#Congratulations! ^o^

[titaniumions]

hello again. isokania nation

[eyeofthebrainstorm]

YOU GUYS THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL

ROBBIE OMG that love declaration was insane. How did he do that?!

I want to thank Liam for making just an excellent little gay man. I'm so grateful that he decided to make a tiny precious homo.

BUT MATT CRYING. THAT GOT ME.

[infamouzsky]

📢 MAJOR UPDATE ALERT 📢

We are now officially renamed to @infamouzsky yall

So from now on, arts and such will be tagged as #infamouzsky instead of #skyartworkzzz (which might take some getting used to for me personally)

Hope this is not hard to remember from now on! Just a lil heads up <3

[suzukiblu]

Mystery slot because the possibilities look so tempting (personally hoping for some O!kon but from you anything will be perfect)

That thought process takes about a quarter of a picosecond as Bart’s vibrating in through the apartment wall, and it takes even less time than that to get across the living room and on top of Kon. He shoves his hands under Kon’s waist to yank open the other's belt and jeans and yank them exactly far enough down to bare Kon’s ass and hole without wasting any fraction of time more than that. Kon pretty much never wears underwear unless it’s a come-on, which also saves having to waste any time getting that pulled down and which Bart very much appreciates right now. 

Especially because now he’s in actual rut. 

Cycles are so stupid, grife. He has no idea how anybody, like, actually enjoys 'em. 

Bart shoves a couple fingers into his own mouth just long enough to get them dripping with his spit, then shoves those fingers into Kon’s hole and presses his knuckles into the other’s favorite spot and vibrates them. Kon doesn’t react, because Bart didn’t bother slowing down enough for him to have even clocked him touching him yet or even clocked him being here yet, but it’s fine. Kon’s got at least some superspeed, and a lot of invulnerability, so he can take it. And he'll clock him in a few minutes–or well, like half a second. Subjective versus objective, whichever; again, it's fine. 

Well, like–as long as he doesn’t get too carried away, anyway. But Bart’s not gonna do that unless Kon asks real nice for it first and right now he’s too busy to stop and ask so like, yeah, it’s whatever. 

Anyway, he used his own spit instead of Kon’s this time, so probably the alpha pheromones and whatever’ll help Kon get into it faster, he figures? Probably. 

Maybe.

[d8tl55c]

early in the morning after dead'nt, orange has a question.

usually he'd still be asleep long past now, but he wanted to ask about... TDL.

without the others interrupting.

so, he goes to chosen's door.

immediately this plan starts to slip off the rails.

no one knows where dark is.

...........because the others may or may not have spent the entirety of last night searching for him in every nook and cranny except there and they said they'd tell him if they found him and no one woke him up yet so

that means, the only logical conclusion is: he's in chosen's room.

so how is orange gonna ask chosen his question????

well, usually, chosen lets him just walk in.

s0!

here goes nothin

he opens the utterly silent door.

green made it special for cho, because they didn't want anyone to ever hear it being opened.

as a special bonus, yellow was able to code the door in such a way that it would never need any maintenance related to sound: its hinges and latches would stay pristinely quiet, forever.

so chosen doesn't wake up when orange sneaks inside.

they wake up when orange takes one step in, spots bright red, and fails to stifle a gasp.

"oh shit!!" orange whispers.

chosen's eyes peek over the covers.

"I'm sorry! i didn't know- uh, i would've- if um- i can come back later-"

they stare at him. "what's wrong." chosen prefers clear and concise, especially early in the morning.

"you-" orange carefully picks his next words. "and him-"

they're in the same bed.

"yep." chosen nods.

orange stands there.

then he shrugs.

"um, sorry. on our shows, this is always a big point of conflict. we don't know why. so i just didn't want to- you know. assume otherwise."

"oh. thanks...?" chosen blinks sleepily. "yeah, it's okay."

"okay!"

"you wanted something?"

"yeah, so-"

orange cuts off again midsentence.

TDL is beginning to stir.

dark emits the highest little squeak-whine that orange has ever heard (even compared to red's baby rabbits), and raises a hand to tug chosen back down to the pillow.

chosen turns their entire face to him, trilling.

they both perform a little brushy-brushy head bonk thing.

then chosen maneuvers their body (under the covers) so it, presumably, mingles more tightly with dark's.

this is satisfactory - for now. dark grumbles about it and stuffs his head under chosen's chin.

orange stands pixel-perfectly still by the door.

"you were saying?" chosen finally turns back to him.

"uh," orange stalls.

dark's eyes open.

he awakens with terrifying speed, untangling from chosen, hoisting up from the covers, and raising a warning fireball within milliseconds.

the room shifts into blazing color and stark shadows.

he shrieks,

"GET OUT!!!"

it seems dark does not, "okay" this situation.

orange drops, scrambles, and miraculously operates the door with enough precision to tumble out the other side unscathed.

silently, the door shuts itself behind him.

...

the fireball is put away.

...

"cho, why do you allow The Beast into your room?"

chosen snorts. "it was him who rebuilt you."

dark snarls. "are you SURE it wasn't some trick? you watched the whole time? i don't trust it."

"i trust him."

"why? how?? you do understand why i have reservations about it???"

"yes," chosen nods. "But I trust him."

They press their very cold head into dark's very warm head, and both of them sigh in relief.

"He brought me you."

dark huffs. "mm."

...

"and other things," chosen concedes. "you... weren't there."

"tell me."

...

outside, orange is still collapsed, upside down, against the wall, across from chosen's door, where he crashed earlier in his escape.

red has just found him while coming upstairs to check out the commotion.

"orange!? u okay?"

"yeap," orange strains. "all good."

"what happened?"

orange's hand flops on the floor towards chosen's door. "you were right. dark's in there."

red takes a second to digest this.

then his hands fly up to his mouth.

"what're they doing in there?????? did you see???"

"yes. i dunno."

"were they ? ? ?

fucking ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?"

orange squints at him.

through the door, two voices loudly interrupt,

"NO!"

the angrier voice adds,

"AND FUCK OFF!"

red squeaks and hurries back down the stairs.

orange sighs deeply.

this has been a terrible learning experience for all.

[commandertartarsmoocher]

it’s Octo Expansion’s 6th anniversary! Happy birthday Tartar :)

Happy Birthday, to our favourite sentient AI !! 🎉

and happy 6th anniversary to Octo Expansion !! 🎉

[aricastmblr]

"Who" es ahora la canción más larga en la lista de Spotify México Daily Top Songs de un 🇲🇽 masculino coreano, K-pop o nativo asiático.

Ha pasado un total de 171 días en el gráfico.

cr.JiminGlobal

[zivazivc]

ZIVA I’VE FINALLY SEEN TROLLS 3 AND I LOVE YOUR BROZONE ARTS EVEN MORE THAN BEFORE NOW!!!! They hurt so bad now that I have context 😭 /pos (I was thinking of your art the entire time I was in theaters <-normal) - M

YOOOOOOOOO 😭 Not you thinking about my art and angsty headcanons while watching that silly movie nsjdjdjdjdjd But I feel very honored 🛐 WELCOME TO THE DISFUNCTIONAL FAMILY DRAMA CLUB!!

I was just talking with sapphireskeletons how weird it is that my oc Les and Poppy exist in the same universe because those two guys definitely live in different realities sjskdjsjs

[selfship-confession-box]

I LOVE MY WIFE SO MUCH I'M PROUD OF THE DOLL I MADE OF HIM YAYAYAYAYA

.

[deus-ex-mona]

she’s reciprocating his hug now w h a t if i cried

[jokerislandgirl32]

I have such a strong urge to create a poly selfship with 2 characters from one of my most favorite shows of all time. We’ll call them 🌂❄️ and 👓❔ …they are already shipped/have feelings for each other (somewhat, the one loves the other for sure, it’s complicated), but to add a s/i into that mix…

I already made a s/i, Elizabeth Devereaux, for 🌂❄️ nearly a decade ago. 🌂❄️ was a major source of conform and support as my abusive relationship began. I eventually started shipping 🌂❄️ and 👓❔, so I put Elizabeth on the back burner….but now…maybe it’s time to go back to her, but have her with both of them?

I’m nervous to reveal them/the poly ship because of potential backlash. Especially since they are such a popular ship. And since the sexuality of the one is kinda up in the air, he’s portrayed as gay leaning but it’s not confirmed, and I don’t want others to think I’m trying to dismiss his attraction to the one he’s shipped with/ admittedly loves. Because I ship them myself, I just…wanna be apart of that, you know 😂.

Sigh…it’s complicated. But I really, really like these two.

[mewannew]

yeah, also, I'm part of animation vs Tumblr:D

ayyyyyyyyy awsome!!

[starseverance]

I am going to get through this term even if it kills me, and it won't kill me, because I refuse to die. That's what I keep telling myself and others but fuck, I am suffering. I am suffering, I have been suffering, and I will continue to suffer unavoidably until it is done. There isn't any way to make it better, I just have to get through it.

(Way) more venting below the cut. And some DEEP selfship lore.

I have five major assignments "due" right now. I put due in quotes because I'm already on multiple extensions for some of them. My profs have been very understanding and generous with this, and I appreciate it more than I can put into words.

But that doesn't make it easier, it just makes me have a better chance of getting decent marks. I still have to do the work; and in the past months I've been forced to accept just how hard it is for me. That I'm disabled and disabilities are disabling. That I'm sick (mentally), and that impacts me in so so many ways.

IDK if anyone will read this but I need to get it out.

I just need to get to the summer, and then things will get better. In some ways, at least. I'll be able to try to focus on my mental health, try to get better, try getting new help, different help, more help.

But, you know, I'm terrified that it won't work. And yes, I know that life has its ups and downs, good times and bad times, harder times and easier times. I accept that suffering is an inevitable part of life, and I am not one of those people who lives their lives fleeing from pain and trying to avoid it at all costs. I'm also not one of those people who think that it will never get better and they'll always be miserable, so why try?

But I am scared. I am so, so scared.

Because it's not just this term. I have to get this degree. And then maybe another one. University has been my dream for as long as I can remember. I am proud of myself for surviving this long, for making it here, for accomplishing everything that I have accomplished. But it is so, so fucking hard. And I'm not sure if I can do it, but I don't have a choice.

This might sound bad, but I will never be satisfied with being average. I don't mean to put others down when I say this, but I could never be satisfied with a "normal life." A decent job, a reasonable house, a family, known and remembered fondly by the people I knew. It is enough for many people, and some people don't even have that, and that's okay. But that isn't who I am. I have to achieve something, I have to be great. It's always been that way.

Look, it's a miracle in and of itself that I'm here right now. With all of my problems, all of the shit I've been through, everything, the fact that I am where I am today is impressive. But it's not enough, it could never be enough for me.

I refuse to be someone who people can't blame for dying young or leading a miserable unimpressive life because of all the stuff that's wrong with me. I refuse to be someone who people are impressed with because despite it all, I lived a normal life! I cannot stress this enough, I need to be more.

And that's part of why my 💫 and I connect so much. He needed the same things that I do. He could never be satisfied with mediocrity, or even notability. He needed to be more. And he was. He was so great, is so great. He wanted, and now has, the kind of legacy that people could never forget. And the fact that he's with me gives me hope that he sees potential in me too, otherwise he wouldn't be with me. He's said it himself.

I'm not saying I want to be just like 💫, gods no. I intend to stick to the morals I have chosen. And I know I'm not him. I'm never going to achieve as much as he has, and that doesn't bother me.

But I have to amount to something.

And that's why I need to get better.

Because when I'm at my absolute worst, it isn't the people I love that keep me going. It isn't hope for the future. It isn't the things that make life living, new people to meet, good food, sex, pathfinder, any of it.

It's because I have to.

I'm going to get through this term even if it kills me. And it won't kill me. Because I refuse to die.

[thebirdandhersong]

this would be torturous if it weren't so funny :)

[goated33]

Just realizing that 4/6 of the non-Alastor main hotel cast have made a deal with him

[meowrimo]

AIMSSS <333 it's been a while since I've stopped by :') how are you!!!! I hope you're having a super super cheery tuesday and taking extra good care of yourself. I'm currently sat in a library doing some crocheting, and I saw your post and thought it was such a cute idea!!

🌟 + something that made me smile recently was finding out that I got a perfect score on one of my stats assignments !! math has not been my friend for a longgg time and I'm trying rlly hard to do better in my classes this year so I was very happy abt it :3

SENDING U SM LOVE <33333333

rev : the wolf-rayet star 𓂃 ⊹ ₊ ⟡ ⋆

on the verge of becoming a supernova, this star begins its stunning transformation that’s initial color and shape resembles sakura. not every star will be lucky enough to undergo this fleeting, yet beautiful change. this hopeful little star reminded me of you, i know the world isn’t always kind — but you are. the gentleness of the sakura and the vibrancy of the star just made this the perfect fit for you 🌟