#yeah I'm cooked..

[bean-is-trying]

These extended days we spend together.

It's always those final hours where our words and touches lose their consequence.

You find an excuse to hold my hand.

My fingers glide, without thought, back

And forth, across yours.

It's difficult to hide the tension in my body, my quickening breaths.

Behind our words are quiet confessions, shrouded in so many layers of nuance.

My rational self pleads from behind my eyes, banging her hands on the window.

What are you doing. You're only making it worse. Can you please control yourself?

I do not hear her. Reality melts around me and drips onto my shoulders.

In this moment, there is only you.

[akanemnon]

Let's even the odds!

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MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

[milkamel]

Hey guys does anyone want more freaksage? Found a new brush on accident it's so enjoyable to doodle with omg

[pearsandrust]

mydei having a library is absolutely heartbreaking symbolism. it's a running gag that the kremnoan language doesn't have many words; there's no word for flee, no word for fear, even no word for love. i know the library was his family's, but still -- it is such a distinct symbol of how mydei wants to break kremnoan tradition. how he openly rejects the idea that violence is the only valid form of communication. how he always dismisses the baseless rumours surrounding his abilities, proving that he values truth over glory. we see mydei try to talk his people into reason. we see him apologize to tribbie for being rude. we even see him (begrudgingly) admit to phainon that he knows how to interpret poetry. time and time again, mydei chooses language -- and truth -- over violence. so when he invites phainon to visit his library in the next life, he's not just expressing hope -- he's asking phainon to remember him by what he really believes in. even if i become the avatar of strife, he's saying, even if you have to kill me one day -- in the next life, please see me as the person i've tried to become.

mydei knows the power of a name, perhaps because his language has so few of them. and that makes it doubly ironic that he personally has so many titles: son of gorgo. the patricidal crown prince. kingslayer. godslayer. the undying. but as krateros points out, the name he prefers is the one he uses with the chrysos heirs. and although mydei doesn't talk much, all his actions seem to say the same thing.

remember me as mydei, not mydeimos.

[sergle]

i feel like you guys only hear about the bad tiktok phenomenon, like Girl Math and stuff like that, bc it prompts more of a reaction. but i want to let you know that i keep seeing one that's called Dinosaur Time, and it's where you SHOVE fistfuls of raw spinach, straight out of the tub, into your mouth and eat it like you're a dinosaur ravenously devouring a delicious tree star. and then you've had a serving of greens. and all it took was 10 beautiful seconds.

[rabotimagines]

"Party Dice" GN BOT Reader x Skyfire [Smut]

Summary: You get paired with Skyfire during a cross faction game of "interface dice". Or sucking the soul out of Skyfire because your dependable friend needs it.

Genre/Theme: Smut scenario 🔞 MDNI

Warnings: Voyeurism, Technically public Blow job, throat bulge

Pronouns: You, Your, Yours, they, them

Notes: Skyfire is bigger than bot Reader it's not specified how much bigger just that Reader is a smaller bot than him, Made this with Older flirty Autobot!Reader that both the Autobots and Cons are a touch interested in. Readers an Autobot Officer. The gang watches throat goat Reader suck off Skyfire. Part 2 With Rumble here.

Skyfire quickly looked away when Starscream glared their way once more. A glowering sound makes Skyfire glance at Grimlock, who was glaring openly back at Starscream through his visor.

"King," your voice cuts through his thoughts and also makes Grimlock glance your way. "C'mon, I said we gotta play nice until we get rescued. You're doing good so far. Don't let Starscream mess you up." Grimlock's plating visibility relaxed a touch, and a vent left him in a huff.

"Me Grimlock not mess up because of him!" Grimlock shifted a bit on his spot on the floor, his servos moving to grab at his own thighs. Skyfire could only wonder how you knew exactly what to say to get the dinobot to listen so intently to you. Though honestly... Grimlock being here at all was what made Skyfire assume why the Decepticons were so quick to agree to the temporary mutual peace.

Skyfire checked his chrono and made a note on how five earth hours had officially passed. Five more, and then you should be rescued. At least that was what Optimus said- they were going as fast as they could to get you all out. Skyfire was frankly just glad everyone's weapons were also forcibly disabled while in here. Though the glares and stares on both sides of the room were certainly becoming more heated.

Skyfires optics darted towards the Decepticon circle when Starscream stood up and made his way over to your circle. You didn't hesitate to stand yourself and take to the front of the group. Grimlock and Skyfire followed after. Bumblebee and Beachcomber joined from the side and you all waited.

Once Starscream was in front of you, he smirked before placing a servo on his own canopy. "I Starscream as the highest member of currently present Decepticons. Would like to oh so boldly invite you-" Starscream gestured towards you. "As highest member of the currently present Autobots to a game-"

"Starscream, just ask em if they'll play party dice or not seesh-"

"I'm getting there, Rumble!" Starscream snapped and glared at the cassette before turning back and soothing the rage filled expression off his face. He resets his vocalizor. "Yes, as the insignificant runt said- I the great Starscream, am inviting you to a game of group dice. The party kind." He added at the end, his smirk curling a touch further.

"Woah woah-" Beachcomber leaned forward from the back of the group. "You don't mean 'interface dice'. Do you mech?"

Interface-? oh Primus.

Skyfire remembered those from his early academy days. They were a set of dice that you could set for whatever number of players with designations. One had the designations, and one had the prompts. You would roll the dice, see whose designation it was, then hand them the two dice. Then they would roll a prompt, then the Designation dice again to see whom and what they were going to do with them. Than you rolled to see who would roll next.

You crossed your arms. "Bold is right. Asking to fool around with the enemy so soon, Starscream?" You lightly titled your helm and smiled at Starscream.

Starscream's wings twitched, and Skyfire didn't miss how he quickly corrected them so they wouldn't raise higher. "You should be honored I'm even considering inviting you into this Decepticon-"

"Primus, you suck at this Starscream!" Skywarp had stood and stalked his way over to your impromptu meeting. "Oi! We want you to play with us cause we're bored." Starscream smacked Skywarp in the arm with a loud sound.

"Be quiet!" Only Skywarp didn't take to kindly to that and immediately smacked Starscream back for it.

"What's the deal?" You spoke, and they both stopped where they were. "Where they were" being grabbing onto one another's frames and about to start brawling. "We join, and we pass the time together peacefully?"

Starscream shoved Skywarp off of himself and brushed dirt off his canopy. "No- not you," he gestured towards your entire group. "I mean 'you' as in you." Starscream pointed a digit right at your chassis.

Oh- oh!

"Oh no, you most certainly will not!" Skyfire injected first, a frown quickly pulling his derma. Starscream always did have audacity. But this?

"Yeah, no!" Bumblebee stepped in front and pushed you behind him- or tried to push you behind him. You didn't move when Bumblebee pressed his arm against your frame. So Bumblebee just stepped right in front of you and glared up at Starscream. "You aren't just gonna take them off by yourselves so you can play with them all by your no-good Con lonesome!"

"Me Grimlock say no taking either!" Grimlock pointed a digit before he marched over, stood directly behind you, and glared down at Starscream from above. Which seemed to have a much greater effect on Starscream.

"Woah, my mechs-" Beachcomber came around the side with his servos raised placidity. "Maybe we come to a little compromise- we're all still locked together in this big old box now, aren't we?" His servo clamped onto your pauldron while his other hovered over but didn't touch Starscreams arm. "Would be best if we didn't start what we can't do anything about... right?" 

"Right." You agreed.

Starscream's sneer turned into a frown "Fine-" he muttered and crossed his arms. His gaze not leaving you as he continued to glare.

"Now- how about," Beachcomber waved his free servo loosely as if trying to find the words in the air "We all join the game and we'll play till we get tired of it or we go till we get busted out? Whatever we like first." Beachcomber finished the thought with a lazy smile.

Beachcomber had a point. You were all stuck together for the next few hours without any weapons. And nothing would be changing that fact.

The only things that worked on any of your frames were your basic additions on your internal HUD's and non combative items. Your chronos and your internal coms- Bumblebee had a small human game spike had given him, but it was small enough to fit in Carly's pocket, so they couldn't exactly play it- but it did function. If the dice worked, they could certainly play with them.

"Whatever! Fine! Get over here!" Skywarp shouted, making Starscream snap his helm to the side to glare at him instead.

"Yeah, the fragging boredom is gonna kill me before anything else." Rumble crossed his arms.

"We can still crush you where you stand!" Thrust pointed, but his stance crumbled when Grimlock snapped his helm towards him and growled. The sound still rather loud even when in his root mode. "Crush you in this game- yeah, that's it!"

"If you're as horrendous as you are on the battlefield we can just stop." Astrotrain stated with a shrug and an impassive nod.

Starscream's wings twitched, seeing himself out voted and out spoken he turned back towards you with a stomp of his thruster. "Fine! Very well, it will be a full party cross faction event."

"Sounds great-" one of your servos brushed against Grimlocks chassis, and Grimlock leaned further against your touch. And further down to glare even closer at Starscream. "We agree on four rules." You held up four digits with your free servo.

-

Rule one, and the most important thing you said was that any cross faction fraternizing during this game does not leave this room.

Rule two was if someone wants to stop playing, you can't force them to keep going.

Rule three was they would start the games with the "Spike" and "Valve" options for the prompts locked and have them turned on later if everyone agrees.

Rule four was everyone got one "Chicken" that would allow them to get out of one dice roll prompt with no consequences. If you refused to do the second prompt after that, you would not continue to play party dice.

Though Skyfire had no clue what earth fowl had to do with the term or game- it did have some sense to it.

The game started with Beachcomber having to give Skywarp a wing massage. Which was admittedly a touch funny watching Skywarp curse and panic- only to relax and almost order Beachcomber to keep going since he apparently knew what he was doing.

Time started to practically fly by once the game had started.

Starscream and Bumblebee had already used their chickens. Starscream when he was prompted to lick Rumbles pede. And Bumblebee when Grimlock had rolled the "bite them wherever, your choose" prompt with him.

Grimlock laughed about making Bumblebee panic, but he went dead silent when the next round, you kissed Grimlock on the chassis right on his Autobot symbol.

Skyfire even had Astrotrain's digits in his mouth at one point. And now he's sure they were both making a consecutive effort not to make optic contact with one another.

So he instead watched as you bit Thrust on his wing, and he yelped so loud Skyfire flinched. Skywarp and Rumble laughed loudly at their allies' misfortune. Thrust grumbled and tried to kick them before he went back to his spot on the floor. His optics brighter and his wing you'd bitten twitching occasionally.

An hour into the game, Rumble asked if he could turn the array options on or if anyone cared. Bumblebee almost opted out but decided to stay when no one else tried to leave. The hour that had passed going by so quickly might be why no one really objected. So now there was a  1/16 chance you'd get a valve or spike as the prompt area. No one had gotten either of the prompts yet after about thirty earth minutes of the change being made.

Skyfire took the dice tossed at him when Starscream rolled his name for the next turn. Instead of rolling both dice separately, Skyfire took both in his cupped servos and rolled them simultaneously.

The dice landed with a clunk the hologram displaying the glyphs in the air for them to read.

"Get Spike sucked by-" 

The soft joking and ribbing went completely silent. Skyfires optics widened, and he slowly looked at the designation.

It was yours.

Then the room exploded in a cacophony of noise.

"No way!"

"That's not fair!"

"First panel popped-!"

"Uh, do you need to-?"

"Be quiet!" Starscream shouting a bit louder then the rest made everyone fall silent once more. "Honestly, panicking over such a thing. You don't even know if they'll do it! They both still have an out each-"

"I'll do it." You boldly stated, making Starscream stop short before you turned your helm to make optic contact with Skyfire. "I'll suck your spike, Skyfire." You smiled the simple way you did, and Skyfires optics brightened.

"You'll do it?!" Skywarp leaned forward on his servos from where he was sitting on the floor. Almost like he was a nano-klick away from crawling across the floor.

"Yeah." You shrugged your shoulders as if you were being asked to take notes for a classmate. "I'll suck his spike. I'll probably need the chicken for an actually bad prompt. And sucking Skyfires spike isn't actually what I'd label as bad. So? easy, I suck his spike. That is..." Your gaze went back to Skyfire, "If Skyfires down with it anyway. What do you say, big guy? Down or no?"

Everyone's helms snapped from you to Skyfire, and Skyfire was left listening to his own fans run in an attempt to cool himself down. "I-" What was he supposed to say in this situation?! Skyfire cleared his vocalizor unsuccessfully. "Well-"

You cut Skyfire off. "You can use a chicken if you want Skyfire, I'm not gonna blame you."

"It's stupid as hell to waste the chance, but you do have yours left." Rumble nodded, and Skywarp on his right also nodded in agreement. The opportunity to what?! Get his spike sucked?! Well-

Skyfire didn't think you were any bad- he did enjoy your company and you as a bot. You were his friend. And well- you were correct about the fact that he may need it later. Allspark forbid if Skyfire got this prompt with Starscream. Skyfire would have become one with the electrum level impenetrable walls of your current prison. It's also not like he's- never had the fleeting passing thought of you in some manner of- compromising position. Though they were short-lived and never lingered on for more than a lonely night cycle...

It... made logical sense for him to accept.

So... Skyfire will.

With his thoughts concluded, his gaze met yours once more "I'll- do it as well."

Skyfire promptly tried to ignore how you smiling at him made his array start to become active.

-

That is how Skyfire ended up standing with his back against one of the walls and you in between his thighs. The other Autobots were standing on Skyfires right leaning against the wall to watch. While the Decepticons were on his left. Starscream and Skywarp had started fighting over their spots since they were the only ones who were the exact same height. It ended with Skywarp on his knees in front of Starscream and leering behind Rumble- after Astrotrain had grabbed them both by their wings and told them to knock it off before he quote "made one of them shorter than the other".

"Could you hurry it up already?" Rumble wondered aloud.

"Rumble when you're the one getting your spiked sucked you can be as impatient as you want." You scolded and looked up at Skyfire from where you were down by his array. "You ready, bear?"

One of the Pet names you'd often use for him should not make his array become so active so quickly. But it does, and Skyfire tries his hardest not to lean fully back against the wall he was against. "Yes." With that, Skyfire swallowed once before letting his modesty panel pull back.

Skyfire sighed when the bit of pressure relieved itself when his spike properly pressurized.

"Oh slag-!" Skyfire ignored Rumbles exclamation and focused just on your own. Your optics only slightly widened, and your smirk didn't even fall off your face. Skyfire had his own concerns on the idea of you attempting to service his spike- what with Skyfire being a larger frame class than your own. Your unperturbed reaction at least didn't make that worry hike higher.

However, actually seeing his spike next to your faceplate definitely did everything but quell his worries.

"He's going to break them." Starscream bluntly commented and Skyfire had to fight the urge to shove his servo over his faceplate.

Your optics flicked upwards. "Relax, you're not exactly the biggest spike I've taken." Which was certainly a statement in it of itself-! "You think I'm not old enough that I don't know my own limits?"

Well- no... you certainly were old enough to more than likely know your own limits. And you were high enough in Autobot command that Skyfire was inclined to believe the inherit responsibility you'd have to carry with such a position- "If you wanna make it even easier for me just keep your servos to yourself and try to keep your hips from thrusting forward." You again repeated the opening and closing of your own mouth with your digits squeezing on your jaw- "Jaw stretches." you had told Rumble when he asked what you were doing.

"Alright-" Skyfire believed he could do that. Anything to make this easier for you. "Please stop if it's too much." Skyfire did not want to actually hurt you. Let alone hurt you with his spike. Especially not when your allies and enemies were both watching this-

"Relax," you told him with your servos softly brushing along Skyfires' inner thighs. The gentle act only makes more heat pool further south. His spike twitching heavy from the sudden further flux of arousal "Just think of this as a thank you from your friend for all the hard work you do for the Autobots. Okay?" You smiled up at him easily like this was somehow the least you could do for Skyfire- and he found himself unable to refute the idea. So he just nodded with a hum of confirmation.

"Great, just enjoy yourself, okay?" With that, you turned your attention towards his spike. Your servo wrapped around his length, and you began to pump his spike from tip to base. Your servo would hold firmer when you got closer to the tip of his spike head. Your servo that couldn't close all the way around the girth of Skyfire's spike-

Skyfire lately bit back a noise when you ran your glossia down the side of his shaft. Alongside the side of his spike that your servo couldn't touch in your fist. A breathy vent escapes him when you simply run your glossia back up his spike. Your glossia circling over the head of his spike before- Skyfire sucked in a sharp vent when your glossia lapped flat against the very sensitive slit on his spike head. Your servo squeezes lightly on the base on his spike.

Primus- Okay, you definitely were aware of how to work his spike. So when you opened your mouth to take his spike inside it, he swallowed down his anxiety alongside his extra oral lubricant. Your mouth was warm- oh Primus- Skyfire sighed heavy when you slowly took him in your mouth. You stopped about halfway down his length and simply held his spike in your mouth- then your glossia lapped testing licks on the underside of his spike where he was resting in your mouth- Skyfire sucked in a sharp vent. Heat beginning to pool even further up his frame from his array. Moving up to also start settling inside his fuel tank.

You then pulled your helm back till his spike head was again kissing your glossia. Your glossia lapped at his slit twice before you lowered your helm back down. You got halfway down his length and repeated your actions. Bobbing your helm down half his length again- and again- his spike was starting to leak pre lubricant under your efforts. Making each slide down his length now smoother. Skyfire could likewise feel his own inner thighs starting to get slick with his own valve lubricant gushing over his own arousal.

You circled your glossia around the head of his spike making his knees want to pitch inward before off lining your optics. He imagined you'd needed the extra focus- Skyfire made a loud and embarrassing sound of shock when on your next slide down, you didn't stop till your derma kissed the flat of his pelvis.

"Ayo!?" Rumble shouted alongside the multiple exclamations of varied shock from both himself and around the room.

A low whistle sounded on his left "Woah mech." The words told him it was Beachcomber. And if his own energon weren't pumping near deafening levels against Skyfires audials he probably would have been able to make out more being said around him. But all Skyfire could focus on was how hot and wet the feeling of your mouth was wrapped around his spike. You pulled yourself off his spike slowly back to his spike tip- before taking his spike right back down your intake just as seamlessly as before.

When you got back down to base, you paused, and Skyfire had to rush to clamp his servo over his mouth to muffle what would have been a very loud noise. The noise instead humming audibly in his throat and against the flat of his servo. Because Primus- heat rushed back up his frame and jerked heavy against his own spark when you repeated what you'd done- you swallowed around his spike again and made Skyfire feel like you were trying to offline him with your mouth. Another noise begged for exit at his servo, and Skyfire had to let it sound out of his intake again. The pleasure currently building in his chassis making the sounds even harder to deny exit.

You pulled away from his length again and continued to bob your helm from base to spike tip. Skyfire's free servo fisted tight only he had to unfurl it to paw blindly behind him and rest on the wall for extra support. He needed it desperately when he now found it perilously difficult to keep himself from giving into the urge of bucking into your mouth- and down your throat.

"Huh-?" Skyfire did not hear what was said to prompt the noise of confusion from Astrotrain.

"Throat-!" Was said, and it was loud enough Skyfire could tell it was Thrust.

Skyfire glanced left and watched as shock and amazement flashed over the Decepticon's faceplates locked right on you- Skyfire almost choked on his own vent when you swallowed around his spike again.

"Yo! You're bulging out their throat!" Rumble shouted, and who he thought was Bumblebee made a very loud shout to Primus- and Skyfire should be doing that himself-! Because it certainly felt like Skyfire was about to be meeting Primus himself right now-! You ignored the crowd you both had and merely continued your slow but steady rhythm of taking his spike in your mouth and throat over and over- your glossia pressed and dragged firm along the underside of his spike on your next pull backwards. You then swallowed around his spike head instead of his whole length this time.

Skyfires hips jolted when hot pleasure rocketed up his frame. And in a panic, he forced his frame to slam back against the wall so he wouldn't thrust right down your intake. You hummed against his spike tip, and Skyfire groaned against the palm of his servo. His plating laxing around his own pauldron struts when you pulled away from him- Skyfires com pinging made him open it.

> you okay?

It was from you- Right- Skyfire glanced back down to where you were wordlessly staring up at him his spike covered in your oral lubricant- Skyfire pulled his servo away from his mouth a touch "I-... Yes-.... Yes, I'm... fine-" Skyfire assured his glossia feeling very thick in his mouth and the words much harder to find then they should be.

What sounded like a snort sounded on his left. "Sucked him stupid." Astrotrain was right to say because Skyfire didn't think he'd be able to continue being a scientist after you finished what you were doing to him frame- he'd be stuck imagining your mouth around his spike- glitched off how you were making him feel-! You smiled and took his spike back to base in your mouth, and Skyfire couldn't stop his mouth from falling open or the hearty moan that rolled out of it.

His servos instinctively reached outwards, and he stopped them just before he clamped his servos down on the side of your helm for support. He fisted both servos tight before forcing them back against the wall with the rest of his frame. A broken whine of a sound escaped his clenched jaw when you groaned around his spike, and Skyfire could feel you in his paint. You pulled back off his length, and Skyfire's spike throbbed, and his overload hit him so hard his wings stripped their own paint against the wall when they jerked. You quickly kissed his pelvis again- his spike now resting fully in your throat and mouth- and Skyfire's helm lulled back against the wall, and he groaned loudly when he begun overloading right down your intake.

Skyfire was left gasping for quick vents every time you would swallow around his length- as you swallowed down his transfluid- His valve clenching down on nothing everytime you did so. Oh Primus, Skyfire was going to go insane. Finally, you pulled off his length one final time right at the end of his overload.

"Slag-! slag! Slag!" Rumble shouted, and a few vents and curses sounded around him- So Skyfire pulled his helm off the wall to look downwards- and watched the last few pumps of his transfluid land right in your open waiting mouth. You then tilted you helm backward and swallowed heavy. When you rolled your helm back forward, you huffed an audible vent. Your glossia ran over your derma once before Your optics found his.

And you just smiled and gave him a thumbs up-! Like Skyfire wasn't struggling to stay up right on his own pedes after that! Skyfire could feel how his own inner thighs were damp from the practically obscene amount of lubricant his valve felt necessary to produce.

Skyfire vented harshly at the sight and rapidly tried to catch his own vents. Other than the sound of him struggling to do just that, the room was utterly dead silent.

"... Can I defect?" Skywarp asked bluntly, breaking said silence. Only for Starscream to smack him hard from behind in the helm. Skywarp unperturbed just glared at Starscream after a quick recovery "What!? We're all thinking it!"

And just like that, everyone started muttering and talking.

"No, we most certainly are not!" Skyfire could see how high Starscreams wings were-

"We could just- y'know-"

"Primus, I have seen what you have done for others, and I want that for me-"

"Are you okay? Like actually mech?" Beachcomber had made his way over and was now next to you.

You nodded and gave him a thumbs up. But didn't say anything?

A flash of realization came over Beachcombers face, and he patted you on the pauldron with a chuckle. "Oh! Righto mech. Take it easy for the rest of this trip then."

"Grimlock not have mouth for something like that."

"I don't think they'll- expect you to do that Grimlock. In fact I don't think any of us are gonna be able to do that." Bumblebee had wandered over with Grimlock as well.

Skyfire huffed and let his modesty panel close back over his array. He then pulled himself off of the wall. His wings stinging slightly when he did so. Skyfires optic brightness kicked back up a degree and his faceplate begun burning when you met his gaze. "I-" Skyfire reset his vocalizor "Thank you for that. I-" He should just be honest about this right? "I enjoyed it- a lot." That wasn't quite what he wanted to say exactly but you just smiled and gave him- another thumbs up?

Skyfire's com pinging again made him glance at it.

> My Vocalizor needs to fully reset. Can't talk yet. Should be fine in a few klicks.

Skyfires optic bridge furrowed in rightful worry before you messaged him again.

> Nice spike by the way :)

The compliment punctuated with the small smiling "emoticon" Chip had shown you all how to make. Skyfire had to scrub his servo over his faceplate at the compliment and try to ignore the heat already trying to restart in his array.

...They still had a few hours playing this game after all, Skyfire should pace himself. He didn't know what else could end up happening.

[annasolovey]

1419

He felt life was meaningless all of a sudden. In the end, he dies too. Of grief and sorrow.

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Но не сомкнуть кольцо седых холмов,

И узок путь по лезвию дождя,

И не ищи — ты не найдешь следов,

Что Воин Вереска оставил, уходя

With regards to all that post about possible kcd3 plot, Henry probably joining Zizka for Hussite wars and Hans being on opposite side for battle of Zivohost

I have vision

Hans seeing Henry dying by Eric's hand, killing Eric, holding Henry's body in the battle aftermath

and after all that leaving Petr Konopistsky side, effectively never fighting in Hussite wars afterwards

And dying himself later that year

[souenkun]

I need the pokemas anniversary to come soon so we can hopefully see volo go batshit crazy again for the second time!!!

[khaoala]

❝I will just root for you quietly, then.❞

FIRST KANAPHAN as KANT PATTANAWAT and KHAOTUNG THANAWAT as BISON episode 9 of THE HEART KILLERS

[inkskinned]

as we enter the start of a semester and the dreaded Hour of Making Friends us upon us... if ur ever at a loss for what to say in one of those weird social situations where you only vaguely-know people, one of my favorite questions to ask is "what is your favorite food crime." a food crime is like the food combination that you love that other people find revolting. press them to take it further than pineapple on pizza, that's rote. food crimes is a good topic that has many benefits as it turns out all people are degenerates and also it will give you some cool ideas to try out later in the privacy of your own degenerate kitchen

the other good thing to ask is "okay but has anyone here ever been someplace haunted" bc it turns out if you ask most people directly they don't believe in ghosts, but many people are like "oh yeah i lived in a haunted house. ghosts aren't real tho"

[birdiepfft]

OBSESSION.

context.

[captainfairygodmother]

You know what I really love that should be explored in even more Merlin fanfics?

Immortal Leon. Like, you've just got Merlin over there sulking about while he waits for Arthur to return. Then there's just Leon, living his best immortal life, doing the most randomest shit known to mankind

[valalice]

older gf!cait loves to remind you about using your manners!

[luna-loveboop]

I want. Four to get appreciation. Because

Four gave a ton of unnoticed help when Twilight was injured

The fight with Wild was difficult, and I know we're all concerned about his negative view of the shadow crystal

But Four did something that no one else really thought of to help- He took care of Twi's stuff

From the beginning he told Twilight to not worry about them

So Four took care of pretty much everything but the others (that Sky and Wars handled)

He took care of Epona

Which is so very important- he took care of Twilight's horse. After her arrival at the stable Four followed up on her

And for Epona, a horse so attached to her human, having some company can help so much for reassurance

He took care of Twilight's stuff

He got Twi's shield- his bags and equipment, and organized it into one place

And he was worried. He obviously found the shadow crystal while handling Twi's stuff, but his negative reactions to it were out of concern.

Also- because of his placement in this scene

I'm fairly convinced Four was ready to start cooking before Wild showed up (since he's beside the counter with food supplies). At the very least he had the basket of fruit out for everyone -but he was literally standing with food behind him- he thought of everything

And he did housekeeping!

Wars payed for the inn, so Four took care of the inn

Realistically these boys were probably not too concerned with tidyness. Four got all of Twi's things on one table, and took care of the room they stayed in

Organizing tables and Twi's things, having food supplies ready, and opening the curtains- overall he was the one tidying up the inn

Four helped in a huge way! He took care of Twi's horse (Epona is so important), his equipment and shield and bag, as well as the other rooms in the inn

Four filled in all the little tasks that others didn't think of. He helped in ways that were needed, but not obvious

There's a lot of problems with the shadow crystal and with Wild, and I don't know what's gonna happen in the future

But don't forget this- don't forget that Four was one who stepped up in an almost unnoticeable way

Don't forget that when everyone was barely holding it together, Four visited Twilight's horse and took care of his things

No matter what develops in the future- this amount of care shown is important ya know?

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Art and comic from Jojo @linkeduniverse au :)))

[toadletthethird]

Contrarian and Opportunist both use all pronouns, but for different reasons.

Contrarian does so because they saw the whole reality multiplying and breaking, how can they believe in any strong identity? + it's in his nature to break expected rules + she would want to try everything + they're stranger' ally + all other valid reasons y'know

Opportunist on the other hand does so just because he goes with anything people call him as long as they call him

"Gender is a social construct!" They both exclaim in unison, but one of their voices turns more and more into the triumphant villain laughter

[moth-flowers]

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