(pre-calam) filling the compendium :-)

+ closeup and the aftermath

missing someone bad for you

trista mateer / trista mateer / sue zhao / u.k / u.k / clementine von radics / trista mateer

In a another world, Peak of Combat has a plot that involves Time Travel Shenanigans which puts V in one of the Funniest Situations.

underappreciated Nico detail that I like - he seems to be an angry crier! very frequently he's angry when he cries and he cries when he's extremely angry. very AuDHD of him. emotional regulation sucks my guy and he's just going through it.

Im severely unwell tonight

character tropes

↳ Hirogaru Sky! Pretty Cure → Sora Harewataru

Literally had to pause my game so I could be unhinged about this for a second. Not only do you get +4 (PLUS!!! FOUR!!!!!) from Kim being with you, but you ALSO get +1 from HAVING HIS HANDKERCHIEF!?

Harrier, you are out of your mind in love with this man and I am right there with you.

im a kikimari truther . man i too would try to seduce the butch bodyguard my father hired are you kidding me . this is top tier pairing

knight hob knight hob knight hob

captain jasmine "jazz" drake broke into my brain and is now living there rent free help

even more modern au whump i think for a while after (vague gesture) they would fall asleep clinging to each other only after exhausting themselves from crying

full ^_^) sorry for putting them through the horrors all over again im observing them under a microscope a little bit just to see ^_^👍

I will never stop this

Every season I have to make a post about how indescribable D20 related grief is.

There is such a wildness to it where I feel my heart like sinking as I process it all. And like you find these beautiful stories about cycles, about loss and love and the things we do for secrets and for the things we love and the things we want. The sacrifices we're willing to make. The way war and death and grief takes people apart piece by piece and never rebuilds them. The way we are changed when we're left behind in a world without someone we thought we'd have forever. The feeling of finally having something to want, something that's yours, that's solid and something that's beginning only to have it ripped out from beneath you. The people we turn into when there is nothing to do but to run. The way fear and trauma and torment can make a person do things they wouldn't otherwise, how they influence decisions and desires and how freedom becomes a blessed commodity. The way we find that people need each other but sometimes they just can't. The way ambition blinds and ruins. The way the people who are gone leave ripples in their wake, something new as they die, something blooming from their decaying.

Like there's this deep story about the cyclical nature of the world and the way it's all so unforgiving. A narrative about how life finds a way, among the struggles of a girl who should be dead growing up too quick in a war and learning to want instead of just need. A plot about a man who loses everything trying to find something to prove that there is a purpose to his torment, that he can be saved.

And it's beautiful

And then you have to explain to your friends that you're crying because the radish grandpa and the chili pepper satanist died.

Like how the fuck am I meant to explain the profound grief of a mango? Or the way that ambition has absolutely crushed a pastrami sandwich who, even more than greatness, seemed to want love. The way greasy provolone cheese tells a story of regret and atoning for one's mistakes.

Yugo: “So yeah, in the end I no longer have my child body, I defeated and accepted my alter egos who have been ruining and messing around with the world, I saved Nora with some friends, I told our mother to leave if she wasn’t going to do anything, I became king of the eliatropes once again, and I got married to my childhood friend/crush which is why we got a last name now-”

Yugo’s old incarnations: “WE GOT LAID?!?!??”

Limbus is interesting I keep thinking of how all of them live on the bus together? It must really suck hearing people so close to you be upset at night.

I'm in desperate need of an arthur returns fic that begins like five years after the fact, when arthur has fully integrated into modern society and him and merlin are married and living normal 21st century lives. only to out of nowhere get sent back in time to when they first met in camelot. so now they have to redo it all while pretending that they aren't essentially millennials with twitter brainrot going insane from caffeine withdrawal