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your name is neil, and you're about to bang out some tunes.

Painted my nails yesterday and already want to pick them off

I know these are simplified groupings. vote with your heart

I for one am wildly excited to see a geralt who might learn his lines and say them on camera as directed

the best thing about katsuki/izuku is that shouto will just be There. he is not involved he doesn't want to date he's just Fucking Around and neither of them is really sure if he tagged along with izuku or with katsuki this time (it was both, they both said they were going to BBQ and he took it upon himself to be there too)

bronze! pick your favorite of these, reblog so more people can vote, and maybe tell me your reasoning in the tags bc I love to know :o)

clowns!!!! I love clowns so much haha. I have a feeling this one will be a bit closer than the others, even including OG alternians in it

erasermic au where they're in a punk band together and a lot of their shows involve them making out onstage to #stickit2theman and every time shouta is like "but is it actually subversive if we're playing into the idea that men kissing is disgusting to show how counterculture we are? shouldn't we be having open discussions about how we support the lgbt+ community?" and hizashi is like "idk lol wanna do it again"

did I skip bronze? you bet! on accident! I can't remember the order of things. anyway, vote for who you think is the best goldblood, reblog for a bigger sample size if you like, and tell me why you picked who you picked :o)

since things are on the dash:

pretend I didn't post a 1 day version and delete it lol. please feel free to rb for a larger sample size etc, and as a noted clown enjoyer feel free to tell me about your favorite clown in the tags :o)

ship tag lmao

this is SO yennskier

begging harvest moon-like games to stop giving me all these beautiful dykes and dilfs and not allowing them to be romanced at all. I don't want a 4 foot tall twink with a buzzcut I want Renovator

my brother and sister in law got a new ouppy and I keep going "please show me the baby" and getting puppy pics. must recommend

snow white and the hunter kills her. he doesn't want to, but he kills her, this little girl, barely at the cusp of young adulthood, cuts her heart out and puts it in his bag. the queen is a witch, after all. she might know he was lying otherwise. it isn't just him at risk.

he tucks a rose, thorned and red, stolen from the palace gardens for the one who relies upon him completing this task, into her chest. he closes the red wings of her ribs, covers her torn bodice with his own shirt. he pretends he can live with himself.

time passes. a year. another. the queen trusts him. gives him things. sends him on other missions. he never kills anyone else, she never asks him to. somehow, he thinks, that's worse. it's worse that she lets him live with one life, just one, on his conscience. the roses seem to drag at his clothes when he walks the garden with the queen. is she not the fairest woman he'd ever seen? he dare not say no.

the forest is full of dangers; wolves, foxes, diving hawks, deep streams that seem peaceful, winding paths to nowhere. thorny bushes grow in the shadows of ferns, snagging at the now-fine pants he wears. the bow in his hands is heavy. an elk, brilliant in the sun's outline, observes him critically. it does not run, though he could kill it as easily as it could kill him.

the place where he left her body is barren, a hole in the growth the size of a little girl. he has the same knife he used to cut her open on his belt; the queen insists. he kneels, places the knife on the forest floor. an offering? all good sacrifices require blood, but the elk has run.

the silver of the blade is almost white as the snow. behind him, someone steps from the shade of a tree, a girl in the tattered shirt he had abandoned before. it smells of roses.