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bluecokecan · 21 hours

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percy "the world was collapsing and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive" jackson x annabeth "an asteroid could have hit the planet and wiped out all life, and annabeth wouldn't have cared" chase

#but anyways #percy and annabeth #percabeth #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #annabeth chase

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brokendoor16 · 2 days

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Guys guys guys I am literally BEGGING y’all to watch dead boy detectives like. This show has EVERYTHING!! Without spoilers, we’ve got:

A terrifically repressed Edwardian ghost (he’s my fave he’s worryingly relatable I want to kill him affectionately)

His best friend- who happens to be yet ANOTHER emotionally repressed ghost with a near-permanent smile and no impulse control

An adorably bitchy psychic who shows up in episode one and is IMMEDIATELY there to stay

A very good-omens-y plot point about the afterlife being some kinda bureaucracy

An incredibly sexy and RIDICULOUSLY pissed-off witch

The most INCREDIBLE relationships between characters- ESPECIALLY the developing platonic relationships

FAR too many emotions for me to be okay with

A RIDICULOUSLY addictive plot tbh. Like. Watched this last week and I’m still thinking about it 24/7

So erm. In conclusion, YOU WILL NOT REGRET WATCHING. (Also the more ppl who watch it the more likely we are to get a season 2 so. PLEASE.)

#dead boy detectives #dbda #edwin payne #charles rowland #PLSSS WATCH THIS #Actually my new fave show icl #Nah that’s probably still good omens #But ANYWAYS #I NEED A SEASON 2 #so erm #YEAH!!

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coralpaperthoughts · 4 hours

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I will never understand ppl who hate/anti ANY of the members of the Gaang, or even any of the other kids. coz they are just kids. in the middle of a fucking war. of course they're gonna fuck up and make mistakes and be little shits, THEY ARE 12-16 !! ALL OF THE GAANG (including Zuko but excluding Suki) HAVEN'T HAD PROPER SOCIALISATION WITH OTHER KIDS THEIR AGE UNTIL THEY MET EACH OTHER !!

and yes, you could argue that Katara and Sokka had each other, but that's siblings and siblings are not the same as friends, and also Sokka was the only teen boy left in the tribe and I think Katara was the only teen girl too (might be wrong there tho)

you could also argue that Aang had friends before he got stuck in the iceberg so he did actually have that socialisation, but bro is fucking 12 and he was stuck in an iceberg for a hundred fucking years and had the whole avatar thing weighing down on his shoulders, cut the bot some slack ???

Toph and Zuko were both Rich Noble Kids™ so they automatically did not get proper socialisation with other kids their age. Toph was sheltered from the outside world because she's blind and a young girl, but yes she did go to that underground boxing ring but that was mainly adults, I highly doubt she was hanging about with kids there and definitely not in normal circumstances.

And although Mai and Ty Lee were there, they were Azula's "companions" (not friends) and they weren't there for Zuko, they were there for Azula only. I'm pretty sure Zuko spent most of his time with tutors or with his mother before she left, he didn't get any socialisation with normal kids and he definitely did not get a normal childhood.

None of them got a normal childhood, so can you really blame any of them for being manipulative or assholes or doing dumb shit, whilst still being a kid/teen !!! and then being bad parents too, when they literally have no good role model to go off of (love Hakoda but bro was not there for his kids for a good couple of years and that does a lot to a kid)

edit: also Azula deserved a redemption/healing arc because she was a victim of abuse as much as Zuko was. she was in fact just a child, as much as the rest of them were, and deserved better. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk 🙏

edit 2: Jet also deserved a chance at healing. like bro watched his village burn and was the sole survivor, he probably has mega survivor's guilt that isn't touched upon in the show, like his hate for the fire nation is pretty rational and his actions (to an extent) are justified. all I'm saying is that if he had anybody else in his corner, that wasn't more angsty, out-for-revenge teens or kids, he could have had a much nicer life. one that didn't lead him to his downfall.

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difeisheng · 2 days

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碎鏡

My Qiaofang fic 《原諒我可好》 was originally the ending to a slightly longer draft, before I edited/cut it down and it became its own oneshot. However, I still like what didn't make it in, and Qiao Wanmian's perspective was a joy to write. So here is everything that happened before, as an extra (but can be read on its own).

Qiao Wanmian learns, days after the fact (again), that a man is dead, disappeared from the world (again), and as she feels the last ten years of her life warp, rush past, reset (back to the start, back to the end) the world fractures into sharp glass.

Qiao-guniang, are you all right? makes its way around the shards, the sound cut too harsh in its gentleness. Menzhu, do you want us to keep looking for him?

Qiao-nvxia, I'm sure he's still alive.

Qiao-guniang, he came back last time. He wouldn't leave you.

(For the second time, no one says.)

Days turn into weeks, turn into a month, strung together by a symphony of demand, of advice, of people who remember a heartbroken maiden mourning her destined, and no one beyond that.

Menzhu—

Qiao-nvxia—

Qiao-guniang—

Qiao Wanmian—

"Enough," she says, and for not the first time, she understands why Li Xiangyi wanted to run.

And so finally, Qiao Wanmian does too.

~*~

Here is the measure of Qiao Wanmian's life:

She is almost thirty, and two betrotheds have come and gone. She has spent half her lifetime dedicated to a sect, defining its name and its honour, but pride though it is, her name does not exist outside of it. Qiao Wanmian of Sigumen, as she hears it echoed in the streets.

And more than that, because the names of heroes will not, cannot die? Qiao Wanmian, Li Xiangyi's beloved.

What is it like, she wonders, watching a trio of girls walk through a market in a small town, sword wrapped in cloth for anonymity, to be someone who loves with the freedom of leaving it behind? What is it like, to exist and nothing more, as someone other than a widow who was never a wife?

What is it like for the world to look at oneself and see a person, not a story, perfect in her sculpted tragedy?

And somehow, somehow she finds the answer after two months of wandering. Or rather he finds Qiao Wanmian, seated at an inn toward the south, blue silk and silver stepping out of a storm and through the door for too-wide eyes to find her own.

"Qiao-guniang," Fang Duobing breathes. When Qiao Wanmian looks at him, all of twenty years old and too young to lose a first love, she knows that before him stands a shattered world too.

"Join me?" she says to that, and signals for another jar of wine.

~*~

Fang Duobing is an interesting one, Qiao Wanmian thinks, several hours later, studying him by the relief of candlelight. His hair sweeps over his shoulder, dark river with a few strands fallen loose, as he slumps forward to brace his arms on the table. He's staring downward as he props his chin up by one hand, the other fidgeting with his sleeve. "How long do you think it'll take to find him?"

Maudlin, he is. He hasn't had the years to build up a tolerance for wine, although Qiao Wanmian cannot say she's been sober this evening. The warmth to her face is from more than the inn torches.

How did Li Lianhua talk to this boy, when he was in this state? What was lie, what was truth, and for how long? Did it feel like this, where Qiao Wanmian knows the answer to Fang Duobing's words, but cannot let it escape her tongue?

"I don't know," she settles for instead, a soft lie to cushion the truth. "It might take a month. It might take years."

"It won't be years," Fang Duobing murmurs. The strings of beads in his hair rustle as he tilts his head to look at her. "We both already waited ten. I'll find him sooner than that."

Xiangyi, Qiao Wanmian thinks, thinks of the last ten years gone by without lighting lanterns for the dead. You always chose the ones who could never give up, didn't you?

"Good luck," she says softly, nearly a whisper, and takes a slow swallow of wine. The jar is nearly empty.

Silence unspools, punctuated by the flicker of the lights. Fang Duobing unstops the next jar of wine and brings it to his lips, neck a graceful curve in the lean of his head back, accented by the line of his jaw. He's grown into his features, for all the room he still has left to mature. If the jianghu hadn't called his name, he would have made a handsome aristocrat in the imperial court.

Is that what else Li Lianhua saw in Fang Duobing, for him to take on a companion after ten years of solitude? Qiao Wanmian wonders briefly, in the split moment before Fang Duobing glances at her again, then somewhere in the distance, darting away too quickly to count as an idle movement. "Something to say, Fang-gongzi?"

Fang Duobing closes his eyes, in a moment's thought. When he opens them, it is to lean closer, close enough that Qiao Wanmian can feel the shape of his breath. Perhaps this dearth of respectable distance, if anyone cares, can be excused by a wine-fuelled lapse in judgment. She chooses to let it be so.

"How did you survive this the last time?" Fang Duobing asks, less question and more plea. Qiao Wanmian can see now that it's been on his mind all evening, desperation forcing his tongue.

His eyes are dark now. He looks lost.

And before she can respond, "I'm asking because you were also someone who knew him."

Oh.

Qiao Wanmian doesn't deserve to have the word zhiji alongside her name. Not when it comes to Li Xiangyi. But she knows what Fang Duobing is searching for, and so she holds it out, that lifeline of kindred recognition.

Thousands mourned the loss of a legend. They both mourned the death of a man.

When her hand moves toward Fang Duobing, half by some instinct, half by impulse, he leans into the touch, letting himself be tugged up by his chin to face her.

"I don't have a good answer for you," she says, and there's no lie for this that will fare any less painful than the truth. "You'll get through one day hoping he'll be there waiting at the end, and he won't be, but you'll go to sleep so that maybe he'll find you in the next. He won't. But if it means you see tomorrow, then you have to keep hoping, until someday, you've found something new to wake up for."

It all comes out in a rush, and it surprises Qiao Wanmian by the honesty of it, so much so that her last words are too quiet by contrast. "That's how people like us keep living."

Fang Duobing's eyes are too bright. She brushes one gemstone of a fallen tear away with her thumb.

"You did this alone?" he says, and Qiao Wanmian recognizes the tremble to those words.

A wandering swordsman with a blade can fight any demon that throws itself at him. Fear, though, has ten thousand different ways to find you.

"You won't have to."

A promise, she realizes a moment too late, but she's already made it. These words were for him alone. Something else takes over Fang Duobing's expression: relief, like the first blossom of spring after a bleak winter.

He's too young for this to be his life.

And of Qiao Wanmian? What does Fang Duobing think? She waits, drawing away from him, the comfort of another's warmth gone.

His words are too soft in his mouth, gaze too earnest. "I know you haven't said anything about yourself all night, but you don't have to either, you know."

It feels like an arrow let fly.

Qiao Wanmian is left helpless by its wound, staring in the half-dark at a boy too sweet for her, willing to break her fall while he doesn't know how to land himself, and, and—

Something inside her breaks.

~*~

When she reaches for him, anything of him, drowned in the shadows by the doors to his room— waist, collar, mouth— he lets her.

#if you're familiar with the first fic you can tell what i took from this and added into it lol #but anyways #i wrote this all in a blur of an evening while procrastinating an essay and im proud of it #so here you go #mysterious lotus casebook #qiaofang #qiao wanmian #fang duobing #ashton writes fic

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earl-of-221b · 7 months

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I can’t explain what blue eye samurai makes me feel…….its a typical revenge story, a man sets out on his hero’s journey to kill the four men who have wronged him. A lone ronin, wide brimmed hat and sword in hand, roaming Edo Japan on his vendetta. But he’s not a man. He’s a woman. And how has he been wronged? What’s she getting revenge on?

On the fact that she exists. She wants revenge on the four white men that could possibly have conceived her. Who got her Japanese mother pregnant with a blue-eyed child. And not just any blue-eyed child, but a girl child. How is she possibly supposed to live in the world like that? For the wrong of being conceived, for the wrong of being born, for the wrong of being birthed into a world that will never love or accept her, she will kill her father.

I don’t know what level of convoluted self hate that is. Is she a child of rape? Or a child of a whore? Halfway through I realise what she told herself at the start couldn’t possibly be true - it’s not really for her mother. Her mother wasn’t the root of her vendetta, she wasn’t really doing it for her. When she leaves that farm and leaves the chance to live a simple, legitimate life as a woman, she goes right back to hunting down the men. Those men personally wronged her.

And then there’s so much to be discussed surrounding the way she grew up, because as a boy child and a man she can afford so much more than life has dealt her. Her swordfather who took her in out of the love and care in his heart had no shame in teaching a mixed man his art. The face of a ‘demon’ is fine. But not the identity of a woman. Shh. Don’t say it. Don’t confess. He knows and doesn’t want to hear it.

And because she’s lived that way her entire life for safety and security, she’s so completely alienated from being a woman, perhaps she really is he. But not really by choice. Or is it? The thing she does best is the art of killing, the art of men. Gender is a prison and gender is a performance and she has to choose which to perform. The times cannot reconcile hatred and violence with a woman. So she lives as a man.

So she can get revenge on her father, for revenge on herself.

#blue eye samurai #everything about mizu is so deeply upsetting #like ok revenge!!#revenge of what - exactly?!#white men?#and/ or your white self?#born against your will?#and who and what shapes this will of yours except the society you were born in?#this is so deeply fucked in every way #but anyways #I love Mizu and I hope he kills his father dead. if only - if only that would satisfy her.#my posts

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morebird · 6 months

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How delicious...

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 fanart #astarion #bg3 astarion #fanart #this is a “sketch” that got out of hand #but anyways #im still sooooooooooooooooo insane about him

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freyadragonlord · 8 months

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Some people seem surprised that Chuuya managed to fool Fyodor about being a vampire for less than 30 minutes, but you gotta remember that when he and Dazai first met, Chuuya succesfully hid that he was Arahabaki for two or three days, all while Dazai was specifically investigating Arahabaki.

Chuuya has always been an extremely good liar, and he is kryptonite to people like Fyodor or Dazai (or at least Fifteen's Dazai, he learned from that experience) because he looks brash and impulsive and ""simple"", but actually Chuuya has been lying about who he is for most of his life, and nobody knows how to be a mindless monster better than him.

#fyodor's weakness is that he looks down on everyone else #he never expects to be surprised by people #or that they may be more than they seem #Dazai in Fifteen used to be the same and that's shy he was so bored with life #he literally decided to give life a second chance because Chuuya surprised him #but anyways #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs spoilers #bsd spoilers #bungo stray dogs #bsd #chuuya #nakahara chuuya #skk #soukoku

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siriuslygay1981 · 3 months

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Sirius-This is my best friend

Regulus-Oh haha you should hide him from me if u don't want me to flirt with him

Sirius -He's older than you?

Regulus-He don't gotta know that

Sirius-He's literally right here listening

*James making heart eyes at reg*

Regulus- We don't gotta tell anyone bbg

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tsukiaki · 2 years

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Twitter apocalypse is beginning so hello again tumblr!!

#cynonari #cynari #cyno #tighnari #lumine #paimon #oh how i miss screaming in tags #but anyways #cynonari boyfriends so true #my art #genshin impact

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aerequets · 6 months

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this is very messy but it just sprung on me and now i am gonna go to sleep

#kinda spoilers? ish?#if you dont know then it doesnt really spoil anything #or make much sense #but anyways #spy x family #my art #sxf #yor forger #anya forger #sxf manga #melinda desmond

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sweetberrylover · 23 days

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Hey tots not the same person from awhile back. But can you do art of Utena and Athy's first 'meeting'?

Sure thing !

“First” Meeting and First “Meeting“

#sorry if it took me so long to finish I’m sick #but anyways #revolutionary girl utena #utenanthy #utena tenjou #anthy himemiya #utena x anthy #rgu #my art tag #ask/tell me stuff #anon ask

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aalghul · 2 months

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I miss how pre-flashpoint Jason used to flip around and actually showed off his robin training

#‘he’s a brick wall he can’t move fast or do cool acrobatics’#only because post-flashpoint Jason is boring man #he wasn’t rlly any more of a brick wall than most adult male charas back in that era for a lot of the time #but anyways #jason todd

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taitavva · 11 months

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using your father's blood money for fun & profit

#^ my informal way of saying ill b a lil absent for a week or two (or 3)#bcause im traveling #+ im trying to get some shuake week drawings done #BUT ANYWAYS #shuake vacation 🎉#shido's bank account is being put to good use #persona 5 #p5 #persona 5 royal #p5r #procreate #2023 #goro akechi #persona 5 protagonist #ren amamiya #akira kurusu #shuake #akeshu #2 hours

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wallyb0t · 9 months

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nothing bad ever happens to them wdym?

#i drew this during phils stream yesterday #way before the end #but anyways #qsmp #qsmp fanart #fanart #philza #philza minecraft #qsmp talullah #qsmp chayanne #qsmp philza

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adharastarlight · 5 months

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Regulus, about Barty: it's okay, I threatened to throttle him in his sleep if he didn't shut up

James:

Regulus: I'm 90% sure he didn't think I was joking

James:

Regulus: I'm 87% sure I wasn't joking

James: love no-

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sokkabaddiebender2021 · 3 months

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an opinion i will defend to the grave will be that zuko’s ponytail ATE in both the og show and in the netflix live action. no more explanation will be given to that statement (i will most definitely proceed to do that in the tags)

#like okayyyy arianaaa #couldn’t find a better photo of natla zuko bruh #but despite the (obvious) bald part of it #maybe it’s cuz zuko has a very defined bone structure in both versions #so the ponytail just kinda highlights that #BUT ANYWAYS #y’all always waiting for the ponytail look to go away but u just don’t get it 🤚#ponytail zuko u will always be famous to me!!#avatar the last airbender #atla #zuko #natla #atla zuko #ponytail zuko #netflix atla #i am so deep in atla again guys please save me

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