#EYES EMOJII

[angelfoodscake]

rough comic concept/idea i had a while ago but completely forgot about OOPS

[xxthefairywitchxx]

@alcoholic-emerald

[stormcried]

@personalfictionals

Red Lights... the only thing that had been pulsating in and out. Flashing lights. Warning... warning... oxygen levels low. Oxygen levels low... oxygen-. The warning of the monotone female voice from the computer would read out for anyone who might be in distance to shut her up. A lifted whine of pain rolled onto Drake's side, sputtering a patch of blood curling into a fetal position. Everything hurt. It felt like his body is throbbing in pain. Where.. where is he? He didn't remember a whole lot. Just that... he remembered the accident. It happened only two months ago. He remembered the storm. The storm that came into his home that sunny dawn. Constables and Firemen about his home. Ambulances. They found 5 bodies. Three armed men, and two civilians. His life almost forfeit as well. Sent to a orphanage, life goes bad to worse. Sniffle. And a followed whine of pain.

Throbbing. His body throbbed badly. Dehydrated no doubt too. Rolling onto his sides, would the young boy notice he's not alone. A crowd surrounded him with a couple royal guards trying to keep the crowd at bay and not surrounding him. Drake pushed himself off of the floor to stave off the dizzy feelings. His expression dazed and confused.

"What's... going on?" The human mustered out.

'It spoke! Is that really a human? What's it doing here? Did it come from the airlock? It doesn't have a spacesuit on...' were some of the murmurs passing around the crowd at this point. Now, of course Drake isn't sure what they're referring to. He just woke up. Drake tries to stand up, only to fall bad down. Damn. He must've really did a number on his body teleportation. However he ended up here... he just wanted a escape from the orphanage. But, now, he's ended up in a even MORE awkward and unwanted scene. Until the gasps. 'It's the king! Move aside!' Exclaims of someone important must've coming through, where he noticed upon the crowd being gently pushed aside would be a larger... goat like monster. One of them. The one wore a crown with a couple star symbols on the top. Both had a light blue robe on with fluffy entrails in a circle at the bottom of their robes. Except the larger male one had a cloak around his shoulders. Aligned with stars that glowed a bit inside. He looked staggering. Intimidating even. He REALLY hoped he wasn't in trouble for being here...

[wvrlock]

// Temporary companion (post-canon) Fallahan that you can recruit specifically to save the Duke if you roll high enough persuasion

[luthnethril]

📓

Put "📓" or some other version of a book emojii into my inbox and i'll explain the plot of a fanfiction that I haven't written but I daydream about

one that's recurring and lives rent-free in my head even though it has barely any plot is a setting where the elves go to Valinor, but the Valar do not wage war on Melkor and imprison him into the Void, so he's just kind of. free out there because he ran off to hide and create Angband. Which is worse for the elves who remain in Beleriand and the Girdle of Melian is probably put up earlier. Anyway.

The main part of this fic idea is that we have Fëanor in Valinor with Nerdanel and his (so far) three kids with another one on the way living in the equivalent of an one-family caravan moving around every so often to explore more of Valinor's lands. They don't check in too often with Finwë and the palace due to a lack of a postal service in the middle of nowhere and anyway at some point in the early noontide of Valinor baby Maedhros is like. 40 years old, baby Maglor is like 20 while Celegorm is the equivalent of a very excited toddler and Caranthir is still an idea in the womb.

They've settled just outside this forest up North and one day Maedhros and Maglor are out playing/exploring the forest (bc, yk, this was the land where they were all going to be perfectly safe forever) when Maedhros picks up that there's something Wrong™; like perhaps a chill, or some more darkness than is usual in the North so far away from the Two Trees.

Now, at this point they do live in a Melkor-free Valinor, but because Melkor hasn't been imprisoned there are more thoughts spared for the elves who remained in Beleriand (and thought to be all dead) and Fëanor as well as Maedhros and Maglor have grown up with stories of the Dark Rider and the Journey West from Cuiviénen, so Maedhros feels the air shift and thinks. I've heard of this happening before.

So, he makes Maglor hide inside a tree trunk and tells him they're going to 'play a game' where he has to stay hidden in the tree humming the "don't notice me" song enchantment he's perfected for hiding from Nerdanel when she wants to make them do chores and make no sound at all or get out no matter what until Maedhros tells him it's okay to come out.

(Maglor has not picked up that anything's wrong with the forest, but he's picked up that his brother is worried and he's getting more scared every time Maedhros refuses to tell him what's going on).

Anyway, point is, Maglor does as he's told and hides and Maedhros goes as far away from the tree as he can trying to make sense of what's going on and then. Melkor shows up. He appears as an extension of the darkness, more solid and bottomless eating up the forest that existed behind him before he showed up, with sharp, visible teeth and glowing red eyes. No body, just solid clouds of light-blocking darkness surrounding small Maedhros.

Small Maedhros, with all the bravery that knowing Maglor is hiding behind him gives him, looks up at Melkor and lies. He plays dumb, he asks to know who he is, why he's here and lets Melkor underestimate him to make sure the Vala never suspects Maglor is also there and as vulnerable as Maedhros himself is. He tells Melkor that he has to get back to his father because he promised his brother he's take him out to play in the forest. That he's alone here and he needs to get back.

Melkor finds baby Maedhros very entertaining and does not suspect that he's being lied to by a child of Valinor and tries to trick/convince Maedhros to go with him, that he'll take him back to his family when 'we'll play a game' does not work. Maedhros insists that he knows the way back and doesn't need any help, thank you. Eventually Melkor runs out of patience and when Maedhros runs away from him reaches out with more darkness and shrouds Maedhros with it, taking him away.

The darkness goes away and the forest returns to normal. Fëanor, pregnant Nerdanel and baby Celegorm go out to find Maedhros and Maglor; they only find Maglor inside the tree when he passes out and stops singing the enchantment. They don't find Maedhros.

They pack up everything and ride back to Valinor to tell Finwë what's going on. Maglor wakes up on the way but he's in no state to say anything; his eyes are wide and he's shaking and he starts crying silently and humming the enchantment again and it takes Nerdanel hours to convince him he's safe now, at which point Maglor slumps against her, catatonic, and does not say anything else.

(Needless to say that Fëanor, scared shitless, is having an absolutely horrible time).

Finwë sends an army of search parties out North with Fëanor, but they never find a trace of Maedhros except the little copper eight-pointed star brooch with the red ruby in the middle Fëanor made for Maedhros when he was born and Maedhros dropped on the ground on purpose. They send people to Mahanaxar to ask the Valar for help. Maglor, scared and not talking, barely moving, tells Celegorm enough about the 'darkness' that took Maedhros that when Celegorm relays it to his parents and Finwë and Indis, everyone knows what exactly it was that took Maedhros.

They never find him. The Valar are all very sorry, but they can't do anything about it. Melkor shouldn't have been able to come into Valinor, just don't go up so far from the Trees again. It should be fine. It will never happen again.

Not really much plot after that actually. I've been thinking a lot about Fëanor's sons and their cousins growing up and Maglor being the only one who remembers Maedhros because he was the only one old enough to, Celegorm remembers him vaguely. None of their cousins have met Maedhros; Caranthir and the rest of the brothers are born and grow up with the knowledge that they have a brother Maedhros who's gone which their parents don't talk about (Nerdanel starts crying even as she tries to tell them about Maedhros so they'll know and Fëanor's face goes terrifyingly blank and the air sizzles around him so they never dare to ask). Maglor is always sad and melancholy and prone to shouting when people choose to forget Maedhros ever existed and his brothers minus Celegorm don't really connect with him because Maglor is making minimal effort to communicate in turn.

Eventually Maglor puts up a play/musical that's just what happened that day when Maedhros disappeared and that's the first time anyone really finds out how that went down and why Maglor feels so guilty and responsible about it in a way everyone thought up to then that made no sense/was just the trauma of meeting the Dark Rider. Maglor makes sure the costume for Melkor does justice to the terrifying embodiment of darkness with teeth and glowing eyes he saw as a child, which disturbs everyone greatly.

It makes the Valar very uncomfortable.

I had an idea of Fëanor obsessing over the idea of saving his son, never letting go or admitting that Maedhros is probably dead like Míriel and holding on to his grief and anger like it's the only thing keeping him from fading. Perhaps even going to Angband in secret to rescue Maedhros.

Another idea involves Maedhros being Melkor's personal favourite prisoner and being kept alive, meeting some of Mahtan's of Finwë's relatives in Angband, perhaps even escaping by himself when Melkor and Sauron are not there? Like I said, there's not much concrete plot besides the main idea here.

[devotionbled]

The duality of my current units and marks. 43 in one and 14.4 so far in the other one. Three weeks left to complete five massive assignments. It might as well be two weeks to blitz through it all as I have an island trip from the 21st onwards in the famous Australian Whitsunday: dilated eye emojii:.

Essentially, what I'm trying to say is... I might be in and out a little bit. Between my business tings and that, it's a grand old time. Also. Time zones are an awful things but : grabby hands:.

[psi-iioniic]

bros abt to liive react to the fucking jake engliish peterquest route

ii kiinda h8 jake so thiis uhhhhh thiis wiill be fun iig ://

thiis makes no sense to read consiideriing there are no iimages or iidiicatiions of what iim lookiing at slash readiing oh well el oh el

sollux mentiion ii liied thiis miight be peak

OH SHIIT DIIRK BOT HIIIIIIIII DIIRKBOT HIIII

monster baiit endiing iimmedii8ly w???

ii love that u can s33 diirk bots eye also watchiing u thats so siilly bro let u liive but then stuck around to watch ya get eaten cute

hashtag "do not"

"j33zum cr33zum" "chappiie" iim goiing to jdsjhvjavf

"top notch friiendo" "wonder wench" jesus iik ii cant criitiiciize anyone for how they talk consiideriing iim stealiing typiing quiirks from fake trolls but good lord

bro iirl rped that earns hiim liikabiiliity poiints tbh

the brobot thats so cute

oh shiit jade as the mc to stop beiing a freak oh oh oh

NO JADE DONT GO BACK ON UR WORD

IITS WEIIRD FOR THE MC TO THROW YALL AROUND AND LEAVE YA ON SOME RANDOM ASS PLANET U WERE SO RIIGHT DONT BACK DOWN

the endiing was cute ii wiill say but hhhhhhrrrrrgggg jade u were onto smthng :((

woah jake and vriiska combo wat

once agaiin remiinded that i h8 vriiska

OH OH ARO JAKE OH OH???

oh god do ii h8 jake cause iim liike hiim??? ewwwwwwwwwewwewwwwewwww no god no fuck no

fiiniished jakes route

stiill h8 jake salute emojii

[silver-tangent]

So I'm in the process of worldbuilding a little bit, and decided to share a tidbit about catfolk to a group chat... what followed, I think deserves to be immortalized both in my future manuscripts and on Tumblr...

[Transcript: A screenshot of text that reads, 'to catfolk, flirting means fighting. This can be confusing for outsiders, especially if they hear a catfolk speak of the male, "overpowering the female as if they were wild cats," however it's a very consensual affair. Forcing ones self upon another is grounds for execution in their society, but if one wanted to bed a cat woman, he would have to defeat her in open combat. When two catfolk are interested in each other, the first- traditionally the woman- verbally taunts her would-be mate. If interested the mate then responds with a rebuttal, and if that rebuttal is met with a challenge, that is seen as consent. They then partake in a contest named by the challenger- traditionally unarmed combat, and if the challenger loses, then the challenged has won their courtship. Obviously this has led to a lot of confusion between catfolk and other humanoids' -courtship ideals, catfolk. By me

'Traditionally this contest is unarmed combat, but in modern society it can be any contest. A game of darts, ping pong, a board game...'

/.End Transcript]

[Transcript: someone says, 'a good ambassador would be priceless in the world you speak of.'

response, 'Best part of that, and I hadn’t even thought of this, their closest non-furry neighbors are the dwarves… Which means, yes… a handful of dwarves have indeed woken up confused to discover they’re married to a cat… a cat that they remember drinking under the table after it said something about his fortitude… And yes, Drogan 'Pussybeard' Bjornsson did honor their marriage and really does love his cat wife… he was just really confused about the whole ordeal at first' /.End Transcript]

[Transcript: continued, 'Drogan wakes up, takes a big yawn and stretch, smacks his lips a couple of times, removes hair from his mouth, and goes 'that’s not me beard hair…' Cat wife: 'morning Hun!' Drogan: hard reboot

Later, Drogan: 'so yer saying that by your traditions we’re married.' Cat wife: 'well technically we’re just mates. It’s an open courtship that you’re free to end at any time.' Dwarf: 'oh noh, lass! Yer in me bed, and yer hair is in me mouth… I’d be a damn dishonorable dwarf if I din’t make ye a proper bride!!” Cat wife: “you… you don’t have to if you don’t want… there’s no obligation…' Drogan: 'nuh uh. Drunk Drogan is a better judge of character than sober Drogan. Yer a proper pretty woman ye are, an I am a man of the cloth. By muh oath to Muradin I insist ye let us be wed posthaste, if ye be consentin to it. You can say no, I ain’t kidnapping ye… but I have a mind to court the women I kiss, and marry the women I… err… kiss harder… so I’m invested in this relationship if you are…' Cat wife: blushing emojii, 'that was adorable, let’s go on a date first…'

/.End Transcript]

[Transcript: Continued, 'Alternatively. Cat wife: 'and what if I'm not a woman?' Drogan: 'all of my people have beards below our bellybuttons, do ye think we give two shits about heteronormativity??' /.End Transcript]

[Transcript] Question, 'Would the, ah, natural method of reproduction bear any fruit?'

Answer, 'They would be munchkin Scottish Folds...' /.End Transcript]

[Image ID: Someone asks, 'will they have long fur or have large that just keeps growing?'

In response to the question is an image of an extremely hairy kitten with eyes looking in either direction. They are more fur than kitten. /.End ID]

[captmoji]

[tq ahead.]

hii, iim 2ollux captor, an iintroject from home2tuck. iim bored 2o ii made an emojii. you can reque2t expre22iion2 iif you want. ii dont change the eye color2.

(translation) hi, im sollux captor, an introject from homestuck. im bored so i made an emoji. you can request expressions if you want. i dont change the eye colors.

[squeiky]

awwww ;0; thank youuuu. Thats the sweetest thing I've heard all month

I have so many swap aus wtf I’ve got no originality wtf

Ive got undertale swap aus

I’ve got sonic swap aus..

That’s about it…

But that’s more than one! That’s a lot!!!

[stormcried]

@rvrend

"Hey! Those were mine!" Drake gritted his teeth in annoyance at his cigarette pack thief. He's had a VERY stressful week of trying to find a way OUT of this damn town. Everyone is a little TOO chipper for his liking and the last thing he wanted is to stay here. Even for Orel's sake. Drake is glad that Orel wanted to hang out with him and what not, but even Drake's patience and socializing had its limits. And to have someone just nab at his damned pack of cigarettes he had to ACTUALLY work for to steal is in the sermon's hands.

"Y'bettah give tha' back! I want those!" Drake isn't exactly on even footing here since Reverend is an adult and Ssdly, Drake hasn't hit his growth spurt yet, which meant that the size difference between the pair put Drake at a disadvantage. He exhaled. "I need those, man. I'm serious, gimme those back fore I hurtcha." Of course, Drake's threat isn't without backing. He's hurt people for lesser, but, Drake didn't need to be smoking at TWELVE.

[wishi-selfships]

denji's side profile RN in the manga >>>>>

-🍓

UWOWOWOWOW HES SO PRETTY

So pretty ....so yummy .... heart eyes emojii♡♡♡

[kwockxpressions]

Binh Do

1. Name, Year, Major & Hometown

Binh, 2nd year, History and Economics, Fountain Valley

2. What are you most proud of? 

I am most proud of my dog Coco. He is a small black maltipoo who is just my clone, he is very short and energetic like me. He also likes to take fights that he can't win such as barking at german shepherds which is also like me but that's what makes life fun.

3. If you could choose a Sanrio character as a pet, which one would it be and why? 

I would have the egg one because if I got desperate I could get a quick snack and a cute friend! Plus I like him cuz he's lazy which means he won't be too clingy.

4. What is the biggest green flag in someone? 

When a person is able to communicate their feelings instead of letting them bottle up inside until the pressure is too much and they blow up in your face and then they say that you were the reason for all of this frustrated emotions despite you doing this for basically 3 months and they didn't say anything so like broski how am i supposed to know you didn't like it when I texted good morning like if you just said to stop I would've. lol!

5. What’s your biggest ick? 

When people use the wrong your or you're.

6. If you were Kirby, who/what would you swallow and become? 

I would swallow Grent Perez because his voice is so smooth.

7. What’s the most embarrassing moment in your life? 

I pissed myself in a karate class when I was 6 because I was too afraid to ask to use the bathroom.

8. When’s the last time you cried? 

The beginning of Winter Quarter.

9. What’s your most used emoji? 

Lately it has been the crying emojii or the monkey covering its eyes

10. What do you value in friendship and tell me about your best friend? 

The one thing I value in friendship is tolerance, not in the sense that you have to agree and validate every thought that everyone has, but just giving every line of reasoning a chance. This is different from just allowing somebody to speak and then immediately trying to argue with them, with tolerance one goes into a discussion with a mindset not to change the other party's mind, but instead just to listen and understand their reasoning then share one's own reasoning. My best friend embodies this trait to the fullest as while we don't necessarily have the same outlook or always agree on different beliefs, he always hears me out and actually considers how I came to my conclusion before coming to his own thoughts and disagreements. He never tries to belittle me or thinks less of me as a person just because I have a different outlook on life than he does, and he never pushes boundaries to get me to try to agree with him. We both agree that we are just two monkeys existing together and monkeys will do what they do and go in their own different paths and collect their own monkey thoughts, monkeys should not try be above one another and believe that their ideals and morals are greater than another monkeys, because at the end of the day we are all just cute monkeys chasing that glorious banana. So in conclusion, what I value in a friend is a monkey that does not try to instill the flawed logic of moral hierarchy, but just another monkey that will sit down and enjoy another banana with his fellow monkey.

[jointhemidnightcarousel]

REEEEBRAAAND (and owner switch)

Hello, It’s LA here, unfortunately I have been SUPER busy with another project that I’m going to take this to another owner! I hope to see y’all soon… - LA

Hello there, I’m ep1 and welcome to this shared Tumblr Blog between me, and my friend PFB! This blog will be called “The New Pharaohs” and will be based on ̷̢̨̯̻̞̲̰͈̏͗̑̐̔͒̀̅͝N̶̨̢͖͉͔͖̞̣̺̿̂̽̀̾̆̕O̶̩̲̣͖͛͛́I̸̧͓̬̟̪͉̓̈́⊥̴̧̨̰̲̱∀̶̻̲̳̺̰̄̎̉͊Λ̴̨̹͕͗̂˥̶̟̰̤ͅ∀̴͙͍̯̙͈̜͍̣͓͌͆ͅS our adventures! Hope you enjoy! - ep1

(Edit: I’m sure I didn’t put the salvation bit. Must of been PFB again. Eye roll emojii. - ep1)

[narcicious]

It's the one I use when, in reality, my face is a tight-lipped grimace with my head cocked slightly to the side and my eyes staring widely off into the middle distance. Don't know how well that would translate into emojii though, so this one serves me well.

[stormcried]

@monmuses

His head felt like it were spinning massively. Like at any given time; he would fall under back into unconsciousness. The world blurred around hun and made him feel incredibly small. A bandage against his head wrapped up nice and tenderly. It was… rather professional tended to actually. He’s surprised whoever found him could do such a thing. Lifting his body upwards into a upright sitting motion would he feel the blood rush back to his head causing a bit of dizziness at this point. “Mmmoh… where am I..?” He moaned out groggily. This room it… were rather interesting. There’s little fake stars in the room that twinkled every now and then. His body shifted a little bit and glanced at the room that had the door cracked a bit just to let light in and air in. He couldn’t fully stand. If he tried he probably would’ve fallen back down onto his knees.

So; he just leaned his body against the wall and positioned it there. His dark brown hair matching the locks tucked against his face shimmering with dark blue ocean eyes. And… speaking of shimmering. He noticed something else. He noticed that… he’s not in the orphanage anymore... No way… how’s that possible?! Had he been abducted? No; that’s surely can’t be it. He would’ve remembered something like that surely. Then again that’s just from his memory. “Where.. where am I..?” Drake mustered out. His head swivels in a snap to the door when he heard footsteps approaching, and .. from what he’s seen his eyes stare in shock at the full grown monster in front of him. She’s… very beautiful and dressed in a.. blue... purple dress ..? With fluffy tails at the end of her dress. He would stare at her for a few moments trying to get a read on her. “Who… who are you..?” He would inquire nervously sitting in the bed huddled into an ball unaware of Toriel being the one who saved him and had bandaged him.