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kyluxtrashpit · 9 months
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Kylo shakes the first time Hux touches him without his gloves. It's gentle, just a soft caress of his face, yet he trembles all the same, overcome. Ashamed, he tries to pull away but Hux cups his face, pulls him forward and Kylo shivers again, helpless to do anything but follow
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radcats · 6 months
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im gonna put my two cents in about izzy's death (even tho literally no one asked)
however you feel about izzy's death (im mad but u can feel however u want im not ur mum) we have to discuss what david jenkins is now saying about it. because i saw a spoiler for the ep and spent a two hour lecture convincing myself that if they do it right maybe it will make sense (they didnt but again, not the point rn).
but djenkins tweeting that "there is no show without izzy" and telling that interviewer "ghosts are real in the show" can mean one of two things.
either hes trying to make people feel better, and izzy is not coming back at all, which is simply getting peoples hopes up and will eventually let the fans down (again)
or izzy is going to come back. which is still not good because it means they "killed him" off for shock factor.
now when they did this with lucius it made sense. it was done for shock factor yes, but the shock of "holy shit look what ed has done. look what izzy and stede have pushed him to do. hes gone completely over the edge." and lucius was killed in a way that he could come back from. no one saw him die. there was not a funeral for him. he just, swam off.
we saw izzy die, so if they bring him back with magic or as a ghost or whatever, it was still done for shock, and made the ending to season two feel (imo) very similar to the ending of season one. the (possible) loss of a beloved character, except one made sense, and kept the fans on tenterhooks, and one just pissed people off. doing the same trick in both series feels like bad writing to me, like djenkins doesnt know how to tie up loose ends.
either way, how he is acting after izzy's death doesnt sit right with me and i dont wike it.
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lilithsaga · 2 months
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When daylight savings time messes up your internal clock but you're also not ready to adjust until a few days later...
I'll get my life together tomorrow I think... 🥴
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likesdoodling · 9 months
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This is colouring practice take two-
I really wanted to try out this skin tutorial I found, along with some hair shading too.
If you're wondering why she's crying?
Feel free to come up with whatever reason you feel like.
I was just feeling very... Tired today. I managed to forget that I had a headache while drawing this, but yeah... My inspiration tends to lean towards however I'm feeling at the time so make of that what you will.
Though a good sleep should deal with my headache.
Hopefully.
ANyhoO
What better way to vent your frustrations than through art?
On a totally unrelated note, I discovered- the day before I had to leave for camp two weeks ago- that stress is wonderful fuel for disturbingly morbid inspiration!
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And before I stop, I just want to say that I am SO proud of this thing-
Like. It turned out almost exactly how I wanted it to!
EHEHEHEHEHE
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madmutts · 8 months
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oh, now i fell bad about wanting to ask about it-
subject change, but have you or donnie ever had a partner before?
It's ok! And nope! I'm aroace and Tello is already married to his tech hdjfjdj /hj
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orangechickenpillow · 9 months
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Love that when it comes to Betty, Bill is very much "the only one who can insult you is me." Like he's an asshole to her but he's not about to tolerate anyone else being an asshole to her
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I got tagged by the lovely @kylobith and @nihilizzzm for the favorite books post, which is so hard for me because I am certain I’m forgetting something crucial and/or will change my mind two seconds later. But here goes:
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If you’re interested and haven’t already posted, @quillofspirit or @fizzyxcustard ♥️
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lynxgriffin · 1 year
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I wonder what Susie thinks of all those Suselle fanfictions Noelle keeps hidden under her bed?
Well, tackled that joke a little bit in the Paper Trail Complete Edition PDF. ;) Buuuuut she probably would not even conceive for a while that all the stories are supposed to be about her!
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leavemetoplaythesims · 9 months
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i think i've decided to romance astarion
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atornpageold · 1 year
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i’ve been rewatching way too much game of thrones and my mind did a thing. i don’t even know what half of this is.
1.1k mess of words (cw: brief mentions of sex as negotiating i guess?)
"Now, my dear prince, I am sure we can come to some sort of agreement." 
Obi-Wan liked to believe that he possessed some charm that would help Prince Skywalker see that an alliance between their two kingdoms was mutually beneficial for all parties, especially if Skywalker were to commit his men to the cause. In the Force, he could feel the swirl of emotions coming from the other side of the table; temptation and indecision at war. He understood that the choice he had put the young man in was not easy—it had been the very same choice he had needed to make months ago. There were many moments of self-doubt in the time that followed, but Obi-Wan believed that he was doing what was best for his people. He needed to believe that, or perhaps the cause would be lost. 
The man on the other side shifted, sitting taller in his chair and looking as regal as true royalty should. For a moment, Obi-Wan wondered if his ancestors had once looked the same before the King who Knelt. He knew he certainly didn't; he had been raised as lord, ready to lead his ancestral home and land, but never with the title of king attached to his name. No, that had been a surprise all its own. 
"I assume you want our army," Prince Skywalker said, blue eyes meeting blue. The color of his eyes was stark against his tan skin and dark curly blonde hair. 
Tatooine's army had been a brief and passing thought, but it was tempting now that the prince had brought it up. Obi-Wan's army wasn't small, but he knew the enemy forces were significant. Outmaneuvering them had been and would continue to be the main focus. But if the prince was offering...
"More men would, of course, be welcomed."
The prince raised a brow at that. "Anything else besides my soldiers and my safety?" 
That had been the original request—the safe passage of Obi-Wan's forces through Tatooine lands. For days after becoming king, he had painstakingly looked at every angle and kingdom to find the best advantage to surround the capital city. The safest choice was sending half his army to the south, to Tatooine, and then marching north. The path to victory would be a bloody one. 
But the crown needed to answer for their injustice. 
That was why he was here, sitting in this tent with two of his most trusted advisers and looking across at the prince of the desert kingdom. 
"That's more than I could hope for."
The prince sat back, the fingers of his right hand tapping against the arm of the chair in some pattern. For a flashing moment, Obi-Wan wanted to still that movement, wrap those fingers up in his own. The prince was by no means unattractive; he was confident the other man had suitors lining up from all walks of life just for a chance at a conversation. Perhaps, if he was desperate enough, that option could be on the table—he wasn't above using his body as a form of persuasion. Not if it got him the results he wanted, and it certainly wouldn't be a hardship to kriff the handsome prince. But that could come later, much later, and only if words and other methods failed horribly. 
One of the prince's advisers leaned down to whisper in his ear, her montrals brushing against his shoulder. The prince nodded, and the adviser moved away, studying Obi-Wan with intelligent and calculating eyes. 
"And how do I know you wouldn't betray me? Send your army here and take my kingdom?" 
Obi-Wan returned his gaze to the prince, his most charming smile gracing his lips. "Is my word not enough?"
"You're asking me to betray the king of the Sith and all its kingdoms. You can understand why we would want something a little more solid."
It wasn't an unreasonable request. Had he been in Skywalker's position, he probably would have asked for the same thing. This was where his true talent lay, the negotiating table. All those years of being groomed in diplomacy were perhaps finally ready to pay off. 
"What would you suggest?"
The prince and his adviser exchanged a brief glance before she stepped forward again.
"We would like to propose a temporary Force-bond," her voice was confident and firm, unafraid to speak even though she couldn't have been more than twenty summers. 
"I'm sorry?" Quinlan Vos, one of his advisers (mainly because the second Obi-Wan had decided to march south, he was already gathering the men but also because he had been his friend for as long as he could remember), asked in surprise.
"A temporary Force-bond," she repeated slowly.  
Obi-Wan wanted to roll his eyes because, yes, they had understood that part. It was the fact that they were suggesting the bond in the first place that was the surprise. While temporary Force-bonds were convenient in terms of an alliance such as this, they were also rare, as most people didn't want someone else in their head. They also tended to have... unique side effects. But still, the idea that you could feel your bonded's emotions through the link made the act of betrayal difficult. 
"And if we were to agree," Obi-Wan began, eyeing the pair across the table with curious eyes, "what guarantees do we have that you won't try to take advantage of our bond?"
Skywalker scoffed. "Unlike you, I don't have a stake in this. This is personal for you," he paused, his gaze turning sympathetic. "I am sorry for your loss. I don't believe it was said yet." 
Obi-Wan nodded firmly in acknowledgment. 
"Tatooine has primarily been outside Sith control for over a hundred years, living outside the fold. However, it would be gratifying to be our own kingdom again," Anakin smiled. "That we have in common."
Obi-Wan nodded, even as Vos began arguing again about the temporary Force-bond. In the Force, he could feel his guide pacing anxiously outside the tent, and he wondered what that image looked like; a sizeable gray loth-wolf, two humans tall, pacing back and forth in front of the cloth. Around him, the volume of the voices grew.
"I'll do it," he answered loudly, and Vos turned his head, his left eye twitching. 
"Are you mad?" His adviser shouted.
"We both have the same goal; to be our own kingdoms again," he nodded to the prince. "I don't see why this alliance can't achieve that." With both armies fighting for their freedom, there were better chances they would win.
"And besides," Obi-Wan continued, "it's only a temporary bond."
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gendrie · 1 year
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eddard viii
eddard stark passionately defended dany’s life and dont any of you EVER forget it
“have you forgotten who is king here?” “no have you?” biiiitch
ned QUIT
"titles are cheap faceless men are expensive" and littlefinger says if they sent a FM after her dany would be as good as dead. tbh i think theres a 0% chance they dont fuck with dany and, more importantly, her dragons in the near future. pro bono too. 
catelyn vi 
say what you will about catelyn but i like that she reflects upon her own actions.
brynden tully! i love him
"your home is in my heart" people romanticize/sexualize comments like this among family in asoiaf but its, usually, just familial love. i’ll never find it weird to associate your family members with home and heart
a bastard exists near catelyn and she feels angry *and* guilty
lord nestor speaks very highly of mya
catelyn meets two gnc women who wear mail, pants and have short hair and she compares both to.....sansa
lysa and catelyn proving that sometimes sisters cant stand each other as adults bc of conflicting interests and 15 yr old drama despite an infinite number of anecdotal posts from tumblr users insisting that never happens
hoster and bynden’s lifelong feud also mentioned in this chap
"catelyn wanted to slap her" lol the real sibling shit 
eddard ix
barra and her mother are breaking ned's heart (and mine) 
ned sees jons face "so like a younger version of his own" and then reflects about bastards and mens lusts
jaime is about to piss me off
ned takes responsibility for what catelyn did bc hes a real man
littlefinger ran outta there so fast his sigil should be a roadrunner. meep! meep!
3 against 20????????????? oh thats just wrong. arya knew tho huh
ned crawls thru the mud in agony to cradle jory’s body - a lowborn member of his household and ned grieves him. arya is not alone in that. 
this whole moment parallels arya + ned, jaime + joffrey, and sansa + littlefinger so intensely
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frostybearpaws · 3 months
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guess I'll throw this out here too
I'm looking for a little advise because I have reached a point that I don't really know how to cross and I would rather not scrap this idea because I think it's interesting and I want to be able to work it into the story I'm writing.
So I'm in the planning/world building stage of crafting a fantasy-sci-fi story and I have a race of humanoids called Vanthions who, through magic, cannot be killed, but have the life span of humans (70-100 years) and age which eventually leads to death. (Basically it doesn't matter how much damage you inflict upon them they will always heal and come back to life until their lives are lived to the last allotted second.)
One of my main characters is a Vanthion and was basically born into a murder cult that profits off of killing and preparing bodies for commercial use (think butchering/meat processing, leather making, bone carving, and taxidermy) members are not allowed to leave, they are required to kill and their status within their society is based around how high their body count is, this character wants nothing more than to leave. As you can imagine they are riddling with guilt, internalized hated, and rage.
The trouble is that I'm running into is that I'm having difficulty articulating how temporary immortality mixed with death cult would realistically effect morality and empathy in a person and I am trying very not to cross into edge lord/unstoppable marry sue territory.
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lowkeiloki · 1 year
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drawing fluff isnt enough, i need to smosh the characters together into a ball like polymer clay
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rosalinastan · 3 months
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i think that maybe there was an animal at one point bigger than the blue whale but like since the places that used to be ocean and aren't anymore is kinda our one good source of old water beast bones, wouldn't those places have been shallower water to begin with? so the really big stuff probably lived in areas that are still really deep today, and it's not like anything on land could have drug them out of the water really. idk there's probably reasons why i'm wrong or papers about how this could be true and i could definitely find them if i reallllllly wanted to, but i'm not gonna
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bookwyrminspiration · 11 months
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writing fics about characters that the fandom routinely talks about how misunderstood, stereotyped, and frequently poorly portrayed they are is a special kind of self inflicted hell and yet. here I am. burning
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candyheartedchy · 1 year
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If DK and Bloom Koopa ends up having a fanchild, What would it look like as part Koopa and Part Kong.
I don’t know, I don’t really see them having a fankid.
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