, so was the shadow. Owen didn't know what to make of it at first, though he'd established that he was looking at and sharing a space with a man. Ghosts weren't among the things he'd been inclined to believe in, but now he had to wonder whether this was worth changing his entire belief system.

It was entirely possible that someone had died here, of that he had no doubt. Was that the problem? Was this the vision of the last man to have died in this room?

Nine days in, and he was forcing himself to admit that, in his current state, he couldn't help but to fear the presence seemingly haunting him whenever it saw fit. It was never consistent, and he couldn't blame it on something like the movement of the sun, since most of the time, it was in the darkness when it decided to show face.

Formless and unknowable, he could take. He had grown to at least acquaint himself with the idea that he may be haunted by some poor soul that had long since departed from the world. For some reason, that was okay by him. The ghost didn't seem capable of harming him, and scarcely so much as made his presence known.

He could live with that.

It was significantly harder to live with it when his vision cleared and he started to be able to make out features. Dark hair, styled and straightened. A strong jaw. Eyes that caught the light and sparkled.

At first, it had been a coincidence. A lot of men had that style and those eyes... But whatever coincidence this was stopped being so the first time the shadow moved.

Owen watched it approach, slow and seemingly methodical. He was pacing, but the direction wasn't planned. There was something about the slacks paired with that bomber jacket that just screamed recognisable. And Owen knew exactly why.

The shadow has a familiar frame, and a familiar height, and a familiar smirk that was seconds away from giving into a familiar smirk. Owen knew his name. He also knew that it wasn't a ghost at all.

He breathed. He didn't want to believe what he was seeing, but how could he deny it? That shadow had been in his presence for days now, he had basically invited him to stay by being so unfazed. It was different now he knew what he was dealing with.

"... Curt?"

That was the first coherent thing he'd forced out of himself in days, and he knew it well. Of course it was. It was almost poetic that his mind knew the shape of Curt's name so well that he was able to break his own stammer through it's familiarity.

There was no way.

Curt wasn't dead.

He blinked, but nothing changed. Curt was still there, illuminating the space ever so slightly. Owen didn't even stop to think about the fact that his headache had been momentarily relieved, ever so slightly, upon seeing him.

Desperate to know, or to understand what was going on, he scrubbed at his eyes, trying for all it was worth to clear his vision, or to clear the longing that resided in the back of his mind. If Curt was still there, then there was a good chance he was just losing his mind. Already? At this early stage?

It was worse when he opened his eyes and Curt was no longer there. His breath caught in his throat, and he absently checked the entire perimeter of the space, just to really sell the fact that he was gone. Surely it wasn't that easy... Surely the hallucinations hadn't already set in...

Whichever vision he'd been periodically having of a man who turned out to be Curt had vanished. He was alone.

His hand fell just in time to catch the first sob before the sound could escape him. Alone was so much more terrifying when he realised that even his mind couldn't be trusted to keep him in line

[ventureawaybitches]

i have said this before and i will undoubtedly say it again but i love rook so much

[dawnthefox24]

*Venture is on a leash harness attached to them.* Venture: is the harness really important? Tracer: Sorry love it is, cause were were going you might be too excited since last time you sorta well... Cole: You went to see some roman mythology artifacts.... Venture: Wha-C-Can you really blame me!? Cole and Tracer:*look at each other* Venture: What? Cole: Venture you disappeared from sight while moving the payload, if I recall correctly you told Lena and I quote " I gotta go! I'll be back in 5 minutes..." While exploring Eichenwalde...You were gone for a about 7 hours... Venture:....Okay so I tend to get excited but can you blame me!? Cole: Last time you went on a mission with Hana song and Kiriko, disaster occurred because you took them on an underground adventure because of Dollaseite-(Ce) was found near the area Venture: Hey it's was rare seeing Dollaseite (Ce)!! Do you want to learn about it, cause its so cool and very rare!? Cole: What- N-No just please behave on this mission...please Sloane Venture: Alright fine I'll behave I promise I won't get excited about seeing something I like...Maybe... Cole:*pinches the bridge of his nose* oh boy....

[zilabee]

because my dash were being all coy about the 'news' about now and then I had to track it down via men being serious on youtube and dear god

(the only interesting news is that they've apparently used AI to make Paul's voice sound younger, which is kind of the most interesting thing they could do, and I love them for it, because yeurch all the AI bullshit on youtube at the moment, but if paul gets hold of a machine and can make his voice do whatever he wants it to, is that AI bullshit or is that just paul being very paul? what might it be and where might it end? BUT! that is not even the news the serious men of youtube are REMOTELY interested in though! honestly they barely mentioned it. the "news" they care about is that they've used a three way harmony vocal chord from a take of 'because' for backing, and slowed it down to change the key. sounds lovely to me but the men do not think it is lovely, they think it's quite serious, and they're not at all sure how they feel about it, except that it's worrying, if not actually concerning. The news is also that george played rhythm guitar on it, not lead guitar, and that's also something which it's hard to know how to feel about, but probably best to feel very serious about. And george might not sing on it, (apart from in the three part harmony) so how terrible to say it's even a beatles song if george is only playing on it and singing on it, and it's odd, isn't it, that it's all just going ahead when actually the serious men of youtube aren't sure they want it to, and when they're not sure it's what george would have wanted. (it turns out they know just as much as tumblr's george fans what george would have wanted, so that's good, they can all discuss among themselves and perhaps have a little war to decide who is the most upset about literally nothing and who can best protect George from literally nothing, I don't know.) Also the news is that ringo probably didn't even want to do the track and giles martin had to 'talk him into it' so yet again paul was the only beatle who wanted to do the thing, which we all already knew, and which is fine, isn't it? NO. Nothing is fine. incredibly, they seem to think makes it less of a beatles track, when that's the very thing that makes it most beatley, but it would be wrong to just enjoy that, or indeed enjoy anything, it's all very concerning, and we can only assume the very worst and be serious about it. On top of all the "news", it's important you know that they're still not sure we even NEED a new beatles track but it is happening anyway as if their opinion might not matter, and that is very troubling. they don't seem to have even considered just not giving a shit, oh gosh the shit they give. They also seem to feel that it matters a lot whether it's a good song or not? !!! They're so confused. And they're still worried it's not really going to actually even be a beatles song !!! which is extraordinary because obviously it's not a beatles song, is it, they're half dead, so worrying on and on about whether or not it's really a beatles song is a terrible use of time, but they have a lot of time. Also apparently the news is that they're remixing the blue and red albums which also apparently we should have serious opinions on but I had to opt out of those opinions because I died.)

[gojo-mochi]

While my new tattoo heals, I forgot if I shown off any of my other new ones

[tomwambsgays]

fbi's golden boy, holden ford