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My dumbass forgot to share the playlist for Eryn 😭

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0DaAi5rmELBcInoWUUwHQn?si=-tJMHOnrTm6pW9CENEtAsA&pi=MhZhe6eaSm2RR

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NO BECAUSE ONCE I FINISH MY ANALYSIS (I'M ON 8 PAGES AND I JUST FINISHED THE SUMMARY OF HIS PLOT) IM GONNA WRITE SOME

my writer's block fading after watching thunderbolts* & fall in love with bob:

I keep thinking about the fact that Bucky first met Bob as Sentry!Bob and then got ... taken apart by him and then saw him as The Void but, later in the void-world, still decided that what he'd heard about him from Yelena and the others and what he had come to know about Bob was enough for him to become protective and save Bob from the void because thats exactly who Bucky is at his core!

He will protect the ~tiny guy and he will be the grumpy old uncle and I love that we finally get to see him as such again!

i'm honored Kess, you're super cool :D

hey guys?

thank you. genuinely, thank you for just being here. every time someone interacts with something i've done it makes me smile knowing somebody took the time to notice my bullshit

to the handful of you that are entertaining my dumb ass with RP plots on my sideblog--

y'all are a whole new reason to wake up every day, and as stupid and cringe as it may sound from a random weirdo on the internet, i love you guys

thank you for being around to observe my shenanigans <3

"...huh?" She managed to get out, looking around for Nightshade. She knows physically, she's in Phantom's bar... but why is her memory different this time? Is Nightshade showing her what might have been if she hadn't shot Natemare?

Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."

Eryn's dazed, both from the mental rollercoaster she just went on and the blood loss she's experiencing. She just can't bring herself to care, though. When Phantom mentions a healer, she shakes her head slightly. She swears she can see Lilia shake her head disapprovingly from the stairs.

"...I took away the thing that made him happy, that helped him keep the illusion of the pizzeria up, the illusion of his family. That alone is more pain than could ever be dealt to me. I ruined everything." She giggles a bit. "No matter what it is or what I do, I always manage to mess things up."

Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."

in all seriousness i better not see a single gif of that fuckass harry potter show on this hellsite.

don't make them, don't post them, don't reblog them. just don't give free advertising to a millionaire giddy over stripping trans people of their rights.