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as cool as their design is im really starting to dislike the sonau in general, aside from their stuff suddendly being everywhere and everything being about them and how cool(tm) they are now with the mystery stone turning people into dragons and the similarities between the sonau and the three dragons (naydra, eldra, farodra) its actually not an impossibility that they used to be sonaus as alot of people have been theorizing about ..but ...... idk that would very much ruin their otherwordly yet ethereal mystery to me
i probably sound like some hater whos trying to find something more to dislike about totk all the time but i promise im not!!
the three dragons being some unexplained mystery, beings that are there yet few can see them, timeless, nigh untouchable, they dont act on anything, they dont talk, something about them has always made me look at them in awe; if it turned out they were just yet another cool(tm) sonau guy that ate a stone ... :/
not a fan of that one lads, but dont worry, i will keep my thoughts to myself from now on, i dont want to ruin other peoples fun nor seem like i just hate everything ... the three dragons are just really important to me so i had to say something
#ganondoodles talks#tloz#totk#totk spoilers#totk spoiler#besides i have leanred that i tend to have the unpopular opinions and frankly im tired of the hate directed at me#if you disagree thats fine but please dont spam me with why you think its cool actually#bc it just feels like yet another argument starting as to why im wrong and need to be talked down to and also suck actually#sorry its been all over my timeline on twitter so i just had to throw my dumbass opinion out there again#and it was a few times more than id like in a row where my random thought posts where torn apart by arguing people needing to prove im wron#the dragons where something i just absolutely loved in botw#they hold a special place in my heart and i dont like the thought of them too being just yet another sonau thing#i feel more secure posting my thoughts here than on twitter#but still i dont want to sound overly negative so i will hold back from now on#unless im exhausted and overly tired and not feeling that great physically like right now i guess lol#ill just have to grit my teeth and try to ignore everything i dont like but everyone else loves like always#anyway i need some sleep#ill be fine after that i think#and then try to resume work on destiny and a commission i havent had the energy to get to
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I LIVE ON CRUMBS OF THEM
#They are not EVEN LOOK AT EACH OTHER#and my brain is JEJWBNSJSJAJZBSJAJ#THANKS RAF!!!#anyway i need some sleep
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finally at that age where i'm thinking i should get a tattoo. not bc i feel strongly about it, just seems like a waste not to. i've got so much skin i'm not using
#feels so selfish like. all this skin what am i saving it for?#open to design suggestions! (please make me regret this offer)#maybe some deep sea horrors. a pretty watercolor of a gulper eel#once saw a person on the subway with various Skeleton Tattoos on all their limbs#i respected their commitment to the theme#but more than that i respected how all the skeletons were engaged in Activities#dancing in a ballgown. juggling its own (and two other???) skulls. swordfighting. being a mermaid skeleton#ANYWAY. the only reason i haven't already gotten tattoos is i just couldn't be bothered#i'm old enough to know i don't have any strong-but-potentially-temporary feelings driving me towards it#aesthetically i prefer decorated to non-decorated surfaces. but i'm not artistic or thrilled with commitment#honestly it feels like sheer laziness. indecisiveness--nay. immaturity!--that i HAVEN'T gotten a tattoo yet#letting all this blank canvas go to waste. tut tut i need to grow up and be an adult and get a tattoo sleeve already.#really i've put off my responsibilities long enough#(in fairness i DID at one time have 18 different piercings)#(but i took most of them out bc they interfere with wearing headphones and/or shoving my face in my pillow during Sleep Time)#(i only kept the nape piercing bc oddly enough it ended up being the most convenient. and the least painful to get now i think about it.)#(neck piercing? no problem. normal pair of earrings? Tribulations And Suffering. i don't make the rules i just poke them with a stick.)
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[TW: slight blood]
Peepaw Leo sad hours.
#I need sleep whjsbuhwinss#my art#moss’s art#my doodles#future leo#future leo rottmnt#f!leo#Peepaw leo#future leonardo#rottmnt leo#rottmnt Leonardo#rottmnt fanart#rottmnt#haha he spins in my head#kisses him on cheek#my inspos who draw him on here keep me going#glances at cass and spectra bear#anyways some of these are better than others but I hope you like.
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his biggest sin was having blue hair and pronouns.
#artists on tumblr#digital art#illustration#art#faith#faith the unholy trinity#john ward#father john ward#hiii heyyy#watching videos abt this game got me out of some very bad mental state like wow#he's narratorcoded#bro is played by edward norton idc#anyways loved the game sm and I tried replicating the plai color on black style while maintaining my type of rendering#also I figured out thst adding additional lineart after the shading makes things kinda more organic#like it's not all a messy mix of colors#so proud of having done this in around an hour#also dw I'll still post fight club but I need to draw some other stuff as well or I'll get tired of drawing the same three prople all over#stage is going really well#feeling workercore workerpilled workercoded#huhu going to sleep cause I'm sealing my casket with this late hour stunt#bye bye <3
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at last....yakumo with CHIKEN
#i have finally achieved Goal. i drew yakumo with a happy chickcen#legitimately there were several moments of me redrawing yakumo's eyes and yelling#nO! THEY'RE NOT UWU ENOUGH (makes the irises bigger) WAIT . TOO UWU (makes irises more oblong)#WAIT!! NOT MONSTROUS ENOUGH (narrows the pupils) SHOULD NOT HAVE MORE EYELINER THAN FOXY GRANDPA (shrinks the lashes)#did u know that chickens like to sleep on tall things? the higher they are the safer they feel? (according to my cursory internet search)#so i imagine when yakumo finally grew taller than the chickens' roosting spots#some of them started just napping on yakumo any time he came to clean the coop#and he'd be so scared of waking them up that he'd try to do his chores in the tiniest movements ever#several hours later grandma checks in on him bc hmmm! he's taking longer than usual!#sees him covered in birds+bird poop and he's aaaallllmost done cleaning with his restrained broom sweeps#(birds don't stop pooping just cuz they're sleeping u see. how productive)#that's a cue for grandparents to move the roosts higher . bc yakumo doesn't have the heart to shoo the birds off him#he needs to get things done! becoming impromptu bird bed for 3 hours a day is not sustainable!#it's all for the good of chiken anyway. happy chicken happy life#yakumo
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A new era
#now you know why i needed the original video#1) i was looking for a potential pose i liked better so i can switch it up but at the end this still was the best moment#2) i also wanted to check which platform the person who took the video is on so i can tag them in IG for example#anyway this is probably the best thing i drawn like.. ever#obviously not perfect but nothing ever is and i did forgo some details at the end (like the chains)#but like.. i honestly love every part of this the way it is which is a new feeling#if you like this even half as much as i do i'm happy#i'm also keeping the detail shot thing i stole from Misha because i like it a lot TmT#sleep token#vessel iv#iv sleep token#sleep token iv#iv#sleep token band#sleeptoken#levynn tries to draw
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((please rb if you vote! obv this is just silly but im curious+wanna see ppls opinions<3))
#considered including cigarette butts and 'random green goop puddle' and a few other things but ultimately decided against it#so absolutely tell me if that was a mistake#ive never made a poll before! just thot itd be fun:]#garbage repeats as a gag across all kindsa media is SO funny to me for some reason#point+click games... childrens cartoons... comics of all kinds... so much dumpster diving#smth gets tossed & clangs+clatters a ruckus. smth else is yote+squeaks like a rubber duck. smth else flies by+makes an unseen cat caterwaul#how many people are throwing away perfectly intact fish skeletons in all these worlds across time & space#whats up with that#lmao#anyway. i desperately need to sleep but Cant so made this instead. cant tell if its funny or no but#who can tell! and hopefully if i typoed or anyth it wont be too bad when i look back at this lmao#ok byeeeee. mwah#bee speaks#polls#OMG JUST REALIZED I FORGOT TO INCLUDE CDs....... well pretend i left it out on purpose ig. bc obv EVERYONE would vote for cds if they could
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OKAY SO LIKE idk if you take requests anymore but I need this done so bad and I love your writing so like imagine Jason Todd being adopted and raised by Catwoman and the reader by Batman as robin like a girl robin and basically Jason needs info or wtv and he defeats the reader in a battle or something and handcuffs her and like seduces her for it and reader's usually had super high morals and stuff but she's like simping over him and melts for him practically but idk something like tht like cat women and Batman but roles reversed but yea
Totally get if this is like weird too much though lmao
here’s a lil drabble while i make my way through other requests <3 thank you lovie!! also, jason’s name didn’t really come up, so i guess you can imagine it as whoever? i did write with jason in mind though!! ;; soz
role reversal !
“Come on, I know you can spit it out. The old man can’t be that important to you.”
It was hard to fight off the embarrassed blush as you jerked your wrists from behind your back, the cold bite of steel a painful reminder of the predicament you had found yourself in. The fight was long and drawn out, having left both of you breathless for a while before your captor had gotten the upper hand. It was times like this you really wished you had paid more attention to your father’s teachings about how to get out of precarious circumstances as this one.
How the hell were you supposed to dislocate your thumb and slip out of the handcuffs again?
Being Robin had given you quite the ego. It hadn't really occurred to you that getting captured was a possibility. Batman had shown you every trick in the book on how not to get caught.
Your opponent was as sly as a fox, though. He was quick on his feet, definitely hard to defeat. It was when you had the upper hand, or believed so, that the rug was quickly pulled out from under you, sharp smile and all.
Silence would be your best friend. There was no way in hell you were going to divulge any information that could be used against either yourself or your family — you’d sooner die than allow that to happen.
It was when he had made way to pluck the black mask shielding your eyes did you move, head jerking to the side while a noise of disapproval escaped your throat.
“Don’t touch me.”
He kneeled before you, lips curled into a smirk as a hand trailed from your knee to the middle of your thigh. Your suit was thin, meant more for agility than anything. It was nothing compared to the protective kevlar of the Batsuit. Stealth was your strong suit, and it turns out lingering touches from a man clad in a catsuit was your kryptonite.
“Don’t be like that. We can have fun! I promise I’ll make it worth your time,” he practically purred, voice smooth and intoxicating. “Just tell me what you know.”
Had your heart always beat this fast? Did he drug you? Maybe it was the lack of sleep finally catching up, the deprivation rearing its ugly head at the worst possible time.
“I thought I told you not to touch me,” you quipped back with a clenched jaw. Hands balled into fists and eyes narrowed, you were a sight for sore eyes. “How about you take these cuffs off and we go for a round two, hm?”
He had the audacity to giggle like it was the funniest thing in the world. The hand on your thigh began to inch upwards once more.
“Darling,” God, did that sound pretty rolling off the tip of his tongue, “any round two that we have will be somewhere with some nice booze and a bed, and maybe with soundproof walls depending on how loud I can get you.”
You were stronger than this, surely. Anything to protect Gotham and the people inhabiting it. You wouldn’t lose your nerve to a man with pretty words knelt before you.
“I can give you what you want, you know. Think of it like a trade; you give me the information I need, and I’ll have you screaming my name for all of Gotham to hear. Fair?”
As his touch began to grow more bold, warm hands slowly parting your thighs as he moved in between them, you knew you had to act fast. Resolve could only last so long, especially when coupled with a nighttime job known as being Robin — you were long overdue for something devious and a long nap.
Mustering up what little restraint remained, your foot raised to kick him back, momentarily leaving him a breathless heap of muscle and suave on the ground before you.
“You really don’t listen well.”
#rahhhh unedited bc it’s 5:30 am and i need to sleep#putting this in the queue so more people see it tho ig#idk man#i’m sleep deprived and delirious#also??? imagining big beefy jason in a catsuit had me feeling some type of way i cannot lie#dhsiwkdnfn anyways#. . . my fics 💌#. . . dc 💭#. . . jason todd 💭#. . . queue can’t afford me 🪻#jason todd x reader#jason todd#dc x reader
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Bartylus, baby!!!!
Summary: Barty is in jail and Regulus wants to break up with him. Inspired by that one Shameless US scene.
"Barty..." There are no words to describe what Regulus is feeling right now, holding a phone to his ear and looking at Barty through the stained glass.
"I did it myself," he smirks proudly like it isn't obvious with his wobbly R and smudged g. Regulus is going to kill himself. And then Barty. Don't ask how.
What were you thinking?
Why are you making this so hard for me?
"That is not how you spell Arcturus."
"The fuck it isn't." Barty frowns and looks down at his bare chest. "A-k-t-u-r-u-s."
"I think I would know how to spell my own middle name, Barty."
"Fuck. Are you messing with me right now?"
"Are you?! Who the fuck gets a prison tattoo? Do you know what kinds of infections you could have gotten? Did you even sterilize—"
"—So you don't like it, is that what you're saying?"
"Jesus Christ." Regulus runs his hands through his hair, a fruitless attempt at soothing himself. "Whatever made you think that I'd like it?"
"I don't know, Regulus, the fact that it's fucking romantic?" Barty stared at him with raised eyebrows and Regulus resisted the urge to slam his head against the glass. "I was thinking that once I got out I'd have enough practice to make it look better, maybe even move on from the rusty needle. Then maybe I could give you one of my name. Maybe of my face? Definitely of my ass."
"I'm so not doing that."
"I'm kidding! You don't have to get one of my ass. Although, I must say, you're kind of missing out."
"I will not be getting any tattoos in your honor, Barty. It's over."
"What do you mean?"
"You and me. We're over. We're bad for each other, B."
It was startling, Barty's face changing from his usual couldn't-give-a-damn expression to something so solemn. Regulus had scarcely seen it happen over the course of their friendship. He saw it once, when he'd found out about Walburga's anger issues and how she chose to deal with them. And twice, when he'd pushed Regulus away after their first kiss.
And now, obviously.
"You don't mean that," he says gravely.
"I know we're not boyfriends, I know you hate that word but I thought—" Regulus takes a deep breath and makes himself look Barty in the eye. "I know about Evan."
It's funny. How Barty doesn't even try to deny it. Then again, he didn't think he would.
"Fuck," is the only thing he says.
Regulus agrees.
"I just came here to say that, so..." he grimaces, almost hanging up.
"Wait, Reg!" He sees more than hears the words leaving Barty's lips. He picks up the phone again. Barty is silent on the other end.
"What?" Regulus snaps. It irks him how the other boy enjoys making things harder for him. He knew how much this meant for him. How much he meant to him.
"Just–Don't go." Regulus scoffs. "I'll be your fucking boyfriend or whatever. I don't care but— Stay."
"That's exactly the problem, B. You don't care. I like you—"
"—I like you too!"
"Well I like you more! Clearly! I have been at your beck and call for months and you might pretend like you don't notice and everything is the same and we're still the Barty and Regulus from years ago, but we're not. I'm not. I refuse to spell it out for you, B, so read between the fucking lines."
Barty is silent for a long time before he speaks. Something about the shadows lurking in his eyes makes Regulus lean closer. Everything about Barty is magnetic, and he fucking despises it.
"I know," he nods slowly, "I have always known I don't deserve you. This is not me pitying myself, I know I'm a fucking scumbag, I'm proud of it. But Reg. Fuck. If you could see yourself the way I see you... Well, you'd freak out. I'm properly mental." He chuckles half-heartedly. "It's actually fucking annoying having you running around my head all day. Pretty sure my cell-mate thinks so too. Any day now he's gonna stab me in my sleep with my soap-knife—"
"—Your what?"
"It's a knife carved from soap. Don't worry about the details," Barty says, waving a hand dismissively. "My point is he's told me I'm getting on his last nerve by talking nonstop about you. Or at least that's what I think he said, half of it was in Spanish so, you know..."
"Oh."
"Yeah," Barty says while scratching the back of his neck. He avoids Regulus' searching gaze.
He knows he shouldn't press. That Barty is uncomfortable right now and that to leave it alone is for the best.
And yet...
"What do you say about me?"
It makes Barty throw his head back with a laugh. "Oh, baby, you'd be surprised."
"Well, go on." Regulus twirls the cord around his index finger. The one with the ring Barty gave him. "Surprise me."
"I talk about you at lunch, and make sure everyone knows how much I miss tasting your delicious food."
Regulus laughs but it's more of a punched breath. Barty practically bites through the spoon whenever he offers him a taste.
"I talk about you in the yard when I see the ridiculous cliques and know they'd make you laugh."
Barty describes them for him. He hates that it does make him laugh. He tells him he should join the retired christian hitmen. Barty disagrees, but only because he's forming his own clique.
"I even talked about you when some guy tried to beat the shit out of me. Told him how you weigh half as much as he does and could still kick his ass easily."
"Barty," he chastises. Try to stay out of trouble, he'd told Barty when he first visited him. To which he had replied, Don't worry, I'm going to make prision my bitch. It had done nothing to put Regulus at ease.
Barty smirks. "Shut up. You're flattered."
It makes him snort. Not bothering to deny it.
"I don't talk about you at night but that doesn't mean you're not up here being a little shit." He taps his forehead with the plastic phone and smiles languidly. "You haunt me. I want to know what you're doing, who you are with, it drives me up the walls."
Regulus swallows hard.
"I think often about how I'm here for you. And eventhough I know you hate me for it, I'd do it again. And again. I'll always look out for you first, Whiskers."
"You shouldn't."
"You see... I knew you would say that."
Regulus isn't surprised. They know each other better than anyone else.
"I'm still gonna do it," Barty adds, shrugging. "Even if you get rid of me."
"Like I could," Regulus scoffs. "Fucking parasite."
"Good," he declares. "Now, about Evan—"
Regulus' throat constricts. Right. He'd forgotten for a moment. Evan accidentally let it slip, how he spent the night at Barty's some weeks after their first kiss.
"It's over. I promise. It's been over for a long time. I haven't been able to–ehem–perform with anyone else since we..." he trails off but Regulus got the gist of it.
"Are you kidding? That was months ago!" Barty looks mortified which makes Regulus feel quite accomplished. Barty is naturally unashamed, unbothered and proud, and Regulus feels a rush whenever he manages to get him to snap. Pressing his finger on a bruise has always brought him pleasure. "Don't tell me you were suddenly feeling shy?"
"Fuck you, first of all. I don't want to talk about this."
"Did little Jr miss me so terribly he had to go into hiding?"
"Yes he fucking did!" Barty screams, all loud energy and electrifying gaze. Everything Regulus is fundamentally against concelead in a grimy boy who happens to be his favorite person in ths world.
"So you must like me a lot, huh?!" he goads.
"Yes, you asshole! Very fucking much!"
Regulus chuckles, chest warm and pleasant buzz under his skin. "Adorable. I guess your dick isn't the only thing that went soft."
Barty crackles at that, flipping him off as he laughs.
"I hate you so much," Barty mutters when the shared laughter dies down.
"Yeah, I know." Regulus smiles, gently tracing Barty's stupid tattoo with his eyes.
Regulus Akturus Black
"I hate you with my bones."
#flesh and bones. they love each other with their flesh and bones I AM SO NORMAL ABOUT IT#so i think i need to clarify that theyre not dating and Barty TRIES to hook up with Evan as he'd done many times before but he freaks out b#he's thinking of reg the whole time and hes not supposed to catch feelings like that#anyways i wrote this on a whim because i started looking at some gallavich gifs before going to sleep. BIG MISTAKE#im supposed to be asleep#fuckkkkkkk#bartylus#barty crouch jr#regulus black#barty x regulus#regulus x barty#starkiller
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I've drawn Loop Goop before but not my actual capital h Headcanons so. Here's how Loop bleeds in my mind
#codacheetah#my art#isat#in stars and time#isat loop#cw blood#cw injury#warning for ig more explicitly gory thinking in the rest of the tags --->#i just think it's inchresting to think about.... does loop even have organs?#im on team 'miscellaneous goop and flesh in the vague shape of a body system. like if u stuck ur hand in their star and pushed through#(which is something you could totally do. with some resistance)#you could feel around up in there and there'd be noticable masses but none of them would be fully developed as organs. like theyd be kinda#liquefied and only loosely connected to each other.#loop doesn't actually NEED to sleep or breathe and they can't eat but they are capable of circulating air around in there and theyll go nut#like mentally if they dont sleep. but if pressed they dont actually have any inescapable bodily needs.#even in terms of injury they'd be kinda hard to kill since none of their 'organs' actually do anything. it'd just be a game of waiting for#them to either empty out or go catatonic from pain#um. anyways. sorry to keep afflicting you with random injuries for the sake of experimentation loop
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...uhm. i got bored with homework that i played with furret for like an hour. i think.
oops.
#rotomblr#pkmn irl#art tag#i need to go outside anyway. i feel a bit woozy. so some fresh air would be good!#i cant stay outside too long. carmine doesnt want me to be outside for more than one hour.#she said im in trouble because of my sleep.#man...#// ooc: I'm back on my one layer drawings tomfoolery. :pensive:
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not the villain after all...
#ts4#ts4 cas#ts4 simblr#simblr#show us your sims#hi i'm back 🕺#feeling much better ! i just needed to get some sleep lol#anyway i am in love w this man#he doesn't have a name yet
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UGAHHHHHHGHGHHHHH IM HAVING SUCH AN INTENSE MOMENT RIGHT NOW
IM GOING CRAZY AND THIS IS MY OUTLET!! ANYWAYS RIVAL LUTE REQUESTS, ANYONE?
ANGST, FLUFF, SMUT, IM DOWN IM JUST HUNGRY FOR RIVAL LUTE AND THIS PLAYLISTS SONGS ARENT HELPING
I LOVE SAPPHIC RIVALS WITH LUTE I NEED IT RIGHT NOW I NEEED IT 🙏🙏
#shut the fuck up#i hate the voices#RAHHH#IM#FUCK#UGHHHHH ANGRY#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin hotel x you#anyways gang leave requests before i explode myself or others around me#calm down ellie wtf are you talking about#sorry tumblr#taking this down the second i get a request because what am i talking about#some things i need to keep to mysef#i’ve had very confusing feelings today#(for years of my life)#SHUT THE FUCK UP??? DO U EVER STOP TALKING#i think i need sleep
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Cant sleep so im thinking about ayhalo
I think its like. one sided. qaypierre WOULD smooch that demon and take him on dates. qbad would not recognize anything as a romantic gesture. aypierre could throw a bouquet of chocolate roses at him and bad would just be like ! thank you :}
like they love each other, absolutely. they TRUST each other, to the point where i’d even say it gets in the way of bad seeing aypierre as anything more than a good friend. that’s his guy. The dude always in his corner. Friend resource label: team mate (coparent) (down to help kidnap people). bad doesnt do classic romantic relationships- all of his relationships are INCREDIBLY queer, but the closest he usually gets to what others read as romance is a classic chewtoy4chewtoy dynamic. He LOVES to fuck with people and he loves to get fucked with and if there’s a nice jawline or pretty muscles included?? huge bonus !!
he’s got something- not kinder, with aypierre? not calmer, either, but stable, maybe. pierre has proven, over and over again, that he’s on bad’s side. Spying on tubbo, encouraging bad’s pranks, the kidnapping- i can’t call it a reliable dynamic, not with how paranoid bad is, even when he trusts, but there is still a feeling of understanding that, wherever pierre’s limits are for when he cant support bad (or genuinely turn against him), it hasnt been reached yet
aypierre, on the other hand, i dont know enough about to be absolutely sure but there are some Vibes. ironically, i think hes feeling like his relationships are unreliable. max was going to have their baby, and then he wasnt, and then he left him, then max fucking died. plus whatever is happening with him and ayrobot, which probably leaves him feeling like he cant rely on Himself. like he had, if not a little crush on bad, at least some Interest in him, before. as well as several islanders. i remember the days of the Bed Threat.
but thats part of it, too? because those flings didnt have that emotional connection, and i always got the sense that he started looking for that with maximus, to Love and Be Loved rather than pure lust. To care about someone, genuinely, and be cared about in return. but he didnt get that with the flings, and We know that max was using him, but i dont know if he did, but maybe he had a feeling about it and maybe he also had a feelinf about maximus’ feelings towards bad and maybe- there’s something about that? A little push of not-spite-not-projection onto bad.
because bad IS that reliability, right now. he’s a fucking gremlin. a bastard. a prankster silly guy. he trusts aypierre and aypierre trusts him and they dont share everything but so often, when it comes down to it, it is them against the world. them in the corner, caught, aypierre shouting about kissing as a cover for their crimes while bad runs giggling away from him.
#qsmp character analysis#qsmp shipping#<- because i DO think bad would be down to ~fornicate~#but i dont think pierre drifts into that chewtoy zone enoufh for bad to get that Obsession#theyre kidnapping and escaping buddies !! who share food and secrets and strategies !!#but bad would do the same with the other french yknow#god i could go on for YEARS about how queer qbad’s relationships can get that demon is full of LOVE and that love is QUEER#i could make an argument that even his parenting style is affected by his queerness#in the way that he takes on all required roles for the eggs and cares for them SO MUCH#and SO OBVIOUSLY#as a dad/uncle that you dont often get to see in fiction#to the point where he is still in some way seen as a mother figure#but thats a whole different post#anyway this is part-analysis and part-silly written at ass-o’#clock in the morning#if i remember ill come back to tag the ship for filtering purposes but i dont wanna throw ‘i think its one sided and exacerbated by grief#and general yearning for love/stability in an ever changing world’ when prople are just tryin to make em kiss#i respect the kisser causers have fun yall im enjoying seeing it#god i need to sleep#ayhalo
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Idk where it was, but I think I saw a post about how Cassandra couldn't finish saying the word "fair" without being consumed by the rage shard. Going back and watching the moment when it starts to go wrong in the wizard synod, Cassandra says "it's not fair" immediately before the shard rips through her and she begins bleeding out.
Thinking about this with the Bad Kids' convo with Lydia Barkrock and how the pit fiend in her chest couldn't say the name of the dead fallen god he served or he could only say it in certain contexts... I wonder if Cassandra had another sibling aside from Galicaea and Sol (or maybe it is Sol?? Or Helio???) that she was a right hand to or had a contract with (now I'm thinking about rules and relationships re: figs warlock classes????), and maybe what Lydia's party invoked is what happened to Cassandra. I wonder if, when the Bad Kids find out more about the ritual, they will recognize elements of what happened at the wizard synod.
Anywayyyyys, maybe I'm just drowning in red strings lol
#fantasy high#fhjy#fhjy spoilers#d20#d20 spoilers#sounds like they gotta go talk to gorthalax#and maybe kristin needs to go read some more about sol#if my theory is correct though the god would have to be a god of fairness#which would also tie into fishflower metalplants campaign????#is sol the god of fairness?? helio can't be because he's the god of corn??#but in fy kristin asked him why good things happen to good people and he was like PEACE!!#anyway was yes or helio or sol killed in the astral plane bc i dont remember#it could also be something else but my red string board COVERED IN THREADS (that go nowhere lol)#anyway heres my insane first original post about d20 ever#ALSO Cassandra was offered to become a warlock patron by becoming an archfey???#ALSO ALSO i wonder if sandralynn would know more about ivy embra if shes also a sylvan ranger#OKAY FINE I WILL GO TO SLEEP NOW
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