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#I LOVE FUCKED UP MOUTHS IN CHARACTERS
eissaphir · 3 months
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I thought of this with a carnival in mind but feel free to interpret this any way you want. Looking at you, Radioapple shippers
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feroluce · 1 year
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When Al Haitham dreams, it's in shades of sandy blonde and red, metallic gold and feather-blue. His nightmares are colored much the same.
Kaveh leisurely strolls ahead of him, shoes leaving deep treads in the soft desert sand. He keeps a careful distance, arms length, and in return Al Haitham keeps an eye on him, the other man's back dead center in his sights.
He curses the sand in his boots and the long line of footprints he steps into, already the exact shape of the soles of his shoes.
They aren't lost. Al Haitham knows where they are. They've been here before. They are still here.
Kaveh doesn't watch their feet. His head is constantly tipped back with his eyes on the stars and their constellations (of which Al Haitham only knows two, Vultur Volans and Paradisaea). He'll walk right into a cactus like that. Al Haitham yells ahead for him to watch where he's going.
Kaveh reaches up to touch the side of his head in a strange motion, but otherwise there's no acknowledgement. They press on into the dark of night.
Something squelches beneath Al Haitham's boot.
It stops him short, pulls his attention like a magnet and as much as he wants to, he can't ignore it. He doesn't want to lose any more ground. But something won't let him move on. Al Haitham watches as red seeps into the golden sand, spills beyond the border of his bootprint until he slides his foot aside.
It's an ear.
It's a human ear, and there's a heavy earring attached, metallic gold, gems red and green, a familiar shape, a familiar shade-
Al Haitham opens his mouth to yell. Chokes. Swallows the lump in his throat as he quickly restarts his pace. Tries again.
"Hey!"
Another squelch under a hurried footstep. He doesn't stop to look. Al Haitham is pretty sure he knows what it is.
"Kaveh, hey!"
The path becomes littered, little slices and small pieces, fingertips and knuckles, Kaveh's arms once held casually behind his back now strewn along the sands. Every time Al Haitham extends his hand to him, reality warps and bends like the twisted image in a broken mirror, lines mismatched and edges jagged. Kaveh flits just beyond his grasp, fleeting fae, no longer able to hear him or to reach out to him. Al Haitham can only grit his teeth and follow.
His right foot marches forward. His left follows. His right again. His left suddenly doesn't follow, and Al Haitham is thrown off balance and pitches forward, swinging his arms outward to land on his palms and keep his face off the ground, because he's been in the desert enough times to know what a foot suddenly being stuck can mean.
Quicksand.
Al Haitham curses and swears in just about every language he knows as he tries to spread his weight as evenly as possible, stay afloat at the top of it because if he sinks, he knows he'll be done for, and shit, Kaveh.
His neck cranes uncomfortably in his search, Kaveh had only been a few feet in front of him, he can't be sunk much further, and he's in the desert much more often than Al Haitham anyway, he'll be familiar with what to do-
Kaveh stands in front of him, empty sleeves fluttering loose. Still just out of his grasp, still watching the stars. The quicksand is already up to his calves.
"Say, Al Haitham..." It's the first he's spoken this whole time. His voice resonates somewhere deeply nostalgic in Al Haitham's chest, produces a ripple that momentarily stuns his heart.
Kaveh is sinking.
Al Haitham stretches out on his belly as far as he's able, it's quickly up to his knees, Kaveh isn't even trying to redistribute his weight or pull himself out, it's at his thighs, Al Haitham sucks in a breath and yells for him, his hips, yells louder, his waist, Al Haitham's trembling fingertips can almost reach, his chest, Kaveh drops level with him, quicksand about his neck like a noose.
Kaveh's head tips back, back, impossibly far back, until it hangs, angle awkward, and he's looking right past Al Haitham with his tired smile and gouged, blinded sockets full of starlight.
"Do you believe in karma?"
The quicksand swallows him entirely and Al Haitham dives, shoves his arms deep and pushes off with the one foot he'd had left on safe ground, because he can't, he can't, it's not the same without Kaveh, not anymore, he needs him, no one else keeps him sharp, no one else challenges him like Kaveh, if he can just grab him, if he can just pull him back up-
Al Haitham thrashes, against the sands, against gravity, against the hardwood of his bedroom floor. Clumsily scrubs the back of his hand across his face to rub the grit of quicksand and sleep out of his eyes.
Sometimes he thinks he preferred it when the Akasha was still harvesting his dreams.
He pops his head out from under his weighted blanket and lays where he'd fallen out of bed for a moment, blinking blearily against the lamplight shining from his desk in the corner. Deep breaths. His consciousness shifts along the blurred line of nightmare and reality, crosses over the slow transition into wakeful awareness.
He's home, Kaveh is home. It's dark out. The house is dead silent.
He's just going to go check, he tells himself as he peels himself out of his sweat-soaked shirt and roots around for a replacement. He's already losing memories of his nightmare, the details spilling away from him like wet ink, but he knows he needs to see Kaveh. It'll feel better to do something, anything, than try to go straight back to sleep.
He's quiet when he slips out of his bedroom door, because they both keep late hours but their bedrooms are right next to each other, and Al Haitham will never hear the end of it if he wakes his roommate up.
Lights off, door shut. Nothing conclusive. He moves out to the main room.
Kaveh sits on one of those ridiculous sofas he'd ordered three of for some reason, back to him as he tucks a lock of hair behind his ear. A mostly-empty wine bottle stands tall on the table, next to the cobbled-together remains of an architectural model that's been picked and fussed over for four days straight now.
"Kaveh? What are you doing?"
This earns him an exaggerated startle, but Kaveh doesn't turn to look at him, preoccupied with whatever new sketch or blueprint he probably has in his hands. "Ohhh, nothing," he slurs cheerfully. "Just working. Just thinking."
Kaveh has always been the world's chattiest drinker. Al Haitham waits for the rest of it.
"Say, I think...I think I asked you this years ago, back then, but you never answered me." Al Haitham feels all the blood drain from his face in ominous familiarity, drip cold down the length of his spine. Kaveh sinks into the couch until he can tip his head over the back of it, looking up at him with a tired smile and exhausted eyes.
"Do you believe in karma?"
#genshin impact#haikaveh#al haitham#kaveh#kavehtham#these two have had me chewing concrete lately god#3.6 got me frothing at the mouth#something about al haitham trying to save kaveh from himself and his own guilt complex and self-sabotage wheeee my heart#and he's normally so self-assured but he fucked it up spectacularly the first go around- good job baby-#and now it's years later he's trying again but it's something he's barely chipping away at not to mention Kaveh not wanting his help lol#and so some of Al Haitham's nightmare is objective fact and some of it is his own subjective pov#Kaveh loses his arms and ears bc al haitham is frustrated that he won't hear him out or reach out for help#and he keeps his eyes up and eventually blinds himself bc al haitham thinks of him as too idealistic and blind to reality#and kaveh does all this to himself bc when you ask al haitham about his troubles he talks about people who cause trouble for themselves#kaveh pondering the concept of karma in relation to his bad luck and misery and guilt about his father's death in the quicksand *fans self*#al haitham starting to get just a little nervous that maybe he really he can't do anything about this#or that one day it'll be too little late ough. love when I can whump character by whumping the other.#two for one special buy one get one two birds stoned at once type of deal#i have a Vision about them and their stupid dumbass relationship dynamic that I need to yell about later but for now: this#written while listening to A Sadness Runs Through Him by The Hoosiers which hilariously was introduced to me as a pla Emmet song#'but here was a man mourning tomorrow; he tried to finally drown in his sorrow'#'oh he could not break surface tension; he looked in the wrong place for redemption'#'don't look at me with those eyes; I tried to unheave the ties; turn back the tide that drew him in'#'but he couldn't be saved'#'a sadness runs through him'#extremely kaveh and haikaveh song for me ough#my fics#gore#body horror#I mean it's pretty unrealistic but still just in case
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radiantmists · 9 months
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call me an idiot but i do not get what grand purpose the corinthian serves as a nightmare like. what deep fear does he illustrate? does humanity need reminding that hot men may carve out your eyes and eat them?
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waywardsalt · 2 months
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i think elden ring will always been my favorite game in terms of environment. every area is so impressive, even the copy-paste stuff manages to be impressive with atmosphere, and the amount of just. stunning-looking locations is wild especially with how natural even the most amazing looking shot you can find is.
just the fact that you unavoidably see this when you walk into leyndell is incredible. one of my favorite environment views in all of the games ive ever played
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spinosaurusenjoyer · 3 months
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I hope obnoxious Astarion fans, specifically the ones who:
- Gleefully post on every single piece of Wyll content about how he’s boring and doesn’t deserve more content from Larian (vile)
- Who also sometimes comment similar shit on Karlach and Lae’zel content
- Who treat SHs entire character as “Astarions cunt bestie” and that’s it like that’s the entire point of her (and again wrap content about her back around to being about Astarion)
- Who pick at every trauma response or mentally ill behaviour Gale has while excusing it when Astarion does similar behaviours or worse ones
- Who gleefully shit on Halsin acting like he’s just a worthless creepy old pervert (WHILE AGAIN LIKING ASTARION MIND YOU) and delight in commenting on Halsin content (so at his fans) about how they just use him as Orin bait
- Who go to every piece of Minthara content and are frothing at the mouth with the urge to immediately tell her fans about how they revel in killing her on every single play through so they can take her armour for Astarion and because she’s apparently “a worthless character not worth knowing”
I hope all of *those* Astarion fans break their arms and legs lmfao. I am so tired.
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tinyfantasminha · 1 year
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(I didn't want to bring this discussion to tumblr but I must defend Jack Howl on the internet so bear with me)
Jack: *gets called stupid meathead, dumb jock (both by Azul) protein-addled muscle freak and is generally looked down/disrespected by other characters in some instances*
some of yall: I sleep 😴
Jack: *Makes a slightly insensitive backhanded comment but with no intention of being disrespectful*
some of yall: UNFORGIVABLVE 🤬🤬thats so mean !! foul!! hypocrite 💢💢🙄🙄
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wishlist — is it weird that i want someone to be rude to Jing Yuan? i want someone to try to provoke him, not through threats to him or his loved one but insults, derogatory assumptions slung his way, comments on his appearance or his demeanor or his behavior. i want someone to drastically underestimate him, and maybe not even realize how grossly incorrect they are in their assessment of him — because that's canon. whether it's because they don't really know a part of him, or all of him, or because he's no longer the person they once thought they knew, i want that conflict. i want that misunderstanding. it doesn't even have to be significant or particularly hurtful, but i want to showcase his tolerance and the way he looks at you so evenly, that in the silence following your words you realize you made yourself an ass for assuming. assuming what? anything. relationships, habits, personality, his pacifism as a general, truly anything that could be found or misunderstood to be a fault simply because you don't know him is on the table, but you cannot apologize because before you can even say sorry he's brushing off your words like he's heard it tens of thousands of times.
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saturnsorbits · 2 years
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One day I’m going to write an Ochako character piece where she gets sick of standing in Deku’s shadow and breaks off their relationship in order to find herself - only for the media to begin constantly linking her to other Hero’s in the hopes of causing/unearthing drama.
She loses herself, succumbs to the idea that she’ll only ever be as good as the males she’s attached to and sinks…
It’s funny, she thinks, for someone who can control gravity - she sure does feel heavy.
#I want her to make a badly timed pass at Bakugo - The media have already labelled her a home wrecker;#she might as well prove them right at this point.#She’s drunk and sinking and obviously in pain; but Bakugo let’s her down gently…#There’s a rough sympathy in his voice when he says:#‘The fuck you playing at Cheeks? I’m taken. The fuck do you want me for?’#She hiccups; tears already beading her lashes: ‘You’re the number two.’#‘The fucks that got to do with anything? You’re in the top fucking ten.’#‘Doesn’t matter…’ She sighs. ‘Only matters who I’m fucking; doesn’t it.’#‘Who the fuck put that kinda idea in your head? You’re an incredible Hero in your own right; anyone who can’t see that is fucking stupid.’#She dissolved into tears then; blubbering about the media and womanhood and skin tight fucking suits…#By the time she’s done she’s dog tired and Bakugo swings her over his shoulders before taking her home -#- and tucking her into the bed in your spare room.#Of course you wake up when he slinks into bed; a hand scrubbing down his face as he relays the night.#‘It’s bullshit.’ He tells you. ‘She’s one of the strongest people I know.’#‘I know.’ You nod and take his hand. ‘I think she just needs a friend right now…’#She eats breakfast with you in the morning and apologises through mouthfuls of toast. You wave her off; ask if she’d like to get lunch -#you know a place. You say.#(There’s something here about women uplifting women and female bonds; but I’m too dumb to put it into words right now…#I just think she deserves more - as both a character and how she’s often treated within the fandom.#Idk. I love the women of MHA 🤷🏼‍♀️)
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moonflwer-gutz · 9 months
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I understand you don’t like the character / find it upsetting but if you’re going to post about a character you hate can you not tag it next time?
Or censor / break up the name so it doesn’t appear in the character’s tag when fans search for posts about him?
so you’re telling me that i need to censor or block my posts because i have a different opinion? im. bro it was a ‘im gonna blow him up with my mind’ joke. its not even that deep.
this isn’t tiktok, im not gonna make my tags look like this (3dd13) just bc i say i wanna crush him with my boot. i could go into my whole rant about how i don’t necessarily hate him as a character (brilliant villain you love to hate type deal) but i dont feel like giving that the time of day.
if this was a comfort character thing for any other character i would understand. but we’re talking about a serial sexual abuser and killer. so i think my ‘blowing him up with my mind’ comments are justified and the LEAST of the problems in his tag.
if you dont like it you can scroll. or hell, block me. because yes. it is upsetting that i can say a character who does deplorable things to people gives me nightmares and then have a fucking anon come into my asks telling me to censor a joke about it.
anyway i think waylon park should have the opportunity to rip that man to absolute shreds-
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calebs-hangout-corner · 8 months
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Thinking about Brooke again
#HMMMMMM SO MANY SO MANY THOUGHTS#Cartoon Brooke was WASTED#she was a GLORIOUS MCGUFFIN#she did the sAME THING IN BOTH SPECIALS SHE WAS A MAJOR PART OF AND SHE DID NOT HAVE ANY CHARACTER GROWTH OR ANYTHING AT ALL#BUT WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BELIEVE SHE DID#SHE COULD HAVE HAD A MUCH MORE INTERESTING CHARACTER ARC IN WAY TOO WONDERLAND#HAVE HER FACE REPRICUSSIONS!!!! HAVE HER BE AFRAID TO HELP AGAIN BUT HAVE HER BE UNABLE TO DENY HELPING BECAUSE SHE LOVES THESE PEOPLE!!!#THEY TRIED. THEY TRIED SO HARD WHEN BROOKE DENIED HELPING THEM FOR .5 SECONDS#''NaRrAtOr'S hAvE rUlEs ToO'' YEA RULES YOU DIDN'T CARE ABOUT BREAKING IN THE LAST SPECIAL AND LIKE TWO EPISODES AGO IN THE SAME SPECIAL#AND YOU CLEARLY HAVE NO PROBLEM BREAKING THEM FIVE SECONDS LATER#GIVE BROOKE THE ARC SHE DESERVES YOU COWARDS#THE WAY I SEE IT YOU COULD GO TWO ROUTES WITH BROOKE AFTER SPRING UNSPRUNG#ONE IS BASICALLY JUST THE BROOKE REFUSES TO GET PUNISHED ROUTE WHERE SHE RUNS AWAY AND FUCKS SHIT UP#AND IN THE OTHER BROOKE IS WAY TOO AFRAID TO GET PUNISHED AGAIN AND WITH THE COMBO OF HER PARENTS BEING UNABLE TO HELP HER NARRATE SHE JUST#FEELS LOST AND AFRAID BECAUSE SHE NEVER HAD A SOLO NARRATION AND SHE GAINS MORE CONFIDENCE IN HER ABILITIES THE MORE SHE GOES ON#SHE WAS SCARED OF HER FIRST SOLO NARRATION IN THE BOOK#SHE WAS EXCITED AND AFRAID#SHOW HER BEING AFRAID!!!!#SHE WAS SOOO PUMPED AND EXCITED AND ANTSY AND QUICK TO JUMP THE GUN IN THE LAST SPECIAL LET WHATEVER PUNISHMENT SHE FACED BRING HER DOWN#TO A POINT WHERE SHE'S TOO AFRAID TO EVEN OPEN HER MOUTH TO SAY THAT THERE'S A COUP#TO EVEN MENTION IT#LET HER PARENTS BE THERE TO KEEP HER IN CHECK AT FIRST TO MAKE SURE SHE DOESN'T BREAK THE RULES AGAIN#LET HER BE UNDER JUST SOOO MUCH PRESSURE#AND ONCE THEY'RE GONE SHE CAN SHED HERSELF OF HER FEARS AND INSECURITIES THE LONGER SHE GOES ON NARRATING ALONE#AAAA#ever after high#eah#brooke page#i am off the deep end
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carlosoliveiras-wife · 5 months
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i like to think about my guys getting spoiled with love. its healing to my brain
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growling · 4 months
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Just wrote, like... a couple sentences (read: actually a bunch but I refuse to give myself credit) for a rain code oc summary i don't know if i'll ever finish but I feel like I cracked the code in my monkey brain somehow lol. Turns out writings easier if I divide it into sections, use a script, different color highlights, switch up formatting every now and then etcetera. I feel so powerful. Anyway here's an excerpt that doesn't spoil too much lmao
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mysticarcanum · 4 months
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auuuugh there is only skulduggery pleasant in my brain right now.
#i support women's (valkyrie cain's) wrongs#like. okay. i grew up on this series and it's absolutely fundamental to my psyche#and i dont even care about the quality of the books i will read all of them forever#but also like. valkyrie is my og blorbo. my og Character I Rotate In My Mind#i also had a huge crush on her. and then derek landy made her bisexual thank u derek<3#but like. i just finished reading hell breaks loose. the dead men prequel set in 1703#and. as a connoisseur of Imagining Scenarios#i am particularly fond of constructing time travel scenarios in my brain featuring my Characters of choice#in this case my best friend my chew toy ms valkyrie cain#so i was reading the book slow. spending my spare time imagining scenarios where valkyrie time travels back to enter this narrative#IMAGINE MY SURPRISE#when HALFWAY THROUGH THE BOOK#one of the mysterious masked characters is revealed to be VALKYRIE CAIN TIME TRAVELLED BACK FROM THE FUTURE#my scenarios!!!!! my little scenarios!!!! they happened in the book!!!!!#anyway im so beyond over the moon. that book was so sexy. ive got to reread the series now.#ive got to put valkyrie cain in my mouth and suck on her like a hard candy (NOT SEXUAL!!!!)#i feeel like a dog tearing apart a much beloved chew toy. except the chew toy. is Character#i need to find one of the og series books where valkyrie murders the most people and then i need to eat it#on god i wish these books got more tumblr fame because they fuck like hell. i mean. i love percy jackson as much as the next guy#but i feel like tumblr would eat the sp series up#like. its about a skeleton detective and the world's most violent teenage girl and theyre so platonically obsessed with each other#that theyd both blow the world up in defence of the other.#and also both of them have the magical potential of a nuclear bomb and are trying sososo hard all the time to not just snap#and kill everyone in a ten mile radius. but also they're not good people and they love violence so muc h#god i really did read some extremely violent books as a teen/preteen#at least skulduggery pleasant was aimed at that age group. i was also obsessed with the valhalla trilogy and. dear lord. dear lord
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jemmo · 2 years
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bad buddy + my co-star roasting me pt 13
for #badbuddyweek day 4: architecture squad or engineering squad
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sebek-zigbolt · 7 months
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I see ppl being sad that grim ssr is running now with glo mas but I just hate grim SO much w ALL my heart <333 so if im mad abt anything its him having an ssr in the 1st place. Oh and being rollos DUO of all things.
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vampiromano · 9 months
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why the fuck is it called the mystery of aaravos if aaravos ain't gonna appear at all
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