6flyingosprey6

[6flyingosprey6]

This is making the rounds on BlueSky, but I haven't seen it here yet.

Twitter is rolling out a "Recreat this with Grok" button directly on images now when you open them. Also, some people have experience their artwork getting labeled as 'made with Grok'

I understand why some people have tried to stay but, please at the very least start transitioning your work to other places so at the very least you have a exit without hurting your finances too much.

Twitter is only going to become more hostile towards artists. It's full of poison and it's only a matter of time before it fully erodes.

[6flyingosprey6]

Dance on the edge of a knife,,

[6flyingosprey6]

they hung out and went on a date of valentines day 💞

[6flyingosprey6]

these three I cant- gahh!

[6flyingosprey6]

Immoral immortals clip

[6flyingosprey6]

Timeless Trio

[6flyingosprey6]

[6flyingosprey6]

Bad is an immortal. A fallen angel. A demon who has seen lifetimes come and go, whose concept of care is so warped by loss that it no longer aligns with human understanding. He treats people like a game—not out of malice, but because it's second nature now. Losing his children made him wary of attachment.

Yet here he is, drawn to Ros. Ros, a lost girl in his eyes.

Bad, who lies as easily as he breathes, keeps telling her the truth. He warns her, guides her, looks out for her—not with manipulation, not with deception, but with genuine care. It almost unsettles him, how much he wants her to be okay.

But why?

Does she remind him of what he used to be? Of what he’s lost? Of who he was? He keeps offering to kill for her, over and over, as if that’s the only way he knows how to help.

Bad, the demon. Bad, death itself. And yet, for her, he chooses to protect instead of destroy.

[6flyingosprey6]

you know what just occurred to me

idk if anyone remembers this. but. right before the pre-duel party (42:00 minutes in on ros' vod "the duel and the deal" on her vod channel), owen was lightheartedly making fun of ros, and ros made a joke about her firing him

then ros got distracted when clown arrived, but owen kept asking her if she had meant what she said, and she pretended that she was serious and it got tense between them, before she revealed it was a joke and owen (seemingly) laughed it off

but i feel like... THAT moment, that tiny little throwaway moment, is what solidified it in owen's mind to drive her out of the kingdom.

i feel like owen realized in that moment, even if ros was joking, that she COULD do that. she's above him in the kingdom hierarchy; she's the second in command, the queen regent when foolish had died. barring that, foolish trusts ros possibly the most out of everyone in the kingdom. if SHE didnt fire owen, she could surely convince foolish to do it.

i feel like that moment was the moment owen realized just how much of a threat ros' authority over him and the kingdom was. the moment he realized he had to cut her off before she could ruin his plans. that little joke was the first domino in the events that would happen next.

[6flyingosprey6]

I'm blaming all of this on that one instance when tr!Ros wished for all Mochas joy and whimsy to die btw

[6flyingosprey6]

nothing bad happened today ☝️ i didnt start this yesterday and wake up to them being in the yuri hell chamber ☝️

[6flyingosprey6]

Just learnt Pili died I am not okay

[6flyingosprey6]

Hey remember when Pili said he wanted to meet Bad's kids?

I hope he learns to love them as much as Bad does.

It should be pretty easy all things considered.

Do you think they have a recreation of the house they built? Surrounded by all sorts of flowers? Maybe new ones never seen by mortal eyes? All the prettiest colors, only the best for his children.

Maybe Pomme is still playing her flute and wearing her wings. Writing about all the mischief her brothers have gotten up to while their dad was gone. Maybe she writes about missing him but feeling safe and happy this time instead of afraid.

Maybe Dapper is still building things and experimenting, much to the angels' dismay but it's hard to kick a child out of heaven... maybe he can see and study all those animals he loved so much, up close, unharmed.

Maybe Richas is still being Richas, causing mayhem and making the angels' lives hell.. it is REALLY hard to kick a child out of heaven..but he's testing the limit all right. Maybe he's spending his days getting in trouble with his best friend and older brother, Bobby, like nothing ever happened and no time has passed at all...

Maybe Pili can learn to love them... maybe they all wave down at Bad during sunsets...or late at nights.

[6flyingosprey6]

I'd somehow forgotten that tr!Owen's character intro did NOT show that he was a friendly jester.

He's starting to show his hand now, at least to the viewers. It's becoming clear that Jester Owen does not have good intentions towards the King and his kingdom.

He started slow by trying to push Clown out of the kingdom at the beginning, but wasn't able quite able to because of King Foolish's surprising diplomacy. I feel like he did manage to give some doubts to Archmage Clown though, about King Foolish's competency and decision making.

Then, Jester Owen almost single-handedly broke the tentative alliance that blue had with the kingdom when he picked a fight with faction leader Aimsey. He's also building walls and barriers, saying they're for protection but also further isolating the kingdom. Making it feel to other factions that it's Yellow vs Everyone. And it's working.

Now, he saw that tr!Ros was vulnerable because one of her closest friends had just died. A friend that he has actively spoken against, in front of Ros and other kingdom members. He watched, invisible, as Ros stood silently at Aimsey's grave. And, when he heard Ros drinking poison, full of enough hurt and grief to hurt herself to feel even a little closer to the person she's lost. He... took his chance. To jump in, not to help Ros or to make her feel better. But to push her away from the kingdom.

Firstly by blaming Ros for his own two deaths to Pangi, saying that they were because she wasn't there. Taking Ros's own trauma of being alone while being hunted, like she was after the king's death, and making it about himself.

Then by casually dismissing Aimsey's death. Insinuating that it is a good thing, that Ros now has less distractions outside of the kingdom. Almost, but not quite, blaming Ros for Aimsey's death too! By saying that Ros being friends with a different faction member "led to them dying".

Ending the conversation by saying that, if Ros doesn't feel like she belongs in the kingdom, he can't hold her back. Knowing full well that he has made sure, that she doesn't feel that she belongs.

Jester Owen is trying his best to crumble the castle from the inside. Trying to isolate the King. For what reason? Who knows. But it's going to be very interesting to see where this is headed

[6flyingosprey6]

Pili posted this art on his twitter with the caption

"NEVER GOOD ENOUGH.

He had a good run, at the end he did get what he wanted... although, will it finally work this time?"

[6flyingosprey6]

Yo look at this very normal group of silly guys! I sure hope they don't cause mass panic!

[6flyingosprey6]

Still thinking about Clown and Pili. How one of the two dedicated everything to chasing the other, whilst that person hardly cared until the ones he swore to protect were threatened. One was feared from the start and the other fought with all his might to be recognised.

Thinking about how in the days leading up to the fight I would see Pili on the map grinding, occasionally with BBH or Pangi but often alone- especially the last day. Every single time I saw Clown online, Ros was there. One strode into the arena in newly trimmed armour, a confident air. The other hurried in, all anxious faces and warnings, last blessings from friends.

But most of all, I’ve been thinking about the fight itself. tr!Clown it seems is well used to this process, whether it be experience from ages or worlds past. He holds his ground before Pili even arrives, seeming to meditate though his martial skills do not yet give him the right. Pili can meditate- but a restless mind means he gains no benefit today. In their parlay Clown tells him all those months have been wasted, that declaration of devotion and desire for recognition- they mean nothing at all. He’s going to put Pili back in the ground. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. And to that, Pili offers no rebuke. All he does is ask, simply and patiently, for a dance. (And in that moment I think Pili wins. That simple “Sure,” is recognition and validation all on its own.) One asks, the other finally- finally, answers.

They face off against one another, becoming partners in a swell of blood and metal bound by the scents of swirling potions and leers of the audience. A gladiatorial match turned ballroom performance, with mounting consequences for every meeting of netherite and flesh or metal. For Clown, embrace means death- stand still too long and your opponent sees right through you. Your weaknesses are laid bare for only a moment, but long enough to lose it all. For Pili, that grapple is a fragile hope. A slim chance at cutting down the figure that continues to refuse him. So they dance. One twirls along the line between life and death as the other is slowly but steadily pushed over it.

Clown tears through armour piece after armour piece, pausing only briefly to fix his own as though it took a mere wave of his hand. Pili struggles on, donning new, enchanted netherite over and over again in an attempt to outlast the ebb and flow of Clown’s attacks. But you cannot hold back the ocean. One of them constantly slowed, stalling, the other fast, darting around to nip heels like a predator wearing down prey.

In the end, the ballroom becomes a stage. Pili turns to address the onlookers- seeking praise? Judgement? Regardless, he receives the acknowledgment he asked for from the realm. Voices affirming that of everyone, he was the only one who could have done this, who could stand their ground so long. Then he turns to Clown. When he tells Clown the fight’s going exactly as he thought it would I think Clown realises what it was all for. I think he realises Pili got what he wanted and he tells him such- “I’m glad to hear that.” We get no answer to Pili’s inquiry as to whether Clown is “strong enough for [himself]”, but I think he’s simply asking if Clown is happy with how strong he is, if he feels he can do all he must. On the other side it goes without saying that Pili is strong, yet he has never quite felt strong enough. Like Ros, he always feels inadequate in his abilities. One who has always known he’s strong enough to defend what’s dear to him, one who feels it’s always just out of reach.

When Pili moves to raise his final question, Clown stops to listen. The greataxe which has been swung relentlessly for the best part of an hour stills- and Pili is enraged. He WANTS to be hit, he WANTS the glory of being able to sit there and make people watch as he, armour-less, is unscathed. To be given respect by Clown in that way must be foreign to him- in all their recent meetings they’ve only talked whilst Clown is actively critting him out- maybe it’s the silence, maybe it’s the way Clown’s attention likely pivots from analysing Pili’s movements to suddenly taking note of his words. Maybe in the end he didn’t want to be given consideration in that way, who knows? All one has known is the other’s scorn, and all the other has known is that they wanted him dead- until now.

The greataxe falls and Pili dies, but there’s no gloating. Scavengers from above swoop in to pick clean the body of a hero, whose allies mourn his passing. When Scott asks “What’s next?”, Clown has no passing remark to make nor comment on the battle. (paraphrased) “I don’t know. That was fulfilling Pili’s wish, there.” The change in demeanour from the beginning, where he promised to bring Pili low, to now, where he grants his wish, is so incredibly stark. It must feel a hollow victory, to avenge your best friend but know their killer wanted it all along. It must be strange to get to know a person just before you kill them. One is dead. The other lives on.