liar might as well be dan's middle name. today we have a shocking lie that there is no hiding from! first, observe this statement daniel james (read: liar) howell made in 2011:
as a reminder, here is what dan's natural hair looks like:
"but wait!" you may be saying. how do i have examples of his natural hair, when he previously stated that we would never see it again? well, audience, that's because danisnotonfire is a PEDDLER OF FABRICATIONS! this man has not touched hair straighteners in YEARS!
if you need further proof that mister howell regularly shows his natural hair, take only a moment to observe the recent uploads of the so-called "gaming channel" (more to come on that).
please, everyone, urge dan to take accountability for the falsehood he presented in 2011!
we cannot allow him to remain silent!!!
(note: i have made the above text WAD-colored in the hopes that it will catch daniel howell's attention)
Time & Space pages 1-2 ( This is the start || ao3 (not yet!) || next )
Starts less than 24 hours after the death of Willy Stampler. With the job done, there's finally time to sort some things out. They just need the right amount of space.
Hey I have started seeing a lot of your stuff being reuploaded on pinterest. I am not sure if you are ok with that but I just wanted to make sure you were aware if you are not!
I have links I can send over but tumblr won't let me send them over asks :/
You can also just search "canis albus" on pinterest and a bunch of stuff comes up
I don't endorse my art being reuploaded on pinterest without my awareness and consent, but the unfortunate reality is that there's very little I can do to stop people from doing that. I know a lot of artists have a similar sort of antagonistic relationship with the site purely because it's so full of stolen, unsourced and uncredited art. I could spend my days going through pinterest and reporting my pieces for removal, and it wouldn't be enough and I'd never have time to do anything else. It's kind of a pick your fights situation and I know I can't win that one.
It was very thoughtful of you to let me know regardless, thank you!
we're in end game territory for the DND group and the party is having these moments that are really fluffy and cute but they are going to get someone murdered tragically the next day. We're all living for it really.
Niall belongs 2 ( @immortanjill )
[ID: Two panels from Dungeon Meshi. The first scows Senshi clutching his face as tears start to spill out of his eyes, saying, "I've always... always wanted to have this soup one more time." He's not wearing his helmet in this panel, so his face is unusually visible, detailed and vulnerable. The second panel shows himself as a youngster, surrounded by his old mining team, all smiling at each other, one of them rubbing Senshi's head. Modern-day Senshi continues, "Thank you. All of you. Thank you." End ID.]
Holy shit. I anticipated some tragic backstory from the "I must feed the young ones" panels, but what I'd guessed was that Senshi might have become so devoted to cooking and eating literally whatever because he'd previously survived a famine and had seen children starve to death. I did not expect him to have been the child who was the sole survivor of a doomed travel party, one of whom was determined to feed Senshi first because he was the youngest, and that Senshi has lived with the fear of having inadvertently committed cannibalism by eating stew that he'd never quite known the contents of. I'm happy for him that Laios deduced and confirmed for him that it was griffin meat, that he was able to taste the meal that saved his life once more and remember the friends he lost. Seriously, I'm crying, and also earnestly relieved that while his backstory is pretty dark, it's not the type of fucked up I'd been preparing myself mentally for.
Not to keep beating dead horses like I so much love to do but I am still completely Flabbergasted and Astonished at how you (Merle Ambrose) could discover the most terrifying fact that a child that is essentially under your care has been indoctrinated into a cult (which, by the way, a process that has taken over the course of years) ((by an agent that has been stationed in a direct position to make it easier to access and manipulate children, that has easily escaped your notice for such a long time)) that worships a nihilistic entity whose ultimate goal is the absolute and total destruction of Everything and Everyone around you, and your one, single, simple-sentenced response to that is to say "Oh, that's a shame. He (Duncan) always was pretty terrible. Hope he gets better someday." And then to move on from those extremely worrying and dangerous bundle of issues permanently without taking any sort of action to protect the vulnerable and make sure nothing like this ever happens again
I just caught up with ep 63 and I'm fucking vibrating. The difference of the Bor'dor reveal and the Dusk reveal! Dusk spending their entire time with the party stirring up drama, once caught out still openly provoking and trying to find an angle to straight up kill Fearne's parents, and the party still struggling to find every reason to let them go, let them live. And Dusk never gave a shit. Why would they! They were a fey assassin! And still the Hells fought and argued for them and let them walk away despite openly remaining a threat.
And then we get Bor'dor, wet paper tissue of a man, tragic backstory up to the gills, genuinely spending time to bond with them, having his little practice session with them being his proudest moment, sharing vulnerabilities. And though he drew first blood, he did it trying to run away, not kill! He did it having seen these people murder his friends and drag their dead bodies out of the hole! He was helpless on the ground, all but begging them to end him because he saw no reason to keep going! There was enough turmoil and doubt in him that he could probably have been deradicalized! He hated them but he loved them too!
And had this been early campaign, in all likelihood they would have let him live. But this is a Bell's Hells who have already been betrayed once by an ally, who lost Eshteross to the Ruby Vanguard, who lost half the fucking party to the Ruby Vanguard, who went on a grueling journey to get Laudna back, who struggled and struggled and still failed to stop Ludinus and ended up separated and scared and not knowing whether the world is about to end or not, whether their friends are alive or not.
And they were done. They did not fight for him. This is war. Were Dusk to show back up now, I doubt they’d survive the encounter.
its been a million years. percy has gone from young millenial to squarely gen z. i think that while he’s up on that mountain demanding the gods pay their fucking child support, he should tell hera at the top of his sixteen year old pipsqueak lungs that polyamory is a thing now and she doesn’t have to define her marriage the traditional way if she doesn’t want to. she’s the goddess of all marriages! that includes these modern ones too!!
hera is like zeus would you agree to an open relationship zeus is like SOLD i have been trying to do this for years, completely neglects to read the fine print that this goes two ways before signing on the dotted line for this deal with the prada wearing devil because fundamentally, zeus is an asshole
hera starts hooking up with committed married couples and having SUPREMELY powerful demigod children. they are all her favorites and she lavishes them with powers and gifts and attention. she has, unlike the other gods, no millenia of experience with mortal children to temper her reaction, and so this whole move honestly causes more problems than not.
meanwhile hades and persephone; poeseidon and amphirite; dionysus and ariadne; all of them have been trying to talk to hera about this thing for DECADES and then perseus fucking protagonist powers jackson comes in and turns a quarter of a century into wasted work.
My favourite diviner response is probably Arkushule (who I am assuming, by a specific word used earlier in the text, is a Gur) simply for how she responds when she realises exactly what you are.
Charname: "I see no harm in a little divination on your part. Here is my palm. What does it tell you?"
Arkushule: "Let's have a look now. Interesting. Though you live a hard life now, your hand tells of a softer existence not long ago. I assume that you have just recently taken to the road?"
Charname: "That much is true, yes. Do go on."
Arkushule: "I thought as much. Let's have a little closer look now. back down your life line. I see a scholarly influence, and you are well educated. You had a mentor who was a great sage? Perhaps of considerable power as well?"
Charname: "My foster father Gorion was a sage, and a bit of a mage as well. Go on."
Arkushule: "You had a reasonably happy childhood with him, aside from being a little difficult. My my, but you were quite the little hellion. Wonder where that comes from? Let's see what we can't learn about you back before this Gorion. Further back I see... I see... Merciful gods! Iseealongandhappylifeforyouandyours. 10 gold, please, and I'll be on my way."
Charname: "What? What is it you saw?"
Arkushule: "I saw nothing! You will live long and enjoy life, and I will be going now! Back from me!"
Charname: "You must tell me. Please, dear lady!"
Arkushule: "I have told all I am going to. Stay back from me! Your life is none of my affair!"
Charname: "Please, I don't mean to be rude. Just tell me what your vision revealed."
Arkushule: "Stay away from me! I warn you, I'll not let you near me!"
And then she screams and starts attacking you, trying to kill you in a blind panic. On the plus side, you don't have to pay her this way.
I also like the implication that Bhaalspawn toddler temper tantrums are a nightmare to deal with. Having had experience with full room demolition scale emotional dysregulation from aggressive young children (and as somebody who was one)... yeah. Give Gorion a raise, I bet neither Bhaal nor Alianna ever paid child support. I mean I know they're all dead, but still.
I think there's a milder version with a seer in Tradesmeet in BG2 where the lady realises what she just read and just goes "please never speak to me ever again."
The scene we never got. Maya and Carina finding their home
I decided to have some fun with this and actually write the scene in script format, because I can. This doesn't precisely follow the screenwriting rules, of course, because y'all need a little something more. (And I'll probably follow this up with a genuine narrative version of this idea later.) But! We're yolo-ing.
Crudely watermarked because this is mine, babies. Please don't steal or repost elsewhere or what-have-you.