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#you don't have to though
shyroism · 1 year
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I did a timelapse for this one! Check it out (and maybe subscribe to my YouTube channel) here: https://youtu.be/79UZFJP6ghg
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ladamedemartel · 3 months
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@lordofthestrix continued from here: ( x )
"You cannot." The confirmation sang of aligned stars and ferocious zeal. "Understand, Aurora. I would lay down my life for yours without hesitation or regret. Only for yours. But I will not welcome a half life nor condone one for you out of cowardice. Let his progeny forever flee from one sinking ship to the next like vermin. I will give us rapture where they only know survival." A promise to keep. "The Destroyer at the gates of the city. And a legion of crusaders at his command." Absorbed in thought for a moment and against all odds, Tristan curved his lips into a brumal smirk. "I am going to triumph." It was shared with the hues of a secret. As if to ease Aurora into seeing what he now saw with tenacious clarity. "I cannot end his life. Not yet. That much is true. But I plan for me and those who stand at my side to offer Mikael an agonizing wonder his children never could." Gelid poison and appetite for devastation pleasantly reached his voice without apology. "We know him well enough by now, do we not? In his own twisted way he is at his core a warrior. We are a fanciful detail to him. If he still hunts for our lives here and there it is only inspired by a wounded pride caused by being made a fool with our unwilling masquerade. He has truer prey to chase after. And as I ride to war I vow to you, my love...I will extinguish all desire he could possibly harbor to ever encounter us again." He extended in his eyes unmovable, passionate reassurance. "Gales of change have been unmerciful to us in the past. But this Rory...This will be my tempest." His lips greeted her forehead in immeasurable closeness but unwilling to give the smallest sign that could lead her to interpret the gesture as a farewell. "Go. Be safe. My heart cannot be ravaged while you keep it. I know those Elijah left behind have not earned your affection yet. There will be time for that. There will be time for everything for the eternity to arrive is ours. The next time we see each other I will gift you a world where you will never have reason to fear his shadow at your back. Do not fear for me. If you cannot trust my cunning designs for the occasion, and I assure you they are my most inspired work yet, then leave to me a token of yours. Something to return along with news of the victory." He suggested in an offer of complicit devilment. "My beloved Lady de Martel. Would you grant me your favour for the battle ahead?"
Aurora frowned at his response. No, he was supposed to tell her that he would remain behind if she bid him. Aurora knew that she had the power to keep him if she truly wished it. She could dig her hand into her wrist and pull out vein and bone until he stopped her. He wouldn't dare to leave her alone if she were to break her bedside table and threaten to force a splinter through her heart if he dared to continue this nonsense. He owed those people nothing. He owed them nothing and yet he was putting himself at risk for them. He was putting her at risk for them. Mikael could not be stopped, but Tristan and the others could have been. That was why Elijah had undoubtedly left them behind. Oh how she loathed that she was forced to concede the point of logic to Elijah. Tristan was leaving her and forcing her to side with Elijah. Would his crimes against her that evening have any end?
Still, Tristan sounded so confident. There was a fire in his eyes that she had not seen in some time. He wanted this. These people. She could torment him for that. She could. She could summon tears to her eyes and whimper about why she was not enough. Unfortunately, that was a weapon that she did not much fancy using, especially on him. He could easily turn the blade etched with Niklaus on its hilt toward her in the face to any demand that she made that he prove to her that he would not leave her. Aurora did not care to pick at that scar tonight lest it prove to be less healed than she thought for both of them.
Besides, Tristan had already started to dangle a blade of his own. Did she not trust him to have planned this? Did she not trust him to have thought this through? Did she not trust him?
Aurora hated all of it. She loathed being put in this position, a position where she would not get her way.
"If circumstances change and Mikael proves more cunning than anticipated, or has some-" Aurora did not know what word to use. Mikael had already surprised them once when they had learned that wood would not kill him as it could have killed them. More surprises could lurk around the corner. "I care not for those people. Abandon them if you must. Mikael will slaughter them all before there can be any whisper of you being a coward."
With clear reluctance, Aurora pulled the ribbon that tied her hair and offered it to him. "I have never known a moment on this earth without you; see to it that that does not change."
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shoechoe · 2 years
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I get a lot of people asking me where to find certain posts that I mention, so here is a list of links for my analysis-type longer posts. (Keep in mind that some of these are fairly old and might not be the best quality and/or my opinions may have changed in that time.)
why trish is diavolo's daughter (and not doppio's) - February 20, 2021 (word count 1340)
DIO and Diavolo - February 21, 2021 (word count 1167)
why jolyne is an underrated jojo - February 26, 2021 (word count 3043
fanon vs. canon doppio - March 4, 2021 (word count 663)
why pucci is an underrated villain - March 4, 2021 (word count 6428)
"any diavolo death is canon" isn't really correct - March 12, 2021 (word count 697)
the moral inconsistence of vento aureo/part 5 complaints part 1 - October 23, 2021 (word count 3955) and part 2 - January 5, 2022 (word count 4184)
diavolo and in the court of the crimson king - February 12, 2022 (word count 11749. yes, i know)
battle tendency (and why i don't care for it) - December 30, 2022 (word count: 9936, 7101 for the overall story and 2835 specifically for BT's n*zi problem)
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and here's a bonus what kind of diavolo fan are you uquiz (very much a joke. accuracy may vary)
i will edit this post as i make more of them
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thinking about an AA Beta AU comic where a marmalized Wingo vents to Nick about wanting to feel emotions other than happiness and not wanting to hurt anyone but he comforts him and at the end of the comic he says "You know, you don't need to call me by my name Wingo. Just call me Bro..."
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kamkairo · 2 years
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I don't really have a lot of reason to be around here most days since it's always so dead and boring lately, but if you ever wanted to ask/talk about anything you always have that chance, I'm always lurking around
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butchfalin · 5 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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local-faun · 6 months
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I've been spending a lot of time trying to figure out what my pinned post should be since it's a pretty good introduction to new followers
I think I finally have an idea of what I want it to say, so if you guys could atleast glance at it when I post it that'd be pretty cool ·^·
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golyadkin · 3 months
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it's because i wouldn't let you kill the bounty hunter isn't it
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originalartblog · 3 months
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Apparently much-needed reminder that reposting artists' art (by saving the images or screenshotting them and reuploading them yourself) on other platforms without the artists' expressed permission and without credit is theft and an insult to their passion and craft. You are profiting (in views, in attention, in feedback) from someone else's work and ideas, who do not get that feedback for sharing their creation.
If you are an art reposter, you are a thief and I have no respect for you.
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solroskajan · 2 months
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Uzi carrying V, like I said I would draw. + a suggestion/request from @1-800-hellyeah! Worker drones are strong, but carrying two people who are significantly taller than yourself still requires cooperation.
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flickering-nightfall · 5 months
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Experiments with pupils and mouths that devolved into shenanigans :)
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that0neperson · 1 year
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I am very much aware of never expressing myself.
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I want to talk to someone. Please.
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grizzlyofthesea · 1 year
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I have an ask page now.
I figured it would be easier for people to share their thoughts about stuff if there were an ask page. Also, I literally just discovered how to enable it.
So...yeah. That's all.
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bet-on-me-13 · 20 days
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Wes ruins everything
Wes had finally done it, he had finally realized why nobody ever belived him about Fenton and Phantom! It made so much sense now, he had been looking for an answer for years, thinking he was going crazy because everybody refused to see the Obvious!
He was Cursed!
He literally had an Ancestoral Curse on his Bloodline that made it so that all those born with the gift of Prophecy would be ignored! A Gift of Prophecy that he apparently had.
It was Cassandra's Curse, the one from Greek Myths. Apparently she was his Great×1000 Grandmother and passed down the Gift (and Curse) of Prophecy to him. And he knew how to break it!
All he needed to do was gather the right resources, chant the correct incantations, make sure not to accidentally summon a Demon in the process, and he could just foist the Curse onto some other poor schmuck. Sure it would suck for them, and he would loose his Gift of Prophecy, but Wes had been ignored for Years at this point, he needed validation!
So he did the Ritual, and he didn't mess it up, and he managed to get rid of the Curse.
Now all he had to do was convince everybody that he was right for the first time in his life! This was going to be great!
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Cass didn't know what was going on.
A while ago, she had started getting these...gut feelings that she couldn't explain.
She would look over the details of a Case her Family was working on, and see a patern that the others were seemingly ignoring. Like when she realized that The Penguin was about to raid the Docks on the East Side, but the others were convinced it was going to be on the West.
But when she had tried to tell them, they had brushed her off. "We've already concluded that he will begin the Raid on the West side, no need to go to the East."
She had gone anyways, and low and behold she had been right. But nobody even acknowledged that she had been right at all, they had just wondered how they had missed the signs, not even questioning how she had known.
It wasn't limited to Cases either. Even small things, like telling her brother's where the TV remote was were brushed off, and hours later they would still be looking, never even having checked where she told them.
It seemed that no matter what, nobody cared about her point of view anymore. They kept brushing her off, telling her she was wrong, actively ignoring her ideas.
And it was getting worse. They were starting to ignore her more and more, forgetting she was in the room, not calling her down for Dinner, even forgetting to check in on her during Patrol.
She knew that there must be something going on, Magical or otherwise, but when she tried bringing it up with her Dad or JLD, they would also Brush her off.
Her Family was forgetting her. And they didn't even realize it.
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Danny was not okay at the moment.
When he had gone to school a few weeks ago and noticed everybody staring at him, he didn't give it much thought. Maybe Dash or Paulina had spread another Rumor about him again, not too out of the ordinary.
When his name had been called over the Intercom, he hadn't thought much of that either. His grades were falling even more than usual, so he assumed his Guidance Counselor wanted to have another talk with him.
When he walked into the Principals Office to see both of his Parents and some GIW Agents, that's when he realized something big must have happened.
He didn't have much of a chance to react when the Shields went up, but he did react when the first Ecto-Blast scorched the wall behind him. His Parents began to scream at him as they fired their Blasters, something about replacing somebody? He didn't know, he was pretty preoccupied at the moment.
It took more effort than he cared to admit to escape the Room, but a stray shot to the hidden Shield Projector under the Principals Desk proved to be his saving grace. Unfortunately the moment he escaped the Office, he was met with a veritable Army of GIW Agents, all armed to the Teeth with Weapons he had never even seen before.
He managed to get away for a moment, hiding in the Bathroom as the Agents chasing him passed it by. That's when he met Wes.
He obviously hadn't been expecting him, but the moment he saw him Wes put on a smug look. "Oh hi Fenton, trying to get away from the other students?"
Danny had replied with confusion, "What the hell are you talking about?!"
"I finally managed to convince everybody about you, now everyone knows that you're Phantom! I'll bet you're hiding from all of the other Students hounding you for questions right?"
"...it was you?"
"Yeah, so? I finally get to be right!"
"...You absolute MORON-"
That was the last Danny got to say to Wes before an Ecto-Blast launched him through a Wall, seeing his face morph into a look of Shock just before the dust cloud covered it up.
Since that day, Danny had been on the Run. Nowhere was safe anymore now that the GIW knew both his Human and Ghost's faces, but he had to keep running. He crossed state Lines already, and was on his way to the next Ecto-Rich City he could sense, somewhere in New Jersey.
He cursed his Fenton Luck every day. Why had everybody believed Wes this time?! Nobody had ever belived him before, nobody even seemed to acknowledge his existence after a while! What had changed?
Danny just wanted to rest already.
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Cass had taken to Patrolling alone recently. She had taken to doing a lot of things alone, actually.
After the first month, it seemed that nobody could remember that she was in the room with them, even if she was within their eyeline, she just faded into the background. By the 2 Month Mark they had stopped talking to her entirely, although occasionally she would get a Text or two from her dad. By the 3 month Mark she was completely invisible, and By the 5th she had been forced to get used to it.
She didn't know what was going on, was it a Meta Ability? Magic? Alien Tech? She had no idea.
She had begun to cook for herself after the first time Alfred forgot to set her Plate at the Table. The same with Washing her own Clothes, Cleaning her Room, and Paying her Phone Bills. At the very least the Automated Allowance Payments to her Account had kept up, or she wouldn't have been able to go to her favorite Cafe anymore.
It was bittersweet for her. She used to go to that Cafe every week with Alfred, but he didn't even come on his own anymore. Had he only come for her? Did she really mean that much to them? It hurt, she finally had a family that cared for her and suddenly she didn't exist to them.
She sat alone at a Table, ignored by everyone in the Cafe as usual, when a new face walked in. He looked about her age, a little roughed up, walking with a sort of cautious gaint, as if he was scared of something. His Body Language seemed to agree with her assessment, as his body practically screamed "Worry" in its movements.
Cass stopped watching at that point. Just another Gotham Teen, probably worried over something like getting not having enough money or getting mugged on the way home. It was a Common sight in Gotham.
She attention was pricked again for a moment when she heard a voice speak up. "Uh, can I sit here?"
She ignored it, he wasn't talking to her.
"Um, excuse me? Miss? Could I sit here?" He repeated.
She ignored him again, he wasn't talking to her. Nobody talked to her.
"Hello? Do you have Earbuds in?" He said, and he waved his hand in front of her face.
Her face. He waved his hand. In front of Her Face.
He was talking to her.
She looked up at him sharply, seeming to startle him for a moment before he asked, "So, is that a no?"
"You can see me?" She asked.
He looked a bit bewildered, but replied "Uh, yeah? Why would I not? Are you...a Ghost?". That last part sounded a bit suspicious.
"No. Not a Ghost. But nobody sees me. Ever. Nobody remembers me." She replied. She had never spoken this much to anybody outside of her Family, but in the past few weeks she had been starved for interaction.
He seemed slightly interested, and sat down at her table. He looked her in the eyes, and said "Do you...talk about it?"
She smiled. He could see her.
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chalkrub · 6 months
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more svanhildr - trying new things, like a brave boy
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casiavium · 1 year
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If he's 'your' fiance why is there a giant statue of me riding him in the middle of the town square 🤨
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