#Blasting Waves

[blindingbooga]

!: BLASTING WAVES!!

The metropolis of New Saints was bustling! Housing was surprisingly affordable, everything in that city was well kept, they had all the popular shops, it had everything you would want in a metropolis, right? The people were generally nice, people of many backgrounds made the city a vibrant melting pot of cultures. That's what it was for many decades. 

Tower 3, Protostar.....................................Systems Online

Tower 6, Nebula........................................Systems Online

Tower 9, Supergiant....................................Systems Online

Preparing for SUPERNOVA.ow

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Many people went missing that day.

Following the Supernova, casualties rose to unprecedented heights. 

By the time it was all over approximately ten percent of the population remained.

“That was the mystery of New Saints Metropolis. Next up on NCH the woman who created the first working hologram-”

The television turned off with a click. Two women were sitting on the couch that finished watching the documentary on New Saints Metropolis. One on the left side of the couch had an uncanny set of eyes and was eerily tall. The other had eyes like the sea, currently clutching to the tall ones arm for comfort.

“Creepy… they all just disappeared like that? Anyways, what do you want to eat?”

“. . .”

“Maya?”. She went and cupped the taller one’s face. Her uncanny eyes were always hard to look into. But for as long as they’ve known each other, she's gotten used to it.

“Maya, what's wrong? You usually spring up into excitement when I ask you that. Do you want something homemade today?”. She asked with a soft voice.

“. . .”

An excruciatingly long forty-five seconds passed in silence.

“. . . I want something hawaiian. . .Ona” Maya murmured.

“DON'T WORRY! I’ll make you something you’ll love in a flash!”. Ona gave Maya a peck on her cheek and went to make Maya’s favorite poke bowl.

Maya watched Ona excitedly skip towards the kitchen, leaving her alone on the couch. Those uncanny eyes moving to the black screen in front of her. 

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The new life here was doing wonders for a family of two. 

A man and his daughter.

That day was going to be a good one. 

“Maayaaa!”.

“C’mon, dont you want some waffles and pancakes on the the roof?”

“. . . Dad. . . and daughter. .day?”

“Yes! Yes! C’mon little one, get up! We’re gonna have fun today!”

“I promise it!”

They ate waffles on the roof, went to the park, looked at the nine skyscrapers, a father and daughter day. It was perfect, a perfect saturday. 

So perfect.

Everything was perfect.

Everything was white.

Everything hurt.

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“MAYA! POKE IS REEEAAAADDDYYY!”

“. . .”

“Maya?”

“. . .”

Ona hastily walked back the the couch, Maya was just sitting there, looking into the black screen. She gently nudged her shoulder, unresponsive. She gazed over Maya’s face, that smile she always had was gone, replaced by a blank expression. Ona frowned at the sight, leaving to get the meal she had just prepared. Two bowls of poke were put down on the coffee table next to the remote. Ona glanced at the remote and decided to turn the television back on. 

“NCH presents ‘The Addiction’ with Sandra Melvin, Daniel Cooper, and-”

Next channel.

“3! 2! 1! The Toons and Loons marathon starts NOW!”

“Maya! Look! They are having a throwback marathon!” Ona enthusiastically said. 

“We have Poke too! I finished making it.”

Maya slowly turned her head to look at Ona.

“. . .Sorry, Ona”

“It’s fine, but are you okay?”. Ona asked as she cupped Maya’s face with both hands.

“You know *chu* you can tell me *chu* anything *chu* if somethings wrong *CHU*” by the time Ona was done, Maya’s face had been covered in kisses, her smile came back quickly. 

“Theres my Maya!!”.

“Here is my WORLD FAMOUS POKE! I worked extra hard to make it really good to make it the way you like it!!“

Maya looked at the plates, Ona followed her gaze and. . .oh. She forgot the utensils.

“EEP! I FORGOT THE CHOPSTICKS!! Maya, hold on ill go get-”

She was stopped by Maya putting a hand up and her finally getting off the couch.

“You know I can get them-”

“No.” 

“Okay! Okay!” 

Maya shot Ona a genuine smile as she went to their kitchen. Who knew it would look just as spotless as when they got this kitchen renovated. Still is a perfect white, everywhere. She went to the drawer where the utensils were stored and slid it open. Reaching for the spoons, Maya remembered that Ona hated eating Poke with anything other than chopsticks. Well, their chopsticks were in the “special stuff drawer” as Ona called it. She walked over to the other drawer and got both sets of chopsticks. 

The chopsticks were bright in color, Maya’s being Orange with yellow diagonal stripes. Ona’s were blue with white waves, just like her eyes-

“Maya.”

Maya froze up, she quickly turned to see Ona with her arms crossed, with an eyebrow perked up. 

“You were in here for five minutes.”

“The. . .chopsticks looked nice. . .”

“Ookaayy, well, the Toons and Loons marathon are still on! Your favorite cartoon is on too!” 

“. .Lost In Fluffy Paradise. . ?”

“Yep! Now C’MON!”

Ona grabbed the chopsticks and Maya’s and brought her back to the living room where they both plopped down onto the couch. Grabbing their poke and chopsticks, they dug in while watching cartoons until they both fell asleep.

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“We’re LOONEY AND TOONY! We do the things you want to see! We are the Heroic Cartoons-”

“Which character is your favorite Maya?”

The little girl waited until a special duo came on the screen, a bunny and duck, dancing together happily. She pointed at those two and looked to her Father. 

“Those are your favorites? I like them too.”

Maya suddenly jumped off his lap and ran to her room, her father walking behind her. She opened a backpack next to her bed, in it were her drawings of her favorite characters. 

“Oh! You made these? They look great!”

She nodded. She then showed him drawings of the park they frequently went to, the alien from the movie they went to see, and finally her and her dad with a rainbow over them. Her dad decided to put those drawings on the wall, happily looking at his daughter’s work. Maya was right next to him looking as proud as he was. She attempted to do her father’s signature bear hug, but it only surrounded his lower leg. He then picked her up and gave her a hug. 

“You want to go get something to eat kiddo?”

She nodded her head.

“How does poke sound?”

“YA!” 

Her father let out a deep laugh, food was going to be good today!

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[teashteinn]

Today Jax is a very happy rabbit because he managed to drop an atomic bomb on innocent NPCs

[dunderella]

i would love you even if you were a drone!!!!!!!

[sketchy-tour]

Updates on me! Still doing alright and still trying to figure out a new tablet I'd like. Haven't even found time to doodle much between all the running around I'm doing but still! I'll hopefully be able to draw again soon! Here, have a recent messy trad doodle I did for someone!

Also been going golfing! Okay maybe I'm not the one golfing, but im keeping scores while driving the golf cart! Definitely super good at score keeping and don't get distracted at all!

[l0ve-is-an-ech0]

I can't get over how one of Scyllas attacks is just hitting Melinoë with her Microphone

[sidetongue]

her first time swimming in a river

[maiselyormaiforshort]

Would anyone be interested in my ideal transformers shattered glass au

[laurapetrie]

I felt strange at first in knee socks and loafers instead of racy red heels and parachute skirts and an aura of Chanel, with books under my arm instead of a frenchy parasol, and girls everywhere instead of men . . . but it is good for me, and this is really the most honest part of myself, I think. Inside me the love for extravagant and impulsive gesture is still there, [so] when I get a creditable thesis done, I feel I’ll deserve a champagne blast to celebrate. I'll put on my Scarlett O’Hara shoes and we’ll be eccentric together!

Sylvia Plath in a letter to Gordon Lameyer; September 24, 1954

[reksink]

A Pair of Delightful Comms for a Friend 💚

[fumifooms]

I think you made me start shipping Marchil

Your posts got me thinking about their dynamic then I wrote a fic that was supposed to be platonic but midway through I realized it could actually be interpreted as romantic too and now I'm just sad about how little time they'll have together

First of all, you have a lovely icon, second, I’m so honored… I finally read Not a bad way to go and it was soo so good like. My god!!! Pre-canon is underused and you did so many interesting things with it.

It sounded like a cruel joke, that the one who needed her concern the most was also the one least interested in it.

^^^ go read it go read it

Chilchuck was drunk enough that he needed to hold onto the walls not to fall, but apparently still sober enough to remember emotional vulnerability was his worst enemy, as he made sure to avert her eyes and said: “Namari made me come talk to you ” to make it clear he wasn't being nice voluntarily.

Yeah.

“Of course I'm scared of dying.” He scoffed. Did she really think so little of him? “But if I could choose, I would want to die doing something I love, like drinking. Or maybe fucking,”

Maybe you wish you didn’t know but my new favorite HC because of this is that Chil dies yes prematurely not of liver failure though but during coitus. Especially if marchil, the thought of him busting a nut and his heart giving out makes me laugh so hard. My god. Lmao. Oh god. Lmfao. Worst day of her life

Marcille knew Chilchuck wasn't a kid, but she often struggled to take him seriously as an adult because he was just so adorable and small. In this moment, however, she saw them exactly for what they were, even if it was just a glimpse. A sheltered, naive little girl trying to tell a tired, much more experienced man how to live the rest of his life.

Standing ovation

She tried to find an explanation to give him, but she couldn't even find one for herself. Why would she miss him? He was just Chilchuck, her coworker, Chilchuck who was cold, aloof, sometimes crass, evasive, and even outright mean. He who was level headed, reliable, trustworthy, perceptive and clever. He who had the least time left, even in a best case scenario. “I guess that despite your best efforts, there's still a lot to like about you.”

This fic goes so hard, standing ovation pt 2

“I just think it's better if we don't get too close. Don't you agree?” “I… maybe” she said, uncertain as he didn't know how to feel about that. Caring about people would only hurt her in the wrong run, she knew that, but unfortunately she couldn't help it.

I looove how they can be read to be similar on this aspect. My hand clenching around my phone as I rear up to rant about Marcille and the way she does keep people at an arm’s length subconsciously again my god my goood. Obsessed with this obsessed with this, underused for marchil. Terrified of loss through death vs rejection duo I love youuu

Brilliant ending I’m in shambles. I’m not gonna spoil it

You get marchil so much you truly do. The way they mesh, the way their views on mortality clash and both soothe & bruise… He doesn’t have much time left even in best case scenario (which Mr I won’t eat well I’ll drink and smoke a lot I’ll stress all day every day is determined to not make happen) which makes it all the more meaningful for Marcille’s arc when she learns from him to finally enjoy the present moments… It’ll only be a fraction of her life, but to him he’s giving her the rest of his life. What are some decades of love worth? Worth it, surely, if nothing else

[blindingbooga]

YO! Update on Blasting Waves!

I know I haven’t shown you guys anything else about it other than the first chapter, but there is a second chapter!

Well, the thing is, I wrote it originally not really having an actual direction for where I wanted to take the overall story, so I’m considering scrapping it and rewriting it.

BUT.

If you guys want to see it, I’ll post it tomorrow

[givemearmstopraywith]

coquette blogger joan of arc be like my year of quest and relaxation

[libelelle]

OBLIGATORY DISCLAIMER. my opinion on Silver is by no means the single correct one nor do i think it should be, do what you do idc. we're all here throwing him at a wall repeatedly for fun

Ok so. whats the point i wanted to make. oh yeah right

SILVER THE HEDGEHOG!!!! FUCK!!!!

his character is so interesting this is a character for sure. im screaming and crying etc etc. the unfortunate part is NO ONE GETS HIM. i see a lot of interpretations that cherry pick his personality and experiences and it just! isnt it! he is a complicated character!

trying to simplify him down to 🥺innocent soft boi🥺 doesn't work, not only cause you're ignoring his DEBUT GAME (NEVER FORGET HE TRIED KILLING SONIC) but also because you just disconnected him from his entire backstory and motivations. i see people making Silver into a "cinnamon roll" guy and it always makes me grimace because... do you know WHY he is clueless. do you know why he doesn't get things or is too trusting or this or that. its because he grew up in the apocalypse alone. he hasn't experienced anything normal or healthy in his entire life. and since these traits, which are used to make him into the innocent cinnamon roll, are a result of growing up in a very abnormal environment, are symptoms of having never been in social situations and never had a normal day-to-day life. this means you can't ignore the OTHER characteristics that result from it. by this i mean hes very independent, very stubborn and aggressively mean (i recommend watching any of Silvers interactions in the Rivals games. he is extremely confrontational and a very good example of the kind of behaviour i'm talking about). but since this doesn't fit the bill for the character that you want him to be, you remove the context. him being clueless has nothing to do with his background. hes anxious cause hes a smol bean, not because hes been drowning in responsibility and trauma for as long as hes been alive. hes kind because hes innocent, not because he chose to be despite it all

"but linnea! what about IDW! hes very innocent in that!" INCORRECT BUZZER. IDW is not the same. i'll admit, the writing isn't always what i want or expect for Silver, but there's something important for you to note here

Silver is ✨Recovering✨

from my perspective at least. what i see is Silver, who has actively been working together with other people for MONTHS. he has friends, a support net, as well as hobbies. these are things he didn't have before, and being with these people, in both calm and hard times, helped him. So what we are seeing isn't the trauma responses, we're seeing the result of being acclimatized into a healthier and safer position. that's why there's a change in behaviour. this doesn't mean hes a soft boy now. AGAIN hes complicated. be careful not to boil him down to a single trait. in IDW we still see moments where he experiences difficulties because of his past. examples include when he met Whisper, Failed Social Interaction and said this:

he struggles with boundaries! of course he does! he's still getting the hang of being around people

then also recently when he came to help Sonic in 58:

he is struggling!! with nothing to focus on! his default is fight fight save the future fight!! he's not used to normal life and that makes him anxious and frustrated, unable to focus on things he cares about, as we see in the future growth comic in the 2022 annual

there are likely more examples but idc. need to finish this post. continuing, Silver is complicated, meaning that even when he is aggressive and tunnel visioning on a task, he has more going on. one thing i fucking lovee LOVE love about Silver is that he has hope. fuck if i were him i think i'd have given up. THOSE horrors? every day? no thanks

Silver feels anguish and frustration and fear. this being said even at his angstiest moments he has hope. you cannot look me in the eye and tell me that Silver fought through every horrible disaster, coming back to a newly devastated world every time and decided to continue with no hope for a better future. he is determined and he has hope, even if he has to fight tooth and nail for it. Usually when i think about Silver and his odd optimism, i go back to '06, when he's having his moral crisis over killing sonic.

"To kill someone to save the world... is that really the right thing to do?"

it would've been understandable if he decided it was the right thing to do, even if sonic was someone who was kind and loved, because that's just how bad the world is. maybe its just me, but the way this thought broke through in spite of his bull headed focus on destroying the iblis trigger speaks to me about his nature as a person. even coming from the bleak world he came from and even with the tunnel vision he had, he still considered this one persons life to be important too.

he is, at heart, a very gentle and kind person. he is, at heart, someone who is strong and who wants to help others. a version of Silver that is sad all the time, unable to see the good in the world (a phenomena i don't see much of thankfully) isn't true to Silver as a character because its missing that core trait to his character, that he wants to help because he cares.

Silver can't be one or the other. one way ignores his background and his trauma, which leaves out important parts of his personality, the other just abandons a very integral part of who he is.

the point really is to say that (slaps roof of Silver) this bad boy can fit so much layers!

[simcardiac-arrested]

your characters in stp. put them in the time loop

SLAY IT, SL—Ah. There we go. Ahem. You’re here to slay it. If you don’t, it will be the end of the world. Or…I suppose the world is already ending. This is entirely off-script. Just…do your job. Save the world, not it.

[smalltimidbean]

hh now i want to see pep and fiend being affectionate as big monsters,,, but you probably don’t want to draw that just yet

I would like to draw that, but I did promise myself I would not show Fiend's monstery form until it came up in the story on Pep's blog

But I can still draw Chase Pep and regular Fiend being affectionate for the time being hehe

[mossdeep]

mri time