Inspired by @the-cornuthaum, put together my own Arknights grid.
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we're not kids anymore.

#extradirty

Love Begins
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if i look back, i am lost
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Sweet Seals For You, Always

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Inspired by @the-cornuthaum, put together my own Arknights grid.
if I had to guess, I'd predict that the FSF/FGO collab will have Zealot, Hippolyta, and Alcides as the summonable units, with Sigma as the welfare—probably Zealot and Alcides 5-star and Hippolyta 4-star.
but Narita,
my king; my saviour; my non-Nasu goat,
give me Prelati and Ishtar and my life is yours.
based on this post
Protestants are so fucking lame what do you mean the Pope threw a rave?
The Pope's surprise virtual sermon brought new meaning to having a "religious experience" at the rave.
so cool when i say hi to a cat and they do a big stretch like i dont think that has anything to do with the words i just said to you i said but i think its awesome that you got long
I think people who consider aromanticism as "basically straight" underestimate how noticeable absence can be to those around you.
Whether you're a kid in school with classmates who won't take "no one" as an answer to who you have a crush on or an adult whose coworkers have picked up on the fact that you've never mentioned a romantic partner; after enough time, a lack or insufficient amount of romantic interest will raise the antennae of friends, family, coworkers, etc... They will notice and they will speculate and they will ask.
It is impossible to meet the societal bar for straightness through inaction.
Amiya
death at a funeral (where elegies are ashes spoilers)
“He’s going to die, you know,” Eblana observes. Her voice is cold with honesty. Not cruelty. A lot of people hear one as the other when she speaks, but Loughshinny, at least, should know better. Eblana is always trying to be honest. She never has to try to be cruel. “There’s no meaning in soothing a corpse.” “He will,” Loughshinny agrees. Eblana hadn’t been sure if she would. Her sister has always had a habit of trying to deny reality, no matter how much Eblana has tried to shake it from her. First it was out of fear. Then it was out of hope. But it seems even hope is not enough to blind her here, in this nameless Ursus house over the body of this nameless Ursus man. “I want to help him anyway.” (Years after the Red Dragon sacrifices herself for Tara, two Rhodes Island Operators who swore only to meet where death descends have a conversation over a corpse. How strange, then, that they end up talking about life instead.)
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you cannot headcanon your way out of overt thematic structures on which the entire narrative is built
i feel it in my bones, i’m on F I R E
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hit the reblog so fast i think i broke my mouse
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HOLY FUCK THIS KNOCKED MY SIDEWAYS
do yourself a favor and hit play. then reblog it for all to experience.
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This activated every 2000′s music bone in my body
Me when I see people knowing more about my special interest than I do
Who's In Your Guda's Canon Party?
I was thinking last night about the concept of my Guda's "canon" party. That is, the party of Servants she would call on first for anything; the set of Servants she would choose to take with her to face a trial, no matter its shape or nature, out of nothing except the trust and faith and certainty she shared with them.
To mirror a FGO party, I decided to limit the number of Servants to 6. Naturally, this thought led to an immediate 'complication', so to speak: there is no universe where Mash does not occupy a slot. So I considered, briefly, if she should be excluded—if she should be assumed to be coming no matter what, and the canon party is who comes alongside her—but I decided against it, because if I'm choosing my Guda's canon party then I shouldn't be working around Mash, y'know?
From there, I came to my rules for the exercise (which I'm posting on tumblr because the idea got positive reception and participation on a couple of Discords, so I thought the three people who follow me on tumblr might be interested in trying it too):
I must specify six different Servants
Mash must be one of those Servants
Gameplay elements and mechanics do not exist
Once I'd settled on the rules, the exercise became quite interesting, because the first four choices I knew immediately... but the last two took quite some determining out of the pool of potential choices.
Regardless, withour further ado, here is my version of my Guda's canon party! Ramblings about the choices can be found under the cut.
But What About the Cavalry?
When I was thinking about my Guda's canon party, and especially when I was trying to narrow down the final two slots, I realised something: there was another party. Not the one she would take with her into the bravest unknown, but the one she would have on speed-dial if something went so wrong that she needed backup—and, simultaneously, the one that would force their way to her side regardless if something did go wrong enough that she didn't have time to ask.
For various reasons they didn't make it to the canon party, but they are effectively the understudies to the canon party—the ones who were closest to making it and who maybe might have if things were just a little different.
Much as with the canon party, there's a Mash-analogue: Da Vinci. The only reason Da Vinci wouldn't force herself onto the canon party is because Mash is there and she trusts Mash to handle it—so, naturally, she's the first cab off the rank if, for whatever reason, it turns out Mash is no longer handling it.
With the exception of swapping Mash for Da Vinci, the cavalry follow the same rules as the canon, so here they are. My ramblings about the choices are once again under the cut.
Who's In Your Guda's Canon Party?
I was thinking last night about the concept of my Guda's "canon" party. That is, the party of Servants she would call on first for anything; the set of Servants she would choose to take with her to face a trial, no matter its shape or nature, out of nothing except the trust and faith and certainty she shared with them.
To mirror a FGO party, I decided to limit the number of Servants to 6. Naturally, this thought led to an immediate 'complication', so to speak: there is no universe where Mash does not occupy a slot. So I considered, briefly, if she should be excluded—if she should be assumed to be coming no matter what, and the canon party is who comes alongside her—but I decided against it, because if I'm choosing my Guda's canon party then I shouldn't be working around Mash, y'know?
From there, I came to my rules for the exercise (which I'm posting on tumblr because the idea got positive reception and participation on a couple of Discords, so I thought the three people who follow me on tumblr might be interested in trying it too):
I must specify six different Servants
Mash must be one of those Servants
Gameplay elements and mechanics do not exist
Once I'd settled on the rules, the exercise became quite interesting, because the first four choices I knew immediately... but the last two took quite some determining out of the pool of potential choices.
Regardless, without further ado, here is my version of my Guda's canon party! Ramblings about the choices can be found under the cut.
Echigo Down On Me, Please Sounds Interesting?
There’s a bloodstain smeared on the corner of Nagao Kagetora’s lips. It’s just. Sitting there. A bright splash of crimson against her god-pale skin. When she smiles at something Izo says, it cracks a little, stretched by the easy motion of her mouth. When she throws her head back—so expressive, so free, despite everything—and bursts into raucous laughter around her cup of sake, it glistens as the alcohol spills wetly across her jaw and trickles down her throat. And when she settles back into seiza, somehow making the way of correct sitting seem like a casual sprawl, it is bold in the firelight that licks the shadows from the room. Yes. There’s a bloodstain smeared on the corner of Nagao Kagetora’s lips, and Ritsuka Fujimaru is feeling incredibly normal about it. Really. Super normal. So normal she’s practically at a right-angle! (That’s how she knows she’s irreversibly fucked: she’s making math puns.)
Thoughts and prayers for Guda, she's absolutely going through it right now. Who let war gods be this hot? It's anti-Master discrimination.