#oh no. lasting consequences

[dirtbra1n]

like okay sorry it’s just wrapping wounds and making wounds and wrapping your hands around his neck to keep him from using his own hands. painstakingly running your fingers over his ribs to make sure they’re all in one piece. he’s struggling to stifle a laugh. you’re feeling for a pulse. he sits shock still. you absently use your foot to kick his shin, lightly, and he bursts into such sudden laughter that it sounds like it hurts. one of the ribs was broken, so you imagine it has to. you tell him it can’t be that funny, and his face when he looks up at the red sky is so far beyond anything you could hope to understand that you want to kick him for real this time. his eyes are open but they’re empty, reflective, not glassy but not too far off, and you wave your hand in front of them, and he’s struggling to keep more of that laughter in his body this time. his shoulders shake with the force of it. you kind of can’t tell how much blood he’s lost. you would ask him, but why would he know.

he also for sure would not tell you, if he did.

he’s looking you right in the face to tell you that his ribs have been wrapped too tight. he’s looking you right in the eyes to tell you that he can’t really breathe, tashiro-kun, could you do me a favor?

you see yourself in his eyes, and he’s asking you to wrap them tighter.

tashiro blinks two times to see miyano staring at him with eyes like saucers, shirahama looming over him.

“what?”

[wasabi-gumdrop]

oh

i am. unwell.

[fatedroses]

And some days, I just wish you wouldn't look at me at all.

[journey-to-the-attic]

(有点晚的) 新年快乐!

happy (a little belated) lunar new year!! sorry i haven't been answering asks, been a busy week - i'll try to get to that tomorrow ^^

[ratatatastic]

chirpy, chirpy~ like father like son i suppose

2024-25 Media Day | 9.18.24 (x)(x)

and absolutely delightful that colby kept up the inside joke yeah babey nothing like our beat and our cats opening up preseason hockey by being chirpy

[zuzus-ponytail]

something about how the avatar has a duty to the world & the nations and sozin wanted to conquer the world & unite the nations under his rule… thus binding roku’s duty to him and him alone.

…ensuring roku could never be taken from him again.

[eclipsen-smiles]

Greetings!

Go to “pinned post” tags for character info!

#ref sheets now open

Just a funny little star-being. Don’t worry about this. Prepare yourself for the WHIPLASH that comes from this account. (Warning. DYSLEXIA.)

Blue text, is my funny little ghost buddy.

Don’t be afraid to ping me if you ever need anything :)

I’m eclipse, eclipsen, orbit, all those names.

This is a rp account, but a meta one. All posts here are by “eclipse” all asks are answered by “eclipse” all text posts are by “eclipse.” Get the vibe? Yea? Cool. my author page is @eclipsed-art, with… art.

Main blogs that are interacted with:

@liminal---nightmare-aliza @thekillermaretwinz @escapetheslaughter @animatronic-assistant @/malwaresilly

Character lore for eclipse is drip fed, but asks about past/abilities are answered.

“Ohh your character is too op!” YES. THATS THE POINT. there is LORE about that.

ALRIGHT. ONE WARNING.

All anon hate. Both in rp and not.

Will be responded to. As if it’s hate irl.

Aka: you WILL be torn to shreds. I do not need to know you to know how to ruin you :)

[i-just-like-crk]

How would Shadow Milk feel if his lover, that went against him during his corruption, and he's so so so so elated (in Shadow Milk's batshit level of elated) to see again, crumbled while waiting in front of the Silver Tree?

Woe is this jester, I love angst

- 🍡

He’s… surprised. Perhaps even a little devastated.

Despite everything you’ve done, he’s never imagined a future without you in it. What is he supposed to do now? One of the driving factors of his desire for freedom is gone. He’s at a loss.

… But only for a moment.

Once he processes your death, he tuts to himself.

It truly is a shame.

[aheathen-conceivably]

And if I go, can I be like her? Like the ballerina in the box?

[dreadnotau]

Happy three years everybody! As always, there’s a lot to say on the occasion, so pop in at the end of the post for the tl;dr if you don’t have time for my detailed diatribes, haha

Boy, time flies, huh? Feels like the second anniversary was just yesterday, but maybe that’s just the several long hiatuses getting to me. I’ve been scarce on uploading anything anywhere for a while now, even though I promised I’d actually pick up the slack this time around. What gives? Well…

For one, college hell, and for two, a lot of unfounded anxiety about putting my art out there. Allow me some theatrics for a moment and I’ll actually get back to the comic at hand… I’ve never had an exceptionally supportive environment for making art. It wasn’t suppressive, not in the slightest, but it also wasn’t… encouraging. It was always treated as a hobby or a distraction rather than something I was allowed to be fully proud of, especially because a lot of my art focused on more cartoon-y and fantasy ideas, rather than still life studies and painting (which people generally outside of the art sphere tend to value more, arbitrarily). Couple that with a childhood full of being bullied over minute shit you hadn’t even considered could be an issue before, and you get a teenager hellbent on never sharing his interests or ideas with anyone, mostly due to the fear of rejection.

I’ve grown, thankfully, but that paranoia and fear doesn’t go away overnight. As I’m sure you all know, Meowchela was the one who originally encouraged me to post this comic, and the only reason she succeeded was because she was the first person in a long time who listened and engaged with my interests and my art in a meaningful way. It’s kind of obvious her friendship had a profound impact on me, and I’d cite her as one of the reasons I was even hopeful enough to apply to an art college in the first place! This comic, and that bond with another person, proved that maybe these things I’m so passionate about weren’t duds, and weren’t something I had to keep to myself.

So, fast forward a few years. About three years, in fact.

During one of my classes, right before this hellish two weeks of exams started, one of the class assistants talked me into showing my comic pages to one of my professors. He’s generally a pretty open guy when it comes to new mediums, but I’m always… apprehensive about showing my less “traditional art”-y things to professors, but, he ended up being genuinely proud of it. Specifically, I showed him pages 85-87 (because they’re my favourites) and, he didn’t read the text, just the visuals were enough for him to say “good job, keep it up” (which is HIGH praise from that guy). When I mentioned I’ve been meaning to simplify the visuals because I didn’t have time to work on the comic very often because of college and classes, he dismissed it on principle. I was honestly caught off guard. Heavily paraphrasing, he suggested that worsening the visuals for an arbitrary deadline was counterproductive to making something that’s Good™.

That’s kinda stuck with me. For a good few years now I was more focused on optimisation rather than visual improvement for the comic, and though it HAS contributed to better visuals in some ways (cutting corners sometimes makes for a less pointy and jagged end result), it’s kind of weird I’m treating an art project that way, isn’t it? I set a lot of… arbitrary deadlines and standards for myself, in the form of expectations and what I “should” or “shouldn’t” be doing at certain stages in my life. I’ve thought of Dread Not as a passion project second and a stepping stone first, if I’m being honest. As if it was too… fandom-y and derivative to be treated with more gravity than that, like it’s an immature project because I was still a child when I came up with it. As if it was something I’m making to Build Up to Something Else, something Bigger and Cooler and More Important, and… the more I think about the future of Dread Not, and even my future career options, the more I realised that’s, ironically, a really immature way to think about it.

If there’s one thing going to this art college has taught me, is that there’s no “right” way to make art, and there’s no “right” way to success as an artist. There’s no clear-cut paths, just more commonly treaded roads, but even those are heavily overgrown. Why should I try to box myself into thinking I have to make things from complete scratch to be taken seriously? What’s so bad about Dread Not as a story and as a comic that’s caused me to vaguely keep it under wraps when conversing with people in my day-to-day life? Why wouldn’t I put all these skills I’ve acquired to improve and expand this project that’s Right There, WAITING for me to finally get off my ass and get pages out there again?

I wish I could say I’ve used all this time away in a particularly clever way, but I really haven’t - at least, it feels like I haven’t. My art has undoubtedly improved over time (though admittedly the art for this post was Very rushed, fuckin exams), and while I’ve been working on projects in the background, chipping away at them in a VERY disorganised way, I haven’t been posting that progress anywhere, and I haven’t made any good progress on my biggest project, Dread Not, because of the other ones. And, honestly? Admitting that kinda stings. This comic means a lot to me, and I wish I actually gave it the time and attention it deserves instead of letting it sit out hiatus after hiatus because I keep failing at structuring my time.

So, my new plan is a little more abstract: find a way to work Dread Not into my school schedule, and slowly build a habit of working on it more often. No clue how long that’ll take, but I think it’ll be worth it to consider it as an option, and hopefully finally end these long, drawn out hiatuses with short bursts of uploads in-between. HOPEFULLY. Building habits was never my strong suit, so please bear with me while I figure this out in what will probably be the most hectic upload schedule in this comics history, which is: no schedule at all.

From now on (until the end of Act 1), I’ll upload pages when they’re ready, and depending on how the weeks go and how complex the page is, they could be weeks or days apart from one another. Hell, some might even take a month to finish if school stuff gets REALLY hectic (god knows Hellish Exam Week number 1 and number 2 won’t be giving me much time to work on the comic), but I’m determined to do this. I want to be able to put my all into this project again!!

(And hopefully finish Act 1 by the end of this semester…)

TL;DR: College is giving me life lessons I didn’t expect, and because of them I’ve decided to give myself a non-existent upload schedule for Dread Not: Pages will be posted when they’re ready, and the spacing between pages could wildly vary depending on circumstances and the actual complexity of the page itself.

As always, thank you for being here, thank you for reading, and thank you for being patient!

If all goes well, there will be new content very, very soon.

[mazojo]

girl me too what

[velarisdusk]

do not eat food truck shrimp tacos and then go home and eat an entire bag of hot fries send tweet

[set-phasers-to-whump]

skymed whump list

description: “Follows intense character journeys and high-stakes medical rescues, heartbreaks and tribulations of budding nurses and pilots flying air ambulances.” whump refers to various recurring male characters (unfortunately not all of them are in the pic, but from left to right are Tristan, Chopper, Nowak, and Bodie)

overall notes: apparently you can find the show on paramount plus but I pirated it so I can’t say anything for captions or availability. it’s a little silly sometimes but it’s way more interesting than a lot of your average medical dramas imo.

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Pilots And Nurses And Bears, Oh My! (1x01) - Jeremy: stabbed, stitches Wheezer: plane crash, unconscious, bloody face, carried, broken back Bodie: upset

Line Indoc (1x02) - Bodie: at gunpoint, hit in the head with a gun

The Kids Are Alright (1x03) - Wheezer: in the hospital

Where There’s Smoke (1x04) - Wheezer: on crutches

Bushwhacked (1x05) - Wheezer: walking with a cane Jeremy: hit by a car, in the hospital Bodie: leg caught in a bear trap, carried, in the hospital Tristan: upset, crying

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun (1x06) - none

Daj Mi Buzi (1x07) - Nowak: overworked, tired, crashes his car, cut forehead, in pain and struggling to get out, relocates dislocated shoulder by himself, two panic attacks Jeremy: in medical transport, upset Trevor: upset Bodie: upset

Frozen (1x08) - Nowak: panic attack while flying, upset, fight with Bodie Chopper: panicked Bodie: fight with Nowak Jeremy: cold

Leave It All On The Ice (1x09) - Wheezer: gagging Jeremy: stumbling, shot, upset at himself Pierce: trapped under a shelf, reveals he’s going deaf, internal bleeding, in the hospital, upset at himself Bodie: crying

NEW!! Season 2:

Return to Base (2x01) - Jeremy: argument with Crystal Tristan: mildly electrocuted, argument with Nowak Nowak: argument with Tristan Wheezer: scared Chopper: in an explosion, unconscious, impaled with shrapnel, cardiac arrest, field medicine

Spun Out (2x02) - Jeremy: upset, argument with Crystal Wheezer: slip and fall, emotional conversation Chopper: unconscious in hospital, waking up, groggy, arm pain, upset, collapse Bodie: upset Nowak: upset

Things That Matter Most (2x03) - Chopper: upset, can’t use his hand much, hand bandaged Nowak: upset Bodie: plane crash, emotional conversation, crying Tristan: plane crash, broken rib Jeremy: plane crash

Turbulence (2x04) - Chopper: in pain from his injuries, limping, upset, crying

Code Silver (2x05) - none

Little Lies (2x06) - Jeremy: upset, doubting himself Wheezer: stressed Nowak: upset, angry

Old Wounds (2x07) - Tristan: upset, crying Nowak: guilty, panicking, vomits Wheezer: upset, worried about Haley, argument with Haley, angry Bodie: in trouble for breaking rules Chopper: in trouble for breaking rules

Before Sunrise, After Sunset (2x08) - Bodie: upset

Out With a Bang (2x09) - Nowak: upset, trapped by a broken elevator, revelation of past trauma, crying, unconscious, carried, in hospital with ruptured diaphragm and broken ribs Wheezer: sick, delirious Tristan: upset, crying, worried Bodie: in hospital after kidney donation

[sleepyy-27]

Ow. (the II)

[anachronistic-falsehood]

i love watching steven universe after su future came out because now i can pinpoint a lot of the moments where steven was probably hit too hard for a normal human to survive or even just injured in a way most people would need a doctor for. getting smacked in the face with a rock when sugilite destroyed the communication hub, getting smashed into a pillar by amethyst during their duel in the ruins, burning his foot when he stepped on the hot stone in the forge while stabbing bismuth, falling from multiple high places, even when he grabbed onto a bunch of vines to save himself from falling while chasing pearl in the rose’s scabbard episode, like that HAD to have yanked something out of its socket!!! my guy has been through so much!!! let him take a break!!!

[waywardsalt]

bc its been bouncing around in my head i think another little tiny grievance i had with totk is that i got to the end and just felt a sense of ‘well what the hell was that all for then’