#long-ish post

[chelledoggo]

okay, so this may be a completely inconsequential thing that i'm reading entirely too much into, but... you ever notice how during stressful, emotional, or awkward moments, Ragatha will kinda... do these things with her hands/arms? like she'll fidget with her hands, rub her arm, hug herself, etc...?

it's kinda giving "self-soothing stimming" to me. as an autistic person, i sometimes do similar things with my arms when things are stressful or awkward.

like in this scene, after they return to the Candy Kingdom and Princess Loo is congratulating them. yeah, the ordeal is over, and Ragatha's smiling, but her nerves are very likely still frazzled from it all and this is her way of calming herself.

and of course she does something similar while she's giving her eulogy at Kaufmo's Funeral...

again i'm probably reading entirely too much into it, but this is giving off the vibes of a self-soothing stim she's developed to help her deal with everything she's dealing with and suppressing.

[awkwardosthe3rd]

Hey do you have any warriot cats designs?

Uhh yes? Do you mean like personal spins on official cats, or fan OC's of the series? :0 I probably got both tbf (some of this stuff is low quality, cuz I admittedly scouted it off of google, since some of my old Twitter stuff just kinda- vanished and I ain't gonna be digging up the old USB disk rn) Some older official book stuff:

And some fan OC and AU stuff

[sabo-torao]

Small disclaimer before you head in: this whole post will be referencing the TCB translation. I know VIZ handled the exchange I'm discussing differently, but I couldn't find anyone who talked about the original version and as a result I don't really know who is closer to the original meaning. In any case, the "analysis" should still stand. Whether Dragon was commenting Sabo's firmness or admiring his resolution, Sabo's still putting on a mask, and that's the point I'm trying to break down. Enjoy!

This very specific interaction between Dragon and Sabo in chapter 1083 has always stuck out to me.

"My, you really are unshakeable."

which is an appropriate response to what Sabo said, of course. What kind of sensitive person reacts that way to the death of an innocent, right?

Even so, I can't help but compare the thing Sabo said to his actual, genuine reaction to King Kobra's death.

He's devastated.

Sabo brokenly screams Kobra's name, and his expression is one of full despair; he never thought about killing Kobra, let alone letting him die. On the contrary, he actively tried to save him.

Kobra told him to just let him go, that he was dead weight and he shouldn't be concerned about him, but Sabo straight up refused. In fact, Kobra's actions read way more as a sacrifice than an inevitable death; the king let himself die, knowing that this way Sabo could flee and reach Vivi and Luffy safely.

On the Lulusian ship, we see Sabo think about Kobra's last words to him and actively trying not to cry (and failing).

That's not an unshakable man. He's suffering, he's grieving. He realizes he failed his very own mission of saving the king and lets the meaning behind Kobra's actions and words sink in.

It really puts his former reaction into perspective.

Sabo's firmness, seriousness and coldness in front of Dragon and Ivankov are nothing but a façade. He acknowledges that what he's about to say might come off as harsh, and that, even if he does feel sorry for Kobra, the tragedy doesn't weigh him down thanks to the results it brought, but it all sounds like he's reassuring himself more than actually showing his indifference.

Hell, he even drinks his glass of wine right after having said that "he doesn't really care". How can anyone take his words seriously?

And we've been knowing Sabo is inclined to do this sort of thing since Dressrosa; he acted all cool and composed in front of Luffy but the second Koala called him on the Den Den Mushi he was weeping, having a hard time believing that his little brother didn't punch him or hate him for being alive all along. He even denied he was crying!

All because Sabo hates being seen as vulnerable, especially in front of the people he thinks he has to be strong for (Luffy, Dragon, etc). It's something I think goes back to how his parents treated him, since they scolded him for, y'know, having emotions and being a normal kid in need of love, but i digress.

I once saw someone describing Sabo as a very cold person in comparison to his brothers, even going as far as to say that Sabo doesn't care if people die if it means achieving the Revolutionary Army's goals (using this very interaction as proof), which couldn't be further away from the truth.

Bonney even says outright that it's weird seeing a "radical revolutionary" act so friendly when Sabo helps her out. Why would he do this if all he ever did was for "The Cause"?

Yes, Sabo is ruthless, rude, violent at times, and his friendly demeanor could be seen as a little more volatile than that of his brothers', but he's not heartless. He's not a "meanings to an end" guy, he proves it time and time and time again, and it's disheartening seeing people label him as such.

Sabo is kind. He may not be as warm as Ace and Luffy, but he is fundamentally a good person. A generous, kind, caring, sensitive person.

No matter how hard he tries to hide it.

[serensama]

A Word with Friends: Of Houses, Hearts and Hidden things

Thank you @hedwigoprah for this game and @woundedsoul12 / @jenn2d2 for the word and tags! 1.8k long - not that bad for me!

Rules: Use the challenge word to write a sentence or scene and then tag a few friends.

Read on Ao3

Balter

to dance or tread clumsily, without particular grace or skill

———-

Antiva City, for all its opulence, had never felt so hollow.

A month into her six-month contract and Lilya had already memorised the shape of the villa’s ceiling in the dark. She knew which floorboard creaked by the kitchen and which tile was loose in the bathroom and constantly threatened to fall on her head when on the privy. Her cover was intact, her intel clean, and her presence here welcomed if not generally accepted. And yet… she moved around the city like a ghost, wandering aimlessly and close to tears.

Officially, she was here under the guise of a Rivaini mage, with expertise in rare weaves and magical dyes, called in to consult on restoring priceless ancient tapestries. She was hired and paid for discretion, as the goods were not the kind quite legally obtained.   

Unofficially, she was watching a trade dispute unfurl between two minor noble houses, Maronne and Divalos. The head of the Divalos family had hired them to look into House Maronne as they had been showing sudden, unexplained prosperity. Their trade deals had expanded overnight, and along with it, their security measures grew tighter. Whispers of odd shipments arriving through private ports in the dead of night, talk that servants who had been with the family for years were suddenly disappearing and replaced with help imported from Tevinter, often a red flag for Venatori activity. No one could confirm if the Venatori were involved yet, but the pattern was too familiar. If the Divalos’ were right and the Maronne family was aligning with old blood magic cultists, it wouldn’t just destabilise the local economy, it could ignite something much worse. 

It wasn’t her job to fight a war, let alone stop one single-handedly, only to report if one was brewing, unless the orders changed. She wasn’t even there to kill anyone. At least, not yet. The Divalos’ weren’t in the business of murder- not without just cause. Her instructions were clear: embed, observe, confirm. Wait for the order- if there was one.

But Viago hadn’t chosen her just because she could stitch wards into fabric or speak with a soft accent. He’d sent her because no one would question a foreign woman living quietly in a half-forgotten villa in the artisan quarter. Because she was someone who could vanish in plain sight. And maybe, because keeping her far from Treviso kept certain things from unravelling. Viago had called it a contract. But she knew better. It was an exile, temporary sure, but still exile- even when wrapped in silk.

She wasn’t sure if the mission had come before the fallout with Illario. Or if the mission was because of the fallout. There were still nights she wondered how thin the line was that Viago balanced upon, if he sent her there because she was valuable to its success or because she’d become a liability to him. The worst part of it was that she was there and he, they, were there and she couldn’t do anything to help. She just had to smile in the salons she was requested to attend, pass information through to Viago and the Divalos’ contact through coded stitch patterns, and wait for the name to land in her lap.

She may have been an idiot when it came to her life choices, but she wasn’t naïve enough to think that name wouldn’t be familiar. A name she recognised from so long ago, she even impressed herself. Stefania Andretti, formerly just Stefania. Slave under the ownership of the Vitelli Guild. The irony of her current contract being tied to the very job that introduced her to Illario in the first place was not lost on her.

That job was a success, of course, but things still went sideways. She had left the contract intact but not unchanged, and by the time they returned to Treviso, the distance between her and Illario was barely a memory, and their attachment was already tangled-  inextricably. 

---

The job had come directly from the Crown. Discretion was of the utmost importance. Failure, never an option. So, of course, the Crows had sent their best. One from each of the Eight Great Houses.

Seven Masters.

…And Lilya.

She knew she wasn’t chosen for her rank. She was a political inclusion, because everything Viago did was with purpose. She’d been chosen to show the kind of power her Talon had under his control. Where even his newest Crows could be considered on par with the other Houses’ best. Of course she’d been hated from the start, they’d assumed she was there for what she was once to Viago and not because of her talent… or perhaps they thought he’d snapped and finally wanted to stick it to his old man so he sent someone who’d screw up the contract. Maybe all of it, really. 

She had wanted to laugh when she was paired with Illario. Viago only gave her three instructions- don’t ever be in a room alone with the King, try to keep her being a mage as quiet as possible and keep away from Illario Dellamorte, he was Caterina’s grandson- craftier than people gave him credit for and more charming than they believed. Figures that she’d somehow manage to break one of his instructions without even trying. 

They worked surprisingly well together. Better than she expected, at least. He moved like someone born to do this, silent and observant, his hands always a second ahead of hers. She had been too reckless, too loud on a roof, baltering around instead of sneaking. It had nearly cost them their casualty-free entrance. But he caught her, adapted and distracted the incoming guards and led them safely down a different route… and he never once looked at her like she’d failed. 

When they finally found cover in an overgrown courtyard behind an abandoned villa, vines and lemon trees heavy with fruit that hadn’t been picked. She had expected a lecture from the Master. Or worse, silence.

Instead, he handed her a blood fig.

She looked at it, startled. Illario pushed it into her hand and quickly checked they were truly in the clear, only to return to her, still staring at the fruit in her hand. It was soft and warm from being in his pouch.

“These… this is my favourite,” she said before thinking, still looking at it like she expected for it to grow a head and start singing opera. 

“I know,” he replied, taking the fig and breaking it in half and handing her back the bigger piece. 

He didn’t say how he knew, but then again, she didn’t ask. They sat on the fountain’s edge and ate in the dark, and for the first time since the contract started, she let herself breathe. Illario had already seen her falter; there was no need to pretend she was perfect to save her Talon's face. The cold touch of almost failure was still fresh against her skin, but his warmth made it bearable. The sweetness had caught her off guard, from the fruit and Illario both. She could feel the juice on her chin, the sugar on her tongue. He was watching her as she wiped up the errant droplet and sucked it off her thumb. Not obviously. Just enough to notice.

It made something shift in her chest.

And then she almost kissed him… Stopping just close enough to feel the warmth of his lips feather over hers. She had just wanted to see what might have happened if she stopped pretending she didn’t want to. But it was a mistake, and she pulled away immediately. Viago was right; he was far more charming than anyone truly gave him credit for. 

“I… I apologise,” she said, voice low, already hating the way she sounded so young and pathetic. “My mistake for skipping dinner. Hunger makes me do ridiculous things.” 

Illario didn’t flinch. He merely smiled at her. “There are worse mistakes, don’t worry about it,” he said lightly.

It should’ve made her feel better. It didn’t. Because she knew him too well already, a few weeks spent together with barely any time apart and she could tell which expressions were real and which were part of his mask, the one everyone thought they knew so well, not realising that Illario Dellamorte was very careful to hide away the real parts of himself. Like this calm and collected reaction- it wasn’t real. There was something behind it, something quiet about it that looked a little like disappointment. 

He didn’t try to kiss her again, and she didn’t stay long enough to see if he would have.

She had been warned. Illario wasn’t just another Crow. He was the First Talon’s blood, Caterina’s grandson. If she touched him and it meant something, it wouldn’t just be her head on the line. It would be all of theirs. 

---

Lilya blinked after pricking herself with a needle because of her lack of concentration. She had been warned years prior, and… Well, shit. She really didn’t learn, did she? 

Now, five years later, she found herself living in the once-abandoned villa, back in that same courtyard, the scent of lemon and earth thick in the air. The vines had grown longer. The fountain was more cracked. But the memory hadn’t dulled at all. She rested a hand on the edge of the stone and let herself think of him. Just for a second.

He was probably in Nevarra or Tevinter by now. Doing whatever it took to make peace with Caterina. Or he was in Treviso. Probably smiling at the girl she’d picked out for him, the one with the right name, the right background and connections, the right everything. If he were smart… he’d just do it. Make it easier for both of them, and she’d return to the news of their engagement or marriage, or with how quickly Illario worked, their pregnancy. 

“But Paloma… we may also live.” 

No. He wasn’t smart at all. He was as stupid as she was. Stupider really. 

Lilya yelled and threw her embroidery across the yard. It had only been one month, and she was already going stir crazy. She still had five months to go… unless, for some reason, the contract had to be extended. Groaning as she stood, Lilya took a breath and stepped away from the fountain, stopping to pick up the piece she had been working on and wiping off the dirt. The contract wasn’t finished. It didn’t matter what she felt.

Her feelings wouldn’t keep her alive… but maybe his would. 

She hated it. She felt so useless, she hated not being able to help Illario with whatever he thought needed to be done and help Viago with whatever mess he was left holding when he sent her away. But all she could do was stay, finish the mission, and avoid making things worse. Further embarrassing the Crows and Viago by failing a simple mission, sure as hell wouldn’t change what had already passed, only further securing her position as Caterina’s most wanted. Dead or… Dead.

Lilya looked at her latest message to Viago. 

Nothing new. Surveillance. Stefania. Update next week.

Maker, she hated sewing.  

---

Softly tagging: @rookamell @davrinsleftpectoral @kabsey @mythals-whore @themontess @brennacedria @jukkaricity @selennes @serstolas @obsessed-with-book-boyfriends @blackwall-my-tiny-husband @basedonconjecture @the-sparrohawk @trash-nerd @the-font-bandit @gingervitus and anyone else who wants to play <3

[henrysglock]

"Why would anyone mask the true meaning of their message unless the message was somehow sensitive?"—Evidence of Visions and Coded Communication from the Upside Down

I'm finally getting around to pulling my reblog from last September into a full post of its own!

"As for the lights not necessarily having been Will, I don't have a formal post about it yet. However, I can give you a run-down of my reasoning.

One, they basically told us that the letter lights and the other signs from Will are two separate things:

Specifically, "R. U. N." is categorized as a "message from the UD".

This becomes fun when we realize that the scene in S1 with the lights in general is chock-full of weirdness that indicates the presence of another person (?).

For instance:

How is "Will" in two places at once? And, if we recall, the lights jump from the end of the chain straight back to its origin:

Which is decently reminiscent of this:

Which is not to say that Will has powers, but more to say someone with powers wants Will to be found. Someone with powers is working in Will's favor, in favor of all the protagonists. It's also someone who consistently warns our protags of incoming danger. This is a continuing theme, and I'll discuss is more as I go on.

Second, the lights scene has all the hallmarks of a vision.

When Joyce puts up her letters, it's daytime. Full sunlight. Next comes the scene of Nancy and Karen, then Hopper at the library (neither pictured), and we can see the sun setting consistently across the two scenes.

The next time we see the Byers house, it's well past dark. The kids run after the cops down to the quarry in that same scene, no cuts. Smash cut to Joyce talking with "Will", which is...once again daytime.

The demogorgon "attack" also happens during the daytime...but then Joyce is shown running away from the "attack" in total darkness, like someone flipped a light switch. Then the cops, which we just saw at the quarry, come up the street.

That tells me that these two scenes:

Are happening just about simultaneously. We never see the letter lights used outside this context

In short: this tells me that time is visibly passing in reality, but not for Joyce. Joyce has spent however long in daytime. Meanwhile, sunset is visibly occurring for everyone else.

There are very few people in the show who can give visions. One of them is Kali, one of them is the Mindflayer, and the other is Henry.

Which all makes this direct callback even weirder:

The gang being led up to the attic is directly compared to the Christmas lights.

Now...riddle me this. If we know people in the UD can hear people in the right-side up, and they call attention to this fact multiple times, then it stands to reason that yes, Vecna could hear them and knew they were there during that scene. It was then established that this instance was not a trap, subverting Dustin's expectation that it was Vecna leading them to be killed.

Is that not, then, weirdly generous and unprompted exposition? This is on the level of, like, say...Or the gang in S2 being led up to the gate, and the Mindflayer ignoring them while they wander around just on the other side of the barrier. There's a cocky villain, and then there's unrealistically stupid behavior (especially for a supposed mastermind who's meant to be very intelligent).

Everyone in the UD knows they're there. Someone is letting the gang know exactly where Vecna is—someone working against the UD baddies from the inside. Sort of like Alexei did with the Russian gate just one season prior, yknow?

See: the Russians+Jim being directly compared to the Mindflayer+Henry.

See also:

(There's also a tangential bit to be mentioned here about "they'll get his whole life story, making this an elaborate ruse to capture you too" vs "join me" and the NINA monologue that can't physically exist outside of NINA and the distinct possibility that the guy we saw giving that monologue was not Henry, but a Mindflayer-generated dupe.See: the Mindflayer in the VR game putting Henry into a NINA-type simulation and the distinct possibility that NINA runs on a captured section of Mindflayer. See also: the Russia parallels, the captured Mindflayer in Russia, and the similarities between the Russian Prison Massacre and the NINA massacre.There's a whole web of connections here regarding The First Shadow, as well, because the plot and mechanics of TFS are very, very similar to those of NINA...I have like 50k words of analysis on TFS if you're interested. The link regarding the VR game will take you to the full work on Ao3.)

Circling back to the original topic, there are other instances in S1 of people in the Byers house being given visions with the specific intent of making them run away. Take Nancy, Jonathan, and Steve with the demogorgon, for example.

It comes through the exact same area that it did for Joyce, and then it just...gives up the chase...for no discernible reason?

Only for it to pop back up like 30 seconds later in a totally different spot with a totally different "progression" (see: all the electricity in the house going out the second time we see the demogorgon, but not the first)

The purpose of the first instance, and of Joyce's instance, being to get our protags to run away before they're in real danger. Like...

In short: There's someone else there, they want Will to be found, and they're ringing the alarm bells whenever our protags are in danger.

See also: The unexplained call they never return to/they never tell us who the caller was...that turns into literal alarm bells at the lab right before Will sees the Mindflayer.

Sounds like a missed warning to me.

But who would have the knowledge and foresight to do something like that? Wouldn't it have to be someone in close contact with the Mindflayer?

Which directs me back to something I was saying earlier this year about S2, specifically about Will and "closegate". Will fully succumbed to the Mindflayer in less than 3 days. How was Will not only able to figure out what should have been a closely guarded secret (that secret being "how does a person stop the Mindflayer?"), but also communicate it through perfect morse code...while being fully flayed.

In contrast, per The First Shadow, young Henry had been more or less successfully managing to live with Mindflayer stuff for about 10 months—or 6 full years, per Broadway—while every other known victim had succumbed within the span of days. Also per TFS, Henry had been writing and breaking codes/ciphers since elementary school. This man knows his codes.

(See also: Will's project citing Alan Turing as his hero vs all of Alan Turing's codebreaking work against the Nazis and the Shadow being compared to an interdimensional Nazi, but also Alan as a fellow oppressed gay man...but also the direct tie between Will moving to California to escape his past and being flirted with by a pretty black girl as compared to Henry moving to Hawkins to escape his past and being flirted with by a pretty black girl...which could all mean nothing...)

On top of that, Henry, in the VR, holds his own against the Mindflayer in terms of individuality and strength of identity.

Which person sounds like a likely culprit for sending a message with sensitive information right under the Mindflayer's nose?

(See also: "closegate" being sent in morse code, the kids communicating through morse code in S4 asking for help/trying to tell people where they are and that being compared to Vecna and the lights, and Enzo—welcome back, Russia arc— sending sensitive info in code right under the Russians' noses)

Anyway, I'm stopping myself here. If you want to read more about the double agent stuff throughout the seasons, I have a post here: "

Now (May 2025), I'd like to add more on in favor of my argument, specifically this post about WBOB (TFS), SQUAWK, and the reason for the focus on the WSQK radio building:

Specifically in terms of communicating with the Upside Down, and specifically for the purposes of sending messages like "a 'lost' friend is still alive and is either in need of help or trying to help by sharing important information".

(See: Cerebro being used to discover the Russian base and coordinate its downfall with the help of a man on the inside—Alexei—and the ST1 HAM radio being able to reach Australia/"the land down under" vs it being used to communicate with Will in the UD and the whole concept of "needing a more powerful radio" to communicate across dimensions. So...tell me, again, why ST5 spent so much time at a radio tower?)

There's also the detail of the Shadow communicating with Henry via his Captain Midnight radio, indicating that the Mindflayer's "channel", so to speak, can reach radios—meaning that someone co-opting that channel could reach our protags via radio receivers.

Idk, guys. The radio thing kind of feels like a smoking gun.

[ohnonotthehorrors]

Right, walk with me as I dive into Canary Curse/SecretLife Martyn lore.

The current working theories are:

A: Jimmy is a sign of doom to his allies. Most of his allies have done poorly when partnered with him (Scott, Mumbo, Tango, Joel, and now Martyn), at least in reference to their usual abilities.

B: Watchers dislike Martyn. (And Jimmy)

These are valid in my mind and pair well with the phenomenon. However, I don't think it's exactly what is happening.

Which leads me to a mildly popular theory I'm still debating about (which will be my main point of this post):

Martyn is actively sacrificing himself for Jimmy.

It's not a poor theory, but I don't think it's accurate. For one, it doesn't fit wonderfully with Martyn's character (in game), which is untrustworthy, turncoat, and survivalist among other things.

But lets talk about why I DO like it first.

So this theory is similar to a different situation that happened in limited life. When Joel famously said after Jimmy died 'I was going to sacrifice myself for him, so he wouldn't go out first.' Most people have taken that to mean 'I was going to give him my time/let him perma-kill me.'

What's interesting about this is Joel is going about it in a very productive way. He is gathering time from other players, which he will then give to Jimmy to further Jimmy's odds. It could technically also imply that Joel doesn't plan to die instantly. If he has enough time he can share with Jimmy without full sacrifice.

Joel never got a chance to do this. Making the words tragic and full of broken hope, especially considering how he was then hunted by the majority of the server. Soon dying near where Jimmy fell.

Martyn's actions would be tragic in a very very different way.

This isn't a man being productive. this is a man actively self destroying. looking the universe in the face as he chooses to beat it just seconds before it can kill it's favorite punching bag.

I can not begin to describe how much this feels like a man clawing victory out of a race only he knows he's participating in. (Only he knows hes Winning)

Martyn is not Helping Jimmy's case. He isn't somehow giving him more time on earth or showering him in diamond armor until he's safe. This is not a story where the victory will come sweet, this is one where the victory is death. Not more time with friends and family. Death.

I genuinely love imagining that. Full stop.

However, I don't think it's the Reasoning behind Martyn's actions. (at least partly)

Martyn is known partly for Rebellion. Or at least, THINKING about rebellion. (see, that's an important detail)

Character Martyn always planned on betraying Ren. Always. He was going to mutiny, coup, whatever you want to call it, from day one.

In Double life he doesn't live with his soulmate. Actively, killing them at one point. In Last life he begins talking to Them, beginning his journey into becoming a Listener agent.

In Limited life he actively disobeys the unspoken rules of conduct. (Which, to be clear, I do not think actually EXIST). He steals peoples kills, he acts amicable only to knife people in the back seconds later, he killed people that are supposed to be his allies. In a game where everyone was loyal he he betrayed his closest ally to win the game.

Now. Here's where the Thinking comes into play.

Martyn is never actually rebelling.

Not in any meaningful way at least. It's like the crab in the bucket example, he's pulling other crabs down to get to the mouth of the bucket (winning) and in doing so he Thinks he's rebelling. But he's actually just playing into the Death Game.

throughout this whole thing the ONLY thing he can do to rebel would have been to simply not play the game.

(Which is technically true from a Meta stand point as well)

Martyn could have let himself die. Could have refused to kill. In doing so he is causing the most active form of rebellion against the people Watching, in that he is giving them nothing to watch. He is refusing to PLAY the Death Game.

Now. He didn't chose to do that...

But what if he did THIS time?

Martyn has succeeded his goal, he's won. He is the fourth winner of the life series. And guess what?

It got him SHIT.

An hour and a half of abject loneliness in an abandoned war torn server, all while he slowly waited to die. And after? No escape. No nothing, just right back into the Game.

It's a little like the universe is laughing at him.

"Oh, you thought this would make you Special? You thought this would beet us? This is exactly what we always wanted"

So that one goal Martyn's had since the beginning? Gone. Out the window. And if THAT option is gone, there's really only one left:

I don't think Martyn is trying to die first to save Jimmy. I think Martyn is trying to die first to beet the Watchers/Universe.

(After all. What's a bigger fuck you than breaking the most solid curse in the game?)

[spidersinmysoup]

Antes de irme en realidad tengo una pregunta para la gente que postea su arte en redes sociales !!!

Les parece de verdad necesario tener una cuenta dedicada solo a su arte?

Últimamente me estuve preguntando esto pq la parte que más paja me da de publicar lo que produzco es elegir dónde publicarlo primero, si en mí cuenta main (esta) o la de arte. El tema es que si lo publico en la cuenta de arte siento una mayor presión por que la obra se vea perfecta y con un aspecto más profesional, entonces termino publicándola acá y reblogueandola a la otra cuenta para tener una especie de carpeta virtual de lo que voy haciendo pq hace que sea más fácil de encontrar después si le quiero mostrar a alguien.

Ahí resulta la base de este problema, porque acá en Tumblr es más normal tener un sideblog de arte y tengo linkeado el main y todo eso, pero en instagram es otra cosa completamente distinta y veo que hay artistas, tatuadores, que usan su cuenta main para todo, arte, juntada con los pibes, y lo siento mucho más natural, que el arte que publican es una extensión de ellos envés de un lado distinto u opcional de su vida que podes ver si querés/ si se alimentan las estrellas del algoritmo

[stormypip7]

OKAY. Now that it's all over, I'm honestly happy with Past winning! Whenever I went up against Team Past in Turf Wars, although this was like 3 or 4 matches, they were really good!

When I saw the results, I was sat there, dreading the outcome until I saw Past getting the extra points... then BAM! They won all three categories!

Through the entire Splatfest, I got one mirror match. Someone dc'd and we didn't even play it. In majority of my 10× matches, I was spawncamped and lost; but won the minority where it was a good fight. I got like 2 100× matches and lost both, and that's fine! I wasn't there to argue or be competitive, but to have fun.

Coming out of this with 0 points and 21 conch shells... it went close to how I expected it would.

Finally, thank you Splatoon 3. This was my first Splatoon game, and I've loved (almost) every second of it!

[domidextrus]

I've seen VRChat's general atmosphere described by other users as "like the old internet", and it took me a while to understand what that meant but now I think I get it.

I remember a time before Facebook and Twitter, when the internet was a place where anyone who felt like an outsider in the real world could connect with people and socialize on their own terms while keeping private life matters at a safe distance. While it's a ubiquitous tool of communication nowadays, the way we use it now is different compared to before the rise of social media: The term "surfing the internet" is currently a little antiquated, but it once gave the space a sense of exploration and excitement; for many it was a new frontier of infinite possibilities. You'd follow the line of your own unique interests and hobbies, and before long you'd find a treasure trove of artistic expression, or a tribe of like-minded folks eager to share their passions, or a rabbit hole of fascinating information. On rare occasions you could even stumble onto something that changes you to your core.

VRChat is the only space nowadays that manages to accomplish this same vibe, by virtue of it also filling the niche of virtual reality. Unlike augmented or mixed reality, it involves shutting yourself away from the world around you. Despite corporations (coughmetacough) pouring millions into pushing VR into the mainstream, that very notion is not something that speaks to everyone, and no amount of increased accessibility or reduced price tags is gonna change that. However, it is an alluring prospect to those that grew up socially disconnected from their close environment due to a lack of understanding from their family and/or peers. The space is filled with people looking to explore and discover what can't be easily found in their corner of the real world, and much like the internet of old, it's a smörgåsbord of the artful, the compassionate, the fascinating, and the perspective-shifting.

It might be the last place left on the current internet where the wonders of exploration are still alive and well.

[gallantcalamity]

Alright, I'm just gonna say this since Deltarune Chapters 3 & 4 feel pretty damn close and for my own sake as much as anyone else's: Let's temper our expectations for it, yeah? Like, obviously it's gonna be quality work by Toby & the team, this much we know as fact given the newsletters and all the peaks behind at the development process, but we shouldn't expect it to be this "Ultra-Grand-Godsend-of-a-Product". We should probably, at most, expect it to be on par with Chapters 1 & 2 and if it vastly surpasses let us welcome it as a surprise and not the standard, for the team's sake and our own. Additionally, let us remember that all the speculation and hypothesizing and theorizing we've done in the interim is just that. We still don't know what direction the story is gonna go, we only have 2/7ths of the whole picture right now, so let us accept the brushstrokes that get added and not lament the imagined. This isn't to say that you CAN'T be disappointed, peeps have their own opinions, just trying to really drive home the point that all the fan speculation may very well end up being FAN interpretations of the information we had at the time, and the things we do get right are down to our sleuthing as opposed to pandering as other media's would be want to do. More than likely there are going to be jokes, gags, and playful jabs at what we've concocted in the near 4 years it's been or, more likely than the former, at the fact that it's been this long (see the dialouge in ch. 2 talking about multi years of waiting, eg Susie @ the start & sans about his bro). I don't think I have anything else to say on the matter, so I'm gonna get off my soupbox and wish us all a very fun Deltarune Tomorrow[TM]!

[cyber-neptune]

Ramble post

Alright so it's almost 3am and I finished watching Mothra (1961) and I really enjoyed it!!

Maybe it's because I like watching old movies and seeing how certain things were made (or because I like moths lol) but I seriously really found it enjoyable.

Id really love to find a behind the scenes look of the production (if it exists). I liked seeing the miniatures (is that the right word for it?) and small cars being used in scenes with Mothra and large shots. Really fascinating tbh.

This shot is one of my favorite ^^

The details and the way you can see just how big Mothra is even as a newly hatched larvae compared to the islanders. I just love looking at this pic because there's just so much details!!.

Speaking lf Mothra,

Behold the lady herself. She's gorgeous and fluffy and absolutely huge compared to her surroundings. I love her colors and how fluffy she looks.

I'm pretty sure she's a puppet and I wonder what the concept arts looked like (if there is any, im curious). I also love how they made her wings so smooth while flying.

Also liked how her cocoon kinda looked like a peanut but that's probably just tired me finding it funny kek

Anyway I should probably go to sleep because I'm probably not making any sense lol.

Anyway, really liked this movie and I recommend it if you wanna see a pretty giant moth^^

Pics I took while watching it

[riddlelily]

riddlelily, told by shinee songs (solo + group songs)

love belt - jonghyun (2015)

I don’t think I’ll crash but / I’m nervous so hold me tight / Because of my selfishness, I always hurt you but / Forgive me, I’m sorry / You’re my love belt, / hold me tight / Hold me in this nervous world (please hold me) / You’re my love belt, you know I’m shaking with anxiety / Hold my hand

idea - taemin (2020)

A dangerous dream that swallowed me / You're proving it's you / This tremor deep in the heart / You are my messiah (Killing me softly)

crazy (guilty pleasure) - jonghyun (2015)

“I told you so” / They tell me not to get close to you, even your attractive eyes / “See, she targeted him again” / They say I’ll get hurt if I give her all my heart / The funny thing is, the pathetic thing is / Even when you’re being cunning / You’re so attractive, it’s so fatal

y.o.u (year of us) - shinee (2009)

Why is it that when it’s good, the people beside you / Leave one by one without looking back when it’s bad? / Like glass, a human’s heart is so weak / A heart hurts so much from the little things / Let’s not be like that / Even if we hate it, even if it hurts / The promise to be by your side / That promise will eternally be the same thing / Nothing can stop me from loving you, you, you

tell me what to do - shinee (2016)

We haven’t ended it but it’s already over / Tell me what to do /There’s a knot that can’t be untied / In front of us / I’ll go to you first / At the end of a different road / I’ll wipe your cheeks that are / Wet with tears and ask you /Tell me what to do

rescue - shinee (2016)

The criminal of the night / Is alive / Let me feel your body temperature / Baby you’re my Rescue / I’m running out of breath / On top of the blue ocean / I’m a lone drifting boat / I want you as if I’m thirsty / Oh baby, come here

y si fuera ella - shinee (jonghyun solo, 2008)

Ella, how are you trying to leave me / With those easy words, “goodbye” / Making me feel reproachful at your departure / Oh, please / Don’t go Ella

[far-side-skies]

Crystal Headcanons - Fan-Crystals

So over time I've come up with a big collection of fan/headcanon crystals for Storm Hawks. It's such a fascinating concept to me that I feel didn't get explored often enough in the show, despite them making up the entirety of the world's established magic system and being crucial to other parts of life such as travel and combat. I love making up new crystals to fill the world with so here's all the ones I have so far. I may have missed some, but this is most if not all of the crystals I've made up for stuff like plot, macguffins or just because I saw a random game mechanic I liked and thought "can I make up a crystal that does that?"

Some of these were made in collaboration with @ashe-alter. The raystones, hex crystal and channelling stone are the main three, but they've helped me figure out bits and pieces of other ones in this list. Go check out Grimm's stuff, they just made an ask blog for their awesome oc Austry too.

Borealis crystals: The colour of the Aurora. Popular in ski and snow resorts across Atmos, Borealis crystals are capable of changing the weather to snowfall. High-grade ones in the hands of powerful mages can even be used to summon vicious snowstorms. Must be handled with care, as an unstable, leaking Borealis crystal can cause Borealis poisoning, a chronic condition that shortens your lifespan.

Magnesis crystals: Silvery crystals with a metallic sheen. These are crystals that produce their own powerful magnetic field. Frequently used in heavy lifting equipment.

Leechlights: Black-purple in colour. Rare. Adjacent to leech crystals, leechlights are able to absorb light in order to create pockets of darkness. They are a favourite of Cyclonia's Nightcrawlers, awarded to their highest ranking officers.

Orbital stones: White, shard-like crystals. Splintered bones of death itself. Capable of severing the soul from the body. Handle with extreme caution, deadly to undead beings and dangerous for individuals with a silver allergy. Do Not channel into a Crescendo.

Memory stones: Yellow. Used to store memories for safekeeping. Legends tell of an ancient demigod who first created these crystals to record history.

Adreno crystals: Another crystal with origins in myth. On the surface they seem like standard purple energy crystals, until you realise how uneasy they make you feel. Their true power is that they cause an increase in adrenaline and stress-related hormones, triggering one's fight or flight response and heightening anxiety.

Rally stones: Myth origin. Comes in red or green. Red triggers passion, green triggers fury. Has disturbing uses in brainwashing rituals.

Raystones: Gold like the sun. Uncommon. Adjacent to sol crystals, they turn sunlight into concentrated blades and are better suited for weaponry.

Echo crystals: Light blue. Used to record audio and play it back, a common component of record discs and tape players.

Saltpetre crystals: Often colourless. Explosive crystals used for fireworks. A vital component to most firearms.

Glowstone: Can come in many colours. A Minecraft reference. Popular among crystal smiths for weapons development, glowstones aren't particularly bright and absolutely useless in combat. They do, however, leave a trail of light wherever they go that lingers like a long-exposure photograph. This makes them useful for navigating caves without having to scratch marks into the walls, and smiths use them to check the energy-conductive tracks in crystal powered weapons.

Bifrost crystals: Range from purple to blue-green. Incredibly rare but usually found among deposits of borealis crystals. At a glance, they're not anything special, but when struck by a bifrost powered weapon, the target is swathed in a shroud of shimmering light. A second strike causes said light to detonate around the target. If this sounds familiar, it's because I took this from a God of War Ragnarok mechanic.

Avia crystals: Green. A unique legendary set of crystals belonging to the Amazonian royal family. With these crystals, users can take the form of a bird, and if used in tandem with the rest of the set, they can turn other people into birds too.

Thunder opals: Opalescent stones that can create loud cracks of thunder and a wave of force when activated. High grade thunder opals are indicated by their white colouration. Lower grade ones with less force are popular with sound effects artists for use in movies, songs and radio productions. Black ones are silent but still produce a deadly shockwave when used.

Deadwood crystals: Dusty brown in colour. Frequently making up the cores of arid Terras, deadwood crystals create dry winds that can escalate into dust storms and twisters if used in the right environments.

Channelling stones: (aka Godtrapper crystals) There are many debates as to whether or not these crystals actually exist. They can be used to steal the power of divine beings for mortals to use for themselves.

Hex crystals: One of the only crystals with a 'liquid' form, hex crystals produce a purple substance known as Hexane that can be used to store oxygen, carbon dioxide and other chemicals. In the right conditions, creatures submerged in this liquid can be kept alive in a sort of "stasis" indefinitely

[henrysglock]

Can we talk for a second about the sheer prevalence of "there's someone on the inside in a complicated position who's both helping and hindering the protags for a variety of reasons, and weirdly often in terms of someone who's allegedly dead but isn't actually dead or someone who's in imminent danger by a government or pseudo-government"? Like...

1.

2 & 3.

4.

5.

Which certainly convinces me that this mean nothing:

(If the pic is too dark, it's UNO next to the radio when Nancy, Jon, Joyce, and Hopper are trying to help Mike...specifically tying One to Helping Protagonists)

Especially in the face of all this (technically instance number 6!):

So. Is everyone getting help from the inside these days?

If the point wasn't clear/for posterity's sake: I'm saying that whoever is working on the inside with Will in ST1 is comparable to Hopper working against the government to help Mike. Someone the kids aren't sure they can trust because they think they're on the "wrong side" is truly trying to help them by going against the "bad people", and they're not entirely wrong/those people are kind-of working with the bad people, but it's complicated. (See: Hopper selling El out to make a deal with HNL but then also actively working against HNL to hide her, Owens doing the same against the DOD, etc.) Same, then, with Joyce and Murray vs Dimitri, Yuri, and the KGB. (Dimitri/"Enzo" i.e. "Henry" being a Russian guard but also a double agent and Yuri selling Joyce, Dimitri, and Murray out to the KGB but then coming through with Katinka, etc.)

So then that leaves us with the (decently answerable) question of "Who is the double agent re: the Mindflayer/the UD, and in what ways is that person's situation complicated/in what ways have they helped or hindered the protagonists?"

There are only so many people who fit this description, I don't think I need to waste words on it.

(You all know what I think about Henry and the Mindflayer, lol)

[symphonicdemise]

//I'm frothing at the mouth over this piece by Alex Milne

I'm gonna write some thoughts out here cause if I don't they're just gonna rattle around in my little brain. Throwing in a cut here cause this might get long.

TLDR; How close were OP and Glitch before he got "turned"? and mostly theorizing.

Just look at how Megatron is looking at him. You know how Ravage said "Megatron is always ten steps ahead in every direction."? This picture embodies that so well. He sees this little orange nerd with a gift for destruction, who is also friends with Orion, and goes "You can fit so many war crimes in this bad boy."

It sort of leads me to my next point. Just how close were "Glitch" and Orion before the former was pulled in by Megatron? Logically they had to be close right?

"I saw an opportunity to hurt someone. I saw a chance to prove a point."

Hurting Optimus by turning a friend against him. Possibly a close friend? They protected that hotspot together after all. They stole the fucking matrix together. They'd have to be pretty close, I would think anyway. This also brings me to my second point:

Does Optimus know Tarn's true identity? He'd have to? The only way it would hurt him would be to know exactly who he is and what exactly he's become. How often would Optimus hear about the DJD? They seemed to be pretty major players from my understanding of it, especially if Autobot High Command went so far as to put a mole inside.

Would he have had any notion of convincing "Glitch" to step away from the Cause? He must have tried very early on. How long did they stay in contact with each other? I don't imagine it was very long if Megatron was feeding him propaganda. Just how hurt was Optimus when he learned of Glitch's new affiliation?

I'm just gonna wrap up by saying: I wish we would have seen more of Glitch in the comics. Hell! A "Spotlight: Tarn" after the reveal would have been my DREAM. Who exactly was Damus? I wish we would have gotten to learn why Glitch was an empurata victim other than a blanket "he crossed the senate" explanation. We got to learn why Whirl and Shockwave were! He replaced his hands at some point, but not his helm? Why? We know that reconstructing a helm is possible (ex. Rung, Tarn later on although that was an entire frame replacement). How closely did they come to replicating his old helm's features, if at all?

We see snippets of memories from him while he's in the fueling chamber in MTMTE #39. Expand on those!

I wish we'd gotten to see more of exactly who Tarn was, and not the... mmmm "cringe" that was #39. I felt like that issue took these really bad ass antagonists, and really the integral antagonists of MTMTE season 2, and turned them into... whatever that was. The DJD could have been really great antagonists, but because the end of the series was so rushed, it felt like they really phoned it in on their dynamic.

Anyway, I'm rambling at this point. If you made it this far: Thank you for coming to my TEDtalk.

[curse-of-darkness]

(forgive me for the big ass embed h) Anyways, i return with songs that remind me of x, this time its Isaac. (a surprising amount of songs i feel in my bones™️can also work for Isaac but lets not think about that)

Dracula being isaacs savior of course:

I'm the man in the box Buried in my shit Won't you come and save me? Save me

one point that i think is major to why i think of the guy (derogatory)(affectionate) when i listen to it is the mention of being denying your maker and the devastation from doing so. The attribution of Jesus Christ for Isaac to his dark lord. His savior, his guardian his Lord. in the song the lyrics

Jesus Christ (Deny your maker) He who tries(Will be wasted)

Dracula being his maker (into what he is now) into a true servant of evil/a mindless lamb to the slaughter in the name of his lord take your pick. the last lines could allude to the devastation on hector + the hands of those hes slaughtered as mentioned in the PtR

Feed my eyes (Can you sew them shut?) + Oh, feed my eyes (Now you've sewn them) shut

also these lines. considering the almost perspective of the lyrics, warning those who deny the maker those last lines - at least to me - can be interpreted as Isaac speaking to his lord. whats the message? who knows! but the request of sewing his eyes shut is noteworthy - sew them shut so he is immune to "temptation" from forces like Hector to dissuade him from following the will of his Lord

couldnt tell you what it means to "feed my eyes" but id like to see what others think it could mean :]

forgive me for this being so ramble-y its very hard to be coherent about anything about this man dhsjdhsj 😔