#and there was hope! there was hope! and then it was dashed and i am not gonna lie it broke me

[makrustic]

Hello, I'm new to doing pixel art, and I have a question about your process (if you're okay answering it!) I was wondering if you work at a size around 200 pixels (or something similar) and then use "Sprite Size" to resize it to around 800+ pixels to make the image large enough to post? I've been messing around with aseprite to figure out how to get the blocky look of pixels while also having it be large enough to post, and this is the method I've found might work, but I don't know if there are any faults with it, and if there's a different way I should be doing it? Also I am so glad your art ended up on my dash a few months ago, your work is so beautiful and expressive, it's like nothing I've ever seen in pixel art, it totally lives in my head rent free now haha

Hey there, that's a good question about workflow and shiz, thank you for asking this! For me, I usually work at say 320x180 pixels on a piece, and if you resize that up to 600%, that turns into 1920x1080. In Aseprite, doing the 'Sprite Size' resizing makes it so that the canvas itself is way bigger than what you started, making changes to it very hard if you do the resizing bit. If you want to make it big enough to post, without having to upscale the canvas itself, you can just go to File > Export > Export As, and then resize it to the percentage you want, which in my case, is 600%.

That way, you can basically export it to what size you want it to be, without having to change the canvas size itself, upscaling everything and messing up the piece. And bonus tip, if you want to export a size that's like, way bigger than the maximum percentage available on the resize, say you want the 320x180 piece to be 3840x2160, you can just export the 320x180 to 1920x1080, then take the 1920x1080 and export it to 200%, bam, 3840x2160, 4K. Hope this helps with the workflow stuff, and thanks for checking out my work, I really appreciate little messages like this! Go and make the world your oyster.

[memorys-skyscraper]

please pray for the hephaestus sprint nuke in these trying times

[erisvansserra]

The Witch and The Viper | Eris x Reader

A/N: Hey guys! here is chapter 2 to my Fanfic. Tbh i think it's a little longer than chapter 1 ( which you can find on my page) Only light editing done because I am tired from work Anyways have fun! No triggers

You can read part 1 here

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Y/N sat on a couch in the Night Court townhouse, a book on the courts history propped on her legs. Rhysand sent y/n an invite to stay at his house for a few days to meet his High lady, Feyre. The two were introduced on casual terms, then spent the whole night sharing a bottle of wine by the fire place. The next morning Y/N asked Azriel to bring her a book from the court library and here she sat, eating the book up. History was her favourite subject to read about, along with court law and policy. However , when she needed a break from all the books on past wars and legislations, she turned to romance novels. She never doubted a good romance novel paired with a glass of wine and a cozy fire could cure any illness. "Good morning y/n" Feyre chimed as she entered the sitting room, her mate by her side. Y/N looked up at the high lord and lady, giving them a bright smile "good morning" she greeted, closing the book in her lap. Rhysand was dressed in his usual all black, where as his mate chose leggings and an oversized jumper, the look of casual comfort. "I'm glad to see how interested you are in our court y/n" Rhysand smiled " to keep you in the loop we have a.. guest stopping by for a meeting today, I hope they don't bother your studies" he continued. Even though his smile was broad, y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of uneasiness at his comment of "guest". "I was just about to put it down actually" she said, reaching over and placing the 800 page book on the coffee table. "Oh good, I wish to introduce you to my sisters while Rhysand has his dull meeting" Feyre rolled her eyes and smiled to the witch of winter. After a few more words were exchanged y/n got up and went into the guest room to get changed. As she joined Feyre in the foyer she mulled over the interaction she had with the high lord and lady, she made a mental note to bring it up later.

As the day went on y/n learned three things.

One. Feyre's sister Nesta was awfully rude. Two. Feyre had a lot of patience. Three. Her sisters, like her were made.

When they returned to the townhouse later that afternoon, Feyre urged y/n to stay outside with her until the meeting was over. Y/N didn't want to cause trouble in a different court so she obeyed and sat with Feyre to watch the sun set over the mountains. It was truely beautiful, as the day became dusk the sky was painted with pink and purple hues. The cool air that swept through the night court always smelt sweet to y/n, like the whole court was constantly baking fresh goods.

Once the last beams of sunlight struggled to surpass the top of the mountain, y/n started to hear raised voices from inside the house. She looked to the High Lady who was also trying to eves drop on her mates meeting. "it's probably nothing" she assured then turned her attention back to the sky, her blue eyes dashed over the horizon like she was trying to photograph every colour in her mind. Y/N nodded her agreement, as her mind drifted she couldn't help but think about how odd Rhysand seemed earlier. Is this why he invited her here? who was he meeting with? why was it a secret? is it some political strategy meeting that was not to leave this court? Her mind raced, she had seen this exact scenario in so many of the books and reports she had read, it never turned out well. Beside her the HighLady chuckled, turning her attention back to y/n, she lifted an eyebrow and waited for Feyre to speak. "Your mental shields were down.. sorry I overheard every thought" she smiled and leaned over to grab y/n's hand. Snapping her shields back into place she retracted her hand away from Feyre. "I don't like having to keep my thoughts private" y/n warned in a cool tone. "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you" Feyre said quickly lifting both of her hands in a sign of apology " But to ease your nerves, Rhysand is only establishing a new trade with another court.." she continued. Y/N did not believe a single word that came from her mouth, but decided against questioning it. She turned her attention back to the setting sun, the sky truely representing the court she was visiting. Then the front door opened. Y/N watched as a tall, red head man dressed in Autumn Court finery left the townhouse. Like he scented her on the wind, he slowly turned his head in her direction and walked over. Y/N stood at his approach, her hands clasped behind her back, puffing out her chest as she peered up at the Heir of Autumn, his canine teeth on display as he smirked down at her. "Hello, little witch" He purred with a voice of velvet "Hello Eris" she greeted back, her eyes darting between his auburn ones. "What are you doing here?" Y/n asked tilting her head to the side studying his features. His smirk turned into a charming smile as he leaned closer to the witch of winter, the tip of his nose almost touching her own. "I could ask you the same thing" he cooed, she felt goosebump raise on her arms as he spoke to her. His scent was a mixture of whiskey and smoke, y/n allowed herself to revel in it a little. But before she answered him, Rhysand crossed the threshold. "You're supposed to be leaving, eris" he reminded as his violet eyes darted between the two, a quiet threat that y/n knew wasn't for her lingered in the air. Eris rolled his eyes then straightened his posture, turning to look at the High Lord that was gesturing to the stairs before him. "Always a pleasure Rhysand" Eris scoffed as he walked away from Y/n, his back muscles rippling as he walked down the stairs and made his way to the dirt road. Y/n didn't realise she was following the Autumn court male until her feet were on the top step of the stairs, she leaned against the railing and watched as Eris winnowed away. "I didn't know you two knew each other?" Rhys asked, tucking his mate into his side as they joined y/n on the steps. "We don't know each other very well" y/n answered honestly, not looking away from where eris winnowed away "he just lives next door" she joked.

Feyre and Rhys chuckled at her comment, finally pulling her eyes away from that dirt road. Feyre left Rhysands side to link arms with y/n, together they walked back inside and sat for dinner. No mention of Eris was made that night.

Two days later she was back home, but on this morning she didn't care about her walk. She wanted to talk to him. She walked to usual place their patrols crossed paths, but to her surprise Eris was already there, waiting for her. She approached him slowly, making sure to note the area around him incase someone was lurking behind a tree. Eris wore his usual riding uniform with complementary knee high boots, his red hair was slick back and messy like he had just woken up. "Hello Eris" she greeted casually, her toes just on the line that separated their two courts "want something?" she continued. Eris turned on his charm and smiled at the witch of winter, only it did not have the affect he hopped it would. Y/N's mind was steel when it came to court affairs, she had read too many books to not know when something was a miss, wether it was her court or not. "I just wanted to see you" he answered, his boots crunching on the foliage as he approached the edge of his border. "Liar" she cooed softly to him, his eyes shone with something she couldn't place as the word left her lips.

Sighing deeply he rolled his eyes and shook his head, his arrogance was plastered on his face as he looked to her again. "Is that anyway to speak to an heir?" he asked raising an eyebrow "do heirs often lie to their bordering courts?" she retorted, crossing her arms over her chest. Eris was fully aware, as most people are, of how well read y/n was. How strategic and almost menacing her presence was in any war room, based on her knowledge alone she was a threat and an ally. He licked his lips slowly as he studied her, trying to find the right words to say that may ease her suspicions of that night in the town house. "What is it you wish to ask, witch?" He asked, matching her stance and crossing his arms, almost like he was mocking her. "What were you truely doing in the night court?" finally, she had asked the question that had been plaguing her for the last 48 hours. Courts having meetings with each other was normal, what wasn't was an heir meeting a high lord for a trade deal.. and fighting about it.

"You know I can't tell you" he chuckled warmly, his face brightening as he watched her face turn from stoic to frustrated. Eris couldn't lie to himself, he found her question.. cute, endearing even. The fact she thought she could pry the truth from him made just by asking a simple question made his lips quirk up into an easy smile. Y/n's arms slacked to her side as she huffed in frustration, Eris let out a breathy laugh in response. She looked back to him, her eyes blazing with determination, the magic on the tip of her tongue but before she could coax the answer out of him, she stopped. "Do it" he urged his eyebrows furrowed as he marked her movements "Coax me witch" he challenged, his demeanour changing from casual courtier to powerful heir.

"I'm not going to use my powers on you eris.. and stop calling me that" she sighed and ran a hand through her hair. They were at a standstill, one had information the other so desperately wanted, but neither wanted to go to extremes to obtain it.

Y/N huffed another sigh and turned on her heel to trudge back up to the winter court castle. "Where are you going now?' Eris called after her "Home" she called back almost loosing her footing on the slippery grass. Eris watched her leave from his place against the tree. He wanted to call out to her some more, challenge that intelligent mind of hers further. But he found himself unable to speak, not because of a curse or a charm, he just didn't want to ruin the drive she had to figure it out. He shrugged and pushed off the maple tree, turned his back on the winter court and walked back to his forest home.

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

hello lovelyy, hope ur doing good! 🫶🏼 can i request a studying w college matt fluff? where he is like all boyish and sweet and perfect and boyfriend ughhh

ps.: yes I KNOW i only request for him 😭 but im new to the fandom and obsessed w him.. sometimes i feel like the hype on him is kinda gone idk.. so if you do not feel like writing, it its all good! thank uuu and love ur blog! 💐

hii my angel!! I am and hope you are too!! so so cute and ofc!! it depends on who you follow bc matty gets lots of love on my dash. if you want i can rec some matt writers? but if you follow me, I have a feeling you probably follow them already😭 thanks for requesting, hope you like it💌

he’s the prettiest

STUDY BUDDIES.

college matt murdock x fem!reader — fluff

word count. 353

At the end of every school week, you and Matt would have a long, laborious study session to complete all assignments before the weekend rolled around. They would be tedious, but they were worth it when it meant you could have a couple of days together, interrupted and enjoying the other's company.

You would always be far more productive when you were in the presence of your boyfriend, though most would think otherwise. His silent encouragement and support would give you the push you needed to work through your copious papers and assignments - his hard work ethic also rubbing off on you.

You were in your dorm, you at your desk, Matt laying on your bed - braille papers bunched and resting atop his chest —disregarded—

Both of you were trying to cram as much as you could before calling it a night, each of you far too tired to be using your brains in the way you currently are.

"I can't do anymore," you sigh, twisting in your chair to face Matt. "My head will explode," you playfully groan, standing to join him on your bed. 

"I can help?" he offers, scooching across the mattress - making more space for you.

You flop beside him and curl into his side, head resting atop his paper-covered chest. "No. No, absolutely not," you laugh softly, far too weary to give it any more than that. 

"I didn't mark you down as a quitter," he lightly chuckles, stroking a hand up your spine - gently nudging you closer to him. "Shame on you," he teases, pressing a kiss into the top of your forehead.

You peer up at him, his signature boyish smile out and on display. "Did you even finish your assignment?" you ask, gesturing to the papers beside him. 

He hums, tone somewhat sleepy. "Forty minutes ago."

"Forty?" you repeat, lifting your head from his chest, trying to find signs of a lie on his face. "What have you even been doing for forty minutes?"

He hesitates, the corners of his lips tilting back up into a soft grin. "Listening to you."

[buttertrait]

📩 simblr question of the day: any other simblrs that you love

i did something similar to this a while ago but i just wanna spread some love because there are so many amazing and talented people and i just hope you all know i appreciate all of you! (also this post is super long so i apologise i advance)

@squea honestly you are such a sweet person and you’re so so talented! you inspire me so much and you already know i appreciate you but i really do and i’m so thankful to call you my friend💛

@circusjuney june, you are so cool. not only are your edits amazing, you can make poses as well??? you’re so talented and also i love talking to you you’re honestly so lovely and so sweet <3

@youredreamingofroo you have such cool and chill vibes, and your renders are amazing!! i also love reading about your ocs and stuff or seeing the stuff you reblog that reminds you of them, i told you this already but i legit stalked roo and leo’s tag the other day because i wanted to find out more about them!

@druidberries you already know ily, but honestly i am so invested in the tjol gang i love seeing them pop up on my dash and hello the latest update??? i am so excited for baby 3!! also ofc butterberries is the best duo and no i will not accept criticism thank you💛

@sunyos jaci, every interaction i have with you is so chaotic but you never fail to make me laugh so hard! you are honestly so chill and i love seeing your sims so much and i just love talking to you!!

@fizzytoo i love your sims and your gameplay screenshots so so much! honestly your postcard legacy was one of the reasons i wanted to get the horse ranch pack bc you just made it seem so fun! you also just have such good vibes! (also i saw your posts about playing sdv, i’m expecting updates from your farmer butter!!)

@stellarfalls literally where do i even begin. i mean if you haven’t seen bree’s edits already i’m going to assume you’ve been living under a rock? just so talented and honestly you inspire me so much (although i don’t think my edits will ever be on your level)

@stinkrascal honestly again just such a sweet and lovely person!! also i just love your vlad so much and i love reading your story like i love learning more about your characters and their backstories!

@alelelesimz honestly where would we be without your cc free townies, thank you for your service🫡. but not only that the way you style your sims in general is amazing like their outfits are always so so good

@solargrove you are so so sweet! despite the fact we don’t interact much you sent me such a lovely ask after i was upset by that anon and it just really cheered me up! not only that but your builds and your gameplay screenshots always have such a nice warm and cozy vibe to them like they literally can i live in your game pls?

@folkbreeze your edits your gameplay are so so good every time! your screenshots are always so full of life and literally look like they belong in a photo album i love it so much and i just love the way that you edit them as well

@eljeebee such an amazing story teller! if you guys aren’t following lana you should be!!! you put so much love into your stories and it really shows they’re so good! also you are so lovely and have always been so nice and supportive and i appreciate it so much💛

@citrlet honestly i’ve said this so many times at this point but you are so lovely! also your screenshots are so pretty and soft and i love them so much! i also love seeing your stardew valley screenshots like i really love the fairycore/cottagecore vibe <3

@crazy-lazy-elder-sims i’m so sorry i sound like a broken record but you are so lovely!!! every time i’ve interacted with you you’ve just been super sweet or supportive and i really appreciate it! also in general just the fact you reblog so many posts and support so many people is really nice to see honestly i always love seeing stuff that you reblog whether that be sims or not!

@windslar honestly your gameplay screenshots and your edits are so good!! and literally where would simblr be without your psds we would literally be so lost like they’re so good and so useful

@orbitsuns your gameplay posts are so pretty. they have such a sweet and wholesome vibe to them if that makes sense? esp your secret garden screenshots they just feel very cozy and wholesome. also you have the sweetest vibes <3

@wildmelon you have always been one of my biggest inspo esp when it comes to fantasy! also even though you don’t just post sims i love your blog so much. it has such a whimsical vibe and i just always associate you with fantasy <33 (also your sims are STUNNING)

this is already super long so quick fire of some of the other people on here that i love and that you should go show some love to as well @glittermutt @simelune @cottageivy @thefunniestjester @flovoid @finnsim @kopimoss @futurelabs @velvet-disc @aliengirl @zleepyhollow and so so many others that i’m probably missing honestly anyone that i follow has inspired me in some way or another and i appreciate each and everyone of you 💛💛 also just anyone who has liked commented on or reblogged any of my posts i appreciate it so so much thank you all for being here 🫶

[nqmonarch]

Aeon Lover AU Part 2

Characters: Aha, IX

Note: This AU I plan to eventually make Yandere, not in this part but I feel like it's good to let people (my fellow small crowd of Aeon lovers) know.

You stared at Aha's human form, not breaking eye contact as a manic grin stayed on their face. "So you're Aha?"

"Maybeee, maybe I am, maybe I'm not! Does it matter? I'm just here to help you!" They said trying to act all innocent, and blinking their long eye lashes once and then twice.

You paused for a moment, observing the person in front of you. You took a step forward and Aha remained still completely oblivious to your nefarious intentions. You reached your hands out to them and they immediately grabbed them with their own, interlocking them. Holy shit-- your whole body overloaded with that move as your face begin to burn and jumped away.

"Wasn't that what you were trying to do?" Aha asked coyly, smiling at you and holding their empty hand out to you.

You grabbed onto their hand, trying to move it out of the way of their body, "No, I'm trying to undress you," Aha froze at your words mouth twitching, "This body is just a medium right? I'm hoping you didn't steal it... But if you created it I want to see if there's any discrepancies between it and a human body." Perhaps there'd be some kind of dead give away?

The only thing that suggested that Aha wasn't human was their other worldly beauty. "Why did you choose to be so attractive anyway? How much can you change your form?" You asked leaning closer to observe them, a small mole rested beneath the tip of their left eye.

Now that Aha's hand was successfully pushed to the side you tried to remove your hand from it, only to feel their fingers dig into your skin and your hand unable to move. Whatever, you didn't mind holding hands with them the warmth felt nice and made your heart race, albeit that was a bit distracting.

Aha had leaned away from you a bit, their red lips quivering as they held in a laugh before breaking into full out giggles. "Ahaha, you're so forward Y/N," Their eyes flickered over to you, "If you wanted to sleep with me you could've just said so?" They teased you.

You paused at their words, that... being with an Aeon were you worthy of that? Could anyone be worthy of that? Fantasizing was one thing but... if you were given the chance... your head was getting too muddled with thoughts of this. Aha was just joking anyway but if there was an Aeon that would be up to sleeping with a human for fun then... it would probably be Aha wouldn't it?

"What did you mean earlier when you said you were here to help me?" You asked changing the topic and averting your eyes from them. You tried to pull your hand away again but it stuck to Aha's. Your head shot up, "Did you glue our hands together?!"

Aha laughed, staring down at you, "I was going to be your wingman for an Aeon but--"

"Really?!" You perked up immediately throwing your other arm around Aha's back and holding him closer. You didn't bother moving your glued hand and instead kept it in Aha's grasp. "That'd really be amazing!" It was no wonder Aha would find entertainment from trying to set a normal human up with an Aeon.

You'd read that he once picked up a random worm and made it incredibly intelligent to try and grab the attention of Nous. When it failed he discarded the worm without a second thought. It was weird to think you were on the same level as a worm but hey, it gave you a chance to maybe meet another Aeon. You stared at Aha's face, noticing the slightly furrowed sharp eyebrows and their eyes cast downward. You wondered if they'd show you their Aeon form one day?

Either way they seemed a bit upset right now? Annoyed? Perhaps they were just holding in their laugh super hard right now. You deemed that it was probably the latter as a smile overtook their face.

"Of course! " They grinned letting out a small giggle and holding up their entwined hand with yours, and dashing behind you, "I'm so sad! You're over me already!" You knew it was a joke but for some reason you felt a great feeling of heartbreak come over you. You felt like falling to your knees but you stood still anyway feeling one of Aha's arms circle around your neck.

You smiled despite the discomfort, "Well every Aeon is beyond interesting. It'd be nice to meet..." You felt like you were choking, "another one. Obviously, I don't imagine anything beyond meeting them," You admitted feeling your insecurity well up.

Aha laughed wildly and for once you felt on edge around them. You had been acting rather foolishly recently, trusting an Aeon especially one with such chaotic goals, you should be more wary.

"You want to see an Aeon's true form?" Aha asked you, and you could feel their breath on your ear.

Interesting if this was a body they made then they'd gotten the heat aspect down completely, from the warmth of their body to the heat of their breath. You wondered if at any point Aha had been a human. Tayzzyronth had been the last of its species. Nanook was suspected to have come from a planet riddled with destruction and upon seeing the destruction of the aftermath of Tayzzyronth and the Mechanical Empire rose to Aeonhood. But how did the majority of the Aeons start? What were they? Who was Aha before they were an Aeon?

"Wait," You froze finally registering Aha's question, "I... could see an Aeon's true form?" Your heart beat as fast as a humming bird.

"Do you want to? I think it'll be fun," Aha asked again, you could feel their abdomen shake against you and you realized how poorly this could go depending on what Aha found most entertaining.

You could see an Aeon which wouldn't care for you or even glance at you, like Nous. Or Aha may somehow know where Nanook is, and teleport you to that Aeon and... you'd seen what happened to the trailblazer when they met Nanook in the simulated universe. The trailblazer had been immediately killed. That being said Aha didn't really need your consent and you had an inkling that if you said no, you'd meet an Aeon's true form anyway. Plus, it's not like you weren't curious.

"Of course I do." You barely finished speaking before you felt a sudden amount of joy fill you, ecstasy flooded your senses, and your lips opened by themselves letting laughter escape them. The sudden amount of power distracted you from your inability to breathe.

You were in space. Yet you still felt warm, you felt unbearably happy, and you saw Aha in their human form behind you. They laughed at your expression, "My reveal should be the last!" They chattered on excitedly, "But you wouldn't really be able to be here without any help. So I lended a helping hand!" Their eyes were wide with joy and you felt the urge to pat their head.

So you did. "Thank you." They stared at you a bit stunned for a moment, cheeks with a bit more color than usual despite being in space, but you thought nothing of it as they grabbed onto your shoulders and turned you around.

"Look!" Their voice was quiet and strained, you could hear the smile in their voice.

But all of the warmth you felt quickly disappeared as you stared at the Aeon in front of you. Purple swirls and a black mysterious mass stared back at you for a brief moment. You looked into the abyss and the abyss looked back.

To an extent you'd always known that the world would eventually become nothing. That everything you worked toward, no matter how long it benefitted humanity, would eventually disappear with humanity itself. That the planets themselves would fall apart inevitably being swallowed by blackholes which would become nothing themselves. That one day even the fundamental parts of the universe would cease to exist.

That the nothingness you couldn't comprehend would one day be all there is.

You couldn't even sob. The fear that had existed in your body initially had turned into numbness, not numbness it turned into nothingness. You weren't afraid. You weren't anything. It was just

There was something holding you back. A faint warmth coming from your hand, which you found unable to move. You were stuck to something. Aha! You let yourself laugh, your mouth didn't move nor did any sound come out. It didn't feel as if you had a mouth or any form of a body but you did.

You knew one day everything you did would amount to nothing. That's why everything you did wasn't focused on the future. It was enough to enjoy the moment, and tomorrow. You'd had the opportunity to meet such a wonderful Aeon after all. You stared at the black and purple cosmos in front of you, the eyes on it no longer glancing your way. You no longer felt enthralled with joy or burdened with despair but rather, you felt like you.

Your life was insignificant in the grand scheme of things. That was exactly why you could enjoy in the beauty of what was insignificant. Of the flowers in Spring, of the creations in the simulated universe, of the people around you.

"How beautiful," Your voice came out soft as you gazed upon the lonely being. You smiled feeling a fire rise within you. No wonder there was a whole faction dedicated to making such a magnificent creature see the purpose in existing.

Aha laughed, "I'm surprised you didn't fall to nihility! Three cheers for Y/N!" The glue between your hand and theirs seemed to have faded away, as they brought their hands up to clap and cheer out your name.

"I don't know, you sound a bit disappointed," You watched IX disappear from your sight wistfully and then turned to Aha with a smile resting on your face.

Aha held a hand to their chest in offense as they gasped, "I am! You're so mean! Acting like IX is that interesting when we both know I'm ten times more cool!"

You flicked their forehead, "Let's head back to Herta's space station now." Aha laughed, finding amusement in the smallest of actions and the two of you returned.

You managed to find your way back to the topic of IX again. Aha, being an Aeon, had never felt the nothingness from IX and had asked you to describe it.

You went into as much detail as you could and then spoke in a serious tone, "I'm surprised I made it. I knew everything does eventually become nothing, and I knew it isn't nothing right now. I knew that it's less about the meaning of our existence and life and more about the meaning of every day. But the sensation of becoming nothing is... indescribable."

You paused trying to analyze the feeling you'd come across, "For a creature that doesn't know much or one whose only purpose is to live seeing the Nihility would be fatal. But humans... are beyond that. We still live but there are things we treasure above living and even the future of the whole universe." Your Aeon merch being one of them, "Even if one day those things were to disappear with everything else, it's enough for us to have had them in our lifetime. Maybe to an extent a permanent short sightedness is needed."

What you'd experience who can never be explained by any words, the absolute dread and despair. No matter how hard you tried to describe the sensation of nothingness to Aha you couldn't find the words. But you knew now how feeling nothing was worse than even feeling pain. Because from experiencing pain the pleasure and joy you later experienced became more defined and recognizable. You can only rise as high as the lowest you fall.

The good makes the bad worse and the bad makes the good better. They work in tandem. Even if the end result was nothingness for all of the time in between you still wanted to feel and you couldn't get rid of that innate want. Still your whole body trembled as you felt a smile rise to your face-- IX-- IX was just way too cool!

You turned to Aha, grabbing them and hugging them, "Aha! Thank you so much!" You grinned, you didn't want to tell them that their hand had been what brought you out of IX's trance, you wanted to keep that knowledge to yourself, "This may be the best day of my life yet!"

IX was a being withholding so much pain and despair, a creature just waiting for the end. But there was so much more than just the end. When reading a story, sometimes you know the two main characters will die that doesn't mean it isn't worth reading. And of course you wanted to show IX all there was.

Aha looked at you for a moment, face blank and speechless before hugging you back and erupting into laughter. You twirled the Aeon's human form around before letting go and began to ponder.

"Now I wonder... would it be possible for IX to take a human form?"

It would be difficult to bring the Aeon the beauties and wonders of life, as well as the pains considering they were just floating in the sky. It'd be easier if you could bring the Aeon around, but even if they did have a human form you weren't sure you'd be able to drag them around anyway. Even after surviving the encounter you got the feeling your emotions and will to live would numb around them if you spent a long time with them. You'd just have to get stronger first!

Okay writing the emotions IX gives you is a toughie DAMN don't know how I'm going to make the romance work out but I'm sure future me will work something out

I love you future me!!! :) <333 can't wait to romance IX show me what u got!!!

also when i wrote this line "When reading a story, sometimes you know the two main characters will die that doesn't mean it isn't worth reading." i went into one story knowing the two characters both died at the end by driving off a cliff and i still cried despite rarely crying, it was only 6 chapters and one of the best webcomics i've ever read to this day. so fucking worth it

i dont fucking know what powers Aeons have but i'm pretty sure super speed and shit is one of them cause in SU Qlipoth just like appeared at the beginning cus they thought Trailblazer was Akivili and if that creature can like teleport or do super speed fuck it everyone can.

[ms--lobotomy]

Starting this part at 1 am, iced coffee in hand. Thanks @angronsjewelbeetle for hyping me up. [Previous]

Summary: Typhus's showed up at your place uninvited. Oh no

Word Count: 1105

Content Warnings: I did not expect this fic to become a telenovela but HERE WE ARE, wound stuff,

Image Credit @squishyowl

The gate hung slightly open, and Typhus grinned at you before his eyes slid down to the merman. "I'm just here to check on the merman," he said, walking closer to you.

Every bone in your body screamed to run, but you held your ground. The pool was precariously close, but you had more pressing matters to attend to. You balled your hands into fists. Mortarion edged closer to you, his shoulders tensing up. His pupils had narrowed into slits. "You weren't invited," you repeated, your breath ragged as you shook.

"Listen," he said, before your name was on his lips. "This is bigger than you. This is bigger than me, even. We have proof that merpeople exist, and we can't let it get into the wrong hands."

"Maybe..." you said, taking a shuddery breath. "Maybe it already is."

Mortarion was at the edge of the pool, resting on the stairs. His eyes were intent on Typhus, and he said nothing, his yellow-green tail remaining still in the water. You moved closer to the pool, and Typhus followed you.

"Do I look like a fed to you?" he asked, a snarl beginning to creep into his voice.

"You..." you say, your voice faltering. He stepped closer to you, and you stepped back. Your bare foot caught the side of the pool, and you fell back. Mortarion was lightning-fast, moving to catch you as soon as he could. You fell back in his arms and looked up at him as he steadied you. His attention was focused on Typhus, and he had an angered expression on his face.

"You're a pest," he finished, turning his back and carrying you away. "I want nothing to do with you." You felt your heart beat in your chest. He turned around, shielding you from Typhus as he swam away, careful to at least keep your mouth above water.

Typhus stared at the two of you, dumbfounded. "You barely know me!" he exclaimed. "And you," he said, his attention shifting towards you, "I thought we were friends!" There was a bit of a hiss in his voice, he was clearly not pleased.

"I..." you croaked out before Mortarion put a finger to your lips. He looked over his shoulder to make sure Typhus couldn't see you before he started to stroke your hair.

"You are lucky that I am confined to this pool," said Mortarion, "otherwise I would have to teach you the hard way how my species kills. When I am healed, you will release me, and then you will pray that you never see me again."

Typhus looked closely at Mortarion, seeing your feet dangling out besides him. "Well," he spat, "I could tell everyone at work how close you and your little friend are."

You froze. Mortarion sighed, deposited you at the side of the pool, and turned around. He looked Typhus up and down. He was in the same uniform you were, except his pants, socks and shoes were still on.

"Who would believe you?" asked Mortarion, his voice cold. "Think about it. It's your word against ours, and you're outnumbered." His tail brushed against your legs, and you opened your mouth before he spoke again.

"When you release me, I can be easy, or I can be incredibly, extremely difficult for you in particular," he says, his expression a full-on glare now. You felt his tail against your legs again, the scales smooth against your flesh. "And for both of our sakes, I hope to be an easy release."

Typhus snickered. "What are you going to do, smack me with your tail?"

Mortarion pulled back for a moment before lunging out of the pool with a wet splash. He crawled towards Typhus, faster than he had any right to go. Typhus's eyes widened and his eyebrows were pushed down before he turned around, speedwalking before dashing at full speed out of your gate. You heard his car door slam shut, his car starting before he drove himself out.

"Mortarion, your stitches..." you mumbled, swimming towards him. You were sopping wet as you got out of the pool, casting the blanket aside before kneeling next to him.

"Please, I'll be fine," he grumbled, looking behind him. All but the tip of his tail was out of the pool. He turned around. "Ah, it may take a minute for me to get back in the pool."

"You're going to get infected," you protested. "Please, flip over. I need to look at your stitches."

Mortarion paused, then turned himself onto his back with a slight huff. You gasped as you saw the new scrapes on his body, old wounds newly bleeding and barely kept together by the sutures.

"Oh, oh fuck," you said, a shiver going down your spine. "Let me get the hydrogen peroxide, some bandages..." you murmured, running into the house as fast as you could. You left wet footprints where you ran, but you had miraculously managed to make it back with first aid supplies.

He was turned back on his stomach now, crawling back to the pool. "Mortarion, please, can you turn back over?" you asked, kneeling next to him.

He looked at you and turned over to reveal his stomach. There was dirt in his wounds, you noticed, and you grabbed a paper towel from your roll to clean it. As you pressed it to him, he winced.

"Oh," you said, pulling back a little. "It might hurt for a bit, but I promise it'll be less likely to be infected," you said, scrubbing the dirt out of each scrape, each cut.

"We have apothecaries in the sea," he said, letting you scrub the wounds clean. You used paper towel after paper towel, casting them aside with dirt and blood on them alike before you opened the bottle of hydrogen peroxide.

"This is going to sting a little bit," you said, pouring a little onto each wound. Tiny white bubbles fizzled out on him, and he looked down with curiosity rather than pain.

"Water does not normally do that," he remarked.

"Oh, this is hydrogen peroxide," you replied as you dressed the last of the wounds.

"We do not have that potion where I hail from," he said, watching you screw the cap back on the bottle.

"Don't drink it... or breathe it, now that I think about it," you said. "It kills bacteria, so hopefully your wounds won't get infected now."

"What a strange potion," he said as you put it down.

"Alright," you said, grabbing for the bandages, "I'm glad I splurged for the waterproof ones. Sit up, if you can?"

Taglist: @bispecsual@justeverythingnothingelse@bleedingichorhearts @nekotaetae@historitor-bookshelf

[cordiallyfuturedwight]

i really wanna, wanna, wanna just dance ♡

for @senor-hoberto 🌷| cr. 0613data

[starscelly]

it's that time of year again... new fans! old fans! general inquiring minds!!! i present to you this year's dallas stars primer!! as always, based more on Vibes and Personality than the cold hard facts (but there are cold hard facts). slides last updated as of April 3rd, 2024 (:

huge huge huge thank you to @oetter @saltandpepperbox and @stickypucky for constantly reading over my work and helping add to this <3 <3

as always if there's any further questions do not hesitate to send me an ask or message!! enjoy!!!! slides below + small blurb about starsblr community for those curious/interested

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AS OF APRIL 5th 2024: MAVRIK BOURQUE HAS BEEN CALLED UP FROM THE AHL, LIKELY DUE TO AN ON-AND-OFF INJURY SUSTAINED BY TYLER SEGUIN. CURRENT AHL LEADING SCORER (SINCE STANK HAS BEEN CALLED UP) AND VERY FUN AND FRENCH CANADIAN (:

If after reading all of this, you're interested in becoming more involved with the stars and stars community, please know on starsblr we are sooo insanely welcoming!!!! the lb tag is extremely active and has some of the funniest, nicest people you'll ever meet. we also have such a blessedly large gifmaking community, some great artists, and of course phenomenal fic writers, so there's no shortage of silliness and vibes. I really encourage you to scroll the tags and consume all of this work because it is truly SUCH a fun, lively place here!!

and again, as always, my dms and inbox are always open <3

[rjshope]

elven princes for my dearest @magicshop🌿

[pastadoughie]

i am literally begging people to stop putting sexism and transphobia on my dashboard please fucking think critically abt ur internal biases for 5 secconds and please accept even an ounce of critisism without assuming that someone is attacking you unfairly

alot of you have extremely sexist beliefs that you dont recognize because within social media as a whole these are incredibly normalized, covering blatent homophobia and misandry in tumblr buzzwords doesnt make you not sexist it just lets you be sexist and homophobic and transphobic in a way that is socially acceptable and incouraged within a queer centric space

i keep seeing posts talking abt how people actively like artwork (writing, photography, drawings) more when they find out its of a butch lesbian and not just a dude, and like, if your opinion on a peice of media can change solely based on the gender of the person being depicted by it, with zero change to the character, then that implies an inharent bias against men like, just because its men doesnt mean it isnt sexism

same thing where people think that media depicting gay men is better when it explicitly isnt written by a gay man, like that implies a fundimental disrespect of the work based on the sexuality and gender of the author. if you like an artwork but then you find out its written by a trans women, and all of a sudden you think its garbage, you are transphobic, but when people try to point this same bias out for the works of queer men this is largely written off.

i know ppl will argue abt punching up and whatnot, and while i do in some ways agree with that overall sentiment, i think that we should be striving to uh, not be sexist at all, rather then just being misandrists instead of mysogenists, like, if you only care about sexism when it hurts women/women ajacent people then you dont actually hate sexism you just want it to harm a different group of people, you dont hate the system you just want to be ontop of it and benifit from it

misandry and mysogeny present in different ways, they arent a directly comparable thing, different people have things worse in different ways so its rlly hard to take a group and say "this group has it worse", like yes generalizations like that can help in an extremely broad sense, but the world is not black and white and this kind of shit is mindnumbingly complex, trying to act like there is some kind of objective scoreing system for who is more oppressed then who is just unproductive and harmful

and moreover, someone having it worse then you doesnt make you less deserving of trying to make your situation better, i dont experience racism and in many many many ways i have it easier then poc people, that does not make me undeserving of support and that doesnt make me complaining or trying to better my situation unreasonable

we can care abt the lives and want to better the situation of different groups simoltaniously, we dont have to stop caring about racism because we want to better transphobia

i get that transwomen have it rlly bad and i do not experience the exact same struggles as them, and therefore cant comment on alot of them, but so often i see erasure of queer men in order to give more focus to transwomen, and just because trans girls go through alot of shit doesnt make that ok

one thing that people have to recognize about misandry and specifically transmisandry that you dont really have to see as much with its mysogeny counterparts is that they have far more attention and people care far more about activism for queer women/women in general, queer mens experience and specifically the transmasc experience is very very very often erased and written off even by supposedly trans friendly and queer sorces, people care more about butch lesbians then they do trans men dispite the insane ammount of overlap between the two groups, when researching about historical butch lesbians alot of them are just, trans guys that people are misgendering and mislabeling as butch lesbians because ooooo woemennnnn

being transmasc myself i can say that like, the erasure of trans men is an extremely large issue, for large swaths of history the experiences of trans people arent paid attention to at all, and even looking at media coverage today, if people are going to talk abt transgenderism they are talking about it specifically under the lens of trans women

this is largely because misandry (specifically, people thinking that having cock and ball makese u somehow predatory) makes trans women an easier punching bag, trans women get more attention because they are easier for radfems (misandrists) to be bigoted against in a more violent way, if you assume all men and amab people are violent and predatory by nature then this makes justifying violence against trans women easier

and yea being a punching bag for the media is fucking hard but it does mean that activism for that group is much much much louder, more people are complaining about trans women so more people know abt the specific issues they face

but dispite trans men yaknow, also existing and recieving a shit ton of transphobia and erasure over history they dont get talked about as much, people hate us and are violent twards us but we dont nessasarily get the same outrage for our treatment

trans men are just as often get the dismissal for being women, and the outrage for being men as trans women do we just dont get as much support and thats really difficult! often people seek to treat transmasculinism as some kind of new thing like, i get the comment often that "usually its boys that wanna be girls" and its like, no. its not. its simply that people care less about us

i think that its really easy to misenterpret me here so im gonna just get this out of the way, i dont think that women have it easier then men in a broad socital sense, but also, i dont nessasarily believe that means that my complaints are invalid, being a queer woman is not a walk in the park, and neither is being a queer man, and both groups experience homophobia transphobia and sexism in different ways, so acting as if saying one is objectively worse then the other is unfair and reductive

i think that if we want to get anywhere in regards to making it easier to be trans then we need to talk about all queer experiences, you cant just, only care about trans women you have to care about all trans people, and moreover queer people in general, this means you HAVE to be vigilant about people wrapping up sexism in a tumblr buzzword packadge, you need to consume things critically and you are not immune to pipelines, people dont just wake up and become radfems you get continually fed more and more extreme idologies, being fed things that you 90% agree with untill you eventually become completely removed from the groups you were supposed to stand with

you can care about the oppression of multiple groups at once, and if you think activism in any way involves the erasure of a certain group then you have fundimentally misunderstood what youre supposed to be doing, queer men exist and they deserve support and respect and you need to be able to support and respect them without being like "ohh she is soooooo trransfemme coded" like. men can be queer and still be men, they can be queer and still deserve your love and support, i am begging.

also yes i am aware that outside of my specific experience of tumblr people fuckin hate trans girls and women in general and they dont feel the need to do this shit. but that doesnt mean what im talking about is not an issue and is not something that people need to change and address. if you find urself doing this shit you have got to reflect on yourself, you arent immune to transphobia or homophobia or sexism ESPECIALLY if you think that you somehow are magically immune. nobody is. no identity is. everybody is suseptible to this shit and it takes active critical thinking in order to combat it

[lover-of-mine]

911 Hiatus Rewatch and Characters Saying The Name of The Episode:

5x09- “Past Is Prologue”

[jeeaark]

i’m sooo normal about how greygold doomed their relationship with the emperor for lae’zel and then doomed their relationship with lae’zel in hopes of saving the emperor, squid buddy cannot catch a break

Gonna dig out an old doodle to reiterate-

[ayaraki]

[sonicmarinermay]

1 Day until the Pirate Sonic and Shadow prompt list is released! 🏴‍☠️🖤💙

[dreamingpartone]

all fear gives way: the light looks after you