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orangetintedglasses · 2 months
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a real space western reunion // @forgivenpunishment
Months. It had been months since the Third City fell-- months since the last time he'd seen any of his companions, months since the nights with the four of them all crammed into the truck, and months since...
... well. Since a lot of things, obviously. Some things Vash couldn't even remember, aside from a flicker or two of choppy memories in dreams that were too fuzzy to recall. He'd tried to convince himself that that was for the best, busying himself with little tasks and missions of his own making-- scavenging old scrap heaps to try and find Lost Tech to salvage, since Brad hadn't had enough to make him another arm like his last one, but at least that meant the new one fit under the sleeve of his new coat --but in the end, his mind just ended up wandering back to the bits and pieces floating around in his head, trying to make sense of them.
What had happened? Why couldn't he remember? How did he destroy an entire city...?
A gruff sound from somewhere behind him reminded him he was actually in line for water refills, looking to top up his supplies in a town he'd stopped at. Vash laughed and apologized softly, shuffling forward to the tank and stuffing the mouth of his canteen under the spigot.
Pity there was a Wanted poster with his face on it plastered right next to him on the tank.
By the time he'd gotten his fill, the din of townie chatter around him had evaporated into pointed silence. Pointed silence that pretty quickly erupted into shouts and gunfire as the blond tore out of the refill station and down the road with a scream of his own.
Guess some things never change, do they...?!
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lochlot-moved · 11 months
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this is probably two or three years old but I was digging through old art and since the new movies coming out soon I’m just placing him here…. hey miles… I think I might touch this up or repaint it for practice, i should start doing more full rendered scenes
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lazycranberrydoodles · 7 months
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MAILMAN - SOUNDGARDEN
BABYGIRL WHAT IF THE SINGLE PLANK PATH TURNED MY YOUTHFUL INNOCENCE INTO A TOXIC COCKTAIL OF HUBRIS AND MORBID RESIGNATION
yeah. follow for more of the character of all time XO
#verse 2: for all of your kisses turned to spit in my face / for all that reminds me which is my place#for all of the times when you made me disappear / this time i’m sure you will know that i am here#verse 3: my place was beneath you / but now i am above#and now i send you a message of love / a simple reminder of what you won’t see / a future so holy without me#its the bitterness. the references to an inferior origin. the mocking tone. the finality.#the ‘i’m bringing you down with me and the eventuality of my demise gives me power over you.’#the spiteful continuance. OURGHHHHH#urgh yeah. ‘a simple reminder of what you won’t see/ a future so holy without me’ is probably my favorite line in reference to the yllz#my favorite song from Superunknown (album) is Limo Wreck!#but this has been on my wwx playlist for a while. and its right next to LVCRFT’s Dead Don’t Die djbdhgf#which is a banger about how awesome and spooky it is to be undead#(its like. hip hop x pop x how villain songs in musicals are always the best)#e.g.#‘welcome to my lair / put your bones in the air’#sorry lemme just#DEAD DONT DIEEEEE (the dead dont die we just multiply) DEAD DONT DIEEEE (does this look in my eye make you terrified?)#yeah its more goofy silly post resurrection wwx. hes a multifaceted character <3#is the curtain of talismans in the demon suppressing cave fanon or canon btw? i cannot rember where i got it from#used my yllz nenderoid as a reference 😌#art#mdzs#cringetober 2023#mo dao zu shi#my art#yiling laozu#yiling patriarch#wei wuxian#the grandmaster of diabolism#the grandmaster of demonic cultivation#self harm tw
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compo67 · 1 year
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Meet Me in the Dark
The one where Sam goes to a sex shop, gets what he wants, then receives something unexpected in return.
Part of The Chicago Verse - 2023 edits - 6200 words - Explicit
Art by Wincestily
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I've been thinking about the names of gods in the Silt Verses (mostly because I spent the weekend trying to find Hayward's story about thunder again) and I like how you can find consistencies between them.
Licensed 'Corporate' gods sound like mascots, or at least describe the services they provide (Jolly Sweet Crunchtooth, the Petropater, the Saint Electric)
Small, personal gods tend to have first names (Augustus and Babble)
And the older gods, or at least the unlicensed ones, get these really cool descriptions if they get names at all (The Trawlerman, The Many Below, The Watcher in the Wings)
And I personally think it's fun to use those trends to look at how some of these gods have shifted. Like Coiling Speaks used to be bigger, have a temple and followers, until Daggler's dad took it for a personal god so yeah, it's name doesn't fit the convention we've seen.
Which makes me wonder about the Chitterling. That sounds like an old name to me, and I wonder about how they adapted into a fast food franchise. Was it a god of harvest before? Or maybe the slaughter of livestock? Did it's followers shift things over time or did someone come in and rebrand the whole organization overnight?
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question-marked · 13 days
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Me: Be honest with me Eddie, how many people did you think you killed?
Detective Eddie: "Honestly Chrome...maybe 16 at the least? I usually didn't kidnap that many people, and making those death traps were expensive and usually took me a while."
"I did order hits on people, so although I didn't kill them the assassins I paid did but I still count those since I ordered them to do it."
"I wish I could of killed the guards who abused me in Arkham, but I'm thankful I didn't."
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xkuja · 7 months
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The more I think about a final fantasy 7 verse for Kuja, the more it feels right to just have him fall straight from the iifa tree to wake up in the sleeping forest or something.
On purpose? Accident? We’ll see!
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606iums · 28 days
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"Blue to you, Cerulean to me" by me
Sometimes the curtains are just blue
Sometimes you look closer at the curtains
And you remember
These curtains used to be your grandma's
Sometimes you stand at the window
Not to look out
But to look at the story she embroidered onto the blue curtains
And you smile
You can feel her smile 
It was her favorite colour too
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nobodysdaydreams · 1 year
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Okay I’m STILL thinking about the MBS muppet movie (thanks MBS fandom, specifically @mvshortcut @itsgoghtime @sophieswundergarten @oflightningandstars).
Because I’m torn on this casting thing. You see, I love the dialogue between Kermit Reynie and Curtain (Milk’s edit was amazing), but I also love the idea of Reynie played by Walter and Kermit as Nicholas, so that we can have a heartbreaking flashback of baby Nathaniel being left behind as tiny muppet baby Kermit (Nicholas) leaves with his new family. Also the whole thing about Kermit freaking out because the other muppets kidnap Jack Black in that one movie could parallel nicely with brainwashed Nicholas being upset his friends are kidnapping his brother. Plus having Nicholas as Kermit and SQ as Robin the frog further encourages the Nicholas SQ parallels (plus Google confirmed that Robin is Kermit’s nephew).
Now on the other hand, I’m not the best at muppet lore, but I believe Walter does have a human brother, which would make Walter being Nicholas more character fitting (plus Curtain and Walter as Nicholas could do the “Am I a muppet or a man?” Song), yet Walter seems like a younger puppet based on vibes and Nicholas needs to have that old wise mentor vibe.
We could also have Tony Hale as Nicholas and have Curtain be a muppet, which I believe itsgoghtime suggested, and that would be perfect, because I love the idea of Jackson and Jillson getting bossed around by an evil muppet. However, the muppet in question would need to look scary enough to be intimidating, but also be able to handle the scenes in the season finales where Curtain is crying and falls asleep in season 1 and thinks Nicholas is gonna die in season 2. I think Ms. Piggy is good for that, but I also really like Ms. Piggy for Constance, because the sass and the pink fits perfectly.
Now I don’t know if anyone still has thoughts or strong opinions on this, but you all are the ones that flipped this switch in my brain, so by golly you’re gonna hear what comes out.
And that includes any more scene dialogue my brain autogenerates. Including what’s in the tags (this is for you Sophie)
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orangetintedglasses · 3 months
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guess he's getting adopted?? // @millionsnife
He was supposed to visit Knives' world ages ago. That was the whole reason he got invested in being able to jump through the multiverse at will, wasn't it? Not to just... mess around and see what he could find just by tuning it at random. No, that was just... procrastinating, really. Ignoring his own nerves about the idea under the guise of 'testing it out', 'making sure it worked'.
Well, it did work. And Vash promised he'd visit. And as much as his own concerns about visiting a world 10 years older than his own where a version of his still-alive brother had a wife and children and a farm and--
Stop.
... that wasn't helping. Standing there stressing about the reasons he probably shouldn't go wasn't going to change the fact that he said he would, and that he had his own way back if things were too weird for him there. Vash stared at the device on his wrist as though it had the answers to all the questions buzzing around his head written in the teeny tiny screen, instead of just the coordinates of his next destination, took a deep breath in--
Now or never. Time to go.
--and hit the buttons without giving himself time to think about it any further than that, hurtling himself towards another world just like his own. Now he just had to hope he'd end up somewhere nearby the other Independent when the universe spat him out on the other side...
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cato-of-blamesociety · 2 months
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#LilDurk ft. #JuiceWrld x #Crosstheglobe | #bonus | #remix | snippet/teaser | #32weeksMixtape
I couldn't resist doing one more. I hope you enjoy. This really will be final addition to the piece.
Link to week32:
youtube
Link to full project:
#Almosthealed #Kingvon #Luciddreams #legendsneverdie #deathraceforlove #soundtrack #intothespiderverse #curtaincall #encore #acting #authentic #literacy #literature
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compo67 · 1 year
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Wincest 34 💜
[Hello, my dear! I hope you don't mind that I delved into the Chicago Verse for this one. <3]
#34. to pretend.
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It's a tough day in physical therapy.
None of the exercises come easy to Dean, and what's more, he had to be up by 6 AM to make the 7 AM appointment. Sam would ordinarily quip at Dean that if he didn't want to go to PT, then he should keep up with his exercises at home.
But seeing Dean wince and growl in pain during basic exercises and stretches hits Sam square in the chest. He hates seeing Dean in pain, but they both know--from experience--that if Dean doesn't move, the pain will only get worse.
Today's unlucky physical therapist is Devon, a lovely young lady who could probably find easy work being Zendaya's stunt double. Dean hasn't snapped at her... yet. She's been exceptionally patient with him, and has refrained from pushing him too hard. But Sam knows Dean could snap at any moment. This is partially why Sam came with today--to smooth things over if/when Dean needs it.
And to provide support. Though Dean won't ever admit that he needs Sam to be at his PT appointments. That's fine with Sam. They each have their own security blankets of denial.
"Easy," Devon says, keeping her voice as calm as a dinosaur trainer. "Remember to breathe."
Sam watches Dean grit his teeth during each clam exercise. Clams involve lying down on his side and pushing his top leg up. They look like a terrible ordeal, but Sam won't ever admit that.
I hate this so fucking much.
I know, it'll be over soon.
Not soon enough, she's killing me.
Ask for a break.
And extend this torture session? I think not. Fuck!
"Ow!" Dean blurts out. "I'm done, done with these clams--"
Before Dean can launch into a tirade, Devon pats his thigh and nods. "You're done. You did well." She hands him a red stretchy band.
Dean reluctantly sits up. He slips his feet and legs into the band, until the band sits mid-thigh. His job is to open and close his legs using the band--twenty times.
The phone up front rings and the receptionist asks for Devon to come over.
"Call of duty," Devon sighs. She looks at Dean, then at Sam. "Can you count for him? I'll be right back. Here. Sit in the chair of honor." She stands and motions for Sam to sit in front of Dean. "You two just count to twenty."
Puh. 'Just count to twenty,' she says. Like it's so damn easy.
If you do it in little pieces, it's not so bad, Dean.
"I can't take advice from someone who jogs five miles a day," Dean moans, squeezing his eyes shut. He starts with two stretches, then peeks his eyes open. "For pleasure, no less."
Sam sighs. He keeps up his exercise regimen because it makes him happy. The endorphins are worth it. His mood is different when he exercises. He feels a certain sense of satisfaction after a good run. Apparently, not everyone thinks this way.
"Let me help," Sam offers. "Just keep your eyes closed."
"That's easy," Dean grumbles. "Eyes closed. Now what?"
"Now count."
"Duh, Professor, that's what I was doing--mmph!"
Sam leans forward and smacks a kiss on Dean's lips.
One.
Dean whimpers and bites his bottom lip. Two. He successfully completes one whole stretch.
Three. Sam kisses him yet again.
Four. Brow furrowed, Dean struggles, but succeeds.
Five. Sam licks into Dean.
Six. Dean is anywhere but here.
Seven. Encouragement comes in the form of a deeper, longer kiss. Sam even nips at Dean's bottom lip--daring him to continue.
Eight. Dean opens his mouth a little more and tosses the reigns to Sam.
Nine. Sam takes control over every kiss.
Ten. Dean shudders.
Eleven. Sam tosses a picture out there--the front seat of the Impala--and works to shift their attention. They're sitting on the Impala's leather seats, side by side, with the radio on. There's Springsteen in the background and the windows start to fog up.
They can play pretend--they're anywhere but here.
By number fifteen, they're basically making out, with Sam's hands over Dean's hands on the edge of the table.
By twenty, Sam needs a breather in order to... collect himself. He bumps their noses together and opens his eyes. No more Impala. But Dean's eyes are still shut, which means he's still in pain, but dealing with it, and working on coming back to reality.
Sam sends over a wave of calm and relaxation.
Little by little, Dean opens his eyes. He looks at Sam with a vulnerability in his eyes Sam both hates and loves to see. Sam runs his right hand through Dean's hair. He tugs on Dean's left ear.
Two steps away from their station, Devon clears her throat.
"Little unorthodox," she comments, sneaking a smile towards Sam. "But I think y'all counted to twenty."
"Twenty-five," Dean says, loosening his grip on the table.
Sam nods. "Twenty-five."
Devon charts this. She wonders out loud if maybe Sam could accompany Dean next week. Just to see if a certain technique will work again.
When Sam brings up concerns over her coworkers and other patients bearing witness to this new 'technique,' Devon merely smiles.
"That's what these curtains are for," she says, drawing one over her shoulder. "Privacy."
Later on, Dean decides he likes Devon.
Sam decides he likes her, too.
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question-marked · 2 months
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The first thing Khare noticed about Eddie wasn't that he was a wanted criminal or used to be one. He came in for a meal just like anybody else but it was his vivacious personality that stood out, his approachability being a rarity during her shift. Most customers were quiet and shifty, not wanting too much attention or were too tired to care about anything but cramming a meal down before returning to the daily grind. Not Eddie. He was animated, talkative and friendly to the point it was a shock to learn who he really was but she never held that against him. Inquistive to a T, Eddie always had something to say and always had a riddle that made her think.
what’s the first thing your muse noticed about mine?
That's great, as you know Eddie is a curious person and is going to ask questions. He's also a social person as well, so if you appear to be interested in talking he won't hesitate to strike up a conversation.
He does appreciate Khare for not holding his criminal past (or in his main verse being a criminal) against him, and he does love Khare's interest and curiosity in the riddles he tells her. That's why Eddie loves going to Pauli's other than the food, since Khare makes the atmosphere at the diner 1000x better for him.
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