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I was watching some "Reading the Past" videos for research, and learned about this piece of original 18th century stained glass in St. Margaret's Church, Westminster.
Stained glass window showing William Caxton, King Edward IV and printing press inside Saint Margaret's Church, Westminster. This is a 1960s recreation, after the original was destroyed.
Based on the 1877 illustration by William Small.
HOB?!?
Is that you wrenching that press tight, bruh? Were you having a laugh when you posed for the sketch for this window 400 years later?
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fellas is it gay to cross dimensional barriers in order to get to the person you were willing to sacrifice your life for and then arrive at his doorstep with tears on your face as you confess how much you've missed him??? asking for a friend
#tged#the greatest estate developer#lloyd frontera#javier asrahan#llojavi#kim suho#tged fanart#fanart#my art#tged spoilers#<- HA. i wish. but still just in case lmaoooo#the fact there's speckles of berkis' magic still clinging to javier in the illustration of ch 401#means that either javier was transported directly in front of suho's door or that he ran so fast to get to him the magic didn't even get#the chance to dissipate before he arrived there. and considering we've seen how imprecise dimensional travel magic is in other arcs#i for one thing it was the second option <333#and also i just don't care i like making little speckles of light to my art i think it looks funky :3
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tw: alcohol
This is technically au but there is nothing here that means it has to be. It is just a very drunk Pac making out with people at the bar.
They have been at the bar for an hour, and Pac is already very drunk. Cellbit's own attempts to join him had been thoroughly thwarted when he had climbed into his lap, curling up there like he belonged there. And, sure, that was a little awkward, but Cellbit has met drunk Pac before, and a little bit of affection goes a long way to stop him from bursting into tears.
This might go a bit beyond a little affection, though; Felps came to sit with them five minutes ago, and Cellbit is now able to - a little awkwardly - finish his glass. He keeps one arm looped around Pac's waist - if Pac falls then Mike is going to shank him - and uses the other to drink.
And as an excuse to look away as Pac and Felps make out, only interrupted by the very human need for air. He does his best to feed Pac water and pretzels in between makeout sessions, but honestly Pac is going to be Mike's problem in the morning, so the squirming is more Cellbit's concern.
The two are having fun, at least. Even if Pac keeps looking at Cellbit's lips.
Cellbit... he isn't sure if he wants one or not, but beind asked would be nice.
Mike is looking at him.
Cellbit looks back.
"He won't let you kiss him," Mike says, voice dripping in something sharp. "He likes you, but we know where your mouth has been."
Right, yeah, that would... honestly, Cellbit is surprised by having Pac in his lap, drunk and vulnerable as he is.
Wait, no, Pac would absolutely do it. He's surprised that Mike is letting him.
Cellbit is saved, or perhaps damned, from replying by the opening of the door. The group ignore it at first, until Fit's booming laughter pierces the room. Pac, all in a hurry, slams up from the current kiss, slams his head into Cellbit's chin, and looks around.
"Fitch!" He calls. "Fitchi! Come here!"
Cellbit sees Mike down the rest of his bottle of wine, and makes he descision to quickly finish his own drink, too.
It takes Fit a few seconds to find them in the crowd, but once he does he wanders over.
Pac, grinning, finally gets up and off cellbit's lap. He stumbles a bit before all but throwing himself into Fit's arms, calling his name again.
"Hey Pac," Fit smiles, carefully manouvering Pac's hands away from his ass. "Easy, easy, calma."
"Hm!" Cellbit thinks that Pac's pleased noise might be the end of it, only to see him slip out of the grasp and back to his feet and tug him over. "Come sit by Cellbinho! Sim! Here! Good boy Fitch!"
"Oh, um, okay Pac. Hey Mike, Cellbit, Felps."
Even in the low lighting, Cellbit can see that blush on Fit's ears.
Cellbit initially expects Pac to crawl into Fit's lap, and spare his the pain. But, no, no of course that cannot happen; once he is satisfied with Fit's position Pac comes and crawls back onto Cellbit's lap. He squirms a bit, getting himself comfortable and nuzzling Cellbit's neck a little, before immediately leaning over in Fit's direction.
It starts with a nose kiss, then a forehead kiss, and at that point Cellbit turns to look at Felps instead, his best friend sipping on an obnoxiously bright cocktail.
Felps gives a little wave, slouching further in his chair to match the rest of their heights.
Cellbit raises his fingers back, opens his mouth, thinks of a tongue inside ir and promotly shuts it again.
Felps somehow manages to keep his glass in hand even as he bursts out laughing.
Cellbit curls a finger up from his own glass; flipping Felps off only has him laughing harder.
And then there's a shift as Pac pulls back from Fit.
"You good Pac?" Fit asks.
Because some of them are occassionally considerate.
"Yes just..." Pac's eyebrows furrow and Cellbit, not being considerate in the slightest, shoves a pretzel in his mouth and a glass of water in his hand.
Automatically Pac eats the snack, then drinks the water.
"I can't kiss both of you at once, and i like Cellbinho's lap best."
Oh, God help them, Pac looks about on the verge of tears.
"Take it in turns, idiot," Mike drawls over. "Youre sat in the middle and lean both ways."
Pac looks at Mike like an utter genius for a moment, before throwing himself to the side. Fit gets one last kiss on his nose, and a giggle which could either be cute or signal the usage of a world ending superweapon - with Pac, especially drunk, it's a little hard to tell.
Then he shifts his weight wholly, throwinf himself to the other side.
With Felps he skips the little kisses that Fit had been receiving, Pac instead diving straight into making out.
Cellbit, meanwhile, is a little busy making sure pac doesn't fall to notice the kiss pressed to his own cheek.
At least, not until he catches Mike's eyes, face torn half way between complete despair and a chesire cat grin.
"Hey Pac!" Roier calls from somewhere just behidn Cellbit. "Who's your favourite?"
Pac pulls away for a second, calling back a thrilled "Mike!" before switching sides again and kissing Fit.
"No I meant for the kissing! Kissey kisses!"
Unhappy to be interrupted again, Pac sits straight but still answers. "Felps has the best tongue and Fit has the best reactions and Mike says I'm not allowed to say Cellbit has the best teeth, so I'll say he has the best legs instead. Its why I sit here. That and he only wants to kiss-kiss you, not me. I get kisses but not kiss-kisses."
That has Roier - among others - cackling, and Mike swearing a bit before calling for a second bottle of wine.
If Cellbit didn't have a night shift later, he would be very, very tempted to join him.
#qsmp fanfic#qsmp shipping#qsmp felps#qsmp pac#qsmp cellbit#qsmp fit#qsmp mike#alcohol tw#Pac is a very clingy and affectionate drunk#Who gets sad very fast if there's nobody to cling to#In my head Pac and Mike are having a shitty day prior to this but context spoils it
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Let love be genuine. Abhor what is evil; hold fast to what is good.
Romans 12:9 ESV
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Daniel Matthews is a Jigsaw apprentice truthers, I would like to raise you....
Brent Abbott is also a Jigsaw apprentice.
I keep thinking if maybe they were available for Saw VII, they would've been the ones with Gordon instead of Brad and Ryan.
#we need 20 more saw movies#GUYS DO YOU SEE THE VISION#SOMEONE AGREE WITH ME SO I CAN DRAW THIS#daniel would cling to lawrence fast because he lost his dad and sees lawrence as a dad figure#and lawrence IS a dad figure cuz he sorta lost diana when they moved away after he and alison separated.#brent clinged onto him for the same reason but he was iffy at first#because lawrence is part of the healthcare field#the same industry that failed his dad.#saw#sawposting#saw franchise#saw ii#saw 2004#saw vii#Lawrence gordon#jigsaw#john kramer#horror#more of a headcanon than a theory
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Karaoke Night
Where Rita scares the ever living shit out of the team with a children's song
#Jeremy is clinging to the ceiling spying on them like >:3#Himeno knows the song but having Rita sing it makes the creepiness more apparent#This is probably the only song Rita knows and they're making them sing it before allowing them to go home#Mind you the four are probably tipsy/drunk during karaoke night#So that song sobered them up FAST#Not sure about Jeremy. He probs watched all “awwww. Baby judge is trying their best”#Gira will probably avoid showing the orphans the anime after that#Himeno will forbid Rita from ever singing at karaoke night until they learn a different song to sing#kingohger#king ohger#ohsama sentai kingohger#rita kaniska#rita kanisuka#moffun#himeno ran#hymeno ran#gira hastie#gira husty#yanma gust#yanma gast#kaguragi dybowski#kaguragi dibousuki#Moffun wants to commit arson#Arson Moffun
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If you had to put Yohan and Gaon in a parallel universe, what would it be? Bcs I've been thinking about how would they be in a zombie apocalypse scenario (it's definitely very angst)
I can think of several and my brain tends to let the ideas percolate at the back of my mind whether I want them to or not x'D So, at random, it'll present me with fully formed stories complete with a complex plot and everything that's been slowly pieced together while I wasn't looking.
Admittedly, I haven't thought of a Zombie AU, though, probably because I don't like the doom and gloom of it (she says while having written a 100k Zombie AU for another fandom where one of the main characters is a literal zombie x'D ).
ANYWAY. Here are some ideas that have been living in my brain rent-free for a while:
Soulmate AU:
While everybody believes in soulmates, not everyone is lucky enough to dream of their fated other half. Yo Han does, however. They start during his teenage years, as is customary, and he can't say he's surprised when it's Isaac's familiar face he sees. He's quite relieved, in all honesty, since he'd much rather have a platonic soulmate than a romantic one. It's less messy that way.
Fate proves him wrong the day Isaac dies in that godforsaken fire and Yo Han devotes the rest of his life to avenging his soulmate's death. That seems to be the only way to fill the void inside of him.
But then, just as Yo Han is getting ready to set his ten-year plan in motion, everything gets thrown on its head.
He meets Kim Ga On.
Suddenly, Yo Han isn't sure who he's seeing in his dreams. Is it Isaac or this young, idealistic judge — who Yo Han soon realises has been sent to spy on him? And, even if it is Kim Ga On he's dreaming about, does that truly change anything? Everything has already been set in motion and, soulmate or not, Yo Han wants revenge for what happened to his brother.
And what's to say that Kim Ga On — so brilliant and righteous — would even want Yo Han as his soulmate? His despise for Yo Han is evident so, clearly, fate must have made a mistake this time.
Someone that pure could never love a monster like him.
(Ga On dreams, too, and they're always the same. He never sees his soulmate's face, only roaring flames and a crumbling building. Ga On assumes that means his soulmate is dead. Why else would he find himself trapped inside that burning inferno every time he dreams? Surely he would have seen something else by then if the person was still alive?
Not once does it cross his mind that, maybe, his soulmate just needs to find a reason to start living again...)
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Black Knight AU:
Joining a group of rebel refugees wasn't so much a choice for Ga On as a necessity. He hates to see the suffering around him, people dying from lack of oxygen and food, their numbers dwindling by the day.
Ga On wants a better future for all of them and he'll fight tooth and nail to get it — even if that means tearing down the old world order and demanding a new one.
Fortunately for the rebels, they have someone on the inside helping them. Ga On has never met this person — known only as the Benefactor — but it's clear that he must be from the core district. Only someone at the very top would have the kind of power and influence that the Benefactor does, providing the rebels with information and supplies through the network of deliverymen and military personnel at his disposal. Ga On doesn't know why someone at the core district would want to bring down the very system that keeps him rich, but Ga On will take whatever help he can get.
And then — as if Ga On doesn't already have enough to deal with — things get complicated the day the rebels intercept what they think is a supply delivery but turns out to be a travel convoy. And the man at its centre is clearly from the core district judging by his pristine suit and flawless appearance. Usually, that would make him a valuable hostage, but there's something different about this man.
Not only does he not seem the least bit afraid to find himself in the midst of a group of armed refugee rebels, but he also fixates on Ga On in a way that's downright unsettling. Ga On doesn't understand why.
Nor does he understand why he keeps feeling an inexplicable and wholly inappropriate pull towards the man. Ga On knows absolutely nothing about him aside from the fact that he's clearly very rich, unnervingly intelligent and, as it soon turns out, incredibly dangerous. How can Ga On be attracted to someone so ruthless and selfish?
The only core district dweller Ga On feels even the slightest bit of respect for is the Benefactor and this Kang Yo Han is the polar opposite. Ga On shouldn't feel drawn to him.
And yet, against better knowledge, he does.
And it feels more like a question of when he'll succumb, rather than if.
(This story has everything! Rebels! Eating of the rich! Delicious identity porn! Explosions! Elijah calling Ga On literal trash that Yo Han dragged in from the gutter!
... it would probably also be pretty long so let's hope I don't succumb to the urge to write it)
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Historical Vampire AU:
After Ga On's parents die, he fully expects to end up on the streets and starve to death. Fortunately for him, a local scholar takes him on as an apprentice instead, teaching him how to read and write.
He feels incredibly indebted to Scholar Min and so, many years later, when Ga On is asked to accept a position as assistant to a rich but mysterious lord just outside the city, he of course does so. The position is a mere cover, however. In actuality, Ga On will be spying on Kang Yo Han in hopes of finding out if he's secretly supporting the uprising that's brewing in their region.
More than once, Scholar Min tells Ga On that he must be careful — that the mission is incredibly dangerous. But it's not until he actually arrives at Lord Kang's estate that Ga On understands why Scholar Min kept repeating all those dire warnings.
Not only is Kang Yo Han aloof and deeply unsettling — his gaze filled with something that could only be described as hunger whenever he looks at Ga On — but he doesn't seem to eat, rarely sleeps, and never ventures outside during the day. Only once darkness falls does he leave the estate and, sometimes, he doesn't return until just before dawn.
Before long, Ga On begins to wonder if Kang Yo Han isn't just involved in the uprising, but might also be the cause for the dead bodies that have been found strewn around the city the past couple of months.
And, somehow, Ga On has to find proof to support his theory — preferably without becoming a target himself.
(A.k.a. if you thought Ga On's neck kink in Who Holds the Devil was bad? Think again, bitches)
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Aside from these, there are also the two parallel universe stories I have already started: Gravitational Pull which is basically meant to be a series of one-shots that divert from the original canon by changing one small detail in each installment. And then The Devil's Due which is a Different First Meeting AU where they meet when Ga On is still a teenager and that throws everything out of order (because Yo Han accidentally kickstarts Ga On's gay awakening a lot sooner than usual and, after that, all bets are off)
So yeah. I could probably think of several more but let's stop here for now xD
(And don't ask me why I chose to write these ideas as if they're fanfic summaries because they definitely aren't fanfics yet)
#Amethystina Replies#Anonymous#Like for real tho#Give me a concept and twenty minutes and I can return to you with a fully fleshed-out plot#Because my brain works FAST when it's in that mood xD#I might not always chose to write it down though#Because coming up with the ideas is so much faster than actually writing them down#But these five (including Gravitational Pull and The Devil's Due) are the ones I cling to#Because some part of me kind of hopes to maybe be able to write them one day?#We'll see#I think the soulmates one would be the quickest#But also tricky because it's Yo Han's POV#(the only one from his POV actually)#Soooo yeah
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what if torvic actually did drown him. and he first regenerated then, as a child.
#i'm putting together the fact that he's on his second body (at least) before he leaves gallifrey#+ his recklessness which sees him going through bodies exceedingly fast#+ his (seemingly paradoxical to the last point but actually not.) utter fear of death which drives him to cling to life#past the point of reason.#(like. i'm thinking abt one of the indicators of csa being the abused acting out sexually.)#the master#dw
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i think the best way i can articulate why this episode is my favorite of the whole show so far is that it was so emotionally gratifying i don't even care about the pacing issues
#like there was a scene i thought could have been cut. and i felt like it went a tiny bit too fast in some areas.#i don't actually think fizz and blitz's relationship mending was rushed or forced but ik that's an unpopular opinion.#but like..... i am a WRITER. picking apart narratives and storytelling functions is literally what i do entirely#and it is a very good skill to be able to detach yourself from the technical meta and know when to just... allow yourself to be entertained#not to say you can't ever criticize writing; or the writing of this show specifically; because it CAN struggle#(i think s2e5 had some massive tonal/pacing issues that can't really be overlooked)#but there comes a point at which you can decide to cling to nitpicks and tear the show apart#or just. accept that its a silly low stakes comedy cartoon and focus on how it makes you FEEL instead#again like s2e5 is a good example i feel bc the writing was SO underwhelming that it was actively distracting from the story#but in s2e6 i was so emotionally invested and consistently entertained that i didn't even MIND the rushed scenes or anything#like. im banging pots and pans together does this make any sense. this show is meant to be entertaining first and foremost not#subject to rutheless criticism of the writing and technical development. learn to have fun with it and if its not fun you can leave!!!#mine#helluva boss#helluva boss oops#e: oops
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Keepsakes
Status: Ongoing Ficlet collection; unbeta'd
Series: the Hob Adherent series
Fandom: The Sandman (TV 2022) Includes some comics canon, and some cameos from the wider Gaiman-verse (including the Good Omens and Lucifer television shows), but it’s not necessary to know to enjoy the story.
Rating: Mature-ish.
Warnings: Discussions of grief and in-canon character death. Some sexytimes. Some whomp and hurt/comfort.
Relationships: Morpheus | Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling, Eleanor | Hob Gadling’s Wife/Hob Gadling (past)
Characters: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Hob Gadling, Patrick the Bartender, Harriet Butler, Matthew the Raven
Summary: Short ficlets set in the Hob Adherent world, based on prompts received from readers. Feel free to DM me or leave prompts in the comments, and if it resonates with me, I may write up a ficlet! Thank you for the inspiration in advance.
Set amid the events of Cling Fast and Carpe Diem
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"So, a sword in Buckingham's army, a bandit, a printer, a shipwright and then a merchant middleman for the dockyards, a knight, a beggar, investment broker--"
"Slaver," Hob interrupts Harriet as she counts off his professions on her fingers one slow, sunny afternoon at The New Inn. "Call the thing what it was."
Hari offers him a sympathetic smile. They're the only ones in the pub proper today, as Patrick is off to tend his ailing mother, Dee doesn't come in Mondays, and Morph is having lunch with his editor.
"After which you were an MP and staunch abolitionist, a soldier again in America for the North, an industrialist and labor rights advocate, a yuppie and silicone valley early adopter--"
"Apple paid for most of this," Hob agrees, selecting a glass and checking it for water spots or lipstick stains.
"--and now a professor and publican. Am I missing any?"
“Oh!” Hob remembers as he pulls a pint for her. "And I was ruler of Hell."
She leans across the bar from her stool, and thwacks his arm. “Fuck off, you were not, you old liar,” Hari laughs.
"Was so!" Hob protests, setting her beer down in front of her. "Ask my husband. He was there. I was ruler of Hell for thirteen minutes and seventeen seconds on my six-hundred and sixty-sixth birthday."
Hari raises a challenging eyebrow at Hob over her pint glass as she takes a sip. "I won't believe a thing the Prince of Stories tells me," she says decisively, when she sets the beer back down. "And I don't believe you."
Hob pulls a postcard from L.A. off the bar back, where it's been pinned to a corkboard among a handful of others, all from the same city. This card depicts a cartoon devil drawn over a photo of the Hills, lounging on the iconic Hollywood sign. It says "Greetings from Sin City!" in bright yellow font.
Hob hands it to Hari to inspect. Her face gets drawn as her eyes flick over the handwritten note on the back.
"To my fellow former ruler of Hell; I did it! I opened a nightclub, just like you suggested. Visit me at LUX any time you'd like, Hobsie. xxx Lucifer Morningstar," Hari reads in a voice that grows increasingly strangled.
She hands the card back to Hob with trembling fingers. Then she shotguns the rest of her pint.
"So hell is real, then," Hari warbles.
Hob shrugs. "Everything is real. Humans create gods, not the other way around. If someone believes in it, it exists."
Hari nods thoughtfully. "I suppose you would know, being married to a god."
Hob chuckles. "Well, former god-ish. And don't worry, only people who believe they deserve to go to Hell actually do. Self-punishment or fulfilling prophecy, or something. I try not to think to much about that Celestial stuff."
Hari nods again, and without asking, Hob refills her pint glass. He has a feeling she's going to need it.
"But it is something I'm going to have to worry about," Hari says softly, accepting the drink with a nod.
"Not any time soon, I hope," Hob says, folding his arms on the bar top and leaning close to offer her a comforting look. "And when it does happen, I can promise you that my sister-in-law is gentle and kind. You have nothing to worry about."
Harriet runs her arthritis gnarled finger up and down the side of the glass, collecting up the condensation. "You know, that is actually a comfort." She looks up at Hob with a wicked little grin. "Especially knowing your husband."
Hob throws his head back and laughs.
#losyark#cling fast adjacent#cling fast#carpe diem#the hob adherent series#hob adherent#hob gadling#hob x dream#dream x hob#dreamling fic#dream#dreamling#lucifer morningstar#lucifer#gaimanverse#sandman hob#retirement!Dream#keepsakes
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#this is just for future me as a timeline reference to#add to journal#shh katie#gi appointment please come faster challenge 2k24#I have no ENERGY#I can barely cling to this weight and energy level with the tips of my fingers#I’m so tired of being stuck running out of energy so fast#my sleep schedule is immaculate I’m so hydrated I take all my meds I do the good amounts of movement but I can’t get this to improve#it’s like 2018 all over again but with way less pain and bloating#anyway. I am just Struggling#but at the same time many things are still getting better! so I keep working to focus on that part#health
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how are you ruined?
ruined by loneliness .
you are so lonely. you are miserable in your solitude. you hate that you cannot bring yourself to reach out, to ask for help. you will be forgotten by all who never knew you. your biggest fear is that you will die alone, and you know this fear will be seen to fruition. you refuse to extend yourself beyond the box that others put you in. and it is a box that no one dare come near. you are lonely because you are afraid of yourself.
ruined by apathy .
you cant bring yourself to care. you hate that you cant feel what you used to be able to feel. you hate that you cant be happy. you hate that you cant bring yourself to actually hate. your apathy has swallowed you and immersed you in a well of nothingness. you cant feel what you cant forget. you cant see what you close your eyes to. you choose to feel nothing, and you have lost everything because of it.
tagged by @foolshoujo ty!!!
#tagmeme.#STEAL IF U WANT#tru tho tru#dai self explanatory its on da can (afraid of himself)#dark doesn't have a choice though w/o dai tht shit just isnt There#'you hate you can't be happy you hate that you cant bring yourself to actually hate' so real#loss of joy is one thing but the absolute- emptiness. the stillness. that's what dark really can't stand#even w/o dai he tries to cling to irritation and aggression as somETHING to ~feel~#but even that is just fast-dulling dissatisfaction#it's him screaming on the inside just for even the loudest sound to turn into a tiny whisper#just a drop in an empty well#dark's always described as lively n energetic til shit goes wrong between him n dai#then it's like the only. ONLY times he's ever straight up scared
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ik I just posted fic 9 days ago but I already want to post more fic....
#the fluffy fic i planned for valentine's day is done and beta'd#and the 'fingers in mouth' fic is also done and beta'd....#i am sitting here twiddling my thumbs shaking violently as i cling to 3 strands of self control#is there a thing as posting too much/to fast? does it even matter? idk#my only concern is i have nothing else written....#but i got great feedback about fingers in mouth and i am hyped again#the speaking clown#give me... the serotonin.....
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And that, Boys and Girls, is how you shoot yourself in the head!
#JOSEF TIME#rolls around giggling i love tormenting this man#josef is functionally immortal. in kind of a stupid way. his second heart- as something made from wild magic- along with Majruns#actually insane dedication to clinging onto josef in hopes of obtaining a vessel work together to heal josef from fatal wounds. only if#he 'dies' though. in 'death'- his conciousness goes 'under the west' which is where Majrun and later Gwen reside in his magic like leeches.#when she was alive Gwen figured out he was 'immortal' kind of fast. Josef volunteered information about it really easilly and she#put it to the test. the first time it was 'an accident' but she moves on to using him like a party trick. he does the suicide act-#for a LOT of high society guests. he sort of likes the attention in a cry-for-help way that is too difficult to put shortly#anyway. YAY! josef !#gonna put warnings too#suicide tw#death tw#gun tw#cat-chicken scratch#pandora oc#josef oc
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Here , have a cute lamb video for free
Comments say that it is found footage of Heaven and I think I agree
( Real life footage of Mark getting a hug from O'Brien then wanting to keep hugging and Liam obliges )
https://youtu.be/s50vvwTystA?si=3tqgUy4wBLSHft8X
Yeah, it's a pretty good reflection of how clingy Mark gets around O'Brien in upcoming chapters. That poor kid is looking for approval and love from God so badly that he's entirely ignorant of the fact that Thatcher is right there, and has been giving both to Mark without the kid having to ask or jump through hoops to get it.
Mark is so used to having to earn love that he literally cannot process or recognise when someone else is giving that to him unprompted.
#hail true body au#mustang answers!#htb mark#htb o'brien#htb thatcher#ruh-roh raggy that got sad real fast#i'm sorry#but yeah. this chapter i'm writing currently is setting up this dynamic for real#mark clinging onto o'brien for approval#when thatcher has done so much for him because he genuinely cares about the kid#and mark just doesn't see it#doesn't understand that someone wouldn't go looking for you in the pouring rain half worried out of their damn mind if they didn't care#he just thinks thatcher did it because the guy is a cop and is obligated to#like MARK#BUDDY#COME ON#it's just- yeah it's so sad that mark is like that#conditioned to think that love is something that is earned and can be taken away if you do something wrong#that he is just a burden on others#(definitely not me projecting my experiences as an 18yo on the kid again lmao)#htb angst#tagging just in case
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yuurollo cuddle thoughts...
When Yuurollo start dating Yuu probably sleeps over in Rollo's room whenever they visit. At first Rollo was probably embarrassed and even insisted that either of them sleep on the couch instead, but over time he got used to it
Rollo is used to his bed feeling cold and empty, the only heat in his room coming from the fireplace. He didn't enjoy sleep. He slept because he had to, he could never leave his bed fast enough in the morning. But ever since Yuu had started staying with him, Rollo had gotten used to the feeling of another body flush against his own.
He's gotten used to the warmth Yuu's body exudes and he's gotten used to Yuu's arms wrapping around him loosely and yet securely. Sleep no longer feels like an obligation, it's gentle and quiet. When he awakes in the morning he is tempted to close his eyes and drift back to sleep as he hears Yuu's heartbeat, feeling safe in Yuu's arms.
Rollo is now used to the comfort, warmth, and stability that Yuu's presence brings, he almost takes it for granted once he's gotten so used to it. He doesn't remember what life was like before he had Yuu in his arms.
But when Yuu has to leave to go back to NRC—when Yuu has to leave him—that warmth disappears along with him. Rollo was used to the emptiness of his bed, he was used to hearing the sounds of the crackling fireplace. But he's had a taste of something more, and now he finds it nearly unbearable to live without.
#less of a drabble more of me rambling sorry#rollo looks like he barely gets enough sleep as is though💀#eventually the NBC npcs call yuu over to talk to rollo bc the dude looks so stressed#when yuu arrives rollo probably clings to him so fast💀 yuu asks whats wrong and rollo just admits that he cant sleep without him#he needs yuu🥺 clenches fist#yuurollo
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runway-bliss
Runway Bliss
amontis
✧
artbycharl
charlie
ptraccess
PTR Controlled Access