#i will explode in due time.

[monpalace]

it's been eight long and arduous years since ive last seen the sun.

my skin has long calcified into that of concrete and i fear that my eyes will melt if the candle by my bedside remains aflame any longer.

i stepped out of my prison mere moments ago and saw a stray canine on the street before inevitably being shunned back inside.

the urge to review past books i've read a thousand times before in this lifetime is prominent, but i know i will perish before then.

[deadlysoupy]

yeah yeah, we all know the animation is bad, we know the quality decreased, but does everyone is this fandom has to say it? do you love wallowing in your own sorrow so much that you can't help but stay in this ball of hate? can you not move on? can you not appreciate what's being gifted to you?

when i first saw the season, i admit, i was disappointed too. those four first episodes? they were probably the worst ones of the show. i also understand why they're bad - and i forgive them for being bad. this was beyond our control, beyond the control of so many good writers (GOOD. WRITERS. REMEMBER THIS), so many good musicians

but guess what. the other episodes? THEY WERE GOOD. THEY WERE SO FUN. DID YOU NOT SEE JBAM?!?!?!?!? JBAM!?!?!?!? THE WHOLE EPISODE WAS COMEDY GOLD WITH GOOD CHARACTER BUILDING. IT'S PROBABLY MY FAVOURITE OUT OF THE BATCH

Robby got decent character moments, he changed, Thrash got some good moments when you could compare him to his season 1 self and think "hey, some things do leave an impact!" Twitch got a wonderful arc with Spitfire, and Hashtag got to grow too! and i don't understand how people can just take these things for granted! WE BARELY GOT A SEASON IN THE FIRST PLACE, IT WOULD HAVE BEEN SO EASY FOR HASBRO TO SIMPLY CANCEL IT

and i'm going to say it, because no one else, apparently, can. STARSCREAM IS A GOOD CHARACTER IN THIS. I LOVED HIM. really, if you can't appreciate him at his worst, than you don't deserve his redemption arc. no one forgot his bonding episode with Hashtag. Starscream. Simply. Adapted. The. Lesson. he chose to do this - and for a better good - or what he thinks is a better good. this needs another post, because i guess people don't know what a flat arc is

this is more of a rant than anything real, but i'm real sick of people who love earthspark hating it so much. grow up

[betweensaintsandmonsters]

okay okay vampire obi-wan and anemic human anakin who goes to be his meal at like a fancy vampire bistro that pays willing humans to "donate" blood (get bitten) and tastes like shit whomst obi-wan then tries to take care of (in all the ways he can from sunset to sunrise) first so his food tastes good (bc anakin keeps coming back) and then because he cares

sends cookbooks to his apartment, tries to get him to go to the doctor, sends him other little gifts when he sees thinks that make him think of anakin, obi-wan just like wants to take care of his boy because he's clearly not taking care of himself (he signed up to be vampire food so that much should have been obvious) and obi-wan just wants him well is that too much to ask?

they fight about this often. (first: "how did you get my address?" "It's on the form you filled out to be here" "invasion of privacy much?" then: "you could always just... choose someone else?" "and let another vampire suffer from your lack of self care? absolutely not."") ("i don't know why you're putting so much into this? "i must have nothing else to do.") ("if this bothers you so much... just let someone else feed off me." "no.")

anakin stops showing up to be dinner for a few weeks and obi-wan gets worried. but he's not sure how far he's allowed to go in his worry, they're technically just... predator and prey (though obi-wan wouldn't describe them like that) it's just that no one tastes like anakin (that's definitely it) and nobody sasses him like anakin, and nobody is anakin and anakin is missing and clearly if he's been gone this long he can't possibly be okay

(and obi-wan is right, anakin isn't okay. he's in the hospital with an arm that might need to be amputated (but it was obi-wan's favorite place to drink from since he won't touch anakin's neck for reasons he WON'T explain)

(if you asked obi-wan why he didn't bite anakin's neck to begin with, he'd heavily imply there's no reason, but when pressed, it would be that anakin let's out this breathy moan when he's bitten, and it's music to obi-wan's ears, a symphony to his soul, he doesn't think he'd survive it if that was right in his ear, he'd have to kiss the boy then and there, have to keep him, and he can't do that, so his neck is off limits. it is IMPERATIVE anakin does not know this)

and he's lost a lot of blood and he's suffering and not alone because ahsoka and padme keep visiting, but he doesn't know how much he misses obi-wan until he isn't seeing him)

so one night obi-wan goes to anakin's apartment to see he isn't there and hasn't been there in weeks based on sent, and panics because what if he drove his beautiful boy away, or what if someone went after him, and obi-wan can't go in bc vampire rules say he needs permission and also it's good manners.

eventually anakin comes back to him, sans one arm, apologetic because "i know that's where you liked to bite" as if that could possibly be the reason that obi-wan is as upset as he is when he comes in. "i'd understand if you need a different meal," he says, as if that's all he is when obi-wan refuses to bite him because for the first time, he looks fragile and that's heartbreaking

so anakin leaves and obi-wan is gobsmacked, flabberghasted, realized anakin waited to have this conversation as close to sunrise as possible so obi-wan couldn't follow him out of the bar, but he doesn't realize that his vampire would absolutely run into the sun for him (except quin and satine 1000% don't let him "that's not how you get your man, he doesn't want a pile of dust, where's that going to get you, man, think for just a fraction of a second")

so obi-wan send anakin more little gifts, things he can puzzle out one handed as he gets used to being an amputee, trinkets he might enjoy, notes that are meant to make him smile, or that say he'll find somewhere else to feed on the boy if that's going to get him to come back when nothing else has worked. all he wants is to let anakin know that he's he's appreciated, make him feel wanted and loved.

eventually anakin sends him a note back with his phone number and then texts him to come over. he makes obi-wan stand on his stoop for an excruciating amount of time and he gets a lecture about personal space, and respecting people's wishes and "it doesn't matter that you're 300 years old, some people just don't want anything to do with you!" and anakin tries to say all of this with a straight face, before he cracks because he misses obi-wan and it is an act, and he's been in love with this vampire since he decided it was his job to take care of one human that wasn't taking care of himself.

then anakin kisses him and gives him a goofy grin and asks "what are you doing just standing there?"

"are you inviting me in?"

"i guess i am. you're stuck with me though, i'm your problem now."

"darling, you've been my problem for a long time, and i wouldn't have it any other way."

and eventually they fuck, and obi-wan bites anakin's neck, and here's his symphony played out in the most desirable circumstances. and they live happily ever after

(until anakin pesters him about making him a vampire "so i can be your problem, permanently" and they argue about it, but agree that anakin gets a life first "you've gotta be at least 40 before i turn you, i'm not going around looking like i forever robbed the cradle!" "you're not even 40! 25." "nope." "fine, 30 then, final offer." "and if I say no?" obi-wan's grin is feral, like he knows he's lost but he's still willing to play the game. "i know you won't" so does obi-wan)

[ohitslen]

Guess who had a little too much fun with the pathetic reincarnation AU idea :))

To summarize! WW gets reincarnated in a very distant future where humanity is more settled down in the planet. He remembers everything and decides to keep living his life as normally as he is able to. That is until he meets his neighbor when he moved to a new apartment.

(More below the cut)⬇️

He was an absolute weirdo of a guy who looked just like Vash in so many ways yet was so different in many others at the same time.

He pretends that his system isn’t going haywire every time he is around the man, the one that resembles someone he cared for so deeply in a life that wasn’t his but remembers all too well. He decides to pretend he doesn’t know Vash because he really doesn’t, not this one at least.

Meanwhile, Vash is going through a very trippy existential crisis for seeing Wolfwood again after what felt like dozens of centuries. This could clearly not be him however because, well, he knows why. So he pretends not to know him because wouldn’t that be weird if he acted like he did?

They avoid each other like the plague, the beautiful and horrible emotions that swarmed on their insides too much to bear just by the presence of the other. They could slip at any moment so it was better to evade the neighbor.

The thing here is, that life has never gone how they want it since ever.

[meganechan05]

The Kings Of Chikyuu

A tribute to the saviors of the distant planet <"Highlight" by KIRA ft. Hatsune Miku>

⚠️MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD⚠️

[phantomrose96]

My manager and my project lead both gave me glowing glowing reviews on this project (my lead even CC'd my skip-level and skip-skip-level with his praise and they both responded) even after I spent all of January and February worried that I was slipping behind with work because I was busy being an overwhelmed shell of a person

[seawing-vibes]

15 for the ask game?

 15. Any design headcanons?

I'll just bullet-point my thoughts for this one!!

Mudwings: Nothing really <3 I imagine they'd wear the most accessories & items with them, usually local plant life or accessories gifted from siblings. Very alligator-based with crackly dried-mud-looking scale patterns.

Skywings: BIRDS <3 Feathered Skywings are my favorite. I sometimes draw them with just feathered wings, but overall feathery dragons for these guys. The ratio of scales to feathers varies, but mainly small feathers along the back, feathered wings, and scaled legs, and occasionally scaled face. Ancient skywings had fewer feathers, but modern Skywings have more and more feathers.

Icewings: The royal family & most nobles have antlered horns! They do shed, and artwork is often commissioned from the shed horns. They have false horn-headdresses they wear to official meetings when their horns are shed. Baby icewings have fibrous "fur" that goes away as they age, but many icewings still have a fluffy underbelly. Also, they're invertebrates. They are so far away from all the other tribes on the cladogram. Ancient Icewings don't look much different than modern Icewings. Hemocyanin in their copper-rich blood-looking ass. you can find more rambling about this in the tags of this post lmao

Seawing: You can see my notes on them here!

Rainwings: They have prehensile tails & can have multiple frills! There are two types of Rainwing, python-like ones with pit organs and no outer ear, and then the more bird-like guys with external ears & beaks who have advanced vocal cords to imitate sounds better! Other then that nothing really significant.

Sandwings: Hooded Sandwings my beloved! Give them hoods! If my fellow Wings of Fire Amino survivors remember the drama 'round this, I'm sorry. But I think there are some Sandwings with hoods & some with frills! But that's p much it

Nightwings: My favorite headcanons! Their wings reflect the night sky at their date of birth, and the longer they spend under the night sky, the more star-like scales appear on them! Old Nightwings often have near-white backs & shoulders due to exposure to the stars, like almost but not really sun bleaching.

sorry pantalans no headcanons for you :( gotta study bugs more before I feel confident enough to start developing designs for yall

[reinabeestudio]

Been talking about old OCs, which made me remember I've been reworking on my (former) f/naf gang for a few years now. For now, I humbly offer Clyde 👍

[mlobsters]

supernatural s1e1 pilot (w. eric kripke) part 1 (part 2)

I can't do this alone. Yes, you can. Yeah. Well, I don't want to.

will he stay or will he go part 6 of ?

[barra-400]

June pt. 9

[sadkachow]

if i hear one more pro-ai take i fear i may start exploding people with my brain

[espectres]

WISDOM SAGA RELEASE DATE !!!!!!!!!!!

[angelof-thevoid]

Favorite Ship / Supernova

(disclaimer: i hc eris morn with they/them pronouns)

Lately, things have been calm and she got her paperwork for the day done sooner than usual, so with the free time Ikora decided it would be nice to have a spontaneous date. She sends a message to Eris, hoping they aren’t busy at the moment. At least, far as she knew there shouldn’t be anything taking up their time. After a few moments Ikora smiles when her screen lights up with a response.

-

It’s a cool, clear night where you’d swear you could see every star in the galaxy that wasn’t eclipsed by the moonlight. A sight like this wasn’t possible in the last city, and seldom did Ikora get the chance to venture out of it. Duty was a chain and it kept her not too far from the city, but in the rare chances she had the opportunity she wanted to take advantage.

Setting down a blanket on the side of a hill, Ikora places two comfortable, large pillows she had against the incline. Eris patiently stood by, their form illuminated by the light of the moon as they looked up to the sky. She wondered how much hive eyes could pick up on the distant pin-pricks of light, having been told they weren't the same as human ones. If you compared it to human vision, technically you could say they were blind.

Nonetheless, they mentioned their way of “seeing” just works differently now. They still had a sense of their surroundings, even knew the distance between themselves and the moon. An odd thing to be precognitive of but they chalked it up to it being the birthplace of their transformation, when Eris became kin to the very enemy they sought the end of.

How things have changed. Outside of that Eris had a sensitivity to paracausality which gave her a refined sense of other guardians as well as the shape of their light, despite being without. Strange changes, but not without some benefits. Ikora reaches over to gently bump her hand against theirs to catch Eris’ attention without startling them. As if much could startle them anymore.

“Finished?” Eris asks as they turn to look at Ikora who nods, the pair’s hands linking together as they settle onto the cozy patch. They lean back, side by side with hands still intertwined and multiple points of contact between their bodies. Silence hung in the air for a short time as they enjoyed the view, until Ikora broke it with a question. One she had long wondered about since Eris’ ascent from the Hellmouth. 

“Do you miss it?” She softly questions, gently squeezes Eris’ hand with her thumb rubbing against the length of theirs. “Miss what?” They reply after a short second. “The light. What you were, before-” Ikora stops herself choosing not to say the rest. 

A contemplative pause, “It doesn’t matter now, does it? It happened. All I can do is move forward in spite of it.” That solemn answer cuts straight through Ikora’s question with a knife’s edge. She turns her head toward Eris who continues, “Nothing good comes from dwelling on what’s missing.” and then a little quieter. “Do you wish I was unchanged?” 

Ikora frowns and quickly sits up, turning her whole body towards them. “I only wish for you to return from the things you hunt every time, safe and sound.” Eris gazes at her as she leans over to rest a hand against their cheek. “It doesn’t matter, as long as you’re still here.” She gives Eris an affectionate smile.

Eris’ own lips quirk up as they sit up as well, faces hovering inches apart before they make the first move to kiss Ikora. It lasts mere seconds as they slowly break apart but still close enough to feel each other’s breath. “In my darkest, loneliest moments, I miss the presence of your light over mine.” 

To think, after everything that’s happened including losing the light, Eris would rather have Ikora leaves her feeling a certain way. She feels the void open its empty maw in her chest, wanting to devour her heart over the proclamation. “Do you?” Ikora breathes out, letting the void energy trickle through her fingertips against Eris’ cheek.

Eris’ shivers a little from the sensation as they turn their face more into her hand, the ever present dark tears dissipate against Ikora’s radiant light. “I do.” Almost reluctantly, they retreat from the physical contact to look Ikora full on when they ask, “Show me your light.”

It comes out not as a question but like a lover’s request for their partner to share their body. And traveler save her, she finds herself bending easily to it. Usually Ikora wasn’t for unnecessary displays of her light, but she couldn’t resist Eris. So she adjusts into a kneeled position and brings her hands to hover in front of her mid-air.

Fluorescent violet light begins to form in a small, concentrated ball between her hands, steadily growing in size and luminescence. Ikora envisions in her mind pouring the void into a container, particles being shifted in an even circular motion that continues to slowly get bigger. 

It’s the size of a kick ball when she decides to stand up, purple light shining its hue across the two of them. Eris watches the nova bomb increase further and further until Ikora has to lift it over her head and release it up toward the sky, flying up and up to a seemingly impossible height until it explodes like a collapsing star.

Like a firework streaks of void shoot outward from the center and leave glittering trails of void as the bolts try and fail to find a target, thus bursting into smaller showers of purple that sparkle amongst the starry sky. An imprint of the void lingers like the burn of an afterimage from a too bright light.

“Beautiful.” Eris says in appreciation. Ikora sits back down with them as they reach out to grab her hand and trace it, making her shiver in return. She pulls their hand up to her mouth and kisses the knuckles of it, huffing a short laugh. “I’m glad you can still find beauty in the light.”

[b-blushes]

let me be a hater for a second. i miss being able to go into shops and try on clothes sooooo bad, it's taking me like 3 attempts PER ITEM that i'm trying to buy to find things that fit me and it's. also turning my brain into liquid and making the process of replacing items take three thousand years. the only positive is that i'm Experiencing The Symptoms inside my house instead of 'in a shop changing room where i will now have to figure out how to safely get home when my brain is falling out of my ears and my body feels like it's gonna disintegrate' but oh my god. oh to have one bajillion pounds and have someone tailor make all my clothes for me in my own home with fabrics that i can stand to wear and in a way that actually FITS ME. killing me.

being disabled: do not recommend currently if you want to do things like 'daily life activities'. OKAY evil hours over it's time once again to be kind and compassionate to myself instead of engaging in pointless rage. peace and love

[pesky-waffle-bird]

listen grian, nobody touches my bush. youre done

it all started when grian touched my redstone. he played himself li-li-like a xylophone set on automatic. Doc Monster is a savage, with technical skill and crazy vocal acrobatics. im a legend of the NHO with Etho, Beef, and Double 0. Doc MC is coming for you sevenfold. we got Rendog and other firemen to douse the flames that you shoot at this leviathan, Iskall can try again

you think im in hiding, im just biding my time. putting pen to paper, coming up with rhymes. we're the Star-studded group who got together just to crush you, once we start something you know we're gonna see it through. im the knight, the soldier who brings the fight at first light. yall had to incite, so now i gotta indict: youre guilty of getting murdered with words. yall are outgunned, go home nerds (woohoo!)

hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang

if you think you can stop the symmetry, thats false. G-Team is dialing for help, but im ignoring their calls, and when their bodies dissolve youll know that False is on a killing spree. try to stop my pvp and perish painfully. im the queen of hearts, heads, and body parts. your diamond armour cant compare to my martial arts. i'll send a poison dart to make you breathe your final breath. G-Team's name will be the only thing left

caffinated, animated, redstone innovator.my behavior's crazy, cant phase me, Impulse is never lazy. Tango, why would you betray me, now my scope is aiming. better run for from cover from all the ghast balls that i be taming. without a sound, without no hesitation, my creations are amazing. better watch your step or the G-Team will end up blazing. who's the better team? there is no controversy. but before its said and done you'll be begging us for mercy

hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang

oh, X gon' give it to ya, im gon' give it to ya, X gon' give it to ya, whaaat. lyrical boxing, dropping blows on all my foes. and the G-Team, theyre looking unclean, needing some sunscreen. burnt by words to hurt this herd of nerds, its insane how my rhymes got them injured. danger, danger! i got lasers to cut em up like razers. its flexin' season and I got flavour. their weak defenses like trenches and fences that these dense heads are presenting

theyre presenting them alright. theyre not very good. i could- i could walk over that, i could- i could jump over that. i could use an ender pearl, could use my elytra. c'mon G-Team, geez

yknow i don't know what to say, um let me- let me think

hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang

now im back, got some things i wanna say. (yeah!) whats the letter that starts the alphabet? (Ay!) ladies get in line, the Diggity be on the way. Cleo dont know who she freakin' with. all the signs say to notify her next of kin, this Diggity-Dog be dropping bombs, nothing but hits. spit that rhyme again cause the message is: i can mumble rap and still be the best there is

hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang, hermit gang

oh you- you wanted me to do a verse? id have to check with G-Team- i mean, uh, id have to- i'll have to check with my schedule and see if i can... see if im able to that sort of thing, you know? 'm a busy guy. do have to do a verse? oh, oh. you know? oh, oh. bananas. oh, oh. you know? oh, oh. bananas. do i have to do a verse? oh, oh, oh. bananas. oh, oh, oh. bananas. oh, oh, oh. bananas. oh, oh, oh. bananas. ugh, i just- i just dont know if its a good idea for me to be part of this song...

[retconomics]

the absolute rabbit hole that is looking into the COL/housing/wage crisis in the US...