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FUCKING GOD DAMMIT!!!!
This deserves a goddamn repost.
Restless Heart Syndrome - Suguru Geto animatic ♡
Men will literally travel so deep into the Void that even Fiends cannot survive in order to forge the Scythe that cements their status as the avatar of destruction itself, thus becoming Ozriel, eighth and last Judge of the Abidan Court, instead of going to therapy.
im testing something out. reblog and put your opinions on:
1. seaweed (food)
2. honeydew melons
3. cantaloupe
4. lychee
5. parmesan cheese
6. if youre old enough and drink, liquors
Abyss crawler Au
So this is kind of a dnd x svsss au but not really The title is supposed to be a spin on dungeon crawlers but instead it just sounds like a nightmare fuel spider
So, after pushing his little sheep into the endless abyss, Shen Qingqiu starts really regretting his choice. Sure, Binghe should survive... but what if Shen Qingqiu’s plot changes somehow messed him up?! Maybe since it's a bitter betrayal that came out no where instead of one long coming, Binghe won't have the right motivation to get out???
So, the system, seeeing it's host despair so much, decides to use the last bit of its power to grant the protagonist a Shizun shaped guide... though the abyss has closed so it can't just chuck Shen Qingqiu in, and besides, a human wouldn't do good in the abyss
Shen Qingqiu is suddenly no longer at the closed abyss but rather in some kind character creator... wait, he gets to create his own vessel? He's so excited! Oh, but here's the catch, since the system is away from the protagonist he has a very short count down. We'll, he can't go into the abyss as some bald demon, so he picks the choice "Chose last requirement model,"
Part of him thinks it'll just make him so demon version of the original goods... instead it pulls a character out from... from a dnd campaign he did back in high-school. The only reason why he remembers it is because they got mess around with homebrew for their races and roles (you can probably tell I've never played dnd).
Ok, well that not to bad... wait, what's this about deleting his am memories because they'd make the plot too easy????
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Shen Yuan... he think that's his name, he's not sure how knows though... wakes up, not really remembering anything, on a hot stone floor... oh, wait, thats the ground. He picks up his staff and creates a small light spell... wait, he didn't remember learning that... how did he do that???
Well, it seems he remembers any knowledge he gained but not anything personal to him... Is that crying???
Shen Yuan walks over to a small human size dent (he knows he's not human but it's still in his vocabulary... perhaps he hangs out around humans?) in the ground. It's a kid (really, he's like 17-19 but he's still young...) crying, the kid is not human... Part of him thinks that anything in the endless abyss (is that where he is?) is dangerous, bit most of him want to give the kid a hug and pat his curls...
guys. i promise you wont regret.
Season1 type of vibe ✨🌈
Decided to go fuck it and reblog because yeah I sort of do like the witcher. It's my fandom in law.
my friend did fanart of my fic because they're awesome. welcome to like 500 year old Geralt rediscovering customer service but this time he's making coffee not slaying monsters @mocknerd thank youuuu ily
I made garlic bread late at night 😅
The Beyonder rant of sorts
Honestly I’m think what if The Beyonder was some sort of subspecies to The Watchers, sort of like a high rank legionnaires or something in case they don’t have enough time to gather information from planets beyond their reach. Also I feel really bad for The Beyonder for some reason, Lunella literally snapped at him, I get it, he’s kind of a sick at times and his wiki page literally says he’s a trickster. But Lunella feels bad for snapping at him, I think she genuinely wants to be friends with him since S2 EP1 since they had bonding time..ngl he pulls off braids really well.
when you really think about it, ghostbusters have the ability to defeat multiple gods, but they can't capture Slimer without him escaping
Is a me-canon a thing? Maybe…yeah, me canons
(Me being head over heels for someone and me also not being able to sleep, have some me-canons.)
As a Wrio alter, I can confirm he would be a huge straykids fan. Will also listen to girl groups like Kiss of Life, definitely more of the “mature” girl groups out there
Otters…don’t get me started on him liking otters…
If it rains, Wrio would check up on Neuvilette and will offer him food in hope he feels better if he is upset. Always carries butter with him, like those little restaurant squares of butter
“You seem sad…want a baguette? I have some butter if you’d like-“ *takes one out from one of his pockets* “I have more if you need them”
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Of course, not everyone was fully aware he had returned. It wasn't like he was trying to broadcast it, either. It was already a problem enough to explain to those he absolutely had to, about his absence, and then return. Without actually having to tell them what it was about. The current goings-on were a graceful distraction from all of that, however. People were more interested in their fun than in asking why he was away so long, what he was doing, and why people thought he might be dead. Clearly, he wasn't dead, but maybe he contemplated it at this point. Sweat coated as he stepped into the bar, looking somewhat sickly but quite presentable. All he had to do was tell himself he was fine, and the mental fortitude he was forcing on himself did the rest of the work. Moving to take a seat as he saw a familiar head in front of him, he grinned at the exclamation. Then, reaching over, he playfully pinched Faye's cheek, gently, before pulling his hand away from her face.
Then flagged down the bartender currently working, thankful it wasn't Cyrek. He supposed the other might be out having fun, or something he didn't want to think about at the moment. Maybe if he were lucky, the other might be face down in a ditch, and out of his hair. Okay, perhaps that was undeserved. He didn't wish anything too awful to happen to his…acquaintance. But, lately, his former irritation with the other seemed to reignite itself, with the other's previous actions perhaps being a little more unresolved for him than he previously thought. Azazel turned to properly face Faye, then said, “Did you miss me?” He asked as his drink, the usual he ordered, was placed in front of him, “Finally, some good liquor.” He muttered, gulping down the whole shot. Toying with the glass, he winces a bit, then continues, “Surprised you didn't see me before now, what have you been doing?”
event: weekend of horrors
location & date: the mean eyed-cat bar, april 21st, 1996 @ 9pm
closed starter: @withoutmonsterswebecomethem
a rather large throng of individuals occupied the mean-eyed cat bar this particular evening, but as expected, in blatant honesty. after all, it was the weekend of horrors, indicating the turnout consisted of a variety of characters and personalities, far and wide in between. some were dressed clad in cartoon themed attire, a group of young men donning each of the teenage mutant ninja turtles while some sported a flared out collar and a mimicked dribble of blood trailing from the corner of their lips. bringing the corner of her shot glass up to down the contents of vodka, faye couldn't help but to smoothly chuckle to herself upon the keen observance. oh, the irony. lips twist up to form a soured expression after the thick liquid cascaded down her throat, a brief shake of her head triggering corkscrew coils to fly about as though the action itself would aid in minimizing the alcohol's strength. but that wasn't the point at all, she was here for a purpose and that was to become under the influence. luckily for faye, her heightened sensitivities would allow that to take place quite easily. slamming the glassware down onto the mahogany surface, her thoughts come to a pause once she notices a familiar form settling down beside her, bambi like eyes widening by just the smallest fraction before she exclaimed, "pinch me!" talk about seeing a ghost.
The GOONION
Jason's henchmen pranking him: The goons have formed a union sir
Jason: a WHAT
Henchmen: A union
Jason: why??
Henchmen:
Henchmen: i think they're still figuring that part out
Dipping pepperoni in orange juice is actually very tasty
I would take Carrie to prom actually !