I am now thinking about Essek as, essentially, Anna Ripley for the Ruby Vanguard, and it's genuinely horrific to imagine but it's not a real timeline so it's hilarious. It is so funny in concept. He's a glorified postdoc with no mandatory ethics trainings, no future, and nothing to lose. Also he just got handed the power of a thousand suns with absolutely no oversight and a mandate to "do your worst".

This has such extreme "horse loose in a hospital" energy. No one knows what Essek will do next, least of all Essek! He's never been in control of the power of a thousand suns before! He's as confused as you are!

Husband reveals but in the most normal way ever: Mav forgets his lunch home twice, and Tom drops by because he can't have a starving husband, even less for such an important mission. The first time he's wearing civvies and the daggers are far away to not notice him at all, the second one Ice is still in full uniform when he strolls in the cafeteria, drops Mav's lunch on the table, kisses his lips and "I'm not your errand boy, next time you forgot your lunch it's on you" to which Mav smiles dopey "whatever you say, Iceman. Eat with me?". How could Tom say no?

All around them, nobody moves because the Commander of the fucking Pacific Fleet is sharing a sandwich with their captain. And they kissed.

"At a time when my life felt scattered and incomplete, the fantasy world of The Parent Trap, and the warm and maternal presence of Chessy, provided me with a dream of gluing the pieces of it together. The film, though not explicitly queer, still provides a sort of utopia of queer acceptance, connection and love. [...] Some days I still think that maybe all I need is a hug from Lisa Ann Walter and I will be all right." - Michael Elias (x)

Lisa Ann Walter as Chessy in The Parent Trap (1998)

they're preparing for their debut album's launch

johto’s champion and chronicler for the deity of the ilex shrine, it’s lyra!🌿

this one took me a while due to trying out different techniques (studying a Lot of art nouveau) and making a couple changes to her outfit (the details help), but I’d like to think she’s learned a lot in her journey and wanted to reflect her experience more in her champion fit

her specialty would be in fairy types and her meganium’s divergent evolution is grass/fairy 🧚🪷

and a bonus w/ the johto gang after the photoshoot!

scugs is bugs.

I felt inspired by randomgods' art of Spearmaster, and finally decided to draw my take on slugcat.

Tumblr nuked the image quality, so click for better viewing.

So I have an autoimmune thing with my thyroid and I have to take pills to regulate it every day and every day that passes I want to burn the US healthcare system down more than the day before.

Finally went and watched Zero Tea Time and like, how is this man still functioning at all??? If we're to assume that Furuya sleeps about 2 hours a night regularly, I'm sorry but this man would in no way shape or form be able to do what he does. - Sincerely, someone who has legitimately slept 3AM to 5AM regularly for several months due to having pre-existing sleep issues and a job that started at an ungodly time.

Like, yes I get that I shouldn't be thinking too deeply since anime logic, but also on this same schedule I felt like I was about to die by week 3 and was essentially a human zombie with my mental health down the sink by week 6(and technically I was sleeping more than 2 hours since I would take some naps as well) so I have some strong feelings about this. Hell, there's no way this man would be able to keep track of what time it is let alone all his jobs and secrets with that amount of sleep. Even if we go under the assumption that he sleeps 3-4 or even 4-5 hours usually and the 2 hours was a special case this man would still not be able to make all those deductions and chase all those criminals. Sure you won't feel as shit, but you definitely will still be feeling quite shit.

No wonder this man depressed and insane with a sprinkling of anger issues and seems to be constantly lowkey disassociating in Zero Tea Time. Yes most of it is because he's the only one left and is horribly traumatized but also like Furuya, have you considered taking a nap? It doesn't solve the trauma, but give yourself 8-10 hours of proper sleep and you'll be waking up ready to take on god.

As a side note, are there fics where Furuya is severely sleep deprived and how that impacts him? Because so far I haven't seen any but I also don't usually go out of my way to find Furuya centered fics. Because if there isn't I'll write one myself, not enough chronic sleep deprivation rep round here in general. Mans mother hens everyone around him, he deserves someone to mother hen him back to force him to sleep because the world will not in fact end if he takes some time off.

au where there's like a paperwork error and sasuke ends up on team eight. but no one else's placement changes. so kakashi has to deal with just naruto and sakura, who isn't filtering herself at all. or better yet, sasuke gets swapped with kiba, so kakashi has to deal with three loudmouth hotheads, one of whom can just track him down whenever he's late.

meanwhile kurenai's first lesson is homicide 101 and sasuke thinks he just hit the team jackpot

girlhood

guess who's back. back again. 💃🏾✨

rest {vil x reader}

Vil comforts you after a rough day.

!! information !!

characters: vil

reader: gn

cw: none!

The Pomefiore lounge was only half-lit, a shadowed hallway leading to the far wall where Vil sat on one of the plush purple couches. The flickering candles cast him in a warm glow, bright enough to illuminate the papers on his lap so he wouldn’t have to strain his eyes to read. The scarce lighting, you knew, was meant to accommodate you; after so long of complaining about a persistent headache, even the densest of your companions (ahem, Grim) caught on.

Vil looked up from his papers and uncrossed his legs, though he made no move to stand. “Hello, sweet potato.”

“Hey,” you answered, barely stopping yourself from diving onto the couch. Still, you fell with little ceremony, laying across the cushions and resting your head on Vil’s lap. He scoffed, amused at your audacity, but didn’t say anything else about your manners.

“You’ve been making yourself scarce these days,” He commented, not unkindly. His voice lacked the usual firm and severe tone he used throughout the day, though anybody on campus could tell that he usually spoke softer around you. Still, this time he kept volume down to something soft and tender, wrapping around you, sound and snug.

“Headache.” You felt on of his hands gently rest on our head for a moment, carding through your hair and drawing soothing lines down your shoulder. “I was getting sick of being alone, though.”

“Forgive me for not offering a more thrilling activity.”

“This is perfect.” You didn’t think you could take any more than resting in a different spot, anyway. “I’m...sorry I haven’t been...much, lately.”

Vil stopped moving his hand, and you could practically hear the unimpressed expression he was giving you. Picturing that small, perfect scowl and the way he was arching an eyebrow, you almost laughed.

“You haven’t been much? Much of what?”

You shrugged. “Much of anything.”

Vil sighed before resuming the comforting pets he was giving you. “That’s simply not true. You’ve been recovering. And before that, you were going through a lot. Perhaps you still are. How are you feeling?”

After a pause, you shrugged and gave him a noncommittal hum. Those types of answers were never enough for him, though. “Better. Kind of. More manageable, at least. I’ll be back on my feet soon.”

Vil chuckled. “You don’t have to make promises to me. It’s important to take care of yourself. Take the time you need. I’m thankful that I got to spend some time with you at all today.”

You took a deep breath, holding it in for a few seconds and trying to focus on anything but the pounding pain in your head: his fingers running through your hair, the warmth of his leg beneath your cheek, the raised seam of the cushion digging into your hip, all of it. Slowly exhaling, you hummed again.

“Yeah. I am, too.”

I just wanted to thank you. I do not know these old men, I've barely even played anything they appear in. But now they're in my house and I can't get rid of them and they keep making out. Thank you.

OH NO SHDUFGSDUFYGDSD I was told this already and I think you guys are going to be so disappointed when you play the games they're in and see that THIS is their only direct interaction;

a brief history of them; both exist since Daggerfall (1996), but only with Oblivion (2006) a direct connection is created between them, through the book Mannimarco, King of Worms and Mannimarco's in-game dialogue:

Unfortunately, we don't get to see them interact in ESO as their current selves (probably to avoid retconning more lore like... *cough cough* *looks at notes* Mannimarco's age, since the Vestige would get involved). You can read Artaeum Lost and Worm Saga for more info <3

2.0 commentary below, re: that conversation between Ratio and Aventurine

I haven't actually seen anyone talking about it say explicitly what happened, so I thought I'd break that wall a little.

Ratio was notably racist (or at the very least xenophobic) towards Aventurine.

There's no denying or softening it at all. I don't think Ratio is a bad person, clearly he is not, but that does not absolve him of the awfulness of what he said. There's a lot of importance in the hostility Ratio displayed towards Aventurine towards that moment, and I am actually very thankful that hyv didn't cut corners with that interaction and put Ratio on the same level as Sparkle, who has far less morals than he does (and also called Aventurine a prostitute for power in the CN dub, jfc). But despite his harsh tongue and critical attitude, he doesn't... give an impression of having that sort of bias to him. What matters to him is intelligence, so why did he say the things he did?

With my take on Ratio I've established that he does view the IPC as much as a threat and with as much disdain as the Genius Society, both despite and because of his affiliation with the Intelligentsia Guild. He doesn't like working with any of the higher ups in the first place, and they're on a high stakes mission on Penacony right now. For all of Ratio's quick thinking and ability to improvise, he strikes me as someone who quite heavily relies on plans, and not being on schedule with a strict time limit puts him extremely on edge. It was made abundant the moment he opened his mouth: his first complaint was Aventurine's tardiness. He was late. Ratio was counting the seconds until Aventurine showed up, he was stressed.

So he already doesn't trust Aventurine just due to the nature of his affiliation, and he is upset because of the situation they're in, but there's also hostility directed at Aventurine personally. Whether Aventurine's personality and attitude is born from the nature of his people or because he's playing into the horrid reputation they have is unknown, but I'm inclined to believe the latter. Regardless, everyone displays some level of wariness towards him because of it and his occupation. I don't think Aventurine expected Ratio to dig up what he did (and likely more) about him, but I do think Ratio did it with the intent to weaponize his status, his past, his vulnerabilities against him because of his view of Aventurine as a threat.

(I'd also like to comment on part of his hostility towards Aventurine being due to protectiveness over the Trailblazer, because he very plainly snaps at Aventurine for attempting to rope the Nameless into the situation.)

But rather than what he said then, what's more striking to me is what happened after. Aventurine did not get hostile or lash out in turn, nor did he outwardly express any upset at Ratio's comments or lack of trust. Instead he offered a calm and personal correction, and that to me is what led Ratio to both regret his comment and adjust his perspective on Aventurine. It's evident in how his body language immediately shifted: from furrowed eyebrows, a combative tone, arms crossed and tucked close to his body, to a relaxed face and stance and much softer voice as he backpedaled. I like that because it shows that for all of Ratio's hostility, he really doesn't mean to harm anyone regardless of his opinion on them, and it's clear that he did. How does one weaponize a person's status as a (former?) slave against them so heartlessly and thoughtlessly? This exchange was a reminder that Aventurine is not just some threat but also human, and a reminder to himself that he is human too, and he is subject to prejudice (that he might not even be aware of) and clouded judgement that need to be corrected from time to time. I don't want to call his comment a slip-up, because it was definitely intentional, but I don't believe that it was done purely because of Aventurine's race unlike Sparkle's comment. And clearly, he regretted it. He overstepped. I like to think it was this moment that fostered some respect for Aventurine within Ratio, mostly because Aventurine's very gracious handling of his very ungracious fuck up.

I'm not trying to defend Ratio's comments with this, mind you, only try to get into his mindset and understand the perspective behind him saying what he said. This exchange does lead me to wonder, though, what led to the reputation of the Sigonians being as awful as it is for multiple characters to comment on it. Whatever it is, whether legitimate or (very likely) IPC propaganda, it was potent enough for the stigma to spread to even Ratio, enough for him to be willing to use it as an attack.

(mgv) OHHHH FUCK THE TRITTER ARC IN OMEGAVERSE

not only is tritter an officer but he's an alpha so him getting humiliated by house is even more heinous to him. his calm posturing giving house the CREEPS from jump street and it only gets worse the longer tritter pursues this vendetta. he goes even harder against wilson, even commenting how house and wilson smell like each other (they are not a bonded pair at this time) and wilson stays collected but if he and tritter talk for too long he starts bristling. tritter wanting from house not just an apology and for house to go to rehab, but also for him to show his neck; to submit. it's pushing the limits of an already high ask to put on house. even cuddy gets hesitant about that because it's toeing the line of discrimination at best and harassment at worst.

sometimes looking at like Self Help Strategies lists for the symptoms I'm having is always just like:

thing that I already do

thing I have tried 10 times

thing I already do

thing that I don't have the money to do

thing I already do

thing I've been doing since I was 10yrs old to no avail

thing that is impossible given my situation

thing that doesn't apply to me

thing that I already do

thing I have already tried

hrmm, oh wait, maybe finally- OH, yeah.. okay. thing that I already do but it was just phrased slightly differently

thing I have already done