#falls entirely on their shoulders

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

hold on ok i belted out a brief laughingstock Scene for possible future use that i Had to write down bc if i didn't, i'd never remember it. and why not share?

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“Barnaby? Barnaby, old chap, are you with me?” 

Barnaby blinks, registering the green fingers snapping in front of his nose. He huffs a laugh and pushes Howdy’s hand away. “Yeah, yeah, I’m listenin’. You were saying?”

Howdy gives him an exasperated look, a fond look. “Thinking about running off to a farm again, were you?”

“Nah, just the clouds. They’re a lot less work.”

“Well I’d rather you didn’t. Who would I talk to during the long hours if you went and floated off?” Howdy winks before turning to his shelves, already yammering away about something or other.

Something or other that Barnaby is once again not listening to, because what was that? Barnaby quickly presses his cool paw-pads to his burning cheeks, feeling the bristling fur there. 

Has Howdy ever winked at him? Now that he’s noticed it, Barnaby can’t recall. If it’s new, then why? Why a wink of all things? What did that mean? And that look Howdy gave him… 

Barnaby adjusts his abruptly too-tight tie. It’s unusually warm in the store, isn’t it? Howdy must have forgotten to turn on the AC. 

Gosh, what is Howdy even saying? He’s still talking, but Barnaby hasn’t absorbed a word. He can’t even tell if Howdy is still speaking english. It’s all garbled.

There’s something wrong with Barnaby. He must be coming down with something… or he’s just overthinking it. Overworking the ol’ noggin. A good long nap should set him right. 

“Listen,” Barnaby interrupts, patting the counter, “I uh, I don’t know where my head’s at. I better go find it - I’ll see you later, okay?”

“Oh… alright, then,” Howdy says, a tinge of disappointment in his voice. 

Or maybe that’s just wishful thinking. Barnaby slaps that thought out of the park. He doesn’t want Howdy to be disappointed, that’s absurd. That’s something a bad friend would think. Barnaby may be many things, but a bad friend isn’t one of them.

“I’ll whip up a joke that’ll knock your socks off next time I see ya,” Barnaby promises. He smiles around the discomfort and the entirely new feeling squirming around each other in his chest. 

“Now you’ve gone and brought up my expectations,” Howdy says. He leans on the counter and grins. “Are you sure you can back up such a claim, Mr. Beagle?”

Another hot flush races under Barnaby’s fur, and to his growing mortification, his tail starts wagging at breakneck speed. He lets out an uncharacteristically nervous laugh and backs away from the counter. To both of their horror, his back hits a shelf, making it rattle and tip.

“Oh, sh-” Barnaby lunges to right it before it can topple. He whips around and laughs again. Howdy’s wide-eyed stare burns. “Sorry ‘bout that! Talk about a bulldog in a bugshop, geez.”

“When you find your head, make sure to screw it on nice and tight,” Howdy says, a strange look on his face to match his tone. “And check your temperature while you’re at it - it’s not like you to be off-balance.”

“I wouldn’t say I’m off-balance,” Barnaby says. He inches towards the door, willing his stupid tail to calm down. “I just have ears instead of rearview mirrors.”

“Uh-huh…” Howdy slides to the side, trying to peer around him. 

Barnaby fumbles for the door. The scrape and bang of his search for the handle echoes in the quiet store. One of Howdy’s eyebrows creeps higher the longer Barnaby stands there, making a complete fool of himself. 

Finally, the door clicks, and Barnaby nearly tumbles over backwards in his haste to get out. He stumbles down the steps and briskly walks away, adjusting his hat and tie. As soon as he’s out of sight, he slaps his paws to his face and sags against the bodega.

“Idiot,” he hisses to himself. He presses his back flat against the wall and slams the side of his fist against it. Normally, Barnaby would use a situation like this to his advantage. But Howdy wasn’t laughing, and Barnaby wasn’t being funny. “Bulldog in a - gah, idiot!”

Great. Now Howdy thinks he’s not only a clumsy oaf, but that he’s losing his touch too.

Barnaby growls in frustration, pushing off the wall and stomping away from the plaza on all fours. What does he care what Howdy thinks of him? Others’ opinions of Barnaby have never been anywhere near his list of top priorities - barring Wally’s, of course. If they were, he'd never tell another joke again.

Yes, Howdy is a good friend of Barnaby’s. A close friend, even. But since when has he had such a - such an effect? Barnaby shakes his head, growling again. 

There was no effect. Barnaby is just going insane. Or he’s getting sick, like Howdy implied. That would explain the sudden hot flash, the loss of typically impeccable coordination, and, oh yeah! Barnaby’s brain leaking out of his ears.  

#context from My Brain: #barnaby's chatting with howdy as usual and howdy does Something endearing #or was it like... idk one of his personality quirks pops up #& barnabys like 'aw hes doing The Thing. its one of the things i love about him' #and obviously has a moment of 'whoah wait Love?? haha where the fuck did that come from. whatever *proceeds to panic*' #essentially: the first domino falls #laughingstock #aaaaand not tagging as anything else #if people see it they see it #i havent posted Any of my recent (and rare) writings so this is slightly mortifying! #its been too long since ive posted fic i need to buckle down on my wips #not this one obvs since its not even really a wip #just a tidbit for future me to edit and implement #my dc wips... who i still want to continue & finish so so badly... #the mermay timber one... the timkon cannibalism... cowboy hat rule... and many more... #anyhow i can feel my writing confidence atrophying #i glance at one of my wips and my entire brain recoils like its the worst thing since (insert bad thing here) #shaking myself by the shoulders 'Its Not That Bad You Are A Decent Writer Whose Fics Are More Often Than Not Well Received' #my brain is trying to convince me everything is terrible i need to forcibly shut it the hell up

[mechieonu]

the the the that part in the last mabelcorn where you know that ford's not possessed by bill bc we don't hear the voice but in that split second of him advancing on dipper you WONDER.

#like #how well can they mimic the other for you to never know who's really in control #FUCK #*white knuckle grip on shoulders* i need to see them pre-betrayal i need to see them pre-betrayal #ik that it was an entirely different dynamic but!! fuck!!! #billford #gravity falls

[hazelkjt]

"Do not seek forgiveness, for it will not ease the burden. It weighs as it should."

Redemption Arc

Redemption Arc- "Your story had a pretty rough start and you did some things you're not proud of, but you made the choice to change. I won't go through how important it is to accept responsibility and keep striving to improve or whatever because you know that already. What I think you should know is that your fuel does not need to be shame. You don’t need to stand over the bathroom sink with your blood in your hands until you can no longer make out your reflection. You will look at your face and you will see the person you used to be, but that person no longer exists. Today, you are looking, and that makes all the difference."

tagged by @iron-sparrow tyty!! It was fun to try and think of a way for this to fit at least one version of Hazel and I think I got it.

Quiz can be found here

aaaand I will tag: @the-white-snake, @sparrowsong-7, @cindernet-explorer, @selnyam, @hinganskies

#heavensward spoilers #oc quiz results #ffxiv #ffxiv oc #au ra #hazel kha #WoL!Hazel #it “works” but only in the context of WoL!Hazel #everything that goes wrong she feels falls on her shoulders #every death is her responsibility #this stems from her personal issues with pride mixed with the weight of being the Warrior of Light #when confronted with Esteem after the events of The Vault #everything bottled up since the Bloody Banquet comes spilling out through them #saying they're tired of being used as a sword #when those around hazel needed a shield #that she doesn't NEED to put all of this on herself #and she doesn't owe anyone anything #hazel never WANTED to be a hero and she still feels that way to a degree all the way up to Dawntrail #she's constantly trying to move forward because those who she lost would want her to #and she continues to try to live up to the title she was given to keep others from becoming lost as well #so in a way her entire journey is one redemption after another in her eyes #for each perceived “failure” on her part

[sakuratruther]

when phoebe bridgers said “i’m a bad liar with a saviour complex” and when haruno sakura said “i love you naruto” to unburden naruto and making him hate her so she could kill sasuke and maybe herself but save naruto

#but she failed :( #the fact that sakura KNEW naruto wasn’t gonna believe her makes me smash my head against the wall #she did it hoping naruto would hate her so he will never think of her and that godforsaken promise ever again #so she could kill sasuke by herself #i think she thought he deserved to die in the hands of those who loved him #herself or naruto #but naruto is too pure for that #sakura would never stain naruto. he is her savior and everyone’s hero #this burden falls entirely on her shoulder. just as her stupid kid self gave the burden to naruto #<- just so everyone knows this is not what i think this is simply how i think sakura thinks #makes sense??? maybe #sakurapost #sakura haruno #sakura antis dni #phoebe bridgers #i’m gonna star posting shit like this with song lyrics & characters #so the tag for this will be … #lyricharacter #it’s sooo lame but it’s ok i’m a loser #naruto

[dyketubbo]

dont feel like commenting more on the usmp v qsmp shit bc we all know quackity is in the right and there are way worse things to talk about in regards to dream but dream stans are insane to me. what do you mean youre still stanning a guy who has gotten two whole ass twitlongers LITERALLY ANNOTATED FOR MANIPULATIVE LANGUAGE and youre STILL defending his ass 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 how arent you embarrassed at this point. not to mention his usmp twitlonger is literally longer than the one to address his fucking grooming allegations like. hes just being a whiny baby over and over and stans are eating it up. he is digging himself into a hole and dream stans are eating the dirt and asking him to take breaks so they can shine his shovel with their spit fr. just give it up at this point

#puts my hands on dream stans shoulders. dream gets doxxed every single month at this point #it is not quackitys fault. there are much more reasonable explanations for why dream is being stalked. such as the fact #that he has face revealed and encourages his fans to be parasocial and the mcyt fandom has a history of fans stalking ccs #and also he has grooming allegations #i can assure you that acting like quackity and his entire community are the reason for dream needing to call the police is insane #and also very dumb #quackity is well within his right to not respond to dream. dream is not within his right to publically shame quackity for this #he knows what hes doing. it has been *years*. dream is well aware of how his fandom acts #this is on purpose. he is dragging quackity in public on purpose. quit falling for it #dreamwastaken #mask mews #discourse #negative

[hajimehinata]

i gave you all i had, i did

day 5 : sacrifice ( from @adfaugust )

all he’s ever done, he did it for this family.

tyler’s long been used to hours of work with little reward, underpaid for hard labour and chalking it up to his family name. the world’s out to get him, he’s always known it, has been told so time and time again by the holt matriarch. and he knows better than anyone that sharon wouldn’t lie, has been an honest woman from the day she was born. if she ever was dishonest, it’s cause she had to be, cause she wasn’t given another option. but ma’s honest, gets her way through respect built from her steely and admirable nature. sharon, impossible not to respect with her fingers poised elegantly around a cigarette. lord knows tyler gladly picked up that habit for a few stolen seconds of her company. always wishing blindly to soak up her presence, as if it would somehow cure him of his own inferiority, childishness she frowned upon. he always feels adult standing next to her — ’cept for when he don’t, when he feels like he’s quakin’ in his boots just being near her. tells himself it’s because he loves her, because he can’t stand the thought of her coming to harm. knows that he’s her protector and that’s all he is, and for a holt, that’s a blessing. no higher honour than to be at sharon’s side, making sure their shitheel of a pa don’t try anything. 

never strikes him that he might be thinking backwards, that the person he’s afraid of is the very person he loves the most. so wrapped around her finger he can’t see it for what it is, embraced into her perfumed storytelling, lies that sound like the truth, until tyler can’t help but believe in her. she’s his ma, and she needs him, everyone does. shoulders heavy burdens so she don’t have to, under the firm belief that he had a choice, but that no sane man would choose the other option.

what man would leave his ma to suffer all alone? none that are mannerly or polite, none that really care for her. tyler’s signed away his life, all twenty-five years of it thus far and whatever rest of it that cruel fate gives him. quickly revises the thought, since he oughta be grateful for what he has — the opportunity to be there for his ma, for his brothers. 

still doesn’t stop the white-hot jealousy from bubbling up in a weary chest when he sees how easily dale and jay are awarded with ma’s attention. don’t know the last time she called him sweetheart — or if she ever has. keeps blindly charging forward, since he knows why dale’s got ma’s heart; no one could hate a face like that or deny him a thing. and jay… as much as he don’t contribute, as much as he ain’t really one of them ( as much as his sensitive nature is rewarded when tyler’s was long stamped outta him, told time and time again that he’s the eldest and real men gotta keep their upper lip stiff ) … sharon’s affectionate towards the golden boy because he reminds her of that sister of hers. that woman who got herself knocked up and imposed herself on her charitable sister, only to wind up dead and leaving her screaming kid behind for sharon to care for like he’s hers.

( and if tyler had to pick up those motherly responsibilities, it’s cause ma obviously couldn’t, not after her own sister had died, and no one could have expected her to be well enough to take care of a kid or her three-year-old and certainly not her seven-year-old little man, the nickname brooke gave him as she pinched a solemn cheek still ringing in his head — )

— but ain’t he the same as brooke, now? running off to save his own skin when dale’s … a sharp pain lancing through his chest, solid evidence of how he’s failed the family. still feels the sting on his cheek when ma told him clear as day — he ain’t got this, he wasn’t responsible enough, never good enough. and selfishly he wonders how long he has to sweat and toil for … her approval, but he’d never say that. sharon don’t give out praise that ain’t earned, and tyler never earned it a day in his life. no matter how hard he worked. no matter how little he slept. no matter how kind he was to his charity case of a cousin. 

and he’s doing everything he can, even if ain’t good enough, even if it ain’t perfect. tells himself this is the best he can do for the ones he’s lost — protect himself cause he’s the only one left to protect her. when dale’s gone, pa’s in some hospital after his act of cowardice, and they had to leave jay behind when the cops were too close for comfort. he’s the only one left, and sharon’s safety’s all that matters. they come up with a plan, her and her only child, and there’s an unspoken understanding that passes through ‘em. the knowledge that they’re all they’ve got anymore, that they have to stick together. 

it’s everything he wanted. least, he thought it was. until jay shows back up on their doorstep and tyler’s left to stare. a brother back from the dead and the short-lived attention from his ma itching at the back of his ribcage. forced to think horrible thoughts, wondering if it was jay all along who took this from tyler. if sharon’s affections were only doled out to the youngest boys because that love’s finite, and because jay just had to be difficult, ruin things by taking that book and killing dale, the sting of a motherly slap across the cheek still smarting. can’t accept that he wants more than he’s got, so it’s jay’s fault. that festering itch getting worse until it’s damn near unbearable. it’s jay on the doorstep of the cabin and not dale, not his baby brother who sat on his lap and babbled to him in half-formed sentences, who didn’t leave him ( didn’t leave the family, comes the mental correction ) to go galavanting off in the woods. 

still, tyler takes first watch. is used to staying up and expects that neither ma nor jay will wake up for a second watch. maybe he’ll catch an hour or two, but he ain’t counting on it. more important that sharon gets her rest, and it’s not like tyler trusts jay to stay up and keep an eye out. not after he found out about brooke, the long-kept secret that shoulda been told to him long ago, so he could understand why he’s gotta make it up to the family more than ever. if anything, he thinks maybe jay’ll try to slink out and talk to him. the lie weighs heavy on his chest, but it’s the most sensible solution. ma needs to go on the motorcycle, and jay can survive out here in the woods. if tyler stayed ( and his chest constricts at the mere thought ) … he’d die. still, even though ma knows that, it’s still his duty to stay back. even with this busted leg, even with his lack of familiarity of the bush of two rock. when jay wasn’t around, the solution was simple. now, it’s staring him right in the eye. his imminent death. the same fate as dale. loving jay, then dying for it. 

the door creaks open, and tyler’s heart squeezes in his chest seeing it’s ma. it ain’t rare for her to seek out his company, whether it’s to unload some stresses or just cause he’s smoking at the same time as her, but that weary heart still jumps when she does. hard and clear evidence that he’s doing something right. but that brief hope gets squashed like an insignificant insect as soon as the words leave her mouth. can we talk about this canada thing? 

shoulda known she was coming out to ask about it, silently curses himself for not realizing sooner. remembers the other mistake he made, telling jay about his real ma, and braces himself for a scolding that thankfully never comes. sharon’s not a petty woman, and she’s moved onto more pressing matters. wondering why jay can’t have the prized seat next to her on the bike. wondering all that when she’s whip-smart and definitely smart enough to know tyler’d die if he stuck around back here. and it all comes flooding out. a juvenile confession, practically sobbed out. a desperate begging for love he’s always thought he was above. is it so wrong to want to live? is it so wrong to want a shot at life even when it’s long over? all his life, he’s given her ( the family, he hurriedly corrects, because even now, he can’t stop the helpless fawning over her ) everything he has, everything he is. and here he leans against the cabin post, staring up at the consequence bearing over him like a giant. finds himself scared and utterly alone in the face of this insurmountable beast. 

he just wants to live. and if that’s gotta mean just surviving from here on out, he wants that. if his fate was never to live his life, he’ll mourn it and bury it alongside dale. clenches his fists and jaw and tries not to let the grief consume him, crush that bad leg before he’s even got a chance to try to keep going. wouldn’t dale have wanted him to live? wouldn’t dale have wanted… and it feels blasphemous to even think, but wouldn’t dale have wanted his happiness? couldn’t sharon have loved him enough to want that for him?

but it can’t be about dale and it certainly can’t be about sharon, so it’s about jay, the boy who got everything tyler wanted just by being. who whines and gets his way, the eternal favourite and the one dale eventually left tyler behind for. but tyler knows he can still win. he’s just gotta convince jay to stay back. and he does. feels that affection he always had for the kid come back full force, all babyish smiles and hints of wisdom he don’t think even jay knows he has. tyler will miss him. he gets that now. wishes blindly and with all his heart that there were three seats on the motorcycle, even if the thought of sharing ma with jay was nauseating just an hour ago. 

tyler trudges back to his world, leaving jay to his own. greets sharon with a weary look, disillusioned like he hasn’t been in a long time. no longer is he excited to be the only one left. misses his brothers, both of ‘em, like hell. but at least he’s got ma, his sole purpose for as long as he can remember. something nettles him about that. maybe it’s just that jay taking off didn’t make him feel any better. 

that’s what he sticks with until one night at the church turns into two, and then three.

and tyler lays with his cheek pressed against a dilapidated floor and wonders. do we get what we deserve?

#as dusk falls #tyler holt #sharon holt #adfaugust2023 #pan writes #this is obviously inspired by the cabin scene and my intense feelings about it #and there's a lot i could say about it but i will say that this fic does not paint sharon positively #people do not seem to realize that both bear AND sharon have seriously abused their kids ESPECIALLY tyler #and the cabin scene really shows how for the first time in his entire life tyler is having an intense breakdown about #the absurd expectations placed on his shoulders #it's baffling to me that sharon would not stay behind if it meant her kids would be safe #ESPECIALLY since she goes to paul for help regardless! #but because both tyler and jay are so emotionally abused by her ( especially tyler ) it's never a question whether she should get that seat #leading to this huge fallout between tyler and jay #which tbf was already coming since we know tyler was dying to tell jay he was adopted #and he is severely in his feelings because he (AND LITERALLY SHARON) blames himself for dale's death #cannot stress enough that if dale dies from the sniper sharon tells tyler POINT BLANK that it was his fault. and similarly in the barn scene #if jay fucks up the two by fours bear LITERALLY tells tyler 'weren't you watching him? what's wrong with you?' #so like this isn't something tyler is just making up in his head. people ACTIVELY assign him responsibility over his brothers #in any case the point is atp tyler is DISABLED and there is no way he can make it on his own. leaving him there IS a death sentence #and while jay probably doesn't realize this there is no WAY sharon doesn't. why else would she abandon him and latch onto paul? #and i know she tells paul a different story but she is HEAVILY established as a liar/unreliable narrator in that chapter so #ANYWAY. i have normal thoughts and feelings about sharon and tyler's abusive ass relationship /lie

[fettery-fetterie]

Red lights spin, the alarms are going off

-An intruder.

Run around, pick what you gotta fast, they know I'm here

-This is gonna be fun.

Shit. They got me

-Too easy.

...

-...

Here my life lies, my future spilling from my head, I can barely feel my body

And they laugh, they laugh so bastardly, I wish I could have the strength to cry it out

It's helpless. I'm helpless

...

And then, the first hit

And the second

And the third

All cooled out

Do I have to wonder where I got this from? I can't afford that, the pipe leads my way

-Oh, it's you again.

Rush through, knock them, it's about survival now

-Now this is where the fun begins.

Gunshots

-My specialty.

And I bleed

-And you bleed.

The adrenaline gets to me

-Precious wounds from you for me.

Your boys are down

-We're alone

You're alone

-And so scared. My heart rushes. You...it's you!

-You're War! You're what I have been looking for!

-Please...! Your end! My end! All here and now!

I'm just so tired, and I don't feel like working overtime

-What...?

My shift's over. I'm done here.

-No...! NO!

#perceptive little crow #omg hiiiii hi hello. i made some connections and I'm going insane <3 #'have you completely misunderstood another character?' yes i did <3 #i just believe it would be super cool if he was like. completely idealizing the idea of teo as like. a symbol of violence and war #man so obsessed with that bitch he'd go insane over one (1) woman almost killing his stupid ass #bc he didn't feel that kind of rush and struggle and fear and ecstasy for so long. he wants more #and he dreams of the day they can finally get each other's hands on each other. and fight tooth and nail til one falls #and only bc this is about him specifically but I'd also love to talk about teo's potential weight on her shoulders that would be being #the first of like. an entirely new professional career? and a potentially dangerous one at that? like how she'd be the one to set just *so* #many standards about how to deal with myths...oh. how lovely that sounds #ok enough rambling for tonight #I COMPLETELY FORGOT TO MENTION #bc he doesn't get to fight his 'goddess' he lashes out to anyone on her same field. bc he seems them as mere troops which do nothing but #stay in the way of 'their righteous fight' #but also as a way to get even a drop of the same adrenaline he felt that day #ok that's all

[goldshykitsune]

Hit my knee hard real hard. Making unable to get up by myself. However I luckily I remembered there is booping on Tumblr today and my dog attacked with loves.

#I gotta stop falling #also somehow the last time I fell and like flipped to having my back on the ground. #today my left knee the last time my entire right side #I'm in pain. #today I slid to a cabinet but I somehow hit the one single spot not covered by stuff with my left knee so I got my left knee with tile. #second time in two weeks that I fell and just stayed where I was cause I hurt to badly. #(normally even if I'm in immense pain I'll get up and get to where I need to be.) #at least last time it was carpet and the most I had was scrapped. this time I got straight knee to ground #doesn't help I over exercised yesterday and my shoulders hurt. #like what is it with me and pain. #especially so painful that I almost always need help getting up. #I would not make it completely on my own right now with the pain that the world gives me. #all my tags just got of order and I'm too lazy to fix it.

[picavecalyx]

aaaannnddd i finally put the actual colours on here wanted to yeet the shading lines but m lazy :')

#art ;; tbd #verse ;; pokemon ;; beyond destructing and falling petals #silva doesn't even usually have fingerless gloves on that hand...but we make exception for this #she usualyl doesn't to HIDE the fact that her entire hand is up to her shoulder is SCARRED to HELL. like JIDOOFOSID

[blizzardz]

my right arm is unbelievably stronger than my left not just bc of right-handedness but also it's the arm i've been using to scoop GALLONS of ice with. every day of the week.

#theres another side to this bc while my arm is stronger there are also moments where it feels like its Just about to go limp and numb. weak. #like i be drawing and then i feel like my entire arm is about to fall off my shoulder. not in a painful way #but in a My Bones Feel Like Air And Any Moment Now It Will All Go Completely Limp way #its funny tho lmao. my bones in this one arm are semisolid

[mymarifae]

why don't you like blade :(

oh i don't dislike him! i just don't care. totally different thing

everything i've seen of him in game so far PLUS alllllllll those leaks hasn't been enough. like. as of Right Now there's nothing for me to latch onto and pick at. the whole "dan heng's past life's ex-husband/fiance" may be enough for some people but i just do not gaf 😭 i need. to see quite a bit more of him before i can even start getting into the territory of actual like/dislike

#and i probably won't dislike him when i do get the additional context i need to understand his character properly #because overall i Really enjoy the character writing in this game so they'd have to fuck up catastrophically for me to Dislike him #mailbox #you know what i do dislike though. renheng. or whatever you people call it #like ok YES i see that they were probably married in dan heng's past life #but #i don't... dan heng has made it extremely clear that he is NOT dan feng and he really hates engaging with any part of that life #because he wants to move on and establish himself as a new person and be SEEN as Himself and not have to shoulder dan feng's shit forever #and i don't understand what blade's deal is. like if he's also a reincarnation or. idk kafka was like 'mara' but like #either i skipped something in that cutscene or it was not elaborated on Yet or it wasn't translated well OR all 3 #regardless i do not get what's happening. with him. #so maybe he can still love dan feng and it really fucking sucks for him that dan heng looks so much like him but *dan feng* is dead #he's not going to find his husband/fiance in dan heng again. like blahblahblah the vidyadhara's reincarnation is weird #and undoubtedly parts of dan feng will live on through dan heng but they're not. the same person #and yknow blade isn't (checks notes) exactly yinxing anymore #like that's kind of the entire point of this story line. it's supposed to be tragic because they're not the same people anymore #and they're not going to just fall in love all over again at the drop of a hat #like i thought you guys loved doomed yaoi. why do you keep making it un-doomed #it's not a big deal or anything like do what you want forever. if un-dooming the doomed yaoi makes you happy then ok! #but it's not for me and never will be it just requires ignoring such an integral part of what makes dan heng. dan heng. #blade's fine. silver wolf is like his niece now or something he can just go take her to mcdonald's he doesn't need a husband again

[straydogged]

ohhhh my body is just gonna keep falling apart ok

#the amount my average daily pain has increased in the last few years is so fucking scary #it feels like my posture is collasping and my entire torso and spine are constantly screaming about it #but the muscles I need to engage to sit/stand up straight either pull my shoulder out or leave it unsupported so it falls out on its own #and I dont. fucking know what to do #I feel so lost because I simply do not have access to the medical support I need!

[gloopdimension]

hgoo.ii dont have any new thoughts but ummm.Leo & orion ........ smile

:) leo and orion

#let me see if ive got any new thots on em in my noggin...... #I think leo does have some trauma w losing people he cares about. so instead of preventing connections he does allow them to happen. him #being a pretty well known mob boss and a pretty dangerous one at that[hes also got guys ALL over the city] #he can totaly have u watched out for if ur his buddy :) #if it was up to leo he would have orion GONE. he doesnt like 'im. he just tolerates his presence bc hes learned orion is MORE than an equal #match. #theyre only equals in terms of confidence and thats what leo really has going for him. leo is at the very least 3 ft [or more] shorter than #orion but he makes up for that in yeah! his confidence #also strength.this guy packsa punch #a detail i remembered in the sauna image aswell was his knuckles being bandaged up. he enjoys hand-to-hand combat the most:) #also orion can form rifts. any size any shape [primarily wide-ish ovals for him specifically to step thru] #and anywhere leading to anywhere else! #he can form a rift right beneath you that leads to a timeline thats actively falling apart and reality can collapse around ur very eyes. Bu #he enjoys doing that himself and seeing what happens to the folks who are doomed #he'd also use this power to make a rift. tap someones shoulder. pull his hand back. and the person looks around confused like I Know Someon #Tapped My Shoulder. Who Was It #also orion got that biig scar on his face bc his arm blew up! he tried to inspect it himself like years ago but he didnt use his foresight #and paid for it. #he is nearly wholly deaf if not entirely in his left ear #withuot his prosthetics hed be missingggg his entire arm anddd everything below the middle of his left thigh :) #asks #my ocs #ive DEFINITELY got more on em but umm well i want a dink.

[isfjmel-phleg]

(Impulse #24 and #66)

First hug, last hug

#comicsposting again #really! the last time we see these two hug IN THIS PARTICULAR SERIES is at the end of Mercury Falling #even at the height of their getting along hugs are rather rare #when Bart goes through bouts of depression toward the end of the series Max is more likely to console him with a hand on his shoulder #and they don't get one last chance to connect before Max disappears #(in fact their last conversation doesn't go especially well) #even when Bart gets the chance to temporarily bring back his entire family (including Max) #there's still no opportunity for a last hug #once again I would like to rewrite the ending of this series #you can't just take the central relationship of the whole series and not give it a satisfying conclusion #just like you can't just start a redemption arc and DROP IT LIKE A HOT POTATO #anyway it's of note that the first hug comes at a separation and the last at a restoration

[almakfi]

there is some level of inevitability to the evolution of basim's dynamic with loki because regardless of external endorsement, eventually the relentless rejection bringing him nothing but torment and fear and weariness would have pushed him to try a different approach, to listen and understand the djinn's voice and garbled words, but rayhan encouraging him to DID speed up the whole process—to the point that when basim was at his most vulnerable aka right after his son died he was ready to hear and welcome loki's effortless manipulation, because the way had been paved beforehand

#HCS. #the responsibility does not fall entirely on rayhan's shoulders #and lbr an outright prohibition from him would not have #stopped basim from reaching out to the djinn #ac mirage spoilers tw #trying to retcon the stupid isu lore come back later

[strawberrycircuits]

actually, wait i meant bg npc Fi and Zelda are too cool

FI AND ZELDA FORREAL FORREAL. i love women*

*fi is canonically genderless and zelda gets up to a lot of genderfuckery himself lmao

#my fav bg npcs are malon and paya. paya ohmy god i love paya i read a fic abt her like a yr ago and shes occupied my brain ever since #barring jokes about that one speedrun category. I want her and link to date. she deserves it i wnt her to be happy #theyd be so cute man. but theres like no content of them. i want paya to go adventuring with link and overcome her shyness #and sheltered upbringing and i want link to be incredibly supportive of her and I want link to fall asleep against her shoulder one night #in hyrule field and i want her to help him fight the calamity in what small ways she can and i want them to kiss about it #something something links entire life being defined by the past and him not feeling like the same person and deciding to find his place in #the present with someone from the present instead #also smthn smthn paya spending her whole life hearing about the hero who died fighting the calamity and then Dating Said Fucking Hero