#let it be known..

[astrxlfinale]

A package has arrived to the Astral Express!

It is a rather large box, and it comes with a letter addressed towards Trailblazer Caelus from the Nameless.

"Dear Friend,

Here are the goodies I've acquired the other day for you. Hopefully, they arrive on a convenient timely manner, so you are able to release some stress and struggles in leisure. Enjoy these bountiful rewards for your loyal partnership with me.

Yours truly,

Aventurine of the IPC."

Inside the box there is at least 10 packed butt-shaped pillows identical to the picture sent in messages, all with different colors for variety's sake. There is also a funny gray colored sleep mask with a big "BOTTOMS" embroidered in gold on the front, and a fairly normal pillow also described prior in messages. Rejoice!

"NO ONE TOUCH THAT, FOR THAT IS MINE--!"

Especially when he knows there's been an increasingly curious crowd of people who wonder what kind of mail he receives. Packages of varying sizes, at times coalescing with powers, at others just having an undeniable aura that intends to radiate. Maybe it could simply be chalked down to how aspects belonging to him just have an aura now after being such an active treasure hunter.

Yet, he'd quickly secure his package and quickly bring it back to his room post haste. For you see, Caelus prepared for this very delivery, preparing through the training of constant combat without sleeping for two whole days. Returning to the Express for a fresh shower, allowing this moment of reckoning to be introduced. For when he tears open these very parcels with precise delicacy..

Light.

For deep within this bounty would be the cherished pillows of LEGEND, an abundance of them, all specified to the direct parameters that only a true soul upon the Path of Thickess would truly understand.

His voice would momentarily ring throughout the Express as Aventurine's message was caught. Weariness found itself daunted and triumphed over, and within this moment, Caelus has never been faster in ensuring each and everyone of these pillows were safely secured by their respective cases. Upon the glorious realm known as his bed, Caelus proceeds to bust out a calculator and protractor, visibly charting out the appropriate courses to ensure they're all relegated at appropriate points upon his bed. Even now, all he could think of was his good friend Aventurine, that swell son of a gun who always held a classy smile and a winning chip.

He really will have to go the mile in ensuring he's taken care of. As the sleep mask that dons a proud phrase upon it's fabric was drawn, he'd give a clap of his hands, allowing the lights to dim down into nothingness. As he'd hop to his bedside that's ignited with the luster of starlight and various nebulae outside the window, he'd lean back, reading over the letter from the granted light as a rowdy grin settles on his face.

"Partnership, huh? Looks like I gotta up my game to keep my end of the bargain. This is no low stakes share he's offered here.. and.." And thus, Caelus's head would immediately plop down onto one of the many peach shaped pillows, pure tension distilling from his muscles as a pure exhausted sigh escaped him.

Rather than think deep from this point on? The letter is set to his tableside as the 'big BOTTOMS' mask was donned, introducing him to a comfy world of darkness.

It would be at this moment, Caelus would find the miracle known as rest. MONK-E has failed.

@kushtibokt

[oldmenliker]

FRANK ZAPPA NEEDS A BBL

[proxythe]

as long as ur my partner in time >_>

[starfalcon555]

[brucedefender4eva]

Dick, bouncing into the cave happily, his arms outstretched for a hug: B!

Bruce, incredibly overstimulated from a long day of Gala’s, tea parties, and other social events: No *actively shrinking into himself*

Dick, stepping back but still smiling: No good today? Thats alright, can I sit by you?

Bruce, avoiding his son’s eyes and trying his best to unclench his hand: *nods*

Dick hums softly and sits on the floor by Bruce’s chair: Thanks Dad… can I keep talking?

Bruce twitches and thinks it over, before shaking his head: No

Dick, nods and pulls out his phone, content on being silent his with his Dad

[chloesimaginationthings]

HAPPY FNAF SECRET OF THE MIMIC DAY!!

[28ms28]

TIA = The ides approach. BAK= bring a knife.

[lilyflxwers]

sources: ophelia, act IV, scene V // traci brimhall, dear eros // unknown // suzanne scanlone, promising young women // destiny, fieldplates gauntlets // camille rankine, emergency management // fatima aamer bilal, being unwanted is a language // unknown

[laughingcatwrites]

As a reminder that good exists out there, a coworker recently confessed to me that he found out his child is questioning their identity (kid's gender redacted for this post). The kid is keeping it from him, so he can't say anything to them or show that he knows, but he's doing his best to get mentally prepared and educated so that he'll be ready whenever his kid does feel comfortable enough come to him.

For context, this guy is a big, bulky middle aged dude who loves sports and typical outdoor "manly" activities. As his coworker and friend, I know he's a kind and sweet teddy bear of a person, but his kid probably views him as a stern, authoritarian figure, the way most teenagers view their parents. His family lives in a conservative area, so I'm sure between that, their dad's looks and interests, and the fact that their dad is a Figure of Authority, the kid is worried that they won't be accepted.

But you know what? When he found out about his kid, the first thing he did was reach out to his closest queer friend and ask for resources for parents of questioning children. His biggest fears are that his kid will be bullied or discriminated against and won't feel comfortable enough to be themself. His second action was to find himself a mentor in another parent who went the same situation (kid coming out in a conservative town). The other person is preparing him for some of the struggles his kid may face and the fights he may need to take on as a parent to make sure his kid is safe and treated well.

Something I want to emphasize for people focused on language as the primary method of allyship is that when we spoke, he used some outdated terms and thoughts about gender and sexuality. That does not make him bad. These were the terms and thinking used about questioning teenagers when he was growing up and he never needed to learn more current ones. But now that he does have that need, he's throwing himself in head first because that's his kid and he's darn well going to make sure that his kid feels welcomed and has a safe place to be themselves even if they never come out to him.

[bixels]

that "draw a character as close to canon vs your own art style" meme brain-beamed this into my skull.

[lavottino]

Something silly I drew because I think Reiju would be a little bothered with the fact that Zoro and Sanji fight and insult each other constantly when she first sees their interactions.

Like, Zoro constantly insults and starts fights with Sanji and the thing is, she knows that Sanji can now hold his own (and that he also starts shit)! But this doesn't change the fact that she saw him being taunted and beaten up all his childhood, so she still feels a little irritated by Zoro's behavior and she worries about whether that could negatively affect her brother! (she simply doesn't know about their lore, you have to forgive her)

[reader-from-nowhere]

Absolutely obsessed with @madamadamiu’s cat shelter au, I just HAD to draw my boy Swerve

HC: Swerve knows a lot of tricks in hopes of impressing any potential adopters, one of those is his ability to open doors/cabinets and windows, it’s just that he’s too small to reach the knob/lock most of the time.

*i turn to leave but then trip and angst fell out my pocket like pennies*

The Swerth ™️ incident, where Swerve managed to open a window and ran outside, going missing for weeks and sending everyone spiraling trying to find him because there’s been reports of Swerve being sighted near areas with feral dogs.

It took some time (and a lot of treats and food set outside) but they do manage to find him, dirty and hungry but thankfully unharmed.

The cats in the shelter are noticeably more clingy towards Swerve after the situation happened.

Though there is a lone pit bull wandering around outside the cat shelter, seemingly looking through the cat patio whenever Swerve is there.

[two-bees-poetry]

the daisies and the drowned

days 5 and 6: nowhere town, apokatastasis

[rottenish]

a stalker that is so obsessed with your happiness, well-being, and pleasure, that when they kidnap you everything just seems so perfect. of course they learned everything about you when you were the cutest pet they had ever seen. let them drag every aching moan out of your body and cry until you only cry from pleasure anymore, ensnared in a heaven that only exists for you, and who would leave a true paradise? of course they want you to be happy no matter the cost just let them take care of you.

[jiiyawns]

big fan of the fields of mistria anime (based off a march dialogue i swear i got in game but didnt screenshot...)

[chloesimaginationthings]

Elizabeth Afton bets on losing dogs in FNAF..