#I forgot what I actually wanted to post about

[thecosmiccrow]

ok im boutta yap about something for a bit because i feel theres a lot of misunderstanding surrounding some of the stuff that i do, so i wanna talk about it and explain some reasoning

NOT nsfw but if you want to avoid the topic of casual / nonsexual nudity, thats what im talking about here. LOT of rambling about stuff that does not matter.

So like, of course I know Reddit, Twitter, Pinterest, and TikTok comments are a cesspool. They suck, and I know they do. However, despite that, I feel like people wayyyyy overreact to the kind of stuff I make / post.

The problem is, everyone sees it as sexual or scandalous or whatever. Just when I draw the robots without clothes. They have no genitals, technically nothing to hide, but people screech and shriek whenever I draw em like this.

For example:

(#4 is literally a scar reference so anyone getting mad over that is stupid, thankfully people were chill on the bottom two)

Peopl had a hissy fit over the first two pictures, the little comic I made. They got upset over the robots not wearing clothes.

And I’m sitting here like. What kind of puritan-ass sanitized view do these people have of the world.

Because I do this. I sleep without clothes (bc sensory issues) and will sometimes walk around my own home like that. Who the hell cares. It is literally just my body.

I think that because I’m so used to just casually seeing / experiencing it that I don’t find it as big of a deal as other people seem to. That’s why I include it in a decent amount of art, because I literally just see it as a part of life and not too big of a thing. People have bodies. Everyone does.

I have N and Uzi clothesless in the comic because they like sleeping like that, and feeling each other’s warmth and presence without the fabrics in the way. Nyx does it sometimes too, for sensory issues, like me, though a lot less commonly than I do. In that third picture, she’s upset and has shrugged her clothes off because she’s in a bad mental state and the feeling of them on her body is overstimulating for her. That fourth is a reference sheet, so I hope that doesn’t require much explanation.

There’s also the fact that I just like drawing their anatomy. I’ve spent enough time drawing drone bodies to become more accustomed to it than any other kind, and sometimes I get sad having to cover up nice anatomy. So I’ll just do a change of plans sometimes to be able to show off the anatomy that I actually like, which was especially the case for THIS:

this was originally just me drawing them in this reference pose, because I just wanted to draw cute Nuzi art and needed ideas. I liked the anatomy enough to just not draw them with clothes on, even if that was the original intention. Because I LIKE drawing their anatomy and I also like showing off their scars. They’re in a suggestive pose, I get it. From my POV though, it literally just looks like she’s about to lean in and kiss him. Scandalous.

anyways. i probably forgot a few things. stupid rant over, if you have questions i’ll try and answer em or whatever

[meepmorp1232]

Mike Wheeler and Milkvan from an Aroace Perspective

Hi! So this is something I've been thinking about for a while now and I wanted to see if anyone else thought of this. This post will focus on Mike's queercoding and his relationship with El (and a little bit of byler). No, I do not think Mike is aroace (but he could be on the spectrums, it's hard to tell).

I'm aroace, and if you don't know what that means, it is short for aromantic (aro) and asexual (ace). Aros experience little to no romantic attraction. Aces experience little to no sexual attraction. Basically, I don't get crushes or have any desire for intimacy (but it's a little more complicated than that, so I encourage you to do your own research). I understand that asexuality and aromanticism are very diverse spectrums. This is my personal interpretation and you do not have to agree with me (but please be nice, for I am but a humble byler). I'd love to hear your opinions!

Starting with s1, there was always something off for me about milkvan. Sure, Mike and El had moments, but they didn't really seem like anything other than platonic. I felt like there wasn't that much build up to their first kiss and it seemed like they just added that at the last second (and they kinda did). It felt rushed and they were literally just talking about being siblings. Then Mike invited her to the Snow Ball. And he didn't seem to show any romantic interest in El until Lucas brought it up.

In s2, Mike kinda forgot about El until she showed up in the end. I mean, he "called" her for, like, a year (and that was more survivor's guilt than anything), but he never went after her, even when he literally saw her. And as soon as Will was in trouble, he stopped calling. Then she comes back, and they have this whole reunion thing and Mike and El almost kiss. After that, we see Mike pining for Will at the Snow Ball. The milkvan kiss looked really genuine, though, definitely fooled me.

In s3, Mike focused all his energy on his relationship by making out with El constantly and ditching his friends. Then El dumps him and he had no idea what he did wrong. He doesn't seem very sad about it, though. Skipping the entire middle of the season, that last milkvan kiss. What the actual fuck was that?

"Oh shit, I'm gay." Like, there is a literal lightbulb above his head. I cannot make this shit up (this is honestly one of my favorite scenes just because of how fucking gay it is).

In s4, Mike's in a long-distance relationship with El, and he can't say "I love you" for some reason, can't even write it. When he gets to Cali, he's kinda off (and gay panicking about Will looking like a grown-ass man). He and El fight and basically break up. Then they reunite after El explodes a helicopter, and it's all very platonic. Then there's Mike's monologue. I'm not even gonna start with that, El deserves so much better than that bullshit.

Now onto the analysis. I've always related to Mike, and I had no idea why (maybe because of his various mental health issues and general obliviousness towards peoples' emotions). Then I found out that byler exists and was like, "oh! That explains so much!" I started looking at him and milkvan from a new perspective and it all made sense: most of the things Mike has done are things that I would have done before I found out that I was aroace (and if I didn't have anxiety), and that's one of the reasons i relate to him.

In s1, Mike didn't show any romantic interest in El because he didn't have any. When Lucas brought it up, Mike saw this as an opportunity to prove that he's straight, that he's normal. The kiss and Snow Ball invitation seemed rushed because they were rushed. But if I was in Mike's position, I would have pursued El romantically. If I was alone with her, I would have kissed her and invited her to the Snow Ball.

In s2, Mike treated her like a friend, because that's what he saw her as. I would have treated her like a friend because I would have seen her as a friend. He called her because he missed her as a friend (and also survivor's guilt), which is what I would do too. But he never made an effort to find her and assumed she was dead, which is what I would do. Then El comes back and Mike forces himself into a relationship with her by dancing with and kissing her at the Snow Ball, which is, again, what I would do.

In s3, Mike tries and fails to appear straight. He pours all his energy into his relationship. He makes out with El non-stop and ditches his friends for her, 'cause that's what straight people do, right? Then El dumps him, and he's like, "what the fuck? I was just being straight!" He doesn't seem very sad about losing El, just moping and blaming Max for sabotaging his heterosexuality. These are all things that I would do since I have no idea how alloromantic/allosexual (opposite of aromantic/asexual) relationships work. I would probably treat them like friendships, but with kissing. Skipping to the end, that kiss. Mike's internal monologue: "oh shit, I'm gay." I did that (minus the awkward kiss) when I figured out that I was aroace.

In s4, Mike's back to his s2 vibe, but now he know that he's gay. He's in a long-distance relationship, so it's easier to just pretend it doesn't exist. He can't say or write "I love you," because friends don't lie (further proving that he sees El as a friend). I would do these things too. When he gets to Cali, he's kinda off because he knows now that he can't make himself be straight (also gay panic, because the difference between s3 ad s4 Will is crazy). This is how I would act in his situation (minus the gay panic). They fight and basically break up, and reunite fairly platonically. Again, exactly what I would do. I do not want to talk about Mike's bullshit monologue, but I would say those things too.

In conclusion, on the miniscule chance that byler isn't endgame, I am almost 100% sure that Mike is queer and milkvan will break up. This relationship is not good for either of them. Just the facts!

This is the first analysis I've ever done, so tell me your thoughts on my interpretation and please be nice. Thanks for reading!

[melanchol1cs]

NO LONGER MINE TO HOLD.

leon kennedy x reader

word count: 1.1k summary: can a heart still break once it's stopped beating? masterlist | taglist | wips

no major warnings. mentions of death, greif, depression, not too explicit but descriptions of what it feels like to be in a coffin, kind of angsty(?)

a/n: i’m gonna cry i’m actually running out of lace dividers so don’t mind me reusing the old ones i’ve made </3 ANYWAY so sorry i forgot to post this, had alot going on this week but my schedule has pretty much cleared up

the engagement ring still sparkles on your finger, catching faint light that filters through the cracks, like stray beams breaking through the slats of a coffin. it shouldn’t. you shouldn’t see light anymore, not from this angle, not buried in this strange in-between.

it’s strange how death works—how the weight of the ring lingers, heavy and familiar, while everything else has faded. you can’t feel the warmth of leon’s hand, only the echo of it, as though it’s reaching for you through layers of earth, clawing at the emptiness where you used to be.

you thought death would be… cleaner. lights out, cue the credits, fade to black. you thought death meant silence—the cool weight of the dirt pressing you down into nothingness.

no one tells you it’s like this: stuck, suspended, neither above nor below. a ghost with nowhere to haunt. you can feel the world moving above you, every step leon takes a muffled tremor through the fabric of your absence. and you can’t dig your way out.

it’s cruel, honestly. you didn’t sign up to be an audience to your own absence. you didn’t sign up for any of it.

the first few weeks are agony. leon is a wreck. you’d try to comfort him if you could, but there’s no way to bridge the gap now. you’re here, and he’s there, and no matter how much you want to reach out, to brush his hair back from his face the way you used to, you can’t. so you watch.

the apartment becomes a kind of tomb, sealed off and stagnant.

he’s quiet now, quieter than you ever remember him being. no more humming while he brushes his teeth. no more off-key singing in the shower. no more dumb little jokes about how you take up the whole bed when you sleep, even though you knew he was worse.

your toothbrush still sits on the bathroom sink, your sweater still drapes over the chair, your mug is still in the sink, the laundry basket still smells like you, but he hasn’t touched it. not yet. he can’t.

instead, he sits in the dark most days, nursing half-empty beers he never finishes, staring at the wall like he’s waiting for it to speak.

he walks through the place like a man carrying his own casket, shoulders slumped, each step slow and heavy.

and his sobs come at night, muffled but raw, like they’re clawing their way out of him. you try to reach out, but there’s no breaking through.

you’re trapped beneath the weight of everything you left behind—his love, his sorrow, the life you didn’t get to finish.

it’s not that you expected him to bounce back right away—he loved you too much for that—but you didn’t think it would be this bad. it’s like he’s disappeared along with you, his laughter, his joy, his everything swallowed up by the void you left behind.

you thought this would be the worst part.

the grief. the silence. the way his hands shake when he turns the engagement photo face-down because he can’t stand to look at it anymore. you thought this was the hardest thing you’d ever have to endure.

you were wrong.

because time doesn’t stop for grief. it doesn’t stop for love, or for loss, or for you. it marches on, dragging everyone with it, no matter how much they resist. leon is no exception. slowly, almost imperceptibly, things start to change.

it’s the small things at first. the toothbrush disappears. your clothes get packed away, though he leaves your favorite sweater in the back of the closet.

he doesn’t sit by the window as much anymore, staring out at nothing. the framed photos of you slowly disappear from the walls, though the empty space it leaves behind feels louder than any picture ever was.

that one photo stays face-down for months, until one day it’s gone altogether. he starts going outside more, answering calls from friends, taking the time to breathe. it should make you happy. it’s what you always wanted for him.

and then, one day, he laughs.

you feel the shift like a crack in the foundation, a split in the earth above you.

it happens at the coffee shop you used to love, the one with the mismatched chairs and the too-sweet caramel lattes.

he’s sitting there, alone at first, until she shows up. she’s soft-looking, with kind eyes and a nervous smile, and she spills her drink all over his table.

you expect him to be annoyed, maybe even leave. but no. instead, he smiles. actually smiles. it’s small and hesitant and doesn’t quite reach his eyes, but it’s there.

you feel something crack inside you. or maybe outside you. it’s hard to tell.

because here’s the thing: you wanted him to move on, didn’t you? you wanted him to heal, to find something good again, someone who could pull him out of the mess you left behind. but wanting that and watching it happen are two entirely different things.

she makes him happy. and that’s the worst part.

she’s kind to him, and he’s kind to her, and soon, they’re sharing the kind of warmth you once thought belonged only to you. it burns in a way the cold silence of death never did.

he smiles more now, even laughs sometimes, and there’s a lightness to him that hasn’t been there since… well, since you.

and you can’t leave. you’re bound here, like roots tangled too deep in the soil to ever be pulled free. you tell yourself it’s love, that you’re staying for him, to make sure he’s okay. but you know the truth. you’re here because you can’t let go. because even though his heart is piecing itself back together in someone else’s hands, it still feels like it should be yours.

they say you die twice: once when your heart stops beating, and again when someone says your name for the last time. but there's a third death, you think, when you watch the love of your life fall in love with someone else. it’s like death all over again, this time slower, piece by piece.

so yes, a heart can still break once it's stopped beating. yours does, every time he smiles at her the way he used to smile at you.

tags: @clitorphosis @withonly-sweetheart @fanilkychae @crowleyco

[akikos-tribble-army]

Oh, god, I got hit with the new tumblr desktop look and I am not okay with that.

No.

Absolutely no.

What is this.

Tumblr, no.

[biblically-accurate-dca]

substitute

[heartorbit]

the star you've longed for

[benjingler]

Artistic freedom is awesome sauce

[xfreischutz]

swan knight for magical knights zine! blessed by cygnus and themed after lohengrin (but only for the swan knight motif and none of the story)

[sanasanakun]

People try too hard to make Curly an active participant in Jimmy's abuse. Isn't the whole point that he's passive in everything Jimmy does? Abuse occurs because he actively doesn't do anything? Not to call someone out or be mean, but I saw a post saying Anya's ID being in Curly's locker at the beginning shows that he intended to prevent Anya from filing an HR report and I disagree. I get where that interpretation is coming from, but I think it's a little uncharitable. I don't like being too kind to Curly because he's like...a morally mid dude at best lol But if we're going by the HR report interpretation, I would say it's more likely he requested Anya's ID in order to file an HR report on her behalf. After all, the only way to contact Pony (that we see) is in the cockpit, he's the Captain, and Pony Express sucks bad so I wouldn't put it past them to only allow the Captain to use the communication device thing. As we see before, Curly is the only one able to use tools around the ship that you would think other employees could use (ex. Swansea should be able to use the axe if he's the repair guy. Idk why they'd need an ax but that falls under manual labor which Swansea is designated for as the mechanic/fixer dude. But it has to go through Curly). I never got the vibe that Curly moved to actively protect Jimmy. He just lets things happen without say a word; Jimmy walks all over him, and by extension, the whole crew. I get why people would think that because he gives the whole "Hey Jimmy, we can get through this together, bud" spiel right before the crash. This part interests me a lot because there's so many ways to interpret Curly's intentions there. My interpretation is that Curly is on autopilot mode. The responses seem so stilted in comparison to Jimmy's. Like it's the kind of thing Curly's said before again and again and again when Jimmy's gotten in trouble. However, as others previously pointed out, I don't think Curly ever dealt with Jimmy doing something this irredeemable. He doesn't know how to respond, so he just goes for the default "You've gotten through tough situations before. Work through it one step at a time." Like the response is lame af lol I think he was in shock; he was scared (and just so I can say it one more time: he's super lame).

Anyway, this is way longer than I intended and I've said things a billion people have already stated. But uhhh tldr the whole point of Curly's character is he's passive; he never acts. He just watches. Making him an active participant in the abuse by taking actions to cover for Jimmy (like preventing Anya from filing an HR report) defeats the purpose of his character. He's a bystander.

[the-hot-zone]

recommendations for @mail-me-a-snail & honestly everyone who follows me bc y'all know i give out recommendations like candy. i think especially you may like I think love is something that happens to other people and HOW TO BE A DOG (the latter is similar to Your Faithful Servant).

[b0nelessdoodles]

buncha heket doodles cause i love the frog i love her so much beloved big frog

[pineappical]

in light of tedtrent becoming so real, im also jumping on the tedtrent epilogue 😊

there's just no way ted wouldn't keep in touch with the others (and have weekly zoom meetings just like in the christmas special) and I just love the thought of the whole team having reunions once in a while.

and going back to trent's arc in s3, the sunflowers conversation, "And your daughter?" "She's never been happier." I think it could go the same for ted.. we've never really properly saw how henry felt about his dad being in london, it's always other people that told ted his son misses him, who's to say henry would rather see his dad happy because that in turn would make him happy too? he was there to win the whole thing, right? I just know ted’s story isn’t done yet when he still hasn’t learned to let others take care of him in return and who else to pair him with than the man who blew up his career because a man was nice to him (and also because they were so. so cruel for the fakeout tedbecca scenes for that finale) 🥺

I'm no writer so just pretend these are snapshots of a slow burn fic where ted visits london for their team reunion and slowly realizes that trent has a crush on him and they kiss about it 💛

[silverhalla]

Back at it again with another theory: What if Lucanis’ betrayal wasn’t a betrayal at all?

(obviously, spoilers below the cut)

During The Wigmaker Job, we have some dialogue between Illario and Lucanis about their position within both the Crows and the Dellamorte family. Illario wants Caterina to step down so he can take the coveted First Talon spot. Lucanis reassures him that his time is coming, to which Illario makes a snide comment about whether his cousin would ever go against their grandmother’s wishes. When they continue the conversation after the job, Illario states that Lucanis is the potential heir, that he’s her favorite, and that he’s unlikely to say no to her. Lucanis doesn’t argue, only insists that he doesn’t want to be First Talon, and that he hopes she’ll see reason before that. It’s mentioned again in Eight Little Talons - Caterina favors Lucanis. It’s well-known enough among the Crows that Viago and Teia discuss it in front of her (not on purpose, but she doesn’t deny it). He’s her prodigy through and through.

In the opening scene for the Lucanis quest in Veilguard, Caterina is poised, as you’d expect of the First Talon. She’s certain that the body they buried wasn’t her grandson, that it had been altered with blood magic. She doesn’t pose it as a theory, though: she poses it as a fact. It could, of course, merely be her confidence, but there’s another very unusual aspect to the scene – everyone else discusses how Lucanis was clearly betrayed, that someone must have sold him out in order for the Venatori to capture him. Caterina is the only one in that room who never speaks on it. She doesn’t ask for justice, doesn’t mention vengeance, never acknowledges that her grandson was sold out by someone he trusted – perhaps because he wasn’t. 

What if, when Caterina comes to him with a plan, with an impossible request, he’s still her favorite prodigal grandchild, and he still does whatever she asks? She’s had him tortured before as a child, has tortured and starved and beaten him herself before, because it makes him stronger and more resistant to it in the future. He says in The Wigmaker Job that he used to hate her for it, but now he understands. He justifies it. All Crows justify it, because they have to - if they don’t, then the cruelty wasn’t for survival’s sake, and their suffering meant nothing. Perhaps he doesn’t even question it. When Caterina tells him that she has a job for him, he takes it. 

What if the contract has a caveat? Sure, Calivan must die by his hand by the end of it, a little treat for a job well done, but what if his primary mission is reconnaissance, is discovery? The Venatori are using blood magic to torture and corrupt prisoners. It would behoove the Crows to find out what it entails and how to resist it, before it’s turned back on them. It would have to be someone so deeply, unabashedly loyal to her that when she asked them to infiltrate a Venatori prison, expecting torture at best, their own death at worst, they’d take the job anyway, no questions asked - someone Caterina can trust, certainly, but also someone who has never once said no to her.

And Lucanis has always been a loyal grandson. 

[buwheal]

BEACH OUTFIT 💥💥💥💥

He used to surf the web back in 98'.

[teamcavota]

i know lots of people have waxed poetics about the line and I'll make it clear I wont be saying much that hasn't been said before right now but

i just fucking love the line, "you're Cavendish, waddya gonna do?" it isn't just about the central thing behind the line which is that Dakota could not imagine taking any other actions than he has because Cavendish just means that much to him, but also because the line could have been "you're my partner/best friend, so waddya gonna do?" and purely highlighted the relationship aspect. however, with the line in the show there's an aspect of Dakota saying that if the world knew Cavendish like he did they'd all agree too ("he's Cavendish, waddya gonna do.") that Cavendish absolutely being worthy of what Dakota has done for him is as "objective" as the sky being blue.

[marcelineuntitled]

fanart for This Is Not The End by @kings-highway

potentially my favourite fic ever!! <3