#is anyone reading this?

[mepipi-larje]

HEY DUDES I MADE ANOTHER EDIT?!!! I didnt do an intro and it was fairly quick but I kinda liked how it turned out! :)

(the ‘whooos that chick?’ bit is so addicting cuz he sounds so good)

@sanestakaashistan here since you liked my last one!!!

[thehighrepublicbrainrot]

Drawing sad, crying (ex-)Jedi from this angle, improvement over 5 months.

I know no one cares, but I'm actually pretty proud of myself, so yeah...

[aeros-lab]

Ah, it’s been a while since I’ve posted any writing. The other day I wrote this lil bit from Kithara and Avril’s reunion after having been apart for an entire arc. Calm before the next storm :,) 

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I’d spent the better part of six months spinning the words I’d say to Avril when we finally saw each other again around my head. And yet, now that she was in front of me, disheveled in a wrinkled men’s dress shirt, scuffed boots and her strawberry blond hair now overgrown into a shaggy bob, my tongue dried like cotton. 

I watched as silver moonlight shifted over her fair skin, my eyes tracing the angles that shadows carved into her face. Avril was always striking in a way that demanded attention, whether or not she was trying to be. Not even the weariness that clung to her sluggish movements could steal the fire from her eyes.

Hazel fox-like eyes burning golder than flame. Home. 

“Av,” I tried to say, but it came out in a pathetic whisper. I didn’t have werewolf instincts by any stretch of the imagination, but still, somehow, my senses were in hyper-focus. I could hear the individual leaves rustling under her footsteps as she approached me. Smell the damp forest air as if it were brand new. Feel the vibration in the air from the cicadas’ sharp buzzing. My fingers twitched at my sides, itching for my swords, as if my own anxiety were something I could cut down. 

“I…” she started, her voice huskier than I remembered. I could see bandages peeking from behind the collar of her shirt, remembering what that werewolf boy told Ellard about Avril’s interrogation with Leitner. My stomach plunged. 

I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but all I could bring forth was a whimper as she rushed over, throwing her arms around me in a rib-crushing hug. 

Reflexively, I hugged her back, and as easily as we breathed, I melted into her arms. It was as if I was balancing on tilted ground from the moment I woke up after the resurrection until right now when the world rebalanced and my own weight no longer felt foreign. 

Home. 

My arms tightened around her and before I knew it, the floodgates swung open and I was sobbing. Her fingers, long slender and careful as always, carded through my hair. 

“You’re here.” I felt her nose dig into the space between my neck and shoulder. Her breath was warm against my skin. “You didn’t give up on me.” 

“Of course not.” I swallowed and looked into her watery eyes. “I was never going to give up on you. I promised we’d find our way back to each other, didn’t I?”

I brought my hand to her face, catching a falling tear with my thumb. She slid her hand over my wrist, then slotted her fingers between mine. She chuckled. “Even after I faked my death?”

“You can’t fake anything to me.”

“Cheater. You had two necromancers on your team to share the truth.”

I laughed, which brought forth another onslaught of sobs. I caressed her face and brought my forehead down to rest against hers. Underneath the unfamiliar smell of thrifted clothes and cheap shampoo, there was still Avril. It was overwhelming enough to make my knees feel like jelly. 

“I would have kept looking regardless. I’d never, ever give up on you, Avril.”

She let out a long breath, of relief maybe, and squeezed my hand. “I know.”

[tony-loaf]

Listen, listen. I’m very conflicted about this turn of events, too (mostly because Russos, I would be higher than a freaking kite right now if Favs were directing one or both of the upcoming films). But I’m reading all these reaction posts (Doomscrolling if you will - haha see what I did there?) and …. can y’all just PLEASE let us be happy for 5 minutes??? Overall, I am hopeful about this, and we need hope in this gigantic crap fest of a world.

There is a LOT of narrative potential and a lot of compelling directions they could take this (marvel, do not turn me into this —> 🤡 in 2026). Seeing what they did in Deadpool & Wolverine honestly gives me hope. I don’t think RDJ would come back for a just a cheap cash grab, he doesn’t need it.

Given the hole the MCU has dug for itself with this multiverse shit and the history of the comics, going this way actually makes some sense. (Then again, in 2018, I was adamant that they wouldn’t kill Tony in Endgame because it would just be a stupid idea and we know how that turned out 🤡🤡🤡).

Anyway, my point, if there is one, is that we have a few Schrödinger years to be optimistic and come up with a bunch of cool possibilities (until Marvel shits the bed again).

Until then, I’mma be happy:

[ciderbird]

academic bias is so funny because you’ll be reading about the same historical event and one person is like “Despite the troubles that befell his homeland and near constant criticism of the court King Blorbo remained strong in the face of adversity” and the other one is like “after letting his people carry the brunt of his cringefail decisions Blorbo the Shitface refused to listen to any reason and continued to be a warmongering piece of shit. Also he was ugly.”

[mossxwx]

oh .. well yes of course

I'm starting to run this.. channel? Is that what this one is called? I will post my drawings here

they are delusional, they are crooked, they are ugly

I'm not an artist sory

[lotus-pear]

SIGHHHH BSD REREAD…................I MISS THEM SO MUCH :(((

[spiderbitesandvampirevenom]

i think "many queer people are purposefully deprived of regular IRL social interaction with other people, both queer and not, by our society" and "lots of queer discourse on the internet would be rendered irrelevant if the people engaging in it were regularly interacting with other queer people in real life rather than online" are two statements that can and shouls coexist

[bishy437]

oh, please don’t go!

i’ll eat you up i love you so!

[junotter]

just some designs mainly created because I wanted to draw hakama and then it spiral out from there

bald zuko under the cute

[sunlitsoil]

there is always tomorrow

[sparkleofstardust]

in light of the recent news that Iranian President Ebrahim Raisi has been found dead after a helicopter crash you might be wondering 'who the hell is this guy and why are so many people celebrating his death??' and i'm here to answer that!

to fully understand what's going on we need to look into Iran's history: when the Iranian revolution in 1979 happened the authoritarian king who was ruling at that time was overthrown, but the ensuing power vacuum lead to the islamic regime seizing power and establishing Iran as an islamic republic

the following years were incredibly cruel to the Iranian people; thousands of people (especially minorities) have been protesting against the strict islamic regime leading to many being jailed, tortured and executed.

and this is where Raisi played a big part: in 1988 he was part of a committee that ordered the execution of thousands of political prisoners who were protesting the islamic regime, earning himself the title of "the butcher of tehran"

do not be fooled by what the state media wants you to believe, the Iranian people are celebrating his death. he was a cruel mass murderer who has destroyed the lives of thousands of people, his death should be used as a time to mourn for all the suffering he has caused, and bring new attention to the political prisoners still being held in Iranian prisions today

because sadly the fight is far from over. many of you have probably heard of the murder of Mahsa Jina Amini back in 2022, causing a new wave of nationwide protests and establishing the "woman, life, freedom" movement. the regime has gotten increasingly cruel in their treatment of the Iranian people, especially women, but the people of Iran are not deterred and keep fighting for a free Iran.

if you want to know how you can help, please keep talking about us. the one thing the regime hates is international attention, and in the past it has been proven that international pressure has stopped the regime from executing various political prisoners. people like Toomaj Salehi are under imminent threat of execution and spreading their names could save their lives. so whether you share social media posts or talk to your family and friends about what is happening in Iran, anything helps 🙏🏼

jin, jiyan, azadi ✌🏼

[leafwhirlwind]

I feel, personally, like not enough people focus on the fact that in this iconic big tiddy moment

Falin is. Splattering someone’s brain on the pavement like a fine ragù.

Splat.

[all-knowing-cup]

Being somewhere where there's no signal is weird. Especialy when it's hot.

Today has mixed with tomorrow and will become yesterday. Just an endless passage of time; it makes me feel lost, meaningless in the grand scheme of things.

-And sticky, remember the heat.

I'm still addicted to my phone, though, even when it's virtually useless. When I can only read the same 3 novels, and listen to the same 3 podcasts, and play the same 3 games, and I think that repetition contributes to my slowly going insane.

Oh wait scratch that, it's actually 2 novels.

The third one exists in my mother tongue, I better read that version.

Of course, that's because

Uh

Respect or something, yeah. Yada, yada yada; I want to appreciate the author without the interferance of a translator.

Smart reasons, yeah.

Yeah.

Anyways, it's been a while since I questioned *why* I do things, it's always been the what, the how, the way to materialize the things I'm going to do.

Why I walk the way I do never posed such an enigma to me until today, it was always *where* I'm walking to.

Why I say the things I do was never a mystery, it was always *what* I'd say, and how I'd use that to make people respect me, think I'm smart.

But why I'm having a sweaty crisis while swinging on a hammock while a friend's family plays cards is certainly a new one.

This is weird.

I think I already said that.

[chirrups]

when in doubt, dog it out

[notherpuppet]

Let’s Dance

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