#getting to stuff asap!

[bamsara]

I think it would be nice to have the option to hide numbers on ao3. Make it where the 'kudos' and 'hits' number is author-viewable only, have an alternate option for when a list is sorted by such so people can read things based off their tags and preferences rather than see big number go brrrr

I speak as someone with popular fics, it doesn't have to be a requirement but like, as an option? This could go for other websites too, tumblr notes and the like.

[why-the-heck-not]

me, a responsible being, working on the coding project as I should vs. me, a dysfunctional shithead, getting distracted by reading about brains (once aGAIN damnit (it's my favorite "I need to study my field but bc I should do that it's an impossible unthinkable feat now, so I'm reading about something else to fool my brain I'm still being productive"-topic))

[hollyberrygarden]

ugh. there is so much sorrow in these lines

Hollyberry recognizes the lack of "passion" in her kingdom, but she equates it to her failure to protect her denizens. the Dark Flour War took something from everyone, but instead of directing the blame to Dark Enchantress or the results of a deadly and dangerous war, she immediately goes to blame herself. she may not even realize that her own passion has dwindled, instead noticing the changes in her kingdom. she says the kingdom's passion "turned to dark flour" in the war and scattered off, despite things being peaceful. the passion and hope in her kingdom, but also her own, whether she recognizes the lingering trauma from the war or not

like I said in another post, Hollyberry sees herself as nothing if she cannot protect those she loves. she uses a shield to protect both herself and her loved ones from danger, and when she hasn't done that, she's failed. plain and simple. it's why it's such a sting that her shield was broken because Hollyberry is literally a shield. for better and worse. a shield to protect everyone from danger, but also a shield to almost hide problems from her view

there's also the obvious sadness in Royal Berry finding his own mother in such a state. knowing he's there, but only focusing on him for a moment before she gets back to lamenting and being frustrated with the state of things. it would be impossible to say that Hollyberry is a bad mother because of these lines; we see in the present that she loves her son (and daughter-in-law and granddaughters) more than anything, and they all have a strong relationship with one another. she believes in their leadership and capabilities, and they believe in her in turn. but she is definitely not a perfect mother, and this update showcases a time when she was at her lowest and did not/could not care for the ones she loved as well as she could. Eternal Sugar knows how much she loves her family and how much regret and guilt she likely feels for this moment with Royal Berry (and possibly others that we never saw), hence why she brought it to the forefront of her memory when trying to get into her head

it all sheds light on just how much Hollyberry drinks in canon. it's come up in multiple appearances and is referenced by other characters. we have never seen her this drunk before, but we see her drinking enough that Wildberry continues to watch out for it. one of his quotes in the "appearing cookies" section of the Dragon City update is "I've never regretted following Her Majesty's lead. except for when she drinks too much juice…" and when the update came out, it could be seen as just comical or Wildberry nagging, like Hollyberry often says he is. but instead, it could come from a place of genuine concern. for all we know, he's never even seen her like this, just rambunctious or rowdy instead of depressed, and he has just picked up on the pattern. we don't know for sure. we might never know what all he's seen of her drinking habits or if it's anything close to this

all this to say. this update brought so much interesting nuance to Hollyberry that I'm really happy we now have. I'm also glad we have more information about her backstory; it makes her a very complex character who I am very excited to root for in the next update <3

[cha-lk]

Thank you homura akemi and madoka kaname for inventing doomed yuri

[froglemonade]

Postcards we will be selling to raise money for our local homeless friends to survive the winter. Sales will be in person only. You can contribute by helping out the homeless people in your area!

Had a lot of fun drawing these! Will post them individually as well.

[samijey]

I'm casting a "come back soon Jimmy Uso" spell 🕯️✨🕯️

[scooty-patooty]

was replaying metal gear solid 2 and the themes of having no free will made me think

[joleneghoul]

The Doors Open, But The Ride Ain't Free

Link to fic is title above. Rating: Mature Category: M/M Main Relationship: Rip Hunter/Jeffrey Smith Background Relationships: Booster Gold & Rip Hunter, Booster Gold/Ted Kord Chapter: 1/3 Summary:

It's not everyday that a younger version of your father inadvertently blows up the time machine you and your partner have spent years building together— but hey, Rip Hunter's life is far from typical.

The next step to rebuilding the Time Sphere on which the multiverse relies upon? Well, that's up to his partner, Jeff, now. Set after issues #13-16 of Booster Gold 1986 and before Time Masters 1990.

Title from Thunder Road

thank you @stackthedeck for beta reading for me!

[mrcheezzz]

a collection of my objectified picmixs!!

(i also wouldn’t mind requests..if anyone has any..)

[mithosis]

"Do you know what lies on the path before you? I do."

Meet Stig, my little blind norn seer with his flock of bird friends :) A Herald with a twist. Eventually a Wayfinder, separate from the Commander!

Sooooo I've already had this character for a while, (both in gw2 and out). I have a sylvari version of him — and he will still be existing and thriving as a separate character! However, I wanted to bring the original version of him to life as well. He always had Nordic themes, so making this version of him a norn was an obvious choice

Anyway, there is lore and a funny sketch under the cut for those who'd want to look at them!! (a huge chunk of text again, yeah, I'm sorry. It's featuring @lady-quen's Numen, though!! *wink wink*)

Maybe the weakest, skinniest little norn with nothing much behind his name, Stig was somewhat of an outcast from the moment he was born. Blind since birth, he was "blessed" by an elusive Cuckoo Spirit to help him on his life's journey, yet unable to shapeshift into their form or communicate with them, no matter how hard he tried. He was considered unworthy of norns' boastful lifestyle by some, and pitied for his misfortunes by others, although nobody could ever compare to how he looked upon himself for the happenstance of his birth. Was he "defective" in some way, not worth the effort to lift him up and let him live a life, try to reach for something more?

Still staying loyal to Cuckoo even without their support, Stig turned to Raven after being noticed by him for the cleverness with which the little norn tried to overcome the burdens of his own existence — there, at a young age, was discovered his gift of foresight, an explanation to all the weird sensory visions he would receive; some of them even looked as if he could actually see. Different kinds, both cryptic and mundane. Finally, something he could do and help others with, right? It was probably nice for a time, until enough commotions or unfortunate events were caused, maybe even blamed on him for doing his job wrong, causing Stig to be ever more cautious with sharing what he had gleaned.

Two ravens he rescued were his main company, aside from occasionally the kid of the famous Eir Stegalkin and his little brother with a strange affinity for ice magic. One day, however, the scenery changed into a strange landscape, an echo of the real world, as Stig stumbled through a wayward portal into the Mists. He had to survive there for a time all alone, not even his feathery friends to accompany him, communing with Spirits — then anyone, who'd listen — and desperately trying to get back home. A subtle whisper in his head grew louder the more time he spent essentially meditating, a voice of a person, until it formed and presented itself as none other than Asgeir Dragonrender. With his, rather frustrated at first, help, the little norn managed to get back to the world of the living, though not before getting injured on the way home — a weird, potent surge of lightning struck him. He awoke back home already tended to.

Other norn don't believe him at first when he claims Asgeir was the one to help and guide him — it takes a bit of convincing, talking with the legendary hero's echo and showing Stig's newfound strengths. He can channel the power of the Mists through their connection now, something only havrouns of the Spirits of the Wild can typically do. This earns him the respect of his peers — after all, he is aided by Dragonrender himself. People around him wonder: this must mean he could be the one to crack the Tooth, the Norn of Prophecy, right? Someone Stig never even dared to believe he could be.

However, it was never meant to be. After all the extra training and tireless nights of adapting the chosen combat style to his needs, the one to challange the Tooth wasn't him — instead, it was the hot-headed son of Eir, his friend Braham, who's been adventuring with the famous Pact Commander away from Hoelbrak. One arrow was fired — and as the icy exterior of the trophy crumbled, so did Stig's hopes of proving himself worthy to these people. He became an outcast again. At least his birds and Asgeir were still with him. It didn't matter that Braham supposedly failed his mission to kill the Ice Dragon afterwards: the damage was already done.

Then everything started to go downhill once Kralkatorrik was slain. Unexplainable mysteries, strange fog, disappearances. His friend becoming more and more distant and physically cold until one day he was gone as well. One of the only people who showed Stig what kindness looked like, aside from his mother. It was distressing, scary, none of his visions showing him the way — so he had to find his own, once again. This was the decision that led him to join the Commander and Braham in their venture to the Far Shiverpeaks, and discover the true nature of the little elementalist he called a friend — a scion and champion of Jormag, Numen, who's been the mysterious Cuckoo "Spirit" this whole time.

The team has to confront this dragon on the surface of a cold, frozen Lake Doric — and Asgeir recognizes it. Every norn knows the story of the legendary slayer of Frostfang — Dragonrender killed Jormag's greatest champion in one blow with the help of the Spirits. It was a clear victory, the thing falling off a cliff from the sheer force of the blow, mortally wounded. So how could the very same creature stand before him once again?

The question was answered when the dragon showed the large scar on their neck; they didn't quite remember the fight, but the old wound spoke for itself. A surprise for everyone involved — the greatest kill of Asgeir turned out to be a failure. Remains of the beast were confused with those of Claws of Jormag. And maybe a fact worst of all for the echo of a fallen hero — the frigid monster he was sure he had slain turned out to be one of the very Spirits that helped guide his people to the new home.

(Cue the funny sketch I promised)

Even after that, the team managed to save Numen and end the terror of both Dragons of Fire and Ice.

Eventually, Stig would become Numen's Champion, wanting to be there for them like the dragon was for him. Maybe he had finally found a place he was meant to be in, beside this creature of ice — lonely, yet so full of love for the world. Asgeir wasn't too amused, but what is one more voice in Stig's head, right?

This would mean he'd continue to help the Commander further down the line, and maybe even meet the elusive wizards in their glittering towers — who might have a hand in him meeting Asgeir in the first place.

Woah, if you got to this part, thank you for reading!! I love you <3

[miles-crow]

Could you, if you get the chance, draw Rocky X Zib? I know it’s not the most common or popular ship but it’s one I love! Love your art by the way!

There you go! I did it in class, but I think it turned out pretty well :)

(and thank you! ☺️)

[lavendergalactic]

☆ 　razor render!

self indulgent f2u, like + reblog appreciated!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAZOR! you'll forever be in my favs

[buildoblivion]

thinking about lord president fivey so have this

[sunandsteel99]

While on the topic lol a few days ago he was complaining about old people and ranting about being told to Respect His Elders, clarified that he does not and will not respect the elderly, fuck elders, just because they're older doesn't mean they're better than him, and after being met with mostly just silence proceeded to exasperatedly repeat Fuck Elders, of course just sort of saying all this to hear the sound of his own voice carry in no particular direction across the main area where myself and 2 others were trying to finish what we were doing with a casually increasing speed in order to get out of the line of fire and retreat to our rooms before he said something none of us knew how to react to (common occurence as I'm sure you could assume based on prev posts) only for him to get ahead of the curve and, in a panic, clearly mistaking our disinterest for disapproval, suddenly attempted to correct course by blurting out: "Obviously Except For Indigenous Elders!!!" and then grow silent as the others responded with mumbles of "....right." "yeah of course..." while I focused on putting all my energy into not visibly cringing

[blackghostm2oart]

Portrait of a character nobody give af from a movie with no fandom! Yay!!! :D

(I kinda gave up on the clothing)

Benedict my beloved, I love this bastard sm :)

Since it’s canonical that he can travel through other movies (has a piece of the magical ticket) I’ll probably draw him with Cherik (they’d hate each other’s guts ngl, but it would be fun)

Other stupid stuff. The banter I’d love to have with him, lol.

[kaiserouo]

The councilor: (wanted to stop them from whatever they're doing but also knew that stopping them would've been effectively acknowledging their behavior in front of the whole class and would rather just move on and ignore them as hard as an angel could possibly do)