Hello! I'm Lilac! I I mostly reblog fanart, as well as posts I find funny or interesting. I'm also an artist myself, but I never really finish anything...
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Ratatouille would have been a better and potentially much more interesting story if Remy had partnered with Collette instead of Linguini. Two underdogs with talent and passion forced to maintain a dangerous ruse. Fiercely independent Collette giving up temporary control of her body to a creature who, despite the insanity of a rat wanting to cook professionally, she can relate to on a personal level and who she does want to teach. The inner conflict of wondering if Remy’s growing talents are eclipsing her own, if the praise their food is earning belongs more to him than to her. Her guilt over feeling resentment and jealousy towards this little guy who wouldn’t have a hope of realizing his talents if not for her trust and protection. Both of them unraveling the mystery of that sweet but bumbling kitchen boy with the obvious crush on Collette being Gusteau’s secret son, and working together to thwart the new evil owner’s plans to stop Linguini from claiming his birthright. The message of the movie not being this weird, almost smug “some people are born with talent, some people aren’t, and that’s how being a ~great artist~ works”, but something more like, “if you have a dream, you deserve to pursue it, and be supported and encouraged in your pursuit of it, even if other people tell you that, because of some intrinsic aspect of yourself or the circumstances you were born in (like being a human woman in the restaurant industry, or being a literal rat), you have no place pursuing this dream. Also, raw talent can only get you so far, and skill and passion existing in the right balance is key.” I’ve been thinking about this for seventeen years. I’m breaking my silence
I'm obsessed with drawing her with the kitty face UWWBHWWHWVWGW (≧∇≦)b(≧∇≦)b
i thought i was on tumblr.com WHY haven't i heard a word about official media catboy julius and wilhelm
There is, uh, one particular scene I’ve been working on. From the reaction fic…
Reaction Ficlet: Rem
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“…You’re kidding, right, Rem?”
Everyone in the theater seemed to freeze in place.
Emilia was the first to break the silence that had formed over them all like a sheet of ice. “…What?”
“If you do not resist, I can grant you a quick end.”
“No,” Otto said, shaking his head. “No, no. This has to be some sort of mistake. Suba— Natsuki-san LOVES Rem. He’s been trying to— for months— she can’t have—”
“It’s just a misunderstanding,” Emilia agreed. “They can clear it up, and then — I guess Subaru…meets his end in this loop in some other way. But it can’t be Rem.”
“So you decided this all on your own?” Subaru was asking nervously. “Roswaal didn’t order you?”
“I will eliminate all those who oppose Roswaal-sama’s wishes. You are merely one.”
“Man,” Subaru joked, backing away slightly. “Can’t he train his lapdogs not to bite at people just passing thro— AUGH?!”
Rem had struck him with the chain of her Morning Star.
Emilia gasped. “Rem!” she snapped. “Why would you—“
“I—“ Rem was at a loss for words.
“That was deserved.” It was Ram who stepped in. “In her eyes,” the older sister said, “a strange man had just insulted her liege lord to her face, after demonstrating himself to be a threat. Smacking him once for the offense — that was warranted, Emilia-sama. …It’s not like she hit him very hard, in the first place.”
Emilia bit her lip, but — however uneasily — conceded.
Crusch blocked Wilhelm before he could finish getting up, his eyes already growing hard at the sight of that one vicious blow. “Wait,” she ordered in a low voice. “Let’s…Let’s see how they handle this.”
“…Understood, Crusch-sama.”
“That’s how little you trusted me?”
“Yes.”
Onscreen, Subaru’s eyes watered.
“Rem,” Emilia pleaded.
“—I don’t wanna hear it! Take this!” Subaru whipped out his phone, flashing Rem with several flashes of bright lights in quick succession. When she flinched backwards, momentarily stunned, Subaru took the opportunity to bowl past her and start running.
“He didn’t use the knife??” Otto pointed out, bewildered.
“Of course he didn’t,” Beatrice said. Her voice sounded odd. “He loves her.”
Subaru didn’t get far before he — tripped over something, and suddenly fell on his face. “Oomph!”
And then when he looked down, his leg had been sliced clean off. He screamed.
“Subaru!” Beatrice cried out. Her eyes were not on the screen, but on the boy in the cage. The boy who was currently curling into a ball to cover his ears, squeezing his eyes shut. The spirit lifted up her skirts, rushing over to sit by his side, pressing her hand into the glass. “Subaru, I’m here! Betty’s here, okay?” The glass was in the way. She couldn’t reach him. “Subaru!”
“Mana of water, heal this body.”
“O-Oh!” Emilia said. She was relaxing slightly. “Maybe— Maybe you can talk now? It’ll be fine.”
Wilhelm was rigid, clenching his knees until his knuckles turned white. Julius’ face had grown pale. Ricardo’s eyes were growing wide. Felt raised her hands to her mouth in horror. All those who had seen true viciousness — through time as a knight, a mercenary, or otherwise — slowly started to understand what was going to happen next.
“She didn’t…” Ferris whispered, face ashen.
“Rem,” Subaru said hopefully. “You’re…?”
“I will not be able to ask you anything if I let you die so easily.”
Emilia’s smile faded. “…Huh?”
“I ask you, are you working with one of Lady Emilia’s rival claimants to the throne?”
“…My heart belongs to Emilia.”
Rem swung down her chain.
It wasn’t quick.
It took a few seconds for many in the theater to realize what exactly it was that they were watching. But they all pieced it together, in the end — and even after they understood the situation, it continued before their eyes. Slowly, everyone turned to stare at Rem, horror and disbelief etched so deeply into all of their faces that the feelings may as well have been engraved into them from the start.
“He loves you,” Emilia choked out. “Su— Rem, Subaru LOVES you. How could you…?”
The amnesiac Rem, who could not remember even the final timeline of events, stared helplessly back. The despair of the others was multiplied tenfold in her pale blue eyes.
Emilia wasn’t having it. Horror and betrayal gave way to a surge of rage. “Answer me!” she demanded. “Don’t just sit there — tell me! How could you do this to him? How could you hurt him like this? How could you make him cry—“
A squeal echoed over Emilia’s words as the Rem onscreen landed a particularly vicious strike against Subaru’s back.
“—why??” Emilia sobbed.
“I don’t know!” Rem said desperately. “I don’t know — that’s not me! I never — why would I ever do something like this?! I didn’t! I wouldn’t!”
“You did,” Crusch said. Her voice was cold and sharp like steel, with the sort of anger that could be mistaken for calmness if one wasn’t paying attention. The other camps were keeping quiet, watching the Emilia Camp with stares that slowly turned to ice as they waited to see if they would handle their own, but something about Rem’s refusal had apparently crossed a line. “A version of you — did.”
“Captain hasn’t stopped trying to wake you up since you fell asleep,” Garfiel growled, a dangerous undercurrent to his voice the likes of which none of them had heard since the Sanctuary Incident. “He’s been so worried about you. He cares for you so much, and— you—“
Otto pressed his lips together and said nothing. Nobody could tell what he was thinking.
“I don’t remember—“
“Rem.”
It was Ram who spoke up, with the sort of coldness that made her usual scathing comments look sweet and gentle by comparison. Rem turned to face her, eyes wide and lips parted.
“—I love you,” Ram interrupted, before she could say anything more to defend herself. “Because you are my sister. But it is because I love you that I cannot allow you to back away from this. This is not a sin that gets erased by your lack of knowledge. Even if you do not remember this…” She took a shaky breath. “Subaru does.”
Rem swallowed.
“…Nee-sama,” a quiet, shaky voice interrupted. “You shouldn’t talk like that to your sister.”
Ram froze.
Subaru was watching their argument from his cage, a smile on his face that clearly was supposed to be casual and lighthearted, despite how badly he was trembling and how it clashed with the tears beading at the corners of his eyes.
“Subaru—“ Beatrice pleaded, her hands on the glass as she tried desperately to quiet him. “Subaru, you don’t have to—“
“Rem was— Rem was right,” Subaru said. “I was suspicious. I snuck around the estate without telling anyone what I was doing. I stole a knife, and spied on everyone from the woods nearby. She was right to—“
His onscreen counterpart cried out, voice raw and breaking from the constant stress. “Mana of water,” Rem’s voice repeated. “Heal this body.”
Subaru swallowed, shaking even worse than before. “…to be suspicious.”
Rem made a strangled, horrified sort of noise.
Nobody else spoke for a long, long moment, the air permeated only by the sounds of angry demons, and chains, and cries of pain.
“—Are you a member of the Witch Cult?”
“Oh,” Garfiel gasped, looking as though he had realized something. “That’s what it is.”
“What?” Julius prodded. His voice was unusually curt, as if he was biting something back with all his might. His eyes were hard.
“C-Captain has the Witch’s scent on him,” Garfiel explained nervously. His eyes were darting from side to side. Had he—? No, no, he couldn’t have. Subaru never would have welcomed him with open arms if he — if he did. …Right? “We dunno why, but…it’s not hard to mistake him for a Witch Cultist on that alone.”
Julius didn’t respond to that at all. He turned away, going back to watching the interrogation on the screen.
“Still denying it?” Rem growled. “It is plain to see that you are involved with the witch. Her stench is all over you!” The Subaru onscreen looked at her in shock, the look of an awful realization dawning across his face. “Even if Sister or no one else notices, I can smell it on you! The leftover stench of that monster makes me want to spit in disgust!”
Garfiel didn’t look very happy at being proven right.
“I was anxious and angry when I saw you speaking with Nee-sama. You, someone involved with the one who put Nee-sama through so much, weaseling into our precious home… I have been watching you since Roswaal-sama welcomed you…but the entire time, it hurt to watch you. I could not bear it. Even if I knew that the whole time Nee-sama was taking care of you, she was just pretending to be friendly!”
“How could you say something so cruel to him?” Emilia demanded, tears in her eyes. Rem stared back at her, mute. “How COULD you? SUBARU LOVES YOU!!”
None of the other camps said a word. The looks in their eyes were enough of a condemnation.
The Rem onscreen wavered suddenly as she finally looked Subaru full in the face — only to see that he had, at some point, started to cry.
“—What the Hell…?”
“I knew it was…” he choked out. “…something like that.”
Beatrice sucked in a breath. “Subaru—“
“So that’s what it was… I knew there was some reason, behind all the kindness. But…I was too afraid to ask…”
“No,” Ram said, an oddly desperate tone in her voice that nobody had ever heard before. “No, no, Subaru, that’s not—“
“I finally learned how to peel veggies without cutting my hand,” he whimpered. “I learned how to do laundry right. Didn’t finish learning how to clean the place, but… Reading…it’s just the simple stuff, but I can do that now. I studied like I promised. I read the picture book. It’s all thanks to you two…”
Emilia sobbed into her hands.
“What are you…talking about?” The Rem onscreen looked creeped out. Uncertain.
“I’m talking about what you two have done for me…”
“I recall no such thing.”
“—Why don’t you remember?!”
Everyone in the audience flinched. The Rem onscreen flinched, too.
“What’d I do wrong?” Subaru cried. “What’s wrong with me? Why do you girls hate me that much…?” He sniffled. “Even…that promise…I always…”
“—I—“
“I always lo—“
Subaru was cut off. Some invisible force had slashed clean through his throat, cutting him off by force. His voice gurgled incoherently, bubbles rising from his mangled throat as he tried to continue his desperate plea, staring at Rem like a begging dog. Rem stared back at him, at his mangled throat.
“Who was…?” Garfiel asked meekly, but it wasn’t hard to guess.
“My sister is too kind.”
Ram made the sort of noise that nobody would have expected to come from her throat in a million years.
That was the only noise that could be heard throughout the entire auditorium, which was otherwise so quiet one would have thought that the air itself was refusing to breathe.
So I’ve been working here and there on bits and pieces of a reaction fic of my own, and here’s a bit of a ficlet that kinda shows what I’m going for lol.
Reaction Fic Excerpt: A Stroll Through The Capital
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“This is it! This is my chance!“
In the present moment, Subaru’s face turned scarlet.
Julius snorted loudly, quickly moving to cover his mouth with his hand as Subaru’s antics quickly escalated onscreen. “Sorry,” he apologized. “I just— forgot about that part of what you are like.”
“Shut up,” Subaru muttered.
Ferris was making no such effort to hide his mad cackling. “I didn’t forget!” he crowed. “Aw, this is gonnya be so much fun. I’m nyever letting nya live ANY of this down—“
“Shut uuup—“
Ferris was having fun teasing him. Many of the more naïve members of the audience were giggling right alongside him — but on the other side of the theater, Wilhelm had a darker look on his face.
Beside him, Rem was sporting a similar expression. “Wilhelm-san, is it?” she said quietly.
“That is correct,” Wilhelm said, not unkindly. “How may this old man be of service?”
“That boy…” she chewed her lip. “He got dragged into an entirely different world,” she clarified. “Without his knowledge and against his will. He was left entirely alone on the streets of a strange city where he did not know the language, with no understanding of the world around him, no means by which to defend or provide for himself, and with nobody willing to help a stranger like him out of the goodness of their hearts.”
“That…is correct.”
Rem didn’t say anything more. She didn’t need to: Wilhelm had already come to the same conclusion as her — as had most other individuals throughout the theater, if the looks on all of their faces was any indication. Even Ferris had a subtle air to his movements that hinted at his teasing being more of an attempt at a distraction from that horrifying revelation than a genuine source of amusement — though perhaps it was both.
Emilia was not one of those individuals. Neither were Beatrice or Garfiel, both of whom she was attempting to shush. “It’s reeally not nice to laugh,” she scolded. “Subaru didn’t even want us watching any of this, so be nice. And we promised not to make fun of him for anything embarrassing we see here, remember?”
“Subaru makes it difficult not to laugh, I suppose,” Betty giggled.
“N-Nah,” Garfiel sucked in a breath, his mouth twitching. “Princess’ got a point,” he agreed. “This is already — kinda private. My amazing self wouldn’t want anyone laughing at my memories either, no matter how embarrassing. Captain deserves — at least a little grace —“
Everyone watched as onscreen Subaru was gently shoved away from a demihuman-only bar, somehow tripping over his own two feet and falling over the railing and into the river of the Capital.
Garfiel burst out laughing all over again. This time Emilia gave up on trying to make him stop.
“Is this really how it was supposed to be?” The Subaru onscreen muttered to himself, sitting in an alley, absolutely drenched. “Wasn’t I summoned into a parallel world?!”
Anastasia watched with interest as Subaru rifled through his things, grumbling. “That’s the metia you used to find the White Whale, ain’t it?” she pointed out, eyes flashing greedily. “How did that work if it was from another world? Did ya have a bunch of mabeasts there, too?”
Subaru shifted nervously, embarrassment being taken over by something resembling unease. “N-Not exactly,” he admitted.
“Hmm…” Anastasia watched the caged Subaru for a moment longer before turning back to the screen.
“The truth is,” onscreen Subaru was saying, “I have no idea what to do next, and I still have no idea how or why I was summoned. I don’t remember stepping into a mirror or falling in a pond —“
“Wait, so.” Julius frowned. Oddly enough, he seemed to be relaxing at the sound of this statement. “Is this sort of occurrence normal, then? For castaways from beyond the Great Waterfall.”
“…N-No,” Subaru admitted, his face burning. “I kinda just — i-it was a popular book trope back home, so…” He hunched in further on himself. “I just assumed things were like that?”
“Oh.” Julius looked uncomfortable all over again, perhaps even moreso now than before. “I see.”
“— and if I’m to believe this is the otherworldly summoning format I’m used to, where is the beautiful girl who summoned me?”
Julius choked, hastily coughing into his fist. Everyone else had no such restraint. The room burst into laughter once again.
“I think I knyow what kinds of stories Subaru-kyun likes to read!” Ferris teased.
“Can it!” Subaru retorted, face almost as red as Reinhard’s hair.
“You know,” Julius attempted to soothe, the corners of his mouth twitching. “I do have a number of romance novels in my collection. If you would like to borrow—“
Subaru buried his face in his knees and screamed, the sound muffled.
green: guys...we defeated vaati and ganon! i..i feel a song coming on! lets dance!
shadow: im dying but...i wanna dance too..
death: i'll wait...
How is bnha anime of the decade...... they aren’t even anime of the hour of the minute of the second
Not a mirror you want to catch your reflection in
I feel like Henry would be easier to trick, and also might subconsciously try to ignore anything he thinks is a bit suspicious of Bill, like he probably did with Willy. William on the other hand kind of has the same sort of cunnig nature as Bill? So he might be able to see through him. But if he doesn't I can see him thinking that he's the one triking Bill into helping him when in reality it's the other way around.
I've been thinking about this wood bill cipher use Henry or William to build the portal?? Like both are Very likely to be very easily tricked by bill, But they both have different levels of engineering skills and evilness so it's hard to say
Bro I'm not caught up why did they turn my boy into boba 😭
arc 9 ch 11 moodboard
God. I love it when he goes "XD". and also his ">X)" grin. Silly. So silly. The silliest.
do we have subaru/ram dynamic enjoyers on this site
ill start posting all of my other stuff throughout the week here too, prepare for the art dump lol
it's been a decade since scott cawthon unleashed upon us this hell. godspeed you fucking beautiful disaster.
Collection of images and memes for anyone who doesn’t know what to draw
being alone all the time feels fine until you have a normal conversation with someone then its like ohhhh i was losing my mind ok.
