#he will not divide us

[ride-a-dromedary]

Also, unrelated, but I love how Halsin refers to the druidic library (or at least parts of it) as "my books", though he doesn't seem otherwise personally attached to physical objects, and the library is obviously shared communally by all the druids. It's such an affectionate little thing; he probably spent a lot of time in that study and library, adding to the collection over the century, keeping the key with him at all times.

What I'm saying is give Halsin a little library in Reithwin.

#BG3 Musing #Halsin #Halsin Posting #the druidic regimen seems to be that supplies and things are communal property in that they should be free for anyone within their walls #to use and access (at least by fellow druids - they seem divided on outsiders) #i just love the idea that Halsin spent so much time in that library he started affectionately calling them *his* books #(and maybe some of them were actually acquired by him but halsin is very much the what's mine is yours type - i can't really imagine him #having solid division lines of these are *my* books and these are *not* my books)

[crunchietoast]

ᶜᵒᵒᵏⁱᵉˢ & ᶜᵒʷᵇᵒʸˢ| ʲ.ᵐ

Pairings: pre-outbreak Joel Miller x fem!reader

Word Count: 2883 (✨Including Bonus Scene✨)

Summary: You loved days like this. Days sitting on his couch in the dark living room of your neighbour’s house. Yes, that's right, you were spending your Saturday afternoons on your neighbour’s couch on a rainy day. But the term neighbour might be a little insensitive after all he was more than any other neighbour you have ever had.

Warnings: implied NSFW, cheesy cowboy books, Tommy being a little shit, eating; cookies and popcorn, mentions of shirtless Joel, swearing, FlirtyJoel™️, use of Y/N unfortunately, low-key cowboy kink, most likely writing errors leave meh alone :') (lemme know if there are any more <3)

You loved days like this. Days sitting on the couch in the dark living room of your neighbour’s house. Yes, that's right, you were spending your Saturday afternoons on your neighbour’s couch on a rainy day. But the term neighbour might be a little insensitive after all he was more than any other neighbour you have ever had.

Since you moved in next door, you and Joel have become very close and spend a lot of time together. You hate to be cliché, but you have grown especially fond of him, more than neighbours should, or even more the friends should. Yep, that's right you had a huge fat crush on the boy next door. But the boy next door wasn't actually a boy, in fact he was a man, a very single man that just so happened to be a loving father, and as you have recently found out, someone very cozy to share a blanket with.

You and Joel’s friendship was interesting to say the least. You two were flirty, very flirty, but you both knew the line and tiptoed on the edge; never dare crossing it. Being close with Joel was just easy, you knew what one another needed.

For example, crying at his front door, face smothered in his shoulder after a hard day. You knew he’d be there. No questions asked but the silence was loud enough. Comforting in a way.

He has made it very clear you were welcome over any time but Sarah on the other hand, uses a tactic you like to call broad-line trickery. You really couldn't say no to her puppy dog eyes when she begged you to stay over for movie night.

“C'mon Y/N! Dad doesn't cook the popcorn like you do!” she pleaded, knowing full well you and Joel made the popcorn the exact same way.

“Well if you insist,” you playfully rolled your eyes and making eye contact with Joel, acting as if it were a chore to be around the adorable curly hair girl and her absolute DILF of a dad.

Joel scoffed and rolled his eyes back as he chucked Sarah’s bedding on the couch that she insisted on having to make a blanket fort with.

“Only if you're Dad says it okay though.” You say again with a smile on your face. Sarah exclaimed in joy.

“Okay with it? Pft! Dad would make you move in if you'd let him” Sarah made sly eyes at Joel as his eyes widened before he threw a pillow at his daughter.

“Okay, that's enough! If you want Y/N to stay you better go get more blankets and pillow, hurry up or the pizzas gonna come and you’re not gonna get any…” Joel teased as he picked up the home phone from the coffee table. Sarah ran upstairs with loud thumps you and Joel chuckled quietly.

“Move in huh?” You battered your eyes.

“You shush girl, or no pizza for you either” he narrows his eyes at you.

So yes, you loved sitting on his couch on a cold rainy day more than anything. You two didn't even need to talk really, simply sitting on the couch with your legs laid on top of his lap as you read a book, his thumb gently rubbing your ankle where your sweatpants and socks don't exactly meet as he watches whatever is on the tv on a quiet volume.

Some would think you’re a couple, which in all honestly would make sense, but nope. Neither of you says anything for fear of ruining the comfortable abode you’ve made yourself. So, sitting here will have to do for now.

“When is Sarah gonna be back?” You asked glancing up from your cheesy cowboy novel.

“Why? My company not enough?” he pretended to be offended and you giggled and shook your head as your eyes rolled, “she’s gettin’ dropped off at Tommy’s tonight, she wanted to have a slumber party with her uncle apparently. Gon’ get him to tell her all bout’ his date on Tuesday” he deadpanned. You chuckled slightly at the thought of Tommy and Sarah having a ‘slumber party’, you can imagine it now, Sarah braiding his hair as he rants and swoons about the pretty girl he just went on a date with. “He better keep it PG, don’t want Sarah coming home tellin’ me all about how Uncle Tommy just got laid” he said, which only made you laugh louder, head thrown back against the arm rest of the couch.

“Now that would be hilarious” you said as you stood up from the couch, throwing the fluffy blanket and book onto the couch next to Joel as you walked to the kitchen.

“Yeah,” you heard him scoff from the living room as you got a bag of popcorn out of the cabinet. “For you. I’ll be the one that has to give Sarah the talk unless you wanna give it a go Darlin'” He laughed loudly at the thought.

“I’ll leave it to you, thanks” you say sheepishly as you pressed the buttons on the microwave, then grabbing a cookie from the jar above the microwave, which are surprisingly still here. Joel and Tommy love the cookies that you and Sarah make, they never usually last a week.

A few seconds past with nothing but the sound of the popcorn popping, the TV on low volume and the heavy rain hitting the windows and roof outside. It was peaceful.

“His hands were rough, just like she imagined. Real hard-working hands must be from all horse riding and heavy lifting he’s been doing she thought to herself. Those same hands now moved down her body slowly,” You heard Joel say from the living room.

‘What in the world is he on abo-’

Your book. He’s reading your book.

“What’s a pretty lady like you doing not getting touched the way she shoul-” he continued.

“JOEL NO! PUT IT DOW-” you ran into the living room diving onto the couch scrambling to get the book from his grasp. His laughter boomed loudly as he held the book out of her reach.

“Is this what you've been readin’ all this time sweetheart? Paper porn?” Joel laughs loudly as you’re still trying to reach the book, climbing all over him in the hopes of getting it back.

“Joel! give it back, it’s not what it looks like!” you said smacking his chest with a bright red face.

“Oh baby, I think it’s exactly what it looks like, see the page was even dog eared,” his laugh only getting louder as you straddle his lap, pulling at his arm that’s in the air with the book.

“No fair Joel, give it back!” you whine as he laughs slow down.

“Alright Alright girl, calm down,” his hand comes up to grab at your wrist that’s trying to get the book. You glare at him crossing your arms with your hand, that Joel was holding, out waiting the return of your precious book. “Oh, don’t look at me like that, here’s ya porn-” you jab the side of his ribs “OW! - okay okay here’s your…literature” he said finally handing the book to you as you snatch it out of his grasp, holding it tightly against you, the glare remaining.

“Cowboys really do it for you?” Joel askes curiously.

“Shut up, didn’t your Momma ever teach you not to touch what isn't yours? Or did you just not listen, hm?” You said pulling his ear gently to add emphasise to your words. Joel grabbed at your wrist again.

“Oh no Darlin, don’t worry I listen real well.” he said smirking as your face burned.

“Dick.” you scoffed, slapping his shoulder with the book before getting off of Joel, trying to ignore the fact you realised you were sitting on him a few seconds ago. Joel just laughed.

“Yeah Yeah, now would you be an angel go get the popcorn for your handsome rugged cowboy?” Joel said reaching for the TV remote nonchalantly.

“Ughh, I hate you” you whine throwing a pillow at his head as you walk back to the kitchen placing the book on the counter, away from Joel, and emptied the popcorn from the microwave into a bowl.

“Where's the book?” Joel asked as you sat back down on the couch, your legs bent with your cold feet under his thigh in hopes of some warmth, bowl of buttery popcorn in hand.

“I’m going to burn it.” You say dead serious as you tug the blanket back over you, Joel shuffling under as well, munching on handful of popcorn.

“What?!” He groaned “I was really getting into it” He continued, smirking as you glared at him again.

“I’ll buy you one for your birthday.” you say still serious as you smack his arm coming to pinch at your chin affectionately.

“Na, why would you do that when we can just read it together, huh? Go on off you go, get the book” he said throwing his arm on the backrest of the couch and shooing you away with his other hand.

Bright red covers you from you neck to the tip of your ears at the thought of reading a dirty book with Joel. With him.

“Absolutely not. There is no way in hell I’m reading that book near you ever again, let alone with you!” You said throwing a piece of popcorn at him. Joel laughs.

“Don't let me ruin it for you, I’m sure you were really into it. Up to the best part of it as well” Joel replies, chuckling as you shove your face into the pillow you grabbed from behind you, groaning loudly.

“You’re such an idiot, I’m never making cookies for you again!” you threaten as your face is still shoved in the pillow.

Joel grabbed behind you knees and pulled you closer to him, so your legs laid over his lap completely, you squealed into the pillow. He put his hands on your waist where your his hoodie had rod up and started to tickle, your head shot out from the pillow and screeched bloody murder as you tried to wiggle from his gasp.

“Don’t be so mean to your cowboy, he loves eating his girls’ cookies!” he said as he continued the assault.

“Joel stop!” you squealed again between words as he just kept pulling you closer every time you managed to crawl away. “Let me go!!” you're screams began mixing with uncontrollable laughter.

“Na-uh girly, you’re not going anywhere. I will not hesitate to lasso you up!” Joel kept the cowboy joke going because he loved the reaction it got out of you. And this, for one was definitely a reaction.

You laughed harder, the joke now becoming more funny than embarrassing. Still embarrassing of course but funny too now.

“Pl-please! I-I can’t!” you screamed as tears welled at the corner of your eyes from the laughter. Joel was laughing loudly as well, showing dimple on his right cheek that you loved so much.

His fingers finally stopped moving and your laughing slowed down, you opened your eyes to Joel’s shit eating grin pasted all over his face. He was sitting on his heels now, facing you, between your thighs as your legs were over his thighs and down by his sides. His hands on the couch, either side of your hips to hold himself up.

You’re smile hurt your cheeks and the tears from laughter rolled down the side of your face. Joel was quick to wipe them away with his thumb.

“Fine I’ll make more cookies.” you say quietly, like a whisper for only him to hear.

“Promise?” Joel whispered back as his smile went gentle.

“Promise.”

The words felt like they had more meaning than they lead on. Like it wasn’t about cookies, or cowboys. Like you were promising something more than his favourite home baked goods. And it felt okay. You didn't know what it was at the moment but whatever it was, it felt okay.

“Good.” Joel concluded. “Can’t live without em’” he said as his thumb gently touched your waist again.

“Me either” you giggled.

This definitely wasn't about cookies or cowboys.

✨Bonus scene✨

WC: 846

“Yes, the bear with the blue ribbon, I got it! Just stay in the car, won’t be long girly!” Tommy called out to the car as he walked into the kitchen from the back door.

“Hi Tommy, whacha doin?” you asked him as you stood at the stove pulling out another tray of cookies, as Joel ate the rest.

“Hiya sweets, just picking up a few things for Sarah she forgot. Apparently, she can’t live without em’ for even a day,” he said as he looked around the kitchen “where is Joel at?”

“Oh, he’s in the shower, shouldn't be too long” you said as you took the oven mites off your hands, chucking them on the bench next to the stove.

“You guys been behaving?” Tommy smirked as he wiggled his eyebrows at you. You rolled your eyes at him and ignored the blush on your cheeks.

“We always do” you smiled at him with a warning eye, that if he were to ask again you would hit him with a wooden spoon. He got the idea.

“Hey Darlin’ do you have my shir-” Joel said as walked into the kitchen as soon as he saw Tommy he huffed and leaned against the counter.

Oh, you forgot to mention, shirtless as well. Since you were indeed wearing his shirt. Why you ask? Don’t.

“What are you doing here?” Joel asked Tommy bluntly.

“Hello to you too brother,” Tommy said smiling slyly at the sight of you wearing said shirt, Joel not wearing said shirt and…wait what’s that, a book on the counter? “Just picking up some stuff for Sarah, the girl really needs a bear with a blue ribbon apparently”.

“Armchair in the Living room on the right” you said as you walked into the laundry room near the kitchen, grabbing Joel a new shirt.

“Thanks” Tommy said as he walks closer to the counter with the book. Joel is so distracted to by the cookies that just came out of the oven, attempting to make it look like he’s not drooling as he stood near the stove top with the tray on top, that he doesn’t even notice Tommy looking at the book.

“’Save a horse, Ride a cowboy’?” Tommy read the cheesy book cover out loud as he picked it up.

You rushed back into the kitchen throwing the new shirt at Joel’s face as he wiped around from the stove top to get to Tommy as well.

“NO!” You both said in unison. Somehow Joel got there first and snatched the book out of his brothers’ hands. Tommy was extremely confused, it took a bit for the book title and the reaction of you both to process, but when it did, and he knew what the book was most likely about a huge smirk smeared disgustingly over his face.

“A cowboy book?” Tommy said as Joel and your faces went red. Joel fiddling with the cover of the pages.

“It’s Joel’s!” you said quickly. Joels eyes instantly went wide as he panned his head towards you. His grip on the book tightens. Tommy looked between the both of you.

“No, it’s not! Y/N, its hers she loves cowboys!!” Joel shouted whipping his head to Tommy as if he was a kid caught stealing candy. He swung his head back over to you with eyebrows furrowed and jaw swingling open. “How DARE you.” He emphasized the word dare.

“Joel it’s okay, your allowed to like what you like. Nothing to be ashamed off.” You smirked at him as you (fake) empathetically patted his shoulder. See how he likes it.

“Okayyyy…. Well, I’ll leave you to cookie making” he pointed to you, “And I’ll leave you, dear brother, to cowboy readin’” tommy said patting the shoulder of Joel. You kept in the snort of laughter as Joel once again snapped his head to his brother, glaring firmly at the younger man. Tommy nods at the both of you and walked backwards to the Livingroom to finally get the bear Sarah wanted.

“You little shit.” Joel said looking over to your sheepish smile. His eye twitched as you shrugged your shoulder and giggled guiltily.

“What? You did say you loved the book…” you said, still smiling, as you picked up the shirt you threw at Joel in the struggle and dusted it off before handing it to him with both hands.

Joel snatched the shirt and tossed the book back onto the counter, aggressively pulled the shirt over his head.

“Tommy, did you find the bear?” Joel asked keeping his glare on you.

“Uh… Yep! found it right he-” Tommy said from the Livingroom.

“Great. Get out.” Joel said firmly. Tommy got the hint and began pacing for the backdoor again.

“No! Tommy please don’t leave, here have a cooki-”

“Bye Y/N!! Goodluck!” He said as the door closed behind him. Your eyes went back to Joel’s which had yet to stop staring. Joel waited until he hears Tommy’s truck drive away.

‘Those cookies better be the best damn things I’ve ever eaten. Or you’re screwed.”

#CrunchieToast #joel miller #tlou #the last of us #pedro pascal #joel miller x reader #pedro pascal x reader #hes so fucking hot guys you dont even understand #cookies & cowboys #tommy miller #bella ramsey #joel miller fanfiction #the last of us hbo #joel miller x you #joel miller smut #joel miller fic #x yn #x reader #pre outbreak!joel #dividers and images not mine

[magpie-trove]

“After all he’s done he doesn’t deserve—“ listen can you honestly say YOU *deserve* a happy ending?? There is no deserve!! A happy ending is a happy ending cause it always always always comes as an unexpected gift. There is always always always the 2/3 point in the story where it is undeserved and unattainable and not going to be given. Because it can only be given!! And yet!!! Still it comes!! A eucatastrophe!! For you and me!! Undeserved!!!

#shut up about deserve!!!!! #also 99% of the time this rhetoric is deployed it’s in a scenario where the Good Guys Who Deserve A Happy Ending ‘deserve’ it simply cause #they are labeled the Good Guys #and they’ve been crossing the same lines as the Bad Guy Who Doesn’t #examples: Ward betraying everyone and everyone treating him like an irredeemable monster when they are SPIES it’s their JOB to trick and #betray people and they have all done that for much less reasons! but because it was *them* that’s different #also this post is in response to some tweet about Flynn I had the misfortune to see and that’s actually the least arguable because #literally everything Flynn has done they have done at this point too #each and every one of the team has killed someone in a scenario where they didnt *need* to be killed (if you can even say that) #they’ve stolen tech for their own goals they’re ruining history to eradicate Rittenhouse and get their own loved ones back like #they’re court martial Ed government most wanted a #the only thing Flynn’s done they haven’t is actually go to jail for it cause he was un sanctioned by the Declarer of Rights and Wrongs- #What The Government Wants #murdered historical figures? so have they #like. there is no moral line between them #no reason they ‘deserve’ it and he doesn’t #I’m terribly sad but also there is beauty to that ending #but tweet person from the crew you are WRONG #you can’t put a moral dividing line like that between ‘us’ (always good) and ‘them’ (don’t deserve happiness too bad) #because one day you *will* find yourself on the other end of that line #and then you will have labeled yourself doomed and undeserving #mercy is everywhere dummy let’s all get some!!

[evilkitten3]

one pet peeve of mine in founders-era fanfics is when madara's whole,,,, everything is solved by izuna just being there

like maybe this is just me, but i don't think izuna surviving or even coming around to the idea of a truce with the senju would've been enough to keep madara from the path he ended up on.

izuna wasn't the reason he left - he was definitely part of madara's issues, but he wasn't the why. even if izuna had stuck around, and even if that had been enough to keep the uchiha clan from losing their faith in madara, i think he would've still come to realize konoha wasn't what he'd hoped it would be.

best case scenario, i think izuna's survival might've caused madara to stick around a bit longer, but i don't think it would've lasted. honestly, even then, that might've just made the inevitable break-up between madara and hashirama even more agonizing (particularly for izuna)

it's a fun idea to play around with for sure, but frankly i don't think canon!madara could've ever been 'saved' from that path. certainly not if the hidden village system ended up getting set up in the same way.

#naruto #naruto shippuden #meta #uchiha madara #uchiha izuna #senju hashirama #from the moment madara was born into that world he was doomed to walk that path i think #most fics that have izuna live and madara still leave that i've seen keep izuna's death as the catalyst. but moved down a bit #which i understand #but imo it'd be more interesting to explore how izuna would feel about his brother's choice #bc as much as people like to view izuna as like a super big bro supporter. he really REALLY isn't #his loyalty is to the uchiha clan #we're explicitly shown that if forced to pick between the clan's interests and madara's dream izuna will pick the clan #both as a kid when he and tajima fought tobirama and butsuma #and as an adult when he used his last words (or the last words hashirama ever heard from him) to further that divide #the clan chose konoha over madara. and i think izuna - as against the idea as he was to begin with - would've also #not bc he doesn't love his brother. bc his loyalty is and always will be to the uchiha clan #hell madara was the same until he was physically forced to stop #first by hashirama trying to use his own life as a bid for peace between their families #and later by the uchiha clan's rejection of madara himself #madara is like. if the doomed hero trope was the antagonist #having said all of that zetsu was never going to let izuna live bc he needed madara to get the eternal mangekyou sharingan #and izuna was the only one of his siblings who lived long enough to see him get the regular sharingan. so it had to be him #but like i said even if that weren't the case it wouldn't have mattered #madara believed that the end - the world of dreams - would justify the means. if izuna hadn't given up his eyes freely... #well. it's not like people didn't end up thinking madara had taken them anyway #i don't think even naruto could've saved madara really #the only thing anyone could've saved him from was dying alone #which is what would've happened if everyone except him was in the infinite tsukuyomi when kaguya came back #and honestly even tho all three of his deaths had other people there (hashirama then obito then hashirama again)

[wickedfreakho]

⋆`  🎀  𝒦𝒶𝓂𝓇𝑒𝓃 𝒞💞𝓇𝑒  🎀  `⋆

" ring ring, ring ring...wassup mimi ! "

" wassup rennie <3 ! "

" go fuck yourself "

" sure but only if you watch ! "

" do you wanna sleep together ? "

" wow already eren ? ask me out on a date first ! jesus... "

" I think I'm falling for you "

" then get UHHPPPP !! "

" you're so stupid cami.. "

" do you want to explain the text you sent me last night ? "

" it was autocorrect.. "

" so autocorrect wrote ' you're so hot please step on me ' ? "

" yes it did. "

" es hora de comer~ "

" you're always eating ! just big back af ! "

" I love you "

" No , I love you more than you love me "

" You have no idea how much I want you right now . "

" Okay then show me... "

#eren x reader #eren x black reader #eren jaeger #eren fluff #eren aot #aot #aot x reader #kamrencoreee ~ 🎀 #eren yeager #i love us so much like wtf #i can't believe he's not real i will actually go crazy rn #literally someone help me i'm in LOOOOOOVEEE #AHHHH #okay have an amazing day everyone <3 #i literally wanna add more to this in the future or maybe make more posts #dividers by fairytopea #kami and eren

[glittergroovy]

#dividers #pronouns #pronoun dividers #she her #he him #gif warning #glitter text #pink #826x56px #comic sans #oie #feel free to use #flashing lights

[boxesblr]

Cleo: Bdubs is going to stick with his alliance, because that's what he always does when the chips are down. Bdubs is loyal, he pretends he's not because he likes *you* (looking at Etho) to do things for him.

CLEO!! Thank you for your takes!! I'll be chewing on them forever

#zombiecleo #bdoubleo100 #ethoslab #cleo #bdubs #etho #secret life smp #im just SAYING #so much sympathy for bdubs and i do get it but actually his ideal world is one of perfect alliance #so he can maintain his loyalty #and sure hed never attack etho but hed sure trap his base. use his resources. stand on the other side of the alliance divide #im not saying hes wrong btw and i think its fun to have different and opposing takes #but cleo said something here and im chewing on it

[leolaroot]

tshirt that says i enjoy overdramatic and slightly silly science fiction but sincerity is a must at all times.

#usa president says NO i admit it i am racist.... because im scared.... i try not to be but i am.. youre just so different to me...... #but ... i want to try.... and stop... 🫶🏻 and he disarms.the nukes #and then when the nukes are didabled world peace is enacted and allof a sudden all men can understand eachothers language . ohhhh i get it! #when fear stops dividing us we will realize our oneness ! .okay good job sci fi writer i can tell you were doodling little rainbows and #smiley faces on the edge of the screenplay

[dandelion-roots]

[ID: a pencil and ink drawing of dazai and chuuya from bungou stray dogs. dazai is sitting with one leg bent in front of him and the other bent on the floor. he's shirtless and has stylized top surgery scars and a variety of scars. his coat is draped over one shoulder and he's wearing his white pants and black shoes as well as bandages around his neck and visible arm. his head is tilted to the side and he's blushing and smirking as he looks at chuuya whose head is at dazai's shoulder. chuuya's right hand is holding dazai's hair and his other is holding dazai's forearm from where dazai is holding chuuya's shoulder. chuuya is also blushing and looks annoyed. he's wearing a shirt and black pants. the signature says dandelion-roots. end ID]

✨ a little 2 am trans dazai for your perusal~ ✨

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #soukoku #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #trans dazai #hes just trans to me. youre not cis not to me not if its u <3 #i love unhinged depressed men #wasnt originally gonna post this bcs it was just a 2 am doodle but it got peer approved and why not? this is my house #dont question anything going on here it is what it is and i love it despite its flaws #also im so sorry to anyone using cc its brain fog time and i cannot. write properly so its just a bit of a mess #also yes i did draw a good chuuya hand holding dazai's hair and then coloured it all black. it was too small to leave dividing space oops

[moeblob]

(throws them into a modern AU)

So since Ymber wouldn't be a deity there are some things he lacks physically - such as no pointed ears and no bright blue undertones to his hair. Just the basic blue. (does he dye it in a modern AU ? who knows) Also while he doesn't have a collar to symbolize his servitude to humans I still think he should have a choker.

I had some help a while back brainstorming how there would be some form of "superior" dynamic could still exist and I really liked the idea given that he's a famous architect. (he does design all constructs for his city as a deity so it checks out - he likes buildings) And Deacon just admires all the guy's works and never expects to run into him but of course they do! Gotta have a very awkward "oh it's you I'm going to melt into the earth" and "I have no idea who you are but we should hang out".

Sooo Deacon still just really admires Ymber and feels like they're on totally different levels and doesn't understand why Ymber would want to associate with him since he's just a "boring human".

#my characters #then deacon proceeds to ask a lot of questions about designing buildings and somehow they manage to be weird questions #you cannot take the weird questions away from him i wont allow it #this man has to accidentally make things even more awkward with ymber #also i was thinking about drawing them then was like mmmm maybe different ocs ? #and then spun my RNG wheel that is just colors and it landed on blue so whatever they're blue coded lets go #ymber the architect is just a fun idea and i love it let the man design things #and let deacon just appreciate all the work without having met the guy but accidentally meet him #there are only two problems with this kinda au and that is now that ymber ISNT a deity and DOESNT have a deity aura glow #how does deacon with facial blindness just know its him right away #and the other problem is aside from ymber just liking his neck in all universes ive decided - hes also injured when they meet in two #so its important to figure out how hed be injured in an au where he just is sort of reclusive and designs buildings #like how does mr ymber get injured here #there are things i need to figure out #also up for debate is ohime and ohiwe since they were originally just one person #i think i might use oh solo for the modern au instead of a duo since they wouldnt have the magic to be divided for misbehaving #i dont usually do the mermaid may stuff but i wanna do something for these two even if just as my sole contribution to the month

[mediocrevideopodcast]

It started with “thank you.”

He had murmured it politely as you pulled him to his feet, just like he would for anyone else. But when he met your eyes, something was different. Freckle had never seen you smile at him like that before — it was a subtle change, and easy to chalk up to his own overthinking. But then it kept happening — this, that, these, those — some words coming from him just made you smile a little softer, a little more fondly.

He never had the nerve to ask you about it, but that doesn’t mean Rocky didn’t.

“I like his voice,” you had said, “His accent is cute.”

It’s a part of himself that he had never really enjoyed. The faint Irish brogue that he’d adopted from his mother was always a point of bullying at school, and then a point of issue when applying for work. It’s tamer than it was in his youth, but not without work on his own part.

He would have flustered at any comment from you, but this one? This one really seemed to hit home.

He’s shy by nature, and he’s never been much of a talker. But maybe, just maybe, he starts talking a little bit more around you. Maybe he starts using those awkward little words a bit more — throw, through, call, small — just to see your reaction again. And over time they start to feel less awkward, less strange on his tongue.

But there’s one word that always feels natural, that he’ll find almost any excuse to say.

Your name.

#HIS VOICE HAS ME WEAK...... SIR. LET ME KISS YOU. #my only complaint is that he wasn't more irish in the pilot. babygirl please use some th- words. anyways divider by @cafekitsune as usual #calvin mcmurray x reader #lackadaisy x reader #lackadaisy calvin x reader #freckle x reader #lackadaisy freckle x reader #lackadaisy imagines #lackadaisy imagine

[l48yr1nth]

Regretevator but it's Mewingevator

let me know if this is an idea i should expand on

#made in the car btw i was using my fibgeys #someone use this as a divider for someyhing #shit im gonna start using it for stuff #mewingevator #labyanswering #labyart #my art #regretevator #roblox regretevator #regretevator wallter #wallter #wallter regretevator #mannequin mark #mannequin mark regretevator #regretevator mannequin mark #regretevator split #split regretevator #split #regretevator bive #bive #bive regretevator #regretevator poob #poob #poob regretevator #partynoob #partynoob regretevator #party noob #regretevator infected #infected regretevator #kinda hes a little cut off

[raifuujin]

It's been more than 20 years and for some reason I feel that Gosho hasn't given Kaiao any development, how can more than 20 years pass and Aoko dynamics, relationship and feelings remain the same? At this point I feel like Gosho is just going to make them date because "they already liked each other" they remain in the same status quo

Hey, if we go by DC romance progress, they've been going too fast. We've already had suspicion of identity chapters, and that didn't happen until more than 400 chapters in DC. /j

Since heists have taken over any character development recently, I don't even know if Kaito and Aoko will even get any romantic progress. Maybe the actual identity confrontation will happen down the line, since that's thief drama, but atm, it really wouldn't surprise me if they only ask each other on a real date at the very end of the manga.

Like. I'm sure Gosho would love to make MK a love drama as well, but he writes MK so rarely, and usually as hype for something Kid related in other media. So the MK stories tend to be heavy on drama that can only take place at Kid heists. (To the point that the new chapters just. Use Kid as the plot device to show off a new character. Even Hakuba's never gotten so much 'look at this character being a detective' treatment in MK.)

-sighs- I just feel bad for MK as a series at this point. I like the characters, I like the general story idea, but. It's been going down a very steep hill with Gosho wanting things exciting, but not wanting any real progress in. Anything. But unlike old MK, the new stories aren't even nice standalone setpieces of story, they're... mundane. They could be high stakes, if you purely look at the scenarios on paper, but. We all know nothing's gonna happen to Kid. Nothing even happens to him when the actual bad guys show up, much less one-time antagonists.

We need actual character focus and development, not heist drama. Badly. Not even romance, though that'd be a nice change. Just any character expansion of our limited cast of characters. Gosho wants big, all the time, meaningless big stuff, when small would be so nice.

#And also he probably won't care to expand on KaiAo when he knows it's already canon #Like; not in the same way that ShinRan is canon endgame and he just needed to write it out #But in a 'I said these two were dating in another manga; they will exist even if I haven't written it' #And his story atm does feel like it could be left off with an ambiguous note on if they're together or not #And then just leave them dating in Yaiba for people who care about confirmation #MK is not in a stable enough state; I really don't know what he's planning with anything #And it's been so. -gestures to all the 'meaningless big stuff'- lately #I don't know if it'll ever get any shift in focus in the future #We barely get anything; all we have now is a new character people are divided about #And the tiniest continuity of Aoko thinking to herself that Kid is teasing her by reminding her of Kaito #Like; part of the problem is continuity as well; at least if Gosho wants to stick with DC-ish MK #MK has all the potential for callbacks or returning characters that could be interesting #But none of the potential that fans enjoy is ever /used/ #We got all our KaiAo up front. We have suspicion arcs where it's barely mentioned that Kaito's proven his innocence in the past #They could go back to the amusement park and Aoko could mention the movie and Kaito can be sweating #Because he never saw the movie; that's then he peaced out to go heisting #There's so much. Gosho's good at adding potential to his story #But everything he comes up with to make canon ends up disappointing because he never fully uses any of it #He just adds more and more elements that go nowhere #MK is a mess that gets more and more fun to play around in; but the actual chapters are. Bad #Which might be for a reason similar to DC of we wait so long and get something extremely meh #Except instead of the months between DC cases; it's years for MK; and DC fans complain the entire time #So when MK fans are fed crumbs of... anything. It's just not as enjoyable as new content should be #(I got rambly in tags; sorry ;._. )

[bbq-potato-chip]

nooooo stop it im gonna cry

#“everything divides us” hes so dramatic #that guy was in love...wish he could be normal smh #i need to start a collection of all the extras that show that he's a little freak about her. just to have #“he didnt have any feelings of anything for her” u say as i pull out my ulquihime official artz collage #then theres like that one cover where theyre both on it and it looks like some edgy romance novel cover. #i need all of them in one place to look at. hello. #if anyone has like. a compilation of all the stuff like this lemme know. not like for any reason or anything haha. lol. #everytime i think im over them i see stuff like this and loose my mind again. sighs dramatically

[glittergroovy]

#he him #gif warning #pronoun dividers #pronouns #oie #feel free to use #dividers #826x56px

[yourqueenb]

Reading the new lore tablet really just confirmed my theory from chapter 2, but I think I have it a bit more fleshed out now. I think the creation of The Watcher was what split the realms in two. And if they ever become whole again, The Watcher will die or cease to exist. He even says that he’s pretty much existed since the realms came into being himself.

But the realms are constantly trying to get back to their natural state and have been since their initial separation. It might not have been noticeable at first, but as time went on, the “rifts” got bigger because the realms were moving closer and closer together. And this happens every time The Watcher resets them.

How does he reset them though? By using realm-walkers. I don’t think he can leave the space between the realms. So he needs someone who can travel freely to close the rifts. He probably gave all of the past realm-walkers the same little spiel he gave MC. And once they close all the rifts, the realms are pushed farther apart, The Watcher can live a few hundred years more, and the realm-walker dies — maybe because closing the rifts has some sort of negative effect on them or it just eats up too much of their light — which explains all of their mysterious disappearances.

The “Old gods” thought they were doing the people of Morella a favor by separating Light and Shadow since they considered magic to be inherently dangerous. But in doing so, they caused everyone to have to pay a terrible price every time they use their “pure” Light magic and most likely exacerbated, if not created, the strife that exists between Light and Shadow

#choices bolas #choices blades #blades of light and shadow #choices stories you play #playchoices #basically all I’m saying is that The Watcher is manipulating us and has been from the beginning #I think he knows that the realms aren’t supposed to be divided #but self preservation is a hell of a drug #he also said something about how MC can only use her powers to travel to the shadow realm and I don’t think that’s true #he’s not telling us about the scope of our powers because we might even be more powerful than him #the most recent lore tablets even said that what you can do with magic is really just up to your imagination #choices #choices app #pixelberry studios #pixelberry