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Can you may-haps do one with Quill with a corruption kink🫣 (I just feel like it’s something he’d have)
oh yes he definitely does.
you moved away to a different state for college, hoping to maybe find a boyfriend, settle down and get a good job—and you got none of those things. you did kiss a few guys at parties but it never really went any further. didn't get the job you wanted either, so now you're back living with your parents, which isn't really helping your "find a boyfriend" case.
that's when you spot him. he's out in the driveway talking to your dad, arms folded over his chest as he laughs and throws his head back at something your dad said. you don't know who be is, perhaps a new neighbour you assume.
"who was that?"
"peter, he lives across the road.. just moved back in from being away for a while."
peter. it kinda suits him. and you kinda wanna get to know him more. so you decide to bake cookies and take them over to his, or rather, his grandpa's place. he answered the door with a smile, grinning even more when he saw the baked goods.
"those for us?"
"yeah! i studied culinary arts in college and well, you're new to the neighbourhood so thought i'd put my skills to use and be a good neighbour.."
oh you were so cute. he leaned against the doorframe with his forearm, grabbing a cookie with his other hand and taking a bite.
"oh my god.. these are fuckin' delicious.. here bring them in, my grandpa's out the back.." he stood back from the doorway, letting you in and following you through to the back door, opening it to let you out. he looked you up and down as you walked out, his mind just racing with the absolute filthiest thoughts about you.
once his grandpa took one, you came back inside and left him the tray of cookies in the kitchen, before walking back out his house. you waved at him from across the street and he shut his front door after you went back inside your own house. oh he was done for.
the next week, your parents hosted a mini barbecue, just for family that were visiting but you absolutely begged them to invite peter and his grandpa. which was now how you were sat by the edge of your pool, legs dangling in the water while you ate a strawberry popsicle. peter was sat next to you, his hands leaning back behind him on the ground.
he had to suppress every single thought in his mind as he caught sight of you sucking on the popsicle, your lips turning a dark shade of red. he had to say something or else he'd go insane.
"you think i don't know what you're doing?"
"hm?" you turned to him, popsicle still between your lips as you gazed up at him slightly, with absolutely no clue what he's on about.
"oh c'mon.. so you didn't deliberately sit beside me with that thing and eat it the way you're eating it?"
"no.. am i eating it wrong?"
"no, no.. just.. forget it.." he got up and walked away, grabbing a beer from the ice box and heading inside, chucking the cap into the bin before taking a sip.
"i want you to explain to me what you thought i was doing.." he jumped, turning around to see you standing there, your popsicle gone and your lips still dark red.
"don't think i should.. go back outside.."
"no, i want to know, peter.." you moved around the island now, standing next to him. god, if you weren't standing next to a floor to ceiling window, he'd bend you right over the counter and take you right there.
"you really wanna know?"
"yes."
"thought you were deliberately sucking on that popsicle, trying to get my dick hard.. thought you were imagining things, like pretending that popsicle was my dick.. but judging by that gasp, you don't know what the fuck i'm on about.."
"oh.. well uhm.. was i doing it right?"
"doing what right?"
"the way i was uhm.. sucking on the popsicle, was i doing it right?"
he just looked at you, his eyebrows furrowing as he tilted his head slightly.
"you never sucked a dick before?" you shook your head.
"you ever kissed anyone?" this time you nodded.
"well that's one thing i don't have to teach you.."
and you couldn't say no to that. so now you were on your knees in front of him as he sat on the edge of your bed. his hand fisted in your hair as you tried to take him all in your mouth. he was big but it felt so good. tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you looked up at him, watching as his eyes screwed shut and he groaned out, the noises he was making were absolutely obscene.
he pulled you off him, his hand cupping your chin as you placed your hands on his knees. he tilted his head again, ever so slightly, almost like he was figuring you out, or figuring out what to do next. you just whimpered at the words that left his mouth next.
"y'wanna know something.. the day you came over with those cookies.. i thought you were so cute. in that pretty little flowery sundress.. wanted to just bend you over the kitchen counter, fill you up and watch you squirm.. you'd make a good lil' slut, don't you think? all for me?"
"mmhm.."
he didn't technically become your boyfriend, partly because you think your parents would kill you if they found out. but you did go over to his place occasionally, waiting until he was alone so you could be as loud as he wanted you to be. the first time he had sex with you, he was gentle but you begged him for more.
"you used to be so innocent, baby.. what happened, hm? this dick got you all messed up, huh.."
"mmf.. please.. need more.. please.."
you were on your stomach, spread out in front of him on your bed, your hips lifted up so he can fuck into you, grinding against you whenever he filled you up all the way. all you wanted was a boyfriend, a cute boyfriend to send you flowers, or kiss you softly whenever he had to leave—and instead you got the man across the street to dick you down whenever your parents went to the grocery store. then you became hooked, touching yourself at night and thinking of him, thinking of the next night you'd get to see him and he could give you your fix. he was like a drug, he made you feel so good and you were addicted.
weeks ago you wouldn't even think about touching yourself over anyone, and now you're whimpering, making yourself come while you whine out his name, wishing he was here beside you to fill you up. he had you wrapped around his finger and you knew whenever he called, you'd come running, ready to drop to your knees or spread yourself out for him. and he'd call you his "good girl", tell you you were doing so good, how pretty you looked all wet for him, and only him.
but still, at times you'd play the innocent card, knowing it riled him up. the sun was hitting the front of your house just right, so you dragged the sun lounger from your garage and sat it in your front garden. laying down, you made sure peter was home, noticing him walk through his house. it wasn't long before he caught sight of you and came over.
"gettin' a tan?"
"mmhm.. ur welcome to join me if you want.."
and that he did, until the sun moved and you both went round the back of your house. he moved his lounger right next to yours and ran his hand over your leg.
"peter.."
"hm?"
you didn't say anything else, just let him slide his hand under your bikini bottom, two fingers slipping through your folds before he plunged them inside you. your hands grabbed at his wrist, squeezing your thighs around his arm, whining and squirming on the lounger. he said nothing as he added another finger and you felt tears in your eyes as you came, legs shaking. he pulled his fingers out and you clawed at his hand to take them in your mouth, licking them clean.
"always gotta have somethin' in your mouth, baby.."
oh he really had you hooked. you were both absolutely head over heels obsessed with each other. and you wouldn't want it any other way when he always makes you feel this good.
#im goin insane!!!!!! goin feral!!!!!!#need to be put in a cell with padded walls#peter quill#peter quill smut#peter quill headcanons#peter quill drabble#peter quill x reader#guardians of the galaxy#gotg#✎ peter quill#answered#anon
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do you have any recs for good omens fics? ❤️❤️❤️
hi anon!! yes i do :)
i don't really have any kind of theme here, i'm just going to list some of my favs with a range of maturity ratings. hopefully at least one floats your boat!
a picnic plan for you and me by anonymous (G, 20.8k words)
Crowley makes Aziraphale food after the world doesn't end. It has absolutely nothing to do with how much he wants to make Aziraphale smile.
tooth rotting fluff, post s1, absolutely delightful!
got a pretty face, pretty boyfriend too by KissMyAsthma & leukozyna (T, 9.9k words)
Aziraphale and Crowley are next-door neighbours. They’ve been attracted to each other since they met. The only thing keeping them apart is a thin wall between their bedrooms and Atticus and Freddie, Aziraphale’s and Crowley’s respective life partners… or are they?
A human AU glued together by misunderstandings and wet food.
a comedy of errors that put a smile on my face
I'm Beginning to See the Light by @ineffabildaddy (E, 15.9k words
Aziraphale has quite the pash on his colleague Crowley, who seems resolutely disinterested in him. As their annual Christmas party progresses, it appears that Crowley may not be as disinterested as Aziraphale first thought.
a human AU in which aziraphale is transmasc and crowley is so in love. when i tell you that Sam healed my trans heart with this fic, i mean it.
Communicatio in Sacris by @voluptatiscausa (E, 10.4k words)
“Bless me Father, for I have sinned. It has been one year since my last confession. These are my sins.”
There’s a slight pause. “Gosh. Give me a moment. I knew I should have made up a list, this happens every year. Forget my own head next. Ah, yes. Hmm. Now you may want to get comfortable.”
Communicatio in sacris: communion in sacred things. Also translated as 'worship in common'.
THE good omens priest AU in my humble opinion. read this for hot smut, "seduction via book binding" (from the tags), and explicit consent.
i am not exaggerating when i tell you that this fic did something to heal my religious trauma. there is something so beautiful about saying that love can't be a sin. that love is holy in all its incarnations.
Just Up the Stairs by @foolishlovers and @ineffabildaddy w/ art by @omens-for-ophelia (E, 39.1k words)
(necessary disclaimer that i'm not actually done reading this one but it's phenomenal thus far and i have all the faith in jane & sam that it will continue being phenomenal)
On Valentine's Day, amidst the chaos of handling work and university deadlines as a mature student, Crowley seeks solace with his neighbour Aziraphale. As they share a meal, their long-standing friendship begins to unravel, revealing hidden feelings they've harboured for six months. It's a night that could change everything.
a wonderful human AU in which aziraphale and crowley pine for each other to a truly remarkable extent. mutual pining, fluff, and stunning artwork throughout!
if you couldn't tell i've got a bit of A Thing for human AUs, so hopefully you're into that lol
i'm sure i have more fics i love but i hope this list is sufficient for now!
#asks#asks answered#good omens#good omens fanfiction#good omens fanfic rec#fanfiction recommendation
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Hello! Hope I'm not bothering you with anything but.
But can I request a Hc of the turtle brothers with a Dragon Mutant s/o who is actually their biological Mom.
Like one of brother's broke their weapon and asked splinter how to fix it and he just casually says "Your mother might know" and just walks away causing the brother's to be shock to have a mom, oh and when the turtles immediately try and look for their Mom they think she's a sweet old Mama turtle but she's actually a noble Dragon mutant living in hidden city who owns a mystic arts dojo.
Again I hope I'm not bothering you with this request and I hope you have a great day/night/afternoon.
TURTLE BROS WITH DRAGON MOM
Warning: Nothing
Character: Turtle Bros
Author: Hello anon, I am deeply sorry I wrote so late. I just slept while writing and boom Tumblr didn't save it (slayy... No not slayy-) so sorry I hope you like it <3
Brothers always had no problem following the rules
Like except this time and other 741 times
Everybody can make mistakes chill
They touched something that they shouldn't have and now the ground was full of shards
"Dad not gonna notice it, relax guys." But you could hear his voice was shaking
"Yes, he will. 91 percent of the time he noticed things he shouldn't have noticed."
"But we still have 9 percent huh?"
"Ok, ok we need a plan. We shouldn't make dad noti-"
"DAD I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL YOU!"
"MIKEY!"
Raph quickly shuts Mikey's mouth
"Oh hey dad, Mikey was gonna tell... Uh-"
"Move on big one, I can't watch my favorite ad."
"Oh ok..?"
Leo steps forward, leans to Splinter
"Well, dad how can we fix something... Holy? Yeah, I guess kinda holy."
"Yeah and definitely we didn't do anything."
Raph hits Donnie's back of the head
"Auch- I didn't even say anything!"
Well, Splinter had enough, his boys don't let him watch ad marathon
So he just throws them to their mother
"Mom? You mean Big Mama?"
"No other one."
Other one. OTHER ONE?!
Everybody is screaming in chaos
Splinter writes your address and kicks them from home
Yeah, 9 percent chance happened and Splinter didn't notice anything
While they are walking to your home, bros trying to imagine how you look like
"She definitely looks like us! Maybe she knows how to make pizza too, April's mom knows it."
"Yeah, maybe she is an old lady like... This tall?"
"Or maybe she left us without saying anything."
Leo notices the mood of the conversation getting cold, so he just searches for something to break this mood
"Look guys! We are here!"
"Ok, who is gonna 'nock the door?"
"I vote for Raph."
"Me too."
"Me too."
"Damn it. I knew it." He starts smelling bad because of stress and doesn't want to meet his own mother smelling like a seafood
Raph tries to knock on the door but wow hah- he is so anxious so he literally punches it to the floor
"Wow, how strong man you are."
DRAGON?
RAPH
Ok, first of all he forgets how he embarrassed after seeing his own mom
At first he can't talk, he wants to but brain is refusing
He tries to explain who are them
Even if his brothers keep interrupting
He hugs you slowly, doesn't know where to put his hands
After some time he gets comfortable with you and comes to your place so often
Drinking tea after some lessons is his favorite way to spend time with you
Like he is angry at his brothers or he just wanna see you, he comes to drink tea
Sometimes he just sits and starts venting about how disappointment as a leader
You are here to rub his shell and tell it it's not the truth
Btw you are his new role model fighter
He is willing to take lessons after meeting you
He likes your hugs, he knows you are not like his family with no soft skin. So he can hug you how much he wants
This boy just loves his new mom
LEO
This guy is shaking because of excitement
He is the one who interrupts Raph the most among them
He is trying to act cool, and wanna show how he looks good to his mom
But he gets emotional very quickly
He'll push all your brothers and sit next to you
And tell you all the things you don't even need to know
After getting a real mom-son relationship he will talk about his feelings to you more than anyone
Because sometimes brothers and dad aren't the best choices to talk about "boring" things
Now it is time to show his favorite movie series to his mom
Well, the show causes blood spurting from your eye but after seeing how Leo is happy because he can share his interest with his parent, you decide not to talk
He will act like a child going to daycare and doesn't want to leave her mother
"Ok, ok you can go first. I have very very very serious things to talk about with mom. Not you Donnie."
And you two play UNO
DONNIE
He doesn't know what to feel
Like he is angry and happy at the same time
He just doesn't wanna hug you until why you didn't show up
His heart is broken like you were just sitting dojo for years and not searching for them
He didn't even know he had a mother
Well after learning your logical reason, he slowly starts talking about everything
You earned his trust and love
He just wanna show and make you understand how perfect he is
But after telling how cool he is, his eyes get wet
Well, at home nobody says something like that because they are used to it
"DID YOU HEAR THAT MICHEAL?"
After your praise he starts working more
He's not someone who likes physical affection anyway, but he really needs time to hug you.
Donnie likes when you watch him while working, yes it is kinda stressing but he feels proud
You come to his room and give him a fruit plate while he is working new invention
"Mom, I can't eat while working."
"No."
MIKEY
THİS İS SO SWEET
You look so sweet, he runs to you and hugs you
You didn't even remember him, who is that child??
But after remembering who were, your heart is quickly warming up to Mikey
He will not ask why you didn't show up, this is not the right time to ask
He will spend now the time he couldn't spend in other years
You two gonna hold hands and wander through all the side streets of the hidden city
Mikey gonna draw you so much, that you can hear the sound of his pencil rubbing against the paper next to you while meditating
The next day he sees his picture framed on the wall
His mother is so lovely and cool, why dad didn't talk about her?
Maybe you broke up not very friendly
He will here to fix that
FAMILY DINNER TIME!
Even Draxum is here
I hope that night ends well 🙏
#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt x reader#tmnt x reader#rottmnt#rottmnt headcanons#tmnt headcanons#donatello x reader#leonardo x reader#raphael x reader#michelangelo x reader#mikey x reader#donnie x reader#leo x reader#raph x reader
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Thought #206
Feel free to change the pronouns. 😁😁
Warnings: swearing, talk of cheating
That fucking bastard.
Civilian stormed into the art museum.
"Hello Civi..." Receptionist looked at Civilian's mascara smudged face. "What happened?"
Civilian gave them her card. "I don't want to talk about that right now. Can I just get in? Is my favorite painting still on display?"
"Yes and yes. Let me know if I can do anything." Receptionist handed her card back.
Civilian grabbed her card. "Can I have tissues?"
Receptionist nodded and handed her a box of tissues.
"Thank you." Civilian said softly.
She made her way through the galleries as tears streamed down her face.
With my best friend. What kind of low life cheats on their girlfriend with their best friend? And he proposed to her? Without breaking up with me first?
Civilian plopped down on a bench and covered her eyes.
"And I thought I was having a bad day." Someone said softly next to them.
Civilian glared at him. "Usually people don't talk to others who are crying in an art museum."
The handsome stranger laughed. "I didn't know there were rules for this specific situation. I should have reread the rule book."
She let out a small laugh and wiped her eyes.
"What's got you so upset?" He asked placing his hand over hers making her stomach flutter.
She took a deep breath. "My boyfriend just cheated on me. And proposed to my best friend." She stopped and looked at him.
His eyes looked at her with kindness. Understanding.
Why am I telling a stranger my life story? Why do I trust him?
"Sorry. I didn't mean to unload that on you." She said softly pulling her hand from his.
"That guys an idiot." He tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear and wiped some mascara from her face. "Why would someone give up a girl as pretty as you?"
Civilian laughed. "Thanks." She said softly. "What brings you here?"
"I was just going to steal a painting."
Civilian froze.
"Just kidding." He laughed and Civilian relaxed. "I'm just here to see the beautiful art."
His eyes never left hers.
Civilian blushed and turned away from him.
He stood. "Do you want to walk around and forget about your terrible day?" He held out his hand. "Unless there's a new rule in this museum rule book I don't know about that says I can't ask a beautiful girl who was crying to walk around with me."
She laughed, her stomach fluttering again, and grabbed his hand. "I'll have to double check, but I'm pretty sure there isn't."
He pulled her close and wrapped his arm around her. He grabbed the tissue box from her and put it on the bench.
"I don't think you need those anymore."
She smiled at him, as they started to walk through the gallery.
"If you were actually here to steal a painting which one would you steal?" She asked as they looked at a large masterpiece by Rembrandt.
He paused and stroked his chin. "Hmm... if I was to steal one I think it would be your favorite painting."
"Why? So I couldn't see it anymore?" Her eyes were laser focused on the Rembrandt.
He laughed. "No." He looked down at her. Fascinated with how much joy was on her face as she studied the painting. How she looked more relaxed. "So you could look at it every single day."
She turned and met eyes with him. "You wouldn't sell it or try and get money from it?"
"Why would I do such a thing? I would have much more joy seeing you study it than the money I would get from it."
She blushed and turned away. "Good thing you aren't an art thief then. I don't know what I would do with a masterpiece."
"At least show it to me so I can plot my course of action when I want to steal it."
She smiled. Bigger than she had all night. "OK. If you can keep up."
She pushed away from him and took off down the hallway. He chuckled and took off after her.
He tried to keep up with her, but she was quick. She had ducked into multiple galleries and had disappeared.
He wandered around until her found her standing still in front of a painting.
He walked up to her and draped his arm around her shoulder. "Tell me about it."
She took a deep breath. "This is Christina’s World by Andrew Wyeth."
"I love this one because I see myself in Christina. I'm alone. And so is she."
"Did you relate to this painting before your boyfriend cheated?" He looked down at her sad eyes.
"Yes. I've felt alone my entire life. My dad wasn't around and my mom had to work three jobs to get me through school. Even when I was dating my ex I always felt alone. He wasn't around much. I should've known he was cheating. All the..."
"Don't." Stranger said sharply. "He was an asshole."
Civilian looked up at him with tears in her eyes.
"None of that is your fault. He screwed you over. He's a fucking loser. You deserve so much better. You should never feel alone in a relationship. Never."
She sniffled and wiped her eyes.
He pulled her into a tight hug.
She grabbed at his jacket and looked up at him with a laugh. "I only met you an hour ago. Why do I feel so safe around you?"
He smiled. "I don't know, but I feel the same way."
She rested her head on his chest. "Can you walk me home? I'm nervous Ex or Best Friend is there."
"Of course." He rubbed her back as she pulled away from him.
Damn it. I really wanted to steal something tonight. Supervillain is going to kill me, but hopefully they will understand.
Stranger Villain thought to themselves as they walked Civilian home.
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Thanks for sending me the text. So, it's the last time I am talking about Dokidokistart / Lia Marin on here or anywhere. For my own health they’ve been out of my existence and memory for + 1 year now. She makes me ill and depressed, and I am not saying that lightly I've been hospitalized two times in 2022, because I unjustifiably thought I was a horrible/ fake person and my body didn't react well. I will say "their" for the different art accounts they have but apologies in advance if specific pronouns were needed :/
So:
This is the meanest, ugliest and filed with hate message so far - and of course I'll reply to it. And I am the obsessed one? SURE. I've been sick for a year after their emails and I won't let it slide. Art is not a competition nor should it be a 'fight' imo.
I admire a looot of artists, including theirs from the get go, and I still do - I am in a constant struggle to not let any interference or inspo (colors, shapes, style, composition etc!) drive the way I draw or imagine drawings, but like anyone out there, I do get automatically inspired by many artists I come across. I am not sorry for that, I feed myself with different artworks because I just love art and love to be inspired. I've said to them sorry if my art tends to lean toward their style since I've seen it, I've liked many comics/ anime artists and it's just not from theirs only (I mainly love Dan Mora and that’s been the main inspo from the beginning not theirs so, it’s funny really), it's a multitude of inspo I am proud of to build my style or artworks. All my drawings or sketches are my OWN, and I've been drawing F1 stuff since 2018 (and I didn't even know Lia at all back then?) What is this mascarade, if only I knew?? Will not waste my time with the lies - or the way they seem to take everything the wrong way somehow (and see evil in everything). When I am just trying to be the best version of myself as person and artist, and it comes with its struggles for sure, but know I am doing my best, always. For the art style inspo, isn't everything inspiration from our own empiric feelings to make our own stuff afterwards? The dokidokistart artstyle itself is inspired from Evangelion art and Yoshiyuki Sadamoto lines of work, and that's very cool, nothing wrong with that imo. So why can't I love artists and draw my very own stuff?? In the end, My style is unique and it’s me.
About the other arguments - I am not fake kind, this is just the real me, the education I am proud of and I am a work in progress, leave it or take it, it's ok but don't put ill attempts on my person, when there's none. For the stamps (I won't put our WhatsApp convo in there, I've shown you the stamps to try them and I've asked if it's ok to use it just on some letters (so its non commercial), with a 2 days delay bc yes I forget things; your reply was that it was ok for me to use it- why not come forward if it wasn't ok back then? The incomprehension is total when it comes to them and the way they're just not straight forward. I am not in everybody's head, I do not have ill intentions, if there's an issue, just let me know.
About the post and Lewis flag itself-- I've seen what misplaced jealousy can make you say or do but this is way too much. I've just made a flag because my dear father asked me to do one for the past 6 months, so I've made one with Big Cartel dropshipping option. This is my artwork, I drew it from scratch, what does it have to do with any of their work?? A Lewis pic I've like popped off and I've drawn it with a flag, nothing fancy , a very generic drawing - a simple Lewis portrait for a race flag - why make it wrong or big deal? Why ruin this moment, I didn't do anything harmful and this is MY DRAWING and composition. This is just sick. Didn't know they'd invented race flags or notebooks (cf all cool artists I follow do awesome products similar to them. I should be gatekeeping Keychains too because when I started doing them, Lia did some too, you think?) Well no. I let everyone strive and do their thing, as long as they’re happy and it's their drawings.
I will keep bettering myself as an artist, I will keep drawing on my terms and live my life surrounded by caring people who know that I am not just an @ you can punch whenever. Please Lia do the same and forget about me forever.
X
#a reply#and then this subject is out of my brain forever#for my mental health#thanks for reading#and for the genuine support#souriadraws#liked my profile pic because I’m forgiving but it’s going to the bin again#thanks for understanding#i am not silent to injustice so yeah#f1#my dad loved the flag and was super happy#and you know what#it’s all that matters#I KNOW
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So, here are my thoughts on my little meow meows from the dlc (yes, I'm talking about the owls):
The first word that comes to my mind is ''victims''. These people are victims of the Eye, and of the game itself; the first one is easily explained by that one slide reel, which really broke my heart, in which one of those owls scans the Eye and then falls to the ground in horror after getting a nightmarish vision of what's to come. Just the expression on their face, man. I know I'm still pretty early in the dlc, but so far they present as people who just wanted to protect themselves, or take (very understandable) revenge. I'd say the former.
The second point sounds a bit strange, but it's the best way I can put it: they are "victims" of the game (this is not me saying the game did a bad thing, I think it's brilliant actually), in the sense that everything is made to give them a bad rep. The game itself warns you about being scary, and it's obvious that they're the ones you should fear, gigantic deer-owls with glowing eyes, intruding in our solar system with an eerie invisible ship filled with some dark and frightening mysteries.
But I find them sympathetic in every possible way. First, let's look at their stuff. Second only to Timber Hearth, the Stranger is the most welcoming place in the game. The only danger comes from the structures breaking; as a place itself, it's harmless (unless you're dumb enough to swim in rapids). It's way more friendly than Brittle Hollow and its horrifying annoying black hole, or the Ember Twin, which has the worst death in the game. Now, I'm not blaming this on the Nomai, they did what they could with what they had. But the owl people put a lot of effort into making their spaceship a perfect replica of nature, and they're the only ones to do that in the game. As for the contents and structures of the ship, you'll see a lot of personality - and art - there. Decorated houses, rugs and carpets with pretty geometrical patterns, custom furniture, and gorgeous paintings, not to mention the little stylized stuff, like the sun-shaped rotating plates on the doors. Then there's the decorations in the houses, and now we get to look at the owls as people. Their houses have individual and family portraits in them, which shows that they treasure family bonds, and in the slide reels, you can see that they are a pretty tight-knit community (barring that one portrait which is vandalized, which I'm sure will be relevant soon). You see them working together, sharing discoveries, and in that one very sad scene, comforting each other. To me, they are like the Nomai; an alien species of engineers/artists, who have a penchant for discovery, families, bonds, and an interest in the Eye. Oh, and a bunch of corpses lying around too.
But, unlike the nomai, they are presented as scary. Which definitely works, I am personally playing with a heart rate of 500 bpms, but they are only scary according to our horror clichés (and fear of the dark), and if you forget what they are: owls. Of course their eyes glow in the dark, they're owls. Of course it's dark as hell in their world, they're owls, nocturnal people. (I won't comment on the corpse-rooms yet because I'm not that far in the game.) And yeah, green fire is eerie, but all of their light-based tech is green. And having finally gotten the first jumpscare, I'll say... they're chill. Sure, it was terrifying, and for a second there I thought that bird was getting some slow-mo momentum to go for my fucking throat carnivorous style, but all they did was take a huge breath to... blow out my light. That's it. They just kicked me out of there.
So most of the things we find scary about them can just be explained by "they just live in the dark, man". They're just chill birds, who got betrayed by the one thing they worshipped, and are doing... something about it, not sure what yet. Sure, they're stupid huge and their eyes glow, but that's no reason to assume the worst in them. Or even fear them.
I'll wait till the sun comes back up to play though.
#this is a thought-in-progress since I'm probs only halfway through the dlc. for all I know I'll change my mind soon but I strongly doubt it#whatever these birdies are doing I am ON. THEIR. SIDE.#outer wilds spoilers#outer wilds#eote#eote spoilers#long post#I also like them immensely because investigating their stories doesn't require any flying :D
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Hello im lazysimpluna or you can call me Luna or Finley
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The pictures hight difference is by the way referenced by clowns drawing just so you know!
im not good at writing and my grammar isn't that great so forgive me for typos :'D I also didn't used Tumblr as much so I'm still
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Don't do Ai bots of my aus I'm doing alredy bots but it takes a bit I get really exausted after a bit of working on bots like I get sleepy and all it takes a bit I know I'm working on them for quite a while now but still have patients I'm also not an expert when it comes to bots I'm still learning!! ( not sure if I make any ais of the aus here I see idk)
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my pronounce are she/her, he him, im genderfluid and aroace ❤️
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I also take a while to understand things so be patient with me
(HSP ) I am a highly sensitive person
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I only speak English and German I can't speak other languages
I have 29 aus by now I might add more depending on what ideas I get ( idk for sure I know I have alredy alot and I didn't even developed alot of them enough I do want to put an line to it but I can't I love creating I love making it makes me happy so just be aware XD when I decide to do a blog for my other aus that I might not post alot about those depending on how I'm feeling ( maybe I post more when I get asks idk)
Socials : I have tik tok Instagram also yt I also have another Tumblr but I don't like that one as much atm it's more actually idk it was more meant for oploading ahit art and such but I don't feel the account anymore idk I'm weird xd so ig I might do a new main maybe?? Idk anyhow I'm the most active on tik tok name is lazysimpluna on all platforms!
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What's the Xmas au about??
What is the Xmas au about??
Well I think you can guess Basacally they make gifts for everyone
Wolly Julie yn and Sally are outside to check the houses and make them ready for Santa home to enter before he comes
Eddie brings the letters from everyone to Santa home
Frank makes sure everything goes after plan
Howdy does work both as a shop keeper but also helps around and carries heavy things
Poppy well she bakes
Barnaby also helps around!
They are also able to travel trough aus
If one of them talks it's gonna be red
Because I'm planning on bringing in this blog also other aus so stay tuned!
#art#artists on tumblr#artwork#digital art#digital illustration#digital painting#drawing#welcome home#wally darling#welcome home au#askxmasau#xmasau
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Ache
Gyokko x Reader
I feel like crying, so I made him cry too. This is an angst post, hurt/no comfort I am wanting to make him bleed right now and since I can't sort my other fic, this is how we're doing it.
Yes, I know I'm just having a bad day but if I'm gonna be sad, I might as well put it to use!
Anyways, kick back, relax and enjoy the pain~
-Glitchtricks
He didn't think the ache would be this strong.
He never thought that humans could hold so tightly to a feeling, he thought them to be as fleeting as the clouds in the sky on a warm summer's night.
Never once did he expect to miss you so dearly.
Gyokko sat at the foot of the lake he found all those nights ago, strange, honeyed eyes staring at the water’s glasslike surface, sorrow washing over him as he looked on. Where he would normally be thinking of ways to cloud the liquid in a myriad of colors, his mind only focused on the being that had enchanted him so many moons ago, how he had found them on their knees simply gathering water for their own needs. The Upper Moon remembers how wide you smiled at him, kindness blinding you. He remembered how excited you were to simply meet a demon like him, explaining how his kind fascinated you. You were unusual, but not quite unappealing. He liked that.
Your warmth stuck to his mind so annoyingly well, like an ink stain that cannot be removed. Gyokko didn’t think he’d long for it after you were gone. He recalls how for ages, each night, you’d be here, waiting, even calling out for a demon to approach you. Strange, but he supposed your tactics worked as less then a moment later, the Upper Moon Five found himself before you again, a delighted squeal leaving your lips. Gyokko was at a loss when you threw your arms around him, cheering about him coming back to you. He swiftly moved out of your arms, glaring at you.
“Don’t touch me like that!” He spat. If only he knew how much he’d miss that familiarity.
Gyokko shook his head when he realized that tears were dripping down his chin, spattering on the vase that held his usual form. No, no he can’t think of you, he can’t lose himself like this, not over a human. He was a being of divinity, of talent and breathtaking skill, a being that…felt empty. So very empty since he saw you last. He clenched his fists, trying to shove away the pain, the agony in favor of rage, resentment. No, he can’t mourn you, you and him were far too different!
So why did the bittersweet memory of you guiding him to your home come to mind? That affectionate smile of your beaming at him the entire way as you nattered on about your own life, your own form of art that took shape in the words you scribbled down in empty books and scraps of paper was all he could see, all he could hear. He couldn’t forget that, especially not the joy that you exuded from just showing him the meager poems you wrote. He didn’t know when he had shown up at your abandoned home, looking up at the sad structure from his pot. He knew you weren’t inside, so why did he cruelly hope you’d come out, greet him like you always did?
He’d always found himself drawn to your presence after you began discussing a hopeful romantic novel of star crossed lovers, your inspirations being the Shakespearian tragedy of Romeo and Juilet. You had many inspiring ideas, ones Gyokko would take back to his own sanctuary to create his own art from. The way your eyes lit up when he first presented a vase to you, painted with the silhouettes of the lovers from your story was etched into his demonic heart. You were practically screaming with utter delight at the gift, being the most enthusiastic person to ever accept such a thing from him. Not even the ever so carefree Douma had ever come close to emulating such joy, however, yours could never be emulated, you were far too genuine for such a thing.
Your scent still clung to each corner of your home, despite months having passed. Gyokko felt a pain in his chest as he wandered through your home, the memories of your sweetness tormenting his brain wherever he looked, the lights that used to illuminate the halls and rooms now like that of a fleeting dream. Changing to his true form, Gyokko found it easier for himself to get lost in everything that was encasing his senses. Looking to the ground, he saw one of the many bits of scrap paper you used to write your poems of love and infatuation upon, still stained with splotches of ink. He couldn’t resist, he was always weak for you. Plucking it from the floor, he began to read.
“Stepping through the mist, like midnight’s spell
He afforded no opportunities to fleeHer mind was encapsulated by him, her heart his to control
Fate so harsh on the pair, he was ripped away
The tides of time carried the maiden far
As night always intertwined with day.”
Tears settled on the paper in his webbed hands, sorrow crashing into him at full force. Was this how you viewed him and yourself? He wished he could ask such a thing, he wished he could just hear that sweet, fluttery voice of yours just one more time, to hear you prattle on about why you chose the words you did, how you planned your tales. He just wanted you back. Gyokko carefully traced the kanji of your handwriting, your name falling from his lips in a whisper, soft and desperate. Part of him wished you’d appear before him, lovingly wrapping your arms around his large frame with a joyous titter. Wishful thinking.
Slithering deeper into your home, your scent grew stronger as he reached your bedroom, which remained empty, and well kept, thanks to the care he found himself putting into the place. It was almost like a monument to you now, a tribute of sorts, perhaps even a way to say sorry despite you having vanished out of his life forever. Another wave of agonizing sadness filled the demon’s chest as he moved to your large, western style bed, a stack of old journals laying at its side. Gyokko got onto the bed, coiling around himself as the smell of you flooded his senses, new tears cascading down his face as the more painful memories began replaying in his mind like they always did on nights like this.
The cruel words he spewed at you, the tears that flooded down your soft cheeks, the look of utter betrayal in your eyes as he brought down the hammer of his misguided wrath upon you, tearing away at everything you loved, everything you cherished. He remembers ripping up your pride and joy that was your novel, screaming at you about how you were nothing but a sniveling worm, how he couldn’t understand why he wasted his time with someone like you, and overall just ripping your heart to ribbons. Your pain screams still rang in his ears as you cried out, yelling at him to leave, leave and never come back, how cruel he was to you after you simply wanted to connect, how you thought you had connected with him, forging a friendship of sorts. All of it filled Gyokko with so much sorrow and regret. He never meant any of what he said, he truly would even go as far to say he didn’t wish to break your spirit like that, not when you managed to become so much to him, not even batting an eye whenever he’d appear after feeding, fresh blood staining both sets of teeth. No, you always welcomed him with open arms, telling him your stories, speaking to him enthusiastically and listening to him so intently.
And he just drove you away after everything.
He couldn’t stop himself from beginning to sob as everything replayed in his mind, bowing his head in shame and regret.
“My sweet muse, I’m sorry…” He wept, shoulders shaking, chest aching in his remorse. “I never meant to say such things to you, you were never a worm, you were a goddess, something as divine as I…And yet, I ripped you apart…My heart, please let me apologize, please come back, please. Every moment without you is pure agony.” He pleaded, voice now breaking as he sobbed harder, knowing that you would never hear his pleas, knowing that you had vanished from his world.
Gyokko was left alone, aching for you, longing for your sweet touches and honeyed praises. All he saw when he closed his eyes was your smile, and it burned him like fire. All he heard in the silence were the memories of your voice, which stung like a slice of a sword. Everything about you that was left behind tormented him mercilessly. Deep down, he knew he had earned this, he had earned such a drastic loss. Everything was dreary for him, nothing truly sparked his enthrall anymore, nothing that didn’t feel like you would have liked.
The ache in his chest would never leave, for you had carved a hole in his heart, leaving a chasm that can never be filled.
#glitchwrites.notepad#gyokko x reader#demon slayer gyokko#kny x reader#kny angst#gyokko angst#angst fanfic#angst fic#I'm sad and wanted to cry so I made this#gyokko x reader angst
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Clip of back to back conversations with Araj Oblodra, the drow alchemist you meet in Moonrise who wants a sample of your blood and a bite from Astarion, when you meet her again in the city in Act 3 with a romanced Astarion in your party. Choices made in her conversation in act 2: gave her the PC's blood, backed up Astarion when he refused to bite her. This happens after there is a massive explosion in her home and she runs out.
Transcript below the cut
Astarion: And I will keep refusing until the end of time. I'm done bowing to the whims of others.
Araj Oblodra: Oh! My silk, what are the chances - it's /you/!
AO: Ah, and the heart-stopping bloodsucker. I hope you've changed your mind. My neck is yours, any time.
Tav: Astarion, we can leave if you don't want to be around her. (Astarion approves, Jaheira approves)
AO: Never say never.
AO: Forgive the mess. Your blood is far more volatile than I'd anticipated.
A: I'll be all right. Let's just get this over with.
T: Forget it. I saw how you made Astarion feel. I'm done with you. (Astarion approves)
AO: Nervous to see me again, is he? How sweet.
AO: But! We have quite a bit to discuss. What a wonder you came to my door just when you did.
AO: You see, it's /your/ blood that caused the conflagration you just witnessed. Imagine!
AO: It's a breakthrough in the sanguine arts the likes of which the world has never seen. The Grand Matriarch will have no choice but to restore House Oblodra after I present her with my research.
AO: But listen to me, rabbitting on about myself when I have you - the prize bleeder - on my very doorstep.
AO: If you'd come inside, we could discuss something far more exciting than drow politics.
AO: How I made him /feel/? What I propose goes well beyond such frivolities. We are talking about alchemical breakthroughss based on the blood that runs through /your/ veins, my friend!
T: And if it does?
A: I appreciate the thought, truly, but if this is something you want to look into…
A: Well, hearing her out won't kill us.
A: Well, death never stopped me before. I don't know why it should now.
AO: Now, now. I do think that's enough. When you see what I've been working on, bygones will all be bygones, I assure you.
The party follows Araj down to the lower level of her house.
A: If that's her 'formula' I can smell, it's even fouler than her blood. Gods below…
AO: Ah - a cosy little spot, isn't it? These four walls have witnessed greater alchemical triumphs than the keep of Urngath Dorrund!
AO: And now that you're here, the crown jewel of my research is soon to be faceted. All you have to do is drink Formula Gruna.
T: Formula Gruna?
AO: Well yes. Formulae Arkku through Fruak were spectacular failures. But Gruna - Gruna is different. Believe me!
T: What will this formula do?
A: Say no - the only thing she's offering is pain, and I- I don't want to see you hurt.
AO: When you first entered this home, you saw the incredible latent power within your blood exposed in all its nuances. Formula Gruna will unleash that power /within/ you.
AO: Risky. But - erm - safe!
T: I won't be drinking any mysterious formulas today, thanks.
AO: Not even for the betterment of the alchemical arts the realm over? Not event for /that/?
T: All right. Hand it over.
AO: Oh, marvellous. I've never been so excited for anything in all my days! Just - stand over there. Far over there. And drink up!
A: What are you doing? That had better go down the drain and not down your gullet.
Tav steps away and drinks the potion Araj gave them. An explosion occurs around them, doing low fire damage.
T (ambient): Am I… /explosive/?
T: You seem surprised. Had you expected me to die?
AO: Oh my- my heavens! You LIVED!
AO: This is incredible. I'm seeing stars!
T: Is this going to kill me?
AO: I'd hypothesised you wouldn't, my friend. And you've proven me absolutely correct.
AO: You are the world's first /detonative exsanguinator/. To put it simply: from this day on, your blood goes boom. big boom! Ahaha! It's incredible!
AO: All it needs is a spark.
AO: Certainly not. But it might do damage to anyone who makes you bleed without your express permission.
A: Naturally, I always ask first. I'm civilised, unlike you.
AO: There are other necks available for biting, of course. If you were so inclined.
T: Can you revert it?
T: You've had enough of my blood.
AO: What an odd question.
AO: Now, let me offer you a little treat. In exchange for the teensiest vial of your marvellous blood, I'll give you something that'll really throw your enemies for a loop.
AO: I'll only ask a /nominal/ fee in exchange.
AO: Now now, darling. Let's not be /rude/…
A: They said 'no'. You should learn the meaning of the word.
T: Why do you need /more/ of my blood so badly?
AO: My research will be quite worthless without proof. And my proof is running through your veins. I only need a tiny bit. Then - then my life will /truly/ begin.
T: I said /no/.
AO: Ah. I'd so hoped it wouldn't come to this. But I can't let my prize experiment walk out that door. I'd hoped to take a sample with your permission. But I can do without it.
Everyone rolls initiative.
#baldur's gate 3#bg3#bg3 spoilers#baldur's gate 3 spoilers#astarion#astarion ancunin#araj oblodra#if you say yes at the end you start trading instead of fighting#also gotta say. lots of good lines for astarion there that made me a little emo#but As A Lesbian. araj can get it. also i love her voice#Youtube#sil
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Weekly Update
09/17/2023 (Yeah I'm a day late, so what, wanna fight about it?)
Announcements/Reminders
Just a little reminder that I've slowed down production as far as writing goes. I'm still writing daily. Sometimes it's a sentence, sometimes it's 3k words, but I'm trying to be kinder to myself and remember that it's a hobby, not a job. I also really want to start my novel and stop pressuring myself to finish fics FIRST so I'm doing that.
Updates will still be happening for all my WIPS - see a comprehensive list of my current WIPs here - but I'm just not pressuring myself by setting deadlines. Thank you for still being supportive <3
ART ANNOUNCEMENTS
I'm taking art commissions! - Pricing - Follow my art blog: @melodymakesart
I did my first full color NSFW drawing! It can be seen HERE. It's a series, so there will be two more drawings coming out over the next couple weeks!
Fic Updates
So after taking last week off from working on my WIPs all together - (Note: I spent the week working on a Basil fic and also working on my Duke Leto fic) - I'm feeling a bit more refreshed and ready to get back into working on them again.
Fic Updates
Disclaimer - I never know which way the winds of inspiration will blow. Timeframes aren’t a promise/guarantee, they’re a goal.
Fic Updates Legend:
Blue - Update this week
Pink - Update in progress
Red - Backburner Fic (not currently working on. See WIP list for status)
You can find my current WIP list here
Chaptered Fic Updates
Always Yours, Never Mine - Chapter 4 is in progress, hoping to have the next update out either next week or the week after!
The Fractured Moon - Chapter 4 is in progress for this one as well. I'm not going to promise an update for next week but I'm actively working on it.
Mini-series Updates
Feeling You Can’t Fight - Okay, I've been putting off editing this one for so long and idk why but I'm going to get it done and posted on Wednesday 09/20/2023 this week!
Worth the Risk - That's right, babygirl is making her way back into my scope. You guys voted on this poll to give me an idea of what you wanted me to work on (not including TFM and AYNM) so I put this back in my field of view since you all seemed to want it so bad!
Remember to look at my WIP list for other backburner fics - There are many not included above lol).
AI Character Bot Updates
I currently have the following bots on my list that I’m working on. If you have any suggestions or additions you’d like, please feel free to ask! I won’t make every single one I get asked for but I’ll make some of them as I get time!
DBF Jake and Steven (I already did Marc...did I ever post him? I thought I did but maybe not)
Patient Steven and Marc
Moon Knight Rescue scenario
Am I missing any? Don't see one on the list that you want to add? Send me an inbox or private message! No promises, but if I like the idea I'll make an AI bot.
Note: Yes it's taking me forever to make them SHUT UP
I think that's all for now! Much love!
Don't forget to follow my other blogs:
@melodymakesart - My art blog
@lockandkeynovel - The blog for my original fiction novel, Lock & Key
@melodyreadsfanfiction - The blog where I reblog works I intend to read, a good place for fanfic readers to follow!
@melodygatesupdates - This is where I'll reblog any chapter updates for my fics and whatnot. This is what I use instead of a tag list!
#melody gates weekly updates#melody talks#melodys weekly updates#miguel o'hara#across the spiderverse#marc spector#steven grant#moon knight#jake lockley
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Finally Back Home!
Finally! School is out and everyone is free to go back home and relax after a stressful semester. The Reeves Siblings head off to the airport to catch their flight back home.
Luna, Benji and Malcolm are heading to Mt Komorebi.
And Gideon is putting plans in motion.
Veronica: Mom called me before we got here, she says you are in BIG trouble. She took your PlayStation and Switch away
Xavier: This isn't fair! I just wanted to see you guys, why am I being PUNISHED!
Sams: Be so serious! What if something happened
Xavier: But nothing happened! This is the worst! You guys gotta help me!! Dad listens to you Veroinca, talk to him for me!
Veronica: Should I? You were pretty cozy with Vaghun the other day. Maybe you should ask him to vouch for you Xavier Omg Veronica! Please I'm begging!
Sams: Don't mind Veronica. Just get mom to give dad a few kisses and he'll forget all about it.
Xaxier: I knew I could count on you, Sams. That's why you are my favourite.
Veronica: Remember you said that Little Xavier.
Xaxier: *Hmph* You don't scare me!
Grayson grunts and throws himself against his chair" You guys I'm in distress! I am conflicted!"
Veronica: What the hell is wrong with you? Is it Alaia?
Grayson:...Kinda and another issue came up but I think it's more dangerous
Sams: What's happening now?
Grayson: You know Su? he works at the art gallery as my supervisor? Veronica: What about Su?
Grayson: I dunno but I think he likes me? it's just.. I don't know the way he acts and how he speaks with me makes it seem that way
Veronica: Does he make you uncomfortable? should I beat his ass for you?
Grayson: No! no nothing like that...it doesn't make me feel bad at all but like...I don't know. I kinda like it? the attention I mean!
Veronica: What about Gideon? you guys are always tied to the hip
Sams: The better question is, Do you like Su the way you like Gideon or do you just like the attention you're getting. Those are two different things!
Grayson: I still love Grayson very much. With all my heart! It just Su seems very intense...I don't know how to describe it!
Xaxiver: ugh this conversation is BORING. Let's talk about something else! Are you guys going to come back for my birthday!
Veronica: I think you should talk to Mom about this Grayson and yes Xavier we wouldn't miss it for the world.
Grayson: You're right! mom knows best
The Reeves siblings are finally home. Everyone is excited to be under one roof again! While everyone is catching up, Xavier tries to sneak upstairs so he doesn't have to deal with his parent's anger but he fails
Brayden: Where do you think you're going huh?! What if something happened to you? You couldn't wait a couple days Xavier?
Blair: Honey, I was so worried! what would I do if something happened
Xavier: I'm sorry! I really am!! I was safe and I came back in one piece
Blair: Your punishment is on hold due to the holidays, but no PlayStation, no Switch, no T.V. From school straight home, no hanging out with friends. The duration is still pending
Xavier: What am I supposed to do!! You're basically sending me to my death
Brayden: You'll be fine
Xavier: Omg Mom! Let's talk about this!
Blair: You won't smooth talk your way out of this one
Xavier grunts in annoyance "Ugh this isn't fair!" and runs up into his room
Blair: Do you think we were too hard on him?
Brayden: No! don't weaken your heart! He'll be fine!
#my sims#sims 4#sims 4 screenshots#sims 4 gameplay#sims 4 legacy#sims#sims 4 creator#sims 4 maxis match#sims 4 cas#thereevesfamily#black simblr#black simmer#black sims 4#black sims cc#black sims of color#ts4 gameplay#ts4 stories#ts4 story#the sims 4#the sims community#simblr#Veronica stands on business about her siblings
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I suddenly want to see how Blake would be if she had a bit of Dr.Grey's personalty.
I really hope I got the right girl.
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Blake: Good news! She missed your lower intestine, and any vital points in your circulatory system.
Weiss: That's good.
Blake: No, honey; you had a flaming spear inside of you. That's the opposite of good. Now, remember to not put too much strain on yourself, or else you could reopen the wound. And believe me, it won't be pretty.
Weiss: Duly noted, but if you call me anything other than ma'am, I will shove a flaming spear inside of you.
Blake: Ooh! You're hostile! I'd love to psychoanalyze you.
Oscar: (Ozpin) It's good to see alright, Ms. Schnee. We'll need you for the coming fight.
Blake: ...So, there's a little boy who sounds like my old Headmaster. Anybody want to introduce me?
Oscar: (Ozpin) I am Ozpin, former living headmaster of Beacon Academy. Upon my death, I was resurrected into the soul of young Oscar Pine here, who has been an unhelpful nuisance other than a mode of transport.
Oscar: Then feel free to get out of the vehicle. I'll even park so you can walk out safely.
Blake: Ooh, forget you! I'm gonna psychoanalyze them! Wait, no, that's not fair. Psychoanalyses for everyone!
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Blake: Excuse me! ...Where did you find that sword?
Pyrrha: Uh, in an ancient ruin outside Shade.
Blake: Uh-huh, and are you certain it's man-made?
Pyrrha: Why wouldn't it be?
Blake: Well, for starters, it isn't using human technology. It just emitted an arcane wave pulse. Very deadly. And pretty! May I?
Pyrrha: Uh, sure?
Blake: ...Ah, I thought so. Magical catalyst. I've seen this countless times.
Pyrrha: Countless times? Um, you seem to know a lot about magic.
Blake: I'm a genius with an IQ of 240. A girl can only cut open so many soldiers before she needs to find a hobby.
Oscar: Um, I don't feel very safe around you anymore.
Oscar: Neither do I.
Blake: I sewed them back up, Mr. and Mrs. Panicky. Thank you very much!
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Blake: Move out of the way! Doctor coming through!
Sun: Argh, dammit!
Blake: Oof! That is a LOT of blood.
Weiss: Yes, please fix him. Without any creepiness.
Blake: Only if you hold back your snarkiness.
Weiss: ...I am not snarky.
Yang: Weiss-
Weiss: I am not snarky! Besides, even if I aas, which I'm not, at least I was able to capture that prisoner.
Sun: Ow!
Blake: Oh, don't be a baby. It's no different from sewing a coin purse. Or a sheep bladder.
Sun: (Hisses, Winces)
Blake: There. You should be all good-
Sun: (Tries to get up) Great, Doctor, because I need to get back in the fight-
Blake: -AFTER you rest for three days.
Sun: What?! Ow!
Blake: You lost a lot of blood. It'll take a few days to replace what you lost. Until then, you are on comfy bedrest.
Neptune: So nothing's changed?
Sun: Haha...
Yang: I just got word he's awake.
Weiss: Good. Maybe we can finally get some answers from him.
Blake: Excuse me, I was kind of busy saving your friend's life. Did you say the prisoner was awake? If so, I'd like to speak with him... alone.
Yang: What? Why?
Blake: Well, if you recall, he and his friends turned everyone on my island into piles of ash and gore, and the sand into glass. Anyone that violent would certainly benefit from a... psychoanalysis check-up.
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Blake: Hello!
Thug: Do whatever you want! I'll never break!
Blake: Hm, I see. And tell me, do you know where we are? This is a remote research facilty designed to study the surrounding wildlife. I did an internship just like it in grad school. It has a laboratory, an incinerator, and oodles of state-of-the-art surgical equipment and chemicals! Would you like me to show you~?
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Blake: His name is Tyler Diggs, he's ex-White Fang, and he was kind enough to hand over the coordinates to a nearby radio jammer!
Weiss: That's... insane. How did you do it?
Blake: I just had him weigh his option between severing his spine and not severing!
Yang: Are... Are you insane?
Blake: No, silly! I'm Dr. Belladonna! Ha! Dad joke!
Yang: Uh, can we go see him?
Blake: Of course! Let me just go put him back together.
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Blake: Oh, it's been so long since I've done field research. I'm glad you invited me out here. I going a little crazy with all the whining and complaining. "Oh, my blood hurt!" "Nobody told me to bring my medical record!" "Please stop drawing blood, I'm feeling tired!"
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Blake: Ruby, if you could, can you have Crescent Rose perform a thermal scan of the area?
Ruby: Oh, uh, sure! ...Um, sweetie?
Penny: YES, CAPTAIN MOMMY?
Ruby: Can you get Mommy, um, a thermal... sweater... from the base?
Penny: YES, MOMMY.
Blake: If you put the AI of a killing machine into a sniper rifle-scythe, you don't cut corners.
Qrow: Uh, wouldn't it be safer to give Ruby full control of the weapon?
Blake: Oh, no, no, no! You see, I had already run the tests, and came to the indisputable conclusion that we are all safer with Penny in charge than Ruby, who had the weapon for eight seconds, and sent fifteen of our own people to the hospital. We were BIH-ZEE that day.
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Blake: Well, this is certainly one of the more interesting symbiotic relationships I have ever seen. But maybe you and the sword should take some time to breathe and talk things out.
Jaune: Oh, really? Well, uh-
Blake: Right after I administer some electroshock therapy.
Sword of Destruction: RUN, YOU FOOL!
Jaune: Um, no thank you! (Sprints away) NO THANK YOU!
Blake: WE'VE GOT A RUNNER~!
Jaune: YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE! YOU'RE CHASING A TRACK-RUNNER LETTERMAN!
Blake: RUNNING ONLY MAKES ME WANT YOU MORE!
#rwby#blake belladonna#red vs blue#red versus blue#weiss schnee#oscar pine#ozpin#pyrrha nikos#sun wukong#neptune vasilias#yang xiao long#ruby rose#penny Polendina#Qrow Branwen#jaune arc
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heres my rant for today: (sorry in advance for long post)
i hate how modern art communities have to “fandom-ify” every single new trendy thing literally DAYS (and sometimes even hours) after it drops. i know this is a lot of the same sentiment as those people that just go “popular thing bad” but honestly it really puts me off some medias because i dont want to associate with anyone else who likes it
do we really need a million different fan ocs and aus for EVERYTHING? and like, i know its nothing new, obviously we have the onceler and undertale aus to look back on, but its exhausting at this point because while those communities were presumably genuine, in the present day it just feels like the fandom equivalent to an industry plant. and most people dont even stick with the thing they decide to make their entire personality!!
remember when spiderverse came out and everyone made spidersonas? who can you name thats actually drawn their spidersona more than once? it feels like everyone just trend hops, and yes i know thats how the internet is but its just exhausting especially when it brings down otherwise creative and inspired works
fnaf security breach: everyone makes fnaf aus and glamrock animatronics, then spiderverse as previously mentioned, then welcome home dropped and thats becoming a shitshow with how yall are fandomizing what is essentially a small creator telling their ocs lore in a creative way, and now its happening with digital circus. im so tired of seeing projects that are cool and visually appealing becoming a cesspit of bland, unoriginal aus and piles of fanart only to get dropped when the new shiny comes out
and i wanna elaborate on welcome home for a second because i know damn well if one of these people who makes “daddy dom priest wally is actually the devil” aus had an oc they loved, and someone came along and made their own aus of it in the same way, that person would bitch and cry oc theft. some people dont even change up the characters design, like how entitled do you have to be to essentially just steal someones oc and call it your own? it disgusts me how people are treating clown and honestly i wish they would put the series on indefinite hiatus or complete their story privately to teach these people a lesson
another thing that puts me off is how every piece of media has to have the “fandom daddy” for lack of a better term. glamrock freddy, hobie brown, wally darling, or jax, its all the same thing repackaged; someones gotta be the tumblr sexyman. its so tiring—ESPECIALLY as a lesbian who doesnt really wanna center men in my life at all—to wanna see fanart of the media you like and its only: “heres the one character everyones horny for drawn in a totally different and more sexualized body type” with everyone in the comments salivating over them. i really like digital circus! but all i see are people who would walk across a mile of broken glass just to suck a fart out of jax’ ass. what about the other interesting characters? why does EVERY conversation with popular media have to be about “which guy is the most fuckable” (guy specifically because come on, when has a female character been the highlight of attention; using the previous example have you seen ONE person talking about digital circus that even remembers zooble exists)
it feels like nobody can appreciate work anymore without having to claim some form of ownership over it, to say “hey this thing is so popular and important that it is now a part of my identity!! look at my millions of ocs that i will draw one time and never again!” im just tired of people being unable to passively interact with media they enjoy and everyone seeming to fight over and prove some connection to the things they like
tldr: im tired of everyone in the art community making heaps of fanart, aus, and fan ocs for stuff the second it gets popular and then totally forgetting about it the next time something else gets popular
(and before yall bring up hyperfixations: i am autistic; i understand having so much love for a piece of media for a short while and then dropping it for no reason and its heart shattering; BUT AT THE SAME TIME this pattern is on oxford to me and its on such a large scale that it infects the greater art community as a whole)
That is indeed the nature of media consumer at its finest. I do feel like it is more appearent now due to the way most social media algorithm works. They only show what is trending at the moment, so naturally, we are exposed only to this specific thing until another trend eventually takes over.
Even artists who never create fan content can be influenced to do so by looking at the other artists, be it to dive in along the hype for the popularity of it, for the geniune fun, for the sense of community, and many more reasons.
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my favourite bits and things i noticed when watching heartstopper 🍂
9th time watching notes but most are my first reaction opinions too
this is from april 28 2022 in my notes app but i wanted to put it here because i keep going back to read all my notes i wanna hear other peoples notes ahh !! (it’s long i’m sorry)
EPISODE 1
- the first time they look at eachother, charlie sees nick is attractive.
- as much as i hate b*n h*pe, “you’re so cute” charlie’s smile after
- nick and charlie literally just saying “hi” to eachother everyday even tho they hardly know eachother or have never interacted
- the smiley face on charlie’s hand stays there until the next day
- tao buying elles drink because he forgets she’s not hanging out with them
- charlie staring at nick “golden
- retriever”
- just them in the bathroom while nick washed pen off him, charlie didn’t NEED to be there but he was
- “… and likes being with me” - charlie to tori when she asks what type of guy hed like
episode 1
> “i like being with you” - nick,
episode 6
- nick when he looks at charlie
- *asks about charlie playing the drums* “that’s so cool” he’s so ahh
- isaacs face or snicker when tao says something funny
- “ where is your can do attitude” “oh she left, long ago”
- rugby lads cheering when he catches the ball
- charlie getting along with most of the rugby lads eventually
- 1 2 3 squeeze
- tao and elle looking at everyone after school wondering where the other is
- nicks concern watching charlie go to the music block instead of leaving
- nick following just to check he was okay, he didn’t even know if something was actually up he just wanted to know he was okay
- “you say sorry a lot” “don’t”
- nick smiling at thank you x
EPISODE 2
- nick literally stalking charlie’s insta
- the way they both can’t decide what the fuck to text eachother
- nick making sure charlie is really okay
- “but i am your friend and i do care”
- charlie actually telling someone about everything
- nick upset for charlie and angry at ben for what he did
- “please don’t ever talk to him again” PROTECTIVE
- ❤️
- nicks smile at the ❤️ then the realisation of “fuck im smiling at this”
- elles teacher is so sweet
- “bisexual people exist” charlie you’ll never guess what
- art teachers and art classrooms being safety - relatable
- elle painting on her pencil case !! she’s just like me ahh
- “monster munch” DARCY MY BELOVED
- “chin length or above rule” thinks about taos hair
- “best gal pals”
- “you should come round my house and hang out with me meet her”
- charlie checking his hair
- “you look… it looks great” no he looks great ? right…
- nick “you’re just good at everything” babe you like him
- charlie wearing nicks jumper that’s definitely too big “that one looks fine”
- THE SNOW ALL OF THE SNOW SCENES AHHHH
- lying on the floor together
- nick taking pictures of them both
- them just talking
- nicks mum “you seem more yourself around him” and nick hiding an excited/happy face “do i?”
- nick wanting to hang out again
- tao watching the boys play rugby because charlie plays now
- “we’ve been hanging out non stop”
- “he’s been acting a little bit flirty sometimes” homies
- “nick likes a girl” literally where bitch ?
- tao protective bestie ily
- “her names tara jones” charlie i have something to tell you
- nick shouting charlie just to wave at him
- “i wanna believe in romance” me too isaac me too
- “straightest person i’ve ever seen” i don’t think elle has seen straight people before…
- the group hug
- darcy and tara giggling “do you have a boyfriend” “yes i have a girlfriend” “oh whoops”
- “what, what’s up” he just leans closer he wants to be a good friend ahhhhh
- THEYRE LESBIANS !
- hanging out at charlie’s whoooooo
- the drums. the way nick looks at charlie, the way charlie holds nicks hands, they’re sitting so close
- charlie fell asleep watching a film
- the way nick looks at him, the wanting to hold his hand
- the spark animations when their hands are close
- they both didn’t want nick to leave
- “you look so cuddly like that” THE HUG
- *leaves in bi panic”
- nick looking at insta again
- why am i like this
- he’s just looking at their pictures together
- “am i gay” it’s funny because i did the same. the feeling of probably knowing but wanting confirmation from literally anything
EPISODE 3
- the conversion therapy and homophobia pages, the “if this is me my life is gonna change so much”
- imogen my beloved idk why people hate you, you’re just living your life
- the hearts on her head are so cute
- they’re talking about girls, and he’s like “but charlie tho”
- “do you wanna go to harry’s party… with me” WITH HIM, go together
- “IM SCREAMING AJDBSJSBSISBF” me too
- isaac completely ignoring the messsges lmao
- “ive been looking for you”
- the way they just stand in the middle not moving
- “she loves you more than me” do all parents like their kids friends more than their own kids lmao
- “well it’s not old times anymore” she’s so cute
- “i don’t think he’s there to see harry to be honest” true
- tara coming out to nick is so special to me
- “he’s probably my best friend right now”
- “that’s homophobic harry”
- “and i really don’t like you” HAHAHAH L FOR HARRY
- taos bedroom is my favourite, the polaroids on the wall are so cute
- tao and elle holding hands ahh
- nick frantically searching for charlie mans is down bad
- charlie sticking up for himself to ben
- tao and elle deep chat :D
- imogen’s dancing is so cute
- i actually like her she just has a boy crush
- “i’m gonna go find my friend” nick lmao
- nick being proud at harrys party when he sees darcy and tara kissing , also having a moment of realisation that he wants that for himself
- the subtle pride flag overlay on tara and darcy
- he looks so relieved to find charlie
- “ben?” he’s so concerned
- “i’m so proud” HAND HOLDING
- theyre still holding hands
- “wanna race”
- running through the corridor feels romantic and i don’t know why
- “you just going to assume they’re a she” he’s so inclusive
- charlie’s realisation that nick may not be straight
- nicks questioning his identity rn, it’s crisis time
- S H O E S
- their fingers touching
- “would you kiss me”
- “yeah” fuck
- they both look so unsure but ready and i just can’t
- properly holding hands
- they just lean in again
- the flower animations are so cute
- nick panicking when harry calls for him
- bAnTuH i hate him
- nick going back for charlie and he’s not there
- charlie’s dad telling him it’s okay “i’ve got you” he’s the best
- he ran. in the rain. to talk in person
EPISODE 4
- idiot endearing
- nicks smile at charlie in his pyjamas
- charlie blurting out everything’s while nick stands there like “bitch”
- NICKS HURT FACE “i shouldn’t have kisses you”
- the way he holds his face and they kiss again
- they’re both confusing eachother
- “full on gay-crisis” same
- the hug. they just hug and they look safe
- charlie smiling at him
- he just cries
- secret
- the borrowing the umbrella
- charlie just runs out in his pyjamas
- “did i forget something” yeah a kiss
- nicks so happy
- imogen messing with his hair is so cute
- his hair sicking up on the side bro please fix it
- <imogen3
- they’re so happy looking at eachother they look like their hearts are about to explode
- tara and darcy kiss
- “there’s a boy in there waiting for you”
- hand holding under the table
- “you’re nothing like him”
- “a lot of gay people are good at sports charlie” comic teacher reference
- charlie really trying to tackle
- “maybe you’re a lesbian and you have no idea” protect these children
- “i’m not like homophobic, im an ally” she’s so funny
- “it’s not even like they’re dating” “unless they are “ isaac you’re so right
- nicks so nice he hangs around with the wrong people im sad
- “i won’t say anything about us” nick looks kinda sad
- charlie and elle
- darcy and charlie friendship
- she just guessed
- “nothing but my gay intuition”
- nick looking kinda sad about not telling people
- isaacs giggle in the background
- nick wanting to help and not looks suspicious
- he goes to check on him
- you got mud on your face, he’s so cute
- the pink tint and leaves
- isaac just knows
- he looks really confused ahh
EPISODE 5
- isaac flipping the board lmao
- tao and elle pillow fight
- i assumed he was coming anyway
- “you don’t have to” “no i am” about charlie’s present
- nick sticking up for them
- “you came” “of course i did”
- nick not questioning anything about elle
- the fact they all suck at bowling apart from nick and elle is my favourite
- they went to hug but didn’t
- nick won
- “you have strong rugby arms”
- “i thought you liked me arms”
- F L I R T I N G
- “tao, tao no it’s his birthday” she doesn’t want charlie upset ahh
- nick paying
- “i’ll ask so accept a can of coke, if your paying” the way he said it is so funny
- nick hearing the argument
- bi lighting
- “hes, hes, hes my… friend” nick looks so sad
- he wants to be out so bad but he doesn’t even know as what yet
- the. hug
- nick and tao talking is so awkward lmao
- tao and elle running to machines
- nick trying to get donut teddies
- “i didn’t know how to say no… and then her dog died” charlie why are you smiling
- “i wish i’d known then what i know now”
- the stickers and the photo ahh charlie’s smile
- “i really like you” “you like me” “wasn’t that obvious”
- WAWLT
- “i wanna kiss you so bad right now” “okay”
- this scene is just so incredibly cute
- tao and elle playing games together
- isaac on the coin machines is so relatable
- charlie and nick racing
- “you wanna get slushies” “god yes”
- the stars for elles realisation she really likes tao, the game noises too
- the talk with imogen
- “do you ever feel like you’re only doing things just because everyone else is”
- he is so special to me
- they’re besties now i decided that
- “you’re proper thick about girls sometimes” harry guess what he’s daring a boy
EPISODE 6
- “best lgbt movies”
- the fact he’s watched mamma mia 4 times this year already says something lmao
- the realisation from the film
- “girlfriends 🏳️🌈” they’re cute
- “i think i have a crush on tao” bestie tell him
- “i think you hurt his feelings” “good” lmao
- tara reading the mean comments is so sad
- tara and darcy just sitting together is my favourite
- “sit and gossip with your friends” bestie
- anti-homophobia cheese
- nick and charlie lying on the blanket together
- the subtle hand hold
- “it’s a good suggestion”
- nick sitting up looking like he’s about to cry
- charlie still not wanting to force nick to spend time with him
- NICK TELLING TARA ! HE LOOKS SO RELIEVED
- darcy actually scaring tara lmao
- nick waving at charlie he looks so proud of his bf
- “we’ve found another one” another queer lets goo
- “im waiting for your mum actually”
- D O U B L E D A T E
- milkshakes whooo
- “kissing you was one of the things that made me realise i don’t like kissing guys” “happy to help”
- it feels good to have told someone he wants to be public so badly
- “i didn’t realise you were in a committed relationship” tori
- s i p
- nick catching charlie staring
- “i told her we’re going out”
- TACKLE HUG
- “that’s amazing” “you’re amazing”
- “i wanted to tell them”
- the way nick rolls them over
- “i’ve never been on a date” “me neither… wanna go on one”
- happy charlie stims
- darcys bedroom is my favourite
- “we are such meddling gays”
- “you’re just here for the milkshakes then” i would too
- a second round
- bubble gum i’d definitely not a crime charlie
- chocolate is also good tho
- “we can share, we are on a date” he’s so cute
- “we should go on a date just us”
- charlie nervous rambling
- “we should”
- “what do you mean” darcy is so cute i can’t
- “sort of no boys allowed conversation”
- “we though it would be fun to go on a triple date”
- “you and charlie”
- “charlie im SO happy for you”
- isaac definitely guessed
- elle and tao sharing headphones
- “i really love you” “i love you too” they’re so cute
- charlie letting nick play the drums again ahh
- telling charlie about his bisexual research “i think that might be me”
- tHe DoOr… oopsie
- darcys stickers on her phone
- “talk to me” the way they can just talk to eachother
- “i just wanna live my life” “we can do that” THEM AND ALWAYS THEM
- “you seem gay enough to me”
- it’s like hide and seek
- homophobiaaaa
- something about how nick crashes through the door…
- HAND HOLDING
- “you know i can’t run l relatable
- “thanks boy i kissed one time” “no problem girl i kissed one time” besties
- nick looks so proud of charlie
- the hearts when elle looks at tao
EPISODE 7
- “older sister magic”
- tori just knew
- charlie telling tori ahhhh
- you know you know
- charlie’s dad is a hero he just is
- HUGS
- they look so safe together
- “you kind of are a gay nerd” “shut up rugby lad” flirting
- they look so sad when they see ben and harry
- c h a r
- “uh, wow that just slipped out”
- “it’s cute” “now im never calling you it again” teasing
- L they jumped
- H A N D H O L D I N G
- their pinkies locked
- “you’re a dork”
- interlocked h a n d h o l d i n g
- “nicks not even my type” HE LOOKED SO SAD
- he ran after himmmmmmmm
- “im used it it” NICK LOOKS SO SAD FOR HIM
- charlie’s dad to the rescue
- nick back to F I G H T
- nick defending his bf
- h o t
- “probably used to it by now”
- s l u r throws up
- BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HIM
- GET HIMMM
- “he just used a really bad word”
- “charlie’s a really special friend isn’t he” SHE KNOWS
- “yeah he is” he really is
- not tired playing rn
- charlie ignoring his alarm
- “you clearly didn’t get hugged much as a child” im dead
- charlie is so concerned noo
- they both look so sad
- “you shouldn’t have to be” (used to it)
- he’s so angry about the boys bullying charlie
- “you’re not allowed to say the s word
- nicks head on charlie’s shoulder, my head in my hands
- any other way sobs
- charlie’s lunch… flashes of volume 3
- “is there something actually going on between nick and charlie” uh oh
- everyone but tao knows
- tao noooo
- charlie’s draft messsges break my heart
- the way tao stands on the stairs gets me every time
- nick looks so sad when charlie’s talking about how things are his fault
- the way they both instantly knew it would be tao
- the lads booing nick for breaking up the fight
EPISODE 8
- he tried to apologise
- man’s angry banging on the drums
- tori best big sister ever
- “both my fault by the way” charlie nooo
- charlie telling tori about ben
- “maybe i do just ruin peoples lives, and it would be better if i didn’t exist” CHARLIE BABY NO
- “you’re not ruining my life” they just sit and hug ahh
- nick wants to have lunch together
- he said nooo
- nick sitting with tao cause he thought charlie would be there
- tao and nick talks >>>>>>
- nicks concerned about charlie
- darcys “fake injury to get out of this” relatable
- surely nobody is actually this excited about sports daycinematic
- setup lmao
- charlie still avoiding nick my heart hurts
- “i haven’t signed up for an event” bestie same
- “there aren’t any sports day events on in the art block” that’s sad
- “don’t let anyone make you disappear”
- charlie switching bibs, running for him
- he apologised
- charlie winning lets go bestie
- he stuck up for himself
- charlie and tao besties again
- tara and darcys kiss
- go isaac !
- charlie holding isaacs book for him
- the butterflies for taos realisation he likes elle
- nicks face when he can’t find charlie
- charlie sitting with isaac besties
- when he sees charlie
- the flower animations
- walking to him
- HES RUNNING
- go get him
- HAND HOLDING
- IN
- PUBLIC
- imogen’s smile
- isaac isn’t phased lmao
- “i don’t wanna break up”
- “my life is way better because i met you”
- “kindest, most thoughtful, caring and amazing in the whole world”
- “i want us to be together”
- “you’re my favourite person”
- “i need you to believe me”
- “i believe you”
- K I S S
- they’re so cute
- they’re on their date
- ALICE CAMEO
- he’s so happy they’re at the beach
- hands on the face when they kiss is my favourite
- THE PHOTOBOOTH
- he teases throwing him off
- “what if i came out” baby
- “im definitely bisexual” bi king ily
- platonic bffs lmao
- “i wanna tell the people who matter”
- “oh my god i like you so much, and i love liking you”
- “I LIKE CHARLIE SPRING INAROMANTICWAYNOTJUSTAFRIENDWAY”
- they’re literally perfect
- his shoes are wet wtf
- he carried him all the way back
- charlie lying on nicks chest is so cute
- he’s home
- thinks about telling her
- he’s ahhhh
- “you know charlie’s my best friend”
- “he’s my boyfriend, charlie’s my boyfriend” he said it
- his mums reaction is my favourite
- she’s so sweet
- “it’s called bisexuality” sir
- he’s crying
- THE MONTAGE KILLS ME
- THEYRE ADORABLE
- CRYING
- SOBBING
- FAVES
- WHEN IS IT MY TURN TO BE HAPPY
- “we’re gonna tell people”
- HAPPINESS
- they deserve all the happiness ever and nothing bad
EXTRAS / THROUGHOUT
- nick wearing his blue jumper more when he sees charlie after charlie wears it at his house
- [gay panic]
- taos insults are the best
- nellie always lying on nicks bed with him
- the way nick sits with his arms crossed
- darcys rainbow tie dye jumper is EVERYTHING
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Passenger costume voice lines
Assign secretary:
Elliot: What did you find in Time, mysterious owner of the black market?
Passenger: The past, Elliot. I am always looking for the past. Maybe I can find belonging from the rules of the cacti and sands. The answer of fate that you and I do not know.
Convo 1:
P: I hated everything there. Even though following that gold coin meant compromising fate, I had to leave Sargon.
E: But I am still here, Sand Soldier. You can't get away from everything that is yours. The word fate has been fixed between you and me.
Convo 2:
P: Sargon will leave scars on your body. In the eyes of your employer, you are as weak as a poor feathered beast. I have forgotten the feeling of being whipped. Do you hate them?
E: No. I know how they ended up, from your eyes. Fortunately, you don't seem to regret it.
Convo 3:
E: Your expression didn't give me answers. Didn't you put all of that into flames?
P: There is a square in the black market where you can gaze at the sky. Do you remember what the night reminds you of? I claimed that it was a cremation, but when the conspiracy succeeded and the flames spread, I didn't think of the face of my esteemed teacher.
E1 Convo:
P: "The Gift of Thorne". Do you remember its first part?
E: Bury the morals into the yellow sand, to deceive a guard who happened to lose his son, and obtain that inferior Arts unit? And..."The Gift of Thorne"? What will Teacher give to the conspirators, Passenger?
E2 Convo:
E: Tell me, has Oripathy changed our lives? Do you feel pain? What will disease turn me into? Has the conspirators miscalculated?
P: You're trembling, poor Elliot. Forget about those motives. Right now, I'm just sighing at its beauty in front of the mirror.
High Trust 1:
P: Spring has the most business, summer is embellished with festivals. Autumn is a good time for leaving Ibut to seek profit. Finally, winter is the season of war. These are the seasons of Sargon, the four seasons you will loathe.
E: But, the stars can be seen clearly on summer nights in Ibut.
High Trust 2:
Elliot: The imagined dream is really amazing. How should I get along with you, future Doctor? If I had met you earlier-
Passenger: No. Doctor does not exist in any point between you and me. They belong to my time. Let them go ahead, I have high hopes for them.
High Trust 3:
Elliot: A Vouivre, and that "Doctor". Are you asking for their mercy?
Passenger: No. I just want to be my prophet, or become someone else's prophet. The prolonged nothingness is far more torturous than illness... Elliot, listen to me, I'm a little tired.
Idle: ... Sleep, my Elliot. After sleeping, we will have the same dream. Dreaming that you became me, and that I was still you.
Operator Reporting In:
Passenger: Have I flipped open the fate of days past?
Elliot: No, this is just a dream. A dream that you avoided. My future.
Watching Combat Records:
Elliot: I see some conspiracies from time to time...
Passenger: Yes, Elliot. And those fights, and those materialistic desires. They are everywhere.
E1:
Passenger: Oripathy leaves me with not much of a future. I wish that Rhodes Island can quickly take advantage of my value.
Elliot: Wrong. Nobody on Rhodes Island can satisfy your self-destructive tendencies. It is not that they are too kind, but you are too harsh. This is Elliot Glover's judgment.
E2:
Elliot: Will you see Sargon's winter when you wake up? Will you sleep in eternal summer? Must I become you?
Passenger: Prophecy is just a disguise of fate. Sleep peacefully, Elliot. You shape me, and I make you. Until the moment not mentioned in prophecy arrives.
Assign to Team:
Elliot: Why do you not pick more companions? This is inefficient.
Passenger: You will understand. Many things will make you understand it.
Assign to Team Leader: Elliot will surely ask me: How does an empty soul truly lead others?
Operation Sortie: I still remember the feeling on my back when carrying my heavily injured teacher. That is the feeling of war. War can be profitable.
Operation Start: Once, all my battles were for one purpose. If you lose your purpose, then hand the struggle back to the past.
Select Operator 1: The right to execute.
Select Operator 2: Do you still remember the feeling of flowing sand?
Deploy 1: My battle weapons will do as you wish.
Deploy 2: And "people" are the final weapons.
In Combat 1: I still remember how these devices were born.
In Combat 2: What can you gain by fighting in the name of your esteemed mentor?
In Combat 3: Emotions do not bring victory.
In Combat 4: Revenge has ended.
4* operation:
Elliot: There is no snow in the winter of the black market. Can I still see snow?
Passenger: You will. It's just that in that silvery white world, there is no longer anything you are familiar with.
3* operation:
Elliot: Your tricks will catch up with everyone. Is that how you became the owner of the black market?
Passenger: Yes, you will too, Elliot. I am very certain. You won't let anyone go.
2* operation:
Passenger: Did you see the way the punished ones ran away?
Elliot: I see. I wonder if those Columbians look at me that way too?
Failed operation:
Passenger: The moments we were allowed to make mistakes have bygone. We are fighting an overly powerful enemy.
Elliot: Fate? No, it's ourselves.
Assign to Station:
Elliot: Does Rhodes Island give you peace of mind?
Passenger: This is the effect of caffeine.
Poke: Don't wake him up, okay?
Poke with Trust Bubble:
Passenger: Treasure your memories. Treasure the moments when you were still filled with emotions.
Elliot: I understand. At least I can still understand.
Greeting: I dreamed of a future. In the changing four seasons, everything returns to nothingness. There are neither nightmares nor sweet dreams, only... darkness. That is indeed the answer of fate, Elliot. That darkness doesn't represent anything, only... nothingness itself.
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