#← as if I understood it myself

[frankensteinposm0]

"You better not have drawn Stan and Kyle without hats with a pink color palette and with lyrics from a Weezer song"

me:

[astronnova]

danny phantom cast explorations and thoughts :v

[keferon]

Alright I finally made the ref sheet for them. Although I rarely follow their designs myself ahahfjvm

Also. This thing isn’t very precise and detailed. If you decide to draw them - feel free to slap more ornaments on any parts of them👍

[watmalik]

I connected the dots, chat.

[uncanny-tranny]

Basically, my philosophy around disability fakers is: I would rather a thousand people fake a disability than have one disabled person suffer without care, aids, compassion, or any help.

[deanofsam]

was just talking to an irl friend who used to be really active in spn back in 2014. she knows and respects my beliefs (wincest) as i respect hers (d*stiel) but i was laughingly telling her about all the samgirls posting about jared at ACL and she said “huh, weird i cant believe there are actually samgirls out there” and i stared at her…. frozen…. our experiences ….., could not be more different….. i am surrounded by samgirls …. they are all i know.., i think i probably exclusively follow samgirls…. what is going on over at d*stiel headquarters

[buttercupshands]

*looking at isat ss discord* my power of being silly got out of control

or how I tried understanding rpg maker basics by literally trying to do one (1) thing I really wanted to see ever since seeing Loop unused sprites lying on wiki months ago

the reason I mentioned isat ss discord was simply bc guys were the first people who saw me trying to draw close to pixel sprite face sprite for Loop to,,, do something at some point just to see how it works

and nope I'm not making this into anything, but I really like the fact that I managed to do this

(now with video post edited into this sentence!)

[cent-scratchnsniff]

green apple flavor

[beannoss]

Twilight headcanon

Inspired by this super lovely art by @roucaelum-art 😍! (brief mood spoiler: roucaelum's art is so soft and so sweet! This hc has a touch of the bittersweet 🫶)

After Strix, when the Forgers are well established, no secrets between them, Twilight starts journaling. Obviously this is a security risk, so he creates an elaborate cipher. He tests it on Franky. He tests it on the cipher-breakers at WISE. He even feeds some to the SSS. None break it. Satisfied, he starts to journal. Twilight's journaling time is something he starts to jealously protect; given how much it means to him and helps him process things, Yor starts to protect it jealously, too.

Later in life, when he and Yor have been together for decades, he teaches the cipher to her in case she wants to read and/or share his journals after he dies. It takes time, of course, but not as much as someone might otherwise think, knowing Yor and looking in from the outside. This is in large part because Twilight creates the cipher with Yor in mind. Rarely one to do something for a single purpose when multiple are available, creating it with the intention that Yor can easily learn it also works to confound others in his profession. You see, he’d never met anyone who thinks the way Yor does, and certainly it's far outside espionage or intelligence norms, a way in which no one in those professions would expect a cipher to operate. This revelation he saves for his final journal, and Yor only learns it had been intended specifically for her after his death.

To that point, Twilight does (peacefully) predecease Yor, but she finds she can’t share his journals with the outside world, not yet. They're too precious, too close, touch her too deeply, to share outside the family.

She teaches Anya the cipher, so their daughter can read and share his journals after Yor passes away.

Anya does: she reads her Papa’s journals. Spends a few months, a couple of years, keeping them between herself and her parents' memories. Twilight’s accounts, unsurprisingly, have incredible detail about Yor and Yor’s life and Yor’s opinions and Yor’s views and Yor’s daily life and the way Yor moved through the world. There’s an incredible amount of detail about Anya too: Twilight hadn’t started journaling until years after Strix ended, nearly a decade after he adopted Anya. But, of course, his memory was impeccable, and once he started writing, he never stopped.

Anya reads about herself, about her mother, about their loved ones and their enemies. She reads his words about politics and the news and Twilight's opinions on literature, film, various cuisines. The bakery down the street and the neighbour with the lush roses. Spycraft, war, and international relations. Parenthood, partnership, friendship. Every other idiosyncratic thing he chose to write about. All of it written in her father’s matter-of-fact style from his matter-of-fact perspective, which was always more full of love than he would admit or accept.

She grieves anew, softly, and in her own time.

One day, when she's ready, Anya goes to her father’s favourite archive. She asks to speak with the archivist team. She asks if they would like the journals of the greatest spy in Westalis history: had they ever come across the name Twilight in their research?

She teaches them how to decipher his code (it is, of course, the most complex and creative cipher the lead archivist has ever seen. Anya thinks of her mother, and smiles). It takes them time to go through everything; it takes them time to verify it. But of course, they do. Because Twilight was thorough and he was precise and and he was an excellent planner, prescient more often than not. He ensured there were enough careful points of reference that diligent researchers would be able to confirm his identity and the veracity of what he wrote. And he would only trust the most diligent of researchers.

It's a small archive; the launch of the display of Twilight's journals is similarly small. Anya thinks he would prefer that. The idea of hoards of people reading his words all at once, even if he had intended their being made public, might be enough to revive his stomach aches from beyond the grave.

Anya attends the opening with her loved ones, and later, at home, she shares her own memories of her Papa, and her Mama, and the times they saved the world.

[theodysseyofhomer]

the game of telephone that happens with the odyssey (and greek mythology generally) is wild like. i am constantly checking the text of the odyssey before i write my silly little posts. i do it because i've read the odyssey upwards of 5 times and still misremember, or don't find what i'm looking for. it's rich with detail and i want to be accurate when i'm making any claims about What The Odyssey Says. and then someone On Line just goes "well odysseus canonically surfed back to ithaca"* and i'm like HUH. but then i remember they got that from fanart of a skyphos

[deadsouls-is-canon]

…was no one going to tell me that when Kiryu arrives in zombie- infested Kamurocho to rescue (once again, kidnapped) Haruka, he busts through the walls with not one, but two distinctly colored trucks??

…you’re telling me this doesn’t mean something?That Kiryu has access to these pimped out rides at any old time?? When the last time we saw this very heavily modded, super conspicuously-hued vehicle, it was Majima, rolling in like the knight in pink shining armor he is, to save Kiryu’s bacon in one of the most overtly romantic scenes between them in the entire series?? It’s just a reused asset, hmm???

[lazylittledragon]

i'm going to scream i got accused of being a transmisogynist by someone on twitter because of this specific part of my t4t steddie art

[tarraxahum]

One thing that unintentionally and personally (as in, just in relation to myself) annoys me about the "do it scared" and other such true motivating sayings is that. Do WHAT. What's "it". I would fucking do it if I knew what "it" was. I would go out of my alleged comfort zone if I knew where to go. I would fucking live authentically if I knew what that fucking meant for me. It's been almost 30 years and I am not doing fucking anything with my life not because I'm scared to take a leap, but because I still don't fucking know where I want to be leaping. As a child I got asked "what do you want to be when you grow up" and I would say "I don't know" and now I did grow up and I still don't fucking know. Something that's not this. But WHAT.

One fear is that one day I'll be dying of old age and still not knowing. Just knowing that it wasn't whatever I ended up living.

[seekstrivefind]

i was sent to boarding school at six years old.

i lived in an old victorian manor house on top of a hill in the middle of nowhere. there were teachers and house mistresses, but mostly there were other children. i saw my family very little, and even when i did see them, they were strangers who knew practically nothing about me. they might as well not have existed.

aside from my school lessons, i learned everything from these other, isolated children. what was good and bad, cool and uncool, what was important and what was a supposedly proportional response to any of these ideas being challenged. it was, as you'd expect, a feral little echo chamber.

and amongst it all were the expectations (academic, mostly). we were special, we were better than other children that we nebulously understood went to school elsewhere and lived differently somehow (i didn't meet any non boarding school kids until I was 12 or 13, and then only saw them in the summer).

when expectations are put on you like that, when you're so steeped in then that you know nothing else, you convince yourself that they happen to align with your own desires. they push you, but you push yourself harder. later, as an adult, you'll look back and wonder why you threw yourself so rabidly into something you never really wanted. when you're in it, you can't think of doing anything else, because you learn all your shame there, too.

so there you are, a cohort of young people who fiercely believe that you are independently chasing something that matters more than anything else in the world. and when adults look at you pityingly and dare to suggest you are being fed into a big, pointless machine that will chew you up and spit you out into adulthood with nothing to show for it, you get angry. because they don't understand, they couldn't possibly understand. you throw yourself willingly into the machine. it chews you up like meat (the adults were right all along, of course).

and that's why I'm so emotional about the fourth house, because tamsyn muir fucking nailed boarding school trauma.

[nikoisme]

I absolutely adore all the relationships in malevolent, in their nature. They are all canonically platonic, but they are rooted in love and affection. I think that some people still believe that the word love is reserved only for romantic love, especially in media. So seeing the two main characters say that they love the other, that that love saved them, that they were willing to die for each other; who are so close (quite literally, as they share a body) that it's impossible to tell where one begins and where the other ends. Whose circumstances and experiences are so wildly specific and unique that it would be impossible to strictly define the nature of their relationship. Is their relationship perfect? Hell no, they have deeply hurt each other many times. Often they can't stand one another, but also can't stand being without one another. It's messy, it's complicated, but it's real. They try. And it doesn't really matter what their specific definition of love is - they simply love each other. And it just means so much to me, as an aroace person and as someone who has always valued all the friendships i have or have had in general. To see love between two people who have been through hell and back together not treated as just romantic love or as platonic love or whatever - but as simply love. It's their own. With all the beatiful and joyous and messy and painful aspects of it. To say it's just romantic or platonic takes away all the complexities and charm of it, just as is trying to strictly label a lot of the things in the show.

[heaven-is-in-your-arms-series]

Shine postponed 🥺

Sad news for me 😭

But I'm used to waiting for Khem and Chatra and I shall still excitedly anticipate being reunited with them, hopefully next year 🥹