#Gah I love Saw

[some-bi-mess]

It's Saw time gang

[solplease]

oh look it’s seth

fell apart drawing this

[flowery-king]

He's from a musical its not my fault

Extra:

[masque-of-plague]

If you feel like you need "permission" to do something in fandom, this post is for you!

Something I've noticed a lot of in this fandom is that people hesitate so much to do so many wonderful things they want to do because they feel like they need someone else's "permission" in order to do it.

Understandably, there was a HUGE history of people dog-piling, harassing, and bullying people for doing things that were not explicitly approved by either the creators or the fandom at large. I am so happy that the tumblr fandom in particular has moved away from that horrible time, but the effects it had on people still linger, even beyond things that "weren't allowed."

So if you need permission to do something you've been thinking of doing, I'm giving you permission. 💕

Do you have an idea for a fan event but you need someone to tell you that you can? I'm telling you right now that not only can you start that fan event, but you will do a great job AND people will love it.

Do you have an idea for a fanfiction but you're worried that people won't like it? I'm holding your face gently and promising you that there is an audience for everything and if absolutely nothing else, you deserve to make that fic.

Do you have a headcanon that directly conflicts with common headcanons in the fandom? I support you having that headcanon. YES, even if other people dislike or even hate that headcanon. YES, even if some people are upset about that headcanon. It's their job to avoid that headcanon then-- it's not your job not to have it.

You deserve a space to be heard, to make your creations, to hold you headcanons. Anything that brings you joy, amusement, euphoria, validation, healing, catharsis, anything that you find interesting or enjoyable, you deserve to engage with it.

I promise you are capable. I promise you are not doing anything wrong. I promise you are not hurting anything.

Whatever you thought about while reading this post? I am giving you permission to do it.

[best-teen-polycule]

[10/27] things left abandoned

[somerandomcockroach]

Okay I really felt like exploding mentally not in a good way so putted it out in random little written scenes (bullshitting with canon and fanon because canon is fanon). Prowl and Jazz as main acting characters yesss because apparently I love these boys

_________Intercity training competition_________

The whole audition was so loud with noises despite everyone trying to whisper as quiet as possible. First time in all intercity training competition history, where chosen young mechs from everywhere in Cybertron gather together to find better rising generation of sparks, the bot won all his sparring partners in a row without losing once. Gunrunner with satisfied smile wrote down statistics about this battle. “Mistakes took place, but you give big perspectives with your agility and unpredictability.” Gunrunner already had plans on this rookie once ops group starts running.

Jazz, visibly grasping at air with ventilation at full speed, was smiling in such bright manner, showing his sparking optics behind protective glass. His smile, his reflections from black coating, his figure, still going up and down after all the battles he had – everything in him was so irresistibly refreshing and attractive. This young bot made the audience start whispering again, but on absolutely different topic this time. He still was standing over his opponent, other one was looking at him from bottom to top breathing as deep as other one, leaning on the elbow folds. Young mechs had no hard feelings against each other, everything around them was steaming with happiness over a good battle. Jazz offered his hand and helped him stand up.  

“Ya’r very brave to challenge me last but ya fought good, brotha’. Your name?” They shacked hands as a sigh of a friendly and fair battle. “Guzzle. Better to fight and lose than to never fight at all” “Oh, we’r so gonna have a drink at the end of the event!” Jazz squeezed his hand so tightly and laughed so sincerely happy. They walked out of ring shoulder to shoulder. The white and black mech with pointy red chevron, the only thing showing him off the crowd so vividly, was observing all the battles from the balcony. He still couldn’t calm down his spark after what he saw, it was such an incredible and new way of martial arts for him: wild, unpredictable, dexterous, fast and oppressive. Absolute opposite of the clear and refined, gentle manner of his hometown. He couldn't hold back his smile throughout all 10 sparring sessions, periodically jerking his shoulders in surprise, sometimes looking as if into space, trying to calculate something in his head. His brother, clearly shorter than him, tapped at his hand. Only this was able to get older brother out of entrancement he was in. “Brother, calculation simulations will begin soon” ‘Right,’ he answered with only kind look of his eyes. ‘Now my turn.’

______My priority of orders starts from J_______

“Prowl, you are not allowed to go out! You stay here! It’s an order!” Prowl’s door wings rose up in in a threatening and irritated manner. He quickly turned his head, narrowing his optics. Sharp, cold blue, freezing. Yet his lips were treacherously clanging. “You are not my commander to give me commands” “Oh, no! I have an order to keep you safe! Order from Optimus Prime itself! Do you not understand how worthy your skills are? You are not allowed to get out of here until it becomes safe, why do you even try to get out of here?” The blue light was getting darker and closer to the security bot who happened to be so unlucky to be the closest to Prowl to get this order. Red chevron towered over this hesitant mech, his knees bent under the pressure of this unbending figure. It was the first time in all his time working here, when he was truly afraid of the tactician. “I was working hand to hand with “Optimus itself” when he was just an officer,” Prowl pressed his finger into the center of the bumper with enough strength to make bot step back. “and I dare you have no right to stand on my way nor Optimus’ orders. Contact him and say that I’ve lost touch with ops, you won’t be dismissed with this explan-“ The loud crash of a broken door was heard behind interrupting him mid-sentence, Prowl stood up and lowered his wings to cover trembling mech in front of him. “Prowl, jump on, I caught signal of Jazz’s location”, there was Silverbolt straight to the help and old Orion’s group protecting main operating station alongside with other autobots. Prowl gave him a pleased smirk, his optics immediately softened (to the relief of security bot), not even thinking much he ran and jumped on top of the aerial, “long time no see, old timer. All unnecessary chatting on our way.”

[puccafangirl]

This whole scene in Shaun the Sheep Movie is beautiful and one of my big faves but OH MY GOD THE LAST NOTE THAT SHAUN SINGS OUT AT THE END OF THE SONG HERE. ;A; For some reason it always gets my so emotional and touches my heart my god I love him so much. 😭❤️💕💖

[devils-yui]

I’ve seen so many people flock to tumblr for refugee, and I have to address something because I most definitely saw a lot of hate for this on TikTok before the arrival but, literally.

Please, and maybe just—don’t complain about OC x Canon material, and then start begging for x readers. Please don’t complain about seeing OC x Canon material, and then asking why nobody will make more content for you to enjoy.

Some of us don’t usually keep in mind the idea of making content for other people, sometimes people simply enjoy making content for themselves and we should respect that.

This feels like a situation, where you’re on a playground and someone else has a toy that you don’t have, so you whine and cry—begging to have what they do.

Why do people hate other people for enjoying their life, doing something that’s fun, making works for themselves that make them feel happy

From a quote I saw of Brittany Broski awhile ago I think, there is to be said: “Art is not for the consumer; it’s for the artist,” Something along the lines of that and I NEED it to be encouraged more.

If you want to complain about OC x Canon, or don’t want to see it. Welcome to tumblr, we have a filtering system and a blocking option.

Not everything has to gravitate around serving to you when it comes to enjoyable pieces like these, this is tumblr. Where “cringe” is the norm, and we get to be happy being us

[uncleskyrule]

To all my friends, mutuals, followers:

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Not-so-merry-or-happy stuff under the cut relating to where I've been

So, why haven't I been on Tumblr?

Long story short, I've been wanting to come back here for SO long now but kept getting overwhelmed with the "homework" that I subconsciously give myself (answering all the tags, messages, asks, plus reblogging all the awesome art/fics/animatics/etc from all of you) that I just avoided the platform altogether.

This past year has been a pretty bad burnout year (among other things), and it's only thanks to God for forcing me to travel for work that I've done anything remotely useful. The desire to write and interact with you (and just fandoms in general) has definitely been there, but I've been so tired and anxious and executively disfunctioning that even fun things have been difficult.

Even writing this is a cop-out because my original intention was to DM a bunch of people to catch up and explain my absence and whatnot but that seemed Too Much for me so here we are.

It hasn't been all bad though! My job is wonderful and I love being able to help others and bring them joy while sharing my skills and talents. I've been able to travel my country and other countries and experience new things, make new friends, and grow more into the woman I was created to be. I play a bunch of instruments now, and am learning a new language. I have a good life. It's been a good year. I know that's true. It's just difficult to feel that way right now. Prayers would be appreciated.

Anyways, I guess this turned out to be more of a journal entry than anything, but I'll still leave this up so you'll understand what's been going on.

[incandescentflower]

Who knew I could feel so invested in a sharing of a sandwich?

[silverselfshippingchaos]

a really big chunk of my ship tags are just titles of songs that I happen to like (if you can tell what they are, you get a gold star!)

but that also means that every now and then, a certain song will come on and I'll be hit with the strongest wave of just. Feels.

(some spoilers for M.onster in the tags btw)

[trenchcrows]

the eeperrrr

THE EEPER :O

[fxreflyes]

something something, thinking abt machines

[akechi-if-he-slayed]

the thing of the matter is i can use airbuds with my friends just so we can share the songs we’re listening to but they can NEVER see my spotify because all i listen to is quite literally fandom playlists

[ask-the-candicroc]

I headcanon that Max, Chad, and Gummigoo aren't brothers. Their backstory is that they're all orphans who find each other and stuck together. That way, it can set up for either found family relations or romantic relations, depending on the au. I tend to lean towards found family as I ship Pomni and Gummigoo, but I don't mind seeing them shipped

oh I love that headcanon!! I really like the idea that they’re found family (I love that trope) personally I don’t think I could see the gators as romantic- but that’s just me. In my opinion I see them as found family and really good brothers/friends :D//

[toestalucia]

ask me for gbf event recommendations (i will answer falsetto in the autumn gray)