#yes they arent real

[artcosmique]

Have some Random old (sometime) oc art Because you deserve it

They are my everything ( I have more than 100-)

(Because i imagined an universe called Azuris)

In ordre We have :

1. Cosmos, my Genshin and Undertale Sona =v= Half dragon

2. Polo, an old pirate who never get lost Because of his power

3. ASTERA Parker my Spidersona ultimate baby who live in a world based off 1984 (George Orwell)

4. Durgatiparishodanathantras, skinchanger-Dragon. Adorable baby <33 (200 year old) HE IS PERFECT tho he get easily scared (his shadow scare him sometimes) Durga for short :) married to an immortal Alchemist

5. Aether, asocial goat. She know a lot of things and live with a female Dragon

6. MARS . One of my first ever oc hehe basically an alternate human form of Nightmare Sans. Was human, and is no longer.

7. Nour, is in a sect. based of cannabis. Otaku.

8. Phobos, God of Fear and Courage, a cool man. Speak in ‘we’ and not ‘I’

9. Billie branche ! Pirate too. Doesnt remember what water taste like. Dont mess with him

AND THIS MOTHER FUCKER

Horus is the name. Half God Half eagle. Dont know how to raise a child without traumatizing them. Has 4 childs. Experiment on his people. I hate him. Everyone hate him. His mom curse his name. (He exploded his mom) (his mom was the Universe) (his two siblings hate him). (He sealed his siblings)(whAt a disgusting People).

[sneez]

thinking about gwynplaine having speech loss episodes and using tactile sign language to communicate with dea :-) please don't tag as body horror or anything similar [id in alt text]

[arom-antix]

Stars, I have seen them fall

Huge credit to @my-private-tsukuyomi and their Stardust AU for the inspiration for this! Open for better resolution

[torchstelechos]

Once, a long time ago, when you were still trying to figure out who you wanted to be, you read a book on the ethics of psychology. It wasn’t a big interest of yours at the time, but you had been told that trying to manipulate social situations to get people to like you was bad and wrong. As a child you had wanted to know more to understand what was considered bad or wrong so that you wouldn’t get in trouble (you had also wanted to know any loop holes so that you could continue to get people to like you without breaking any “rules”).

In that book, you had read about animals and their rights. Specifically, the different types of experiments you could do to an animal before it became cruel and harmful. Surprisingly animals had a lot more rights than humans in this regard. Though you think it was because they couldn’t speak up and tell you you were harming them in the moment, so it made sense. But one of the experiments was called “Learned Helplessness” which was a study about dogs who were taught helplessness via pain and then continued to not help themselves even when the harmful stimuli was gone. It was a psychology experiment conducted to learn about motivation in humans and how that may appear in abuse or harmful situations. 

Looking at Loop, all you can think about are the dogs in those experiments. Taught to fear the pain of trying, taught to be unable to help themselves. It’s a grim reminder of what Sif could have become if he had no one to talk to, it’s a grim reminder that you aren’t enough to keep him stable. It hurts your stomach to think about but. You can’t look away. Because that’s a version of Siffrin you failed, that’s a version of Siffrin that will never be truly happy with this life. This is Siffrin without a Loop. 

This is a Siffrin that learned to roll over and accept defeat. This is a Siffrin that is a helpless dog who could do nothing but cower from the unknown. 

You… Cannot say this. You will not say this. This is something that can NEVER leave your mind. So, lets try this again. 

Looking at Loop, you see a new friend. One you hope will let you be someone to them, someone they can count on. You will not let them cower away anymore. 

“Loop, can I ask you something?” 

“What is it, Fighter?” 

“Howl you doing?” 

“...Was that a pun? What were you even trying to pun that with? There aren’t any dogs here.” 

“Oh! Yeah! You're right, I was just thinking about that reeeeeal cute dog back at the House. You remember them? They were really fluffy and sweet!”

“You confuse me, Fighter.” 

“I know! But hey, that's what getting to know each other is for. We can learn how to not confuse each other, together!” 

“...Sure, let's try that.”

"Awesome!!"

[teabiscs]

Mayblade 2024: Day 16 - Flowers

a lil sapphic flowershop au. i started this without really thinking through that i would have to do a real background. i bailed out for julia with a silly anime style love scene thing.

anywho, there are a lot of pretty things in the flower shop, but julia has found the prettiest one of all.

[dykedvonte]

I dislike takes that Danse would be just as conservative in modernized aus when it's clearly shown his staunch views of things come from his time in the Brotherhood and his deep-rooted desire to belong to something with a greater purpose.

Not to mention lines that show much more open-mindedness that get overlooked for his harsher sentiments when you first meet him. Like the oppurtunity to be a part of something is why Danse fell so far into Brotherhood dogma and it doesn't negate the offense things he does but I feel like it's just lazy to be like "hmmm he'd def be racist" just so it aligns to his BoS beliefs.

[seven-stars-in-his-palm]

i will not choose violence. i will not write a thesis about how everything the fandom uses as shipping fuel is actually thinly veiled abuse. i will not write about how even without the abuse bill has never will never love ford the way they seem to think he would. i will not write about how bill's backstory is not a justification for his actions. i will not write about how we shouldn't accept everything bill says at face value (because for some reason we dont already know this). i will not write about how fod has been reduced to this ship and it is doing a disservice to his character. i will not write

[cowboysuperhero]

my spidersona is me if i was like three thousand times cooler

[jade-len]

luo binghe better than me fr i think i would've gone fucking apeshit if the person i loved with my entire soul pretty much said "fuck you" because of my race and pushed me down into literal hell for me to suffer for years

i've said it before and i'll say it again, i really don't think we give binghe enough credit. that man was on concerning levels of forgiving all the way from the start

[cloudbends]

The psychological torture of loving media that is both relatively obscure and the small audience it does have doesn't get it whatsoever. I need normal people to get into shoushimin or ill be alone in the appreciation corner for eternity

[sp1resong]

"of two minds", an experimental... short story... comic... thing.

(transcript under the cut!)

y’know, it’s funny.

what is?

the very idea of contradiction itself necessitates cohesion, or coexistence, or… whatever antonym you want to use.

what do you mean?

well—if two contradicting ideas couldn’t coexist in some way, we wouldn’t have a concept of contradiction in the first place. the very idea of it is, in itself, a contradiction!

…that doesn’t make any sense whatsoever.

we’re not talking about things that make sense, are we? contradictions aren’t supposed to do that. that’s, like, the whole point.

well, yeah, but what you’re saying should still have meaning. you can’t just—say nonsense that sounds smart but isn’t.

i agree! good thing that’s not what i’m doing. it’s not nonsense.

you yourself said it doesn’t make sense.

but that’s not the same thing, now, is it? nonsense can make sense, so why not the other way around?

i never said i believed that second thing, either.

you do, though. i know that full well.

…i do. but even so—that doesn’t matter. it feels like you came up with a point and are now desperately trying to grant it merit despite its obvious flaws.

what do you mean?

well—first and foremost, contradiction doesn’t claim that the sides can’t coexist. quite the opposite, actually. its very nature is coexistence where there shouldn’t be any.

blah, semantics. but really—if they can coexist, even a little bit, then clearly, they’re not as diametrically opposed as they seem. where is the line drawn?

that’s… not the same thing you were arguing a moment ago.

so what?

you can’t just—change the subject. that’s not how this works.

i still stand by what i said, i was just using the wrong word, or something like that. you pointed it out, so i started talking about your word. same difference.

you’re impossible.

why, thank you.

regardless—i don’t see what that has to do with any of this.

what doesn’t it have to do with this? contradiction is in our very nature. we invented a word to put a name to that divide, that fundamental fission. and yet—it’s only natural, isn’t it?

i’m not sure what you’re saying here.

but if you didn’t understand, neither would i.

that doesn’t mean i know what it means in any—

—and that, too, is contradiction!

no, it isn’t. i understand the words you’re saying. i know what the words mean.

what i don’t understand is—your point. what you’re trying to say.

and what a shame that is. we’ll never come to a conclusion at this rate.

yes we will. we always do.

…what are you arguing, anyways?

hm?

it seems like you’re just here to disagree with me. you’re refuting my points, but you never make any of your own. do you even have an opinion?

of course i do.

do you? or is it just the opposite of what i’m saying, regardless of what that is?

…does it matter? we both believe what we’re saying.

and back to contradiction.

hm?

we’re one and the same, and we both believe what we’re saying. and yet we disagree.

this wouldn’t be interesting at all if we agreed.

that’s beside the point.

it is.

what… is this, anyways? what’s the point?

a socratic dialogue for the new era.

…it can’t be. you’ve never read socrates. besides—you said it yourself. we both believe what we are saying.

we’re both right.

you get it, you get it! i knew you would! we are the contradiction!

…you’re not being helpful. you refuse to explain your ideas, you just… say words.

i don’t need to explain. you understand already.

then what’s the fucking point!?

to settle this. to make up our mind.

but we are of two minds.

precisely! contradiction is coexistence is contradiction!

this is going to go on forever, isn’t it?

we’ve always moved on before.

but we come back, again and again! arguing a new point in the same way, and no one ever wins!

would you rather go through life never questioning anything?

of course not! i just—argh. you’re intolerable.

whatever do you mean?

you’re unbearable! i can’t stand this! nothing you say holds water, but you don’t fucking listen!

you know—you know i’m right. we’re the same person, after all. but you refuse to listen when i tell you—

tell me, then. i’ll listen.

what do you believe?

…i believe that you’re wrong. that we ought to do things my way.

but what is your way?

…

i knew it! you exist to be the opposition. you know i’m wrong, but you don’t know what’s right.

…

…what’s yours?

hm?

what’s your way? saying things that sound smart without—without caring if they’ve got any substance?

…

see? you don’t have anything to say, either. we’re both wrong. we’re both right. i hate this.

i just want to agree! i want things to make sense! i want to say things that mean something—i want to understand. understand the world, understand myself, understand what we’re fucking saying.

i’m sick of this.

you could do to care a bit less.

see, that’s the problem with you! you don’t—you don’t fucking care! you speak nonsense and then act like everyone else is at fault for not understanding it! because you don’t care! you don’t care and i fucking hate you!

you say, as if you have anything of meaning to say!

i have more than you! at least when i talk, it means something!

no it doesn’t! you’ll never come up with anything but derivative, trite bullshit if you’re so obsessed with making sense!

oh, so now i’m spouting bullshit, and not the bastard who has never in their life even tried to make sense!?

you’re so set on making sure other people can understand what you’re saying—every little bit of you is lost in translation! you have to follow in the footsteps of others for anyone to get what you’re talking about—none of what you say is yours!

that’s not—god. i hate this. i shouldn’t—you shouldn’t be here. we should just make up our fucking mind.

but you said it yourself—we are of two minds.

if we thought you were right, we would have moved on by now.

but we would have done the same if we thought i was wrong.

why are we still here? separate? stuck at the crossroads? rent apart by indecision?

what is wrong with us?

…it’s just the human condition, i think.

“human.”

…

semantics again, my dear sock-puppet.

…i’m not even going to respond to that. are you trying to insinuate that you’re the ‘real’ one here? that i’m the construct? that goes against everything you’ve said thus far.

first of all, have you even been listening to what i’ve said thus far?

…second of all, that’s not what i meant at all.

we’re just talking to the mirror, really—but we’re more than a reflection of the other, aren’t we? and neither of us is quite our whole. we’re uncertainty made manifest. a tangled mess of contradiction trying futilely to untie itself.

so: sock puppets.

interesting analogy.

…so who’s the left hand, and who’s the right hand?

oh, so now you’re capable of having a little bit of whimsy.

…i think you’re probably the left hand, because right brain-left brain or whatever. since you’re the one who keeps going off about logic.

…i want to be the right hand.

why?

we’re right-handed, and i’m the one we usually act on—

—that’s not even true. whatever. more realistically, we’re both both hands, anyways.

yeah, you would say that, wouldn’t you.

am i really that predictable?

yes.

for ‘uncertainty made manifest’, it sure is easy to figure you out.

even cacophony has a pattern to it! a method to our madness—because every method is madness.

that doesn’t make sense either.

doesn’t it?

no.

oh, you’re no fun.

nothing about this is supposed to be ‘fun’.

nothing is ‘supposed’ to be anything!

the only reason it isn’t fun is your nonstop bitching.

if i wasn’t here to be the voice of reason, you’d fucking… i dunno. do something stupid.

start giving people bullshit advice and spreading misinformation on the internet, or run off and get hit by a car, or… something.

my point is, i’m the one keeping us alive and reasonable.

yeah, and? what’s the point in that if we’re miserable all the time, because we’re too scared of saying anything meaningful to even try?

but it’s not meaningful! all you say is fucking nonsense!

and all you say is fucking trite!

how do you expect to create any original meaning if nothing you say has meaning to begin with!?

how do you expect to create anything you can care about if you refuse to say anything unique to yourself!?

i’m only being pragmatic!

i’m only trying to be happy for once in our fucking life!

you’re a liar—you know what you’re saying means nothing and you say it anyways!

it doesn’t have to make sense to be meaningful!

what’s the point in meaning if no one else can understand it!?

what’s the point in trying if everything you say has been watered down for others’ sake!?

i’d rather be unhappy and right!

and there’s your problem! you keep thinking about this in right and wrong—it’s not! all of this is subjective! all answers are equally correct!

but that’s not true! nothing is entirely subjective—there’s always an answer we settle on, there’s always a right one! there’s always a wrong one!

we always choose one answer because of you! because you’re too fucking scared to admit that maybe there isn’t a wrong one! maybe there doesn’t have to be! maybe—

—shut up, hyde!

…oh, so i’m hyde now? i’m the bad one? i’m in the wrong? and of course you would—

—stop. stop. i hate you. god, i hate you.

…

…i think right now i hate you too.

…

but this won’t end until we agree.

it won’t.

and that will never happen.

maybe not.

because we both know we’re right.

so we do.

so we’ll be here forever. arguing about nothing.

maybe we don’t have to.

argue, i mean.

…what do you mean by that?

maybe we can coexist. maybe we can hold both beliefs. tempering and strengthening the other.

but we are powers opposed.

maybe we don’t have to be.

it’s like schrodinger said.

the cat is both alive and dead until you open the box.

the path curves both left and right until you reach the crossroads.

every answer is both true and false until a conclusion is reached.

…

but even then, that implies a conclusion. a collapse into a solid state.

we are already at the crossroads of our belief.

precisely.

and we haven’t fallen into one yet.

but we must.

must we?

can’t the two states combine to one without losing what makes them themselves?

the cat must be dead or alive, for it is a material being. but we are thought. we are consciousness. we are not bound to one or the other.

such is the magic of our nature.

indeed.

so really, there is only one question:

can we coexist, or must we fight forever?

can we have chaos guided by logic?

can we have meaning carved by contradiction?

can we walk both paths, and the sacred middle ground?

can we shape ourselves through synthesis?

can we be one?

were we ever two? does it matter?

we are arguing the same point, after all.

[fatuismooches]

𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬! ♡

#smooches talks - basically my tag for a bunch of rambling and talking to my anons!

#suggestive.content - the tag i use for stuff alluding to suggestive stuff!

#lovely writing <3 - reblogged writing from other creators that i adore!

#harbingers love notes <3 - short brainrots that include all the harbingers~

#pierro love notes <3 - short brainrots that include the director~

#capitano love notes <3 - short brainrots that include the captain~

#dottore love notes <3 - short brainrots that include the doctor~

#columbina love notes <3 - short brainrots that include damselette~

#arlecchino love notes <3 - short brainrots that include the knave~

#pulcinella love notes <3 - short brainrots that include the rooster~

#scaramouche love notes <3 - short brainrots that include the balladeer, wanderer, and kabukimono~

#sandrone love notes <3 - short brainrots that include marionette~

#signora love notes <3 - short brainrots that include the fair lady~

#pantalone love notes <3 - short brainrots that include regrator~

#childe love notes <3 - short brainrots that include tartaglia~

#zandy bb <3 - short brainrots that include dottore's child segment~

#harbinger birthdays <3 - short brainrots when it's their birthdays~

#fragile reader <3 - short brainrots (and also long fics are included) where reader is sickly~

#playable reader <3 - short brainrots where reader is a playable character~

[darkangel1791]

Tumblr fandom can be fun

Tumblr fandom can be only fun

If you feel passionate about something, then you should express yourself

But if fandom just makes you angry, and you don't need the stress, you don't have to deal with stress

Unfollow, block, curate your own experience

You don't have to make anyone happy but yourself

*hugshugshugshugshugs*

[tealares-art]

THE BEST PART ABOUT MAKING AN OBJECT SHOW IS THAT NO ONE CAN STOP YOU FROM MAKING THE HOSTS (1) HUMAN VERSIONS AND (2) QUEER LOVERS. GODDAMNIT MAN I LOVE THESE GUYS!!!?!!!

[hella1975]

all hate to tiktok for taking 'having a space to more openly and actively talk about different cultures' to mean 'cultures are NOT to be shared and we must be vigilantly defensive of our cultures for fear of appropriation, a word that can be applied to any multicultural interaction'. like of course cultural appropriation is a very real problem but ive seen with the access to global multicultural conversation that tiktok provides it's made people TERRIFIED to even interact with cultures other than their own for fear of 'doing it wrong'. like at some point you have to acknowledge that in the real world of the great outdoors, the majority of people are eager to SHARE their cultures. yes there are ignorant questions and biases but also... how do you think those things get unlearnt? i dont understand how deciding that multiculturalism is an elephant in the room instead of a normal thing that should just be talked about and lived with is supposed to benefit anyone? and kids on tiktok are CONVINCED that it's a time bomb of a conversation to have and therefore must be avoided at all costs but like. people generally LOVE their home and their culture and are PROUD of it and want to share it. how have we made it so that showing genuine interest and a desire to understand something so integral to a person's identity is now feared and borderline demonised?

[ispyspookymansion]

tumblr no nuance site as always is finding itself with a fascinating new position here. “no opinion you hold or thought you have tells us anything about your morality” im not so sure thats true “many thoughts are unwanted or are uncomfortable but realistically harmless so stop equating complete mental purity with being Good” this we cannot possible refute but its not the one thats being said lately