#cosmic comforts;

[from-stars-to-shadows]

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Note: I got a really stomach turning anon yesterday and I've been feeling pretty badly about it so I decided to make a comfort fic on the subject of it. (basically an anon told me they were going to take Ani away from me.) I don't expect anyone to read this and I usually keep these fics to myself but if you do end up reading it, thank you.

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Kaden sat quietly on the edge of their shared bed, their hands nervously twisting the fabric of their shirt. The playful spark in their green eyes seemed dulled, their usual humor absent, they felt like a droid with it's power shut off.

Anakin, entering, paused in the doorway, his eyes narrowing as he took in their posture.

“My angel?” he said gently, stepping closer. His eyebrows furrowed in concern “What’s wrong?”

Kaden flinched, startled, before quickly shaking their head and averting their gaze. “It’s nothing,” they replied, their voice too small...too unconvincing.

Anakin frowned and dropped to his knees in front of them, his hands resting on their thighs. “You’re a terrible liar~” he said, his lips quirking up in a faint smile. “Tell me. Please.”

Kaden avoided his gaze, their fingers knotting and unknotting in the fabric. “It’s stupid...” they mumbled. “You’ll think I’m being dramatic—”

Anakin leaned forward, trying to meet their gaze. "Try me, angel"

After a long pause, Kaden let out a shaky sigh. “Someone… someone told me they were going to take you away from me. They said you’d leave me for someone else...for...them..that they're going to take you... That, they're better for you..”

Anakin’s expression hardened instantly, his jaw tightening. “Who said that?” he demanded, his voice low and edged with barely restrained anger.

“It doesn’t matter.” Kaden said quickly, finally meeting his gaze. “I didn’t believe them at first, but then… I don’t know. I started overthinking, and now I can’t shake it. What if you do find someone better? What if someone does come and take you away? What if Someone—”

“Stop.” Anakin cut them off firmly. His hands slid up to cup their face, his thumbs brushing against their cheeks, his metallic hand felt cool against their skin. “Stop right there.”

“But, Ani—”

“No..” he interrupted, his tone leaving no room for arguments. “I don’t want anyone else, Kaden. Not now. Not ever. You’re it for me. Do you understand? You. Only you.”

Kaden’s lip trembled, and they glanced down, their eyes glossing over, overwhelmed. “But what if—”

“No ‘what ifs,’” Anakin said, his voice rising slightly, not in anger but in desperation. “There’s no one out there who could even come close to you. I wouldn’t even look at them because I don’t care about them. I love you. And anyone who thinks they can take me from you doesn’t know me at all. Because nothing and no one will ever tear me from you.”

He moved to sit beside them, tugging them into his lap and wrapping his arms tightly around them. His grip was possessive but warm and protective. “You’re mine sunshine...” he murmured against their temple, his breath warm as it fanned against their skin. “And I’m yours. Forever and always.”

Kaden’s arms circled his waist, their fingers clinging to the back of his tunic. “I’m sorry..” they whispered. “I know I shouldn’t let it get to me, but…”

“Don’t apologize my love” Anakin said, his lips brushing their hairline. “I hate that anyone made you feel like this. I hate that I didn’t notice sooner.” He tilted their chin up and pressed a soft kiss to their lips, lingering just long enough to make Kaden’s heart flutter.

When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against theirs again. “You’re the funniest person I’ve ever met,” he began softly, his eyes locked on theirs. “I love how you can make me laugh even when I’m in the worst mood.”

He kissed their nose.

“I love your laugh,” he continued, planting a kiss on their cheek. “It’s the best sound in the entire galaxy.”

Another kiss, this time on their other cheek.

“I love your eyes..” he said, his voice dropping slightly as he kissed the corner of one of them. “They’re so full of life, so beautiful...like emeralds.”

Kaden started to squirm, their cheeks warming under the attention Anakin was giving them. Their stomach filling with butterflies.

“And your empathy,” he added, placing a kiss on their forehead. “You care about people, even when they don’t deserve it. That’s not weakness. That’s strength few possess.”

Kaden finally let out a small chuckle, their shoulders shaking as they tried to hide their face in Anakin’s chest. “Starfire, stop, you’re going to make me cry.”

Anakin grinned, his lips brushing against their ear. “But I’m not done yet.” He nudged their cheek with his nose to kiss their jaw, his voice dropping to a teasing murmur. “And your body. Maker, Kaden, you’re so soft and so warm~. You feel like you were made just for me and me only, like I am made for you and you only.”

That broke Kaden, and they dissolved into giggles, their hands playfully shoving at his chest. “Stop it!” they said between laughs, their green eyes lighting up again.

“There’s my favorite sound~” Anakin said triumphantly, leaning back on his hands to look at them with a smug grin. “Feeling better?”

“Yeah..” Kaden admitted, their smile softening as they chased after his warm, snuggling into him once more. “Thank you, Anakin..”

“Always.” he promised, pulling them closer for one last kiss. “And next time, tell me when someone’s bothering you. I’ll set them straight and make sure they know exactly where I belong. With you and nobody else.”

Kaden rolled their eyes but couldn’t help smiling. “I love you, you know.”

Anakin’s arms tightened around them, giving them a squeeze. “Good. Because I love you too and you’re stuck with me forever.”

[necromonica]

@itsapmseymour is such an anomaly.

like. i was just thinking about how funny it is that some people know him from tumblr as the legendary man who will grant you half a dozen notes if he is summoned. some people know him as travis from mystreet and whatever other series' travis has appeared in (i havent caught up with aphmau's content in years). some people know him as the creator of cosmic wonders and the local elf artist. some people know him from his role in other games, shows and whatnot he has voice acted in.

and the funniest part to me is that some people know of one of these things and not the others.

he is like neil cicigera or david tennant. he is everywhere eternally.

and he may come for you.

[sword-wielding-sapphic]

something very funny about the fact that Silver isn't aware of the narrative enough to know that 'darkness' also represents internalised homophobia. he thinks it just means rage.

so Silver is like "I'm afraid of getting too close to Flint because I'll be dragged into the depths of his desires. he awakens some dark urge within me that feels really good but I know it should be shameful." thinking that it's like secret fourth dimension evil powers and not just.. gay thoughts

[bunnieswithknives]

More AU doodles. I dont think the kids fully understand what's happened

[theusernameiwantisntavailable]

Returning to my roots, just a quick soft doodle :)

[hoarding-stories]

Going wild about how each chapter shows a different facet of horror

The circle of Vassal and Veil: horror in the environment.

A classical look at things, there are forces in this world beyond your understanding, they will chew you up and spit you out. See them, know them, survive them, adapt to them.

The circle of Needle and Thread: horror in humanity

Really powerfully done, a showing in how people can be horrifying, do horrible things to each other with the most human of reasons. Nothing beyond our ken is necessary for true horror to take place.

The circle of Tide and Bone: horror in the self

Rather complex and with a sprinkling of cosmic flavoring there but, where did you start? Where will you end? It is always a rough road and how will you change, be changed? What will you lose, what will you give up? What parts of yourself are worth the losing if it means you get a step closer to what you want, what you need. Who are you, if not for the people and things you care about, what happens to you when they're gone, how far will you go in their absence? Will you look back and see the person you were as someone entirely different, something in you twisted, lost? Will it have been worth it? The horror in change and the fact that you cannot go backwards to the way things once were.

Cannot wait to see what the Circle of the Crimson Mirror has to offer

[cosmicheartz]

You already know what time it is ( Pn art/sketch dump )

[vanillatwistgirl]

[cosmic-kinglet]

Do y'all think the first thing Eclipse did when he actually had some time was call Terra so he could check in and update her on everything?

I wonder if she even knew anything was happening or noticed that she hadn't heard anything at all from Eclipse in a month or so.

Do you think he ever came so close to calling her, especially when things started to get disastrous, and just barely stopped himself, remembering that just calling her would spread the virus to her and the rest of her dimension?

[raymuratadraws]

Sarcastic, deadly, gravity-bending necromancer's resting bitch face disarmed by boyfriend's hair scritches, more at six.

[blazingsaza]

Mermay Day 2. Cosmic 🌌✨

I got so excited to do this one bcs I feel like I get to reconnect with my old self. I've drawn lotsa space/galaxy stuff in the past and the usage of dark blue felt like rekindled with an of friend 🩵

And of course, the model 🩵✨

[locallesbianinyourarea]

CYANA ART!!!!! this was the first ever time i EVER drew her and i think she looks great! we <3 cyana in this household

[tornado1992]

Tails’ favorite food are mint candies (even if Sonic says they’re not a “real meal”), but what is his comfort food? Chili Dogs! He can’t help it, the moment he feels sad, or lonely or angsty he’ll go cook some Chili Dogs, and every time without fail he’ll feel better in a matter of seconds.

It might have something to do with the fact that every time Tails makes Chilli Dogs Sonic appears at his doorstep no mater how far away he is.

Or maybe not, maybe they both were hungry at the same time at it was just a happy coincidence that Sonic went to that specific live-in lab and that Tails was cooking right at that moment.

[sprainedankleproductions]

incredibly niche post I suspect but please someone you see the vision right?

[cosmicheartz]

Yknow I’m surprised that more ppl don’t make their lambs have more internal angst abt being a cult leader against their will and how it affects them mentally.

Like they weren’t really given a choice and while Yes, they did ursurp Nari the only other choice they had was dying if they gave the crown back and that’s pretty fucked up isn’t it? either dying again or having to take the role of the new death god.

I try to touch upon this with Solange, who hates the fact she’s a cult leader despite trying her hardest to distance herself from it post Nari ursurp ( ie calling it a Flock and trying to make it more of a community than a cult ). If it wasn’t for the fact Nari would have killed her Solange would have given Nari the crown back.

Deep down she knows that the cult roots will always be there. She hates that she has an obvious power imbalance between her and her followers and the fact she IS technically manipulating them despite not intending to. Even with Ellena who Solange knew pre execution and who sees Solange as less of a god/cult leader and more of an equal there’s still that power imbalance between them.

Solange tries her damned hardest to be as benevolent as she can despite the circumstances but she’s almost constantly wracked with guilt. At one point she completely stops doing sermons because doing them made her feel sick to her stomach afterwards.

She still does rituals but they’re relatively rare ( the only real consistent rituals she does are funerals and sometimes feasts )

Also the whole reason she doesn’t have kids in her cult ( outside of Mayberry and I think Webber? ) and forbids her followers from having kids is because she wants to try and minimize the “ damage “ she’s done regarding her cult/flock ( granted in doing so she’s technically causing more damage to her followers who desperately want kids )

[skylandart]

I’m reading yet another trauma ridden book and it’s making me want to put more angst on the babies<3 and I know this post isn’t gonna “do well” but oh well,

Sort of an illustration for my fic Along the Fault Lines, even though I’ve not exactly written this scene just yet.