khem’s out here going through the horrors every night and his friends are just like shoo mi mi mi
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khem’s out here going through the horrors every night and his friends are just like shoo mi mi mi
i like how all these gods are basically liberal arts kids and then there’s just feng xin who is just
S P O R T S
i see the current trend is to sluttify the white boy
khemjira is a beautiful show about forgiveness, the power of all forms of love, the progress of human rights, the bonds found in a support system, a connection with your roots and heritage, the power of a mother’s love as well as her rage
and sitting there at your desk as your bosses walk by during the longest sex scene in a final episode ever good god
not friends, not lovers, but a secret third thing; i think you’re really cool, i like you a lot, maybe we could hang out or something
dispatch western au where robert is the son of infamous mercenary/lawman, a respected and well off man who is one day found tied up dead at the center of town with a gunshot wound. robert joins his father and grandfather in the legacy of heroics, justice, and the limelight of the local and state paper, hating every second of it. eventually he figures out where his father was murdered, and tracks an old family friend turned enemy to his hideout, but is eventually ambushed and left for dead
upon his recovery, he makes a deal with a bigshot attorney named blazer, who provides him with a team of hired gun and muscle made up of imprisoned outlaws, some of which robert brought in himself, who have been promised a pardon if they can bring shroud down, dead or alive
i call out but only hear an echo
merlin only ran for four years so even though a lot of time definitely passed in canon i choose to believe merlin was 22 and arthur was 23 at the end
some reanimal theories and interpretations (my own and what others have said)
the game symbolizes female rage and the way people view young women as “the other”. the lamb could be an allegory for a period or childbirth. while hood (??) is also a girl, it is not unheard of for girls to be ostracized by their female peers if they start puberty too early, their bodies change in a different way than, or they somehow become pregnant
the cult/sacrifice theory, where there is a drought and the girl is sacrificed to stop it (could also be sacrificed to stop the war). she then returns after the well floods, either to bring about the final end, or because her sacrifice was not enough
the world of reanimal is the children’s interpretation of the horrors of life. things like abuse, cruelty and bullying, starvation, war, poverty, etc. it’s not actually happening (whether it is a hallucination or just what the children are able to relate it all too) and can go hand in hand with themes of lost innocence and teen rage/depression. i really thought at first it was going to have something to do with mass executions/camps, especially when i saw hood’s (??) “death” an bandage’s (??) overall design
the children did sacrifice or somehow kill the girl as children, and then later went to die during some war event as adults, as shown by their coffins. this is their eternal punishment. perhaps the girl isn’t even real, she is just there to “guide” them through their suffering
the children are all actually dead (based on some war or mass execution/camps event) except for the girl, as her coffin only has a rabbit. the boy thinks she should be dead because he never actually saw her before he died and assumed she suffered a similar fate. the girl is the last to die at the end by some sort of creatures or demons masquerading as her friends to lure her in. she then meets them again at the bottom of the well (you only “learn” this if you get all the coffins) and they rise together in rage and betrayal when the well water does (perhaps in some sort of timeloop)
the other children were actually sacrificed before the girl, and are then there when she meets her fate at the bottom of the well. the end of the previous theory then occurs
the girl somehow died as a child, likely an accident while playing, and this is the other’s versions of internal (or perhaps divine) feelings and representation of grief and guilt. perhaps they tried to hide the body by tossing her down the well, or she fell down during the accident, and she (or they) feel like they didn’t try to save her, hence the feeling of “murder” and “sacrifice”. the lamb and the rabbits depict this “loss of innocence”
separate or similarly to the previous theory, the girl died and the children tried to revive her through a blood sacrifice. this would then tie into the second and previous theory
the girl somehow became pregnant and due to some sort of misinformed/deluded attempt to help, or some sort of religious guilt, the other children attempted to remove/abort it and the girl died in the process (the “child” is a lamb, the girl bleeds from her stomach after its “birth”, the children watch as it destroys the world as they know it, the lamb causes the girl pain and is viewed as the other’s as something that exits her body in a horrifying and inhuman way, the lamb is the one that “seeks revenge”). you can then add whichever ending/interpretation you deem fit
so like, has anyone addressed how gay this is
i don’t tend to post personal stuff on here but i realize i got this access to other people with more experience than me so meh lets see
how do i make my dog know im in charge. he’s a rescue and i’ve had him for a little over six months. he was about a year old when i got him
i don’t want to be a dictator or anything but he never got to the point where he realized the dynamic. he is my little buddy but he’s also a toddler and will die if he doesn’t listen to me (no literally he wants to chase cars)
he is assumably a husky and some sort of a shepard mix so he’s independent by nature. just wondering if anyone has any tips. he doesn’t have a fear bone in his body so most common forms of discipline really only register as play
twas a slow day at work so have a quick doodle of a pumpkin person
quick post cause this is driving me crazy but i read a fic super recently where dream has a year to decide if he wants to keep living and it’s like a week left and him and hob are at a bar and everyone keeps flirting with dream and hob is just like 👁️👄👁️ off in the corner. eventually they go home and are sappy and dramatic and hob is like you’re drunk let’s go to sleep and start for real tomorrow
and now i cannot find it. if it hasn’t been deleted can someone help? mayhaps a link? thank ye
the infamous puppy debacle of ‘96
mkay yall who read my fics (and anyone else who may stumble across this) i’ve got three in mind and i don’t know which one to do first
so it’s time for my first ever poll
which one y’all?
mcu iron family war of the worlds (lotsa peter and morgan content)
quick little one chapter fic for my good neighbor oc (entirely self indulgent)
gothic folklore arcane au (where i play with timelines like a yoyo)
y’all asked for this
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
There had once been a time where those Zaunites who remained in the fields at the turn of the century, empowered by the arcane, turned towards the port city of Piltover. They approached the citizens with open arms, and were met kindly in return. Wishing to share their knowledge, the Zaunites began to conduct trade of magic and resource with their neighbors. Their people grew fond of one another, joining in taverns and festivals with smiles and revelry. The people grew to love one another, and families culminated in the fields, erecting homesteads and founding their own community. They filled their nights with merriment as their bonfires lit up the night, worshiping the Arcane and all it had brought the blossoming young cities.
Before the end of the era, the village had been razed to the ground.
mkay yall who read my fics (and anyone else who may stumble across this) i’ve got three in mind and i don’t know which one to do first
so it’s time for my first ever poll
which one y’all?
mcu iron family war of the worlds (lotsa peter and morgan content)
quick little one chapter fic for my good neighbor oc (entirely self indulgent)
gothic folklore arcane au (where i play with timelines like a yoyo)
a second spooky boy