#idk this doesn't really need tags

[luvvchu]

Hey there, Ko! Sorry for how sudden this ask is, but since I remember you mentioned being new to tumblr and wanting a few pointers on using this site. As someone who's had an account here for nearly 2 years and has been "lurking" for the past 6 or 7 years, here are a few pointers. 1. Interaction

There are 3 ways to "interact" with a post on tumblr, with those being liking, reblogging, and commenting. Whilst liking and commenting are fairly self explanatory, reblogging allows you to "repost" a post or image you liked onto your own blog; you can add commentary, images, and so forth in the "reblog." Reblogging is by no means mandatory, but it is the best and most reliable way to support an artist/creator!

2. Primary and secondary blogs

There are two types of blogs on tumblr, with those being "primary" and "secondary" blogs. Your primary blog (which was created with your account) can like, follow, message, and comment on posts. While you can only have one primary blog per account/email, you can create as many secondary/side blogs as you like. Secondary blogs have the ability to post, reblog, and answer/receive asks! I have a secondary blog for reblogs and another for edits and the like; I highly recommend creating a secondary account for reblogging posts if you'd rather reserve this account for sprite editing.

3. Tagging

To ensure that your work shows up in search results, you can add tags (ex: tagging a sprite edit of Nagito with his name). Only the first 20 tags show up in search results, so be sure to use them wisely! If you're wanting to differentiate between types of content (ex: sprite edits and asks), you might want to create an original tag (ex: asks, sprite edits, reblogs, etc). I personally tag reblogs with "reblog" and reblogs from friends or mutuals as "friend's work."

4. Curating Your Feed

Since tumblr's algorithm is a bit different from that of other websites, you have a bit more control over what you can and can't see. You can filter out specific tags and/or keywords to prevent posts with those tags or keywords from showing up on your dashboard (which is considered the "main" page).

5. Protecting Privacy

If you'd like, you can prevent your blog from showing up in google search results or from being visible to people without an account. This is a very helpful feature, especially if you are worried about your privacy. Don’t be afraid to block suspicious accounts (especially since this site currently has a problem with porn/spam bots following accounts and even creating explicit posts in certain tags).

Have fun, and I hope you enjoy it here!

Hey, tysm! this is actually really helpful :D I also had no idea about the secondary blog thing 😅 that's pretty cool, thanks again for being so kind and explaining to me ! (๑>◡<๑) 💕

[saphushia]

i require an extremely specific variety of dp x gf crossover so i am resorting to creating it myself

[madootles]

there’s just something about a good superior-subordinate professional relationship built upon mutual hate...

[pigeocore]

Guys I don't think this counts as a friender-bender anymore

(More lesbian nickles because you guys loved the last one)

[summertimemusician]

Linktober Day 9

Deity

*sneezes after downing coffee* Well irl stuff got in the way so I'm way behind my original schedule for these and for Linktober but here we go with another arguably short one, fuelled purely by self indulgence, headcanons, spite against my linguist essays that kept me from keeping to schedule, severe sleep deprivation, a shout out to the Ender Lilies soundtrack and Majora's Mask soundtrack, and Nintendo for not clarifying anything about the lore so I'm snatching what I can and making it my own lol. Look, when you fíxate so much on details the Zelda team doesn't elaborate on you have to fill in the gaps with what you can.

As always can be read as romantic or platonic, technically in a LU context but not explicitly in it by itself.

The Lord of the Mountain liked hearing people sing.

In a way, it wasn’t a surprise, Hylia and the Golden Three each had their ballads and symphonies and minuets, each splendid and with cuts of their divinity in it, Farore was fond of lightning and forest alive minuets, and you could swear Farosh sparked just a bit brighter when one would him the beginnings of the Minuet of the Forest near their spring, Din was fond of boleros, fiery and alive and howling with the echo of flame touching earth that made a shine run through Dinraal’s scales, Nayru, in contrast, was much fonder of blizzard and river quiet serenades, the songs of contemplation at first snow ringing clear when Naydra curled around it’s spring, content to be free of Malice.

And of course Hylia had her ballads and lullabies, perfectly fitting to her display of divinity, of honey days and vast bird like wings, of ambered summers to come and to pass and dazzling solar storms of starlight and sunlight sparking through the human form of her descendants and heroes. So in a way, you weren’t surprised at all that the Lord of the Mountain – Satori, with a familiar touch of londsleite divinity, the hunt of the woodland beasts and diamondscar adoration for the Hero of the Wilds, similar in glory to the Light Spirits petrichor and vermeil fondness for the Hero of the Twilight – liked to listen to people sing. What you were surprised was how it attempted to follow along, it’s head across your lap the second you sat down in the clearing, a gentle hum on back of it’s throat, an owl’s cry and a cicada’s humming and faintly, chirring purring as presses it’s faces into your hands, a gentle request for petting.

It was adorable, even with the faint notes of the chill of clear spring water on winter and the livewire feeling of magic, like holding your hand too close to a flame but not quite touching it.

A low chuckle brushes against the back of your mind, a feeling like biting on ice, the prowl of a wild beast and the build up of lightning and light used to create his blade, the amused affection of a warrior reconvening with their brother in arms, you think you see the bone ivory of the Deity’s hair on the side of your vision, though you know he’s not physically there, ‘He likes you.’

You hum, gently patting behind it’s ears, pushing through the chill, gracefully not mentioning the burning with a smile at the mythic being’s faint chirring, birdsong and the wind through cherry blossoms that sparkle like rose quartz, “Well I quite like him too, I can see where it’s gentleness comes from.”

The ghost of a touch over your hair, the caress of lightning striking over your skin and the hair on the back of your neck pricking up and the crisp cold of winter, the chill of the ending and the flame of a new dawn, of new days, the phantom of magnolias and spring water on your tongue. The fragrance of pine, daffodils and blood soaked lilies on ashen fields on your senses, gentle and careful, marking but not claiming, ‘Only because it’s you, beloved. It’s not something easily given.’

You sigh, shakily composing yourself, you let yourself relax into the phantom sensation. Of hopes and dreams and healed suffering, of the divinity of hunt turned into protection and lightning given form, of tangled timelines and crystalized memories, “I know. It does not change my opinion, either way.”

To be the subject of a god’s care and regard was dangerous, after all. For the human and the deity in question, you know the stories from your world well, of the effects of Hylia on First and Sky, of Twilight and the personification of the Twilight Realm and the spirits of his land, of Wild and clawing from death’s embrace into that of the wilderness.

Knew how the fact the Fierce Deity’s mere proximity causing pain on those who changed him into hunting for hunt’s sake into protection for the sake of someone else cut deeper than even the ever encroaching entropy all beings must one day face. It was no wonder the Song of Healing was his creation, to want to ease the burden.

You gladly grant him some peace, in turn, even if it wasn’t much. It’s the least you can do, for always having his ways of watching over your heroes.

“Join me? We can make a duet.”

You feel more than see him shift, ephemeral, fleeting, gentle against the edges of your existence, as foreign to Hyrule as your own, sparking over your spine as you feel ozone and rust on your teeth. Satori is humming again to match the rumble of thunder in the man’s voice, the heralding of songs of war and elegies for the dead, ‘Of course, though I’m afraid I do not know many songs, besides…’

“It’s alright,”, you smile faintly, there’s a white ocarina in his hands, as he leans, a spectre against your side, “I’ll teach you some of my own, though you’ll have to forgive me if I don’t remember all the lyrics.”

‘It would be my honor to learn.’

You think he smiles, from the fluttering of something ancient and long forgotten against your side.

You sing to Satori and the Chain, a small respite of familiar and forgotten tunes, the Lord of the Mountain hums along. The Fierce Deity’s song cutting through any nightmares that may ail your heroes for another night.

When the dawn of a new day comes, the feeling of divinity against your skin feels just a bit more obvious, sinking into every crack of your being like a shroud, falling over your boys like a veil, reflecting the breath of eternity over Hyrule.

(First gives you a look that’s half exasperation, half understanding. Sky pointedly sticks to your side as Time looks you over, markings deep with vibrant color. You shrug with a helpless smile as you feel the lightest brushes of Hylia’s fond days of gold and starlit summers days against the Lord of the Mountains warm, luminous affection and the Fierce Deity’s smug, but content lonsdaleite smile.)

[justarandomhelluvablog]

having thoughts about how Husk actually has very little left to redeem bc he started his journey of self-change before even coming to work at the hotel, but at the same time redemption isn't even his goal- he ain't even aiming for heaven, he just wanted to be a better person and maybe now with friends and especially Angel, who he supports so much and wants to see succeed, maybe now he has a reason to be a better person

[dootznbootz]

I think some folks MAY have gotten the wrong idea about how I feel about Circe with some of my posts. So, to clear the air...

Homies, I love that fucked up sorceress.

I love how we're never given a reason why she turns people into animals. That's so funny and so awful. And another potion-making magic gal?!?! I love that she's just basically vibing on an island doing whatever she wants. I even love the fact that she scares Odysseus shitless! She's morally gray and that's why she's FUN.

I just sincerely hate when people try to girlboss her or have her be a victim of SA when she never was Looking at you, Miller. Especially when she was actually the one who coerced Odysseus in exchange for his men being transformed back into humans. And even then, while he was clearly afraid of her, (it's in the language of the Odyssey) she likely meant him no harm after a certain point. He just didn't know that.

Why does she need a reason to do awful things? Why can't she just be a goddess who does whatever she wants? That's the reason why I love her!!! She's fucked up!!! :D

I hate what the Telegony did to her as well! >:( You're telling me, this sorceress goddess, who makes potions (!!!) wouldn't have magic contraceptives??? Would WANT CHILDREN?!?! WITH THE PATHETIC WIFEMAN?! No. Fuck no. Eugammon of Cyrene, I have beef with you 🤬

Anyways!!! Understand all the "#anti circe" I have is simply Anti "Girlboss Circe" or the book. I genuinely think she's neat af as her morally gray, fucked up sorceress self and just get frustrated with...everything :'D

[sleep-nurse]

I'M WANT TO EAR TEG LORE

OUGH ok so. im gonna try to shorten it and it's going to sound a bit confusing because there's still The Basics of this specific world that i didn't tell but

this event was called 己 (onore/myself) and it mostly consisted in himawari trying to convince everyone she's the creator of everything (because himawari is me and. i indeed did create the world and the characters and the realm) and lycoris trying to convince the gods that black matter doesn't hurt the realm (quick context the gods of the realm always fought it thinking it's ''impure'' but all it really does is absorb the bad stuff in the realm and purify it) and they therefore need to stop fighting it (cus lycoris is primarily made of black matter although she's himawari's subconscious)

well a lot of shit happened but in the end conclusion when lycoris finally managed to face one god, who's name is glory, and telling them politely that they should stop fighting or else they're going to kill the entire realm because. lycoris is himawari's subconscious and therefore that's technically killing himawari. well obviously they don't believe it and bla bla bla they end up readying this purification shard and aimed it towards them, however in the last moment himawari was in front of lycoris trying to ''save'' them in a way (even tho she was minuscular compared to lycoris), and glory noticed. since they're not allowed to kill any human that comes from the world (even tho hima is mostly a robot but she's still ''''''their child''''' as they call her), glory decided to shatter the on-going shard in front of them and. while it didn't directly hit lycoris the shards sure did hit himawari and almost killed her

^ this is only 1 shot out of the 30 fucking shots i had to do for this event alone but yeah. that's how it shattered. that black muzzle is lycoris's noodle form

no one still knows if this ACTUALLY happened or if it happened in another dimension or it was all in himawari's mind/dreams but there was significant damage done and shards were found inside of her. this entire event lasted from may to november 1st of this year. btw. that's HOW LONG IT WAS

[oh-meow-swirls]

how does the raft not capsize.

[da-proti-toku-grem]

why can't anyone understand that everyone is different and not everyone likes the same things and that it's completely okay AND normal for someone not to like going out and preferring to stay at home :/

[miharuhebinata]

nuggeto

+ original sprite for comparison

[todayisafridaynight]

What do you think Mine’s reaction to Masato / Aoki be like?

tbh they'd probably be. amicable. at the very least.

[front-facing-pokemon]

[moonyistired]

friend wants to romance morris on their next sve run and we've just been calling out the man for being a workaholic who needs a break while putting away the fact that the player farmer is also very much a workaholic

[batshikns]

i just realized- 6 more months exactly until my birthday- that's... depressing- 😓

[lord-squiggletits]

Between TF and my other fandoms like BG3 and TES, I keep finding myself making OCs that have some element of "battle hardened hero who is actually good and righteous, but so traumatized by the toll of war that even after the war ends they feel empty/wrecked and can't enjoy the fruits of victory" and I'm not sure if it's bc I gravitate to a certain type of media where such OCs fit in best, or bc I have a specific character archetype I like and gravitate towards media that contains those things.