#Hmmmmm what do I tag this?

[froggyphycosis]

SCREAMS AT YOU VERY LOUDLY AND VERY HAPPILY THIS WAS SO SO SO SOS SO WONDERFUL SUCH A NICE PEICE OF CAKE ALSO ALSO

THESE THREE PARAGRAPHS WERE AMAMZING AND ALSO THE ONES WITH THE THE DESCRIPTIONS OF THE FEMALE NINJAS TOO THAT WAS ABSOLUETLY FANTASTIC LITTERALY POETRY WITH THE FIRE CUFFS AND EVERYTHING.

ITS BEEN FOREVER SINCE I'VE INTERACTED WITH ANYTHING TO DO WITH NINJAGO (EVEN THOUGH I LITTERALLY HAVE THEM AS MY BEDSHEETS) SO THIS WAS SO JOYOUS TO READ.

IM SO PROUD OF YOU FOR SHARING WELL DONE!! 😭🧡

Numbing The Pain (or: everyone gets knocked unconscious :D) [Ninjago] 

Soooo.... I kinda wrote a oneshot based on a headcannon by @jinxed-ninjago. I haven't really ever shown my writing to others, so we'll see how it goes. >:)

Cw: injuries, numbness, electrical injury and violence, uhhhhh... Overall angst?

In Jay’s opinion, being injured was less than preferable, for a number of reasons. Being stuck on bedrest every second of every day. Not being able to join the others for dinner as he listened to the laughter and joking echoing down the hall while he stared at the tray of food resting in his lap. 

It wasn’t the other ninja’s fault he was lonely, he just really wished he didn’t have to stay in bed all the time. On the bright side though, he got to play video games all day, and he got out of the usual work to maintain the monastery. After all, nothing like the power of positive thinking!

It was a stupid injury. Why were legs so breakable?

They’d been training, like usual. He didn’t remember much, but he recalled being hit by something, then waking up to his leg in a cast and Cole apologizing profusely. 

Apparently, Cole had accidentally lost control of his powers, and hit Jay with a boulder, causing him to land on top of Kai, unconscious. 

He didn’t blame Cole though. He knew as well as anyone what it was like to lose control. It made him think of when they used to fight over Nya, as Cole had apologized. It was strange how far they’d come from that.

A sudden crash startled him out of his thoughts. More followed after that, banging and thudding and shouting. He heard the others rushing to meet the cacophony, and resisted the urge to leap out of bed and join them. They could handle it without him, and he’d (grudgingly) promised to stay put. 

The sounds of fighting resounded through the room, and he grit his teeth. They’d be fine. He wondered what the heck was attacking them this time. The serpentine again? Nindroids? Maybe Garmadon had somehow come back again and was attacking? Some other random villain they’d never even heard of before? The questions raced through his mind like a river as he listened to the combat growing closer. 

Abruptly, his thoughts were once again interrupted as Cole was thrown through the air, crashing against the wall beside him and crumpling as his yell broke off upon impact.

“COLE!!” Jay screamed as he slumped to the floor. “Hey, I already passed out this week! Don’t tell me you’re stealing my thunder,” he tried to mask his wrangled nerves with humor, but Cole didn’t answer. 

“Oookay, so this is bad,” he mumbled to himself shakily as he considered his options. He could sit here and listen as the rest of his family was potentially defeated and/or hurt. He could try to help Cole (who hadn’t stirred yet but that was fine it’d be fine) somehow, without injuring himself more. Or, he could ignore his stupid broken leg and the pain that would undoubtedly follow, and go help them fight. 

As he debated, Zane decided to join the party and hurtled into the room, landing on top of Cole. As his motion stilled, Jay gasped and held back a second scream as he took in the damage. 

Half of Zane’s face looked as if it had been chewed on by a large, feral dog, ripped apart and unveiling the robotic parts underneath. One of his arms was missing, and there were open gouges displaying sparking circuits and wires, making sharp buzzing sounds. His eyes flickered as he spoke.

“S-system-m mal- mal-function- circuits-s ove-er loadd-ded-” his voice glitched before his eyes went dark and his body still. 

Jay stared, open-mouthed, before he made a decision. Jolting upright, he leapt to his feet. Or at least tried to. As soon as any tension was put onto his foot, instant agony engulfed him, and he collapsed back onto the bed. Clenching his jaw tightly, he breathed through the pain as it slowly subsided the tiniest bit. 

“C’mon Jay… You can do this!” he said, voice wavering, before trying again.

The pain was worse this time. His teeth grated against each other as his breathing became labored, but he managed to keep his footing this time. White hot knives felt like they were slicing up his leg, eventually getting so bad that it went numb.

“Well. That’s not good,” he said to the empty air as his voice quivered more. It still hurt, but now more like pins and needles gently poking him. Within a few more seconds, a lot of the feeling in his leg subsided, but he couldn’t stand any longer. Sagging against the bed, he slid to the floor. Now that he was off his foot, it started throbbing, making spots cloud his vision for a moment. 

As he looked across the room at Zane and Cole (both still unresponsive, but at least Cole’s chest was rising and falling), an idea struck him.

“Huh… circuits… nerve circuits,” he said out loud as the idea developed. Sure, it was a very very stupid idea and could very well lead to bad results. But desperate times called for desperate measures, and by the First Master he wasn’t going to stand by! The shouting had intensified in volume, and he could make out the panicked voices of the other ninja. Besides, he and the others joked that his second elemental power was stupid ideas. That was his thing!

Mind still fuzzy from the aching torture he’d experienced moments before, he remembered Zane once infodumping about how nerves operated on electrical signals from the brain, and that when overloaded, could be numbed to pain (wow, he’d actually remembered that! See, he did pay attention, Kai).

Well. He was the master of lightning and therefore electricity after all. 

“Oh boy. I’m definitely getting yelled at later for this,” he said under his breath as he closed his eyes and focused.

How was he going to do this? Could he even do this? Was it possible to shock himself? He’d never tried before, but had been shocked by other lightning on occasion.

He thought about it as he concentrated on his power. Using his element was like sneezing; almost instinctual, quick, and slightly jarring, pushing it outside of himself. So… he’d have to reverse that. Ignoring the feeling in his gut that this was going to be very terrible, he shoved the growing anxiety down.

Taking a slow, deep breath, he imagined he was inhaling electricity as well as oxygen, and it being distributed through his nerves. 

A slight tingling sensation started circulating throughout his body, and he tried it again.

A blue glow emanated from him for a second behind his eyelids, sparking.

Then everything stopped.

The throbbing hadn’t just faded away. It was completely gone. Abruptly and instantly. And it wasn’t just the throbbing either; all feeling was absent. As he opened his eyes, he discovered that he couldn’t feel his clothes rubbing against his skin, the cold floor he was sitting on, the air stirring around him; it was all gone.

“Was this how Cole felt when he was a ghost?” Jay wondered, marveling at the numbness (and slightly panicking. He desperately hoped this could be reversed later).

Getting to his feet, this time without the agony part of it, he glanced back at his unconscious brothers one last time, then sprinted out the door and down the hallway, ignoring the way his foot crunched with every footfall. Doors blurred past him as he followed the sound of voices, now reduced to an alarmingly quiet level. There was no commotion anymore, sound just as absent as sensation. He drew nearer, then skidded around a corner and out into the training yard to observe the devastation that had transpired.   

Wooden practice dummies had been splintered and broken apart, scattered everywhere. Sparring targets and weapons had been mutilated, somehow embedded into the walls and ground like shrapnel. Burn and scorch marks littered the scene, a part of the monastery wall crumbling. The sky was a deep gray, casting long shadows.

About thirty enemies were scattered around, standing at attention with their backs to Jay and seemingly waiting for something. Or someone. They wore dark, blood red kasas that cast their faces into shadow, obscuring them. White robes accented with blacks and oranges flowed around them, with brass cuffs wrapped around their wrists. Glowing gold fire designs engraved into the cuffs were arranged artistically to resemble flames wrapping around each other. Sleek black, braided hair fell down to their waists, with vivid, fiery ribbons interwoven into them. He guessed they were all female warriors. They stared straight ahead, toward the gate and eerily motionless. The voices he had followed were whispers, drifting and tangling with each other in the air and incomprehensible. It made the hair stand up on the back of his neck, but he shook it off. 

Frantically, he cast his gaze around the yard, until he finally spotted the others. They were all dumped over in the corner, bodies splayed across the ground and faces contorted with pain, yet their eyes were closed and they all lay inert. After studying them for a moment, he noted with relief that they were all breathing.

Rage boiled inside of him, and his face hardened. 

No one. Did. That. To the people he loved. 

He turned back to the warriors spaced around the yard that still had not moved, hardly noticing the electricity starting to spark around his hands.

His emotions felt amplified. Stronger. His fury grew, consuming every other thought in his mind. 

He started vibrating as the neon static spread from his hands to circulate and jerk around his body, intertwining ropes of blinding blues and whites.

Lightning flashed around his feet as he took slow, deliberate steps.

Finally, the enemies turned, and instantly and simultaneously crouched into fighting stances, raising various weapons.

Too bad for them, that did nothing but amplify the surge he finally let loose. 

Sharp, blue-white cords arced toward each opponent, turning the air white and scorching. No sound escaped them as one by one, the strands of lightning hit them, causing their bodies to convulse. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw movement from the direction of the others, but paid no heed.

He ignored the way his body was steaming, and searched deeper as the unfortunate warriors still spasmed, unable to move and leave the current that he was feeding. There was no way he could stop now. He’d opened a door, and a thousand-pound waterfall had come gushing out. 

He searched deeper still, disregarding the horrifying scene as he tapped into the energy stored within himself that he had put there in the first place.

Instinctively, hardly acknowledging what he was doing, he wrapped it into a twisted, contorted ball, then pushed everything out.

When it finally ran out, satiated, the air returned to normal.

Thuds echoed around the now-silent training yard, as each female warrior crumpled and hit the ground, steam spiraling from their clothes and skin.

Everything was bleached white, except for a small circle around the other ninja, where they lay untouched.

Nya was propped up on her arms, head lifted to gaze at Jay. He couldn’t tell what emotion it portrayed. There was admiration, and affection. But fear and horror was also painted across her face, and it pained him to know that he was the reason for it. She started to stand up, but Jay couldn’t think anymore.

Feeling had come back.

Everywhere was in excruciating anguish. His hands and arms were burned, with protruding raised zigzags of scorched skin beginning to turn red. He stumbled, wincing as he was suddenly very aware of his leg again.

“Nya. I-I’m sorryh…” he trailed off as his knees gave out.

“JAY!” she yelled as she dashed over to him, catching him before his head could hit the ground.

The last thing he remembered was being encircled by her arms as muffled shouts rose up around him. Trusting Nya to take care of him, his eyes shut, and he drifted off into oblivion, chasing away the agony.

Don’t worry, he’ll be fine. Just unconscious :)

[swiftfootedachilles]

But maybe I'm just too young to keep good love from going wrong

Lover, You Should've Come Over by Jeff Buckley

[james-spooky]

this is a test

[life-winners-liveblog]

3dl Scar, double life Scott, secret life Jimmy (we need to find you three a group name for when we talk to you all at the same time) : do you think wishing really really strongly for sl!Scar heart to stop glitching will work?

-An General that is probably high (of the joy of a successful redstone project a baby redstoner could feel when they understand new stuff)

******

[realfullnameunavailable]

Hi pookies🎀

so, I'm dying of boredom and decided that it's time to ask you, Mr. stranger, if you have any c.ai bot requests? (this is so cringe)

and since it is summer, I have far too much free time on my hands‼️

Here's my c.ai user: KilZe3o_03kLLmN for anyone who's interested.

I'm currently making COD bots (mostly König, cause idk?), but if you have any other character that you would like, I'll gladly make one for you! Just describe the scenario you want, and it'll be done. 🫰

(I don't have c.ai+ sadly cause I'm poor, so💔)

No one will probably see it, but at least I tried🔥

[girlyteeth]

Hi guys, it's been a while!

This semester has been a bit busy for me, but I'm almost finished. Once that happens, I have some plans I'd like to put into action.

During my 2nd semester, I'll be very free. Which means I'll probably be posting much more than before. But also! I've been cooking up a script for a YouTube video about what jirai-kei really is.

For the sake of both girly and jirai communities, I want to make it clear on what the difference between these terms are. Only so many people use Tumblr, and I still see influencers on Instagram and Tiktok misusing jirai-kei as a term, still labelling it as a fashion style rather than its actual definition. If I were to spread this message on a larger platform, then hopefully more people could learn about this situation.

I've been doing lots of research on this topic, and I plan to even add some other points on East Asian fetishization/glorification, since that has heavily influenced the popularity of the landmine fad in Western countries.

What do you guys think? Let me know!

[qserasera]

i kno that *waves hands vaguely* mirai was the closest one to write fic ft nanase's pov on the whole horrible exorcists relationship debacle but

we really really really Need more of it ; w ;

[silassstingy]

@outrunningthedark smackdown's events must've messed with my brain LOL bc i had a dream last night that rhea went to smackdown first to get away from the judgment day bs and have a clean start on her own again.... and then jey followed her bc he said someone needed to be her protector if her terror twin wasn't with her anymore

and then i woke up

@/hunter hearst helmsley DO YOU SEE MY VISION!!!! 👀 then you get your bloodline storyline and we get to keep jey and rhea on the same show lol

[dollypopup]

a (not)short list of unpopular polin opinions

+Colin saying that he 'found/met himself' on his travels is GOOD, actually, and Penelope should be overjoyed that her friend put that kind of work into himself. she should be happy the letters between them were genuine connection instead of him using her as 'free therapy' as some people like to state

+Colin is not using Penelope as free therapy, ffs

+Colin's line about not courting Penelope couldn't have possibly 'ruined her prospects' because she already had 0 prospects

+Colin caring about Marina even after everything went down is proof he has a good heart and nature and would make an excellent partner. (do i think he should have visited her still? no, i think she deserves her privacy, but Colin didn't do anything wrong in the S1 situation and him coming to check on her, being nice to her husband and her children, and feeling concern about her happiness is HEAPS better than how other men in this series have treated their previous romantic partners)

+Penelope being upset he isn't interested in her is 100000% valid. Cutting him out of her life for it however is toxic as hell (and celebrating her 'ghosting' him is very telling)

+Penelope was SUPER out of line multiple times w/ Colin, in particular when he's clearly heartbroken. Nearly confessing her crush on him in S1 was bad and selfish (his engagement JUST blew up very publicly by her hand) and when he comes back from traveling (aka: trying to heal after said blow up) asking about women he met is very tone deaf. reminding him she herself is a woman is ALSO very tone deaf

+Penelope has been and continues to be a bad friend to him, partly by her own admission when he complimented her on being a loyal person and she said she didn't deserve that (good news: this means she can have a character arc becoming a better one!)

+Calling Colin 'stupid' or an 'idiot' simply because he doesn't realize Penelope has a crush on him or for verbalizing things poorly is ableist and it needs to stop being so normalized in this fandom

[sun-e-chips]

Creating a DCA au OC without the poofy long pants feels so cursed to me.

It just would make absolutely no sense in their context but ackkk it feels so wrong.

[imminent-danger-came]

You know. I've decided that Ballister being there to stop Nimona from committing suicide, and then having the next scene be Nimona sacrificing herself for the Kingdom was a weird choice.

[lesbeid0u]

chat be real with me. yes or no would it be a dick move to quit this job i just started a week ago

[le-agent-egg]

Got a little bored so I made a couple of cheerio redesigns!! One masc and one femme!!

[lokh]

tagged by @steinbit! thanks for tagging ^_^

10 people 10 songs!

afterlife - last dinosaurs

trisinti - sofiane saidi & mazalda

queen of the underground - goat

i dont know me like you do - low hum

devil is fine - zeal and ardor

your love - glass animals

expand your mind - the vintage caravan

coming home - guilty gear

woonded animal - loone

plan the escape (sirens and tremors) - kilamanzego

this one took a while cos i got stuck at like. 5 lmao i really do listen to the same few songs for weeks on end

tagging @absolutelynotsanebaby @antiv3nom @g4yr4t anddd anyone else that wants to do it, tag me so i can find more than 5 songs to listen to!!!

[eyndr-stories]

These were supposed to be just quick silly self indulgent warm up sketches, but then i got possessed by the entity and now two months later here we are, you know how it is fdlgkhjdfd

Couple of OCs hangin' out here! We've got Ben in the top left 'fixing' poor Sun, and Cube sporting some fashionable googly eyes :3

[spacedoutwitch]

Had a hectic couple of weeks, made some vent art about it. It's not sucking as much now, but I do kinda like how this turned out, so...