Oh Tara, we’re really in it now….
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he says i hate everyone except you and that is addictive and that is kind of romantic and beautiful because you're young and you're kind of a sarcastic asshole too and you don't like bad boys, per say, but you don't really like good ones either. and you like that you were the exception, it felt like winning.
except life is not a romance book, and he was kind of being honest. he doesn't learn to be nice to your friends. he only tolerates your family. you have to beg him to come with you to birthday parties, he complains the whole time. you want to go on a date but - people are often there, wherever you're going. he's just so angry. about everything, is the thing. in the romance book, doesn't he eventually soften? can't you teach him, through your own sense of whimsy and comfort?
at first - you know introverts often need smaller friend groups, and honestly, you're fine staying at home too. you like the small, tidy life you occupy. you're not going to punish him for his personality type.
except: he really does hate everyone but you. which means he doesn't get along with his therapist. which means he has no one to talk to except for you. which means you take care of him constantly, since he otherwise has no one. which means you sometimes have to apologize for him. which means he keeps you home from seeing your friends because he hates them. you're the single exception.
about a decade from this experience, you'll type into google: how to know if a relationship is codependent.
he wraps an arm around you. i hate everyone except you. these days, you're learning what he's actually confessing is i have very little practice being kind.
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i never leave asks but i NEED to say that ur interpretation of wally is the best i’ve seen in the fandom and my absolute favorite hdkgnskgs like hell yea go completely unhinged u tiny fucking freak /affectionate
in love with ur art in general <3
WHEEZE lmao thanks my guy! I try my best to appropriately display wally to the best of my ability
cw obsessive/possessive behavior
He’s just a lil silly, maybe even a lil goofy (and dare I say, even a lil quirky-?)
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Sudden desire to draw Murderbot jumping off of a building with Mensah. (Just for the vibes, did not re-read Exit Strategy, so I don't remember the details)
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Had to draw my favorite image of him
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THEM
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@magnusbae you inspired me to experiment with the textures and brushes. Ngl it was very fun so thank you XD
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BROTHERS
The river Weser ran between the Roman and Cheruscan forces. Arminius came to the bank and halted with his fellow chieftains:— "Had the Caesar come?" he inquired. On receiving the reply that he was in presence, he asked to be allowed to speak with his brother. That brother, Flavus by name, was serving in the army, a conspicuous figure both from his loyalty and from the loss of an eye through a wound received some few years before during Tiberius' term of command. Leave was granted, and Stertinius took him down to the river. Walking forward, he was greeted by Arminius; who, dismissing his own escort, demanded that the archers posted along our side of the stream should be also withdrawn. When these had retired, he asked his brother, whence the disfigurement of his face? On being told the place and battle, he inquired what reward he had received. Flavus mentioned his increased pay, the chain, the crown, and other military decorations; Arminius scoffed at the cheap rewards of servitude.
They now began to argue from their opposite points of view. Flavus insisted on "Roman greatness, the power of the Caesar; the heavy penalties for the vanquished; the mercy always waiting for him who submitted himself. Even Arminius' wife and child were not treated as enemies." His brother urged "the sacred call of their country; their ancestral liberty; the gods of their German hearths; and their mother, who prayed, with himself, that he would not choose the title of renegade and traitor to his kindred, to the kindred of his wife, to the whole of his race in fact, before that of their liberator." From this point they drifted, little by little, into recriminations; and not even the intervening river would have prevented a duel, had not Stertinius run up and laid a restraining hand on Flavus, who in the fullness of his anger was calling for his weapons and his horse. On the other side Arminius was visible, shouting threats and challenging to battle: for he kept interjecting much in Latin, as he had seen service in the Roman camp as a captain of native auxiliaries.
Tacitus Annals 2.10-11
there's a lot going on in there! Arminius switching to Latin is a detail that always makes me feel a deep kind of sadness, especially with how it's preceded by mention of their mother. I wonder what she thought of what became of her sons, on opposite sides of everything but still, inescapably, brothers. even when they want to kill each other. there sure are a lot of fucked up and unhappy brothers around. and Arminius asking about Flavus' injury............I also had a whole thing typed out about the horror of imperialism and colonization and the trauma of assimilation but I think this sets the tone better
Rome's Greatest Defeat: Massacre in the Teutoburg Forest, Adrian Murdoch
and also this, just for fun
(ibid)
this post is already a mile long, so lets add another mile to it: a little scene at the start of their conversation! tfw you go in for a hug and your younger brother who also ended up being taller starts roasting your hair style
bsky ⭐ pixiv ⭐ pillowfort ⭐ cohost ⭐ cara.app⭐ko-fi
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INGREDIENTS:
2 cups evil boredom
3 teaspoons (heaping) blorbo poison (powder, not liquid)
1 daycare theme (10 hour loop)
1/3 cup brainrot
*1/2 cup distilled back pain
**(un)diagnosed mental illness
*(any kind of pain works, back pain is usually what i have on hand)
**(if you aren’t a fan of the flavor a diagnosis leaves, undiagnosed will work in a pinch! Personally, I like to add a bit of both.)
INSTRUCTIONS:
First, turn on the daycare theme (10 hour loop) and pre-heat the oven to 375 degrees.
Sift together your evil boredom and blorbo poison in a medium sized bowl.
Add in your pain of choice and mix well.
Once thoroughly mixed, it should be looking a little thicker. Some granules from the evil boredom and blorbo poison are fine. (You can always mix further, if you’re worried about it affecting the texture.)
Add your brainrot and beat with a whisk until it’s looking lighter, a little fluffy. (If you aren’t in the mood for fluff, a dash of angst or hurt/comfort can help tone it down. An AU if you really wanna spice it up.)
Realize this is turning out a lot better than you thought it would. Dang. Well, you’re certainly committed now.
Go ahead and get out a glass baking pan. Coat the bottom with non-stick spray. (I tend to favor Y/N brand Nonbinary Spray myself)
Using a baking spatula (one of the rubbery bendy ones), carefully move your mixture from the bowl to the pan. It’s alright if you get some on the sides, the heat should help it settle once it’s in the oven. To get out any air bubbles, tap the pan (carefully!) a few times on the counter.
Place the pan in the oven and set a timer for 15-25 minutes, or take a peek every now and then and see if it’s the right shade of cheerful.
Congratulations!!! You’ve successfully survived evil boredom, despite the hurdles you faced, and made something! (Pretty tasty too, if I might add.) You are still mentally ill, though. But - hey - now you have a little treat! And hopefully, your day’s just a little bit brighter! Enjoy!
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enjoy a first draft
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Transcript:
So I was down at the Circle Q. Hoping to take the Fanum Tax from some dopes because I'm broke. And this 10 out of 10 latina Mindflayer who had a W gyatt caught my eye and my PP went Skibidi.
So I put on my best sigma voice and went over to rizz her up, Gabe style. In Ohio. *explosion.mp3* ... can't do this anymore...
Can't do this anymore.
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For anyone who feels old, here is a translation under the cut:
So I was down at the Circle Q (I think he meant Circle K, which is a gas station.) Hoping to get some free food because I'm broke. And this 10 out 10 latina Mindflayer with a big ass caught my eye and my pp went (see image below)
So I put on my best alpha male voice and went over to chat her up, Gabe style. In Ohio. *explosion.mp3* ... can't do this anymore... Can't do this anymore.
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don't know how or why this ship is a thing but i'm kind of living for it, I think it's cute n fun
partly inspired by zoanluen i think i saw it first from them, their art is gorgeous
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(OC) boyfriends..... 🤭🧡💜
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Danny phantom stood in an altar. Soon he will borrow bit of clocky's powers to look into the future.
Danny phantom saw universes ravaged by monsters beyond comprehension. Outer gods.
His family killed. Ghostly and Human. Both.
And him. Powerless to stop it.
So he took it on himself. But then realized what he would be giving up.
Humans were weak towards the madness that followed them. His human half was a problem. So he separated himself.
He ripped himself up. Took everything that was human. His empathy, humanity, love, emotions. Anything that made him the slightest likeness of a human. And all that was left was his obsession to protect.
And he put all of the good and bad parts of himself into a body. Black hair, blue eyes. He gave everything he truly loved to Danny, and also gave a small bit of his power. Just so a random car accident won't end him.
Phantom smiled. Soon they would be Danny phantom again.
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it had been a millennia? Phantom doesn't know. Time was weird here. Time doesn't exist here. His lovely grandfather's presence was not here. Phantom cringed at the reminder of home. How he wished he had not run off. Told his goodbyes. And accepted the help
Through duplication, he managed to set up a frontier.
They were finally starting to win against these monsters. Not that anyone knew.
All they knew was Phantom ran off.
Most didn't even know about the existence of Outers.
Those that did were probably worrying about him.
Good.
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Danny felt weird. He guesses forgotten memories would do that to you. He had been part of the justice league for a while now. PAIN PAIN PAIN PAIN PAIN PAIN
It felt like he was forgetting something important. You have to get back phantom
And it has been pretty good.
Until.
Until eldritch abomination had showed up.
And another one. This one resembling auroras. Space. It felt familiar.
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