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sunwarmed-ash · 8 months
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The last thing I want to do today is go to therapy
Time to watch girl interrupted again
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my day tanked
send me an ask with ur fave headcanons or sexy geralt/henry pic or gif and i’ll respond once ive gotten my massive to do list done and popped an edible? plz?
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ofviolentdeath · 2 years
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Going to post some opens because I need to distract my brain from the vet appointment in the morning. 
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mordremrose · 2 months
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March VS art party!!!!
I totally forgot to get tags this time around so no @‘ing for anyone today my bad LMAO Nakiya Taneri is mine, drew her as a warm up for the EU side of things :3c
Remember to parallel park your jackals and water your strawberries!!
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siooin · 5 months
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Times Tanizaki has suffered in ada
Yosano's treatments.
His own entrance exam
Forced to be the one rejected Kenji's ideas because no one else wanted to be the bad guy
Got dragged in Dazai and Kunikida's shenanigan in ln4
suffered the most in the said shenanigan because his sister was horny
Almost got killed by Aku the very next day
Yosano's treatment
probably got involved in kunikida's and Dazai's chaos a lot before Atsushi joined
Was left behind in cannibalism arc and had to deal with pm alone for a while
Almost died
Yosano's treatment again probably
being the target of target practice for the punishment of breaking rules in cannibalism arc
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exhuastedpigeon · 8 months
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I’m so sorry to hear about your boo! Hopefully everything will be okay 🙏🏼 (to take your mind off it; what’s your fave AO3 fic when it comes to stranger things?)
Thanks ♥️♥️
This is hard because I have so many that I love. Here’s a short list 😂
throw me one by Adure
I've seen your face before, my friend, but I don't know if you know who I am by HMSLusitania
Doing Nothing With You by red0aktree
Steve Harrington's Unwilling Time Loop Saga by badpancake
^^this may be my favourite time loop fic ever, which is saying something
all the missing girls are hanging out without us by greatunironic
missouri loves company by Themoondogs
The World's Most Metal Soulmate Tattoo by A_Pirates_Love_For_Me
a map of everyone who loves you by phonemicengineer
the most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway is that it’s you by greatunironic
^^this is my favourite Steddie fic ever
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bunnihearted · 3 days
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it hurts so bad !!!! i dont know what to do i feel like im freaking out it's like i need to scratch my chest and just keep scratching and scratching until i can crack my ribcage open and rip my heart from my chest im !! i cant calm down i can barely even breathe T-T
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tanghouling · 9 months
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Here is my newest wip from @somerandomdudelmao (aka Cass' apocalypse series) ima paint it and find some of my other panels to paint as well. I love this series so much and just wanna show my appreciation to Cass for being awsome.
Check out the original panel and the great comic it's from!!!
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grimalkinmessor · 1 year
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I saw some cute art of black Near, and it sent me down the spiral of What If Beyond Was Black, so just—imagine with me.
Beyond spending legit hours putting on make up and just fuckin',,,spray painting the rest of his body because like hell he's gonna sit for eight more hours doing it by hand. Naomi notices that his nails and palms are the same color as the rest of his arms but she initially just shrugs it off as Ryuzaki being weird. Maybe he's got spray-on gloves or something like Flint Lockwood because he hates germs.
Beyond crying real tears trying to straighten his hair to make it look like L's. This also takes several hours and many, many cans of hairspray.
He honestly could've kept his original look since no one knows what L really looks like but this man is COMMITTED to the bit even to the point of ultimate cosmetic suffering. Spite is his ultimate motivator in the face of adversity lmao.
And then afterwards when he's in prison Naomi visits him and sees how he really looks and just goes "OH MY GOD IS THAT WHY YOU ALWAYS SPELLED LIKE PAINT THINNER???"
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frowerssx2 · 5 months
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Beyond the Boundaries~
Merry Christmas, Everybridie! This is the first time I have done a Secret Santa exchange! My recipient was @moonvarion. I hope you like this short fanfic I did for you ^_^
Summary: Hiyoko brings a Christmas present that allows Nageki to go beyond the boundaries of his prison which is the library. This Contains spoilers!
Word Count: 2,514
Like always, Nageki woke up in the same corner of the library without the knowledge of how long this "sleep" lasted. They were happening more often now, as they always do in winter. Apparently, ghosts need warmth to appear and having it in the Saint Pigeonation's library was an extremely rare thing. Anyway, at least there was a blanket for him to lie on now. It didn't offer him warmth or any sort of comfort physically. But, it did emotionally. It reminded him that he had good friends who truly cared about him and that was the best feeling in the world. However, it did also bring a strange sense of familiarity Nageki couldn't understand. With a sigh, Nageki stood up and shook both his feathers and wings to loosen them up. He then looked around, wondering what he should do today. After all, it was the Christmas holiday, wasn't it? Everybirdie will be at home celebrating with their families. That thought made Nageki wonder what his family was doing. Surely, he had one. Everybirdie has some sort of family, right? Maybe not made out of genetics, but made out of love and affection. 
"Love is not made by blood, it is made by caring for each other so much that you'd do anything, anything at all, for them"
Somebiridie once told Nageki that. Who was it? Why couldn't he remember them? All he knew about the mysterious bird was that he had a soft and caring voice. If Nageki had to compare it to anything then it would be a hug. Soft, warm, always welcoming, and loving. 
With another big sigh, Nageki walked to the window. Oh...It was snowing pretty badly too, if the forming ice on the glass was anything to go by. If any birdie living went out there they would no doubt freeze to death. Meanwhile, as a ghost, he wouldn't. Not like he wanted to go out there anyway. What would be the point? He wouldn't be able to feel the crackling snow underneath his feet, or the snowflakes that would fall gently and gracefully on his feathers. Suddenly, a flash of blue snapped Nageki out of his depressing thoughts. Was it lightening as well as snowing? Was that even possible? A second flash of blue a few seconds later made him realize that it wasn't happening outside, but inside.
Feeling both confused and curious, Nageki turned just to see beautiful snowflake Christmas decorations flashing above him in soft and calming tones of sunset orange. Nageki watched as the light nearest to him flashed then the one after it, then so on, causing him to feel tempted to follow it. But, could he? Was it safe? Curiosity killed the cat after all...
But, not a ghost…
Nothing in this world could kill a ghost. Well, not to his knowledge anyway. 
The lights flashed again, so beautifully that Nageki threw all caution out of the window and began to follow them. They had to lead somewhere and it was probably a little silly but Nageki hoped it would be somewhere different. Somewhere, he could escape his prison for a while. Somewhere that wouldn’t make him regret his decision to come back here instead of going onto the train with the King and the Migrant.  
He wasn't disappointed when he arrived at the end of the Christmas light trail. As there, stood proudly in the middle of the library was the most magnificent and beautiful Christmas tree he had ever seen. Soft glows of green, blue, red, and orange sparkled between the dark green branches of the Christmas tree. Each one, was as beautiful as the next, illuminating the dark library and the gold tinsel on the tree with the beautiful glow of a rainbow. That wasn't all though. There were stunning baubles shaped like Santa Claus, Christmas trees, candy canes, and round baubles that had faces of snowmen or were gold and red with glitter. But then, one decoration in particular captured his interest, so he slowly and gently reached his right wing to touch it. Now looking closely at it he realized that it was shaped like a N with what looked like shelves with books inside. Immediately, he smiled, his beak opening up to curve at the end. This was obviously a present for him and there was only one friend who knew him this well and cared for him this much and knowing Hiyoko, she wouldn’t do anything like this without leaving some way of communication. With that in mind, Nageki flipped his present over and read the engraving he found there: “Look under the tree, love Hiyoko”
At that moment, Nageki felt his heart flutter like his wings would if he took flight because this could only mean that there could be another present for him, right? That thought made his heart flutter again, this time it wasn’t just because of affection but also because of excitement. He slowly lowered himself down to look underneath the tree to find a literal winter wonderland with figures of snowmen, polar bears, reindeer, Iglu’s, and snow hills and balls. The sight of it made Nageki wish that there was some magical way he could live in this little snow village but, there was a large rectangular-shaped present waiting for him so he was going to pull it out and hold it in his wings.
“I hope you like it, Nageki”
For a second, Nageki thought that Hiyoko’s voice was inside his head because he was reading the card on the present but then he quickly realized there wasn’t one.
But that could only mean…No way…Surely, she wouldn’t…
A turn of the head told Nageki that yes, she totally did. However, he was shocked and rather relieved to see that his human friend wasn’t frozen like an icicle.
“How did you?” Nageki stuttered out wondering if that question would have an answer that would be logical. “That’s not important”
No, of course, it wouldn’t, that would be expecting too much…
“Open your present, I hope you like it” Hiyoko excitedly said, her amber eyes flicking down to the present in Nageki’s wings, shifting closer to him on her knees.
“Go on” she said moving to knock him with her shoulder playfully just to end up falling shoulder first onto the floor which had the Mourning Dove snorting in amusement. How on earth could she possibly forget that he isn’t solid? The embarrassment on Hiyoko’s made it painfully obvious that she was wondering the same thing. But then, that famous smile of hers went on her face as her beautiful eyes flicked to Nageki’s present yet again.
Feeling another flutter within his heart, Nageki slowly opened his present with his wings. Feeling thankful that Christmas wrapping paper was so delicate that even a ghost could get into it without much effort. Plus, the fact that Hiyoko didn't go overboard with the Sellotape did help matters a lot. Underneath the dark green paper that was littered with red and white candy canes and ginger beard men was a large book named:
[The Christmas Village within the mountains]
The picture on the cover was of a beautiful wooden cottage covered in a small amount of snow and an unbelievable amount of Christmas decorations. 
Wanting to see what else this book had to offer Nageki slowly opened it to the first page, Hiyoko shifting closer to him as he did so. Together they looked down at the picture of the welcoming sign of the village. It was truly beautiful. Faux Holly vines were wrapped around the poles and travelled across the top of the sign where artificial mistletoe and red and white flowers. On the next page was a footpath covered by thick snow and surrounded by pine trees which also was covered in snow but also gold and red tinsel and baubles. Not only that, but between the trees were hanging snowflakes, stars, and flags. The footpath itself was surprisingly decorated too. It wasn't much. Just a trail of gold, green and red strings travelling upwards beside large deep footprints that were obviously made by heavy snow boots. All of this together made Nageki wonder what was at the end of this winter Christmas trail. Luckily, the answer was on the next page. 
So, he turned it...
Waiting for him were pictures of a wonderful village square that had rows and rows of market stalls. Above them were rows of orange circular lights, all of which were like fireflies in the night sky. Then on the next page were close-ups of the stalls, showing off what each one sold. There was one stall selling the most delicious-looking shortbread, cookies, bread, and gingerbread in all sorts of shapes and sizes. Another one sold stunning handmade Christmas decorations and stockings. Another sold toys and teddies. Then there was one that sold clothes. Another that sold traditional Christmas foods from all over the world. Just when Nageki thought that this page couldn’t get any better, he discovered that there was a little round sticker in the corner of each picture.
“What is this for?” He asked Hiyoko in confusion, wondering what on earth would happen if he rubbed at the sticker like it told him to. “Oh! This is really cool!” Hiyoko answered excitedly, rubbing the sticker so quickly and with so much strength that Nageki worried she would somehow find a way to find a fire. Thankfully, she didn’t. However, she still did something strange which was to sniff her arm with a hungry groan.
Okay…That was…Odd…
“You smell, Nageki!” Hiyoko then said to him holding her battered arm in front of him, her quick movement causing him to flinch backwards. But now, he was just staring at her arm in absolute confusion. That certainly wasn’t a normal request. Yet again, when did Hiyoko and a normal conversation go hand in hand? Almost everything the human did was bizarre, impossible, confusing, or somehow all three.
“Go on, it smells delicious!” Her arm smelt delicious? How did that even make any sense? This was definitely a conversation that was all those three things. “Hurry before it goes!”
Wanting this conversation to make some sense, Nageki slowly smelt Hiyoko’s arm. It was the strangest thing he has ever done but it was almost the greatest. He smelt her arm again and hummed. The smell of sugar-covered shortbread filled his nostrils, the smell was so alluring, and intoxicating that it made his stomach rubble which should have been impossible because of the whole ghost thing. It also made him wish that he could stick out his tongue and taste the incredible food. Not on Hiyoko’s arm of course, because that would be totally weird. But on the page…That thought made him look down at the other pictures and see what their circles contained. The clothing stall had a small circle made out of the softest material Nageki had ever felt. The toy stall circle had a small bird paper toy that flapped its wings if you pulled the paper lever.
Then came the next page, on it was a game where you had to decorate the picture of the Christmas tree that was sat in the middle of the market square stalls. Nageki couldn’t remember the last time he decorated a tree but somehow, he could remember that he always did it with somebiridie else. Somebiridie who he cared for and so, he shifted closer to Hiyoko so they could do it together. When the tree was decorated it wasn’t as dramatic or exquisite as the one in the library, but it was theirs and that is what made it special and perfect. Nageki wasn’t surprised at all, he and Hiyoko has always made a great team. This was proven yet again when they turned to the next page as it ended up being four different Find the Hidden Objects game that were in different locations in the village as they ended up finding all of them easily.
Then came a normal photo album of the rest of the village showcasing the school, hospital, church, shops, huts, shacks, and houses. All of them as beautiful as the next. All of them going overboard with Christmas decorations. Then came the famous mountain of the village, the photos taking you up the trail mile by mile until finally, the photographer reached the top. The view was astonishing. There was nothing but cloud after cloud, the lights of the village below reflecting through them so wonderfully.
“I wish that I was there” Hiyoko said to him, stretching out her arms as she did so “I want to feel the cold wind underneath my arms” “I do too” “So, let’s do it!”
Before he could even figure out a reply to that Hiyoko was gone, returning seconds later with a large desk fan, she turned it on to the highest speed which caused the branches of the large Christmas tree in front of them to rustle angrily. But, it was perfect. Nageki stood up, closed his eyes, stretched out his wings, and leaned forward a little. Like this, he could pretend he was above that mountain and embracing the powerful winds. Winds that made him feel so free. He just wanted to flap his wings and fly above those clouds in the picture. But, no matter how powerful his imagination was, Nageki already knew he couldn’t. That didn’t mean he couldn’t just enjoy the feel though. Flying for birds was a natural thing that they all took for granted, none of them embracing how much fun it could be.
After what seemed like an eternity, Nageki folded his light brown wings back into his side, in response to the rustling sound they made Hiyoko turned off the fan.
“Thanks, Hiyoko, that was amazing…This book is amazing” “It doesn’t stop there!” Hiyoko smiled brilliantly, moving to get the backpack that has apparently been sitting beside her all this time to pull out a large plastic food container.
“I asked Mr Nanaki to make us the food in this book. It took four months, three house fires, and one food-tasting trail with Miru and Kaku for him to get it right”
“Hiyoko…That is very thoughtful but I’m a ghost, I can’t eat”
“Yeah but you can smell, and if you understand a smell well enough then you can taste it” she replied and even though Nageki didn’t know how he felt about that logic, he didn’t have the heart to argue or question it.
“Alright, I will try…What else do you have?” “I’m glad you asked! I’ve got two travel books in my backpack and I thought we’d travel through the world together underneath this tree while we or rather I eat” “Let the adventure begin” Nageki smiled wishing for the first time that night that he was indeed solid because right now, he’d give anything to snuggle beside Hiyoko while she showed him the world beyond the library.
For now, though, he’ll just enjoy this new adventure beyond his boundaries with her…
….Fin….   
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so-long-soldier28 · 1 month
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what is it with teenage supernatural shows and the lack of continuity? like, how old are these people?? what year is it?? tf??
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kasper-tag · 8 months
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Get this fucker off my dash or so help me...! 🤬🤬🤬
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A related link, for those who want to bitch about it:
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chemical-processes · 3 months
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cis-het cajun prettyboi
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semperintrepida · 5 months
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Two more questions? 28. SEVEN OF CUPS: OVERWHELMED BY CHOICE (How do you decide which story idea to pursue? How many do you have?). And: 68. FIVE OF WANDS: DISAGREEMENT (Do your characters ever act of their own accord? Or do you find that adage false or silly?)
My sincere appreciation for this distraction from Monday's drudgery at the day job!
28. SEVEN OF CUPS: OVERWHELMED BY CHOICE
It's more like the story ideas decide to pursue me. 😅
I've been writing consistently for a few years now, and I've always had some big, ambitious project going on during that time. And each one has gotten waylaid by some upstart big, ambitious project that hits me from out of nowhere and with such intense force that I can't not write it. It's like they hold my brain hostage—until the next one shows up, that is.
Elegiad got sidetracked by Sellout. Sellout got sidetracked by Irredeemable. Irredeemable got sidetracked by Breaking. And now you can see why I've been so utterly deranged about finishing that book, because my WIP backlog is getting out of hand and I want to finish what I've fucking started.
(I'm not even going to talk about all the oneshot ideas I have.)
68. FIVE OF WANDS: DISAGREEMENT
I write fic to explore characters in greater depth than what we see in canon, and most of my stories start from a central question that the main character ends up answering as I write them.
I don't think the idea that characters can act on their own accord is silly at all. I liken it to plotting vs pantsing. For every writer out there whose characters leap fully formed from their foreheads, there's a writer like me who has to write their way into a character. Both are valid, and both are useful tools that aren't an either/or.
[author/publishing tarot ask game]
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chentastic · 1 year
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Mood of the day being this sketch I made after thinking I'm useless at my job
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verymuchablog42 · 1 year
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i want to wrap my youngest brother in a forever cocoon of dance parties and hugs and reading the books he likes where he and I can live forever and ever because this child doesn't deserve a single bad thing to ever happen in his life
#for context:#he's little‚ in kindergarten‚ and was recently diagnosed with adhd (although we had already pretty much known) so while his dr is trying to#find the right meds for him he's struggling with the adjustment period and focusing in general#and this beautiful sunshine boy calls me on video chat and asks if i can help him finish his dnd character sheet we started last week#because he's very excited about the dnd campaign and wants to get his sheet finished like my other siblings (both several yrs older)#and so we're working through the sheet and we're talking and im explaining the math and i keep having to try and redirect his attention#because he's sitting in our kitchen and there's a lot happening around him and he's distracted (which i totally get and think is so valid!)#and so i told him#hey‚ if you can't focus right now and we need to circle back to this‚ i can wait. im free tonight and tomorrow night‚#call me when you're ready to finish and are feeling able to focus again#and he said okay and then in the saddest voice ever he apologized for not being able to pay attention and I just#my heart BROKE for him#because he's so smart! and kind!! and it's okay that he cannot focus on dnd right now‚ he's doing his best!!!#and i told him as much‚ promised i wasn't mad or frustrated or anything and told him i loved him and hoped he had a good night#but i just feel so bad that he internalized him not being able to pay attention as his fault#i just want to protect him forever and ever#idk if anyone has any tips on little kids w adhd‚ plz lmk‚ i want to be a resource and source of support for him 🫶
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