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lilyharvord · 10 months

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Hi I’m coming out of my hole and out from under my rock to say that the hozier song Francesca is so Marecal coded it’s like a sucker punch to my fooking gut. And don’t even get me started on how unknown/nth is for them in the epilogue of kings cage/war storm. Like… Francesca is so cal coded the whole series when he’s thinking about mare…. And unknown/nth is literally mare coded for him (and for her and maven at the end of RQ. I’ll give it to them).

Excuse me, have to go scream and cry and claw at my throat, and throw up over this fact and that I can literally imagine the edit for marecal for Francesca.

#red queen #glass sword #kings cage #war storm #marecal #(*shut up lily*)#cal calore #mare barrow #listen the first time I heard Francesca I immediately thought of cal #like I could only think of him with the line: my life was a storm since I was born?! how could I fear any hurricane?!#and those last 30-45 seconds of that song #holy shit I mean come on #the way it sounds like he’s saying: heaven is nothing to her #I swear to god #I am screaming and crying and throwing up #and clawing at the ground like an animal because of how much cal loves mare #and how this song exemplifies that so much #like it’s literally based on the most famous affair in history #and the man is literally saying he loved her so much he would suffer in hell for her just for the chance to love her like that again #excuse me #I just have to scream into my pillow

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oifaaa · 1 year

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My new theory is that the titans tower fight was actually just a dream Tim had and never actually happened explaining why Jason was so ooc and how he was able to get all the way over to Titans tower when he was meant to be in Gotham

#Dc #Tim drake #Like it makes sense #Tim said a bunch of mean shit about Jason when he was dead #And now his subconscious is like #Holy fuck Jason knows what I said about him #He's gonna come beat me up and take back the Robin mantel #While Jason's actually just sitting in a warehouse somewhere #Cursing out Bruce for being a bitch

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reegis · 3 months

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Your UDAD art looks even better in person 😁

Will you do any posters for the other albums? bc i WILL buy them

OH I NEVER REALLY GET THE CHANCE TO SEE ANY OF MY ART IRL AAAAAAAAAAA(???!!!!!!!!!!!???!!)

IM SO HAPPY IT LOOKS OK 😭😭😭

im working (slowly but surely) on the layout for a TBI one rn, and hopefully have plans to do the HNOC & OUTIS in the future!!!!!

#the idea for UDAD came to me like out of thin air so it was very easy #and im almost 90% sure on the layout i have in mind for TBI #the others dont come to mind as easily so theyr still works in progress 😔#ALSO TYSM FOR BUYING A POSTER FROM ME??? HOLY SHIT????#CANNOT OVERSTATE HOW MUCH THAT MEANS TO ME AAAAU #ILY THANK YOUUU #asks

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nen-shin-impact · 1 month

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oh tumblr you’re in for a honkai star rail autism ramble

i’m writing a fic (bc ofc i am) and “imbibitor” was obviously underlined as wrong. i hovered over it and it wants to correct to the word “imbibition.” i’ve never heard the word before so as all writers do i looked up the definition.

according to google:

“[imbibition is] the absorption of one substance by another, in particular the uptake of water by a plant or seed.”

the absorption of one substance by another

in the way dan feng and yingxing fucked with the ambrosial arbor and how they both absorbed its power?

the way dan feng accidentally split his power between two beings (dan heng and bailu), leaving them to absorb his destructive capabilities or cloudhymn magic respectively?

dan heng re-absorbing said residual power, the power of the high elder that should not even be his, to help save the luofu?

the fact that imbibitor’s lunae’s basic attack is a lotus, a plant in which the flower petals cannot absorb water????

and the fact that the -or in imbibitor means he is the one doing the absorbing instead of being absorbed, breaking the chains of what nature dictates (in terms of lotuses and water) to save the home that cast his previous incarnation out, unknowing if he would be welcome or even killed on sight—

i’m. i’m actually going fucking insane this is so fucking cool this is SO COOL i cannot express how feral i am being

#honkai star rail #hsr #dan heng #dan feng #imbibitor lunae #bailu #xianzhou luofu #rambles #im foaming at the mouth #going absolutely feral #rabid even #i fucking love when games do this #this is the shit i wanna do with my writing #even just the small connections have so much meaning #like holy shit #this is so fucking cool #anyways sorry for rambling in tags #thank you for coming to my ted talk

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whollyjoly · 7 days

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for some reason i can't explain i know saint peter won't call my name

nothing that lives, lives forever - an immortal soldier!alton more au

(1.1k of snippets from my old guard(ish) au where alton more is old, too old, and has been living and fighting far longer than anyone should. full description/other thoughts at the bottom. tw: blood, violence, mentions of death)

Alton clicked the lighter closed, running a thumb over the silver case. The night was warm, sticky in a way that he never could get used to. He sucked in a breath from the cheap cigarette, letting his head fall back against the rough side of the barracks.

It was quiet. Typically, there would be no end to the commotion coming from the small building, one of many that littered Camp Toccoa. The wall of sound was ever-present, no matter if it was shouting or laughing or snoring. But whatever the cause, there was always noise.

No matter if it was a blanket of noise he knew well, unchanging except for the language and the scenery. Soldiers are soldiers, and some things are a constant. It could almost be comforting, if it didn’t also mean that the need for soldiers was a constant as well.

However, tonight was a Saturday, and it was one of the few weekends that Sobel had allowed Easy the use of their weekend passes. Almost every man in the company had jumped at the chance to get off base, to travel home if they could and spend time with loved ones. The ones with farther-flung hometowns had spirited off to Atlanta, happy to spend their time drinking and dancing and fucking instead of slogging through another run, three miles up, three miles down.

Normally, Alton would have joined them in their carousing - it was easier to pass the time with the effortless camaraderie built during a training camp than bored and alone.

But today had been a bad day. The sound of swords and the shift of sand beneath his feet followed him out of his nightmares, the humid summer of Georgia morphing itself into the baking, dry heat of the desert.

His shouts must have been real, because when a hand came to shake him out of his dream, the first face he saw was not that of a grouchy NCO, but of a blood-caked Saracen, eyes alight with righteous fury.

Alton didn’t think. He had grabbed the knife from under his pillow, an old thing that had been sharpened more times than he could begin to count, and was on the man in less than a breath, pressing the blade into the side of his neck. The familiar thrum of blood beat against his fingertips, the grit of sand scratched his gums. He knew what he had to do, had done it a thousand times, a thousand thousand times, what was a little more bloodshed spilled across his feet-

Alton had blinked, and came to himself in a rush.

Instead of an unnamed Saracen, the ashen face of Johnny Martin stared up at him, eyes wide behind the knife.

Alton drew back his hand, retreating almost as quick as he had lunged earlier. He mumbled a quick curse and apology as he stepped out of arm’s reach from the man. It wasn’t until Martin’s eyes widened even farther that Alton realized his tongue was slipping out Arabic of all things.

Usually, Alton was better about remembering himself, who he was almost as important as where he was. But for whatever reason, his demons had decided to catch up with him that night.

After a quick smile and some quip about the Krauts in his dreams, he managed to wave an only-slightly-mollified Martin off. The shorter man apparently hadn’t forgotten it though, if his watchful eyes during chow that morning were anything to go by.

Alton was just glad that no one else was awake to see it, at least. That was the last thing he needed.

And so, instead of joining in on a weekend of broads and booze, Alton found himself waving away the invitation by an eager Smokey and bemused Alley. When the horde made their way out of the barracks, fantasizing in bawdy terms about their planned misadventures, he felt like he could breathe easy.

Fucking finally.

Alton took another drag from the cigarette. He watched the smoke curl, up and up until it faded into nothing amongst the darkening sky.

The lighter was a welcome weight in his hand, grounding him to this time, this life.

The design was worn by now, details barely visible after a half century of worrying. It still managed to amaze him, sometimes, what people could do with the smallest of canvases. Alton didn’t feel the same wonder however, wasn’t as mesmerized by the beauty man could create as he once was.

But in the quiet moments, he could still appreciate the time some French craftsman took to transform a hunk of metal into a small token carried around by a dead man.

Luz had spied the lighter one weekend, and laughed at him for using something so old-fashioned. Alton just shrugged, not caring to admit that he was still getting used to having a light at his fingertips. It wasn’t all that long ago when he was still lighting a pipe with a flintlock pistol, and not so long before that when he would carry around a flint and steel.

Time was passing all the more quickly these days, technologies changing and advancing, and everyone was obsessed with needing things to be quicker, cheaper, simpler. Alton scoffed. He could hardly find it in him to care.

He glanced down at the lighter in his hand, shifting it back and forth in a practiced motion and watched as the light skittered across the sides.

It had shown flowers, once. A veritable garden of carnations, daffodils, and lilies of the valley, with leaves spilling across the front panel onto the back. They represent good fortune, he was told. Good fortune, luck, and hope.

When the merchant described it to him, eyes ablaze with a passion known only to those with wares to sell, Alton didn’t try to hide the snort that escaped his throat.

Fortune and Luck had abandoned him long ago, and hadn’t returned since waking up in a battlefield abandoned by all but the dead, sword in his chest and blood in his mouth.

And what the fuck was Alton supposed to do with hope?

It was the quote on the back that had caught his eye, all those years ago in a street market in Reims. The beveled edges had faded with time, the familiar letters Alton traced were more memory by now than any physical mark. Une vie honorable est une vie éternelle.

An honorable life is an eternal life.

Alton couldn’t help but stare at the message, both then and now. He hated that goddamn word. Immortal. Unending. Eternal.

They were such flowery words, used by people who craved what they couldn’t have, what they shouldn’t. The romanticized idea of the everlasting, the fountain of youth, the gift of life! Alton was sick of it.

This wasn’t life. He was a fucking dead man walking. And he sure as hell didn’t do anything honorable to deserve it.

months ago, while thinking about the absolute insanity of the almost...cavalier? attitude we see alton more have over the course of the series, an idea hit my brain: what if there was a reason nothing seemed to phase him - not panzers, not being a breath away from a car wreck, not bastogne, not speirs? what if this wasn't his first war? that thought spiraled me into a minor insanity that is this: my immortal soldier!alton more au, loosely inspired by the movie the old guard (2020). the idea is that, once upon a time, there was a soldier in a land many centuries ago. one day, he died in battle. and then, he woke up. and then he died. and then he woke up. over, and over. drawn to countless battles, conflicts, and wars, each one etching itself into the core of his soul. a never-ending cycle...until one sweltering summer, where he found himself at a training camp at the foot of a mountain. anyways. at some point, i plan on writing this as a full story, but that is admittedly a long ways away. however, in celebration of alton more's birthday today, i wanted to post my favorite scene that i've written for this au! it's set sometime at the beginning of the story, in the early days of camp toccoa. mostly, it's just a character study of this version of alton more. hope you enjoyed! and of course - happy birthday alton more!

(song insp.)

taglist: @sweetxvanixlla @coco-bean-1218 @bucky32557038ww2 @georgieluz @samwinchesterslostshoe @xxluckystrike @next-autopsy @ronald-speirs @land-sh @ronsparky @panzershrike-pretz @theredrenard @kyellin

#happy alton more day!#holy shit im actually posting this...i've been sitting on it for MONTHS #but YEAH its just...the gothic romanticism about the physical embodiment of war and soldiers and the concept of death you know??#what it means to feel and to live and to connect to those around you when it all feels so fleeting #fleeting not just due to the nature of war but also the nature of immortality #or something #...look i have a lot of thoughts about this story okay #it kills me #its also known in my brain as the “how immortal soldier!alton more made friends” story #because literally thats it thats the plot #OH WAIT did i forget to mention that speirs is also an immortal soldier in this story??#oh yeah thats the best fucking bit - they met like centuries and centuries ago on the wrong ends of one of the various punic wars #(where speirs was known back then as...wait for it...TERTIUS)#its good goddamn shit okay #also explains why alton is so fucking unflinching towards speirs at any given point and why they were so petty about the photo albums #ANYWAYS if anyone wants to hear more about this!! come stop on by!!!#also yes the title is a reference to the old guard #as is the reference to the siege of jerusalem which is where joe and nicky met #immortal soldier!alton more #alton more #easy company #band of brothers fic #mine #band of brothers #bofb #hbowar #em's moodboards #em writes #jesus christ i guess that's a tag now #alright here we go out into the void

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yanaleese · 1 month

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GUYS. YO.

WHAT IS WITH THESE HORNY ASKS OMFG I AM JUST. WOW.

LIKE LMFAO BUT LOL ARE YOU ALL OK???????

YOU GUYS ARE LIKE THIS LMFAOOOOO

I MEAN GUYS. DO YOU WANT A STRIPPING GAME OR SMTH????

😭😭😭😭😭😭 Y'ALL ARE SO FUCKING WEAK FOR THIS DUDE ALREADY. THIS IS OFFICIALLY THE 6-7TH ONE THAT INVOLVES THIRSTING OVER KARMA.

JUST IMAGINE I DO KARMA IN A BUNNY OUTFIT??? HOLY CRAP

also guys we're almost at 200 subs! Ty all <3333

#karma thirst #LIKE OMFG YOU GUYS ARE THIRSTY. HOLY SHIT #ac #aleese comments #aleese...dies????#yandere blog #i mean keep them coming...#but y'all are looking like you've never seen a man b4 😭😭😭#also. i just had this random thought #i feel like every single time I don't respond to smth I am doing org**m denial for you all.#like pause. FAT PAUSE

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torments-my-obelisk · 9 months

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DSOD is such a funny movie. Kaiba comes on screen in his giant fucking space station molded into his company logo and I just laughed. He’s so dramatic. He misses his rival and is so obsessed with getting some closure for once in his goddamn life that he spent well over a billion dollars to excavate a cursed puzzle and build a space elevator to the afterlife but the minute anyone says anything about ‘hey maybe that’s a little unhealthy’ he’s snapping and snarling and telling them to fuck off. Except the cube guy. He’s has a duel disk and is also full of unprocessed grief so he can stay. Yugi Moto looks them dead in the eye and says “first of all, I’m only here because you both blackmailed me. Secondly, fuck you both for that, by the way. Thirdly, I’m gonna kick your ass”. Card games ensue, meanwhile Yugi tries his absolute best to show Kaiba the pharaoh is gone and maybe he needs to spend some time reflecting on his emotions and yes the invitation is still open to talk about Him BUT THEN THE NARRATIVE PROVED KAIBA RIGHT?!! AND THE PHARAOH COMES BACK AND YUGI HAS TO LOOK KAIBA IN THE EYE AND TELL HIM THAT HES SORRY FOR DOUBTING HIM?? WHAT. What Kaiba takes from all this is that a) his horrid coping mechanisms work after all, b) if he just fucks around enough and spends all his money he really can be king of the world and c) the best option is definitely to finish that space elevator and fucking. Go to the afterlife I guess. To duel his “hated rival” or whatever. Fuck off

#dsod #seto kaiba #dark side of dimensions #yugioh #yugioh duel monsters #ygo dm #ygo #I just rewatched this movie and it really is the story of kaiba failing to deal with loss #making it everyone’s problem #and eventually he made it so much of a problem that even atem had to come back and be like ‘for fucks sake kaiba if you’re going to be #‘such a bitch about it FINE.’#and like the plana’s power being taken away once the pharaoh is resurrected means that kaiba putting the Millenium puzzle back together #to see atem again inadvertently saved the day #like holy shit the entire narrative really was shaped around letting him be insane while yugi is the most normal person ever in comparison #hmm also diva and kaiba’s grief being juxtaposed… hmmm #dsod is such a movie #and I just remembered he literally COUKD HAVE DIED AND LEFT MOKUBA IN CHARGE?? HELLO #thank god for the kaiba/yugi in space illustration takahashi did bc leaving things off with the end of dsod is just.#not great. except for prideshippers I guess 😭

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local-witch-of-mn · 3 months

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So I learned the power of Renée Rapp when I went and saw Mean Girls(2024) and I'm now writing a Sapphic Regina George fanfiction and it being slightly toxic relationship of her being sweetly mean

#mean girls #Regina George #renee rapp #mean girls(2024)#I'm really fxcking gay #like oh my god #oh my God #Renée ate that shit #holy fxck #world burn made me gay #ignore my first coming out this is the real coming out #Renée Rapp my love #you are gorgeous #and i love you

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