#D’s notes

[kitabasis]

All Grace backstory lore I’ve been able to dig up:

Grace associates gyms with childhood trauma

Athena reminds Grace of her mom, although she also said she wasn’t sure if Athena was a “scary mom” or a “cool mom” so I’m not sure what this actually says about her mom, other than that I think their relationship is mostly positive, because of the “Mostly she just seemed like my mom. Or anyone’s mom. Maybe that’s what she is to the Idols—the mom who looks after them and keeps them going,” so it seems she thinks of moms as generally positive figures

She and Freddie met and (presumably?) became friends when Grace sat down next to her at lunch in elementary school

Grace learned to pick locks at some point

After Grace dropped out of college, she started drifting away from Freddie, until Freddie started the band

Grace is the source of all the band’s drama (perhaps hyperbole by Freddie for humor), and seems to generally have a lot going on, which she feels like she drags Freddie down with; I mention this here because the vibe I get is that she’s been feeling this way for years

Grace is familiar with the type of guy who wants to “take home” “lost girls,” and has “been hurt before by mysterious men,” suggesting she’s had some pretty bad relationships or at least experiences with guys

She has a drunk uncle

She has 3 brothers

Grace knows how to play the guitar, and has done it so much she got calluses from it (this is from a backer thing, so it may not be canon anymore)

Freddie is the “only person in the world who always has [her] back” (again, from a backer thing)

Freddie somehow betrayed Grace in sixth grade

Grace is somewhere around 25

Grace left college because “nothing ever works out like you think it should. Times ten,” and because “[she] didn’t feel like she belonged there. But [she] still hasn’t found [her] place”

She had a guidance counselor who was concerned about her

Her parents are, presumably together, from the way she talks about them; also, she acts like she’s 14 around them

She’s had a crush on Freddie for years but didn’t realize it

[kitabasis]

What does being wanted for necromancy have to do with anything? It’s literally not evil, just misunderstood! Orthoprax wizards will go on about “you can’t get consent from a dead body” and then go ahead and bind elementals—which can’t communicate in any way we can understand due to their nature, and therefore can’t consent any more than a dead body—without a care in the world or legal repercussions!

The Wizard Council needs to either get off its high horse and legalize necromancy, or commit to the bit and outlaw their precious arcane engines, ffs.

everyone had that one guy at their wizard school said edgy shit like "dark magic is just misunderstood, not evil" that ended up wanted in three countries for necromancy

[littlelightfish]

This... this is a whole different kind of psychic damage here. When nightmares got Marcille, we get to knew that her's biggest fear is outliving her friends. This isn't even canon probably, but look at this. This isn't a "I don't want my friends to die" kind of dream. This is a "I'm terrified of loosing my daughters, of something killing them, and being incapable of stopping it" kind of dream. It's so simple yet it explains perfectly the whole of chilchucks character. He loves, he cares, deeply. But he, or doesn't acknowledges, or doesn't know what to do with that knowledge.

Besides that. Someone had to wake him up after this. Imagine the devastation in this man after he wakes up. He just saw his three little babys murdered corpses (or maybe he saw them die, wich isn't better). He would possibly not talk about it, and that would worry the hell out of the party, because we'll, they see him all down and only one of them knows what he saw. Imagine being the one to pull him from that nightmare. Seeing this man, usually so composed, fuking staring with tears and terror in his eyes to the composes of what you can only assume are his daughters. It would be heartwrenching.

Idk, I love this man so much...

[darishima]

made a chart of the straw hats' skin tones with the colors being screencapped directly from the episodes, to show how much they've lightened. this is more than just an "artstyle change" or "design evolution" or "just the timeskip" this is blatant racism/colorism. it's fucking ridiculous and i don't understand how toei is continuously getting away with it please reblog btw, i think this is something people should see

[nnobodoodles]

Oh wow, I'm absolutely FLOORED by the response on my Strawhat Screenshot Redraws! Thank you so much, been reading all your lovely tags and smiling SO much!! 💖

Here's Part 2 with requests from Insta plus some. Let me know if there's someone else you'd like to see!

[listen-to-the-inner-walrus]

so in an attempt to actually use positive thinking, anytime i fuck up and my brain reacts as if ive cause a minor apocalyptic event, i compare my fuck up to the 4 minute fuck up committed by the crew of the uss william d porter.

and only today, as i was having to explain what happened to my mom when i was explaining the whole comparison thing, did i realise that most people dont know about it and ive decided that needs to change because its objectively hilarious.

...which is a weird thing to say about an event that occured on a warship in 1943, specifically november 14th.

see the uss william d porter was a fletcher-class destroyer but you dont need to know what that means, just that she had guns that went bang bang and that she was escorting another ship, the uss iowa, to cairo.

while they were on their way there, they performed some gun trials like testing the anti-aircraft guns or the torpedos. and while they were running a torpedo drill, the crew of the porter managed to fire a live torpedo straight at the iowa which you know, in terms of a list of things to do while escorting a ship, shooting a torpedo at them is not on that list.

especially if the president of the united states is on board.

yeah so fdr was on board and the gun trials were actually his idea, and part of the trials was that they were conducted under radio silence.

and that means the crew of the porter couldnt just call the iowa to be like "move out the way, we accidentally shot a torpedo at you."

but they did have signal lamps and you know, the signalman on board was trained to signal this exact kind of message.

...and uh never mind, the signalman did manage to successfully tell the iowa that a torpedo was coming toward them but wasnt as successful when it came to the direction the torpedo was coming from.

not all hope is lost though because the signalman could still use the signal lamp to correct his previous mistake and-, never mind, he announced that the porter was reversing, which she wasnt.

yeah so at catastrophic mistake number 3, they broke radio silence to warn the iowa and she managed to turn out of the way just in time which meant no one got hurt. and even though the inquiry into the incident led to chief torpedoman (fantastic job title btw) lawton dawson being sentences to hard labour, fdr intervened and waved away his sentence, saying it was all an accident.

but yeah, so thats my new measure for "how much did i really fuck up?" and when i compared accidentally picking up a pencil case without a tag on it in wilko, turns out it was a very minor fuck-up. yes, the cashier had to ask another worker to grab a duplicate so they could scan the barcode, but i didnt nearly kill the president during wartime via accidental friendly fire

[soaked-doors]

“Those two things can exist at the same time. Like you said, it's all—it's all tangled up together, you and me.”

double page spread for one of my favorite luzo fics of all time, poly philtatos (the most beloved by far) by my good friend - @swordsmans!

I knew I wanted to do a double page spread the second I finished this fic and I drafted abt a dozen ideas before landing on what would ultimately become this. There were so many snippets and moments I wanted to illustrate but I ended up doing more of an abstracted version of the fic as opposed to 1:1 drawings of scenes 

funnily enough while the fic itself is told in zoros pov this spread is framed mostly through luffy’s eyes - his tears literally frame comp for their reunion, the moment he loses zoro, and the centerpiece of the first page which is this weird abstraction of him on the beach seeing zoros corpse-not-a-corpse in the waves just beyond his reach. 

gyro put the crane wives’ never love an anchor on the playlist for this fic which i heavily used as inspiration in picking ornamental things for the spread (the anchor, the fleet of ships by luffy, and the nautical rope splitting the second page). also just like. overall really heartbreaking lyrics guys 

there are smaller elements throughout the spread that are 1:1 references though (all i will say for these is if you know, you know hehe) i wish i had more time to do a lengthier piece for fanart for this fic bc it's one of the few luzo fics that have been rattling around in my brain forever now - once again please please please read poly philtatos if you haven't. gyro is a masterful writer and they deserve all the love! ok byeee

[jei-rifni]

Absolutely bonkers

[mooneln0ne]

the repeating cycle of a Pirate giving a Marine a child

[isjasz]

Remember, there is always a great big beautiful tomorrow.

[energeticwarrior]

PLEASE COLLAB

[kitabasis]

Cannot describe the shock I felt when I discovered that Tamsyn Muir was not, in fact, ex-Catholic, but was, in fact, currently Catholic.

[aqours]

tumblr is a really unique experience because the website is inherently fundamentally broken but depending on if you're on desktop or on your phone its broken in completely different ways

[shepscapades]

Posted to Twitter for the first time in 5 years /silly DSFGNFGB So here’s my atttempt at a more finished piece, inspired by Doc’s newest episode :D

Actually recorded a short timelapse for this one too, so that’s below the cut :D

[ohitslen]

Average university experience

[samerpal]

🚨Don’t scroll 🚨

At this time in the displacement camps, Winter hasn’t started yet, but the heavy rains have already begun to flood our fragile tent in the displacement camp, leaving my family to face the cold and water seeping in from every side. My children suffer from the biting cold, with no safe place to play or study, while we struggle to stay warm and dry in an unforgiving environment. The harsh conditions of war compound our suffering, as we live every day in fear of airstrikes that could take our lives at any moment. The lack of food and clean water makes life even more difficult, while we face physical and psychological challenges that exceed our capacity to endure. We live without electricity or healthcare, trying to hold on to any glimmer of hope in the darkness surrounding us. Each day becomes a new test of survival, and we pray for the protection and safety of our children from the threat of death that follows us at every turn.

🍉Plz help us 🚨

@mysharona1987 🌹 @luvlee1313

@buttercuparry 🌹 @three-croissants

@littlesapphicraven 🌹 @tamamita

@paper-mario-wiki 🌹 @tangledinourstrings