#no she doesnt know how to drive

[leiandroid]

im gonna die im gonna die im gonna die

[fatedroses]

I personally subscribe to the idea that Adventurer Zenos shows his affection and appreciation for his peers in very odd ways (like yoinking the Students' taxes and dealing with their expenses and maybe also paying for some of their expenses but shhh).

[potatobugz]

i was hacked by a very unhappy man!

[meowsticmarvels]

man. contemplating kyle and phi as siblings actually. ive talked a lot about phi and DELTA's dynamic but mannn. kyle. (well i guess he's technically a half sibling since he's a genetic clone of sigma and phi Isn't but you get the gist). i wish it got explored a bit more in canon because while the whole sigma-phi related thing was saved for a ZTD reveal it wouldve been cool (esp if kyle was actually relevant in ztd...) bc like... look at these lines. the hypothetical dynamic could and is insane. some weird connection they cant rly explain. phi actually pushies kyle away for the first one, actually, and saying he can't get attached to her or build a connection without "asking permission" essentially closing herself off from him. theres some version of phi that gets sent back to 2074 after she lives as the rad6 patient zero. how does she interact with him then? would there be some sort of resentment, in a way, that phi got to live a life that kyle never could? not amongst all the shifting, or anything, but in terms of family. idk. its interesting to me i think. they shouldve interacted more perhaps

[rxttenfish]

honestly i just sit and think sometimes over like, miravi isn't toxic yuri or anything, they're DEEPLY functional with each other and it's much moreso a cheetah and dog situation where they both get a lot more stable with someone to balance them out.

but the way it looks like is often a lot of arguing and them not being afraid to snipe at each other or call the other out on bullshit. and i keep feeling like everything about the current shipping Moment would suggest that this is toxic — even though this quality, in of itself, is what they like in their relationship and what helps them best. which is a form of relationship that very much works for people! and works well! there's a lot of benefit in having someone you can be upset with and show that upset with without them taking it personally, or in using it as a means to immediately point out and begin working out problems in a constructive manner, problems that would have become a lot worse if allowed to simmer, and the emotional vulnerability needed to do this in a constructive way with someone else! it's actually my preferred form of relationship, because i'm bossy and mean and contrary and i like not being forced to dull my edges and having someone who can dish it as well as they can take it.

it's a bit like arguing for fun, i think. for those who like it and find it really works for them, there's no hard feelings at the end, it's just a way to get everything on the table and debate over a solution. it feels good, giving the high of the exertion but coming back down with emotional reassurance to ensure it's really not any hard feelings. but, for the majority of people, it's so deeply concerning and distressing that they can't even imagine someone like that, that something has to be wrong because they cannot imagine ever doing it constructively, or they cannot ever imagine not taking it personally.

and it's just very odd sometimes, as someone who has a ship like this as a main ship, that people don't understand that kind of dynamic.

[mohntilyet]

To be fair to "illario is bad at lying" I don't think he had a contingency plan for "my cousin who I tried to have murdered came back after a whole year of being tortured in an underwater prison by the lady I've been sleeping with and he's an abomination now, also I have to pretend my grandma got murdered." His plan got monumentally fucked up

THAT’S WHAT I’M SAYIINNGGG. no matter how good or bad you are, i do not seriously think there’s a way to prepare for all that and then execute a follow up plan that’s not just “oh fuck i gotta do something” i think. of course this could have been avoided if he just killed lucanis himself but i like to think he has a heart in there

[raddest-laddest]

ok. someone’s gonna have to come get my dad or i’m gonna tweak.

[eegnm]

Posting art that only makes sense if you can look directly into my mind

[bmpmp3]

post ankle-twisting clarity

[new-hyperfixation-every-month]

hello :) *force feeds you my carpenter hcs*

[pergaminaa]

Modern au

Manon’s abandonment issues do not only stem from her grandmother constantly going on about replacing her if she’s not good enough and all of that. Like, yes this is something she has lived with her whole life but her grandmother DID abandon her once (just to teach her a lesson as she claimed)

Manon was young, only about 8 or 9 and it was one of those rare times she was riding in the car with her grandmother (just the two of them). The matron drove them through the freeway, and when she stopped at a gas station, she sent Manon inside the store. By the time she walked out of the small store, her grandmother was gone.

There was no sign of the car anywhere, she tried calling her but she never picked up the phone. She just… left her there and went somewhere.

Manon returned home some twelve hours later, the whole thing have shaken her up deeply she just… changed after it. She became more quiet and more reserved. She became more focused on her studies and slowly abandoned any fun activities. She mostly focused on pleasing her grandmother just so that she doesn’t leave her on some free way again.

[styxxsyringe]

zombie wanting to eat the flesh of their loved ones as a way of showing affection ‼️‼️

[nightspace-comic]

(Full view for best quality lol)

Now that we've met some of our main characters, it's time to get to know them better. And what better way to do that than to post some redrawn memes featuring them?

First time seeing these guys? Learn more about Aph, Xzar, and Ahnara on our blog! And check out NightSpace when it launches on Thursday, May 30th on Webtoons and the comic's official home site! (Links to both are in our pinned post and will be in the replies.)

Tune back in next week for the last batch of silly little drawings before the launch :D

(Original images under the cut)

[fallenrain40]

i find it so weird that tomorrow i will be legally an adult like what the heck im not mature enough to be considered legally an adult bro- im also scared cause. i always thought i'd be able to handle myself on my own but then the autism creeps in and its like oh dear god i do not know how to function at all.

and like, i know turning 18 dont mean I'll immediately be living on my own or anything, not much will change right away. but turning 18 means all that is coming very soon and i can't really stand thinking about it.

[noahtally-famous]

not me popping back on here with a post after months of semi-inactivity (uni is being a bitch) just to reiterate how much i love writing the pahkitew island cast.

aside from sammy and amy (obviously), literally everyone else can be shipped with one another and it'd make sense to some degree, like it takes skill to create a group of people so inherently shippable (platonically and/or romantically) and ofc the writers didn't know it they just shoved a bunch of random ppl together and dusted their hands off on it but fr tho 😭

(yeah im planning out my leonave 'stranger things inspired' au, and the gears are turning, and i forgot just how much i love writing for this dumbass group)

(i swear im working on the next chapter of a guide to surviving the apocalypse too)

[hqmillioncorn]

Dilly dally Shilly shally

With one last pull Babycorn finally managed to pull the helmet off her head. Somehow her hair had managed to become even messier under it. There was probably no harm in taking it off now, neither her or Butter were going anywhere at this point.  “I hope we don’t get in trouble for this…” Butter was sitting next to Babycorn, his helmet at this point was off too.  “I think it’s gonna be okay!” Babycorn smiled. “I think Lunya is gonna be real impressed that I crashed on top of a tree!”  “Maybe…Especially since it's the only tree around here.” Butter looked all over while adjusting himself on the branch he and Babycorn were sitting on.  “Oh!” Babycorn bounced up and down, grabbing Butter’s arm without any warning. “Look! Look! Isn’t the sunset pretty!!?” 

ffxiv write day 1: steer with @windupnamazu 's Butter and also Pancake cinnamon and lunya

something about the beach and a cool motorcycle.? and babycorn continuing to think shes dying of a mysterious disease Takes place during dawntrail but i have no idea when ahaha

Babycorn proudly watched as Cherrypit added the finishing touches on his sand castle again. “Ta-da!” Cherrypit cheered as he finished placing a small rock on top of his latest magnum opus entirely made out of wet sand.

He crawled over to his sister and poked her arm to let her know he was all done and that she could open her eyes now. 

“WahHuh?!” The easily startled Babycorn let her arms drop as she nervously looked around for any sign of danger. There was a part of her that forgot for just a moment that they were on a beach just having a nice time.

“Bebe! Bebe!” Cherrypit cried out to her.

“...Huh? Oh! Hi Cherry!” 

Cherrypit smiled and gestured over to his sand castle that could very well be described as a sand lump instead. “I’m all done!” He poked a hole in the side of the castle. “Look! Look! All done!” 

Babycorn’s eyes sparkled with pride as she looked at her brother and his marvel of modern architecture. “Woaaah! Cherry good job!! It looks great!” Babycorn cheered and clapped and in response Cherrypit began to clap alongside her. “Good job! Good job!” Cherry happily cheered along.  

“It looks almost good enough to eat!” 

Cherrypit instantly stopped and gave her a very familiar look. Babycorn immediately recognized it as the same kind of expression that Lunya would give her when she was about to eat something she wasn’t supposed to. 

It was a look that Babycorn was very used to. Especially since the real Lunya was also giving her the exact same look all the way from her beach chair.

Babycorn crossed her arms and pouted, “...But I won’t eat it cause sand isn’t for eating.” It felt like lately she couldn’t eat any yummy stuff! Not some glowy plants, the rocks in the ocean or even the ocean water itself! 

It was no fun…

Both Lunya and Cherrypit nodded in unison. 

Then on cue–and before Babycorn could ask Cherry if he wanted to go get ice cream because she was suddenly really craving a snack, he began to giggle mischievously to himself. There was a twinkle in his eye as he stared down at his sand castle. 

Babycorn knew what was coming and quickly covered her eyes with her hands. 

With a joyous squeal Cherrypit jumped on top of his sand castle, squishing it down to nothing but sand. “Yay! Yay! Yay!” He grabbed huge piles of sand in his hands and threw them up in the air, kicking up sand everywhere at the same time.

Currently this was his 28th sand castle this morning alone. 

Cherrypit let out a cute growl as he continued to play around in the sand. He was probably imagining himself as a huge monster or something.

At this point Babycorn figured she was in the clear and uncovered her eyes. Years upon years of painful sand in her eyes had taught her the exact signs of when her precious baby brother was finally done rampaging around. 

When next she looked, Babycorn saw Cherrypit drawing a face in the sand. He stopped to look at her and then down at his drawing, “Bebe!” He pointed at her and then went back to drawing. 

“Oooooh!! That’s me?!” Babycorn squealed. “That’s so cute Cherry!” There was no doubt that after drawing her Cherrypit would go on to draw all their other friends–Babycorn was more than ready to go call them over one by one to show them her brother’s artwork. 

Speaking of her friends…

“I wonder where Butts is…?” Not like she was always catching herself thinking about him lately (ahaha) but it was a little strange to see Pancake and Cinnamon around without Butter too. There was a little worrywart in her head wondering if something happened to him. 

Thankfully Babycorn’s natural airheaded-ness was a great countermeasure for that. Because as soon as she found herself worrying–something else would catch her attention and instantly distract her. At least until the next time she began overthinking.

This time the distraction happened to be the sound of a motorcycle engine. 

“Whuh?” That was incredibly specific. 

Babycorn looked over to where she knew there was no sand and noticed something strange. A whole motorcycle! Not only that-! There was someone getting off of it. Babycorn didn’t recognize them at first but once they took off their helmet it was clear who it was. 

The two bunny ears on top of his spiky-haired head was a dead give away. 

“Butts?!” Babycorn gasped out loud. “Wha-?! B-Butts?!” Something in Babycorn’s head was short circuiting. Apparently. 

Cherrypit heard what his sister had said and sat up. His hair was covered in lumps of wet sand and his shirt was an absolute mess. “Butts? Butt?” He whipped his head in all sorts of different directions to see who his sister was talking about.

Then he noticed Pancake and Cinnamon run past him. “Butter! You made it!” Pancake yelled out to him.

Cinnamon, who was slightly sunburned, was seconds away from strangling him with her small fairy sleeves. “FINALLY!! You have to promise to never forget the sunscreen again!!” She said through gritted teeth.   

Pancake rolled her eyes, “You’re the one who said you didn’t need it!” Meanwhile, Pancake had waited for her brother under the semi-safety of some cool shade. 

“How was I supposed to know?!” In Cinnamon’s defense she did usually spend her free afternoons baking inside of a hot oven. The sun should have had no effect on her but her creator must have never accounted for Turali weather. 

Cinnamon flapped her wings in aggravation. “Enough speculating! Hand it over!!” Butter held out the sun screen and Cinnamon instantly took it and flew far away from the sun. It caught both siblings off guard. “Hey!” Pancake chased after her, “I need it too! You better not use it all or I’ll tell Butter!”

Butter began to quickly untie his shoes to change them up for a pair of flip-flops. At the same time however, he couldn’t help but try and help.“U-Um I mean if you’re already sunburned I don’t know how it’s going to-Whuh?” Something stopped Butter in his tracks.

He looked down to see Cherrypit pulling on his shorts.  Cherrypit looked up at him with his huge empty white eyes. “BaButts!” He smiled and pulled up his shirt collar to chew on it. 

Butter picked Cherrypit up and gently took the shirt out from the toddler's mouth. “Try not to bite on that okay?” Probably not until he could get a clean shirt on. There was usually nothing anyone could do to stop Cherrypit from biting something. 

Then all at once it hit Butter. The cardinal rule of life itself, something that had only been proven wrong about four times in the history of time itself.

That being; If Cherrypit was somewhere it meant that Babycorn was close by. 

Before Butter could do anything he felt a certain someone grab both his shoulders and turn him around. In just the span of five seconds he found himself from facing the beach to looking Babycorn in her sparkling, heartstopping-ly cute eyes. “Hi Butts!!” She yelled into his face as if he wasn’t standing right in front of her. “I was wondering where you were!” Babycorn continued to yell very loudly.

Butter staggered backwards, his face beginning to turn a familiar shade of pink. “I-I-I was just stopping by the cabins to bring some sunscreen over since we forgot some!” In no time Butter managed to compose himself again. He had grown a lot over the years and that also meant he was able to hide his flustered feelings about Babycorn a lot more better than usual.

But that hardly meant anything when Babycorn had the tendency of sneaking up on him and throwing all of that growth for a loop. 

Butter took Cherrypit and set him down on the ground. He smiled as he watched Cherrypit run over and hug Babycorn’s leg. “Cute swimsuit by the way!” Butter froze as soon as he realized the words that left his mouth. 

For better or for worse Babycorn didn’t even hear what Butter had told her, as her short attention span had already become enraptured by something else. 

As Butter began to think of any words that could have rhymed with swimsuit he noticed that Babycorn was hovering around his motorcycle. “Woah!! What?!” She poked and put her hands all over it, almost like she couldn’t believe it was real. “You have a motorcycle?! Since when?!

Butter opened his mouth to answer her but before he could Lunya (who had not been listening in with everyone else on that beach) helpfully chimed in. 

“I can answer that! Butter bought one right after you said that you were a big fan of motorcycles!” Lunya winked. 

“No I didn't! Don’t listen to her!!”

Babycorn wasn’t sure which of her friends to believe. She wanted to believe both of them. “It does look a lot like the one I saw in my dream where Hildi rode one into the sunset…” Though her describing that dream in great detail to Butter probably had nothing to do with it. 

“It sure does doesn’t it?” Lunya giggled to herself. 

Butter gently pushed Lunya out of frame and out of the next few following paragraphs, “Okay! Thank you Lunya! I love and appreciate you–pretty please let me handle this!” 

When Butter turned back around he saw Cherrypit biting a part of his motorcycle. He was hanging off it just using his shark-like teeth. Permanent markings on his motorcycle aside, Butter didn’t really mind. 

Honestly something like that was bound to happen. What was catching his attention more was seeing Babycorn zipping and zagging all over to look at the motorcycle. She probably thought he was really cool right now. The thought of that made Butter let out a happy hum.

Babycorn noticed the cute look on Butter’s face and her attention turned from the motorcycle to him. Which also gave her a really cool idea. “Oh! Oh! Can I try driving?!” She bounced up and down on her heels in sheer excitement. “We can totally take turns! It’ll be really fun!!” She bounced all the way around the motorcycle and grabbed at one of the handles while trying her best to make sputtering noises with her mouth. 

Butter thought it was really cute, he couldn’t help but smile and look at anything but Babycorn. He could already feel his face warming up. “Are you sure? D-Do you know how to drive a motorcycle?” 

“Of course!” Babycorn confidently gestured to herself. Still hanging off the motorcycle Cherrypit looked up at his sister with wide eyes before opening his mouth and dropping to the ground. Once he was both feet on the ground he mimicked her gesture. “Can d’ive!” Cherrypit babbled out.  

Butter would have been inclined to believe Babycorn on her word alone. Anyone who knew Butter Moontide at this point knew that he would walk to the moon and back if Babycorn told him she wanted a moon rock.

The only thing slightly changing his mind was seeing Lunya behind a conveniently placed beachside bush vigorously shaking her head back and forth with fear in her eyes. 

“Ummm…How about I drive first and see what happens from there!” 

“Okie-dokie!” Of course Babycorn was going to agree to anything Butter suggested. She liked him a lot after all. “Let’s get on Cherry!” 

“Get on! Let’s get on!” Cherrypit repeated. As expected Cherrypit was able to easily fly up and sit down on a seat with no issues. Meanwhile Babycorn was having a bit more trouble. “Almost got it..!” 

Butter quickly noticed this. “Ah-! Be careful!” He knew Babycorn well enough to know just how clumsy she was. As cute as he thought her clumsiness was, the bandages all over Babycorn were proof enough that it could get her hurt most of the time. 

Right as Butter told her to be careful Babycorn began to lose her footing. “W-Waaauwahh!!” Panicking just made her wobble even more and just as she began to fall backwards. In an instant she lost her footing and she was positive that her next bandage would be somewhere on the back of her head. 

Babycorn shut her eyes tight and prepared for the impact. 

When it never came she was confused. Instead she heard something else hit the ground. That mysterious sound turned out to be Butter’s helmet that he had dropped to run and catch Babycorn. 

Babycorn looked up and finally realized what was happening. Right around the same time Butter realized what he was doing. 

In record speed Butter had caught Babycorn mid-fall catching her in the same manner as one could describe a groom carrying a bride. As if that wasn’t enough, Babycorn could have sworn that Butter was somehow glowing with a warm light. She almost couldn’t take her eyes off him. Except…

“Huh…HUHUHH!?!!” Babycorn’s hands flew to cover her face. “Sorry! I’m really sorry! I didn’t mean to fall!” She was in full on panic mode, her heart was beating faster than ever and her face felt so hot! 

She was going to die for real! This was it! The end of Babycorn Corn’s life!! Babycorn was tapping her feet on the ground over and over while dreading what was going to happen next.

Butter was completely frozen. He had locked eyes with Babycorn when he caught her, he still couldn’t believe just how beautiful her eyes were. Everything about her took his breath away. It was until just now he realized where he was. “HHUUH?! Wait no-! I’m sorry! Did I hurt you? I didn't mean to-!!” 

Butter’s voice was enough to snap Babycorn out of whatever was happening to her. “No! I’m fine! I could never get hurt with you around!” She smiled as wide as she could. She wasn’t really sure why she had said that but it felt right. 

“R-Right!! You’re right!” There was nothing in Eorzea or anywhere else on the star that would hurt Babycorn if he was there. 

Especially if he was the one driving. 

“Now hooold on!” 

Both Butter and Babycorn were brought back to reality at the sound of Lunya’s voice. Apparently they had been staring into each other’s eyes this entire time. Lunya ran from the convenient beach bush and grabbed Butter’s helmet from the ground, slamming it gently onto his head. “Keeping each other safe is one thing but remember safety first!” She reminded them.

Butter adjusted the helmet on his head and looked over at Babycorn with worried eyes. He didn’t have any extra helmets for Babycorn. Or any that would fit her head at least. He had his doubts that Pancake’s helmet would fit her. 

Babycorn seemed to sense his worry. “It’s okay Butts!” She knocked the top of her head with her hand. There was an odd hollow sound coming from it. “I’m sturdy!! Remember?” 

“Like hell you are.” Lunya took out a yellow helmet from out of seemingly nowhere and placed it on the taller girl’s head. Babycorn’s long ears popped out from the side of the helmet. With a satisfied look Lunya dusted her hands off. “Let’s just say I’ve been waiting for this day.” 

Lunya walked over and picked up Cherrypit from chewing on the motorcycle again. “How about we let Butter and Bebe go off on their trip and we can go buy a bunch of ice cream?” She whispered to him, making sure there was no way Babycorn would be able to hear them. 

Cherrypit giggled, he put a finger to his mouth and gave a little “Shhhhh…!” He didn't quite understand but he wasn't about to argue against getting ice cream.