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what would you have me do?

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Elsie | Christian | Multifandom. | English Major | I try to write fanfic, I'm bad at staying on task | Star Wars and Marvel comics have an insane hold over me | Ladynoir my beloved | Writing Side Blog: @imaginary-things-nothing-else
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moryen

Assyrian dog figurines with names carved on them, 650 BC “Expeller of evil” (mušēṣu lemnūti) with white pigment and red spots “Catcher of the enemy” (kāšid ayyāb) with red pigment “Don’t think, bite!” (ē tamtallik epuš pāka) with white pigment “Biter of his foe!” (munaššiku gārîšu) with turquoise pigment “Loud is his bark!” (dan rigiššu) with black pigment

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Anonymous asked:

anna i am BEGGING you to elaborate on the pjo x ml au. i need all the lore and details

anon you know I can't not elaborate. anon you know this is the only thing on my mind

thank u to @peachcitt for yelling about this with me and to @lunaroceanic who suggested aphrodite kid adrien in the tags u guys are geniuses

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dikanamai

“In our darkest moment”, an Encanto fic

Some days ago, I was talking a bit about Bruno’s backstory in this post, and how it would’ve been better if the movie had focused on his own struggles, instead on reduce his departure to “I hid to protect Mirabel”. I like to think he hid to protect the whole family, because his last vision could have triggered the destruction of Casita (as it does indeed in the movie). There’s more, of course; with these fics I’ve been writing lately, I’ve tried to set up a more complex scenario for that fateful night of Mirabel’s ceremony and fleshed out the family’s problems, while also respecting the canon. In this one about this turning point in Casa Madrigal, there’s no big arguments, just fear and tension, and Alma begging for a vision. But you know how the opening scene of the movie is a light version of Dos Oruguitas? Well, this is the dos oruguitas version of Bruno’s flashback in the movie 8D

I’ve put a lot of love in it, so I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it :)

Title: In our darkest moment Characters: the triplets, Alma, and the whole family. Word Count: 12.572 Rating: G Warnings/Spoilers: none, if you’ve watched the movie. This one ties with my previous ones, so you can find them here, if you don’t know them and want to check them first. Since this night was actually one of the darkest moments of the family, this fic is SAD, you’re warned. Summary: The triplets knew perfectly the story of the miracle’s origin. But even so, Bruno had wondered many times how would it be to live through something so extreme. Losing everything in a blink, turning around and discovering your life had radically changed forever in a matter of seconds. It was something that had given him nightmares when he was younger, and he had concluded he didn’t want to fully understand it. It was too much. The night Mirabel didn’t get her gift, however, he had no choice but to finally understand.

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I was twenty years younger than my husband, his first wife dead in childbirth. I agreed to marry him because he was a good fisherman, because he had his own house and he was willing to take in my mother and father when the time came. It was a practical decision and he wasn't expecting more than that. Two people should never say the word love before they've eaten a sack of flour together, he told me.        The night we married I hiked my night dress around my thighs and shut my eyes so tight I saw stars. Afterwards I went outside and I was sick, throwing up over the fence. He came out the door behind me and put his hand to the small of my back. It happens your first time, he said. It'll get better.         I got pregnant right away and then he left for the Labrador. I dug the garden, watched my belly swell like a seed in water. Baked bread, bottled bakeapples for the winter store, cut the meadow grass for hay. After a month alone I even started to miss him a little.         The baby came early, a few weeks after my husband arrived home in September. We had the minister up to the house for the baptism the next day, Angus Maclean we named him, and we buried him in the graveyard in the Burnt Woods a week later. I remember he started crying at the table the morning of the funeral and I held his face against my belly until he stopped, his head in my hands about the size of the child before it was born. I don't know why sharing a grief will make you love someone.        I was pregnant again by November. I baked a loaf of bread and brought it to the table, still steaming from the oven. Set it on his plate whole and stood there looking at him. That's the last of that bag of flour, I told him. And he smiled at me and didn't say anything for a minute. I'll pick up another today, he said finally.        And that's how we left it for a while.

Bread by Michael CrummeyHard Light. London, Ont.: Brick Books, 1998.

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tizzymcwizzy

*bursts out of the dirt in a violent fashion* HELLO I AM ALIVE

how the fuck do people paint anything this was hell- I PAINTED SOMETHING! I PAINTED SOMETHING?? WHAT THE FUCK??? HUH????

those aren't actual song lyrics i just made them up for this, she's standing in front of a cityscape, i can't draw cities im sorry, yes i know it's 3 am ssshhhhh

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it's during these times that I feel incredibly happy that I am a part of this fandom <3

The kind of fandom that would break the internet because of a cat boy and a bug falling in love lots of times, because of the commitment we have to these characters, because we are just so dedicated to this show even when we're clowns

I don't actually know anybody but I love the mlb fandom with my whole heart

Ngl it's really an honor to witness all of this with you guys even if we don't always get along. We are all here because we wanna see the bug girl and cat boy get their happy ending no matter how rough things might get.

This Fandom is truly dedicated and its beautiful to be part of it

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minireklamo

maiko angst…

i drew this when i was thinking about how zuko left mai with only a letter :(( imagine if he had just taken the time to talk to her..

(mai wouldve totally insisted on going with him imo. tears would be shed because theyre leaving the fire nation and everything they know behind. even if the fn isnt perfect, its still their home and where they grew up. treason isnt easy!!) 

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Anonymous asked:

Hello! I just want to tell you that I love your content, you are a great writer! I was wondering if you have some hc of Izumi doing a Zuko special in front of the council? (Speaking out of place, just like Zuko did to Ozai when he was a kid) I think it would be interesting to see our fire lord's reaction, maybe a little angst?

Thank you!!!

  • There is nothing but silence in the hall, the last of Izumi's voice finishing it's reverberations off the walls.
  • The world is still. The Firelord regards his heir, their identical gold eyes locked together. Fire meeting fire.
  • Advisors hold their breath. The last time this happened someone got burned.
  • He stands there now, the evidence of his similar disrespect now a permanent fixture on his skin. And he stares at his daughter, processes the harsh words she spat across the table.
  • Izumi stares back. She knows better, she really does. Though she is young, she knows the rules of Court. The rules of her father.
  • And to speak out of turn as she did, to snap as she did, to disrespect him so completely in front of his entire council.
  • It was a mistake. But not one she regrets. Because she couldn't let him send those men to their deaths. That wasn't the type of king she knew her father to be. And to keep quiet wasn't the type of daughter he knew her to be.
  • In front of her, Zuko's heart is breaking. It is silent as it crumbles, watching as his daughter's face falls with the revelation of what she had done.
  • There is fear in her eyes, mixed with resilience and the firm set of her jaw she had inherited from him.
  • What had he done to cultivate that? To give her a reason to fear him? Had he stepped too far, pushed too hard, became his father in ways he couldn't notice?
  • He never wanted Izumi to fear him. Whether as a father or a lord.
  • "I am not infallible. My daughter reminds me of that. And I thank you, Princess Izumi. You are correct, if not harsh. Though you'd do best to mind your tone, it's in the interests of our people for me to heed you. So I will. " He says finally, before turning to another scroll and continuing the meeting.
  • Izumi is quiet for the rest of the time, watching her father carefully. When he dismisses them, he asks her to stay back.
  • He pours her tea. The hall is too big for the two of them. Izumi feels small. There's a precedent that Zuko is ignoring. Would he really push aside his pride, his honour, so easily?
  • She takes the tea with shaky hands. Zuko pauses for a moment before placing his hands over hers.
  • "Zu, look at me." He says. It is not the command of a king, but the request of a father.
  • She raises her face and he is smiling. It is a sad smile, and she finds herself staring at how it pulls at the scar on his face. A scar he had gained from insolence so much like hers.
  • He touches the side of her face. "I've always known, that with my temper and Mai's stubbornness, I would not have a child that held her tongue."
  • Izumi holds his wrist. "I was out of place, disrespectful, i-"
  • "You cared enough to speak out. I won't punish you for caring. No one should be punished for caring."
  • That night Zuko lays beside his wife. He is contemplative, more quiet than he usually is. Her touch is a question when she reaches for his hand.
  • His eyes pull away from the window.
  • From the moment he had felt Izumi's heartbeat he had feared so much. Feared that he was his father's child, that his blood ran too red.
  • Zuko had forgotten that he could choose to be something else. Choose to see a child for a child, passion for passion.
  • That he could choose to dampen the fire.
  • That he could choose to love.
  • "I think I did it. I think I broke it. What my father passed down, what he was given. I don't think Izumi will ever hold it. I won't give her a chance to burn."
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