#THEM RAHHHHH

[teen-wolf-quotes]

Stiles: Lydia, get up, okay? You’re gonna dance with me. I don’t care that you made out with my best friend for some weird power thing, I don’t- Lydia, I’ve had a crush on you since the third grade. And I know that somewhere inside that cold, lifeless exterior, there’s an actual human soul. And I’m also pretty sure that I’m the only one who knows how smart you really are. Uh-huh, and that when you’re done pretending to be a nitwit you’ll eventually go off and write some insane mathematical theorem that wins you the Nobel Prize.

Lydia: A Fields Medal.

Stiles: What?

Lydia: Nobel doesn’t have a prize in mathematics. The Fields Medal’s the one I’ll be winning.

[spooksier]

take and have something taken away

☆ prints | patreon | comics ☆

[nottsangel]

i have three holes for a reason

[zhombiez]

hey chat, been a while?

tf brain rot has me in it’s clutches again, so enjoy some really rushed and bad sounrod art ^^

[gaymerhowell]

“have fun at work sweetie <3”

“ugh fuck off .-.”

[0zymand1as]

Guys I actually love them I need to see them be soft w each other

[s3rrrpentine]

alerudy ⊂( ´ ▽ ` )⊃

[gummii-teef]

Late night OP doodles

[natkidding]

The whole bloonini gang!!! i wanted to draw them for so long and now theyre out in the world 😥

time to past out

[fishdiva]

snakey doodle

[quotidianish]

Mom-mercs! Ma, mama, maw, and mum.

[misalsmistake]

they call him the water pillar for a reason ahahahaha 🌊🌊🌊🌊

giyuu throws his head back, residing in the soft material of your shirt. the sweat coating his face sinks into the fabric and you cringe at the moist feeling. your hand trails up to firmly grip his face, forcing him to look at himself in the mirror, forcing him to look at the way you furiously pump his cock with little remorse, the tip flushing a bright red. he lets out an audible whine, face transcending into a deep shade of pink. embarrassment soaring throughout his body, "look at yourself giyuu" your tone was honeyed, "don't you see how beautiful you look?" you flash him a wicked grin.

he parts his lips to respond with a subtle smack, but words die on his tongue. being replaced with a sultry moan as your thumb drags over his slit, his abs clench and his body convulses, signifying he was reaching his high.

"pa-pa-plea-" he chokes on his words "c-cumin' I'm--" he sputters incoherent words, "go ahead n'cum giyuu, you've been such a good boy for me" you praise, continuing to stroke him as he feverishly nods.

he spills into your palm, every muscle in his body clenching as he orgasms. he murmurs quiet "thank yous" once his climax subsides. you hum in contentment as he slumps against you, "you did a great job giyuu, so proud."

[ghost-with-a-teacup]

Biker!Simon who brings you to a cliffside view somewhere a little out of the way, the twinkling lights of the city below shining brightly.

Biker!Simon who's so thoughtful when he's riding, careful not to hammer down on the throttle too fast, or shift gears too roughly.

Biker!Simon, whose gloved hand in your own is still so, so warm.

Biker!Simon, who presses his helmet to yours where your lips might touch otherwise, hazel eyes gazing into yours with unfettered adoration. And you just knew he loved you more than anything.

[viivenn]

crazy ship again !!,1! ! alcina and brienne !!!1! !?!

(armour inspired by classyfruit and annasassi <3)

you guys have no clue the amount of planning i’ve put into alcina and brienne after seeing that one person’s artwork… i love you , whoever you are , please accept my hand in marriage /j

no but srsly someone please😩 this makes me all giddy n shit😔

[h3lian]

So long story short was working on making ref sheets for me and @marsmalowe’s superbat designs cause I wanna draw the two dorks more—- they helped direct me with Clark’s and wanted him to mostly be based closely off Tom Welling. Bruce is my amalgamation of Dan Mora and Greg Capullo Bruce designs—- ANYWAYS IM THROWING THEM HERE. I’ll try finishing them later on and play with more expression practice cause I got da brainrot 🫡💕💕💕

[aerostaticsurrender]

The Satellite Rank in a World With No Space Travel

I’ve wondered for a while about the reason the word “satellite” is used in the RCM to describe a rank when, apparently, space exploration or travel is impossible in Elysium due to the pale. I love the meta’s, fics, art, that uses a space motif for Jean as much as the next guy, but, canonically, there are no space stations, no satellite tvs. It’s unclear even how much awareness Elysium’s population has of other planets, of the motion of moons… they talk sometimes about stars or naval navigation… (I could write a whole post just about how the lack of modern astronomy knowledge would affect language, metaphors, art in the world of Elysium… the implications are fascinating.)

Where, then, is the term satellite coming from? Even if in 52’ they are starting to work on sending high altitude balloons or prototype satellites up, the RCM has apparently been using the term “Satellite” for a long while.

Maybe everyone else already knew this, but I’d never known that the word satellite had an established definition in english well before it was used to describe celestial phenomena.

The term originally comes from the latin “satellit, satelles” meaning “escort or attendent”. Webster gives us the definition, “one who escorts or follows after an important person.” From the Lewis and Charles latin dictionary we get “A lifeguard,” “an accomplice.” My french is rusty, but from the Dictionnaire illustré latin-français we are given “les courtisans,” “compagnon ou compagne,” “serviteur.” A courtisan, a wife or girlfriend, a servant or domestic respectively.

To double down etymologically, the word satellus (simply another form of the word satellit) is literally the diminutive of the word satḗr, meaning “the possessor”. I.e. satellus would mean “the possessed.”

In latin the word satellit was often used to name the followers or worshipers of a deity. If we dig back a bit further, we come to the Proto-Indo-European “Tek-” meaning, “to take by the hand” or “to receive.” The greek words stemming from this same root include the word for “possession,” “property,” “a domestic animal,” “live stock,” “taking, holding, keeping something as one’s own.”

Our astronomical use of the word satellite is actually a metaphor based on the earlier definition—ie the moon “escorts” and “attends” to the earth. The earth owns and possesses the moon. I’d always assumed the metaphor ran the other way, so to speak.

So in Elysium, a world in which the astronomical definition of the word satellite has not eclipsed the original connotation of the word, the rank of Satellite Officer might carry far heavier implications and associations than we’d at first assume.