#house becomes home

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

hm.

#oh... they're in different houses #wally and home are under one roof #the eye is under another... #Well Hey Now. The Fuck Are You Implying #my 'third party' theory is becoming less crackish by the second #the call is coming from inside the house. or is it from next door...? #hey marlo <3 bbg <3 what's your Deal #homebogging #wh speculation #welcome home speculation #*rattling cage bars* THE IMPLICATIONS!!! #are there two houses or three? and by house i mean. well. settings of a sort. i wonder... #there's Our World and then there's Home #so what's between Us? what's the bridge? what's off-set and what's in the spiral/eye pit? #where is the 'beyond the mountains and forests' that sally's monsters come from? what stands between above and below? #three houses.

[phantom-z0ne]

Serendipity

"Billy wasn't sure what the creature ransacking his train car was.” Alternatively, Billy feeds a stray and ends up with a roommate.

WC: 1215

Serendipity (n): the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way.

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Billy wasn't sure what the creature ransacking his train car was. Granted, the train car wasn't in the most hidden place ever, but he had made sure to ward it against most creatures. The ward would have made one unable to see the train, and if they somehow saw it anyways, they would have been turned around. He usually was pinged if anything passed his wards, which was why he was so blindsided to see something moving around in his train car. It seemed that this one had slipped through his protections. 

The creature was strange and almost hard to look at directly. Its blinding white hair moved independent from the wind and twined around its long, pointed, mint colored ears. It was also small, small enough that Billy thought it could comfortably fit into his cupped hands, and wearing some sort of skin tight suit, black with a stripe of silver along its torso. Or what appeared to be its torso, Billy couldn't really tell when its lower body faded into a long tail.

From his perspective, it seemed to be rummaging through where he usually hides his food, showing slivers of its white paws. Did it pass through the barriers he set because it was hungry? 

Billy approached the creature quietly, making sure not to get too close, he wouldn't want to startle it. His efforts were in vain though as the creature snapped its head towards him. It's glowing eyes like headlights, as if staring into Billy’s soul. The green in its eyes swirling hypnotically as the creature bristled at his presence. 

Billy watched, amused but vigilant, as the creature puffed up like a cat. Even going so far as to swat a couple times in his direction. So far, it was quite harmless, but the buzzing in the back of his head that he usually equated to Solomon told him to be careful.

Billy slowly dropped to his knees, mindful of the creature's reaction, and shifted his bag to his front. He shuffled through his bag and brought out the small piece of jerky he was saving for later, sliding it slowly towards the creature.

The creature tilted its head, staring at the jerky suspiciously before taking a few steps to paw at it. It apparently passed its test as it devoured the jerky surprisingly fast for its small size. While it seemed to be starving, thankfully it didn't reflect onto its body. It wasn't gaunt or thin, but actually quite plump. Perhaps it just didn't eat for a day or two? 

Billy took a small step forward, then a few more when he realized the creature was focused on eating. “So,” He began softly, the creature startling as if it was just realizing he was so close. “What are you doing here, little guy?”

It stared at him silently before once again tilting its head. It was cute, Billy realized. The chubby cheeks and button nose paired with big, shiny eyes made it endearing to look at. His expression melted slightly as he took a closer look at the creature.

The creature's ear flicked as it padded up to him, paws on Billy’s knees. It let out an unintelligible sound, layered and harsh to Billy's ear, yet somehow melodious. Billy blinked, not expecting that noise. The creature looked at him almost expectantly, eyes shining brightly.

Billy hesitantly brought his knuckles closer to the creature, feeling its cold nose as it sniffed him. It was clearly unimpressed and trilled for more food. Billy chuckled under his breath as he brought another piece of jerky to the needy creature. It gobbled it up swiftly, looking up at him and once again begging for more, its eyes almost sparkling.

Billy folded under the cuteness overload and retrieved a sandwich from his bag, splitting it in half. He was worried that it would eat more than it could handle if he kept feeding it. He knew very well what that felt like.

The creature blinked at him, once, twice, before giving him a small, pleasant trill and headbutted his fingers. Billy cautiously set his hand over its silky hair? Fur? All he knew was that it felt divine, though not in the godly way. 

“What are you?” Billy asked as he wove his fingers through its hair, genuinely curious on what species the creature was. He had inputted a lot of creatures in his ward but he had no clue what this one was. The tingling at the back of his head spoke otherwise, Solomon knowing very well what it was. He could transform and ask Solomon, since he couldn't really speak to him unless he was Captain Marvel, but that would just scare the creature.

It gave him a look before resuming its lunch, finishing it in record time. Apparently, it deigned him worthy of its presence on his lap as it kneaded his legs then curled up onto them. The purring surprised him, pausing when the creature gave him an impatient look when he halted his ministrations on its hair.

He resumed, of course. Why wouldn't he? It was a nice reprieve from fighting villains as Captain Marvel and watching out for himself when he was on the streets. It was just a quiet moment between him and the strange creature that broke into his home. 

…He hadn't realized how lonely he was before this. 

He had friends, of course. Freddy, Tawky Tawny, and the Justice League. But… this just wasn't the same. As good as a friend Freddy was, he doubted that he would be willing to just sit and enjoy each other's company silently. Freddy was a huge superhero fan and couldn't help but talk about them in excitement. Not to mention his analyses on Billy’s techniques as Captain Marvel.

The Justice League wasn't any better. They had a professional relationship, thinking of him more as a coworker than a friend. The times he tried to deepen their friendship by inviting them out, he was unfortunately turned down. It seemed that they got along better when they were in battle than not.

Billy usually went to Tawky Tawny for advice, but Tawky Tawny never turned down the opportunity to just spend time in the other’s company. Unfortunately, those times were far and few between, usually because Tawky Tawny was traveling or busy with something else. 

With this creature— he’d have to name it eventually, Billy thought absently—all that was expected of him was companionship, nothing more.

Billy felt a cool paw pat his face, the creature looking up at him concerned. His eyes widened before he let out a huff, ruffling its hair. The creature let out a disgruntled chuff and phased through his hands then batted at them, settling down once more on his lap once it was done. 

It hadn't been with him long, all he had done was give it some food, and it was already trying to comfort him. Admittedly, it wasn't the best comfort, it stopped once he focused on it, but it wasn't something he expected from a creature he met not an hour ago.

Billy smiled, eyes soft. Perhaps it could stay, if only for a while.

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Whipped this up in a couple hours while trying to get out of my funk 

Thanks for reading!!

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Ao3

#Danny: DO NOT TOUCH ME #Also Danny: I've only had Billy for ten minutes #but if anything happened to him #I would kill everyone in this room and then myself #Why is danny in LBM form? #who knows ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #Billy feels super weird to Danny #Lingering dead wizard + magic + gods = confused senses #baby empath Billy!! #its why hes so certain about danny's emotions #unreliable narrator billy #ghosts can purr :) #cat!LBM #tfw the creature that broke into your home to steal your food becomes family #dpxdc #billy batson #danny fenton #captain marvel #fluff #minor angst #minor hurt/comfort #had a cat visit my house recently #so thats why lbm turned out like that #little baby man #finally living up to my username #serendipity #wip: LBM commits b&e and billy batson gains a friend

[thedevilundercover]

I have so many headcanons for the wayne house. There's a lot of feelings and memories in a building and I think I could probably bring it out, idk.

Like architecture is very much an art if you can get out the feel properly and you can use it to make ppl feel shit yk.

#I can share some if y'all want to hear about my silly little headcanons #I really never want to become an architect tho because I hate when people have opinions lmao #Even if it’s their own house like how dare they want to have thoughts about their own home’s floor plan 🙄 #jason todd #batfam #red robin #batman #tim drake #dcu #dick grayson #red hood #bruce wayne #Dick grayson #damian wayne #dc floor plans #dc comics

[jilyandbambi]

so a Yellowjackets AU where mari says something to get herself kicked out of the cabin, and she dies of exposure and gets eaten at the bachanalian banquet instead of Jackie, who LIVES, who's there at Shauna's side when she goes into labor, stroking her hair and letting Shauna squeeze her hand hard enough to sprain her fingers, who keeps Shauna calm enough she has a (comparatively!!!!!!) easier delivery, who is the reason the(ir) baby lives.

who finally, after months of feeling adrift and useless because she’s not a hunter or a butcher or a prophet or a captain (anymore) finds her purpose in the wilderness. who painstaking sews patchwork baby onesies and cloth diapers from the girls' spare clothes (Offerings, not donations). who makes a baby sling from animal pelts and backpack straps. who makes a rattle from sticks and pinecones and some light blue pebbles Jackie found by the lake one day and saved. who makes sure the cabin stays warm and clean for Luke Dylan (from 90210--they couldn't decide whether to go with the actor or the character).

who builds them another shelter from blankets and animal hides after the cabin burns down. who keeps shauna and their baby warm through that first terrible winter and the one that followed.

and one day in 1998, Canadian forest rangers happen upon that American high school soccer team that went missing 2 years back. they find a group of starving teens and a baby, a little over a year old, two of the girls wrapped around him--and each other

and when the rescue team tries to separate them the one with tangled, golden brown hair bears her teeth and Growls

#yellowjackets #shaunajackie #yellowjackets au #premise up for adoption bc Im too busy to do anything more with this #shauna shipman #jackie taylor #in my head: they go back and live at jackie's house #it's bigger + Jackie's family has the $$ to keep reporters off their property so the girls are safer there #when it’s discovered that jeff is the father. jeff--who was raised right--starts going to school part time #while working full time at the furniture store #soon becoming assistant manager #jackie's parents BEG her to go to rutgers. not to give up her future for a baby that's not even hers #that belongs to the bf and bff who BETRAYED her no less #(jackie stops talking to them for a month. not for bringing up the cheating thing) #(for daring to say that LD isnt hers' too) #jackie does eventually go to Rutgers though #but not bc her mom promises to stop giving shauna a hard time #she decides to go when Shauna finally tells her about applying to Brown and getting her acceptance letter days before they left #they never would've been roommates at Rutgers. she isn't leaving Shauna behind. she never has #shauna makes a joke about having a hot meal ready every day when jackie comes home #jeff saves up enough money for a dowm payment for a nice house with a lawn and a yard #for him shauna&jackie and the baby--BECAUSE HE WAS RAISED RIGHT #he and jackie build a backuard playset for Luke (Dylan's his middle name. It's also Jeffs mothers maiden name it all worked out) #yes sometimes they have threesomes #no Randy. Jeff's NOT going to talk about it w you #(he was raised right!!!!!) #a few years down the line Shauna gets pregnant again #all 3 of their parents' heads tilt to the side #but they keep it amongs themselves so they can keep seeing Luke and baby Callie #little house in the wilderness au

[maltedmilkks]

after the night at the byer’s, billy and steve both sport the same bruises.

and it doesn’t make sense.

steve’s sure he didn’t get that many hits in, and even then, it wasn’t hard enough to give billy a shiner like his.

and the worst part is, he feels bad.

“Hey, man,” He starts, cornering billy after a particularly difficult basketball practice. billy was awful. he kept his shirt on, too, which was weird. steve was benched completely; he can barely see out of one eye, and the other is still swollen shut.

billy’s panting from practice, hunched over as if it hurts to breathe. facing his locker and not replying to steve.

“um,” steve continues. “i…feel bad about what happened this weekend. i was just looking out for the kids, y’know, and i didn’t mean to hit you that h-“

billy turns around, snarling. looking like a battered, cornered wild dog.

“oh fuck right off, harrington,” he spits, and shoulders his way out.

“dude,” steve says, curling his lip. “i’m trying to apologize to you, asshole.”

“i don’t need your apology,” billy replies, and it hurts a little.

“well maybe if you hadn’t been a racist asshole i wouldn’t have had to hit you in the first plac-“

billy seems even angrier.

“i am not a fucking racist, harrington,” he snarls, but it lacks the horror his voice used to hold because of the wounds on his face.

steve grimaces. “yeah, totally, you just attacked lucas because he happened to be the closest.”

billy looks around the locker room as if someone is watching him. nervous.

“it’s not because of that,” he mutters, chewing on his swollen bottom lip.

“then why?” steve presses. “because if i recall, he didn’t do a damn thing to you, billy.”

billy swallows and refuses to make eye contact.

“it’s my fucking dad, harrington. he finds out max is messing around with a black kid and all three of us get a shiner worse than mine. i couldn’t care less about what those little shits are doing, but he does.”

steve’s face softens.

“so you’re…taking the punches for max?”

“that’s a stupid way to put it.”

“i…” steve gapes. “why don’t you go to hopper or something? he could put your dad in j-“

“because, harrington, i’ve got nowhere to go and no one gives a shit anyway if a dad beats his son as discipline. but i can’t let him put a hand on max. she doesn’t deserve it. even if she’s a fucking bitch.”

billy shakes his head like he’s said something awful.

“now you know. congratulations, harrington. i spent all this time stealing your crown and now you know that i’m just a pussy whose dad beats him. have fun spreading that one around.”

billy turns to leave and steve catches him by the arm.

“i’m not going to tell anyone,” he says, and billy scoffs.

“i promise. i’m not like that anymore. like you said…turned bitch.”

billy laughs.

“so, what? you look at me like i’m a kicked puppy every time i come to school with my teeth knocked in? because i’d rather you spread rumors about me instead.”

steve shakes his head.

“i wont do that either. promise. i just…i dunno. can i help in any way?”

billy shrugs him off.

“do what you do, i guess. protect those little shits. i’m not as good with kids as you are, mama bird.”

steve flushed at that and grimaces.

“please do not ever call me that again.”

and they laugh. and it feels nice.

“hey, uh, are you doing anything this friday?” steve asks, and it feels natural.

“probably looking after max. parents like to go out a lot and leave me with her.”

“well, why don’t you and her come with me and we can catch a movie maybe? she can bring lucas and you two can patch things up?”

“are you asking me on a date, harrington?”

steve’s face gets even redder.

“no, i just meant-like y’know, it would be nice, and i could, um-“

“it’s cool. i’ll come by friday. 5:00? you get lucas, i’ll bring max.”

steve nods. “um, yeah. that sounds good.”

billy smiles softly. “good. and don’t pick some girly movie. max and i like slashers.”

“right. got it.”

“see ya, steve.”

billy nudges him before jogging off, undoubtably late to pick up max.

and steve is frozen. what started as an apology for his own moral compass turned into a date. steve’s going on a date? with a boy? no, it was just a joke. maybe. probably.

he hopes it wasn’t, though.

#stranger things #billy hargrove #steve harrington #harringrove #steve x billy #idk I wanted to write something #thought about this on my walk home from classes #steve and Billy reconciliation moment asf #wish they had something like this in the show #sad face #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #I just think their double date would’ve been cheesy as fuck LMAO #tee hee #billy hargrove redemption #and then Billy gives Steve a box of chocolates as an apology for the Byers house #and him and max finally talk through everything #and he apologizes to Lucas and explains and then they become basketball practice buddies

[strawbebbiesart]

Haunted // Love Affair With A House 🏡💌

#digital art #artists on tumblr #illustrators on tumblr #original character #original illustration #sasha's art #this one took much longer than i expected it to because well. thats how things go sometimes #there was a time in my life when i was going through years of abuse and felt like i had no way out of that #this led me to become uncaring and reckless and i was very impulsive at the time #there was this big old abandoned hospital in my home town that was not that far from my parents house #by this point in life i felt like i had lost all relationships with people previously close to me and i was not making any new ones out of- #-fear but also because i was isolationg myself (unknowingly) #because i was a child i percieved exploring this building as doing something Unsafe and Dangerous (and i guess it was in the sense that- #-things could fall on me if i wasn't careful) #but anyway i decided going there was going to be my Safe Place #as abandon buildings seem to be so seductive to teenagers it turned out this place was already a popular hang out spot for many teens #so i decided my best course of action would be to sneak out of my room at night/ dawn and go do art at this place when it was safe from- #-other teens lmao #it made me feel Edgy and Cool and Dangerous (even though looking back this was one of the safest activities i was engaging in lmao) #anyways #i replaced all my close human relationships with an abandoned house at the time (maybe theres a metaphor in there somewhere but. i do not- #(-want to see it) #at the time the thing i wanted the most in the world was to die and this was the place it was supposed to happen #luckily i made a deal with myself for ten more years and this ended up saving my life #so i have many mixed emotions about this place. it was there for me when i was at my lowest and loneliest. it was supposed to be my last #a few years ago i took my two best friends there (hadn't told them this story then yet) and i had a wonderful day and felt Loved #it was a weird feeling to feel there #i decided not to take them into the house and i don't think i will ever go in again #but i am glad i had it back when i needed it i guess #i wonder if theres still any of my old art supplies hidden about somewhere

[papa-evershed]

Martin Evershed & Mandy Carter ACKLEY BRIDGE

#rob james-collier #robert james-collier #rob james collier #robert james collier #jo joyner #martin evershed #mandy carter #ackley bridge #mine #file this under characters that should've banged it out #listen...imagine if! #martin was already single the day mandy went into labor and he'd been the one to drive her to the hospital #and then it's martin that helps her out afterwards too #getting the nursery ready etc #it isn't like he really wants to go home to his empty house #then becoming her go-to babysitter bc lbr he's lonely now that he only sees his kids on the weekends #and then !!!! we all know what happens next #i've been so tempted to write a fic like that but i probably never will bc I barely have time to do anything lately

[weather-cluddy]

So a lot of people have been commenting how the shadows in the 4th anniversary's image looks like prison bars, and that's probably not unintentional but my first thought was actually a kujira-maku, which is a kind of curtain used in funerals.

Coupled with the fact that Japanese media generally shows corpses in their coffins laying atop a bed of flowers, and that white flowers in particular are associated with death and mourning... RIP.

#Honestly tho I think this is totally neutral as to whether anyone is going to become “lost” this season #Like with the novels and Yuno's VD they already raised the possibility of at least some of the prisoners being dead from the start #To me the biggest question is who. “All of them” is the easy answer but they didn't do it like that in the novels so ?? #Man can you imagine how devastated John would be if he learned that Mikoto killed himself and he never knew #WHAT IF THAT SHOT OF FUUTA PHOTOGRAPHING A HOME WITH A FUNERAL LANTERN THROUGH HIS WEIRDLY TRANSPARENT HAND #IS ACTUALLY HIS OWN HOUSE AND NOT KILLCHEROY'S #milgram

[buglaur]

gael's spooky day costume

#ts4 #sims 4 #masc ver of floating head&shoulders lookin good #thank you astystole gabi for that name i'm loving it #will release sometime next month #/gael #miss my guy #handsome devil....... #going to end up becoming a weekend simblr :( #just had my first week of uni and i'm loving it and hating it at the same time #finally made a gamer friend LOL #but i'm out of the house like 12 hrs a day now so i just come home and sleep :( #i wanna play video games ugh!!!!!!! #haven't been able to play bg3 in ages i'm gonna binge tomorrow #gn

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

hold on i need to get a thought and emotions out. so with Welcome Home, there seems to be a before and an after. obviously, we're in the after. the website is the after. and if it turns out that the story we see, the one where shit hits the fan and the show is practically erased, then... that already happened. whatever horrors we see, we'll know that there is no saving them. there is no happy ending - it happened, and it's tragic. the show is doomed to end and be scrubbed away. if any of the characters are revealed to be dead/gone by the website, then when/if we see them at an earlier point, we'll Know

and there's a special kind of dread and horror in that for us, the audience.

#im not articulating this the way i want to... #it's like going to see a tragic play. like romeo and juliet for instance. #we go into it knowing the end. they die. no matter what they die. every step they take leads to That End #every happy moment is undercut by the knowledge that it won't last #thinking about this makes me think that at some point learning more about the story/characters is gonna feel like digging up a grave #AGH I LOVE IT THOUGH I LOVE IT. IT HURTS SO MUCH BUT I LOVE IT #its a special feeling of dread/nostalgia/bittersweetness/resignation #and that is sensation in the chest that doesnt feel good but it also does somehow? it hurts but just enough to not be unbearable? #welcome home #welcome home speculation #welcome home puppet show #man i am so so so so scared for the puppets lmfao #i have some theories on the ways shit might go down. like little things. souring relationships and such #i also have a feeling that the story is really gonna hit home (ha) for me in Big Ways #like as soon as i saw clown say that it's kinda about 'when does a home become a house' and stuff #OOF. YIKES. WHEN DOES IT INDEED. i mean i know. ive lived it. im Living it. #this is gonna get unintentionally personal Real Fast in Several Fun And Festive Ways for me huh #i wonder if the story is gonna be uncovered linearly or not... #chewing on it chewing on it chewing on it #i can't wait to Understand the world/characters so that i can write fanfic. i want to so badly. i want to Explore #i want to hop into that grave and keep digging

[telemna-hyelle]

Fi came home

#went to the ren faire today #and brought this baby home #it will become an heirloom of my house for generations to come #it keeps telling me my wii romote batteries are low though whats up with that #legendofzelda #the legend of zelda #loz

[hannibalismos-jaaneman]

sometimes i think about what would have happened if richard had died instead of henry and the rest of the book had been narrated the song of achilles style and it hurts

#raj shitposting #imagine had the fight led to the gun being thrown out the window. had henry seen that richard was shot. had the ambulance been too late.. #that is the saddest thought i've ever had #henry would quit college. buy the estate he had seen with richard. live there with all his stuff and sob into his clothes like a baby... #he'd go to california every christmas and spend the time alone in some stupid hotel and become absolutely fucking unhinged. #he'd tend to richard's mother because ofc his father would run away from home that was the kind of man he was. #and he'd call no one but his own mother for her funeral because no one else would be bothered. #he'd send some money to richard's father along with the news and go about living his life like a goddamn widow. #that's the perfect word. widow. henry would be nothing but a widow. #the bmw would be the worst thing in his possession. he'd think about selling it but he wouldn't. #he'd think that anytime he had a semblance of thought that maybe richard was with him.. it would be in that fucking car. #he wouldn't sell it out of superstition that the car was the only place where he could safely feel richard and fall apart in his memory. #he'd cry like a madman every damn day in that car.while getting groceries.visiting francis at the country house.going for dinner with them. #he'd probably get a portrait done of richard. maybe of a photo of richard in some fancy clothes francis took at the country house. #yk those times rich people ugly cry by a full size painting in a burgundy robe with wine spilled on the floor by them clutching their chest #as if in physical pain and agony? that would be my man henry. #he'd be too out of his mind to even remember that maybe that day he killed charles too because nothing seems to matter anymore. #henry winter #richard papen #winterpapen #tsh #donna tartt #the secret history #literati

[journey-to-the-attic]

Not sure how far into Nightbringer s2 you are so feel free to ignore, but how do you think IK would handle all the Sin Stuff? Esp curious considering Asmo's solution and Mammon's symptoms were quite romance-rooted, so would love to hear your thoughts on the platonic edition1

i'm up to the asmo pact-making, but i'm not yet caught up on everything after that - but i can still talk about your particular area of interest!

for mammon, i think his greed symptoms would manifest in a sort of "i don't want you to grow up" way - you know, similar to how some parents over-coddle their children because they're afraid of them flying the nest? in this case, mammon is 'greedy' for his role as big brother - for being relied on and trusted - so he'd essentially start being a helicopter brother, not letting ik do anything on her own, and get annoyed when the others try to play the role as well

mammon's solution would largely play out the same if i were to keep it faithful to nb - his greed for that reliance and trust would also be rooted in his belief that he's only been burdening/harming his brothers through his own determination to get what he wants; he sees his role to ik as repenting, and that's why he gets so intense about it

(also gives it a sort of religious theme that ties back nicely to the celestial realm being his inner world. mammon'd probably also have a hang-up in that "oh, you're going to hate me now that you've seen what a rotten being i am" - which ik would counter with "i've always known who you are and i love you anyway")

as for asmo.... i think we can keep the initial fairy-tale setting his inner world takes up; i'd say, rather than the whole deal he has with mc, he starts treating ik like a trophy pet - essentially, upon taking over, his sin counters the fact that he holds ik in high importance by placing her on a sub-human level in his mind

his lust in this case isn't carnal, but rather just a want for more - more attention, more of the spotlight, more beauty, despite already having it; lucifer's apple gives him what he wants by cutting him off before these things inevitably peter out again, because what asmo's ignoring is the fact that such things come with an ebb and flow - he wants to always be the most beautiful, because otherwise he won't always be worth something

so the whole snow-white-situation does stay, but it's resolved differently - you know how, in the original fairy tale, the apple just gets jostled out of snow's throat? ik just busts the glass coffin open and shoves asmo out of it, which does the same for him, and so he wakes up

this is more than just a brute force thing, though - she forcibly shatters the stasis asmo is in, even though this is arguably where he's at his 'most beautiful' - because she doesn't care about that part; asmo's importance is constant, so there's no need to freeze it to make it stay that way - it's infinitely more important that he's just there

#answering asks #anon asks #ik gets nightbrought #nightbringer spoilers #i feel like i should've put a read more on this but at the same time it's not quite long enough #anyway hope my thoughts are coherent haha #also a hc of mine is that after being saved the brothers' inner worlds would just become the house of lamentation #because where their home is with each other #it takes on a slightly different vibe for each of them but that's what it is at the end of the day #sappy i know but it makes me happy #ngl i'm reading this post back now and i kinda cooked #is that the right word am i using it correctly

[mooncalf87]

Oh hey btw if you didn't remember, Hetty cannonly has more then one child

#rewatch the ep “The Family Business” #eveey time she talks about them she makes sure to emphasize the plural #“i waychrd my *children* grow up in this home #unable to help *them* #to guide *them*“ #“i watchrd my *children* become adults in this house” which also means she killrd herself before some of/one of them was even grown #ough hetty #cbs ghosts #cbs ghosts spoilers #ghosts cbs #hetty woodstone

[asmallcafethatslove]

I thought my housemates were pretty nice until one of them told me that what I’m studying in Uni which is teaching (he knows because we always introduce ourselves by asking where we’re from and what we’re doing etc) is useless unless I plan to become a mother and have children…. And I told him that I don’t want to have children and become a mother and he was like “but that’s your priority as a woman” and I’m so appalled that I had to explain to him that teacher ≠ mother and that I have my right and my own choice to decide then this mf said “then you’re not a woman, you’re a man” as if I was offended by that…. like be fucking for real, come up with a sensible explanation then

#I have NEVER encountered anyone telling me that education is unimportant #he was saying how home/house knowledge is important AND I don’t disagree with him on that because it is very important #especially to a child and I always try to incorporate in my teaching about their experiences and knowledge they have from home #and it enhances their overall learning experience #BUT for him to tell me that I have to have children and become a mother in order for me to be qualified as a teacher #is sooooooo. like it was hurtful and unkind to say that. and disappointing. #like I don’t want to cry and be mad about this but being disregarded like that is so uncalled for. #but I’m only thankful that my Spanish housemate stood up for me as well like thank u but I don’t think we’re gonna bring some sense into #what he believes in

[anandasamsara]

SIMPLE COMMISSIONS OPEN

Ok, i cant find any other job nor other way to make some money rn. I still have to pay 450 for credit card, that we used to buy groceries, 450 for electricity and at least mom's phone. Ideally, 700 that we owe for the apartment payments, but we can keep pretending it doesnt matter as much.

So, opening sketch and whump comms bc i cant bring myself to do more than that rn. I can barely bring myself to draw at all. I could even toss some notion of nsfw for an extra 10 bucks.

Prices, how-to's and more info >>here<<

Im relatively desperate, bc even tho i managed to pay the internet bill, it doesnt matter if electricity is cut down, specially as we're having heat waves of about 40C for the last week with no end in sight.

(I listed the amount i need in brazilian real, so it would be around 250usd. 400usd if we count the apartment things that im ignoring.)

#emergency commissions #commissions #help an artist #thankfully my aunt decided to buy us some groceries but it wont last much #paid a few bills with money my friends gave me as a christmas present but im still very embarassed by the need #even more so that i didnt manage to make it last more than a month #also my dad being home is becoming a problem #me and mom are trying to eat less so we can keep having food for longer #and he spends the whole day eating everything he sees #its been hard and i dont want to ask for help but i dont know what else to do #no one else will help bc we have a capable man at the house and why cant he go back to the job HE ACTUALLY HAS to keep us afloat #but he doesnt want to so now i have to take care of the bills myself #doesnt matter that i was fired bc the computer can do the same work i did #im very tired and trying to not spiral into depression yet again