#explanation in the tags

[sweaterodyne]

Y’all the leader of the United Auto Workers strike is Shawn Fein. He is, according to reports, an aggressive negotiator. I laughed so hard.

UAW go Bragh!

[aroacespacerock]

All ships are better when you make them weird and aromantic about it I fear

[moreaumancy]

cuz 2nite will be the night that i will fall 4 u ❤️‍🩹💀🥀

[arcade-confetti]

Being someone who read Under The Red Hood and came out with the firm belief that, for Jason, it's not about killing Joker, it's about Jason wanting proof Batman would choose him over the Joker (bc shelia chose the joker). Makes seeing any other media where it's all about just wanting the Joker dead is a teeny bit frustrating. to be honest

Jason could've killed the Joker himself, really, really easily. Jason kidnaps the Joker before the confrontation. I can't open my comic for a reference right now, but it felt like he had the Joker for quite a bit before the confrontation. He had him. He beat him up with a crowbar. He had every single opportunity to kill the Joker himself, but he didn't because that wasn't his goal. Make no mistake, he did plan for the Joker to be dead by the end of it, but do you see what im trying to say here

Edit: If I knew this post was gonna get 1000+ notes I would've tried to word it better or something, this was a rant I made on the way to the grocery store 😭

It's not about making Batman kill either. When Batman says he won't kill, Jason adjusts and goes, 'Let ME kill the Joker or kill me to stop me' instead. The test is all about Batman choosing him. The whole final confrontation is Jason's first death again. The parent, The Joker, and the explosives. It even ends with Jason unable to move as a bomb goes off right next to him again because the parent didn't choose Jason. And instead tried finding an option that'd benefit them and (consequencely) letting the Joker walk, again, lol, lmao <-in agony

[siggiedraws]

sonilver week - gardening

[itsthatlake]

“Icarus.”

it's all about freedom really

Credit goes to An Sifakah for the poem. Enjoy!

Support me on Ko-fi maybe?

[eightbitpale]

I’m never gonna finish this dumb fucking sketch but i still think it’s funny. It’s canon to me that Anakin does the “if i run and leap at obiwan he will almost certainly catch me in his arms” thing well into adulthood

[lemmydex]

you have posted a single evo line but let me tell you im SUPER excited to see what you do with the rest!!!! fully in love with the way you drew the pichu line. Did you base each mon on a specific species or just took rodent traits you liked and made your own interpretation?

First of all thank you :)

Second of all for the whole line i studied pika and jerboas, since I wanted these two to be the main basis for the line. Pikachu itselfwas not inspired by pikas (it was meant to be a little dango dessert before turning into an ambiguous mouse critter), but its too cute of a reference + the body type is very fun for pikachu.

I also just slowly did studies on pikachu itself. Not all pokemon will have this level of depth, but 1. i am much worse at mammals than other types of animal and 2. pikachu is the mascot. whether you like it or not, it has a very good design for that function that needs to be respected.

Raichu originates from me trying to apply jerboa anatomy while also making the line feel consistent, aka how to balance the original pika lagomorph anatomy with the body type of a very different rodent. you can tell me slowly developing its body type and also losing my mind.

pichu was made by me going "what if i made it an ugly newborn rodent". the only noteworth thing is me using the pika (animal) ear shape to immitate pichus original diagonal ears

[hellspawnsparks]

May the Force be with you! neighhh! -Desert Palm

[tapewires]

Slugcats of all shapes and sizes

[gobbogoo]

Who Is Scout's Ma?

She's a character we know extremely little about, however when you stop to consider the IMPLICATIONS of what little we DO know, things start to get interesting:

1. She lives in the roughest part of Boston ("if you were from where I was from, you'd be dead") but dresses quite elegantly.

2. She had 8 boys, all of whom she raised BY HERSELF, and yet somehow she finds the time to maintain this impeccable appearance.

3. Scout clearly loves and admires her to a point where it's one of the few things he'll drop his "tough guy" act for, and dialogue in the comics like "Ma's gonna kill me if she finds out" implies he also still fears her disapproval, despite being a fully autonomous adult.

4. Spy, despite what he likes to pretend, is clearly head-over-heels for her. He even had her likeness engraved on his fanciest gun! (Note the distinct hairband & hoop earrings) For a man who avoids attachment to the point where he never lets anyone see his face, that's an unusual degree of infatuation.

5. None of Scout's brothers left Boston while he was growing up, despite a few of them presumably being adults by then. Not only this, they were still all getting into fights together, implying they were both continuing to live with or near their mother and brothers, AND had reasons to brawl with others beyond just some adolescent street scuffle.

My Theory:

Scout's Ma is the matriarch of a Boston-based crime family.

It explains her elegant appearance, how she and Spy were able to meet, why their bond clearly goes beyond a one-off fling, why she was able to be in Scout's life so much despite the financial burdens of being a single mother of 8, and why all of said 8 were continuing to get into fights with other locals. They weren't just some street gang, they were enforcers. It also explains why/how Scout got into mercenary work, his many mafia-themed weapons, and why he continues to fear her ire even as an adult.

Plus, take a look at this unused angle of the last photo from Meet The Spy:

You'd THINK a single mother from the rough side of Boston wouldn't appear so in-her-element on a fancy date with The Spy, and yet her appearance and demeanour here just SCREAM "confident and in control."

Scout's Ma is Boston's Godmother, and I desperately wish to see someone draw her as such.

[jjkeremika]

your AoT boyfriend lets his best friend eat you out

your AoT boyfriend tells his best friend about how damn good you taste. but what happens when he promises him a taste of you...

afab reader

Boyfriend/Best friend: Reiner/Porco, Eren/Armin, Jean/Connie, Levi/Erwin

nsfw/mdni

inspired by this ask i had received a while ago...

You had your legs propped up on the bed, squirming slightly at the view of your boyfriend and his best friend crouching between your legs, both salivating at your still-panty covered body…

Reiner/Porco

Porco knelt before you, his wide eyes and dilated pupils focused intently between your legs. He was drooling slightly, the saliva pooling in the corner of his lips that he licked so incessantly because he just couldn't believe how undeniably hot you are and that you were dating Reiner of all people.

You flicked your gaze to your boyfriend, who stood with his arms crossed and a bite-ridden bottom lip, his gaze mirroring Porco's and fixed on your pussy, which was throbbing over the attention of two very attractive men. Reiner towered over Porco, his muscles flexing with every inch Porco moved closer to you, and you considered countless other possibilities of the three of you intimately together. Perhaps this would just be the beginning.

Porco glanced up to you, smiled weakly as his eyes kept flicking back to your dampening panties. "Can I touch you now?" he asked, more-so out of politeness than genuine concern. You nodded, and Reiner grunted, looked away as Porco's hands caressed your inner thighs and his warm hands reached for the delicate line of your panties.

You noticed Reiner's pupils dilate as Porco removed the fabric obstructing the view, and smiled wide at the hitched breath he took before lowering his lips to your clit. You tilted your head back, exposed the vast expanse of your throat to the room as the man licked away, the ache in your pelvis growing greater with each motion and the temperature of your body increasing under the intense observation of Reiner standing over you.

The breath was catching in your throat, your fist tangling into the sheets and you snuck a quick glance to Reiner, only to see him reaching for his erection, palming himself off at the sight of his best friend pleasing you. He was into it, fully into watching the two of you and hearing your blissful moans throughout the room, even if he wasn't the sole cause. But his intense observation was sending shivers down your spine in tandem with Porco's lips on your clit, and now you were really considering the horny opportunities blossoming between you three.

(Eren/Armin)

"You said you were okay with this, right?" Armin asked lightly, crouched between your open thighs, his crystal blue eyes sparkling with excitement. So kind of him to ask. “Eren didn't assume anything... right?"

Eren rolled his eyes at Armin's implication and held your hand tighter, protectively, more defensively. "Yes, asshole," he grumbled. Armin's eyes flicked to Eren briefly before refocusing on the liquid clinging to your labia, licking his thin lips. “Now hurry up before I change my mind.”

You chuckled, a sound that admittedly soothed both their nerves, and squeezed Eren’s hand tighter. "Yeah, Armin, I'm okay with this," you breathed out coyly, squirming slightly on your legs but smiled wider when you noticed that Armin's stare followed your clit with every movement.

So Armin's tongue and fingers reached out simultaneously, settled on your body like it was home and evoked a breathless gasp at the light yet powerful touch against your clit. Armin quickly adjusted his motion with each encouraging noise slipping from your lips, with each muscle contraction in your legs that inspired him to finger-fuck you faster, harder. He was a bright student, and he learned your body's quirks quickly enough to spark moans and gasps with every touch.

Eren's grip on your hand tightened with each pleasureful noise you released, so tight you couldn't break free from his grasp. But you honestly couldn't focus on that right now, with your mind centered solely on the feeling between your legs, one that should've felt so foreign but honestly felt so good you almost forgot it wasn't your boyfriend at all.

Your thighs were squeezing tight together, collapsing in on Armin's head at the rising pleasure. You could feel Armin's smile against your sensitive skin, could feel Eren's tight grip verging on breaking your hand, when the man suddenly ripped his hand from yours, wrapped it in Armin's hair and ripped him away from you too.

(Jean/Connie)

“Daaamn, babe. Lowkey, you need to kill Jean because he was wayyy understating how sexy you are,” Connie says as he tucks between your legs, biting his bottom lip and glancing briefly to Jean before immediately relocating his gaze to your thighs. Jean's looks could kill right now, the intensity bore a resolution similar to that of strong determination.

"Just start, moron. Put that big mouth to good use." Jean wasn't entirely thrilled with the prospect, but your excitement about the idea won him over. So, he was determined to allow you to experience this with actual pleasure. But he worried about Connie's ability to please you--to thoroughly, genuinely please you.

So when Connie stuck his head between your thighs and you weren't instantly moaning, Jean's hand was immediately caressing your inner thigh the way he knew you liked it, his other hand coming to your hip and pressing circles into the dip in your hips too. In between directing Connie on the best movements and spots to touch you, on where inside he should angle his fingers and when he should lick your clit, Jean whispered praises to you, various good girl's and that's it baby's that entered through your ears and fed straight to your groin.

You were gasping for air as the feeling of four hands caressed your sensitive skin, as Connie licked and fingered you and Jean caressed your body and tits. You were gasping, but Jean knew you could be screaming, so he advised Connie to tilt his hand a little more, thrust in a little faster, press a little harder, as his own hands made their way to your nipples and his mouth pressed to your neck.

(Levi/Erwin)

One of Levi’s hands firmly held onto yours as the Erwin's hand swiped the panties to the side, a light shiver from the cold exposure and their intense gaze running up your spine.

Erwin looked at you and smiled, warmly and inviting, and you couldn't help but wonder what else his mouth was capable of doing when Levi's hand gently rubbed against your upper thigh. You indulged in the view, the two of them standing there, Erwin towering over both you and Levi, both men staring wantonly at the warming and dampening muscle...

Your mind wandered to what else you could do together, what other positions you could make use of and how they would have to position you to accommodate their height difference. How fun that could be for you, to be stretched and flexed and rotated and used.

“Still okay?” Erwin asked gently, more of out respect than genuine concern, as he was already bending down and leaning closer to your apex. You hummed in response, and as soon as the hum vibrated to his ears, Erwin's lips were on the exposed muscle, licking and kissing and biting at your inner thigh. He indulged, heavily, into the role, giving you no time to process as his hands and mouth explored your lower half.

The feeling burned inside Levi as he listened to your moans fill the room, watched the way your squirmed and made a mess on the sheets. He couldn't just watch anymore, so he leaned over you and started kissing your neck and chest, his hands roaming all over your torso as Erwin played with your clit. The sensation was almost overwhelming your senses, too much to focus on while the noises you released were verging pornographic, nonstop streams of moans and groans flooding the room with reckless abandon.

You sighed loudly as Erwin's lips suddenly ripped away from your throbbing clit, "Levi, why don't you lean over her? Make her do something more productive with that mouth.

[antlerlad]

felassan no. felassan girl don't do it. felassan!!! FELASSAN GET OUT OF THERE!!!! FELASSAN!!!!!

[burningcheese-merchant]

Alright, so. Now that we have official confirmation for how Awakened Hollyberry looks (she's gorgeous btw, slay queen), I'd love to take the time to talk about certain design motifs I've noticed in every Ancient - namely, that they all seem to incorporate aspects of their Beast counterpart into their appearances upon awakening.

Let's look at Dark Cacao first.

Obviously, he has an awful lot more white in his design now. "The balance of black and white is key," he says. And he demonstrates that with his hair as well as his attire: a pleasing mixture of black and white, perfectly split down his middle, in such a way that they mirror each other exactly.

Next, Golden Cheese.

It can be said that the reddish tones were added more to her surroundings than to she herself (fucking LOOK AT THAT BACKGROUND); however, it remains clear that the most important part is her Soul Jam. Upon awakening, it becomes a striking mix of gold/yellow AND red, both of which seemingly melting into each other. There are also red accents in her crown/headdress now, making it look like that red hue/glow that's in her Soul Jam is spilling outwards. (Not to mention the red triangle on her spear.)

Third is Pure Vanilla.

Smaller detail is how his brooch now more closely resembles Shadow Milk's, with those teensy little dual prongs (or whatever they're called) on the sides. Bigger detail is how the underside of his cape/cloak is not only a dark blue, which was previously nowhere to be seen on his person (but everywhere on Shadow Milk's), but there are eyes in it. Exactly like the eyes in Shadow Milk's hair.

And finally, Hollyberry.

Holly has adopted an even more unique and interesting change than the other 3 have: her Soul Jam has outright changed shape, now more closely matching the angular shape of Eternal Sugar's Soul Jam. Furthermore, there are wing shapes/designs not only in her helmet, but on the back of her shield, as well. (It can also be argued that the golden holly leaves on her helmet resemble a halo. Who else has a halo?)

Why do these details matter? What do they tell us? In my opinion, they demonstrate a specific aspect of the Ancients' enlightenment: their understanding and acceptance of their Beast counterparts and their vices. In being briefly touched by apathy, Dark Cacao remembered who and what it is he must be fighting for; it is thanks to it, and to Mystic Flour by extension, that he overcame his flaws and awakened. Through her battle with Burning Spice and the suffering he inflicted upon her, Golden Cheese came to see the merit in destruction, in that it is what she wanted and needed to carry out in order to defeat him and save everyone; destruction as a form of justice and protection, not aimless cruelty. In his time in the Spire of All Knowledge, plus his brief but willing descent into corruption and despair, Pure Vanilla came to truly grasp the meaning behind both his own actions and Shadow Milk's; embracing deceit in the pursuit of truth. And it will likely be that Hollyberry realizes the folly in her chronic desire to run away from and ignore her problems while trapped in Eternal Sugar's jewelry box, and remember who she raises her shield for and why, thus regaining her true passion while wallowing in sloth.

Resolution cannot exist without Apathy, Abundance cannot exist without Destruction, Truth cannot exist without Deceit, and Passion cannot exist without Sloth. While they may not explicitly state this understanding through words (minus Pure Vanilla), it is nevertheless conveyed through these other details. Dark Cacao, too, once knew apathy through his own bitter withdrawal from the world; he just retreated behind walls and not into a cocoon. Golden Cheese was also a victim of the cycle of change, and had everything she worked for ruined; instead of bitterly forsaking all life and letting everything go in acceptance of brtual nihilism, she just chose the opposite extreme of clinging too hard to what remained of who and what she loved and refused to let go, to the point of severe delusion. Pure Vanilla also knew the pain truth and knowledge often bring - most notably in learning what truly became of White Lily - and recognizes the desire to obscure these things in favor of amusing, comforting lies. The Ancients understand their other halves completely, their hatred and pain and sorrow, and the virtues turned vices they now stand for. And thus, they quietly embrace the power and importance of these skewed ideals, for it is they, and those fallen heroes that champion them, that finally made the Ancients become who they needed to be. They finally became whole.

In essence, they say, "you are a part of me, now and forever, for better or worse. And I accept that. I accept you."

I've been wanting to make this analysis post for a while lol. Thank you all for coming to my TED Talk, I look forward to when and how White Lily incorporates Silent Salt into her design

[sincerecinnamon]

Someone on reddit described the difference between romantic and platonic love using chemistry terms and the periodic table, and not only do I love the analogy as a science nerd, but it's one of the first times that an explanation on the topic has fully made sense to me, so I figured I would share it with all of you ^^

[egophiliac]

Hi it's just to let you know that the official romanization of Revaan's name is Raverne ! Also they have romanized Baul's name to Baur !

Twst coming back at us again with the least expected romanization! thank you everybody (oh god my inbox) (no it's great, I literally asked for this and the reactions have been INCREDIBLE, thank you all!)

I do like Raverne though, I think it's got a nice fancy sound to it! (I had kinda suspected it was going to be an R instead of an L, so the fact that it's SO close to Laverne except for that is hilarious to me personally.) and Dragoneye Duke is honestly probably the best translation for his title, I wasn't envying the localizers that one. :') Baur instead of Baul I was NOT expecting, but in retrospect I think his name's supposed to be a reference to the Bauru crocodile, so that actually makes way more sense!

someone else also said Meleanor has become Maleanor, which is the REALLY weird one to me, because I was so surprised it was written as Mel instead of Mal in the first place?! oh god no I can't decide which one I like better. 😭 (I wonder if they might change it to Mal...they have made romanization changes before) (like I remember House of Distraction being corrected to House of Destruction in Playful Land) (I did check and she's still Mel for now, but I dunno, they might Mal her up and some point and save me from having to make a decision about which one to use) (HECK I CAN'T DECIDE)

uhhhh thank you for letting me ramble about anime names, let's just say MONOGRAMMED SWEATERS FOR EVERYONE