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#I'M BLOWN AWAY
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listened to hozier's apple music interview yesterday, and he said something like "imagining a man 20 years from now, who had all this noise in his head and didn't find a way to exercise it, that's a really sad picture", and when he quoted an irish poet "the only madness is loneliness, the voice that goes unheard" oh my god.
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cautiousyoungman · 9 months
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What kind of a world do we live in where people would rather read 25k words of Crowley crying and contemplating suicide over reading 6k of Aziraphale and fem Crowley flirting at a New Year's Eve party in the 1950's?
(I wrote both of those stories on ao3)
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narutosidebitch · 3 months
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Y'all I've caught up to the latest chapter of love and deepspace and omg the plot THICKENS
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noverturemusings · 6 months
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Herald of death
Watercolour piece by Evo (@evonik-k)
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bigbee-billy · 1 year
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actually funny story i was watching some videos on YouTube and there was video of surviving as some beast in game, called "creatures of sonaria" and i was like wow what great design of creatures i wonder where i can buy that game
I'm telling you I'm still in shock that it was made in roblox.
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dnpsuck · 2 years
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honestly the most shocking part to me was hearing about phil’s balls from phil
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theresthesnitch · 2 years
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I have a need to draw that Score shower scene bc reasons
CARLA!
Um please? Yes? I would love you forever and ever. I would... I really want to see it. 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀
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postwarlevi · 1 year
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OH MY!! Somehow in the course of a little over a year I hit a massive milestone!
1000 followers!
Thank you so much! I didn't expect anything like this when I joined! Was just looking to connect with other AOT fans. Now I've made friends!
I would really like to do something with you to celebrate. Yet I'm still nervous about disappointing?
For now I'm going to focus on the collabs I joined or have wanted to join, and also a couple other stories I mentioned I wanted to do to people I've talked to.
It's hard for me to stay on track a lot so if an idea hits me hard and it's on the shorter side no doubt that will pop up.
But otherwise fall and winter stories, and a few other collab pieces.
But then maybe my first ever event in January or February?? I know it seems far off but once I get going with everything else I'll probably start gathering ideas for what to do so things can start moving and be ready by mid January.
Then, maybe, start on some or get back into the bigger projects I like to put off. And then more!
I hope. That's the plan for now haha.
Thank you again guys!!
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naffeclipse · 2 years
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Alright, you wanted the specific detective AU idea? Here it is (Long ass ask ahead and this is an idea that is so self indulgent so let's fuckin goooooooooo!)
So let's say someone wanted revenge, or simply sipped the misery of others like it was the drink of gods, cruelly enjoying every little drop of agony. All of their usual flavors have become bland on their tongues and they are ever greedily thirsty, and they have a new recipe to try.
What would happen if those silly little celestial animatronics had something oh so terrible happen to them? Or more specifically, to their cute little runaway thief who kisses them with a fleeing smile.
How about if the poor vigilante, so full of justice and eagerness to deliver what is deserve is locked somewhere deep in the earth. And there in the maze of metal and stone wanders a poor neglected bot starved of everything, even a name. This place is crumbling apart, it should be an easy escape yes? But let's say for this silly little idea it wasn't possible for one reason or another.
So with little else to do, the two trapped together bond. The bot isn't even hostile, barren to nothing but the endo-skeleton and wiring, voiceless and incomplete. It's curious and happy to listen, even learning a few tricky and escape and thievery.
A day multiplies into seven, into fourteen, into sixty-two. On and on and on, exhaustion heavy in the feeble human's limbs, surviving on just enough food or live. Their friend in the cold labyrinth is ever eager to be their only source of contact, of comfort, of meager meager warmth.
It's hard to tell how much time has passed, with no windows to even grace the misery in sunlight, numbers becoming a blur. Dirt and filth dressing its guests in excess, helping them done only the thickest dust and finest gravel. Moving is a waste of energy, the apartment and roofs stain with blood has never sounded better. Vague dreams and fantasies being the only thing driving away sanity other than uncovered claws and eyes that burn artificially bright.
The taste of smoke has never been more nostalgic and heart-warming, finally warmth seems through the walls with each layer of scrap and dirt goes up. Bells jingling almost pitifully as they lean against the tall company they had, happy to leave.
Happy until the first bullet buried itself into sickly flesh.
No matter what the no longer lonely animatronic tried, with its friend barely being able to stand, life seeped out of them. Consciousness staining the ground red, sharp and furious machinery becoming slick. Wood is painted with blood and flesh, tears varnishing the coat while gunshots sprinkled a pattern into the wallpaper.
A wheeze passes barely breathing lips, nearly empty eyes meeting neon worry. With a smile the room becomes bitterly cold despite the still warm bodies littered about.
Now sitting in its lonesome, the sentient scraps of wires and electricity shook. Misery dancing through its metal veins as fury step aside to make room for it.
What could it do? What could it even do?
Nothing. Nothing nothing nothing notHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING
Hunched over the corpse, it shivered and cried silently, rocking back and forth even as the body became stiff.
Passing passing passing passing. It didn't care for the time, rooted to the floor and dead flesh pinned it down.
Dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead
!#@%$&#@%#$&$&(*$%@#*^%&%$*@!E@#$%^& SCREAMING PAIN SCREAMING PAIN SCREAMING PAIN SCREAMING PAIN SCREAMING PAIN SCREA Where the hell were they? ------ Okay! That entire thing just fuckin wrote itself out, damn. Uh, anyways, here's the actual idea but like more compressed.
Okay so reader gets yoinked by these people who just like to hurt others, and they are targeting the detectives. Reader is put in a winding and very empty place far underground, save for a p bare-bones animatronic that is just an endo-skeleton and electronics. No casing or anything. We will also say that reader can't escape for some reason, just so I can make this work.
So the reader and bot bond, a lot of time passes and they only have each other. Eventually the reader and bot get brought up by the kidnappers who uh, kill the reader. The bot is FURIOUS about this and kinda super kills the rest. Hugging its friend after that.
Unknown to that bot, it had served a specific purpose neither it nor the reader had been aware of. It had been neglected and treated poorly for a reason. This reason being the tormentors didn't want to hurt the the detectives just once, but twice. How? By bringing the reader back to life in the worst way possible.
You see, there was a lot of old but now closed cases about people, especially humans, possessing machinery and in particular animatronics in the right circumstances. These are called the "It's Me" cases as one of the constants in these cases was the dead victim, once taking over the machine saying "it's me" in some form.
The tormentors want to make sure those chances were high by isolating the bot to attach to others too easily. Once lonely enough they locked reader in the maze with them and they bonded, neither aware of the plan behind this. The bot hadn't been told on purpose.
And it worked. The animatronic managed to be close enough that it latched onto the reader and more or less traded their life for its. Or that's my thought on it.
Sun and Moon FINALLY find the reader, now in this animatronic lost and confused. I'm not sure if the reader buried or hid their own body but anyways, they eventually figure out it's reader. Either by the it's me thing or otherwise, or by the reader getting annoying enough to point at their body then themselves. Also I hc that the reader is using ASL to communicate bc of no voicebox. I also thing the detective's nonexistent blood freezes when they realize it, that it really is one of those cases, that this is reality.
Anyways, they bring reader home, them communicating in sign and writing until a voicebox can come in. They are also trying to get casing and other stuff bc it's uhh really fuckin awkward for stand around in the robotic equivalent of naked and with your guts exposes. At some point Sun and Moon have to gravely explain what the It's Me cases are, since they're old at this point and I feel like reader doesn't know everything about them. Wasn't in their interest before this. And uhhh, from there it's a lot of healing and stuff.
Also I think the bot's design is similar to the reader in a sense, good for speed and sneaking. I do imagine it to be tall tho, Also would it just be more mean or awkward if that model of robot was one of the celestial ones with no AI or anything? Like is it awkward if the robot was a DA model (that was never used, just extra parts or idk, you get the idea I hope?) Uh yeah! Here is my really specific Detective AU idea!
There might have been more I'm forgetting but this is already really really long
Oh my gosh, I think you should write a fic!! Also, I hope you don't mind me saying, but I could see this as it's own AU, like, Y/N x Sun/Moon with this established relationship but then tragedy strikes as you described and then Sun and Moon help Y/N adjust to their own death and of course, being an animatronic now, but that doesn't change any of the love between them. In fact, it gets stronger, despite the new trauma and horror, and yes, things are different now in upsetting ways but they're going to get through it, no matter what!
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mileyscyrus · 1 year
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severance is THAT bitch and it should be cleaning on award shows omg what an insane spectacular incredible never done before amazing show 
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makiokuta · 1 year
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YOU CAN EDIT TAGS NOW????
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mymindwide · 2 years
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lylahammar · 1 month
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STUDIO TRIGGER????? YOU DID THIS FOR US?
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thisismyobsessionnow · 4 months
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To the anon in my inbox explaining your Bojan reasoning; Wow, I need to sit on that one a little (at least until tomorrow morning) before I can respond properly 😂 but I want you to know right away that I get what you're saying and I am taking it with all the love!
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like usually I don't really like music videos because they don't match up with the imagery I have in my head when I hear the song, but the Meeting The Master video is exactly what's conjured up in my brain and I'm literally in love
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hollycircling · 3 months
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Hello everyone! I am a doofus and just realized I never posted my Kickstarter here. Actual Golden Retriever Vash Plush been a project in the making for a few months now, and I'm overjoyed to announce that not only have we reached the goal, but completely exceeded it in less than 48 hours ;;
Nonetheless, I wanted to extend the opportunity to everyone here to grab a Retriever Vash Plush (and the rapidly unlocked Wolf Wolfwood Plush) before the campaign ends, too ♡
Thank you all so much! Here's the link:
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