i just don't post it on here lol

slavic languages gothic

You see a sentence written in cyrillic. Some of the letters are familiar. You see the meaning shimmering underneath the surface. You almost grasp it, but it slips away. The letters on the page mock you silently.

You know this Czech word. You’ve already learnt it in Polish. It is not the same word. It is a grave insult. Your slavic friends are shocked and embarassed for you when they hear you speak it.

There is a sentence in Croatian. There is a sentence in Serbian. There is a sentence in Bosnian. They are all the same sentence.

You have to write about your day in Slovak. You spend the night polishing the draft. You fail your assigment. It’s written in Czech. You don’t know Czech.

P is not what it seems. You have to remember that.

The Croatian sentence does not mean what the Bosnian sentence means. They both mean the same in Serbian.

That word has a diminutive. The diminutive has its own diminutive. The diminutive of the diminutive also has a diminutive. Nobody knows what the final diminutive of a word is. Some say the knowledge had been lost in centuries past and matrioshkas are the echo, the tangible warning left for us to remember. No living creature should hold the means of diminishing something into nonexistence.
Others say you may still find some of them in old soviet textbooks, if you dare to look in abandoned schools of Chernobyl.

Someone is speaking to you. Is that a he or a she? You aren’t sure. It’s an abstract concept. Why does it have gender.

You see a word in a dictionary. It has seventeen letters and only one vowel. You close the dictionary very carefully not looking at the phonetic transcription. The shape of it haunts you in your sleep. You wake up face damp with tears, a bitter taste on your tongue. The clock blinks 3:03AM. You do not dare look up that word again.

This word means the same thing in the five slavic languages you’re familiar with. You use it in the sixth one. That word does not exist in this language. It never did. There is now a word-shaped void in the fabric of this language. The natives look at you uneasily. There is a new quality to the silence and your palms start to sweat.

H is not H. H is not H. H is not H. H is not H.

One day you flip through your dictionary. A page is missing. What was the word? You can’t remember. There is pressure building at the back of your head. The clock blinks 3:03AM.

You write my name is in cyrillic. There are shadows dancing on the walls. They grow longer with each letter you write down. It is not cyrillic you’re using. You keep writing my name is. The shadows now bleed from the tip of your pen. It’s irrelevant. You need to remember the right letters.

N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not… If only you could remember the letters. The letters are important. What was it, that wasn’t N?

There are nine different prefixes you can add to a verb to change its meaning. There are fifty three different suffixes you have to add to a verb to make it work. In the end the only thing left of the original is a vague shape of one of its middle consonants. You can feel the anguish radiating from the verb’s mutialted form. A desperate sob escapes through your clenched teeth. You’re so, so sorry, you didn’t meant to. You didn’t. It doesn’t matter.

You now read a text in Russian. You’ve never learnt Russian. Why are you reading that text? The words burn your eyes, the meaning searing your mind.

There’s a shot of vodka in front of you. You don’t drink alcohol. You don’t care. All existence is meaningless, your soul’s in eternal pain. A broken matrioshka lays at your feet. There is no salvation, she says boring into your eyes. You open your mouth to answer, but there is only a burst of harsh rustle. It dies in whispering echoes a moment later. Your glass is empty again.


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listen all i want in life is a part where some asshat is about to kill keith and then suddenly BOOM lance just fuckin snipes them from like the top of a cliff or some shit and keith just looks up at him like :oo blease i’d sell my goddam soul 


Tfw you’re casually enjoying your evening and an angel falls through your ceiling and is super hot oh no

I’m calling this one the Angelfall AU! Keith has to learn how to live with an angel who is way too egotistic about his one (1) wing and angelic powers even though he has no memories whoops



I took a break from my plant comic… to draw another plant comic

My creative process is definitely not as smooth as it looks here, but this is more or less how I got around to starting FP!

(Also the venus flytraps are definitely a reference to Little Shop of Horrors)


From Shirow Miwa’s Twitter

Gap moe: When a character deviates and completely contradicts their usual/expected habits/personality/character/appearance. (Yang’s entire line with this sucked to translate lol)


I saw this post and thought of bakugou :/

longing for the sea

for home


But really, the more I watch it the more I realise it’s not only a fantastic Ignis moment, it’s a fantastic Chocobros moment in general? REALLY LONG POST AHEAD + UNFINISHED GAMEPLAY WRITING BUT THIS SCENE

Lemme start with Ignis because duh (if you’ve seen anything out of me the past two weeks, it’s probably been Ignis related). He’s been pretty passive about losing his eyesight up until this point. He calls it a minor sacrifice in the grand scheme of things. When Noctis and Gladio fight on the train, Ignis says nothing, even though part of the argument is his own injury. He only tries to stop Gladio by saying his name; Prompto is the one who tries to break it up (more in a moment. anyway not that Ignis really could break it up rn but you know) He’s been optimistic enough about it, though. “I’ll manage somehow” when you invite him into the mines. “This is considerably harder than I expected” he says about fighting. But sometimes you hear the boys say something and Iggy just sort of sighs. They’re dancing around him, and his injury, and the argument, and this scene is where it culminates.

The first time he actually says that it isn’t okay is because of their friendship hitting a low point, rather than his actual injury. But he is so, so aware of that injury and how it has the potential to drag them down. He still says “I would remain with you all. Til the very end” because these are his brothers and he damn well plans to, but that said.

This is the first time we hear Ignis raise his voice, I think. Not including battle cries and the like. Which is saying a lot because this boy is very, very calculated on his emotions. (ie later on when Prompto falls off the train, you hear the very audible difference in Noctis’s voice vs Iggy’s) He’s Crownsguard, Noctis is his king, he will do anything for him, and believes he has no reason to complain even if he has gone blind. But that’s a Big Thing. His yelling in this scene exactly “I know full well!” is finally, finally his frustration coming out and it’s triggered because of their bickering (or anti-bickering, since they aren’t really… speaking much).

He says he is willing to bow out if he starts to slow them down, which imo is like asking him to suffer a physical injury all over again (he is Crownsguard, Noctis is his king, he will do anything for him) but he still will DO IT because he won’t be a burden.

He goes on to give Noctis what, I think, is a much needed confidence boost. “A king pushes onward always, accepting the consequences and never looking back” and in the opening sentences for the next chapter, it literally uses those same words to describe Noct’s reaction to Ardyn’s trick: never looking back. (Also never looking back is exactly what Ignis is doing right now, which is why the choice to focus the camera so much on his scars in that moment is AMAZING.)

He continues with that to tell Gladio that Noct will be king and he will rule, but “only once he’s ready”. And this is SO important. Gladio’s interaction with Noct is painful at least and rage inducing at worst (more below) but not only does Noct need to hear this, Gladio does, too. They can push Noctis into that throne but he will never be able to lead until he is ready, and that involves coming to terms with some very, very heavy stuff that’s been happening. Everybody doesn’t handle grief the same way and they’re all having a hard go at it in very different ways thanks to the events of late.

So all of this makes this the DAMN GOOD IGNIS MOMENT. But it’s also really good for the rest of them, both in mentioned ways and others, but since I’m apparently waxing poetic 

Prompto, Gladio, and Noctis under the cut ↓ (note: 150% zoom for easier reading)

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pairing; yoongi x reader

genre; angst

word count; 5.1k

a/n; made for this request 

summary; you didn’t let him in easily, but when you did, that became your first mistake. 

halcyon (adjective)

1. denoting a period of time in the past that was idyllically happy and peaceful.

Meeting him was nothing.

You met a lot of people in your life, but when you came across him, you didn’t think much of it.

The first time you encountered him, you knew of him, but he had not known of you. He was known to be this mysterious walking oxymoron that strolled through the halls of your high school campus with chin high and eyes that followed every girl that neared him. Of course, you were never one of those girls in his eyes and never did you want to be one of his victims; you always wanted to be invisible in his eyes, and you always were.

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I’m looking for more trans and ace friendly blogs to follow so if you post Dragon Age please like or reblog this if you want so I can check out your blog!!

(especially if you post Dorian, Blackwall, Bull, Sera, Zevran, and/or Merrill content in general, Dorian romance, Merrill romance, Sera romance, Zevran romance with male Warden, Bull romance with male Inquisitor, and/or Blackwall romance with male Inquisitor, but none of that’s required or anything because I know that’s a lot lol)

some nsf.w is fine and you don’t have to be trans or asexual yourself, just safe for both


(no exclusionists (that includes people who exclude cis heteromantic aces and cis aro heterosexuals), transmedicalists, anyone who thinks gay people aren’t attracted to trans people of their same gender, or anyone who thinks aro/ace headcanons for gay characters are homophobic)

(also no minors please, I only want to follow other adults)

*Smut Fic Prompts*

I got bored of searching for lists I’d already used, and didn’t want to alter anyone’s RP lists for this. Send a ship, category letter, and number (example: ”April/Andy, A1!”) and I’ll write you a smut ficlet based on that! 

If you have multiple requests, please send them as separate asks so that I can reply to each of them with a separate fic per post!


1. Heavy kissing/heavy makeout
2. Dry humping/clothed sex
3. First time
4. Oral sex
5. Sex
6. Doggy style
7. Rimming
8. With toys
9. Multiple partners
10. Trying a new position
11. Penetrative anal sex
12. Phone/video sex
13. Masturbation
14. Face-sitting
15. Mutual masturbation
16. Prompter’s choice


1. Extensive talking during foreplay and sex
2. Body worship
3. Surprise visit at job/school/etc
4. Romantic lighting/set up by one partner
5. Overly romantic gesture that turns other partner on way too much
6. With lovey-dovey music playing
7. Taking a trip the other has always wanted to
8. Massage
9. First “I love you”
10. Tantric sex
11. Slow, patient foreplay/sex
12. Heavy eye contact
13. Spooning position
14. Hands focus/holding hands
15. Prompter’s choice

     C. GOOFY

1. Being dared to have sex by someone else
2. Laughing
3. With food
4. In costume
5. Comical roleplay
6. Fumbling, tickly, giggly sex
7. Attempting to go down on them under the kitchen table
8. Giving a failed striptease/lap dance
9. Watching porn together and making fun of the actors/scenes
10. Distracting the other with sex
11. Obscene or ridiculous dirty talk in public
12. Discovering a partner writes smutty fanfiction and reads it together/to each other
13. Sexting gone wrong
14. Birthday surprise!
15. Prompter’s choice


1. Rough sex
2. Comeplay
3. Serious/intense roleplay
4. Pegging/strapons
5. Sloppy, dirty sex
6. Jackhammering
7. Breathplay
8. Double penetration
9. Spanking (heavy)
10. Fisting
11. Object penetration
12. Cock/vagina worship (specify)
13. Squirting
14. Face-fucking
15. Prompter’s choice

     E. KINKY

1. Painplay
2. Fetish fulfillment
3. Exhibitionism
4. Sensory deprivation
5. Extreme bondage
6. Dom/sub dynamic
7. Play party
8. Knifeplay
9. Humiliation (public or private)
10. Orgasm denial
11. Gags
12. Begging
13. Aftercare
14. Safeword use
15. Prompter’s choice of kink


1. In an elevator/otherwise enclosed space
2. At workplace/school
3. Knowing someone else can hear
4. At a movie theater
5. In a restaurant
6. Against a wall
7. In a car
8. On public transport
9. In a shower
10. Outdoors
11. In front of/by a mirror
12. On a specific holiday (prompter’s choice)
13. At a partner’s parents’ house
14. In a bath tub
15. Prompter’s choice of location


I’m going to be busy this week, so here’s some old oc art I did a month ago.

These were going to be character description things, but nothing is really final (since my webcomic is still in development) so just enjoy some art of my children

I wish that V wasn’t being overrun/thrown aside because of Ray/Saeran in his own route. It’s sad to see it because I was so excited and happy and now I see lots of people throwing him to the curb cause of Ray. I don’t know it’s just sad to see to me, like, I don’t know; what happened to “let me save V,” ? I’ve seen people just say “lol sorry V, Saeran is here.” Sure some people still say it but I’ve seen more posts about Saeran/Ray and romanticizing his abandonment and obsessive issues he has in the route. I don’t find it cute or romantic.

Give him a route of his own someday where it’s love not based on his obsession in the end but based on true feelings, a love that isn’t forced because he’s scared to be abandoned. 

  • Clint: That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard!
  • Pietro: Why don't you just shut up for a second!
  • Wanda: What's going on in here?
  • Pietro: He's a jerk! He is being such a jerk! That's an awful thing to say to a human being!
  • Clint: Are you crying?
Blindspot 2x19 post-ep fic, “Uninterrupted”

Well, I blame all of you for this. 

And also Jeller. I definitely blame Jeller. 



They didn’t find their answers in round three.

Patterson was all for trying their luck on a fourth or even fifth, her face flushed and her voice rising higher with every insistent claim of her complete sobriety, her expression turning indignant as she fervently rattled off complex mathematic formulae that none of them had ever even heard of– which might have made for a reasonable argument, if only she hadn’t been swaying slightly and slurring half of her words. 

Jane herself was still nursing her third drink; despite the nervous dryness of her mouth, she was hesitant to take more than the occasional tiny sip, her head already spinning from far more than just alcohol. Even just having him beside her was enough to wreak havoc on her concentration, her nerves buzzing, her heart stumbling stupidly every time their eyes met.

Not to mention the most distracting part of all; the fact that his leg was right now pressed warmly against hers, his foot having shifted subtly just moments after Patterson and Zapata had returned to the table, joining them from the knee down, their own secret connection. 

She’d never imagined that something so simple could drive her so crazy.

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