#the other side of the coin
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You know that guy who wrote that he got an idea of what it’s like to be a beautiful woman while walking down the street holding a fancy cake?
I feel like I have a reverse experience of that, where I get a taste of what it’s like to be a big, intimidating guy while at work as a tattoo artist.
like, put the tattoo gun in my hand and suddenly people are a little on edge around me, on the back foot in a way I have never experienced in my normal day to day life as a 5’3” afab person. Clients laugh at all my shitty jokes (for the first month of tattooing I was like “wow I’m really funny all of a sudden” before I realized what was happening) they ask my opinions and defer to my expertise with no convincing or placation. I find myself speaking definitively more often instead of constantly couching my statements with “I think-” and “I feel-”. My confidence has literally never been higher. Bizzare.
#Boring text post#amazing what being assumed competent does for the brain#Though now instead of having to prove my intelligence and talent#it’s a big part of my job socially to put people and ease and prove my empathy and sensitivity instead#especially to women which is….#well it’s just interesting!!#A new experience#the other side of the coin#I much prefer this side tbh it’s way more fun and less exhausting#I wish life was like this everywhere out in the world not just work :p
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STOP STOP EVERYRHING
i do not know if this has been said but i am going to say it bc fuck it almost knocked me off my feet when i thought of it
merlin waiting patiently for arthur for YEARS. mourning him for longer than he knew him. watching everyone he knew in camelot die and himself not age a day. watching the stone of the castle begin to crack, the wood begin to rot, the streets begin to empty. camelot has fallen. he ventures out but not far in case arthur returns. he experiences decades pass by him in a flash, still nothing. humanity advances and advances, yet they are also their undoing. they build themselves up just to tear themselves down a moment later. years and years and years and years and years pass, still nothing. the great dragons words echo in his head and he holds them close in hope, arthur will rise again. a day in spring, merlin catches a whiff of something he can’t place but he’s hit with a wave of nostalgia. it’s not until he’s lying in bed later that day that he remembers it’s what arthur used to smell like. not long after that, he tries to recall arthur’s laugh, but the memory is mute. and fuzzy. why is it fuzzy? stop focusing on the laugh and focus on his face…what did he look like again? oh god. no focus on something small. his eye color. what color were his eyes? blue…right? or were they green?
merlin forgetting the pieces of the puzzle that make up arthur, he can’t remember what he smelled like, what he looked like, what his laugh sounded like, he can’t even recall the way he screamed his name everyday when he needed something. merlin’s loosing arthur again. how long has it been? too long, too long and arthur still isn’t back. the dragon said he’d be back. he remembers that. he’s been repeating the words in his head since they were spoken to him long ago. every morning when he woke, every night before he slept, whenever the world around him seemed out to get him. he’s coming back. arthur’s coming back. why isn’t he back? what had that damn dragon said? he always talked in riddles but merlin had thought his words were clear for the first time since he’d known him. what had he said?
when albion’s need is greatest, arthur will rise again.
he’ll rise again. arthur will be back. and they’ll fight a great evil like they used to, side by side, two sides of the same coin, arthur and merlin together at last. he just has to wait for such a great evil. a great evil that would constitute arthur’s return. merlin’s lived many, many years. he’s seen much evil. arthur never returned then. something bigger and badder then. something worse that anything he could imagine…would it be immoral to instigate the evil to come to pass? (merlin’s tries to recall arthur’s secret smile when merlin made a face at him across the room or whispered something in his ear when visiting noble and royals were acting like fools and comes up empty.) to hell with morals. to hell with the damn dragon. to hell with it all. merlin’s been alive for centuries. arthur’s been asleep for centuries. they’ve been waiting for each other for centuries. merlin’s sick of it. to hell with it all. arthur needs a great evil? he’ll give him a great evil.
#aka merthur rivals to friends to sorta lovers but not quite to enemies to lovers#i was just thinking about merlin loosing the love of his life and literal soulmate#and just deciding#‘fuck it. to hell with everyone else. i want him back.’#and becoming the great evil terrorizing albion which requires arthur to return#bc like. who can beat merlin? the greatest sorcerer to walk the earth?#arthur pendragon#the other side of the coin#the one who merlin’s uses his magic for#the man he serves#evil merlin#or rather#dark merlin#merlin emrys#bbc merlin#something something destroying yourself for love
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Yes, I am Fenrir Lycan, the holder of the Fourth seat of the Foundation Council in the reality known as Tenpest. I am filling in for my beloved today for cross-relaotu communications.
How do you do?
((@tempest-toss ))
That's quite a unique name; I can't say I've heard of the "Foundation Council" before.... and could you elaborate on what you meant by "reality?"
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Important question
How do you feel about shadow?
I actually like Shads a lot, even if he's almost always a total edgy jerk.
Every time we come across, I like to tease Shads so we can fight. And why do I want us to fight, you may be wondering? Well, with him I always learn something new. Somehow he learns a new fighting technique like,, every week? So I like taking the chance to learn it as well even if he isn't very aware 😉
Shads just keeps me alert, which a lot of people can't do. And surprisingly, against what a lot of you believe, our personalities really match the others.
Right after the shatter verse events, Shadow was determined to teach me how to use a gun. I obviously complied, and thanks to those ocasional meetings I've taught Shadow to let loose and have fun, while he has taught me not be as reckless and stay alert.
We complement the other, oh and going on missions with him is always fun! A new perspective, you know??
I just wish he didn't isolate himself that much. Maybe that way he wouldn't be such an emo 😆
#he cares a lot for shads#not really sonadow but can be interpretef like that#sonic sometimes feels bad cause shadow is so lonely#he thinks it must be boring#sonic admires shadow#but he also sees him as an equal#the other side of the coin#blogging#ask me anons#sonic the hedgeog#sth#sonic rp blog#sonic rp#ask sonic#sonic roleplay#roleplay
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First and Last Sentence Tag Game
Rules: Post the first sentence of any unpublished work (can be a chapter), and the last sentence of any unpublished work (can be a chapter).
Tagged by @rainintheevening
Hmm...because I need to do a final pass anyway, I think I'll do this for the chapter of The Other Side of the Coin that I've been working on for FMA Day.
First sentence:
Roy Mustang marched up the path to the yellow house on the hill, with its sign advertising the Rockbell Automail shop.
Last sentence:
"I saw eyes that were burning like fire."
Tagging @bunnyscar, @katarena, and @authortobenamedlater
#tag games#full metal alchemist#fullmetal alchemist#fma#the other side of the coin#roy mustang#(if you're familiar with fma you can probably tell what this chapter's about :P)
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Sneaky and covert. It's nothing of what it looks like.
DO NOT REPOST!
#Kou is a lost man.#the other side of the coin#kou mukami#diabolik lovers#diahell#my art#the meaning of the solar eclipse there is interesting!
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THE OTHER SIDE OF THE COIN
Panic attacks were pretty for no one, but they were worse when they would make you affect reality like it was nothing.
Randal never got along with Ghoul’s coworkers, mainly because they seemed to despise them even if Randal didn’t even talk to them, they seemed to have no reason until that day.
From the start, Randal felt wrong, their chest felt empty and sometimes breathing was hard, but they ignored it hoping it would just go away eventually. They did their normal routine, hang out with Ghoul, help him with work and then take a lil break.
Both of them were chilling in the break room, Ghoul was talking about something work-related and Randal did their best to listen but their mind was somewhere else, lately they’ve been thinking about them a lot and that made Randal feel uneasy, they’ve been more alert the past few days, waiting for something to happen, however they always felt safe around Ghoul, and as of now he is the only thing keeping the deer boy’s mind calm.
Drawing also helped, and that was what they were doing while zoning out, their hand lazily tracing over the paper. For the corner of their eye they saw Ghoul stand up and they looked at him.
“Where are you going? You have at least 10 minutes more” Ghoul tended to overwork himself and Randal didn’t like that one bit, who knows if he ends up like the old man, they think Gears was his name.
“Gonna grab some food,do you want anything?”
They thought about it for a while, they could survive without Ghoul for a few seconds, what could go wrong?
“Yeah, just get me some cookies”
And with that Ghoul was gone, and they were left with their last source of comfort.
…
A few minutes have passed since Ghoul left and Randal has been getting nasty stares, they ignored it for a while until a lady (who should retire) sat next to them, taking Ghoul’s space.
Silence fell over them for other minutes, until she spoke up.
“You do know he is the only reason you get to be here free and alive, right?”
Yes, of course they knew the only reason they could be at the foundation without getting their ass shot was because of Ghoul and being his ‘assistant’, they thought that maybe if they didn’t answer, she would shut up and leave, but she continued as other peers started to get closer to hear what she had to say.
“Without him you are nothing in here”
Randal will never understand why they hated them, Ghoul always told them the site was rather conservative and wasn’t used to anomalies working there, but site 425 had the most employees with anomalies as far as they knew.
Randal will never understand why the MTFs are the only ones that would like to be around them, and if it was up to Randal they would spend more time with the MTFs but Ghoul works mainly from his office, and that limits them there too.
They would roll their eyes if they had an iris to do so, but since they don’t they sigh.
“You should shut up before I make you”
They threatened her, hoping that it would be enough to shut her up, that it would scare her and she would yell at them but leave.
If they knew that would make others start to join they would have left a long time ago.
“She is right, you are a threat to the foundation! You can’t even take the truth!”
Curse Randal and their big mouth, and their fucking need to defend themselves.
“That is not the tr-”
“Yes it is!” Another guy chimed in.
“You are just a dangerous-
“Shut up”
Immature-
“Shut up”
And an unpredictable animal that should be put down!”
Randal’s body started shaking, but in the most literal way, their shadows were getting unstable and separating from the body, and then going back.
Randal was shaking too, he was shaking with rage and with-
with fear
Fear of being what they say, fear of becoming like their dad, fear of becoming like their mom.
Fear of themselves
Suddenly they weren’t the only one shaking, the floor was too and the walls seemed to breathe, moving in weird ways. Randal turned to the lady who was now in shock and trying to get away from them, and when they saw fear wash over her, what was left of their humanity vanished.
They stood up and started to walk over her while shouting. “SHUT UP, JUST SHUT UP! I NEVER DID SHIT TO YOU! SHUT UP!”
They could hear the room move, the air was too thick and it felt like moving slower, however they couldn’t hear her screams, but they didn’t realize.
They just wanted to kill her kill them make it stop
They didn’t know how they ended up on the floor with their hands covered in blood, their own blood. Everything was blurry, their breathing was heavy on their ears and everything was so, so fucking loud.
They never saw Ghoul come in, or felt Ghoul shake them, or Ghoul talk to them-
But they heard Ghoul scream at them.
“What the fuck happened!?”
And the sudden change made them feel worse, their eyes adapting to reality.
Wait, no.
Their eyes adapting to the reality they broke, the silence did nothing to help Randal, and when they looked around they wanted to throw up.
Everyone. Everyone was crawling around, no mouths to be seen.
They were crying but they couldn’t make a sound, some of them tried opening the skin that was now where their lips were supposed to be, leaving a bloody mess behind.
They looked back at Ghoul, then at their hands, then at Ghoul again with tears in their eyes.
They were just like their dad.
They were just like their mom.
Randal was nothing but a reflection of them.
They stood up and laid against the wall trying to control their breathing, Ghoul tried to get close and help them but they just couldn’t have him close anymore, they were dangerous and what if Ghoul died because of them.
So they let the chaos be heard, Ghoul covered their ears and closed their eyes because of the sudden noise, all the screams of all the doctors, all the cries were too much.
Randal’s body became shadows and they left that place, they left that reality.
They slowly materialized opposite of a well known house, maybe their host would be kind enough to let them stay for a while, they knew kindness was a key element for an angel.
Maybe if they stayed away, Ghoul would be safe.
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I started listening to the critshow. Spoilers for everything until season 4.
Names for time-travelling Nash:
Grand-pire (Canon)
Vamp-dad (Canon)
Family-friendly supervillain
Cautionary tale of the crypt
Nashpocalipse
Greg
I just think the PCs are giving him an easy ride considering that he killed everyone in his timeline, and I would love some light bullying.
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The Reading Diaries #3
The Other Side of the Coin by Angela Kelly
From my TBR? No.
I read this one amid the frenzy before Spare's release. Angela Kelly was mentioned in one of the abstracts and I had no idea of who she was, so I decided to pick out this book.
Angela Kelly used to be Queen Elizabeth's Dresser for 30+ years. She basically managed her wardrobe, from designing new outfits to making sure that everything is pressed before on the day.
It was a very light read, quite quick to get through. There are plenty of pictures and short anecdotes about the Queen. The writing is very simple (and Kelly often fangirls over Queen Liz) but I enjoyed it.
I'm interested in costuming and this fitted the bill perfectly.
Recommended if you would like a different look on the royal family.
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I think we're gonna have to kill this guy, Ingo.
#submas#ingo#sneasler#hisui#the other side of the coin || ooc#ill be going back and tagging all of these as a blog specific art tag as soon as i figure out a good train pun for it#sneasler is weirdly difficult to draw
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There's just something very specific about homoerotic character-enveloping friendships from around 2010 where they're semi-aware that gay people exist but queerbaiting isn't quite a thing yet sp their relationship consumes the narrative and changes them both irrevocably forever and they end in tragedy but the ending is JUST open enough for the fic writers to wriggle into that just makes me go fucking FERAL
#yes this is about trobed and merthur#trobed#merthur#merlin emrys#merlin x arthur#troy x abed#abed nadir#troy barnes#arthur pendragon#geothermal escapism#the diamond of the day#these two ships fundamentally altered my brain chemistry#I'll just be doing something else and randomly think about them#i honest to god don't think they'd be as poweful without the tragedy#i want to read every fix it fic specifically because of the unfinished tragic nature of their endings#because of the ways these characters fundamentally alter each other's lives so they can't exist without each other#platonic romantic who cares it's queer baby#two sides of the same coin
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Don't apologize; I'm your big sibling. It's my job to worry sometimes.
-Ash
Okay... still, I was thinking really selfishly, so even though I knew I shouldn't, I...
But he hasn't been mean to me at all! It's, um... I dunno...
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"I have a secret."
Arthur looks up from a report and glances across the room absentmindedly to Merlin holding a dagger he was polishing in his lap as he watches Arthur with a tilt of his head.
Arthur huffs a laugh, "Is it that you're secretly a girl?"
Merlin's lips tick upward for just a moment before continuing his stare.
Arthur watches him for a few moments, and then puts his quill down.
"You have a secret." Arthur repeats seriously.
Merlin just smiles, a small one, "I have a secret. It's an important one. But I can't tell you the secret. And I can't tell you why I can't tell you."
Arthur squints his eyes as Merlin looks down to keep polishing.
"Are you in danger?"
Merlin pauses to think which makes Arthur clench his fists in worry, not that he'd say that.
"...I suppose," He says slowly, thinking over his words, "But it's to my understanding- at this time at least -that it's no more or less dangerous for me whether you know or not. I do think it may be more dangerous for you if you know though."
Arthur hums and watches Merlin's face but sees nothing but earnestness as they meet eyes across the room.
"And why do you tell me this?"
Merlin just smiles again, but bigger this time, "I've decided I trust you with it. I trusted you before of course," he add hurriedly as if Arthur would ever think otherwise,
"But I just realized that I trust you with this, too. And this is something I've never trusted anyone enough to share it with- before I mean. And if it comes up, well, I'd rather be able to tell you that I can't tell you then to lie to you. So, this is me telling you there's a secret."
Arthur looks thoughtfully before raising one eyebrow along with a ghost of a smirk on his face, "So you have a secret you can't tell me. But you trust me with it. When do I get to hear the secret?"
Merlin leans his head on his hand as he looks sideways at him impishly, "I will tell you no lie if you ask."
Arthur hears the unspoken words bright as day:
I'm not going to say anything by myself cause I don't think it's time yet, but I will tell you the truth regardless if you so choose.
Arthur hums to himself before nodding once and then twice, ignoring the giddiness in his heart.
Picking up his quill again, he says, "You missed a spot," so he can hear his manservant squawk from across the room, "I'm not finished yet, you prat!"
They meet gazes one more time with matching fire in their eyes and grins on their faces before resuming their activities.
It's nice to be trusted.
Magical Reveal Sequel: Here
#entity writes#bbc merlin#merthur#merlin#entity writes merlin#prince arthur#this can be platonic or romantic i suppose#two sides of the same coin#they love each other your honor#they trust each other your honor#ugh i love them
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗
Make Me Whole (Captain America chapterfic) - AU of TWS where Steve decides to save the Winter Soldier before discovering his true identity. He helps him leave Hydra, and together with Sam they go into hiding while helping "Winter" reacclimate to normal life and deal with some of his issues resulting from the incredible amount of trauma he's suffered. This was the first time I wrote a story and felt really strongly that I was supposed to write it. Usually it's just a matter of, "No one else is doing this, so I guess I have to." But with Make Me Whole, I realized pretty early on that I didn't care if fifty other people got the exact same idea, I wanted to be the one to tell the story, because no one else would tell it quite the way I wanted to see it done. It has blessed my life and improved my writing in more ways than I can name.
Remind Me Who I Am (Captain America oneshot) - AU of TWS where Bucky doesn't get any of his memories back after the last wipe, but he tracks down Steve anyway because he's intrigued by the way Steve treats him. It's all about identity: Who are you if you can't remember who you were? I'm really proud of the way it turned out, especially because it was a bit of experimentation with second-person POV.
Let This One Remain (Avengers: Endgame oneshot) - A fixit fic for the ending of the movie. I loved the movie, but didn't love Steve's wildly OOC ending. Within the first hour after seeing the movie the first time, this fix presented itself, proving that I and my dear friend @sergeanttomycaptain are better writers than everybody at Marvel - or at least we know this character better :P Basically, the movie just ended about five minutes too soon, and this is my headcanon for what really happened.
of skulls and secrets (FMA oneshot) - Postseries fic about Ed and Al coming back home after a year of traveling separately and seeking out the secrets of alchemy. Most of it deals with Ed's story of a famous alchemist's laboratory he investigated in Creta, and why he's reluctant to tell Al about any of it. I had a lot of fun worldbuilding what Creta might be like, and brought everything back around to the brothers, as it should be. (Also this is the only time I've tried out the pretentious all-lowercase title :P)
The Other Side of the Coin (FMA chapterfic/series of oneshots) - My FMA genderbender, where Ed and Al are girls, and Winry is a guy. This is just a really fun project I dabble in from time to time, exploring what might be different about the story if we're following Elaine and Adelaide Elric instead. How does Elaine navigate joining the military as a twelve-year-old girl? Does she still throw tantrums about her height, or is it something else? What if, just like eating and sleeping for Addie, she also suffers double the share of menstrual cramps? And how does Addie feel about being stuck in a huge scary suit of armor, where no one can even tell that she's a girl, let alone a pretty and nice one? I also indulge myself with exploring how different EdWin (ElWin, in this case) is, when it's the guy who has to wait at home for the girl; and having fun with Parental!RoyEl, because Parental!RoyEd is second only to the Elric brothers in my heart <3
#ask and you shall receive#kraytwriter#fic recs#(i limited myself to just one fic from whole shards lol)#(if i were posting tmi it would be a LOT harder to choose)#captain america#make me whole#remind me who i am#let this one remain#full metal alchemist#fullmetal alchemist#fma#of skulls and secrets#the other side of the coin
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Where’s that text post that’s like “Wilson is kind, gentle death and House is rough, painful life” because first of all, GO OFF; second of all, I have more to add:
House is justice; Wilson is clemency.
House is harsh truth; Wilson is comforting lies.
House is abrasive idealism; Wilson is resigned realism.
House is spiky vulnerability; Wilson is velvet guardedness.
House is constructive cruelty; Wilson is destructive kindness.
House is focused passion; Wilson is diffuse romance.
House is a gleeful perpetrator; Wilson is a willing victim.
House is self-sabotage; Wilson is self-sacrifice.
#and that's not to say they are opposites#they are two sides of the same coin#and they often flip these roles#but only for each other#these kind of make it seem like i hate wilson but let me assure you i love him#perhaps too much#hilson#house#house md#house x wilson#hate crimes md
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#AGAIN!!! AGAIN!!!!! they are two sides of the same coin. the way their UM is the exact opposite of each other im screaming#silvers UM is so hyperspecific its FATE it feels like he was born for it immmmmm dying dyin dyign#i cant express how badly i wanna draw these two a billion times rn. the fucking RAGE from BOTH of them in the confrontation is so tasty#this book is meeting each and every one of my expectations and then some... already my fav book and it still feels like its barely started#twst spoilers#book 7 spoilers#twst#twisted wonderland#twst silver#silver vanrouge#malleus draconia#the. the parallels. the juxtaposition. light vs dark. a prince vs his own knight. their destiny. fae vs human. im SCREAMING#genuinely i shit u not. GENUINELY the most interesting duo for me to think abt in the game. theres so much fucking lore i just know it#suntails
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