#featuring: bones

[yesokayiknow]

conrad and mrs flood nervously presenting the first draft of the wish world to the rani and she just sits in silence for the whole powerpoint and then takes a long sip of brandy and is like add dinosaurs.

[pinesepia]

don't give me that shit boneless 🖕🖕🖕

[a-most-beloved-fool]

spirk using telepathy to keep each other alive. kirk, desperate, psy-null and untrained, reaching clumsily into spock's dying mind and pulling, dragging spock's essence into himself, wrenching him forceably from the very jaws of death and holding him there through sheer strength of will, saying you can't die, i won't let you, you can't leave me, i need you, and binding him to life and to himself until it's impossible to fully separate them. spock, more skilled, carefully managing each one of kirk's vital signs - keeping his heart beating steady, his lungs drawing breath, his temperature within a safe range, all while suppressing kirk's pain, and at the same trying, vainly, to keep their minds from tying themselves inexorably together, but they're pressed too close and he can't, and he hopes that kirk will forgive him, for bonding them like this (he will, of course he will), but the alternative, letting kirk die, was - unthinkable.

[odetokeons]

[starberry-cupcake]

the undiscovered country is literally jim and spock having old married couple conversations

(I needed to make that one a gif)

bonus:

also, jim and bones prison shenanigans that would make this post too long but they got to cuddle in the cold

[five-of-cr]

crows textpost ft. kuwei fanart from the lovely @phy-be and also tolya because i had to. it's perfect

[ahollowgrave]

PIGEON’S GPOSE WRAPPED 2024

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Gpose Wrapped 2023

WHEW! Here it is! My favorite shots from over the year, one for each month (or... close enough!) I love putting these together it's such a fun way to look back and I'm always stunned at what I was up to at the start of the year. Odette started the year surrounded by friends and she ended the year surrounded by friends! How lucky is she. I almost had enough Skeleton shots for the first six months of the year, but then I got to March and actually gasped when I remembered how we all played Mermaids together! That was such a fun time!! Man, I have so much fun taking my little screenshots!!! It has led me to some of my favorite people!! I'm so grateful I still love this hobby and screenshots.

Thank you guys for being here, thanks for making stuff, and thanks for sharing it!

(down here is a second, secret gpose wrapped)

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This year I had more than enough shots to do a second Gpose Wrapped (and then some) featuring my friends' OCs! That's wild!! These aren't in any particular order and one of them never made it to Tumblr. But I had so much fun making these and sharing them with my friends!! Thank you to the people who reached out and traded with me! Next year I want to be brave enough to do more shots with friends. Brave enough to ask, brave enough to brainstorm them, braver!!! There are people I gotta catch up with, too!

[spontaneousmusicalnumber]

My musical taste often boils down to "stuff that doesn't sound like anything else out there". Unfortunately, when I fall in love with a band that isn't like anything else the first thing I ask is "can I find anything else like this" and, you see, the problem is

[swordmaid]

finallyyyyy getting around to starting shri’iia’s refs and very interesting to see how her features changed from my first ref sheet of her that I did last year (just after artfight ended) vs to now

originally her features were more rounded n quite soft but I’ve made them sharper, n some of her features got significantly smaller like her eyes and lips n I think that fits her vibes better. her nose got more hooked and sharper too - which is not so clear on the ref 🥲 but I do like that changes! she looks more striking to me 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

[nillustre]

facial features headcanons ~

[an-assortment-of-forks]

me when there’s gay people in a show and i can’t get them out of my head. rotating them around in the space microwave

[dchuntress]

a video meme edit i made for helena bertinelli inspired by this shadow the hedgehog meme video by jhett. turn on audio & various transitions have been used if you need that warning. peace and love and planet earth <3

[magicandpizza]

6&8 😘

6 is this one, so I've done 8 and totally had to cut it short so it didn't devolve any further asdfghkl

8. “We can’t.” “Then stop.” “I can’t.”

“We can’t,” Jesper murmurs into the space between their lips. He takes a deep breath in through his nose to try and calm himself down.

“Then stop,” says Wylan, leaning in again to brush his lips over Jesper’s, a ghost of a kiss. His fingers tighten where they’re knotted into Jesper’s hair.

Jesper groans. Saints, he’s hard. Wylan must feel it too, the way he’s straddling his lap and shifting his hips restlessly.

“I can’t.”

Wylan laughs, breathless, and kisses him again, slipping his tongue between Jesper’s parted lips.

How does this always happen? Every time they come to visit the farm, Jesper has the best intentions to tone things down, to be mindful of his father and the house, to stop wanting, wanting, wanting. And yet, every time, that seemingly perpetual low-simmering heat in his veins gets the better of him. Maybe it’s the Zemeni sun, maybe it’s the fact it’s his childhood bed, maybe it’s just Wylan, relaxed and carefree for a change.

“We don’t have to fuck, I can blow y-”

“Shut up,” Jesper groans again, cutting Wylan off and silencing his filthy promises with a biting kiss.

[ruuinxs]

is there anything so undoing as a daughter?

[confusedartblog]

Lieutenant Commander Bi Lighting

[light-wrath-paradise]

Animorphs book club: book #6

Ok I'm late but in my defense I was busy. Anyway. Book 6.

My reaction:

Ok now for some thoughts:

Still fascinating for me that Animorphs has a level of body horror that isn't a lot less graphic than the horror audio drama The Silt Verses. Literally only like 20 % less graphic.

Ah I see we're continuing the trend of characters not really understanding one another. Jake thinking that Marco is immature and super unserious is so funny in a sad way. Like haha Marco I guess the façade you're putting on is working well for you!! Sorry about it or congrats it happened.

"Why would the Yeerks infest a hospital?" is such a question. Like yes, for one, it gives them a lot of people to turn into Controllers when they're under anesthesia. But there's the second deal as well: even if you aren't going under...even if you're just visiting...the hospital is a somber place. It's, very often, a place of pain and desperation. It's a place of grief. All those things make you less guarded, less rational. And more prone to outside influence. There is no better person to recruit into a cult than someone who is going through the loss of their loved one or someone who might soon lose their life. Scared people. Grieving people. Crying exhausted aching people. Nervous and anxious and jumpy and alone. There's no better place to get more hosts than the hospital.

Extremely funny that all the Yeerks in the hospital (logically) assumed that some roaches got inside and were just like "Ah fuck we got roaches. Oh well, there are other things to worry about." while Visser 3 is the only one whose first and only thought is "Those roaches are secretly the Andalite bandits." I mean, he's not wrong in this case but it's incredibly funny that he's paranoid enough for this to be his assumption. He's like the saying "the man who sleeps with a gun is a fool every night but one" and this happened to be the rare case time he's right (I assume that many a time we don't see him, he does claim that randomass animals are the Andalite bandits. Like come on a man who looks at a random cat or a group of roaches and immediately claims that they're Andalite bandits HAS to be doing that nearly every time he sees an animal. He sounds like this to me:)

"Someone kill this fool for me!" - completely normal thing to say. Top 10 sentences to liven up an office meeting.

EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR HOST-PARASITE PSYCHOLOGICAL WARFARE YEEHAAAAAAAAAW. LET'S BREAK OPEN THE CHAMPAGNE YIPPEEEEEE. I'd say sorry but I refuse to apologise for being insane about host-parasite psychological warfare and about watching an alien war criminal eat shit and experience The HorrorsTM. I am collecting instances of alien parasites experiencing The HorrorsTM like they're the only vital for my survival.

Warning: this is the part where I get a little insane and also start rambling about other literature as well without like explicitly naming it but rest assured I'm talking about several stories at once which is why I use different pronouns for the different aliens in question:

EVERYBODY GIVE IT UP FOR THE MUTUAL HORROR OF THE PARASITE-HOST RELATIONSHIP, I REPEAT WE HAVE A CASE OF THE HORROR OF PARASITE-HOST RELATIONSHIP. YEEEHHAAAAAAAAWWWWW.

Anyway, yeah, I just...love it when a story features the horror of knowing in relation to being a host/parasite. Especially when it includes organisms that either are a hive mind or function similarly to a hive mind. There's horror in something knowing every crevice of you, every inch of your mind, something that is not you in any capacity and not even the physical one now has access to every thought you've ever thought, every feeling you've ever felt, every memory, every desire, every fear. You can't lie to it, you can't pretend that you don't feel sad when you do, you can't pretend that you feel angry when you don't. There's unimaginable horror in being perceived like that. It's more naked than being naked in the literal sense. It's as if someone stripped you of your skin and exposed the flesh underneath. It's the kind of naked you wouldn't want to be even in the presence of the people you love most, not to mention in the presence of a stranger or an enemy. There's horror in the thing that knows you speaking with your tongue and moving with your limbs as you can only watch.

But the thing, the organism, well it doesn't really think of itself as a thing, does it? The organism considers themselves/itself/himself as important as you are (in truth, MORE than you are), with their/its/his own goals and thoughts, and, oh, they're/it's/he's wholly unprepared for a mind that stares back. There's horror in being next to nothing, just a small little thing, that has the tables turn on it. You're on top when you're on top but the fact of the matter is you are just a fungus/worm/slug and you don't really have much of a say when push comes to shove. Your warfare is psychological and even that is flawed - you are not prepared for having it reflect back onto you.

Now, you can try as you might to say that you're not scared, that you're rational, better and smarter and colder but you seem to forget that the spotlight of perception shines in the eyes of the beholder and, unfortunately, that's where you are.

How does it feel? The fear and anger you claim you don't experience (You don't feel.) (Emotions are below your race.) (You're not afraid.).

How does it feel? The horror of the prey glaring at you and telling you "Two can play this game." How does it feel? When the antelope speaks in the lion's tongue to tell him it knows, it knows it's old and afraid of getting discarded? You'd know all about that, wouldn't you?