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simplyhughes · 1 day
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A Hughes Summer: The Arrival
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Synopsis: A Hughes Summer is an ongoing series about a HughesSister!Reader x Connor Bedard! This will follow multiple scenarios of their summer together spent at the infamous Hughes Lake House! If there are any specific scenarios you’d like to see, please let me know! Thanks for reading!
Content Warning: none!
Pairing: Connor Bedard x Hughes!Reader
Part One
wc: 1k
Navigating dating the best rookie in the league while being surrounded by three brothers, all notable players themselves has been extremely chaotic, to say the least. Hockey has permeated all corners of my life, not that I necessarily mind, but being born into a hockey family has definitely altered my taste in men. Connor, my boyfriend, and my trio of brothers have clashed on the ice before, obscured by layers of gear, battling fiercely for the puck. But today marks the moment of formal introduction, and I can't deny the flutter of nerves within me. My brothers are intense; Quinn has this odd maternal instinct toward me, Jack is just downright wild... and with Luke, I'm actually not too concerned, as long as I keep him supplied with a snack to gnaw on.
As the 2024 hockey season drew to a close, Connor and I made the spontaneous decision to embark on a road trip from Chicago to Michigan, where I planned to introduce him to the beloved Hughes summer lake house tradition. Every summer for as long as I can remember, my family has spent the majority of the summer in Michigan, lounging at the lake house. With every mile closer to our destination, my heart quickened its pace, anticipation mingled with nerves as the moment of collision between my two worlds drew near. Yet, amidst my own jitters, I couldn't help but notice the anxiety radiating from the driver's seat beside me, where Connor sat, his nerves seemingly even more pronounced than mine.
It seemed like he was on a timer; every couple of minutes, he dragged his palms against his thighs, wiping his sweat to keep his grip on the wheel. In between that, he’d run his hands through his hair and check his reflection in the rearview mirror. After watching him do this a few times, I couldn't help but chuckle. Connor glanced over at me before turning back to the road and smiled. “What?” he chuckled back at me.
“You are just cute, that's all,” I replied, still with a smile plastered on my face.
“Oh yeah?”
“For Sure”
The car fell into silence for a minute. It was a comfortable silence, but you couldn't help but feel bad that he was nervous. “Connie, they are gonna love you. I promise.”
“I really hope so, y/n.”
“I know they don't know you yet, but I do know they already admire your skill and drive. But they are gonna love you, promise.”
Connor looked at me, his eyes softened and gave me his signature lopsided smile. I stretched my arm out to the car's console and turned up the radio's volume.
The car rumbled along the graveled, mud-plastered driveway, flanked by towering trees that resembled skyscrapers, the only resemblance to the city we had just departed. Finally, the vehicle came to a halt. Connor shifted the gear to park and wiped his palms once more. He unbuckled his seatbelt, popped the trunk, and went to retrieve some of our luggage from the back. Before handling our belongings, Connor opened my door and offered me a hand. I grasped his hand, stepping out of the car.
“Thank you, Con. Chivalry isn't dead, I suppose. But you gotta do something about the sweat, baby,” I teased.
His eyes rolled, and he bumped me jokingly with his hip. Together, we made our way to the trunk. As I started to gather my things, Connor swiftly snatched the bags from me.
“Hey!” I yelped.
“Chivalry,” he smirked.
Connor, busy with all the bags, let out a huff as he unloaded his arms on the front porch. I rammed my finger into the doorbell multiple times, rapid-fire style, just to annoy my brothers.
“HOLY SHIT MAKE IT STOP!” I heard one of my brothers yell, muffled by the walls. The door swung open revealing the shortest of the three brothers. “QUINNIFER!” I shouted, jumping into his arms. “Hey, Peanut!” he shouted back. We shuffled back into the house where I was then greeted by the other two. After almost being squeezed to death, the attention shifted to the awkward blonde standing alongside the bags. I cleared my throat, “Guys, this is Connor!”
“Hey man, it’s nice to finally meet you,” Quinn said, giving him a handshake. Luke followed suit while Jack just stayed back. The middle brother narrowed his eyes, watching his other brothers greet the new guy. “Jack quit being a dickhead and say hello.
“I’m just busting his chops y/n, don't worry,” Jack smirked. “What's up?” He finally spoke, shaking Connor's hand.
“Quinny, can you please handle our bags while I give Connor the grand tour?”
“Whatever, anything for my favorite sibling,” he replied, immediately getting hassled by the other two.
I managed to grab Connor's hand and sneak him around the brawl leading him into the living room. His eyes trailed along the pictures that decorated the mantle; pictures that told the Hughes’ past summers, the quilt that was draped against the couch; the quilt that was ripped and resewn back together, it held too many memories to throw out. He soaked in the room, observing all the details laid before him. I plopped down onto the couch, also soaking everything in. “What do ya think?” I questioned.
“I think that you were adorable,” Connor gushed while picking up a framed picture from almost 14 years ago. He looked it over for another minute, then put it back down in its spot. I smiled watching Connor, seeing him in this house that meant so much to me. He fit in so perfectly, it’s like he's been here all this time. My smile only grew thinking about the events this summer longs to unfold, how this will be his first summer in Michigan with many more to follow.
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double-rat · 3 days
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TGCF Avatar Au
Okay guys bear with me here. Just sharing some loose thoughts on a Heaven Official's Blessing Avatar universe coupled with excerpts from our Sketchbook.
Okay so first of all, obviously Xie Lian is the Avatar because the avatars are loved and hated by the people they safe etc. But I thought for this, it's more of an idea where the avatar has to roam the Earth until they fulfill "their purpose" so Xie Lian has been partaking in different cultures as different men (Fang Xin style) for over a hundred years trying to find what he is here for.
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Of course one day, he meets the last dragon that has survived all this time by taking the form of a man. Cheesy? I don't care.
They can bond over being hoarders and being centuries old/hunted by humanity.
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Hua Cheng would definitely start off cheeky and "dangerous" but you know Xie Lian - he sees right through it.
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Okay so yes I have a whole plot in mind that involves Pei Ming and Wudu and spirits and whatnot but that's not what we are here for today. Let's just skip to Feng Xin(Fire Bender) and Mu Qing(Water Bender) : basically, Feng Xin's family line has been entrusted with watching over and caring for a temple dedicated to the avatar/ the avatar's return but as time went on people stopped believing in the avatar but Feng Xin kept watching over the temple anyway - waiting. Mu Qing, on the other hand, believes spirituality is leaving their world and that man needs to fight for himself and not depend on heroes and legends.
Side note: I can't remember if it's a head canon or legit because im delusional but I like to pretend the Northern Water Tribe is so high and mighty and looks down on the Southern Water Tribe. Anyway, Mu Qing is def from the South but pretends to be from the North.
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Okay while I'm here, I also want to mention that I loved Nan Feng and Fu Yao so much that in every AU I make, Nan Feng is Feng Xin's little brother and likewise with Fu Yao and Mu Qing. Because like... them as big brothers on top of everything else they have to deal with? Cry my eyes out.
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fintan-pyren · 2 days
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what if Bronte investigated the fires in the human world and discovered they were everblaze, but hid it from the rest of the council
I know that smell well enough.
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When the emissaries and I reached the site of the wildfires, it was clear to me that these were no ordinary fires. The flames burned a bright yellow, and the smell of burnt sugar pervaded the air.
For weeks after your ill-fated attempt to summon fire from the stars, the air in Eternalia was thick with it. I still remember how it seeped into everything. Furniture, clothing, skin. Even long after they extinguished the flames, the smell still lingered on every inch of your body.
Everblaze.
The emissaries didn't realize what it was. Alden and Quinlin are too young to know the smell of everblaze. They didn't watch your unstoppable flames sweep across the land, creeping closer to Eternalia with every passing day. They didn't see the yellow glow illuminate the night sky for all those weeks as our scientists worked to find a way to stop the flames.
But I recognized the fire instantly. I waited until the emissaries were occupied—a cognate exercise, I think, something involving holding hands and staring into one another's eyes—then knelt and sprinkled a little frissyn on one of the smaller patches of flames. They were extinguished immediately, confirming what I already knew.
You've lit everblaze in the human world.
Why? You know that this is a crime, Fintan. An act of treason. To travel to a forbidden city, violate the pyrokinesis ban, light the unstoppable flames that killed five pyrokinetics and nearly consumed Eternalia all those thousands of years ago—you would be exiled for this. Or worse.
It's my duty as a Councillor to report this. I ought to tell the Council what I saw, that everblaze is burning outside a human city, that the pyrokinesis ban has been violated.
But I can't. You served on the Council for hundreds of years. You helped countless people, elves and humans alike. How could you harm them now? Why would you betray our world? Foolish as it may be—treasonous as it may be—I won't turn you in until I know more.
So I said nothing. I stayed silent as the emissaries decided that the fires had been started by a human arsonist with chemicals. I hailed Emery and reported their conclusion to him. I scrubbed my skin raw before returning to the Council to keep them from smelling the sweet scent that still clung to it.
I wish I could ask you why you're doing this, but I know you would never trust me with the truth. You once might have, but when I left you to join the Council, you made it clear that that was the end for us. Since then, you've been distant. Courteous enough, but cold and detached.
So I'll keep it a secret. I'll rule it the work of a human arsonist, order Alden and Quinlin to stop their investigations, ban any other emissaries from going near the fires.
I can only hope that you know what you're doing.
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moorishflower · 10 hours
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"De Profundis" for the wip game 👀
Hello hello! De Profundis is my next continuation of the Hierarchy of Needs! :D Hob goes to a party! Dream has some revelations!
"I am expected. To host a delegation from Hell. To foster better relations between our realms." All of those words mean something, Hob thinks. Individually, anyway. Host, all right, the gathering, a delegation, makes sense, there have to be people to host...and then his brain gets hung up on the word 'Hell' and stops, and refuses to go any further. Hob clears his throat. When he tries to speak, his voice still comes out as a weak little croak. "I'm sorry," he says, "but you said 'Hell'? As in, fire and brimstone, nine layers, the devil?" "The nine layers are something of an authorial embellishment," Dream says. "But. Yes." "I see," Hob says, and then he just sits for a few minutes, because doing anything other than that seems a bit beyond him. Bless Dream for his oddities, he doesn't try to make Hob talk or ask him questions, but sits quietly with him, and periodically he slightly moves his hand, so Hob can feel he's still there. Hell. Hell. Actual, real Hell, which Hob had decided was irrelevant to him as soon as he'd really internalised that he wasn't going to die, and which he'd almost stopped believing in entirely sometime during the Enlightenment after he'd read Hume's Treatise. There'd always been a little part of him, though, which had thought that if things like his stranger existed, if there were beings out there who could bestow immortality with a word, then who was to say that the Devil didn't actually exist? Who was to say that Christ wouldn't someday return and usher in a brand new world? He doesn't actually know exactly how long he sits and processes this. Well, 'processes' is probably a generous word for it, but he compartmentalises, and that's what's key at the moment. It must be longer than ten minutes, though, because when Dream finally squeezes his hand hard enough to bring him out of it the chicken kiev is no longer steaming. "Ought I have informed you of the guest. Before I asked you to intend?" he asks, and Hob smiles wanly at him, trying to shove down the part of himself that remembers being very concerned with his immortal soul sometime in the early 1400s. He doesn't want to lie to Dream, but... "It...would've been appreciated," he says, and then quickly adds, "I would've said yes anyways! Of course I would. It's just...it's a bit of, uh, a shock."
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When I come back home from an appointment, I feel like I have just been briefly transported to another dimension.
It is such a horrible awful sensory experience of being out in the "real world" with real other people. It reminds me of just how impaired I am. Of how my dream-selves and imagined realities only exist in my own mind, and don't reflect my level of ability at all. Wow - you would think I would have better awareness of how disabled I am, with the 19 years of experience.
And brings back all the bad memories of how I was left alone abandoned to "drown" every day, for so long - and all because I can't communicate, in the first place.
It is this strange loud bright place where nothing can be processed or understood. My brain gets stuck in thinking loops, triggered by tiny details I see and hear. While that happens, I am dragged away from what is happening around me and completely miss entire chunks of conversation.
People talk talk talk with their mouths. How do people even make those shapes and sounds with their mouths? Sitting up hurts.
Why is it so loud? My brain feels like it is on fire. I can't move. Why can't I move? I need to get out of here. They are still talking. Why won't someone notice?
That bit of floor is peeling up. People are talking. What are they saying? Why can't my eyes look over there like I want?
It is loud and hot and I can feel every bit of dust and dirt on the ground touching my feet. How do other people live in this world of sensory hell and utter overwhelm?
I want to be part of this conversation - I know I have important things to say. What if Dad forgets the important things? Panic. I can't remember what he has already said. I can't say anything, my device is over there. Oh, it is on my lap now. Why can't I say anything, still? Why can't I think in words?
Who is that? Why is he here? Think back - what did she just say as he walked in?
What is happening now? How do "normal" people keep up with how fast it all is?
I have to stay still. It is quieter now.
Oh, I have to make a choice now. I already signed "I don't know". Decisions are hard. More words from the people. I don't know what I want, but I guess I will point at the same one - I remember doing that last time. I don't know if it is what I want. I just want to be finished now.
They are still talking. It is completely nonsensical noises now, I can't even try to work out what it means. I want to leave. Is the room tilting? I can't feel where my body is.
What was that noise? Oh, I hit the door with my wheelchair. Why is it so hard to drive? Is it safe to drive, when I can't even think except "get out, get out, get out"?
And then I am suddenly back home in bed and I can't quite remember how I got here or how it all happened, or if it even happened at all. The only way I know that it did happen, is the exhaustion and the tense uneasy discomfort that my body is left with.
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What a sad way to go out! We could have done it in this leg. And I really don't think Xavi will stay after this. If they won then maybe he would have decided to stay after all.
It's just sad seeing Xavi like this and the red card was bad too. It just makes me sad thinking about such an amazing player and how his coaching didn't live up to his image. And now I don't want Alexia to fall down the same pathway when she starts as manager. 😭😭
hey bud, i know. it's all feeling very raw and emotional right now, but it gives us time to reflect on xavi's legacy. and i think we'll look back and it won't be as negative as it seems now. and you have to remember he also had an uphill battle with politics at the club.
his biggest legacy will be that he stabilized the team in his first year and won the league, and that this year, through a series of unfortunate injuries, we've discovered this exciting new crop of young talent in lamine yamal, pau cubarsí, and others.
the defense has just been especially atrocious this season, and with attackers who are so hot and cold, each match just seemed like an unnecessary struggle for a team of barça's caliber. and look frenkie de jong has been an expensive disappointment, and lewandowski is not the spring chicken he once was.
finally, and here's where xavi has really gotten a lot of criticism and that's his staff. i don't think xavi did himself any favors by surrounding himself his friends and relatives as coaches and technical staff who wouldn't question his decisions. it's a playbook out of rfef with hiring people who lack experience. i mean his second coach is his brother. the third coach only scouted at the regional level and ended up being fired. the team physiotherapist was a childhood friend! and even the analysts were chosen from lower level teams.
unless alexia is planning on hiring alba putellas as part of her technical staff (😂 can you imagine the scenes?! i mean alexia is loyal to her family and friends but there is a limit!) i don't think alexia would fall into the same trap. plus knowing her work ethic, i don't think she would immediately take the helm of one of the biggest teams in the world without gaining any experience herself and making sure that she is in the best position to succeed. so let's all take a deep breath and not push alexia into a manager role just yet. there's still a lot she has to give on the pitch, but once she eventually moves towards a coaching job, i have full faith in her! plus, she would look great as manager 😏
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wavesoutbeingtossed · 1 month
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Randomly thinking about “tolerate it” (narrator voice: it was not random) and how under the cloak of fiction it is ostensibly inspired by works like “Rebecca” (which Taylor said she read during the 2020 lockdowns I believe?), with the line of “you’re so much older and wiser” indicating that the speaker is significantly younger and inexperienced compared to the person she’s speaking to and a pretty direct reference to the plot of the book.
But I saw something somewhere once that stuck with me about how it might not be referring to relative age between the characters but chronological age as in the passage of time in a relationship. And that made me think about how in a contemporary context, it might not necessarily be referencing an actual age gap between the two characters, but rather a sarcastic or cynical response to the man’s claims that he has matured (“you’re so much older and wiser [than you were before/than you were when we met/etc.]”), which then made me think about that line in relation to the woman. And that it could be taken like, “you act like you’ve matured so much in our time together and like you know everything, while I’m supposedly still stuck as the girl I was when we first met.”
Which then made me think of the “right where you left me” of it all and did you ever hear about the girl who got frozen time went on for everyone else she won’t know it and the bit in Miss Americana where she talks about how celebrities get frozen at the age at which they got famous, and how she’s had to play catch up in a lot of ways not just in her emotional growth but kind of in general. (Which also made me wonder if she’s ever been called out for immaturity/lack of curiosity/lack of education about things in her life…)
Which then made me think about the rest of the song, and @taylortruther’s posts yesterday about “seven” and “Daylight” and the way Taylor idealizes her youth yet contrasts it with an almost sinister reality in its wake, and the line, “I sit by the door like I’m just a kid,” because the discussion raised that her relationship let her recapture some of the childlike joy and wonder she’d lost. So this line is a double-edged sword: the speaker sits by the door with childlike hope that the person will come home and cherish her, but on the darker side, feels like the child dealing with the monsters she doesn’t have names for yet and the feelings of isolation she felt as she aged.
I’m not saying the song is necessarily autobiographical; like most of the songs on folkmore, it’s clearly a fictionalized story based on media she’d consumed and created, but we know a lot of the fictional songs were infused with her own feelings and experiences and… This idea swirling in my head picked up steam and now I kind of can’t stop thinking about it. Sorry but I’m a little obsessed now.
Like maybe it might start to shed light on why she identified so strongly with the novel in the first place…
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imminent-danger-came · 5 months
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This may be a reach but
Both MK and Mei having something inside them that could be world-destroying, god-killing, and being afraid of it (with a bonus of Wukong hiding it from them both but idk if u think swk knew of the monkey form beforehand)
Bonus with Mei and MK having someone that can/has helped with training and mastering their abilities (Redson & Wukong respectively)
Oh boy, do I think SWK knew about MK's origins!
I've been a believer in this since post-s3, with there being plenty of evidence throughout the first 3 seasons to support it. Cause like, imma be honest, the show doesn't make sense if Wukong didn't know. I think by this point we can assume that choosing and training MK to be his "successor" was a cover story—Wukong LITERALLY couldn't have picked anyone else. I never really bought the whole "Monkey King gave you his powers!" explanation, especially when one of the first things he says to MK in AHIB is "Listen kid: You fought demons, and you didn't die, and you made it here! Not just anyone can lift my staff, but you did." And even MK had a different thought, thinking his powers came from the staff until 3x03. How would Wukong have even "given" MK his powers, like logistically anyways. There was just a lot that didn't line up! And then s4 came along, and implied "Yeah MK was born from the stone, and Wukong was there" and I was like, oh yeah that makes total sense.
And I'm also a believer in the Samadhi Fire Mei, Jade Emperor Azure, and Monkey MK trifecta of having uncontrollable, world-ending power (which they must also act as a "container" for). And you know, had the person losing control of the Jade Emperor's powers in 4x14 been one of MK's close friends, he would have been able to save them, I have no doubt. He already did so with Mei in 3x10—Mei wasn't even supposed to be able to withstand the samadhi fire. But she did (Yellowtusk "But he is my brother! I owe him my life!" parallel for the win, "No! Mei is my best friend!", YOU GET ME?). And it's like, in 3x10 MK standing by his friend was a good thing but in 4x13 Yellowtusk standing by his friend was bad. In s3 the gang trying to get the Samadhi Fire was "good" (even though they didn't really use it to defeat LBD by the end lol), and Azure trying to get the Jade Emperor's power was "bad". You see how the lines are blurring here. At the start of Monkey Kid, it's all monster of the week and "we have to stop the bad guys!". Now by this point it's "[blank] isn't necessarily a bad guy..." and "Every choice has consequences for someone", even the "good" ones. Is anyone hearing me.
And then don't even get me STARTED on "I can't be! I'm just MK!" "The Monkie Kid?". Because, I'll have you know Subodhi names Wukong in Journey to the West. I just read that chapter. And then in 4x06 he labels, or names, MK as the "Monkie Kid". And this "reason" just FEELS like it's going to involve a great amount of power, something that is...uncontrollable, even. And this time, this time when MK looses control, Mei is going to be the one to get through to him, aka Samadhi Fire Part 3. Like
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hauntingblue · 23 days
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Inept 8 year old boy dragon tries to save floating island is such a concept
#momo just tell him!!! you've done this before!!! yeahhh#'this roof ain't big enough for the both of us'#luffy just telling momo to throw him something too akdhakaj this is back to how he was with koby but it worked so...#just grow some balls man!!! if he can spit something so can you!! BITE HIM!!! AHEKAHQK HE DID IT!!!! YEAHHH!!!!#he drew blood omg.... hell yes..... just be careful he doesn't bite back#luffy's exposure therapy is so effective. worlds greatest psychologist i have been saying this.#also nekomamushi and inuarashi better not die. i am also saying this.#talking tag#watching one piece#episode 1050#me as baby chopper crying. actually and for real.#i don't have any points to prove for this but sanji and zoro look married in wano. idk man. i can just feel it.#i remember several episodes ago i was complaining about the missmatch of the colors on luffy.... i forgor why the band is purple.... qjwjaj#the music.... slay#i might be getting the luffy worms again i feel so insane..... what do you mean the sky parted.... omg neko and inu.... KICK THEIR ASSES!!!!#luffy fighting kaido and he still has time to boss momo and yamato around ajdbaks and roast him too lmao#momo thinking about kinemon and kiku....#PEROSPERO AND JACK FINALLY!!!!!!!!! carrot omg..... pedro avenged ✔️ now fucking orichi.... how many heads does he have left.....#why is luffy turning supersayian aldjaksn#episode 1051#just saw trafalgay written on a comment and idk if its on purpose or a misspelling but thags so funny akshaksjaka#yamato and momo father-son bonding time <3 teaching him how to be a dragon... so sweet#also the race of people that could set themselves on fire on mariejoa??? kinda random dropping it in there but alas... ✍️✍️#zoro didn't want franky to help but there he goes.... out of onigashima... a good franky fart would have prevented that...#petition to rename coup de burst to franky fart. like why is it even in french. he is A YANKEE.#episode 1052#boy dragon sounds like boy genius. who wants to join my band
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crownconstellation · 1 month
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The Timeline of Awakening is wack, I like how they lost access to cannon and motor vehicle technology and gained nothing else in 2000 years!
wtf tumblr didn't tell me i had this ask it's dated from over a week ago. sorries. anyways RIGHT LMAOOOO they lost these things but they gained glasses! and that's all that matters! <3 even though the cannon and motor vehicle technology is way more advanced than what the timeline's currently got <3
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it's the 23rd... you know what that means...
Happy Ash Day!
#hehe it's my day! not too many special plans other than some cake but. lots of f/o rot#my wonderful wife a.qua is canonically good at baking. i think she'd make a cake for her beloved. i get so happy thinking about a.qua!#shes the sweetest girl ever and i'm always soooo honored that she loves me too#i have a lot of f/os and i could go on forever about all the little things theyd like to do for their special pal's birthday#but also. i've been getting into x.enoblade... and have feelings for a character... i am 🤏 this close to putting him on the list#but uh. a birthday kiss perhaps?#ash rambles 💚#but man.. just spending the day with the people that i love is really all i need. hehe so happy to be with them all!#hope everyone has a great day!#and since it's very early for me. i hope i have a great day too!#happy ash day to me~~~ happy ash day to me~~~#i'd normally be asleep by now but. i'm very brainrotted over my wife tonight and i keep reading over some of my work about her and ash#i love this s/i so much. theyre childhood friends. shes blue and ash is red. a.qua is literally named a.qua and ash is ash#theyre red and blue. fire and water. been together forever. sometimes it really does feel like they were made for each other huh?#i have so much love for her in my heart. it makes my heart feel all skdjsjdhs when i think about her#oh but where was i#right. my birthday! i have a shit ton of fankids too so i bet theyre having fun as well#but.. on the topic of k.h s/i..... R.IKU! MY LITTLE BRO!#they arent related or anything. ash just saw him and was all 'wow who is this sassy lost child... you are little bro now'#she'd get soooo emotional just knowing that the kiddo remembered. he shoots her a text on gummiphone or even visits whatever world she's in#and ash gets all 🥺🥺🥺🥺 and hugs him so tight#but yeah. birthday. f/os. lots of fluff. the good shit fr#fun times!
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lokigodofaces · 2 years
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listening to "we didn't start the fire" in 2022 can be an experience
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madamescarlette · 2 years
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It's important to me as my primary cr1 mutuals that you know that She's Always A Woman is THE Perc'ahlia song out there for me, the associations are so strong for me now (also I Know Places)
okokokokok so I FINALLY got a chance to sit down and listen and had a nice lil cry over how stupidly DEAR AND SWEET THIS SONG IS. She can lead you to love????? She is frequently kind / and she's suddenly cruel???? She'll bring out the best and the worst you can be?????
SCREAMS!!! What a perfect and gentle way to sum up all the contradictions of who Vex is!! And the steady constant way that Perce sees her. There is something so unbearably affectionate and loving about the tone of this song that's so!!!!! much to me and I'm so grateful. Your mind ma'am Grace darling!!!
I Know Places is also an equally sweet song for Vex's side, it gives me all the Briarwoods arc feelings! There is indeed something very very very lovely about someone who will take your hand and run away with you when you are going through the lowest patch of your life and finds a way for you to still be yourself through it all.
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calcescarp · 1 year
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sorry i'm gonna do more anime posting later because i haven't watched inuyasha in a decade and i'm gonna come back later to scream about all the things i forgot or misremembered
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skyburger · 1 month
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oh i got recommended a video of john romero playing myhouse.wad and i had to think on who he was. i was like "is this the doom guy" so i looked him up and went on his wikipedia page and discovered we have the same birthday... so awesome. ive never known anyone with the same bday as me not even fictional characters except for bill fucking gates 😭😭😭 WHO THE FUCK CARES ABOUT BILL GATES!!! anyway yes he is in fact the doom guy (and apparently the wolfenstein 3D and quake guy! which i did not know) so me and john romero are birthday buddies now. shoutsout to mr. romero
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hiddenbeks · 3 months
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hmmmmmm rotating idea for a new skyrem character......
#i've been itching to create a new oc lately. not vibing with most of the current ones. idk why but it'll pass im sure#anyway. last night in bed while trying to sleep off a migraine i started thinking abt isabeau#and wondering if she should be the dragonborn after all#like shes already a criminal mastermind and (in my homebrew timeline) by 4e 201 which is when the main plot takes place#she has restored the thieves guild's power and influence and expanded her criminal network across the whole province#add to that the dragonborn thing and being basically a demigod destined to save the world n all. its a bit much innit#dont get me wrong i like my silly little viddy game ocs ridiculously overpowered every now n then. its good for the soul#but still. i remembered this nord character i had ages ago for like two weeks maybe. named vigdis bear-arm#very textbook stereotypical dumb muscle heavy armor wearing greatsword wielding nord#i wanna remake her as the dragonborn... with some tweaks... she will still be a heavy armor wearing nord but also a spellsword mayhap#ch: isabeau#ch: heidrun#the original vigdis did not use magic at all but i already have isabeau who does not use magic at all#and its like a Big Part of her character so im not abt to change it#also it creates a funny contrast between beau and vigdis.#beau whose people are known for their natural magical talent doesnt understand jack shit abt magic#and vigdis whose people often mistrust magic is fine with it and a talented spellcaster 😌#mayhap vigdis' parents were vigilants of stendarr who taught her restoration and fire magic#and later met their demise on some vampire hunting mission idk#vigdis did not want to follow in their footsteps so she went to the college of winterhold to study and live a chill life#but she grew restless and left. briefly joined the companions but didnt like them either and left...#something something.... struggles to figure out where she belongs.... idk i need to think abt her some more#i also Need to reinstall that game i miss it so much !!!#OH also i wanna try out the gore follower mod. i never had any followers with isabeau bc i just cant see her hanging with any of em#but. based on what i know of gore i think he would work well with vigdis.. hm... hmmmm
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