#the T is for Triangle

[raining-anonymously]

why did he handwrite this

[intistone]

Seen a lot of people draw power restrictions for Bill, so here’s my take on it featuring my big bro Bill au!

[thechills]

IN THE DEEP (horror and the sea for @antichrist-demoncore 🌊)

hermann melville / triangle (2009) / julia armfield / the deep house (2021) / h.p. lovecraft / underwater (2020) / mira grant / 47 meters down: uncaged (2019) / werner herzog / the deep ones

[doctorsiren]

Mr maker is that you?? 🤨

yeah this is me irl

[hallucinateonpaperspines]

if Ashley's for some reasons ever mentions/explains some human torture methods what would the cons thing of it ? Like are we more brutal then them ?

Well... this get dark. FBI Agent, I'm a writer I promise! This is all hypothetical! There is worse out here in the internet wilds!!!

I think for the most part, it's a game of orange-and-blue morality for a bit. There are things the Decepticons pull (Shockwave just existing) that immediately make human prosecutors start prepping the war crime cases and some things that humans do make the cons pause for a minute. At the same time, certain things the cons do, while horrible, just make humans nod because of course they would do that, and most human torture techniques just don't translate well to Cybertronian biology.

Like, the Decepticons would do things that are definitely against the Geneva Convention (and I think they would find our concept of a Geneva Convention laughable) so they would shrug off a lot of similar precedents humans have. Removing limbs, sensory depravation, experimentation, and electrocution are all familiar concepts so it is just a shrug of shoulders and a "why not?" attitude.

And then they look deeper.

In my mind, Cybertronians above all are efficient. Unless it's personal, or you are with someone who has a truly skewed brain module (Yes, Airachnid I am looking at you) the point of torture is to get information as fast as possible. Tortured to death, unless it's an accident, isn't efficient.

Humans, unfortunately, don't always care about efficiency.

They see the Human Centipede and the Terrifier, and bots are praying to primus like they've never done it before. It's entertainment, its art to mankind and it is some of the most protective vomit-worthy levels of shit they've ever seen. They see the Jigsaw franchise and Shockwave is joining discords and emailing directors to get notes.

It's fictional. It's fake. It's an unhinged level of creativity completely separated from ethics and morals, or in some cases leveraging those ideas to better stamp in some emotional torment. It's not just physically taking apart a victim, or trying to manipulate them mentally; it's full-on destruction. Complete evisceration performed in the name of delusional curiosity, sadistic glee, or self-righteous theatrics.

But, again, it's all fake! So what does it matter? Soundwaves says to himself as he bans any vore content from the Nemesis' servers and scrubs his drives

And then someone brings up Vlad the Impaler.

Imagine the horror as it just clicks. While Cybertronains may not produce excrement, they do have scraplets, so the concept of leaving someone in a tub to slowly rot or forcing rats to dig through bodies just sings a song of pain they are vulnerable to. Of slowly dying in a painful, inevitable method that's meant to leave a lasting mark.

And then a human starts thinking.

Art isn't efficient, but a masterpiece is never meant to be so mere as efficient.

Why not remove t-cogs? the element that helps these creatures transform, a crucible of their identity and self-worth?

Wait, that's not meant to be torture, that's just containment.

No. Torture is using small limbs to unwind and peel back layers of wiring. Torture is leaving portions of a frame to decay and rust, poking at the open wound, and flinging acid inside. Torture is pulling limbs off and reattaching them only to do it again. Torture is removing optics and turning sensors to maximum sensitivity before turning them off again.

Torture is taking those old methods and being creative enough to apply them on a blank canvas with new rules and no precedents.

The issue is not our brutality, it is our cruelty and creativity. And that's something that even the most vile Decepticon can respect.

They might even help you find a new muse, or canvas, to practice with.

[jwtetsy]

welcome to the MCU, X-men! Now I can't wait for this to happen.

I wonder which helmet Rocket's talking about, both are quite useful.

[remembertheplunge]

[themuskrater]

Donna with Rose's favorite uncle

Sorry this one took me awhile. David Tennant's face is very angular and difficult to draw. The goal is a portrait of each Doctor with at least one of their companions, so stay tuned for more. Next is Thirteen 💙💙

[jalicecookie]

⁓Dinosaur Toothpaste⁓

The Promise to be back for Night-Time Routine from his Meeting is broken, your Father needs longer to return back to the Island and the Circle Guards are trying to get you to brush your tiny Tooth. But you are a bit sad this Evening and refuse to brush your Tooth all clean....luckly one of the Triangle Guards has a helpful Idea. Dinosaur Toothpaste.

"….but princess, your teeth have to be brushed before you go to sleep, right?"

You look at the princess-designed toothbrush, that's being held out to you (pink with a crown and hearts and an Elsa & Anna Frozen sticker on it, of course!) - for a moment before you look at one of the Circeleys.

Your eyes are already wide and the tiredness from the exciting new game of rolling the ball in the afternoon has…actually put you in the perfect conditions to dive into dreamland later , without any problems…but your father had promised to be back for the night-time routine…and he wasn't back yet.

"Daddah, brush teeth too!" - you say without making any move to pick up the toothbrush or to show the circle guard any accommodating behavior.

It was only a few minutes ago, before entering the small bathroom, that you were told that your father would be a little later and that the Circeleys would put you to bed.

You had so much to tell your father, even though In-Ho had to leave the island for just a few hours because of an emergency that required his presence.

And you simply didn't want to brush your little teeth… not without your Daddah (who of course only pretends to brush his teeth during your normal night-time routine, because in addition to your night-night bedtime, the frontmen have to do a few more hours of work, planning and preparation) - now brush your teeth… no matter how nicely one of the Circeleys asked.

"Pretty please?" - the circle guard tried and you just shook your head sadly and even took a few steps back… looking for help over to the other two Circeleys who were standing at the bathroom door and making sure that… well, what exactly are they looking out for? That you don't run away because brushing your teeth without Daddah is stupid? YES! But no help came from the other two Circleleys either… even if they clap their hands encouragingly (like at dinner when you didn't really want to eat a spoonful of the carrots and you did anyway because you could be encouraged and persuaded and the Circelelys clapped so well) - but that didn't help much either.

"No no no……no wanna brush teeth....Circleley"

You shake your head again and just sit down on the floor, your lack of cooperation mixed with your longing for your father….you love the guards, your friends….the Circeleys, Tree-Angels and Squaries very much…but it's totally stupid and mean to tell you so shortly beforehand…that In-Ho // Frontmen…or to you simply Daddah, won't be back on time.

"What do we do now?"

"No idea"

"Do small children really need to brush their teeth every evening and…"

"Stupid question!"

"The boss is very particular about routine and dental hygiene…we can't go soft now…should we radio the second in command? Maybe he has an idea"

"And we're going to have to listen again to people saying you can't handle a small child?"

"Are we going to do that? I question every end of the working day whether we aren't incompetent after all"

"Discussing that is a whole other matter…"

You pout for a moment as the circles come together to form a group and discuss quietly in adult language…you'll never brush your teeth again because…because Daddah didn't keep his promise! Exactly!

The bathroom door opened again and a triangle guard came in, first glancing at you… sitting on the floor and then at the circle guard who was still holding the toothbrush with the toothpaste on it.

"She hasn't brushed her teeth yet?" - asks the triangle and the circles say no, explaining the situation and the triangle thinks for a moment before crouching down in front of you.

"Would you like to know a secret little one?"

"No! Wanna Daddah! No Tree-Angels - secret"

"Are you sure? It's a really good secret… it always helped my now grown-up children when they didn't want to brush their teeth."

"Me no brush tooth!"

You sniff once, making it unmistakably clear to all the guards present that you really only miss In-Ho's presence. And you don't even want to know the secret.

"Hmmm….okay then I'll just tell the circleleys…..", said the triangle and stood up to whisper to the circles…..something about the situation caused you to look over at the adult group and get distracted.

You slowly stand up and walk towards the triangle guard, tug once at the right fabric of the uniform on your right leg and raise your arms up to be picked up by the tree angel. The guard complied with this request and you can see a pair of dark eyes through the mask, which you examine with a mixture of sadness but also a little curiosity.

"What secret?" you ask and the triangle takes the toothbrush from the circle's hand and carries you closer to the sink.

"There is a special magic spell on the toothpaste today…if you brush your teeth with it, you will be a dinosaur in your dream…it is dinosaur toothpaste"

The room was silent for a moment. It was unmistakable that the triangle guard was an experienced father (unlike In-Ho in this area, who continues to learn every day through your influence…in both positive and negative ways). The triangle's voice had taken on something mysterious…as if it really was a big, important secret.

"Dinosaur?" - you tilt your head for a moment and look at the guard in such amazement that you forget the sadness that had just taken over you.

"Like T-Rex grrrrraaaa!" you say and make a loud T-Rex-like giggling noise which, thanks to the radio on the guard's belt, has probably made some of the other guards at their posts a little more awake.

"Right…do you want to brush your teeth now? You can tell us about the dream tomorrow morning, OK?" the triangle replied and you were excited about the idea because…dinosaurs are almost as exciting as princesses and snowy kingdoms…you reached for the toothbrush and tried to brush your teeth…at your almost 3 years old, it worked…well…rather chaotically and some of the toothpaste landed on the right sleeve of the guard's uniform as you scrubbed up and down with the toothbrush…after a few moments you made a whining noise.

"Tree Angel, help?" - and you hold out the toothbrush to him….the triangle guard helps you and a few minutes later your teeth are clean…thanks to the dinosaur toothpaste…and you yawn tiredly and let one of the Circleleys pick you up and carry you out of the bathroom without protest…..before you leave the room, however, you have already fallen asleep and are laying your head on the guard's right shoulder.

"Tree-Angel, Circleley and dinosaur…grraaa," you murmur quietly before you completely fall asleep and are no longer aware of your surroundings.

It was a good tactic and solution from the triangle guard…the idea with the dinosaur toothpaste…especially since you really did dream about a dinosaur that night…and this dinosaur was trying to play catch near the pretty, colorful stairs.

Maybe that's your goal for the coming day…because with the world's best babysitters - you could definitely play catch…or hide and seek?

The END

[squibo]

[selfless-solipsist]

ye olde chaos is coming

"Till Weirdmageddon Do Us Part" (from a completely normal, definitely historical, not emotionally compromising future chapter.)

[pilotprojectvogelfrei]

Fashion Showoff (part 2)

A/N: Here’s the sequel of this thing that nobody asked for !

Designing outfits for him is actually pretty fun! Canonically in the fic he’ll have like 5 outfits at best, but whatever.

Source : @/haunthtml on Twitter, retrieved from Pinterest.

A/N: Also Holy crap dudes, it’s happening. Not entirely, but we’re frighteningly close to reaching it. Already he doesn’t look like a triangle at all, help. 😭

Now I wonder if Alex Hirsh ever browses the internet to see how his characters are interpreted by the fandom and what designs people come up with. It feels a bit like giving your children to an eccentric aunt/uncle and then getting them back and they look nothing like before.

[dragonmasteraltais]

I did not know why I didn't post my GIFs when I made them, and so I thought it was about time that I remedy such atrocities...

[lonelysa1lor]

I saw the portal glow or whatever

[cloislibrary]

The Place Between Sleep and Awake

Author: kcchameleon

Pairing: Lois/Clark (Smallville)

Publication Year: 2025

Genres: Angst, Drama, Romance

Word Count: <1k (Short Story)

Rating: T

Season/Era: Season 9, Metropolis Years, The Blur

Setting: Prime Universe, Canon Compliant

Other Important Characters/Relationships: N/A

Additional Tags: Blur Love Triangle, Lois Lane POV, Internal Conflict, Dreams, Post-Episode: "9x18 Charade"

Summary:

“Lois had dreamed about him for nearly as long as she could remember.”

[fvzzyelf]

you guys my voice is really low this morning gdskldf