This thing right here is the inspo for my six of crows Modern AU fanfic. Kaz is a theatre kid.
you can't look at this and tell me Kaz wouldn't be a theater kid
It was just a joke but then i drew it XD
i made him a little guy
special needs class u are everything 2 me
google search haunted house reactions
choose your fav and draw ur otp
I cannot stop thinking about @foxqueen-katarian ‘s amazing AU, where Essek is the Luxon’s champion, who somehow got a physical child-like body and keeps following him around like a little duckling.
I guess they just floats around, shining like a cosmic diamond, and live their best life (?)
You can find more about it in this thread :
https://anne-o-nyme.tumblr.com/post/663251925576368128/part-of-me-is-in-love-with-the-idea-of-essek
a/n: so uh, my hand slipped. i saw this post about time-traveling essek helping bren and i just... it all kinda wrote itself. @kurosmind i hope you enjoy this little ficlet and the pain this concept has cause me, bc i just love it so much.
he figures it out accidentally. late at night in the library, frumpkin nestled in her basket nearby, Dancing Lights illuminating his scrawling. he should be sleeping; a group of far-too-green adventurers came by to pester him today and he's exhausted.
but then he scribbles a formula and stops.
a memory flashes. a mess of red hair; sobs upon his chest. a room full of ash; his mantle heavy with disintegrated secrets.
he tucks away the writings hastily. no. he promised he wouldn't, and there's never a promise to caleb he's ever broken, not even now, hundreds of years later.
he won't use the spell.
it's been years. another adventuring party has come and gone; this one included a halfing who giddily hugged him, rambling about her great-grandmother's wild stories. she's not the first one he's met; there are many out in the world who come to him with echos of the mighty nein. if only the rest of them could see the ripple they've created...
he finds that spell when he's looking for something else. it brings him pause. he feels a great weight in his bones these days, an aching, ever-present coldness. soon he will be the final grave in the grove, he knows, buried by clarabelle clay or perhaps one of her children.
he looks at the portrait by his bedside, small and fading. he gives frumpkin an absentminded pat.
he gathers the components, letting them sit on the kitchen table for days, gathering courage.
what does he have to lose? he knows he can't alter anything, but if only he could see him-- see them, all of them-- one more time...
it would be worth it.
it will be worth it.
Afficher davantage
some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.
Reblog if you're queer, have ADHD, or hate the government.
Nobody needs to know which one.
An unwashed petri dish that grows headcannons like penicillin.
As a teen, i could see me and my friends doing this, like legitimately, I could see me and my friends waiting out a slasher while eating cupcakes
dreamt I was in a teen slasher movie, but halfway through the group got bored and we ended up barricading ourselves in the kitchen, baking cupcakes and sharpening knives until our parents came home
Personal Opinion:
BOTW and TOTK are Florence and the Machine coded
I feel like a lot of songs express that duology, but I also feel I need to branch out on genres and artists
I’d love to hear any suggestions or thoughts 🫶
(Btw if anyone wants specific songs I’ll also give those)
tw Albert and murder mention
Reblog to kill Albert so Barbara doesn't have to deal with him
Me: Rarepairs? Why whould I ship something like- [trips] [just one picture of rare otp spills out of jacket] ... sigh, just... just leave me alone, please.
"waow i really wanna be this persons friend.." continues to not talk to them but likes every single one of their tumblr posts i come along
You know, it was a very interesting perspective change to see Gideon from the outside. This was literally the first time we’ve ever had scenes with Gideon where we’re not hearing her internal thoughts, and it really changes her character.
Like, I know Muir consistently described Gideon as a “dirt bag” in tumblr posts and interviews when the first book came out.
And this is someone who kicked Harrow when she fainted rather than catching her; this is someone who, when carrying an unconscious Harrow intentionally bumped her into walls and doorways in the hopes that she’d wake up with mysterious bruises on her head or maybe even a concussion. But, you know, we heard her internal narrative at that time, we heard about how she was holding back from doing worse, but also about how she’d been so consistently abused that maybe this was all justice anyway.
But we saw her grow and change, we saw her be kind to Harrow at the end (…and then not), we saw her stop hating on the teens and actually care when they died. Corona liked her (Corona pretty much never heard her speak), Magnus liked her (Magnus literally never heard her speak), Jeannemary liked her (Jeannemary was a teen looking for a role model and would have latched on to her no matter what her personality). So when she came back and never had a good thing to say to anyone at the end of the second book, we were all rooting for her anyway–she was awesome and they all deserved her wrath and her snark, because we’d been in her head for two books.
And now we have… she’s rude to Nona, because Nona is possessing Harrow’s body, and because Nona kissed her based on her body-language reaction to thinking she was seeing Harrow. If it were Gideon’s narrative still, we’d be told how well and truly justified she is, how sketchy and even villainous Nona is; but it’s Nona’s narrative so instead we hear about how rude Gideon is in her body language, not even her conscious choice of words.
We have, she’s about to give Paul her jacket but gets awkward and doesn’t. Nona sees her fail to help; in Gideon’s narrative her instinct was to help but she just felt too awkward.
We have, she says the same rude jokes to everyone that she did in the first two books, but even though Pal and Cam are still putting up with that, even though Ianthe still thinks she’s funny, we’re getting it from Nona’s perspective and Nona doesn’t like her and so doesn’t like her rude jokes.
Ianthe actually does like her, and it’s not clear whether that’s a point in her favor or not.
It’s the same Gideon through and through, she even gets mad at Alecto usurping her place in service to Harrow. But what a difference an uncharitable reading makes.
Pretty much all of girlpiece art I've made so far in one post (more is to come!!!)
do writers get the equivalent of not being able to draw your fav character bc youre scared of fucking them up
Non exclusive fuck buddies sskk except Atsushi's fighting for them to be exclusive because he doesn't want to feel like he's just one of many people Akutagawa can call up and Akutagawas fighting for them to stay as is because he doesn't want to feel like he's relying on someone if that makes sense
hear me out the other day i woke up and was immediately hit in the face with "7 year gap narumitsu in europe where phoenix kisses edgeworth in a low moment and then tries to flee and edgeworth uses mind chess on him to get the truth out of him which is a completely normal and ordinary average way to discuss your relationship"
atsushi is emo, akutagawa is goth, and kunikida is punk. thats it thats the post.