#BA was really fun!!!!!!!!!!

[aethernoise]

A few weeks ago, I decided I wanted dyable Constellation pants for my AST glamour, and went back into Eureka Anemos for the first time in over two years. Then, tonight I cleared Baldesion Arsenal and got my very own orb to ponder.

For multiple expansions, I had kinda given up on Eureka. I stopped at level 21 - just entering Pagos - when it was current, and wistfully watched others progress through the 4.x patches without me. It just started to seem like something I'd probably never go back to because it had "been too long" and I didn't have a dedicated group to go with. It seemed exhausting and intimidating.

But then something in me kinda just went "fuck it." I did it, and mostly alone. I relied on pickup groups and the friendliness of familiar faces along the way, and ended up joining CAFE for a newbie-friendly run of BA once I was finished with my new shiny weapon.

Moral of the story is: Do It Scared. Do It Anyway. Just get in there and shout.

[lucky-fydraws]

ArtFight attack on @frogcroaks :D

I told you I wanted to draw them on Twitter, and here they are indeed!

These designs were immediate favorites when you posted them. When  you mentioned Nekomata liked soft drinks, my immediate thoughts went to the numerous vending machines in the streets of many Japanese cities and towns... So this little scene, with Bakeneko holding such a drink and Nekomata wanting a sip, quickly manifested itself in my mind.

It was the occasion to practice perspective and urban backgrounds. I also tested out my new grey fineliners, but unfortunately, the scanner doesn't really like them much (the black ones are processed just fine), so I had to overlay the sketch I had scanned earlier.

I messed up the character perspective, though. I know Nekomata looks smaller here, even though they're taller than Bakeneko :(

I hope you'll like this!

[theangrycomet-art]

little warmup doodles with @paradimeart's criminally adorable Orbabies concept/au.

a couple of headcannons into play here and i'm gonna be a bit loose and wild with explanations so here we go-

a) Jazz hums to himself a lot, a specific tune if you listen closely long enough. This makes him a bit of a protorb magnet in general, but also makes him very good at settling them down.

b) Moonracer's protorb batch was a more experiment bit of coding from the Vector Sigma. Blurr was a part of this batch. This unfortunately led to more issues for the bots of this batch, specifically overcharged sparks. Long story short, their sparks are "too big" for their little forms, forcing their body to try and find other outlets. (the stress from a spark being overcharged for a long period of time leads to yellow optics, as opposed to the typical blue)

In Blurr's case, he was able to address this at a young by burning off the excess energy via his speed. In Moonracer's case, her spark developed her anti-gravity regulator. However, many protorbs went offline due to being unable to find an outlet and burning themselves out.

c) Moonracer was an absolute MENACE as a protorb/protomech, between her having 0 control of her anti-gravity regulator and her overcharged spark making her more prone to meltdowns.

With all these factors, Moonorb was loosely assigned to Jazz's care for a while. Here she picked up his humming habit, adding her own chirps and whirs to the tune.

She still has a humming habit, much to her peers often irritation.

COMMISSIONS OPEN

[winepresswrath]

Darla/Angelus is also great because the show has a competing designated OTP and they exist to serve as contrast and hateful competition to THE ship. they are soulless monsters even by the standards of soulless monsters, they literally make the other soulless monsters go "yikes... your relationship seems not good maybe." but they love each other so fucking much. the writers can't help it. they are constantly trying to find their way back to each other. the way she hits him over a head with a shovel and leaves him to an angry mob while he tries to say he doesn't mind dying if it's with her AND the way they coo about it to each other afterwards. the way she takes him back against her better judgement because she missed him so so much but then kicks him out again later because he still can't be who she needs him to be. that's just how they say i love you.

[burning-academia-if]

Also have some throwaway doodles from my hit collection titled "desperately trying to remember how to draw"

Top was back during the persona 3/tarot card mention and the bottom was earlier this month inspired by the siren au asks

[lazaruscorpse]

things i'm currently thinking about

jason being both little red riding hood and the wolf

jason being nicknamed little wolf (possibly by crime alley)

[nifinof]

Scene that will live in my head forever

[captain-cappie]

Next up on the AU! prompt list is Pacific Rim AU! ✨

There is no war in Ba Sing Se: There is no pain in off screen ideas 🫡 Everything is fine and nothing has ever gone wrong

You gotta love it when the blorbos fit so well into all of our special interests 💕

I’m looking at you this time around @worldsokayestmagicalgirl

That’s the first prompt page down! We’re half way there!!

Go look at @worldsokayestmagicalgirl and @clovedown to see more art!

[idiotfactory]

“Now Big O! It’s showtime!” If you spent any time watching adult swim back in the day then you remember the absolute banger anime Big O. This was my first moderoid kit and it does not disappoint I knocked out this bad boy in a single sitting I was just having too much fun lol the articulation is a little restrictive but the led unit more than makes up for it.

[evanbuckleykinard]

gonna be rly real with yall i haven’t been writing jack shit because i became hyperfixated with wrestling so i’ve been unable to do literally anything else

[arcxnumvitae]

Complicated Feelings

Silence stretched in the night, the king's room finally at peace. The winter palace remained still, devoid of most of its servants and denizens. Intentionally so, Bal had decided that absconding to the winter palace without the usual retinue would provide more cover to deliver the heir.

Or...heirs.

Mhoirbheinn sat in the chair pulled up next to Bal's bed, and though exhaustion weighed his limbs and sleep called to him he'd be loathe to disturb Bal as the other slept in his bed. After all, Mhoirbheinn's strain had only been a miniscule fraction of what his lover had endured. All to birth not one child, but two. It'd taken some convincing to even get Bal to put the new heirs down and agree to get some much needed rest.

Mhoirbheinn had seen countless battles and caused countless atrocities. The sight of blood and the screams of the pained and dying were as familiar to him as his own breath. Yet watching Bal's agony had been an excruciating misery that the man had been unprepared for. So much pain and anguish, and all for...that?

A vivid gaze rested on the crib that sat on the other side of the bed, only an arm's reach from Bal if he wished it, as he had insisted. Already, his lover had become attached to the two children, the causes of hours of unending agony. Mhoirbheinn couldn't understand it.

Raising to his feet, the man silently strode around the bed to the crib where two tightly wrapped bundles lay inside. Tiny. Fragile. For hands that had shattered bone, it would be all too easy for an accidental, errant move to snuff out their new life in but an instant. The thought unsettled him. It was difficult to believe that the security of Bal's rule of the Unseelie had lain on their shoulders. But they were sired by him as well, shouldn't he feel some sort of stirring emotion at the sight of them? Shouldn't he feel whatever instant latch there was that Bal had felt towards them? Yet there was nothing.

As a red-orange eye peered down at the sleeping heirs, Mhoirbheinn couldn't help but wonder-- what had his father thought upon seeing him for the first time, a baby just as impossibly tiny as the ones before him? Had he stared imperiously down at his bastard heir the same that Mhoirbheinn stared down at the two now? The similarities struck him, both him and his father bringing new life into the world for an agenda, the necessity of an heir. And much like his father, he would have little to do with them, as per the agreement that had been made with Bal prior. Truly, history repeated itself and a soft chuckle echoed into the night from the man.

"Truly, what an unfortunate beginning for the both of you, to be born into a cycle renewed." The words deceptively soft, a wry smile touched the fae's lips. Loose, dark hair slid over his shoulder as his head tilted. "Let's hope Bal can save you then, hm? But, I cannot complain should I ever find myself slain by your hands. It'd be fitting." With that, he turned to return to Bal's side.

It seemed the legacy of the Rathais continued in its own small, twisted way.

[web-novel-polls]

Hi! I really like how you did a popular and less popular character poll! It gives some of the lesser known characters/works a chance they don’t usually have in the bigger polls.

Thank you! That was the goal since a lot of works like 2ha, MDZS, SVSSS, TGCF, etc. would have destroyed pretty much everyone else (they were originally excluded before I realized it would be more fun this way, lol). I do think some of the really obscure ones still got the short end of the stick because no one actually knew who they were (Yan Hao, my beloved), but there's also so many characters and novels I had never heard of before <2

[airenyah]

should i just. study theater- film- und medienwissenschaft

[nimoy]

so so so so fawking excited to go to the museum of nat history in la i got my & my bf tickets to the dinosaur experience w/the huge puppets 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 the past few weeks have been ghoulish but i feel like i can finally catch a break now that im finally gonna see My Man after not seeing him since 2019 and having another job lined up & going back to school with a picture of what i really want to do for the first time… i have wasted so much of my life feeling sorry for myself and reclusing and i am trying to really see & taste a glimmer of the future!

[morningmask27]

I do sometimes find it really annoying that most of the things I do right now are At Least tangentially related to a trauma I lived through.

I am living in a university dorm right now, it's a very typical thing to do, but most people return to their family home during the weekends and only really stay in the dorms because they have classes in the week and having to go from their home to the classes, especially the 9 am classes, can be heavy if they live somewhat further away. I stay in my dorm the entire week. For Reasons I don't want to go back to my old home for longer than half a day to drop my laundry and leave with clean clothes, some food and a chat with my mother. I wouldn't feel good doing so anymore, but mentioning that is weird because most people (except internationals because going to a full on other country just for the weekend, every weekend, would be a bit dumb) return to their home (My dorm feels more like home to me right now than my old house did btw).

When I say I stay in my dorm people are somewhat confused, as it on its own already implies that something must not be that good at the familial home for me to not go there for the weekends. By the simple fact I don't go back it's already implied there is something wrong, and it's true, there Is something wrong, but I can't just start explaining the whole thing, it's not really appropriate for most conversations, and I simply don't want to open up about this part of my traumas. So I just have to quickly and very blatantly brush off that fact and the unpleasant implications to continue the conversation without making it awkward and it's so annoying.

Most of my weird trauma responses at least have the added thing that if I don't verbalize them nobody will really notice. I am good at hiding them, I kinda had to, but this dorm situation is such a blatant sign of something Weird (and not the good kind) that I cannot hide since my actions on their own imply a situation already.

I am somewhat good at dealing with all of these issues, brushing off The Problems is a typical part of normal conversations, but it does get frustrating sometimes when I get severely affected by something traumatic, and it's The Only reason that my problem happened, but I cannot talk about it in casual conversations because of how heavy and intense it is. I have to vaguely mention The Horrors (They Are Complex) and move on before I make my conversation partner uncomfortable. It happened when I had to miss a class because of a severe relapse in my mental health, it happens every time I mention I stay in my dorm the weekends, it happens whenever I get too jittery and weird because of stress (I don't even always know Why I am stressed) and I just cannot explain anything about the cause because it's too heavy for most people to hear. (I do understand that fact, it makes sense you're not going to tell classmates casually about the horrific stuff you went through in your personal life, but it fucking gets annoying when it is fully related to a situation and I have to Shut The Fuck Up anyway.)

It's just frustrating to me that I have to deal with all these Weird Things because of trauma, and everyone sees them, but I cannot explain where they come from truthfully because of how much they are. It's in this weird middle state where people See I am weird hurt, but they don't Know why. I do things differently for reasons they can assume are unpleasant, but I cannot ever truly explain everything to them.

[silverselfshippingchaos]

the faith he has in v.ossler is really sweet actually considering everything