#it's the boy!

[ohnothisisathing]

Sorry, got caught thinking about Mike Tazercraft in his chones with his lab coat sitting on the floor hugging his knees.

[neuxue]

what about our lord and savior rand al'thor?

this one's hard mostly because it depends on when in the series you're looking at him. but up to and including early in Towers of Midnight because that's as far as I've got (do not @ me)

notes:

'lia his intensity should be off the charts' you say and I don't disagree with you but this is a series-wide average and intensity is not the same as stubbornness.

tragic backstory really just depends how far back you go :)

he really is just some guy but unfortunately he is the pattern-mandated protagonist of life, so. that's rough buddy.

whether he's good or terrible company depends on a set of factors complex enough that asmodean spent a book and a half trying and failing to work it out and resorted to musical therapy instead. RIP.

weapons or tools? this is more a perrin question but it really just depends when in the series you're asking him. either way, he is one.

enemy of god/at peace with life... see: dragonmount

he actually at one point announces that he plans to 'break the rules' but when you are the pattern-mandated protagonist of life who can literally bend the fabric of reality to your will mood, not to mention the de-facto ruler of multiple nations, the rules are kind of whatever you decide them to be. for better or worse. the only reason he's not farther to that side of things is the balefire habit.

the romance. oh, the romance. I love all the characters individually, I really do! But I am on record (extensively) as not being a fan of the romance in this series in general, and as much as I enjoy Rand interacting with and caring for and being cared for by his girlfriends, the romantic element of it almost always feels forced to me.

different sex is mostly because he and asmodean should have fucked at least once. i'm not sorry.

he gets my classic 'a better time' + 'a worse time' combination. His life sucks and everything hurts and I want him to heal and know peace and get to remember the shepherd named Rand al'Thor but I also want to watch him walk through agony and inferno, patiently forging his soul in the fires of pain. The duality of man.

He probably inspires the most godawful takes known to mankind BUT due to avoiding any and all WoT content until I finish the liveblog I can live in blissful ignorance.

I have not actually drawn any absentminded doodles on tabletops but I did write a song so I think that counts

meta-posting on main: do not @ me

[madoumonogatarirunelord]

Schezo birthday fic!

(This is my first time ever writing a fic but I'll try my best for the Schez ❤️)

The dark mage never liked parties. Or loud noises. Or the sound of balloons popping every three seconds. He wasn't a fun person, and so nobody ever remembered what the 16th of March meant to Schezo. Not even a happy birthday or even somebody saying hello. Just silence.

Schezo was used to silence, but this much silence was deafening. Was he selfish for wanting somebody to celebrate something that seems so trivial? His older brother used to make a big deal out of it—

Schezo cut that train of thought off as soon as it started. He missed his family, sure, but there's no use crying over spilled milk. That's what life had taught him.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps alarmed the mage. "Who goes there?!" Schezo yelled, though he didn't want to scare his only visitor. He felt rather lonely today of all days, and he didn't understand why.

"Why, it's just the comet warlock himself! Happy birthday, Dark Mage!" Lemres walked through the door, a chipper smile on his face. A cake with white icing, gumdrops and lots of sprinkles was in Lemres's hands. He placed it down and, only then did a small, shy figure make itself, or rather himself, present.

Klug had tagged along to celebrate Schezo's birthday, even if it was only to make up for those times where he intruded on the mage before him. "What is the meaning of this?" Schezo was skeptical... What if the warlock had poisoned his cake? Or what if this was a planned attack, and that tiny mage was here to prevent his escape? Or—

"I-I'msorryMrDarkmageIdidn'tmeantointudeallthosetimesIwasjust—" Klug was panicking, his voice was shaky and he could barely get his words out. Lemres put a hand on his shoulder, calming him down slightly.

"M-My apologies... As I was saying, I'm s-sorry for intruding into y-your cave and I was thinking th-that I could make it up to you... By celebrating y-your birthday!"

Schezo was confused now. That pesky little mage and that comet warlock were celebrating his birthday? But he thought that nobody cared. Nobody even turned up all day until these two... Wait, how did that little mage even know when to celebrate?! Unless that comet warlock told him. Well, he was slightly thankful.

"We worked on this cake for ya! It's to make up for the time I ate yours... And for Klug intruding... So, happy birthday! How would you like to celebrate?"

Lemres spoke calmly... Schezo had to admit, he really was a cool-headed genius, as Klug had said aboard the SS Tetra.

"Celebrate? You mean it? This isn't some cruel joke, is it? Hmph... I never knew you two, of all people, would be my desire..."

Schezo quickly face-palmed. He was quick to realize what he had just said. "I-I meant I never had guess th-that you would desire to celebrate my birthday!" He sighed, his face a rosy red. Lemres enjoyed the sight, letting out a small chuckle, while Klug clung onto his arm.

"Sh... Shall we share the cake? After all, there's no way I'd ever get through all of this."

Just as soon as Schezo awkwardly mumbled those words, a small, formal voice lingered in his head 'How very kind of you, master,' It said. Great. His own sword was treating him like he was 14 again.

"How very kind of ya—"

"Don't." Schezo cut off Lemres before he could finish. He then walked up to the cake, a small, appreciative smile on his pale face. The dark sword didn't even touch the cake, just one small slash and three equal pieces were cut.

"If you can't eat it all now, I have a few tubs you can take home." Schezo stated as served the cake, one rather large slice for everyone.

"S-So, am I forgiven?" Klug asked, a nervous and awkward look on his face.

Despite his usual demeanor, in front of this mighty mage and his idol, he felt tiny. Like an insect... But that soon faded away as Schezo gave the poor boy a small nod and a smile.

Schezo just hoped that the boy wouldn't end up like him... But that was the future, and right now, he had to entertain his guests.

"A delicious slice of cake, if I do say so myself~ After a long day of baking, I think it paid off~" Lemres laughed, trying to lighten the mood, and he succeeded.

Soon everyone was cracking jokes and getting to know one another. Schezo, after 166 years, could finally celebrate his birthday with those he loves, and it almost felt as if his family was right there beside him. In fact, they were... His own, new, little family.

[flipstering]

it's hiiimb! hiiiiiimb!

[foxboidrew]

Sundrop human

Cute!!

[yesanartblog]

got a design i'm satisfied with

[joficeandwind]

Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy!!!!

I have a pin of the cutie somewhere, and

:D

[odinsblog]

“Robert Pattinson showed up with iPhone voice recordings and had already nailed the voice for ‘THE BOY AND THE HERON’ before recording started. It was his first ever voice role and he finished in 2 days.” (source)

[ankle-beez]

nimona (film that was saved by netflix after disney canned it along with closing the studio that was making it) and the boy and the heron (2d animated movie, the type that disney doesn't make anymore due to "limitations with the medium") getting animated feature noms at the oscars this year and not wish... bro that's funny

[customboytoy]

[taffywabbit]

they should invent a new type of "staying in bed for 2-3 hours after you wake up repeatedly opening and closing apps on your phone" where it makes you feel awesome and energized and emotionally fulfilled

[froody]

cis people will say “I found out I’m having a baby girl at my anatomy scan and I’m experiencing gender disappointment” but be mad when you say “who knows? maybe you’ll end up with a son anyway”

[crabussy]

hey. don’t cry. crush four cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and pasta of your choice ok?

[lilimravengard]

[traveller-of-the-knight]

*ok, but what is Jake's stragle?*

[beardedmrbean]

Nothing like a trip to the uncanny valley to boost your mood