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icelandic-satan-2 · 26 days
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The Blue Book. Selected Pages.
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halfwayup · 8 months
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I’m sorry for being so sad all the time, but I don’t think that I can help it.
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rulesofdisorder · 5 months
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just finished yellowjackets don’t mind me
but i’m thinking about lottie’s “you were always It’s favorite” in regards to nat and the Wilderness. and while you can’t deny that It does seem to love nat, if anyone is the Wilderness’s favorite it would have to be van. van who should have died when her oxygen mask didn’t come down. who should have died when she got stuck in her seat and the plane exploded. who should have died when the wolves attacked and should have died when they had her on the pyre afterward. but she didn’t. and i think it’s because she always believed in It, even when lottie doubted. she believed that the bone lottie gave her would save her in season one and it did. she believed that the Other tai was telling her something, she influenced tai to join in the morning prayers. she oversaw the drawing of the first hunt, she gave the rules, she called the “game” after javi died. she acted as storyteller. and in the adult!timeline she is the one who makes its so the ritual can be carried out, she cancels the paramedics, she draws the first card. how could the Wilderness not love her? how could van not be It’s favorite?
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zeb-z · 6 months
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most islanders think Foolish is entirely pro Federation, either because he wants the power they give him or because he doesn’t truly understand what he’s doing or what’s at stake, and is just having fun. even to Cucurucho, he’s a bit of a fool - an overambitious one sure, but a fool nonetheless - who’s irritating and asks too many questions, not quite in a concerning way, but in the way a kid might bother you asking for more ice cream. a newbie on the job who wants the world and is trying to find his place in all of this - any digging for information surely isn’t malicious, because he’s obvious and ignorant about it!
it’s always so exciting when they talk about him, when they say such things to his face - it means it’s working. he tells Cellbit that he’s genuinely infiltrating and he’s not believed. Bad straight up says Foolish’s plans to a Federation worker, and if anything it does more to legitimize him further in the eyes of the Federation.
because he’s silly, and overeager, he can play dumb and his true intentions fly right over everyone’s heads. they only see him for whatever singular facet of his personality that he chooses to present, and it works so well because he can be all those things, he just overplays it to his benefit. Bad is one of the very few who can see his tricks for what they are, who doesn’t underestimate him - because hes right, Foolish does have this way of slipping past peoples defenses to get the info he wants without them even knowing they needed defenses in the first place.
idk this latest stream was just full of these little moments. acting silly when Etoiles asked him why he’s working for the Feds, and grinning when Etoiles says he’s basically a clapping monkey who doesn’t know what he’s doing, calling him naïve. asking Cucurucho a million questions and overwhelming him, acting suspicious and curious around the black concrete nonsense - allowing him to easily get away with presenting exaggerated, biased, and some even fabricated, evidence for his investigation, controlling the narrative entirely, because that part of the convo was made insignificant. (and through those questions, possibly even getting more bonuses for his office and fellow workers - he’s gotten the break room so far, and coffee machines, and another level for investigations, which has swayed workplace opinion towards him heavily.)
then with the AI, Cucuruchito, engaging in banter, then sharing a secret, which seems like a big deal - but everything he told the AI is just what he himself was told by Cucurucho, it was no secret to the Feds at all. then flirting with it for a long time before leaving - which is a tactic he outright explained to chat. to get what you want, information, loyalty, etc, you have to build a good repoire. if it takes flirting, and charm, if it takes a date or two, he’s more than willing to play the part to get what he wants. he’ll pretend to eat up their bullshit about him being special, and let them think he’s charmed instead of the opposite.
Foolish is good at what he does because he catches more flies with honey than with vinegar, and the flies never realize their caught - he’s patient enough to play the long con. and really, could someone as naïve, as foolish as him, be able to do such a thing?
he isn’t taken seriously. and it won’t be their final mistake, but it will certainly be the one that damns them.
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franklyimissparis · 19 hours
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i think it’s funny how when some people talk abt alex turner’s potential drug usage it’ll either be like “he has a major drug and alcohol problem it’s so obvious!!!” or “i don’t think he’s the type to have ever even tried a hard drug” as if there isn’t a ton of middle ground between those two extremes
like the man who wrote “why’d you only ever call me when you’re high” and has been a touring musician since he was 19 has obviously fucking been high - and not just with weed - but that also doesn’t mean he’s completely off his head in every interview he’s ever done 😭😭
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becauseplot · 11 months
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it’s late at night so i’ve decided fuck it, time to share my tiny q!phil headcanon: q!phil is stuck in the limbo of “i don’t know if what i feel for you is platonic or romantic or physical or aesthetic or some secret other thing but man i sure do have Feelings for you, that’s for fucking sure” towards q!missa. phil looks at missa and his brain goes “‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️” and simply does not elaborate at all whatsoever. friend-shaped? partner-shaped? just-has-a-really-wicked-sense-of-style-shaped?? who fucking knows, but man, missa sure is!!! he sure is. yep.
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ejzah · 5 months
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A/N: This is a ridiculous little idea that hit me one night (cause what else would I be thinking about at midnight?). Set seasons 3-4.
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And Then She Blushed
Kensi stalked through the boat shed, in search of Deeks. They’d just finished a short undercover stint on the beach, and he’d disappeared about 20 minutes ago after they returned. She pushed through into the bathroom, Deeks’ name on her lips, and froze.
Deeks stood in front of the sinks, a towel in one hand, and most importantly, stark naked. At the sound of the door opening, he’d instinctively turned, giving her a flash of him from the back, and then a perfect view of his front.
Time seemed to still. Seemingly without her volition, her eyes moved over him, taking in every muscle and inch of tanned skin. It just have been only a few seconds, but it felt significantly longer by the time she made it back up to his face. Deeks looked equally shocked, eyes wide as the hand holding the towel hovered usually at his side.
“Crap,” he muttered, belatedly spinning around. Which meant now Kensi was staring at his perfect butt, which she noticed was a few shades lighter than the rest of his skin.
Then common sense kicked, and she turned around too. A burning hot flush slowly worked its way down from her cheeks to her neck and chest.
“Oh my god, I am so sorry!” she said, waving a hand that Deeks couldn’t see. “I should have knocked—”
“It’s ok,” he said at the same time.
“I was just coming to tell you—I’ll be waiting outside.” Once again, she gestured, even though Deeks likely wouldn’t see it, and best a hasty retreat.
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Deeks got over “the incident”, as she was now referring to it in her head, far more quickly than Kensi did. When he came out of the bathroom, he looked a little awkward for a few minutes, studiously avoiding eye contact.
By the time they were halfway to their next destination though, he was cracking jokes and pontificating on the merits of various surf boards. Kensi made an occasional noise in response, but largely stayed silent. She was a little afraid of what would come out if she actually spoke. At one point, Deeks reached into the middle console between them, grazing her shoulder, and she visibly jumped.
“Hey, are you ok?” Deeks asked when they pulled up in front of their witness’s house.
“I’m fine,” she said shortly.
Deeks was quiet for a moment, then pursed his lips, considering her. “You’re thinking about seeing me naked, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, right,” she scoffed. “I haven’t given it a second thought.” Rolling her eyes at him, she opened the door and hopped out, slamming the door behind her.
No, she hadn’t given it a second thought. She’d given it a hundred thoughts. The image of his wet, naked form would probably be forever burned into her memory. It was so much better than she’d ever imagined.
She wondered what he’d looked like flushed with arousal. Or what he’d look like above her or beneath her. In her bed.
God, she had it bad. What was wrong with her.
“It’s ok,” Deeks continued, falling into step beside her as she started up the walkway. He tucked his thumbs into his pockets, upper lip curving in a half-smirk. Instead of annoying Kensi, it made her feel oddly tingly. “I have it on good authority that my butt is pretty spectacular. Mind-blowing, some might even say.“
“Oh my god, I am not thinking about your butt,” Kensi spluttered. “And don’t worry, it was nothing to write home about.”
“Uh-huh.” Not seeming bothered by her derision in the least, he knocked her shoulder. “You keep telling yourself that, Kensalina.”
Chuckling to himself, he jogged the last couple steps up to the doorway. Kensi couldn’t stop herself from noticing the way his jeans clung to thighs.
She really was in trouble.
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alexis-royce · 4 months
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This is just a byproduct of the fact that my grind has me spending most of my time at Station VIII, and clicking this card daily makes it easier to pull Hellworm cards.
But I do like that every day The Academic gets to give a little wave to the three masters they’re on the best terms with.
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if you’re in the rise fandom and see this:
go read “all the ashes in my wake” by @crows-murder right now.
(yes, that is an order, and yes, pun intended.)
this post serves as a fic rec, but mainly to let me gush about how much i love this fic without filling up the author’s inbox with a small dissertation (/joking).
for the fic rec part:
leo. cursed. ella enchanted type cursed.
if you have any interest at all in absolutely phenomenal angst, clever writing with a style that’s easy to follow and smooth as butter, on-point characterization and dynamics, and basically anything you could ever ask for of a rise fic,
go. read. this. fic. right. now.
(that said, i am now going to ramble about my specific thoughts concerning the fic and it’s plot, so. possible spoilers beyond this point?)
there have been a growing number of fics in this “sub-genre” of the rise fandom involving a character (generally leo) getting cursed, and then facing off against angsty odds that make you go, “oh. oh, shit.” (/positive)
these curses also tend to involve the phases of the moon in some way, which i think is a very fun and interesting trend
i’ve enjoyed all of the fics that i’ve read which fit into this, but this particular fic may be my favorite yet
it follows a simple formula, neatly tying the a plot (the curse stuff) and the b plot (leo’s conflict with leadership and the strain it’s putting on his relationships) into a neat little bow.
while the idea of leo getting “ella enchanted” is fun on its own, it’s doubly important to the plot and the characterization, as it forces him to have to fix one problem to address the other.
in the first chapter, the author constructs the roots to this, by contrasting leo’s wily, independent nature against the inevitable conflict that will stifle his attempts to act on it.
watching him brush his brothers off, make his own choices and go off on his own, builds this wonderful sense of tension. it hooks you — what’s going to happen when that string is cut?
it plays perfectly into the underlying conflict. leo needs to find a way to overcome his fears of leading the team, or else the rift between him and his team will only continue to widen.
so what does the narrative do? it forces him into a position where he is no longer gets to choose.
this incapacitation is a powerful tool, not only because of the external force of the curse, but also that it plays off of the weaknesses of his character.
this isn’t something that he can just handwave, or take care of on his own. it’s a situation where he needs to ask for help.
but this is leo we’re talking about. of course he isn’t going to go to his brothers about this, or even tell them! but by hiding it and trying to fix it himself, he ends up caught in a deadlock of his own making.
and since it doesn’t look like he’s going to get over himself very soon, it seems more likely that he’ll end up cornered in a very sticky situation indeed (something which i am very much looking forward to seeing, if that is the plan).
it’s genius! to fix his problems with the curse, he has to address his issues with his family first.
my attempts to sound smarter than i actually am aside (/lighthearted), i am so glad this fic is addressing the conflict between raph and leo. not only that, but in a way that feels true to their characters.
unlike other iterations of the tmnt, the roles here are reversed. it’s not the stolid abs responsible leader pitted against the broody loner who wants to be leader, but isn’t the right fit.
it’s rise!raph, who cares about his little brother and wants to support him, and rise!leo who, on some level, doubts his own ability in this new role on the team — to be anything more than “the face man.”
it’s not often where you come across a fic where the a plot and the b plot are equally engaging, but this is one of those rare cases where everything just works. it’s like i’m witnessing the first steps of some great machine, meticulously crafted, a hundred disparate parts working in tandem.
in the third chapter, the angst just works. the pay-off there feels so real, because you get it. you relate to this character. when raph is there, waiting up for him, you know shit’s about to go down. you can feel it.
if the necklace (and therefore the curse) acted as both a narrative device and catalyst, leo’s swords represent the other side of that: the last bit of freedom he has left in this godawful situation.
they’re the last bit of freedom, his only hope of escape. raph taking them (or, rather, leo being compelled to surrender them) has just glorious undertones in the narrative as a whole.
if you were to consider the katanas a representation of leo’s autonomy, it makes sense why him being forced to give them up hits that much harder.
not only is it a tense situation, where leo is fighting back but ultimately unable to overcome the curse, it cements this underlying feeling of helplessness the author has been seeding since the chapter previous.
now that we’re here, with both the a plot and b plot coming into direct confrontation with what leo wants, we recognize that leo cannot continue how he is.
sure, he’ll keep on fighting it (abs i am very much looking forward to seeing how that goes), but this is the point where we know, there is no escaping.
leo is now truly stuck. without his katanas, fubdibg the necklace to break the curse on his own is basically impossible.
and he recognizes this.
leo’s characterization throughout this fic has been some of the best in the business. he’s smart, witty, independent, calculating — probably one of, if not the best true-to-character representations of rise!leo thats i’ve seen so far.
(absolutely phenomenal job there, i cannot stress this point enough.)
in fact, all of the characters in this fic are so well-written? i’m already seeing roots for character development within casey sr. (which i am so here for, oh my gods you don’t even know), and you can’t help but be invested in all of these relationships
we’re constantly being reminded of the emotional conflict, how much of a strain it’s putting on the relationships, not just between raph and leo, but between all of them.
leo sees this, understands something has to change, but feels paralyzed by what that could mean. for him, and his family.
not to beat the metaphorical dead horse, but that scene after leo surrenders his katanas abs flees back to his room? damn. i felt that on a visceral level.
being so tired, so miserable, so helpless, when a part of you knows you’re being irrational, but having your own pride and fear get in the way of that?
not to project all over these characters or whatever, but fuck. it feels like this was written to call out me, specifically (/j /lh)
and urgh! the detail work in this is incredible!
maybe i’m just a slut for somewhat contrived narratives, and definitely contrived foreshadowing, but the way it’s done in this fic comes off as so clean and organized.
it’s like... weaving threads in a tapestry. you can see where the connect, though you’re not quite sure where they’re going, until you can step back abs look at the picture as a whole.
it genuinely feels masterful in some places, like, mother of god, leave some talent for the rest of us!! (/lighthearted)
i could probably keep talking about this forever, but i do have other responsibilities i should be taking care of, and i kind of want to reread the three chapters that are out (as of writing this) again.
who knows, maybe i’ll revisit this in the future, when i have a better basis and understanding of the underlying themes here.
for now, dear author (if you are, for some reason, reading this),i hope you don’t mind my pretentious and meandering thoughts and/or assumptions. you’ll probably see me again, gushing in your comment sections. yours is just the kind of fic that deserves to be gushed about.
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gayestcowboy · 5 months
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i didn’t even share my wrapped. look at my spotify wrapped boy
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nauusicaa · 7 hours
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behold: my second attempt at spinning yarn
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rat-poisonn · 7 days
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all my perspective studies from the Os music video
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mimsilverarts · 1 month
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I know the Star Wars (1998) and Republic comics are well over 20 years old now, and maybe I’m bias because I love the dynamic of Quintress, but in Legends ,Quinlan Vos and Ros Lai should of been a couple. They could be a morally grey murder duo, and I just wanted more Ros Lai. She was too cool of a character to be in just one arc
They’d be such an interesting pair too, would they make each other worse? Would they make each other better? They really parallel each other quite well
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boqvistsbabe · 4 months
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#is it weird to say that I want more friends that look like me#like in the sense that all my friends are of average/skinny body types#and so when I talk about any struggles about being physically bigger they can relate to some feelings but#they are not classified as mid or plus sized#so they don’t relate to a lot of things#and I just want someone that understands what I go through both in trying to date and in just regular life as well#not that they don’t try to understand#but it’s not the same if that makes sense#like I appreciate them trying and being there#but I have one friend that is still not understanding some of my frustrations with certain things#and she’s like well just don’t talk to those people or just ignore it or it’s not that big of a deal#or things along those lines#and she never realized how hard it is to find someone even slightly attracted to#to me#like we sat there and I explained some of my experiences#and she never knew#and then she’s like well you don’t deserce that#and like yes I know that but you’re not understanding the fact that there is a very small majority that would even look in my direction#like we talked over an hour and she still thinks it’s just as easy as ignoring people etc#like I had to explain how the people that I talk to on apps that I’m on plus size and give that disclaimer and hope they don’t unmatch or#just stop talking to me#I don’t know#just like I want more friends that can closer relate to how I feel without having to explain it#I’m not saying my friends can’t or don’t go through similar things#but they are still skinny/average to society’s standards#and that makes it hard to talk about my struggles#if that makes sense#anyway rant over#idek if that made sense#Sams feelings
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toonyballoony · 1 year
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Just realized I’ve posted zero D&D art since I was last active here. Honey you got a big storm coming 👀✨
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