#now... i rest... sobs

[lgcseojin]

KPROFILES TEMPLATE PSD

A mockup I made from scrap inspired by kprofiles.com for the recent character update event, as well as for anyone in general in the LGC community to use! ( Let's just say I got really inspired... ) These are highly customizable. Heads up that much of the font used in the logos is downloaded. I recommend using the Rasterize Type function (right click on the layer), then using Blending Options to do a Color Overlay if you would like to change the colors of the text in the header. The rest of the text is simple Arial and all other colors are changeable. I am also willing to help out if there are any questions!

DOWNLOAD THE PSD * Please provide a credit link in the original post if you decide to use. Especially if you decide to use it outside of LGC.

[tomboxed]

been playing yakuza as of late

[dengswei]

[vagueconfusion]

The Video Of III Dancing While Vessel Audibly Sobs In The Background That Made Me Cry At Work Because I Couldn't Stop Laughing; from the Birmingham ritual on 11/13/21

Clip made by lqsleeptoken on twitter

Original video at youtube taken by Ben Hadley (flash warning for og video)

Fun Fact: this is what the saved file got named:

[ink-going-insane]

my sons came home. yay 💖

can not put into words how happy this made me

[that-fish-who-writes]

hello.

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*deep inhale*

KEEFITZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

...uhhhmm.

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what's a keefitz...?

I don't think I've ever heard of such a thing :( sorrryyyy /j

anyways wanna see this cool drawing I made of a certain two characters? :3 !!

[oneshotgremlin]

Up and Down

Thoughts on how beings generally perceive their world one spatial dimension lower than the dimensionality of the space they inhabit:

In the flatlands, the way people perceive the world around them is through lines, and so visual receptors HAVE to be on the edges of their shapes

Otherwise by all accounts the person would be effectively blind

So Mrs.Red and Mr.Blue have this strange yellow boy

Who appears to be born with no eyes

(It’s directly in his center, but without tests and doctors nobody can see it)

And for all intents and purposes, the boy is blind

He has to feel his way around buildings and people (in his hand a black cane that his parents bought to aid him)

And he doesn’t know what his parents look like, and only knows them by their voice as they guide him

They love him all the same, regardless

(Meanwhile, he stares up at the infinite expanse of the night sky. But the thing about infinity is that it makes where you stand so infinitesimally tiny in comparison, and no matter how far you run side to side the stars do not move an inch for you. And if they’re all someone sees, the only logical conclusion that can be drawn is that where they are is unspeakably, claustrophobically small)

(It doesn’t matter if the kids at school bully him and the adults look at him with pity and disdain that he can’t even see, because don’t they know how SMALL they are? Don’t they know how small EVERYTHING is?)

And so, with years and years and nowhere else to go, Bill reaches UP

(And no-one else has tried before, because why would they? There is no up or down to conceive, only forwards and backwards and left and right.)

It takes unimaginable amounts of energy to punch a rift into a dimension. In a time and space unmeasurably far away, a six fingered man and his five fingered twin would learn that lesson well

In the flatlands, it’s less of an interdimensional portal looming ominously in a metal room and more of a calculation

l is for length. w is for width. h is for height

And like a computer told to divide by zero, everything falls apart

Did you know that when energetic particles that erupt from the stars collide with a sufficiently nitrogen rich atmosphere, it produces the color blue?

Did you know the only reason the flatlanders didn’t drift off into the freezing cold yet boiling hot void of space, despite not having a planet with the volume and mass needed to produce a gravitational field, is their dimension’s lack of third dimensionality?

Like insects pinned underneath glass, yet the glass protected their corpses from falling apart?

They scream. He cries. He laughs. They die.

It’s an old saying: “When gravity falls and earth becomes sky beware the beast with just one eye”

And when little Billy looks away from the stars, looks down to finally see his tiny, minuscule home

For the first and last time, he sees a blue triangle with a hat, and a red triangle with a bow.

[lunaetis]

[ i was planning to be back writing & active again after the event but i'm hit with a flu. my throat is killing me, my head is throbbing, and i'm running a mild fever that i have a feeling will escalate soon ... might take a day off tmr if it doesn't get better. activity will resume after. sorry for keeping you guys waiting ... ]

[aldertreegroves]

i am so tired and so worn out i just want to be held softly and have someone play with my hair

[obsessive-dumpling]

Alright. Okay. I was putting off reading the last couple chapters. Cause I felt like my heart would not survive. And well... I just caught up.

I can't tell if this pain in my chest is because my heart is swelling with pride; for Deku, for Class 1-A and friends, for Horikoshi, for the little child inside me screaming GO! YOU CAN DO IT! Or if it's just breaking because that was so beautiful... and it's almost over. We've crossed the finish line and now we just wait to see the aftermath of a war.

Horikoshi put his absolute all into these final chapters and it shows. It has been such a magical experience watching this all unfold. Reading from start to finish as it was being created. I haven't had the privilege of getting to do that with many series let alone one this big and with such strong messaging to the current state of our world.

I'm so grateful I got to feel the breath of hope he tried to breathe into all of our lungs. And I hope to always carry it.

And I hope everyone can hear it. Horikoshi screaming at us: We are stronger together.

[mr-aftons-rotting-pussy]

TRAGIC: beautiful william afton post suddenly unrebloggable after mentioning minor thing that doesnt fit canon characterization

[yujeong]

Sammon watched the pool scene of kpts episode 14, found it amazing and said "I want to write that in a show, too." Unfortunately, she never got to watch the post-credit hospital scene.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

i also like your krakoa charles and rivals erik drawing… a lot… keep going back and looking at it….. yearning…………….need it to be real………………you fed us well thank you ^_^

thank you so much my friend im glad people really enjoy it from what ive seen !!!!!! rivals cherik's just gonna be so special i know it..... i need them together NOW...

[zishuge]

I'm supposed to be working but instead I'm thinking about Li Lianhua growing vegetables and how, once upon a time, he was so happy that he almost cried when he finally managed to grow some turnips.

Thinking about how he must've been at rock bottom then - sick, injured, heartbroken, having just lost in one fell swoop everyone and everything he's ever cared about. His shixiong, dead. He believes it's his fault. His shifu, dead. He believes it's his fault. His sect, in ruins. He believes it's his fault. His people no longer believe in him. A-Mian doesn't love him anymore. It's all his fault, it's all his fault.

He doesn't have Hulijing yet. He's alone. He's heartsick. He'll be dead in ten years, or much sooner than that if he can't find some food and shelter. His Sigu Sect leader token is only worth 50 taels of silver. It turns out everything he has built his life around is worth only 50 taels of silver. I can hear his self-deprecating laugh. How foolish he must've felt, having his life's ambition put so violently and abruptly into perspective.

Have you ever been so despondent that you cling desperately to just one thing, anything, that you can focus on in order to not think about everything else? So: turnips.

Tending, weeding, watering, counting, day by day by slowly passing day. The vegetables grow and he survives. And finally, one day, he discovers that against all odds, he has turnips. These hands which he believes have caused the destruction of all that he once held dear, somehow managed to nurture creation and support life. Everything and everyone is gone, but here in his hands is this one small glimmer of hope that perhaps he is not only capable of ruin. How happy he must've been. Was it the first time he felt joy since before the East Sea battle? How he must've wanted to tell someone, but there was no one there.

You know who he must've most wanted to tell? His shifu. His shifu, who once told him that he didn't care about Xiangyi becoming any great martial artist. Just eat well, drink well, and live well. Maybe kneeling there in the dirt, gently cradling his small misshapen turnips in his hands — maybe that's when Li Lianhua finally understands what Shifu meant.

[dangaer]

thinking about posting a valentines interaction thing and a proper starter call ... is this the greed they talk about in the bible </3

[kaiserouo]

i need more rhino heirloom art