#boundaries crossed

[pokemon-cards-hourly]

#pokemon #pokemon cards #tcg #mahou #buneary #boundaries crossed #black & white

[lovepokemontcg]

illus. Shin Nagasawa "Stoutland" from Boundaries Crossed

#stoutland #Shin Nagasawa #boundaries crossed #pokemon #pokemon cards #normal

[blackbonnet-io]

OFMD S2 Spoilers

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I don’t normally make posts but episode 6 & 7 were DELICIOUS in their conflict ☺️ am i in absolute pain over stede and ed breaking up YES, do I understand its for the better ALSO YES

#they really are what an adult relationship looks like #its fear and panic #boundaries crossed #people changing but not exactly growing #they came back together knowing they needed each other but still not sure how to BE TOGETHER #ITS SO GOOD #BUT SO PAINFUL #AND MEDIOCRE WHITE MAN STEDE THINKING HES HOT SHIT AND THEN IMMEDIATELY LOSING #BECAUSE HES A DICK #our flag means death #ofmd #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd spoilers #ofmd s2 #ofmd season 2

[trainerjoshie]

Pokémon TCG BW Dragons Exalted (2012), Boundaries Crossed (2012) & Plasma Storm (2013) illustrations by Shigenori Negishi ⭐️⭐️

#pokémon #official art #card art #pokémon trading card game #tcg #pokemon #shigenori negishi #pokémon black and white #boundaries crossed #dragons exalted #plasma storm #lairon #baltoy #venipede #electabuzz #magnemite #maractus

[dunsparce-database]

Boundaries Crossed #111 (Kagemaru Himeno)

#dunsparce #pokemon #kagemaru himeno #boundaries crossed #pokemon tcg

[catcrumb]

#crumb #obviously i don't mean innocuous stuff im talking abt people crossing boundaries

[give-soup-please]

we need to talk about the fact that for many of the posters in season one, they are literally on opposite sides and/or have a dividing line between them

and now they're literally crossed over in some way for the season 2 posters

THEY'RE LITERALLY ON THEIR OWN SIDE NOW, PEOPLE!

CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS?

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #losing my mind again #yeah uh #can we fucking talk about the crossing of established boundaries as a narrative device? #yes i know it's obvious #but like #LOOK

[orionsangel86]

You know every single fandom ever has done the merman AU. There is a mountain of fanfiction and fanart out there for merman AUs. You think of a popular ship, I guarantee you there is merman AU fanworks of it.

OFMD just decided to bring the merman AU to canon for a hot moment. A bold move. A batshit crazy move. A fucking power move in my opinion. Anyone doubting this show was for fandom can no longer doubt it. Call it cringe or embarassing all you like, but I am so fucking impressed they did that. Amazing. 10/10 no notes. Sorry to any Kiwi's present but Rhys Darby makes for a very hunky merman too. They fully dedicated themselves to getting New Zealands funny uncle into a proper silicon merman tale, complete with pretty flowy fins and actual GLITTER and made him swim up to Taika Waititi underwater in a recreation of that scene from Splash. No one is doing it like them. I think the only way a show could top this is somehow bringing omegaverse to the silver screen... but that is perhaps a tad too far across the fandom/canon divide!

#ofmd #ofmd s2 #ofmd s2 spoilers #blackbonnet #our flag means death #rhys darby #taika waititi #stede bonnet #edward teach #there is only one other person alive willing to cross these fandom boundaries #and that person is neil gaiman #i hope he watches ofmd and takes it as a challenge #the only way to top this is to put david tennant and michael sheen through just as much carnage in gos3 #i dare him

[inkskinned]

am i gonna put you in the book acknowledgements am i gonna be able to say your name without flinching am i ever gonna get a word in edgewise am i ever gonna recover the time i spent with you. computer virus kid; i arrived in your life already begging to be let in. somehow insecure i could even be your friend. like you had a line outside the door and we were all shifting our weight, begging.

you're so fucking good at that - at making people feel like they need to earn you, like you're a commodity none of us can afford. no kindness or careful communication could work on you - you were so good at just going-ghost, about deciding someone just wasn't cool-enough. something about that is super ironic. even the parts of it that weren't romantic felt like a romance book. i wanted you to like me so badly i scrubbed myself clean just so you'd spare me - what. your favor? a look?

okay okay okay. it's just a friendship - if it was even true that we were friends, if you even saw me as someone you trusted. on reddit someone would tell me girl literally just cut her out of your life, it's not that difficult. even i was aware of how fucked up the whole situation was. like, why the fuck do i even care about your approval? you're like, not even that fun to be around. you are often a little bit cruel.

but for almost four years of my life, i thought i had found someone like me. somebody who liked the same things i do. someone who liked to read and who liked making jokes with esoteric references and who spent maybe too much time on the internet and who was absolutely a little bit pretentious. i don't know, something about that was powerful and addictive.

i keep thinking about our last conversation. about how i said - okay, enough is enough. you pushed me too far, you really hurt my feelings.

and how you laughed and said - you think you're the victim?

#spilled ink #warm up #writeblr #she physically assaulted me and then screamed in my face #but not before sh'ing first and blaming it on me #while she was locked in my bathroom. at 1 in the morning #while i begged her to please just calm down and to try taking a deep breath and to go to sleep #and then she was like - ur just like my abuser #bc she had screamed in my face which was triggering to me and i froze like a deer in the headlights #and since i had shut down at that point evidently i was the problem child #i know she is out there telling our mutual friends i abandoned her and it makes me SO pissed off #like dude you spent so much fucking time forgiving & forgetting that your decrepit asshole of a boyfriend #pushed me down in the fucking hallway #but noooo hes <3 troubled <3 at 43 and divorced #bc according to you it's important that u don't '''see anyone as a monster'' #but god forbid i not handle you SCREAMING IN MY FACE #i couldnt even get you to say sorry for crossing my original and only boundary you were like ''what did you want me to do'' #babe i said 'the bf is not allowed around here he scares me and u said ur broken up with him' #that was the thing i wanted you to do: not fucking invite him to WHERE I LIVED #godddd typing this shit out and knowing it's only 2% of what actually happened makes me feel pathetic #i can't believe i let you treat me like that. you were a TERRIBLE friend.

[pokemon-cards-hourly]

#pokemon #pokemon cards #tcg #kanako eo #squirtle #boundaries crossed #black & white

[clotpoleofcamelot]

[insp]

#gwaine's necklace can be something so personal #eoin still wearing gwaine's necklace can be something so personal #i have been newly informed and now can correct myself: #eoin wearing his necklace when playing gwaine can be something so personal #i don’t want to cross boundaries as i know (or i can guess) it’s very personal to eoin. but i like the depth it brings to gwaine #anyway eoin i love you #my merlin incorrect quotes #original post #incorrect merlin #incorrect quotes #incorrect merlin quotes #merlin incorrect quotes #gwaine #bbcm #bbc merlin #bbcmerlin #merlin emrys #merlin #mergwaine #merwaine #1k #2k #3k #4k

[trainerjoshie]

Pokémon TCG BW Noble Victories, Dragon Explorers, Dragon Exalted & Boundaries Crossed illustrations by the incredible Tomokazu Komiya !! 😍👏🏼

#pokémon #official art #card art #pokémon trading card game #tcg #pokemon #pokémon black and white #noble victories #dragon explorers #dragon exalted #boundaries crossed #tomokazu komiya #drilbur #audino #pidove #trubbish #pawniard #timburr

[thevalleyisjolly]

Headcanon that post-canon Caleb has never actually adopted a cat himself.  Rather, his friends are regularly gifting him a never-ending stream of cats, which over the years has included:

Schatz, a little munchkin cat from Veth, who delights in taking and hiding little trinkets around the house.  Many inkpots (not always empty), jacket buttons, and Dynasty-style earrings have been claimed for Schatz’ secret hoards over the years and she has no intention of stopping.

Dashilla, a gangly rescue cat with one eye from Jester and Fjord.  She appeared on their ship one day after they left port in Port Damali, and her favourite person in the entire world is Fjord.  They couldn’t keep her for allergy reasons, hence why she is now biting Caleb’s hand whenever he lets his guard down.

A fully grown moorbounder named Blümchen from Yasha, who bought her as a mount during a stopover in Asarius and really bonded with her.  Yasha returned home to Zadash with her; when the fantasy HOA objected, Beau joked that they should give Blümchen to Caleb and Yasha fully committed to the bit.

Charly, an absolutely enormous Norwegian forest cat which Caduceus found in the Savalirwood.  Spends his days climbing up to the roof to sunbathe and menacing all rodent lifeforms who so much as twitch a whisker in the cottage’s direction.

Motherfucker, a spotted cat from Beau.  Her name was originally going to be Professor, but Beau called her Motherfucker so much that it’s the only thing she responds to now.  Was found abandoned behind the Beaurebar one evening, and is the most affectionate cat in the world to everyone except for Beau (hence the name).  Also nicknamed “Pop Pop” because one simply cannot tell visitors that one’s cat is named Motherfucker.

A whole entire litter of kittens, also from Jester and Fjord, from a ship’s cat on a Stone’s Throw ship.  Their names are Brötchen, Pumpernickel, Knödel, Pfeffernüsse, and Spritzkuchen, and they came with a basket of the best (slightly stale) pastries from around the Lucidian Ocean.

Kaiser, the most regal stray that the streets of Darktow have ever produced.  Kingsley claims that the large roguish scar on his cheek is from Kaiser and that he needs someone to take this hellcat off his hands.  It would probably be more believable if Kaiser weren’t the laziest tyrant to ever claim the cat basket for himself.

Hansel and Gretel, separate presents from Astrid and Eadwulf respectively.  Hansel is both an apology and a bribe from Astrid for making Caleb the student counsellor at the Academy.  No explanation was given for Gretel, Eadwulf just knocked on his door one day, dumped a yowling tabby in Caleb’s arms, and left without saying anything.

Perle, a pure white cat who technically belongs to Essek.  Technically.  It’s just that he’s always on the move trying to avoid capture by both the Dynasty and the Empire, and he would really appreciate it if someone could look after his cat for him until things are a little safer?  Of course he would have to visit often to check in on Perle, and maybe his Zemnian friend too while he’s at it.

#critical role #caleb widogast #the mighty nein #not all of the cats overlap at the same time because caleb's cottage is only so big even with magic #he had to build a special stable for blümchen in the garden and keeping them all inside is a bigger challenge than spell creation #caleb's cat sanctuary: a seventh level spell that sets a magical boundary around a given area which cats cannot cross

[asha-mage]

One thing I can't stop thinking about ever since I finished Awakening is Robin's mother.

Because can you imagine the courage, the strength of will it must have taken to steal away her son from Plegia? To flee?

She was raised her whole life to believe in Grima, in the teachings of the Grimleal, she watched her country burn from the Crusades fought by Ylisse- watched Plegians slaughtered for their faith, watched their country impoverished and occupied. It's easy to imagine her as someone who hated Ylisse, who was a fervent believer in Grima, who leapt at the chance to help continue the Fell Dragon's bloodline with Validar.

And then imagine her laying there after the birth, holding her infant son marked with symbol of Grima and realizing that none of that mattered, not in the least bit beside this tiny life, beside her son. Her son who is their prophesied chosen one, who is the hope of generations of Plegians- who is destined to be the vessel of the Fell Dragon, the herald of the end of days, the bringer of vengeance on their enemies, the remaker of earth. Their messiah. Her messiah.

And it doesn't matter. Because it will mean his death. She dosen't want the rapture if it means he has to be sacrificed to bring it about, she don't want him to be the messiah because she knows that means one day he will be crucified.

And so she runs. She takes her infant son from the cradle and leaves behind everything she has ever known, and everything that might have been- a life as the mother of the messiah, a life of status and riches and comfort- and she goes to the one place the Grimleal will never think to look for them. She goes to Ylisse, where the armies still recall the screams of her people, where the faithful of Naga would cut her son down if they knew the least part of what he was. And she raises him there in secret, for twenty years living in hiding in the country of her enemies, because it's the only place her son will be safe. Because she loves him to much to let him be doomed by fate.

What must it have felt like one day, when he walked out the door and never came home? Did she search for him? Did she fear that the Grimleal had found them at last? Did she hear what happened at Southtown and wonder if he was among the dead: if all that, if twenty years of hiding and running and living in secret- had all ended in nothing more then a random bandit attack and bad luck? Or did she refuse to believe any such thing? Did she keep searching, keep wandering, unable to believe that the prophesied messiah would meet such a ignominious end?

What must if felt like when she heard that Plegia was going to war with Ylisse? Did she consider going back to the country she had abandoned, the people she had betrayed? Did she regret for a moment, that they would not have the vessel of Grima to lend them his strength?

And after the war what must it have been like, for every bell in Ylisstol to be ringing with victory, the new Exalt King riding back fresh from the field of battle, leading the triumphant procession of his soldiers....and beside him is her boy. Shoulder to shoulder, knee to knee as they ride side by side through the streets. Her boy with his silver hair and bright eyes gazing up at the Exalt King, the son of the man who crusaded against his mother country, with such love and devotion in his eyes as few people have ever witnessed. Was she happy? Disgusted? Horrified? Scared for him? Did it click then, the wild tales of the amnesiac strategist that the Shepherds had found in a field- rumors that had begun around the same time her boy had vanished?

Did she ever think about coming forward? When the wedding was announced? When Lucina's birth (her granddaughter, blood of Grima and Naga both, but her granddaughter first) was declared? When war broke out with Valm and her boy took command of the armies marching to defend Ylisse?

And why didn't she come forward? Did she fear sparking him to remember if they met again? Did she fear bringing out the truth with her mere presence? Shattering the strange fairy tale her son had stumbled into? Did she fear what the Exalt King would do if he learned his beloved groom was Plegian, let alone the blood of the Fell Dragon? What would happen to her granddaughter if the faithful of Naga learned she had both the Exalt's brand the blood of Grima? Did she stay in hiding to protect them both, even as the dead ravaged the land and the end of days drew closer, praying for her boy to find whatever happiness he could while he could?

Did she watch the Grimleal march to the Table and know the end she had struggled against had come? Did she see that massive dragon rise from across the horizon and know despair? Did she watch it die, it's skeleton fall to the earth, and grieve, even as the rest of the world cheered and sang of their salvation? Did she walk to that great corpse and weep from the need to lay hands on her son one more time- only to see others crying around the dragon's skull- the Shepherds not triumphant but mourning, calling out for Robin hoping against hope that he still lived? Did Chrom spot her, like a ghost, a phantom, on the horizon, just for a moment before she was gone again?

Did she go back to their hidden home, the place they had lived in secret among their enemies....and find a boy laying on her doorstep with his silver hair and bright eyes but no cursed mark upon his hand? Did Robin find his way back in that moment, to the connection he had forgotten, the mother who saved him from being raised to be a lamb for slaughter?

Did he open his eyes, and with Grima gone, finally remember her?

#FE: Awakening #fire emblem: awakening #awakening #robin #chrom #chrobin #robin's mother #grima #fe:a #fe13 #fire emblem 13 #lucina #fe: awakening meta #I think? #this may cross the boundary into fic #listen I beat this game and I am very Not Well About It

[oikasugayama]

MDNI soukoku smut ok bye

Chuuya only remembers one thing Dazai said to him that led to their current predicament. He can't recall what got them to this point in conversation and he doesn't know what made Dazai so bold on a Tuesday afternoon. They were paired up again, across their agencies' borders. A special infiltration that required their specific skill sets. They were working.

So why were Dazai's lips on his neck?

"This is fucking weird," Chuuya huffs, pushing Dazai back with two hands pressed to his chest. "Why would we even do this? I can't stand you."

"Haven't you always wanted me to shut my big, stupid mouth?" Dazai leans in close, so close that their noses are nearly touching, that Chuuya can see himself reflected in Dazai's dark brown eyes. "Why not shut it with your cock?"

Now Chuuya huffs, fingers tightening in Dazai's hair. Dazai's really enjoying this, he thinks. Spread out, long and lithe in nothing but his underwear, his face in Chuuya's crotch and mouth stuffed full-- his face is the perfect picture of content. If Chuuya had room to think around the fuzzy edges of his quickly approaching orgasm he'd think-- he'd think-- shit, he can't think anything at all.

"Dazai," he says as warning, the shaky tone of his voice conveying all it needs to. The brunet's eyes flutter open, looking up through his lashes at his former partner. He doesn't change anything else, not his speed or his movement or the flicking of his tongue against the underside of Chuuya's shaft.

"Dazai," he says again, sharper and with more urgency, as he cums straight down the back of his throat. Chuuya's eyes close, his chest heaving, and he falls back against his hotel room pillows, feeling the type of effortless weightlessness that only an orgasm can bring.

Dazai gives him only a moment of peace before he's crawling back into Chuuya's personal space and purring in his ear "What can Chuuya do to return the favor?"

Inspired by this fan art @iwamimimimi-after-dark

#soukoku #chuuya x dazai #dazai x chuuya #bsd smut #bungo stray dogs smut #idk man i can't sleep #of course their first time crossing that boundary is dazai's idea and Chuuya is like wtf bro..........okay sure #soukoku smut