#and putting them in their bigger ones

[moghedien]

I’ve had plenty of pets that I had to feed live insects to, but I’ve never felt bad for the bugs or felt they really suffered until I got spiders

[tawnysoup]

the fritter (frin critter)

[superbellsubways]

fictional QPR chart cuz I've never seen one for those 👍

[justbuddiethings]

[ninjasmudge]

feeds your narilamb yuri juice

dude i have great news about my regular narilamb

[shkika]

thoughts on watcher if you've had time to play it?

im so happy you're here we welcome you!- rough wip

rambling in the tags about the dlc!

[fatedroses]

Some body type references and notes I wanted to make, especially before I redraw some of my old pieces (plus, a bit of him as an adventurer having a crisis of a realization), and also just personally how I HC the change between stormblood to now based on some in game refs I've been looking at.

[mrmeepsmadmind]

bee's protective nature over anyone persists even as a ghost & i think he sometimes forgets or doesn't care that only star can see him (sadly no touch tho) & will start shouting & angrily try standing between people who are mad at starscream even tho he can't be seen, he just wants to try & help anyways bcs STOP IT >:(!! BE NICE !!!! cried the ghost no one can hear or see except for the poor guy getting yelled at & trying to overhear the conversation over bee's frantic rebuttals while trying to discreetly let bee know it's ok while ALSO trying not to look Insane .

continued attempt at a 4am drawn doodle comic below

i might draw detailed later but yeah i just wanted to give yall this headcanon bcs i love starbee so much... the nagging wives finally finding their true loves... another nagging wife.

' you .. do know only i can hear and see you, unfortunately, right? or are you starting to go loopy, because i don't need another insane figure haunting me. I have enough already, as you can try and fail to imagine, little bee . '

' trust me, im Well aware .. of everything you just said . .. but i just. i couldn't just Stand there and do Nothing while someone talked to you like You were Nothing . that's not the autobot way. that's not- my way . '

' . . . '

[tcustodisart]

That Shadowheart figurine wasn't the only recent thing I painted

[the-bi-space-ace]

Call When You Need Me - Part 2

Read Part 1 Here

Fandom: The Bad Batch

Relationship: Echo & Rex, Echo & Hunter

Words: 1,952

Summary: Echo wakes up in med-bay. Rex isn't very happy with him.

Soooooooo I said I would work on Part 2 for this and I may have written it in literally a day.... this is definitely getting polished up and posted to Ao3 eventually because I love this concept too much to let it go.

Warnings for some tough love, discussions of injury, and brief mention of past traumatic events. also for copious amounts of ‘dad’ coming from Rex.

Tags for people I think may want to read it: @phantom-of-the-501st @girloffourhouses @saturn-sends-hugs @spicy-tomato-sauce @writingmonet @julijuli77

When Echo woke his mouth felt dry, eyes bleary as they stared at a grey ceiling. His body ached, pain swelling in every muscle. Nothing compared to the hot white pain of his abdomen but he didn’t have the strength to move his own hand. Looking around he could spot familiarity. The makeshift med-bay of their safe house surrounded him, supplies and machines scattered around the room. The cot underneath of him was made of thin materials they scrounged together. Not the most comfortable but not terrible. His armor was stacked in neat piles in the corner, clothes laid out on one of the desks that he could likely change into when he moved on from this, and next to that was his comm. What he was mainly interested in was the captain who pulled him off of that frozen planet, tapping away at a datapad in the chair beside his bed. 

“Still working, huh?” Echo asked. Rex’s head perked up as soon as he heard his voice. He sat the datapad down, leaning forward so his elbows rested on the cot, hands clasped together. The once over he gave was an appraisal of his state, and Echo didn’t even grumble as Rex’s fingers traveled over the pulse point on his wrist or the delicate skin under his eyes, testing the area for pain. By the ache Echo assumed he was bruised from the crash even there. Looking down now he saw the purple and red marks along his arm, likely more laid under the thin gown they’d dressed him in. Echo almost asked to see the wound in his abdomen but he didn’t want to see hurt bloom on Rex’s face while he obliged. 

Confident he wasn’t going to disappear Rex sat back, hands clasped together. “What happened out there?” 

For a long moment Echo didn’t answer. The lump in his throat - one he didn’t understand - made it difficult to. Eventually he had to shrug. “I got caught, the ship was shot down, I lost some time.” Rex waited like there was more but Echo didn’t continue, just stared at him, willing the panic slowly rising from his chest to slow. 

“That’s it? Nothing else you want to talk about?” Rex asked, nothing accusatory. Just the simple question, one that Echo vehemently disregarded with a sharp shake of his head. Frustrated, Rex stood, hands on his hips as he paced. “I completed the mission.” Echo didn’t want it to sound so small but he couldn’t help it. He hadn’t done anything wrong. He followed orders, did his job, followed protocol. 

”That’s not-” Rex rubbed a hand down his face. It took him a moment to compose himself before he sat down again. His face was painfully neutral. Echo braced for the worst. “Why didn’t you call for help?”

Don’t think about the cold.

”I couldn't compromise the mission.” 

”Bullshit, Echo, that’s bullshit.” Rex sighed, pressing the back of his hand to his mouth. They sat there, Rex mulling over his words and Echo refusing to speak, neither of them quite bridging the gap of understanding. Eventually he pulled his hand away from his mouth, pressing his lips together. “I’m in hyperspace, thinking this mission has gone off without a hitch, then I get a message.” 

“I didn’t mean-”

”It’s Hunter.“ Rex rolled over him, eyes piercing into his own as that anxiety crawled higher. “He asks me where you are, if I’m with you. When I say no he tells me he’s talking to you and you sound hurt. Imagine how shocked I was when I checked your tracker and you’re on a random planet midway through its winter.” Desperately he wished to be able to get up and walk away. Shame wrapped around his throat, trying not to lose his composure already. He couldn’t explain why he was so trapped in that moment, still feeling as though he’d been writhing under the metal pole trying to break free. 

With a deep breath Echo considered him. Same buzzed hair, same strength, same eyes, but Rex seemed older at this moment. Worried, frustrated. 

“My ship fell out of hyperspace, I can’t control that.” He croaked. Rex’s eyes softened but he worked overtime to keep his expression hardened otherwise. 

His eyes always did give him away. 

“You could’ve called me to help. Did you think I would just leave you there?” Rex asked. 

”No, I was…” It was his turn to feel frustrated. Lacking the words he really wanted, fighting that ball of hot discomfort that kept trying to wrestle itself free. Why couldn’t Rex just drop it? Let him stew in this feeling alone and accept his answers. “The mission is more important than me, Rex. It has to be.” 

“So you’re just willing to throw your own life away, even when you don’t have to.” Ice flooded through Echo’s veins, eyes widening at the stony neutrality on Rex’s face.

“That’s not what this is.” 

“Then tell me what’s going on with you.” Rex asked. Echo huffed, confused, cornered. As if he’d gotten the reaction he wanted Rex leaned forward, eyebrows lifting. “If what we’re doing is for the clones then that means all of us. It means you, too.”

“We know what we’re signing up for. We lose people, that's what happens.” Echo tried to talk with his hand, gesture to get his point across, but his arm broke out in pins and needles. Too early to move, then. 

”But we don’t have to. There are times that we can save each other. Mission or not.” Rex readjusted, folding his arms over his chest. “Why didn’t you call me?”  

Echo’s jaw clenched. “I don’t know.”

”Don’t lie to me. I know you better than that.” Their standoff was coming to a halt, that much Echo knew. He hadn’t been able to win one, yet, regardless of how much he tried. Rex wasn’t a captain for no reason. He fought his way there through grit and grime and made himself who he is today. Echo, while stubborn, wasn’t ever quite able to get him to back down. Maybe he should feel more grateful for that but, at this moment, all he wanted to do was throttle him. 

Echo swallowed around that pesky lump, clearing his throat to try and sound more put together. ”It was so cold. Like the chamber they kept me in on Skako. And the pain…It felt just like it did then. I couldn’t move, I was t-trapped, ugh.” He turned away as much as he could. Shame burned his face. He was meant to be over this. It was so long ago now. The gentle touch on the back of his hand made him jump but Rex’s fingers persisted, turning his hand so it was palm up. Fingertips slid across the expanse of his palm, drawing little shapes in distraction. He let a breath out through his nose. “Calling Hunter, I just wanted… needed someone and I dialed a number. The pain was so much, Rex. You were on a mission too and I just… I couldn’t risk fucking it up and sacrificing more clones. Not for me.” He found it within himself to turn back to Rex, despite how glossy and red his eyes must look, only to meet the sympathetic gaze of his captain. “I wasn’t sure if anyone had tried to follow me, but if you’d gotten away I didn’t want to risk you getting hurt, too. The network needs you, Rex.”

”It needs you, too. So do I.” Rex reassured, squeezing his hand. “I will come for you, no matter where you are. I’m not leaving you behind, I won’t make that mistake again.”  

“You didn’t do it on purpose.” Echo insisted, sniffing. The room was much less stuffy now that Rex wasn’t playing ‘bad captain’. Gaining some affection in the process was a decent plus, even if his body still felt like it had been hit by a speeder. Echo glanced down at where the rest of his body disappeared under the blanket. “How bad is it?” 

“We patched you up but you’ll be on strict orders to rest until we’re happy with your recovery.” Rex smiled when he rolled his eyes. Still somehow endeared to his whining about rest. 

“I could suggest a good spot to recuperate, if you’re in need of one, captain.” Hunter’s tired voice scared the living hell out of him, body jolting at the interruption. Whipping his head around the room he found no one else, but his eyes landed on the comm, sitting there as if it hadn’t been touched in ages. 

“Have you been there this whole time?” Echo hissed, shaking out his shoulders as best he could to rid himself of the momentary shock. 

“You told me not to hang up.” Hunter yawned. He must’ve been there for hours. However long it took them to get back here, not to mention the time in surgery, the time unconscious. All of that just to sit and wait, idly chat with Rex or Cody while they waited to figure out what would happen. There was a deep ache in his chest then, one that brought that thickness back to his throat and burned his eyes.  

“I think leave would do you some good.” Rex mentioned with a tilt of his head. 

Echo scoffed. “Great, now you’re both ganging up on me.”  

To his credit, Rex did smile, fond. “I’m not kicking you out. When you’re healed and ready again, give me a call. Instead of letting yourself bleed out in the cold.” It wasn’t an ask but Rex had a way of phrasing it like one. Making Echo think he was making the decision. He may have let the moment draw out a little, just to keep up the facade that he was in fact the one in charge here, then sigh, head swiveling towards the comm.  

“You didn’t let anyone call dibs on my bed, did you?” The gentle chuckle through the speaker drew his own smile into the light. 

“It was touch and go there for a minute but it’s safe.” Hunter’s voice was gruff, thick with exhaustion. He’d really sat there waiting, huh? The thought warmed the parts of him that were still touched by the planet’s icy storm. 

“I’ll get some of your stuff ready to go.” Rex squeezed his hand once more then let it go, stopping to smooth out some of the blankets where they’d been disturbed, brow pinched in concern. “Taking a break doesn’t mean you’re not a part of this. You always have been. I wouldn’t know what to do with myself if it weren’t for you.” 

“You get on just fine but… thanks.” Echo muttered, embarrassed by the praise. Somehow Rex always managed to do that at just the right moments. Knowing he’d gotten what he wanted Rex grinned then left them alone, the door sliding shut behind him. Echo let a few seconds of silence pass before addressing Hunter again. “Looks like I’m coming to you.”

“Want me to tell them or do you want it to be a surprise?” Hunter asked. Relief peppered his voice. 

“I do like keeping them on their toes.” He could see it now. All of them shocked he’d made it there without spilling it, half mad yet letting it go because their time was always short. That made his chest hurt, thinking about how little time they always had. He’d try not to mention it this trip. Who knew how long it would take to make a full recovery. As composed as he could he cleared his throat, voice choked. “I’ve missed you. All of you.” 

Hunter let out a sigh but he sounded no less tremulous. “Then get your ass in gear.”

[mobius-m-mobius]

He'll make it back.

Loki 1x05 // 2x01

[krilliondollars]

thanksgiving (Og image under readmore)

[profoundmakerdreamerss-blog]

Tomarry AU where Tom HATES this book he read because his favourite character dies a miserable death. So what if his favorite character was a no-named side villain? Why does it matter that he only had like seven lines (seven is Tom's favourite number anyways)? He was still gorgeous, smart and strong and beautiful — and it doesn't matter that others think he isn't all that because they would never know him— understand him like TOM DOES.

An AU where Tom has a healthy obsession with a character named Harry Potter, a no named baron's son who was the first to go against the king (MC's father, and the mc who is incidentally known as Draco Malfoy, ahem anyways); he tries to “poison” him. But he gets caught or to be more precise he ends up sacrificing himself for the common girl Hermione Granger (the female lead, I'm sorry guys but imagine the fucking drama.) who gets blamed for his transgressions.

But that is not why Tom falls for this weak villain, no — it's because he respects how this no-named orphan became a baron on his own two feet without anyone being there for him especially in a world where old money and title is everything— and he hates how he had to give his life for the MC to notice the female lead? (Harry is better looking and smarter than her anyways — Tom, in an online forum perhaps.)

Anyways, now imagine Tom dying (he hated it so yes he ends up looking for immorality anyways.) and waking up in the world he hated. Now imagine, Tom Riddle, waking up in the body of a Duke who wasn't even given a name in the novel. (He would know because he has a photographic memory, ok? It's totally not because he read it more than 14 times) and then saying fuck it and owning it.

Just think, Tom taking over the world slowly with his worldly knowledge while trying to keep Harry alive because even though he was right about Harry being smart; the guy treats his life like Draco treats his money - you get the idea.

[lizasweetling]

To be Fair to Kjarl:

He's never even met Klaus- he has almost no idea how narratively inevitable that man is (this is probably a new way of saying 'hard to kill' even for Klaus!)

[ghostwaffleheimer]

It's a really weird feeling watching the DMC anime (I had to sit through it twice btw) and being disappointed by it because all I can notice are things it got *wrong*, meanwhile most of the people around me like it and have no problem handwaving the issues with "well it's a reimagining/it's not canon". Yet the more I think about it, the more I find myself being annoyed by even small things that weren't handled well or barely made sense, and the more I find myself disliking it.

...Especially the last episode and that fucking green day 'murica montage. Like what the actual fuck was that?

[bonetrousledbones]

i am sending this ask to a bunch of people. the reason is that i am curious. here it is.

what is your favorite thing about Papyrus in undertale?

do you think Papyrus will be important in deltarune?

what do you think will be Papyrus' role in deltarune?

what do you think of the "Papyrus is the Knight" theory?

what do you think his age will be? adult or teenager? (kid is not an option cus it would be stupid and no fun)

in what chapter do you think he will show up?

if Papyrus is the Knight do you think he will be nice or evil?

if Papyrus is the Knight do you think he knows what the Roaring is?

you are the fourth person i am sending this to.

well lucky you, you caught me in a rambling mood!

i talked more about this a lil while ago now, but to me the biggest appeal of papyrus is that i relate to him a whole lot, lol. his specific form of loneliness where he's very clearly trying really fucking hard and clearly doing all the things people say you're "supposed" to do to try to make friends, but it's just. not working, for whatever reason. it's a pretty hard-hitting feeling for me and it hits deep, and while it's not necessarrily a good feeling, it's definitely my favorite part of Papyrus if only for how well communicated and "real" it is.

putting the rest under a cut because it's gonna get long lol

when it comes to deltarune, my biggest thought towards it since way back in 2018 has been "i don't have any way of knowing what the hell is going on in that dog's brain." so i don't tend to speculate on the game very much outside of fun hypotheticals! i've honestly never been much of a theorist, i prefer letting everybody else be crazy while i'm just sitting back and letting things play out in their own time.

personally, i'd say it'd be nice for papyrus to have a big important role, but in full honesty i do have some doubts about how likely that actually is. for one, he's very much rooted in being a comic-relief character, so he very rarely seems to be written seriously in general, and for two, i don't think he would have much actual weight?

like, we know him as a character from undertale, and papyrus fans might know how mysterious he is, but most of the fandom doesn't see him as mysterious at all. on top of that, the characters in deltarune have no connection to him whatsoever. he's not one of their classmates, or neighbors they grew up with, or anything like that- he's just the grocery store clerk's shut-in little brother who nobody has ever met.

but, again, that brings me back around to "i don't know what's happening in that dog's brain." maybe they'll finally get to hang out with him & he'll become more involved in the story, or maybe he won't ever show up at all! idk!

naturally, all of that applies to my opinion on knight papyrus, too- it would be awesome and so so so so cool if it turns out to be real, but with the issue of nobody knowing him except sans, my faith in it gets a little dimmed. i do think the amount of hints that could connect him to it have been crazy, though, since most of them genuinely don't even feel like that much of a reach. i'll still be pulling out my cork board and red string whenever i possibly see a chance, rest assured

i really want him to be college-aged, ideally the same age as Asriel. one, so they can be besties obviously, and two, because if he suddenly becomes an underage character after ten years of papyrus fans fighting back against rampant infantilization i am going to fucking lose it

my own headcanon until we get to actually see him is that he's much more nervous, borderline agoraphobic, and much more awkward since he hasn't met any of the people that he very likely gained a lot of his personality from in undertale. considering he spends all his time in a dark undecorated house, the angst-loving part of me genuinely really hopes he's not just gonna be written the same as we're used to, lol

and sadly- judging from the previews we've seen of chapters 3-4, and the fact that they'll most likely take place in kris's house and then the church, i have some doubts that we'll see papyrus on june 5th :(. then again, the light world sections are apparently long enough to need their own save points, so maybe that's a good sign too! i'm personally not getting my hopes up, but it'd be a very nice surprise if we see him at all before chapters 5-7, even if it's just a really quick cameo or something :>

and finally, as for what he would be like as the knight & if he would know about the roaring, i actually thought about this some time ago too! i think he could know about the roaring and even actively be trying to cause it, but i don't think that makes him evil, per se. he doesn't know anyone in this town except his brother, making him even more desperately lonely than he was in undertale, and he's not even trying to overcome it this time around.

so, i think he'd get too attached to the fact that darkners literally have to like lightners and want to be their friends, and he'd want to cause the roaring either to be able to live in a world like that forever, or to then stop it himself and make friends by becoming a "hero." i can imagine him being not evil, and honestly not even all that bad (if you ignore the "casting the world into darkness to maybe make some friends" part), just really, really desperate.