#lowd

[c-kiddo]

big icy creatures . . . 

[cupophrogs]

I GOT TO DO THE BELT NOTE CHORUS TODAY

[brainworms-all-night-long]

While we're at it fuck it, Ghost and Pals songs that give me specific sonic character vibes

[eepy-sphy]

bllpppppplplllllplplpppplpllpllplpplppp

bowin rasbees ehhdhehfhdhhdhd

[1800duckhotline]

literally dont know how to do things on my nsfw account anymore because whenever i want to post art im shaking like a fucking chiguagua

[yappacadaver]

im legit getting back into gmcfosho lord help me nao

[creativenextraida]

Review/ Recension: LOWD Gloss'n Go - 2024

Review of Swedish Influencer Felicia Aveklew brand LOWDs new lip glosses!

//=Eng *Use code IDA5 to get 5% off on your Glossgods order!Jag tror att vi flesta vet att Felicia Aveklew lanserade sitt eget skönhets märke LOWD i början på förra året! LOWD hade deras andra lansering i December 2023 vart dem släppte fem stunning läppglans. Var dem värt köpet, eller inte? Det får ni reda på här!// I think most of us know that Swedish influencer Felicia Aveklew announced &…

[willstafford]

Roger and Out

MY NIGHT WITH REG Crescent Theatre, Birmingham, Saturday 8th July 2023 When it first appeared in the 1980s, Kevin Elyot’s play was hailed as groundbreaking.  Rather than stereotypes and statistics, the characters are fleshed-out individuals (some of them with their flesh out!) as Elyot brings to the foreground the humanity of the victims of the AIDS pandemic. Which all sounds very worthy, but…

[grapefruitflavoured]

If anyone has a good alternative to soap2day and could pm it to me I will make ten thousand paper cranes into a heart for you <33

[idkanametoputhere]

OH SWEET MOTHER OF JESUS

OH MY GOD I AM SO DOEN BAD

BELOW EARTH

BELOW HELL

BELOW THE LOWEST OF LOWD, THATS HOW DOWN BAD I AM

OH MY FUCKING GOD I KNEW TODAY WOULD BE A GOOD DAY

[lorcandidlucienwill]

inspired by a post from @clockwork-ashes Eris walked into the ballroom, already bored. The same shallow people he'd appeased a thousand times, he had to entertain again. Paste on his perfect courtly smile and pretend he didn't hate their guts. Pretend to be perfectly unaware that most here wished death on him and his family. Even wished death on the youngest in the family, who was just a kid. Lucien was the only bright spot in all this. It was his first event of the sort, and he'd been very nervous. "But, Ewis, what if they hate me?" Lucien had asked, staring up at him with his big brown eyes. Their mother's eyes. He stood on a little stool in front of the mirror in a little blue tunic, body language filled with uncertainty. Eris sighed, kneeling before him. He pulled out a little gold bow tie and began to place it on Lucien. Lucien squealed and wiggled away, but Eris put a hand on his shoulder. "Come on now, Lu. The bow tie will finish the look. Make you look very smart." Lucien grinned at that, showing his baby teeth. "I am vewy smawt!" Eris chuckled, patting his shoulder. He had had a hand in all of his brothers' childhoods, but none more so than Lucien. Beron had practically thrown him into Eris's arms as soon as he was born. As a result, Lucien barely even knew his father. "Come on, little man," Eris said, offering his hand. Lucien took it, so very small compared to his.

Even now in the ballroom, Lucien refused to let go of his hand. "Lulu, you can let go," Eris said a little exasperatedly, but he secretly adored it. Children were so much more genuine than fully grown Fae; Lucien clung to him because he wanted to be with him. He was the cutest. "I don't like all these stwange people looking at me, Ewis," Lucien complained. "They don't look nice." "That's because they're not, Lulu. Many of these people are very mean, in fact. Don't trust them." Lucien stared at Eris, and there was real fear in his eyes. So, Eris scooped little Lucien up and placed him on his shoulders. "There, you're king of the world now. No one will dare question you," he soothed Lucien. That wholesome smile returned. "I am Lu, High Lowd of Autumn! Bow befowe me!" Eris went around greeting all the courtiers, who all beamed at his baby brother residing on his shoulders, cooing at him. Lucien was the perfect little courtier, grinning at them all and even offering a hand for a handshake above Eris's head. Later, Eris felt a little tug in his hair. "What?" Eris asked the little rascal on his shoulder. "That lady is pwetty! You should dance with her!" He pointed to a bronze-skinned brunette in a red dress across the room laughing with some folks of the High Fae. Eris sighed. Already trying to get Eris to dance; the courtier incarnate, indeed. "It's rude to point, Lulu," he said, but he listened to him, walking towards the beauty. "Hello, miss. I am Eris Vanserra, and this little man above me is my brother, Lucien. May I have a dance?" The woman stared him down appraisingly with her near-black eyes. "Melody Visvadara. And yes, you may." She winked at Lucien. "Especially you, Lucien." If people thought it was odd that the High Lord's heir was dancing with a lady while his brother still sat on his shoulders, no one dared question it. Especially when his dancing was still absolute perfection and Lucien giggled in delight at every twist and turn. No, all they could do was watch and admire the Vanserra brothers with envy in their hearts.

[lunamaraproject]

LUNAMARA: Fragments [7]

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“A little to the left… no, no, the other left,” Felix tilts his head, squinting. “No, too far. Back to the first left.”

“How are you half a century older than me but don’t know your left from your right?” Rufus grumbles, adjusting the picture on the wall again. He steps back and checks his work, and then walks away before Felix can annoy him by asking for more adjustments. “That’s the last thing in the living room box.”

“Thanks again for this, Rufie,” Felix says, tottering after his superior and out of the living-dining room. He really does think it looks nice, though for the sake of Rufus’ patience, he’ll wait until after he’s gone home to tweak things a bit. 

“Cassius Corvus has informed me that you are prone to ‘chipping a dainty little finger’ if you’re not supervised while doing heavy lifting tasks,” Rufus replies, with a bit of heat, probably from the unwanted nickname. He strides down the hallway to the bedroom ahead of Felix. “And I owe him a favour, so.”

“Aw, I thought you were here because you wanted to help me unpack out of the kindness of your heart!” Felix trails behind him, skipping a little. “And hold on, how long have you and Cas gotten along?”

“Since we found we could commiserate over having to look after both you and the Princess,” Rufus glowers at him over his shoulder. He nearly walks into a low ceiling beam by doing so, and dodges at the last moment. “Why in Luna’s name are you so obsessed with these low ceiling apartment designs?”

“It’s cozy! I save on the heating bill! I would think that someone as energy efficient as you would appreciate that!”

“You are going to crack your head open on one of these and then all will be able to see what I suspected for the past century: that it’s empty!” 

“At least when they’re this low you can reach to hang the ceiling decorations– woah!” 

Felix is proud of himself for dodging the slipper that Rufus just threw at him. It was, luckily, the first thing he happened to grab out of the box labeled ‘bedroom’, rather than the ornamental globe, or the lamp. That might have been a greater test of Felix’s reflexes. 

“I can leave you to do this yourself and if you chip then that’s your problem.”

“No sir, pwease sir, not my delicate widdle fingies! Pwease, merciful Lowd Canis!”

The look that Rufus gives him could, as the humans used to say, sour milk. 

“Never speak like that again.”

“Yessir.”

Rufus turns back towards the box, and drags it further towards the center of the room. The nicknacks inside are practically overflowing, and it’s only one of three fairly large containers Felix has shoved his entire bedroom into. He did have to sleep here last night, so the bed is made up, but it looks a little sad and lonely without its dozen throw-pillows and blankets to drape here and there. Rufus starts taking out these things and looks more and more aghast at how many there are. 

“You do know that your family crest is not an excuse to start actually nest building, yeah?” he says, holding out a particularly obnoxiously coloured pillow. It’s bright pink, and fluffy, and shaped like a heart. Felix plucks it out of Rufus’ hands and hugs it to his chest.

“The Cygnus family does not hold a monopoly on enjoying comfortable living! But we are very good at it,” he places the heart pillow directly in the middle of the large pile against the headboard of the king size bed. “I like collecting these sorts of things. They make my home feel like my home no matter how many times I move!”

“If you just stayed in the palace you wouldn’t have to move at all,” Rufus fires back, taking out a jewellery box and showing quite a sweet amount of care in delicately placing it on the dresser. “You know the Princess would be delighted. And Cassius would be relieved. And I wouldn’t have to deal with your stupid excuses for being late to the office.”

“But unlike you, I like to keep this mythical thing called a ~work-life balance~,” Felix wiggles his fingers and releases a light sparkle into the air. Rufus looks disgusted at him for wasting magic for dramatic effect. “Which is much harder to do if I live in the same building where I work.”

“Seems to work fine for the royals.”

“Ah, but as you have likely seen from existing in the proximity of the palace and around some extremely stressed out royalty, it really doesn’t,” Felix counters, dusting off a small mirror and setting it to one side. “And I am not a royal, so I’m not obligated to put myself under that kind of pressure. So I won’t.”

“So you’re just going to live in one crumbling ruin of a building after another?” Rufus frowns as he sets hairbrushes and polish onto the dresser. 

Felix watches him for a moment, and then smiles. “Thanks, Rufus.”

It catches him off-guard. “What? For what?” Rufus asks, squinting at him as though expecting some sort of stupid joke.

“For caring. For worrying about me,” Felix says, entirely sincere, picking up an empty box and folding it closed. “I know you don’t want me to get caught in some sort of cleaving event and end up in a million pieces on the surface. But I promise I do thoroughly check the location of my apartments, and that they’re not likely to fall off the side of the city at a second’s notice. I’ll be fine here. Really.”

There’s an awkward silence, wherein Rufus won’t look directly at Felix, a soft scarlet glow at the tips of his ears, which is how Felix knows he was right on target. For a man who keeps people at arms length, Rufus is certainly easy to read once you know how. 

It’s sweet, really. Felix appreciates it.

With a purposeful flourish, he hefts up one of the two large boxes remaining onto the bed, and opens the lid. The inside is almost exploding with fabric. “Anyway!” he declares. “Onwards to putting away all my wardrobe! Rufie, grab the other one!”

“... Wait, are both of these just clothes?!”

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More from LUNAMARA:

Fragments: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9]

Comics: [Good Night] [Good Morning]

Art by Luka (http://nousanti.tumblr.com/) Story by Pidge (http://pidgestories.tumblr.com)

[renard-dartigue]

Today's Bravern episode was awesome, had alot of funny moments. I'm convinced Bravern's VA is having a blast lol.

Also

Lulu: You got games on your phone?

Spoiler discussion below

So Superbia is back and that is genuinely fascinating because he might give us more hints as to where Bravern and deathdrives come from.

Something that really stood out to me was the fact that before Superbia could speak Japanese, he was clearly trying to communicate in his original language. Isn't it strange how Bravern doesn't understand this language? How does he know Superbia's name then? I legit believed Bravern knew because Superbia told him during their fight in Hawaii. But I guess that wasn't the case???

Its also strange how Bravern isn't baffled by Superbia's return, almost like he expected him to come back after exploding. Like how do I put this? Ok so clearly, this isn't the same Superbia as the one Isami and Bravern defeated. He must have been rebuilt. Whether or not he has the same memories isn't clear since Superbia doesn't seem to know Bravern. Or maybe he does but because of the language barrier he didn't understand Bravern's fancy introduction. Regardless, there is a possibility that Braven doesn't know everything about deathdrives.

My biggest questions right now are: Is there a chance to bring Superbia to their side? Does Superbia only want Lulu because she makes him stronger? Or does he have a similar attachment to Lulu as Bravern does to Isami? Because if its the latter I could definitely see Superbia joining their side if its the only way he can protect Lulu. Cause let's face it, ain't no way that girl is leaving her dad's(yup thats Smith) side willingly. Personally, I hope Superbia joins the team just to see him and Bravern talk more. I'd love to watch two giant robots bicker over dumb shit while Isami losses his mind lol.

Also, I love Smith dude. This isn't American bias or anything. (Especially given what my country's leaders are doing right now but let's not get into it). When Smith is positive its so infectious and I think him and I are on the same wavelength. There is this moment when him, Isami, and Bravern are flying over to Japan and Bravern says one of his wacky phrases followed by an awkward silence. I literally, out LOWD, say "Ookay". And right after that Smith says "Ookay" in the EXACT same way and I started wheezing dude. 💀

Ok ok that's enough rambling lol. Now to wait another week for (hopefully) some answers.

For once I gotta say, the English in this hasn't been as painful as some other animes I've seen. Both Smith and the Major have been pretty alright. (What I'm saying is that I'm not cringing as much when a primary English speaking character doesn't pronounce English words right.)

[eepy-sphy]

gota be brav

[hiekka]

oh lowd i do be into jujutsu k and it is soooo embarassing how horny im for these two and im too impatient to render anythingg

[yappacadaver]

thank you gil forever