#this kind of writing but fuck it i guess

[delta-piscium]

@steddie-week day 1: Hunger | 1.1k words cw: light angst in that Steve is a little sad/dealing with some mental stuff but like hurt/comfort (not EDs which mental stuff combined with the prompt word might make it seem like, hunger is used as a metaphor)

Sometimes Steve doesn’t talk to anyone for days. He just shuts himself in his room and hides, barely leaves his bed. Pretends he doesn’t exist, or that time has stopped and he’s the only thing that exists.

Sometimes, he’ll go back too soon, feel bad for the ignored calls and drag himself out of bed to see the people who matter most to him. But it won’t feel warm and soft those times. He’ll be too raw and It’ll feel like they’re grabbing his insides and eating them. Pulling his heart and brain out of his body and devouring them without letting him eat theirs in return. 

Usually, he’s okay with that. He knows his place, he knows that’s what he’s for. For other people to get fed. And he’s happy to feed, to do that for them. 

He loves them, of course he’s gonna give himself over. It’s just that sometimes they take too much. They don’t know they do he thinks, they don’t know they’re eating him alive. That he’s presenting himself on a silver platter and letting them take take take, and that sometimes they take too much.

That’s why he disappears, so he can grow back. So he can give more. Because if he stops giving he's afraid they’ll get tired. He won’t be useful, he can’t give when he’s like that. He starts craving, he starts wanting. He feels starved and wants to take and feed too, and that’s not part of the deal. He’s not supposed to eat, he’s supposed to be eaten. So when he turns hungry and ravenous he hides, he isolates. 

Robin is the only one who truly gets this about him, who doesn’t take and demand. She gently accepts the things he gives and never without giving too, forcing him to stay whole. It’s overwhelming and sometimes he has to hide from that too, he doesn’t know how to deal with the force of it. He’s so used to the constant hunger it’s a shock when it’s gone but he’s gotten better. And anyway, he and Robin are part of one whole so whatever is given or taken between them is never really gone. It stays with both of them.

Robin is the only one, or she was the only one he should say. Because now there’s Eddie. Eddie who gives and gives and gives, almost as much as he does. But who doesn’t seem to dwindle and dim like Steve does. Who doesn’t seem to starve or hunger. Eddie who notices when Steve does, when he stumbles and gets greedy. Who holds him up and makes him whole with a look, a touch, a word. 

Eddie who breaks in through his window when he shuts himself in his big empty house and lays with him in his bed, softly telling Steve stories and running his fingers through his hair. 

It’s wonderful.

It's the worst. 

“I’m afraid you’re gonna end up as empty as me,” Steve tells him, whispers it into the dark. “That you’re here now and you’re giving and I’m taking and you’re gonna be the one left with nothing.” 

Eddie doesn’t respond immediately but hums in acknowledgment, lets him know he heard and is thinking. 

“This is good for me too,” he says eventually, “being with you and resting. Getting to be here for you when you never used to let anyone but Robin be. It’s good for me too.” 

“It can be good and still drain you.” Says Steve, knows it to be true. He doesn’t resent giving the way he does, he loves it, it’s good. It drains him. 

“Yeah,” Eddie agrees, “this doesn’t drain me, you’re comforting me too. It’s balanced.” 

Balanced. That’s what Robin tells him too. That’s what Nancy sometimes asked him for when they dated and he couldn’t let her see the cracks. That’s what he wonders about with his other friends. 

He doesn’t usually know how to do that. He doesn’t know where the lines are. He doesn’t understand how Eddie knows. 

“You let me give, and I let you give, so it’s balanced. We don’t take from each other, we gift and we receive. It’s balanced. You have to let other people give sometimes too, Steve.” 

It hits something deep in him, the last words. He knows this, he doesn’t want to know it. 

“I’m afraid they won’t. if I open myself up to it. If I ask, I’m afraid they won’t.” He says it so quietly it’s almost inaudible but Eddie hears. 

His hands still in Steve’s hair for a moment before moving again, gently scratching his scalp. 

“I know baby. But that’s not fair, they want to give too. If they knew how much they took without giving back they’d be heartbroken. It’s not fair to you or them.” 

Steve lets Eddies words wash over him, he knows he’s right. They’d be nauseous with it. His sweet wonderful friends and family would be crushed.

“Sometimes it will happen, maybe,” Eddie continues when Steve doesn’t respond beyond a sharp breath in. “Sometimes people won’t know how to give after only getting but you gotta let them try. Sometimes they’ll learn and adjust, sometimes they won’t and you’ll have to deal with that. But you can’t starve yourself like this because you won’t let them try.” 

"What if I take too much?"

"Then they talk to you, like you should talk to them."

“When did you get so wise,” Steve snorts, his voice is tight but he makes the effort, tries to lighten the mood. Deflects, like he always does. 

Eddie lets him, a little, knows Steve has to. But he’s still serious when he answers.

“Wayne is like a never-ending well of insight and digging around in everything, never lets me get away with shit.” 

The opposite of Steve’s parents who were the first to take from him and never give, never look into his eyes and tell him to eat. 

“He’s a good guy,” Steve tells Eddie instead of weighing him down more than he already has. Instead of acknowledging and relieving the hunger pang that strikes him at the thought. Even now, here, he doesn’t know how. 

“Yeah,” Eddie agrees. “I’m here to relay his wisdom, like playing telephone with whatever stuff he teaches me. The things your parents took away from you.”

Eddie still knows, of course, he does. He always knows.

“And what do you get?” Steve has to ask.

“I get you. I get everything.”

Steve smiles, turns around to kiss Eddie. He doesn’t feel empty when Eddie kisses him back, hungry. When he takes and devours. 

#i didn't think i was gonna be able to do steddie week becuase it crept up on me and i haven't kept up #and i wasn't gonna post this but like i wrote this in like 40 minutes in a haze and then went on tumblr and saw one of the #prompts for day 1 was hunger and i had literally just written this thing where i used hunger as a metaphor so i went back and reread it #and did some edits and now im posting it #which well i usually stick to humor in my writing so this is always scary but here we are #this is so different from what i usually post but this is also representative of like 70% of my notes app i just dont share #this kind of writing but fuck it i guess #my writing #dels steddie thoughts #steddieweek2023 #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #stranger things #steddie fic #steddie week

[howmanyholesinswisscheese]

Imagine for me.

Crowley and Aziraphale crying as they kiss for the second time. Tears staining their lips with salt, their voices broken and long abandoned for words cannot begin to describe this feeling, sniffing as they break apart to dry their eyes, their faces breaking into watery smiles at the sight of the other in their arms. Crowley reaching out and drying Aziraphale’s cheek with a shaky swipe of his thumb. Aziraphale cradling his hand, grasping it before it can be pulled away, leaning into it and whispering, “I missed you.” Crowley’s eyes, red and puffy, softening even further, his sunglasses discarded a few paces behind him. “Missed you, too.”

Aziraphale choking back a sob, Crowley doing the same, both falling into each other and smiling, smiling so hard, despite the tears that spill down their cheeks and trace familiar lines that were born of heartbreak and pain, now carved deeper by the spoils of their joy. Grasping each other in an embrace so tight the forces of Heaven and Hell could not break them apart again, but God knows they’ll try.

Crowley and Aziraphale crying as they kiss for the second time, their sobs rich with relief, and for the first time in so long those tears are happy. For the first time in so long, they have each other in their arms. And they will never let go.

(update on this its a fic now)

#what the fuck I was trying to write something happy and yet HERE WE ARE #I mean I guess it’s kind of happy? #failed attempt I’ll try again next time #SORRY #good omens #good omens 3 #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #ineffable divorce #aziracrow

[brother-emperors]

CAESAR AUGUSTUS AND MARCUS LICINIUS CRASSUS

this is about the spolia opima that crassus was robbed of lmao. like, yeah okay octavian could've asked him not to claim it, but nevertheless. a kind of theft happened there.

Fact and Fiction: Crassus, Augustus, and the Spolia Opima, Catherine McPherson

#this is one from the vaults I started a few months ago and finally finished. it’s always the furniture details that put things on hold lmao #the former co consuls are fightinggggg (?) #rome is built on top of other people. this is about both the imperialism-slavery machine and the way that all these guys would #politically devour their own generation to sit on a throne. etc. anyway. octavian specifically sits on a throne of other people’s #accomplishments. that’s a specific kind of debt to carry around your neck. or theft depending on who is doing what #this was theft. anything involving Agrippa was a gift so there’s an obligation to succeed which is it’s own kind of currency so to speak #sugghrhfh. every crassus always has to be like this. in my heart i always root for whoever decides to go up against rome #and then i'm stuck with the guy who should've got a spolia opima like. congrats on your win. i guess. i think. RIP. #ACTUALLY YOU KNOW WHAT. while im talking about this crassus. domina fucking sucks. what an absolute clusterfuck of a show #anyway. if anyone ever does augustan age politics again. octavia would be a great character if you want to invent shit #but also more importantly octavian should seduce crassus for this. thank you. #octavian #marcus licinius crassus.....christ how do i write down that he's the grandson of my crassus. i'll figure it out later #roman empire tag #drawing tag

[joaniejustwokeup]

DP x DC Prompt:

Summoning circles are more complicated than people give them credit for. They’re a bit like a mix between a thumb print, a name, a phone number, and a recipe; and at the same time, nothing like any of those things.

In reality, most summoning circles in spell books and ancient texts are incomplete, representing only a fraction of a particular spirit’s identity.

A complete circle will actually be a series of different summoning circles, with each concentric ring representing an aspect of the spirit’s identity and having individual requirements and/or offerings needed. Ghosts have an innate awareness of them and are able to draw and describe their requirements from any sort of inward reflection.

Ghosts will often give out incomplete circles as a means of communication and transportation. A single ring of the circle will only open the door, and each ring added makes the pull and connection to the summoner stronger. Ghosts will also sometimes use incomplete circles to mark and monitor their haunts and as a way of claiming territory.

A complete summoning circle will occasionally but inevitably change over time, as parts of the spirit’s identity change.

The circle will always be a closely guarded secret. This is because, much like giving your true name to the fae, giving out your full summoning circle will allow the summoner to not only capture you, but to command and control you.

After Danny was shown Dan’s future where he killed the world, he made Jazz memorize his complete circle and told her to use it if he ever turned evil. She thought he was being ridiculous, but learned the spell when she saw how frightened he had become of himself.

When the summoning circle of the Ghost King was added to his identity, he tried to make her memorize the new circle, only for her to flat out refuse, saying it’s not healthy for him to make these kind of contingencies. They get into a really bad fight and Danny flies off determined to find someone he can trust with his circle should he turn evil.

As he’s flying over his town he feels the slight tug on his consciousness indicating someone is trying to summon the Ghost King. He lets his awareness bleed through the summoning just enough to see that… yup it’s cultists again. At least there’s no sacrifices this time.

He’s about to shrug the summoning off like he has so many others when he suddenly sees someone fighting through the cultists. Oh! Make that several someones.

With a giddy sort of eagerness Danny watches Batman and his sidekicks cut through the crowd of religious fanatics, even taking down a couple that looked like they were using ghost-based magic. He’d always admired the Dark Knight, but seeing him fight in person is something else.

It’s as the hero is tying up the cultists and checking their injuries that a lightbulb goes off in Danny’s head, and, after a moment of steeling his determination, he lets himself be pulled through the summoning circle.

The Bats all tense up as the circle at the center of the room grows brighter, readying themselves for another fight. Danny tries to smile reassuringly as he feels his form materialize, though they likely can’t see it in the bright flash of light that accompanies it.

He frowns when he realizes the summoning had dressed him in his royal armor and cloak, the crown of fire burning above his head and ring of rage glaring from his right hand.

He tries raising his hands in an “I am not a threat,” pose, before realizing it looks exactly like the Box Ghost’s “Beware!” pose. He tucks his hands under his armpits, then awkwardly waves at the group of vigilantes.

“Hi there! Wow that was really cool- Thanks for taking care of these guys for me.”

The vigilantes once again tense up as Danny steps out of the circle towards them. Danny smiles sheepishly.

“I don’t mean to be rude, but I really need to talk to you, Batman.”

Batman steps forward, approaching Danny as he stands just outside the circle, a living shadow that looms larger than life. Still, Danny senses something soften in his gaze as he looks over the teenage Ghost King, stopping just out of reach of him. Danny gazes back at his childhood hero, hoping he’s making the right choice.

“I have a favor to ask of you.”

#Red hood doodling these intense circular designs in the corners of his favorite books not knowing what they mean #Dick: Oooooh what’s that little wing? it looks cool! Jason: (blushing but can’t figure out why) Nothing! Fuck off! #Jason’s subconscious: he called me cool! :) #Jason storming into the Batcave - ‘WHERE’S MY COPY OF PRIDE AND PREJUDICE- DEMON BRAT I KNOW YOU HAVE IT!!!!’ #Jason starts tagging the edges of Crime Alley #He’ll suddenly get on coms like ‘Get out of my territory Old Man!’ (How did he know we were here? He’s across town!) #dpxdc #dpxdc prompt #ghost king danny #summoning circles #summoning circle lore #danny phantom #batman #halfa jason todd #or at least some kind of undead #but I guess that’s only in the tags right now #my writing

[demodraws0606]

You know I think there is something interesting to say in terms of where the fuck WxS is going because like

I think WxS is the only unit where the end goal or overall progression is probably the most unknown out of all of them ???

MMJ and VBS are extremely obvious, they both have the most explicit goals that are said to us in a straightforward way

25-ji, in the end we know the main goal at the end will be for all of the characters to go over their hurdles with Mafuyu finally being able to find herself and move forward

Leo/need is probably the closest in terms of vagueness but we know the end goal is clear for them to grow as a band, probably ending in a big concert or something along those lines

But with WxS...like I guess the closest thing I can see to an end goal is all of WxS preparing a show together with everyone playing their part but that definitely doesn't feel like something you'd build up for an entire arc and definitely not something that feels fitting after the emotional turmoil that was the disbandement arc ???

In terms of physical achievements as well they literally revived an entire parc through one gigantic show, so it just comes into question what they can do now.

Then you look at their first few event for this arc considering usually the first event kinda set up what will be planned for the future but it's...weird.

Yeah, Tsukasa and Rui's events set up they're inexperienced and how they will grow in the future but also there is this weird feeling of something feeling off ?

The plays/scripts all are strangely depressing, the play in Tsukasa's event being about a failed writer planning to drown himself (which I believe is one of the only undeniable explicit description of suicide ever in the game?????) and the second being someone whose given up on life meeting their estranged sister only for her to become ill.

We even have Emu's side story in Rui's event where they watched the movie Rin was watching during the event made by the same producer and Emu herself note how depressing the story is (meanwhile the main character of the movie clearly parallels Rui)

We don't see the conclusion of these in-game stories as well, lingering on their worst moment never really seeing the presumably happy conclusion.

THEN we also have Emukasa fes which....again strangely different in tone from what you'd expect a WxS fes card, they're not really all that conclusive either. Tsukasa never aknowledges how he relates to the brother in the story and Emu doesn't really get a conclusion on her grief.

Then we also have Rui's entire fuckign event with the cards and his cyberpunk deadbo-YOU SEE WHAT IM SAYING

The closest we fucking have to knowing what WxS's fucking endgoal towards the story is, is fucking WL which....TELLS US NOTHING

At least with VBS we know that they're goal is to go even further beyond and conquer the whole world, that is a developpement of their goal.

What I'm saying is I don't know what the fuck colorpalet is cooking wiht WxS but I feel like i'm a fucking twilight zone reading the way they're writing WxS now because I can't be the only one feeling insane at how weird all of this is

#wxs #wonderlandxshowtime #project sekai #pjsk #prsk #wxs prsk #wxs pjsk #reading this fucking unit feels like i'm stuck in a strange hell dimension where everything just feels like foreshadowing or some kind of #fucking wink colorpalet is oding at me like it's not the first time they've done insane foreshadowing with wxs #in fact its the norm #i wish i could know what goes on in their head when they write these clowns cos i swear i can't understand what the fuck they're doing #like with other units i can geyt like a general idea #but like WxS ???? #they could go literally anywhere with them #i guess going to broadway could be like a huge goal but like ????? #it doesn't FEEL WxS yknow ? #especially after the disbandement arc which we technically haven't gotten really a conclusion for because...Emu's still gonna come back ?? #So like what do we do when Emu comes back to Pheonix Wonderland ????????????? #Cos I do think WxS would want to come back to perform but ESPECIALLY nene's dreams are kind of incompatible with that #cos we know she wants to perform all over the world like her idol #It's just #I guess I'm waiting to see what kind of unholy bullshit colorpalet has for us after the pain that was the disbandement arc #i was also tired while writing this so if this seems extremely rambly thats why #i'm just losing my mind

[devilsskettle]

there’s also just Something About female characters who are jealous of the men around them for getting to behave in certain ways that they just can’t. like you can just act like that? you don’t have to maintain a carefully curated and constructed image of yourself to present to the world so people don’t treat you like shit? i’m not gonna universalize but i do believe most women feel this way at least at some point in their lives, i feel it all of the time and it drives me fucking insane

#that’s the thing with kie from outer banks for me like. she just wants to be allowed to act like the guys and just like. fuck around i guess #like just to hang out and to do whatever she wants and like to be herself and still be accepted #like she is tone deaf when it comes to like. complaining about her supportive family and better-than-stable financial situation lol #but she feels so trapped! and so alienated! and she can’t escape this role she keeps getting trapped in! #as a Daughter! or a Love Interest! #and like a big part of that is actually kind of just Bad Writing lol but i will take what i want from this story lol #i am going through the scraps i am scavenging it for working parts i am creating meaning where the writers forgot to etc #anyway aaaaaaaaa

[lit-in-thy-heart]

[ID: the train hitting a school bus meme. In the first panel, an empty school bus edges over train tracks and is labelled 'writing planned angst' with a train approaching. In the second panel, the train crashes into the bus and knocks it off the tracks. The train is labelled 'different angst suddenly writing itself'. End ID.]

#and you'll never guess who it's about!!! #(lancelot. it's lancelot again) #like #gwaine i set out to break #lancelot just leaks angst without me having to think too hard about it #like the main angst that was planned for this fic is a kind of fucked up dynamic but i'm 1.5k in and have not even scratched the surface #instead it's all been the implied trauma of the s3 finale #i think it's going to be another long fic lads #but i am getting quite excited to write this now #already have a substantial playlist a list of plot points to include and tags to put on ao3 #and i feel like one has quite succinctly summarised what i'm aiming for: #'what if you get into a relationship for the wrong reasons but you genuinely love the people you're with huh what then' #i don't often write actively doomed relationships mostly bc canon does it for me #mainly it's they're hoping they've got time and think that they do but it's canon compliant so the readers know they don't #but with this one they're actively making poor choices and things are just getting more fucked up #it's going to be SO much fun #lit talks #lit writes

[gowns]

i went from "i have no fucking musical talent or discipline whatsoever, it all ended with my dad and my brother and i just don't have that gene" to "ok fine i will take a beginning piano class at the community college" and a few months later i am WRITING SONGS* like a regular sir elton john!

[hydeomonster]

Now that SWU is fully posted,

I can show you guys the map of Aramore!

disclaimer that this was made before writing the fic... and it's also my first time drawing a map... and also it doesn't have a scale because I'm really struggling trying to translate my "half a day of travel by horseback" into actual measurements.

Bonus version with in-character notes under the cut !

I imagine that this map was Joel's father's that he found and kept for himself, and then decided to doodle over it to make it 'his'. (Although that is Not canon at all, since Joel would not know where the EVO military academy thing is, nor would he need to when he didn't even know Grian was there...)

This whole map is a bit of a mess since I worked on it back in may i think, and just kept reworking it or adding on to it as I wrote (because for some reason I keep making stuff up as I'm writing?? Why???).

I think all of our little places shown here were mentioned in the fic, plus obviously we've gone to Boatwright, Woodpine, Canary's Ranch and The Shipyard, but we won't be going to Norbury, Cavalie nor EVO academy for a little bit... But we will! Just not in Joel's and Etho's story.

The mountains and forests aren't labeled, but the one between Woodpine and Boatwright would be The Grimm Forest (location for a next fic! hopefully!), and the mountain chains west would be the Aramorian Mountains, the one east would be the Vame Cliffs, as mentioned in SWU !

Erm! feel free to ask questions (asks, reblogs, dms... idm!) or give tips and advice both are appreciated ♡♡ ok see you later peeps

#boat boys #smalletho #joel smallishbeans #trafficshipping #double life #double life fanart #? i guess #this IS a DL au... #maps #fictional map #you're probably going to ask me why Cavalie stands out sm. I would tell you the answer is very easy #It did not exist at the time of making this map #i fucking made the whole town up as I wrote chapter 4. that's what happened and why it's so different than the other landmarks #now if you'll excuse me #lesbeans rambles #hyde writes #kind of. its writing related #eh #i need a tag for this au

[dollypopup]

look i get bton has set up some seeds (ba dum tiss?) that polin will be the pairing in the Featherington Family to have a male heir first (and it's popular in the fandom as an endgame for them) and thus will inherit the estate but

consider the following:

they find out about it and go 'ahahahah NOPE' and thus become co-conspirators to get Pru or Phillipa preggo before them. because with inheriting the estate. . .what they really inherit is the debt. and neither of them are eager for that anytime soon

so one storyline is that they're on a mission to get Prudence there first so they're always out here making very thinly veiled insinuations at PruDank and make up excuses and schemes so they're alone with each other. Penelope takes the lead for this particular side of the scheme, but they're definitely in kahoots. like Colin will lead Dankworth to places and Penelope will do the same for Prudence and whoops, look at that, what a good time for the two of you to make an heir and Penelope's there in Prudence's ear like it should be you, you're the oldest, it's your right, wouldn't you want to lord it over Phillipa forever? like the devil on her shoulder and constantly hyping her sister up because please, god, don't let it be her, she doesn't want it to be her, she is a grand total of 19 years old and she wants to fuck her husband consequence free, and she can't do this chastity shit, it's not reasonable, so Prudence, time to hop on that horse! let's up and at 'em, sis

and the other is Colin coming to Albion like 'soooooooo. . .I have to ask. . .how have you managed it?' and he's like 'managed what?' 'to be married for two years and not have a baby. I mean, I'm a newly married man and I'd like to. . .enjoy my wife before we start a family. I have to know your secret' and Albion is just there going 'huh? what secret? we've just being doing it normal?' so Colin's very concerned like 'oh no, what if i've offended him? what if they can't have kids???' and Albion and him keep talking until it becomes clear that, wait, hang on, what do you mean by normal and it finally comes out that the reason Phillipa always seems like she's got a stick up her bum is because she does so he's like 'oh fuck, oh no, oh no no no, i can't be the one to inform him that's not the way to make a baby' ala: 'you are putting it in the right place?' and he's white as a ghost like 'so very sorry, i think i left my cat on the stove, i have to go'

and Colin and Penelope come together at the end of all their schemes like 'well. . .there goes Plan A. . .and B. . .and C through G' as Penelope frantically wonders if she can get Gen to pull Prudence aside and Colin is contemplating which of his brothers he can bribe enough to have the 'So, women have multiple holes' discussion w/' Albion because he refuses to be the one to do it

meanwhile, Portia is out here making potions to try to get one of her daughters to have a baby because thus far, she's batting 0 for 3, and Polin's schemes somehow always end up in direct opposition to her schemes, thus canceling out each time

tell me that wouldn't be the funniest shit you've ever watched on this show

#polin #do i dare tag anything else? lmfao #this is kind of crack but also i desire it desperately #guess i have to write it #in particular i'm just imagining that albion-colin conversation as he gets more and more distressed #going 'what do you mean? WHAT DO YOU MEAN!?!?!' #portia out here with her teeth gritted like 'I'm going to kill Colin Bridgerton' (because he is the perma-thorn in her side) #as Penelope sips tea going 'please don't i like him too much' #neither of them realizing they're on the same side #but also Portia does NOT want it to be Polin because she's like 'good lord COLIN BRIDGERTON in charge of the estate??? he's too stubborn' #because really she's hoping it's Dankworth so she can still manipulate him and keep control #and Colin is out here hoping it is ANYONE BUT HIM because no he wants to fuck his beautiful wife in rolling fields of flowers and on beache #he loves babies but maybe they can wait until his wife isn't a literal teenager #portia and colin squabbling as penelope is there like 'you're. . .on the same side?' and they hiss going 'HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT!?'

[royaltea000]

TMA x Hetalia crossovers are so good actually cuz the nations as a concept are pretty creepy if you think about it. Like you’re telling me that there are people who are not people out there that can know you deeply and fundamentally as a person and a timeline if you look into a certain one’s eyes? That have lived quite literally since the beginning of civilizations whom all the blessings and curses of humanity have been thrust upon?? Witnesses to our rise and downfall??? And they’re just OUT THERE?????

In the Magnus Institute there is a hallway lined with portraits of important founders and sponsors only one of which is a painting done in the 1800s of a young man with green eyes and the thickest eyebrows. A portrait that looks suspiciously like the guy who pops in from time to time to have private meetings with Elias. Must be a descendant.

I headcanon that countries faces can’t be digitally recorded in any matter and if they are photographed they become blurry and distorted or obscured by a conveniently passing object or person so the only way they can be portrayed is through drawings. Anyways read Changing Face by Slovenskych on ao3 it gave me so many brainworms that I’m this close to mailing them my hospital bill :)

#long post I know sorry #but I’ve loved this kind of genre of crossovers for forever #and it’s just all spilling out in this one afternoon #I wish more people would write Hetalia into the horror genre I think it’s so interesting #fuck I gotta do everything myself I guess 😤 #bro I’m tired of cookin sometimes I just wanna eat out 😭😭 #I’m so sad there’s so little tma x Hetalia crossovers… #😔 #tma x hetalia #tma podcast #the magnus archives #hetalia #hetalia world stars

[aphel1on]

#REMEMBERED THE DUMB EDIT I WAS GONNA MAKE. #writing #fanfic #aphelion.txt #text post meme #i guess? #ao3 #i mean this can be about original writing too but #every damn time seriously #i do it without even noticing #i'll be like oh finally i wrote a piece that isnt somehow secretly about my mother #then ill reread it 6 months later and its about my mother again. #LOL that's only one example but also like #i'll go 'im gonna write about this fucked up lil dude<3' #and only realize 10k into his pov that i have cribbed several mental health quirks directly from my own brain #sorry the text on this is fuzzy i use ms paint like some kind of cave person and its text editor is garbage

[wolfpoets]

so weird to see takes from people who Don’t Get why people are taking izzy’s death personally. it’s the betrayal of a show telling you it’s gay characters get to live and be happy - except for this one. not the oldest queer. not the queer that talked about how happiness isn’t made for people like him, which resonated with so many real life queers. not the one who finally found his queer family after a lifetime of repression. not the one who suffered devastating trauma and physical disability. sorry but for a lot of folks izzy was the character who felt the most real. killing him ended up feeding into a lot of real world fears for some of us.

#I was genuinely feeling suicidal after he died. #seeing him come out and be happy and then get murdered fucked real hard with my own sense of foreshortened future. #is that a personal problem? yeah. but I honestly didn’t expect this from a show that claimed to be kind. #a show that was supposed to comfort me instead of hurt me. #that’s the problem w writing for queers I guess. we all come pre traumatized. #izzy hands #our flag means death

[cream-and-tea]

oh boy ohhhh man there nuclear-waste-facility levels of toxic family dynamics happening in my google docs rn

#me. planning for burn the stars: yeah apollinaire’s home was super mega fucked up #me. writing some of said home life: HEY THIS IS SUPER MEGA FUCKED UP #i need to really flesh out two of the main royal families in burn the stars so i was doing a bit of writing to try and figure out some #of the dynamics i’ve been turning over in my head w apollinaire’s family #(specifically her relationship w her siblings because that’s alllll kinds of messy but i don’t have a very clear grasp on it) #(well i guess i do now. but yknow) #and let me just say: YIKES #also alphonso el belrose i want 2 kill you with a hammer oh my god #(<- me about my own character that i created and wrote myself) #wip: burn the stars

[teecupangel]

Imagine if Desmond was turned into a slime when he touched the apple, like he ends up in the past and his ancestors just see this not-liquid thing following them around or something

When I read slime, my brain immediately went “which type?”. There are many variations of slimes but the main two versions of slimes I immediately thought of are:

A not-liquid thing that will devour everything and everyone that passes thru its gel-like body (like in D&D)

A not-liquid thing that can freely control its gel-like body to change shapes into whatever it wants, mostly long tentacle-like limbs, and, optionally, secretes thick liquid with aphrodisiac properties (like… uuuhhh… let’s just say works with ‘mature’ contents)

And then I remember…

This dude:

Which is pretty much just a weak noob monster that can tackle your level 1 alchemist before getting bombed.

But, but, but, look how cute that slime is. I mean it’s called a Puni but we all know it’s based on a slime, Gust ain’t fooling anyone.

Just imagine Desmond taking that form and being adorable and making puppy dog eyes at his ancestors as he tries to follow his ancestors by jumping like a really bouncy pudding.

Just the sheer ‘you won’t leave this defenseless thing alone, right?’ potential of this form that Desmond could use to his advantage.

And then they get into a fight and it turns out Desmond could shape his form into anything he wants so he’s suddenly making whip-like gel-like appendages to smack enemies around and even use one of Ratonhnhaké:ton’s rope dart finishers.

Weird liquid secretion optional (･ω<)☆

So, you know, we have variations. I guess we can’t really use the ‘devour everything’ type because that means no one can touch Desmond. It’ll be good angst fodder though, that’s for sure.

Also… if we’re going for Rimuru-OP route where Desmond can gain skills by devouring certain things, this would give him the ability to shapeshift into the human form of those he eats (but, in his case, maybe any human form he takes will have golden eyes?)

Just imagine the angst of Desmond devouring Kadar as he’s about to die because Kadar asked him to after Desmond tried and failed to save him and Desmond tells him how his power works when Kadar asked before, trying to talk about anything to help Kadar ignore the pain. Kadar wishes to thank Desmond and hopes he could receive a useful ‘skill’ from someone like him in the end and Desmond takes his form instead. Any time he looks at his reflection, he feels guilty for not being able to save Kadar so he wears a mask most of the time. Just imagine the angst that will happen once Altaïr and Malik see the face he has underneath the mask!!!

#desmond as a slime #what kind of slime? #idk we have choices i guess #i honestly prefer the pure slime route though #but the angst of being able to shapeshift as a human he had to devour is yummy #i don’t know if this was meant to be a wholesome ask #and i fucked it up #thanks to… #the very varied choices of h mangas and doujins #i have read and seen #anyway #uuuhhh #assassin's creed #desmond miles #ask and answer #teecup writes/has a plot #fic idea: assassin's creed #altaïr ibn la'ahad #malik al sayf #kadar al sayf #i guess i did mention them

[prolibytherium]

Funniest thing in the world is when someone like dissects the symbolism they perceive in something you made and you're like "Wow yeag I really did that. My twisted web of genius metaphors and subtleties" [INTERNAL] What teh fuck are they talking about!!!!!!

#ESPECIALLY with art because I'm usually operating more on a loose collection of concepts than any coherent message but writing too #For example I have one friend who's loosely like beta reading 'The White Calf' and keep having moments where she's like #'wow the symbolism in this bit is interesting' or 'OHHHH I SEE WHAT YOU'RE DOING THERE' and I'm like #Wait what. Oh yeah I guess that is kind of there huh. Weird #Especially funny when it's a compliment like thank you I'm glad if the loose slop I'm throwing down has assembled itself into coherency #It's not like I DON'T do anything intentionally but so much really is accidental #Art critiques were always wild for me especially ones where I was challenged about what I was trying to say because it's like. #Fuck if I know beyond a loose smattering of vibes and concepts