#I mean destroyer

[vnearthly]

touchstarved devs holding my Kuras genshin hangout hostage oh please let me see my angel

[fluideli123]

The distance from the man that I am to the man I want to be The time it takes to realize time is the distance I need But I was born impatient And I was born unkind But I refuse to believe I have to be The same person I was born when I die 'Cause change is alright Change is alright...

Cocaine and Abel by Amigo the Devil

My first Starscream piece I've ever successfully made! I've been re-reading my favorite Transformers fic Stop Me by @megadoomingir recently and, alongside making a 4k+ word post about how much I love it, I decided to make my first piece of fanart!

I have an entire playlist of songs that remind me of this fic, so I decided to add the lyrics for the first song that reminded me of Stop me Starscream <3

My long ass post is still in the works, but as I work on that I'm hoping to post more art!! And please if you haven't already, go support megadoomingir! Their art and writing are absolutely phenomenal!

[armitagehuxsleepschedule]

guys i think general hux wrote the wookieepedia article on resurgent class star destroyers

[piromina]

OVERANALYSIS OF THE BURNING SPICE UPDATE TRAILER BECAUSE YOU KNOW I HAVE TO

we open up like this. pretty ominous words ... and you wonder which one is the demon and which is the god. burning spice and golden cheese seem to be very similar, possibly the most parallels that one could draw from the ancients and their respective beasts.

And then we get this shot. Obviously it's showing the soul jam, but there are also some things behind it. One resembles a snake ... APOPHIS ANYONE? this has THE most Egyptian mythology symbolism ever. if golden cheese represents ra, which makes one hundred percent sense considering her kingdom and wealth and radiance and all that, and the fact that she resembles a falcon, then the snake on this wall HAS to represent apophis. it can't not. heck, in some versions of the story apophis was A FORMER SUN GOD. like crk def knows what they're doing.

there's also this tiger character ... nutmeg tiger I'm pretty sure? something like that. they seem to be under the influence of burning spice, as well as all the creatures around them. they seem to be at a higher "position" than all these other guys, though. maybe a willing host?

and there is this. this is really interesting. the fact that Golden Cheese is the one to say this is very intriguing. as far as we knew, the ancients had no knowledge that the beasts even existed until pure vanilla's trip. he wrote the letter to dark cacao, and it was all "you won't believe this - but the place called BEAST-yeast has BEASTS in it!!!" and dark cacao was equally surprised. they didn't know. they thought they were the first ever wielders of the soul jam. but golden cheese ... seems to know a bit more than she lets on to the rest of the group. and a bit more than us. what the heck is the spice swarm?

also, the return (and release) of smoked cheese!! man I missed this guy. he seems to be working with golden cheese in this shot, but then what was his little deal at the end of the first teaser about? it does make sense, though, that he would try to at least be against burning spice - his entire goal is to get the soul jam because he thinks the current wielders aren't worthy - but to me it seems like he might have his own third side in this battle. he'll probably convince both sides he's working with them, knowing this dude. he wants the power of abundance and destruction, a second half he knew nothing about, the ability to make a change in the kingdoms and the lives of everyone in them.

and these two images are probably the most interesting of them all. they seem to be part of some sort of ancient papyrus or prophecy or something like that. golden cheese is yelling about the "great destroyer." could it be possible he was some sort of legend in their kingdom, a prophecy just waiting to unfold? could golden cheese have known about this threat since the beginning? could the beasts' corruption have been inevitable from the start, written in the stars ... and could the witches have known about it?

[deliajackson]

Hey, Delia!

May I ask. What do you like about Perpollo? Idk if you answered this, but if you did, would you mind linking it so I can read it. Anyways, I'm asking Perpollo stans about their opinion and love for the ship to get a better understanding, probably get some good ideas, and just stan Perpollo together.

Thank you for your time, and have a beautiful day!

Hey!

That is a very good question. I stumbled across Perpollo by "accident". I saw a fic on ao3 with this pairing, got curious and I read it. Turned out I started devouring every perpollo content I could find since then.

There are many things I like about Perpollo, tbh. I will try to speak about them in topics and then explain my reasoning. (This kinda reminds me of making a PowerPoint. XD)

Highlights the Greek Pantheon

PJO is a novel centered in Greek Mythology, but funny enough, it is not often Rick actually explores this world out of the surface level or with charicatures of the Gods playing its part. Today more often than not, I see Fanfic writers actually exploring more of real greek mythology, and introducing it in the fics and highlighting what is to be a god. To be divine. They explore more this relationship, and most part of the times, they do an awesome job. Especially in the time travels ones.

They adapt so well the historical part, and a lot of the complexities within the Olympian family. The Gods have more nuance. Sometimes it shows more of the "dark side" of the Gods, sometimes they just makes them more "divine". What Rick does not do. My only problem with it is the Zeus slander on purpose when he is not better nor worse than any other God within the myths. If Poseidon and Apollo deserves to be seen with nuance, why not Zeus? The King? That is personal, of course, especially for worshipping Him. But hey. Food for tought.

Sea Family

It is basically impossible to read a long perpollo fic without Poseidon and Percy's relationship being a part of it. We seriously lack any kind of relationship between Percy and Poseidon after PJO (Even if it is canonic Percy goes to Atlantis and the Queen bakes makes him cookies when he is there. Thank you, Rick). And honestly, I love it all the time. No matter if it is more centered in conflict, or in fluff. Poseidon being protective and in conflic is always a masterpiece.

We need more interactions between those two in matters of heart. And Perpollo gives me many ideas to how make it happen.

Oh. And how could I forget. Perpollo is an excelent way to introduce more of the Sea Family, such as Rhodes, Benthesykme, Kymopoleia, Triton, and there it goes. Especially if Percy ends up as a God within the narrative.

+ Funny enough, Helios once married Poseidon's daughter Rhode. But then - for a very long short history - he married another another ocean nymph called Perse. What quites makes me laugh about the entire irony of a another child of Poseidon falling in love with another sun god. And his son is called Percy. 😅

There is so much potential for drama, and this is just one of them.

Percy's ascencion might gives Percy a closure

Honestly. This one is a controversial take. People who talks with me for a long time knows my opinion on the fact I dont like how his story is going. I feel like it is going nowhere, and has no purpose. Not on how Rick's writing it, not since HoO and much less now on the Marketing Triology.

Nothing has really changed since Luke's death when the Gods promised to change. And where Rick is leading this story? Percy is bitter. Ok. But what is he gonna do about it? Nothing?

It seems for me the message PJO is sending is: "Adjust to an unfair system is better than to fight for make it better. It is nonsensical and leads you nowhere." That is my opinion. You might have your own.

Making him a God would fix it. (No. I dont believe Percy is able to beat Zeus. Everyone who has little knowledge about Greek Mythology knows how out of mind you have to be to say that), but he could be more influent and with his domains be able to help demigods in quests and keeping them safe. + always being there, would assure the Olympus to not change their ways back to neglect. Something he cant unsure after he dies. (He cannot even do that being alive because he is a mortal, guys. Hera took him for months. And he couldnt do anything).

+ It would make more sense with how powerful he is and has become, instead of only brushing it aside with "He is a child of the Big 3" bs.

Percy & Apollo dynamic

It depends a lot on how the writers is going to develop it. But I find really funny the bickering and their contrasts whenever they are on page. Percy with his sass, and Apollo liking to provoke him, and even his ceticysm in some circunstances. Both being very much two menaces together in different ways.

+ I believe Apollo with his more extroverted nature would well balance Percy introspection. Percy is always someone who has many things on his shoulders. He carried the weight of the sky on it and we can say he never let it go. Always taking responsabities it wasnt his to carry. Always sacrificing himself. Apollo can be the one to take it off from him for a while. And make Percy appreciate life more.

+ Percy making sure Apollo keeps his promises? Showing Apollo what is really a mortal life? Keeping him humble? Ensuring they will never let the other forget about what it is like to be human? Both being domestic with very mundane things? The sun falling in love with the sea? The archer who fell in love with a swordsman? The bard with the knight?

There are many tropes here and I love each one of them. (I have a soft spot for college student Percy with Apollo patiently tutoring him with whenever he has a difficult time task)

Apollo & Sally (+Blofis Family)

We talked about Apollo with Poseidon, but Apollo and Sally is really great in the fics. I find so cute Apollo deeply respecting Sally despite her being only a mortal. I just love it. And it makes complete sense, and a parallel between both Apollo and Percy is that both are momma's boys. (Actually, whenever Leto is introduced in a Perpollo fic Ik it is gonna be good)

+ I find the idea of Apollo blessing Estelle in arts and musics such a soft headcanon. I can just picture him teaching her to play different instruments and giving her different gifts.

With Paul is different. I picture Apollo being a bit indifferent with him at first, untill they start talking and debating about school reforming, teaching methods, etc. That is when they start getting along.

Apollo Cabin

I am not a fan of "Camper Mom Percy". There are fics I like, but in the overall, it is not really my thing. But we cant talk about Perpollo without mentioning Apollo's kids. And the chaos it spreads when the news is out is such a great and enjoyable thing. All the perpollo fics I read which highlights Will and sometimes Kayla, were incredibly funny.

And there is something really sweet about Percy falling in love with Apollo for him trying to be a better father.

Artemis & Apollo

The twins. When Artemis is brought to the narrative, I know for a fact I will like the story. Their dynamic is one of my favorites in greek mythology and I love when fanfic writers brings this to PJO. Even if it is a little thing? It is great to see Artemis there.

Gives Apollo a Happy Couple Moment

Despite the popular belief, Apollo had lovers that werent turned into plants. But! Always love to see him happy. Let him live a happy life with Percy. Be it mortal while it lasts or immortal.

What I wish to see?

More of Lester and Percy. It has so much potential. Honestly. Like. In any way you can imagine. It is a disaster comedic duo. And we deserve to see it.

[devilsminionworlddomination]

Iwtvtober day 17 - trial

getting ready to fake imprison your boss so he can kill his bf and his step daughter in the most dramatic way possible

[lady-murderess]

My Guardians of the Galaxy...

[afterartist]

Somehow my animation making skills are getting worse

The quality sucks for this one cause CapCut decided I should have to pay to use it so instead I re-enacted the ‘would you steal a car ad’ but the answer is yes and the car is screen recording the animation

As always, here are a few of the frames from the animation

Feel free to use them however u want btw, I keep getting people asking me that, go for it (as long as u don’t claim it as yours I don’t care lol)

Anyway, I’m going back to disappearing for half a year

[harbingersecho]

Marrassurma, God of Death (and Dreams) from The Abyssal

bonus Sol bc the hand kiss scene is cute

[captainrufflebanger]

Random thought

Two women who have an absolute chokehold on sapphics: Agatha Harkness and Larissa Weems. Now there's meeting that would be fun... wait, no, lesbians would probably die-

[dreamsealed]

@dayscorch replied ; IF I CRY OVER HIM ? he's having these deep thoughts & koto just kinda wants to rub her fingers against his eyebrows ALSO ERWIN DON'T CALL HER UNKAKU SHE HATES THAT

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤMhm.. There may have been a miscommunication of the sorts .. Or perhaps he might as well not have been too well versed with the few reports left under her name. " Koto Unkaku. Is that correct? " A personal mistake on his end. He'll make sure to remember to the best of his capabilities.

[madbalalaika]

Why do you have to make Norrington effeminate? You're taking away the very thing that makes him so attractive. He is the epitome of manly excellence. Please stop trying to destroy this.

Hey, I'm just playing my barbies in peace, mate...

[paingoes]

☀️ for lorelaiiiii

The sunlight almost burned on this planet. It was nice, really. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had to put sunscreen on. It had to have been over a year ago. Ever since, she was only ever on solid ground for a few hours at a time, usually only by cover of night.

The heat might have been unpleasant, if not for the breeze that rushed through the valley. It swept through the sides, across the grassland,  rousing the chimes to rhythm. The memories shook themselves free of their linings.

Lorelai leaned both elbows on the merchant table. She was used to falling by now — and seemed to expect it even without reason to. On the other side of the till, the farmer watched her with an unmasked amusement. She smiled back. Her smile had gotten more evil recently. Too much time spent around Paris. Her thoughts were still pure, mostly. As much as they’d ever been.

Marmalade. Raspberry jam. Bright fruits, not native to the empire. Grown in special conditions. She’d been starved.

“Is it warm all-year, here? How many seasons do you get?” Her fingers traced the aluminum rim of the mason jar.

“Just the one.” The farmer smiled back at her. “You farther from the sun?”

“A different one. Not here.”

“You from the Zeta region?”

“Uh-uh. Absalom.”

There was an odd pain in her chest as she said, something like vertigo.

“Oh, wow. You’re a long way from home.”

Wasn’t she?

She gathered up the containers in her arms. She tipped, though she didn’t have to. Lorelai felt the urge to burn through all the rest of her money, to hit a point where she had nothing, so that there would be nothing left of the old world. Her traveling companion was not too crazy about this idea.

The sun really was burning. She tilted up towards it in an effort to be unafraid. The weight wasn’t heavy in her arms. She traced her way back along the wooden fence. There were horses, far out into the distance. And there was one right in the middle of her path.

It was the way the light catches. Something teeming and raw clawing. It would never be what it was again.

What was it like to lose a home? What was it like to leave it?

Her mom had called her on the phone about two months ago. While Lorelai had spent all she had on her on pink powders, her family had been shoring up all their legal defenses. Victim. The child that’d been stolen away from them. All this to not bring the axe down on their heads. The endless consequences that she’d never get to see.

Lorelai was a selfish person. Selfish didn’t get a right to mourn.

Up the hill, wildflower grew along the slope. The sides of her boots were digging into her ankles. Blood chafed. But the breeze came again and all was well.

He was sitting up on the edge of the picnic table. He’d been waiting. She thought it was cute that he was learning to do that. Though his eyes didn’t look up from the notepad, she knew that he’d seen her. 

She clambered up onto the table beside him. For some reason, all she could fixate on was how the folds of her skirt were tangling in the wrong ways. She readjusted the fabric, readjusted the tinged-pink socks and the zipper of her boots, brushed her hair out from her face.

“…Lore?” Paris asked her, because her shoulders had begun to shake.

The cry escaped her, loosed down onto the mountain. All soft sobs, pressure built up to burst.

“Hey, hey,” He hushed her as one arm wrapped tight around her shoulder. It was a small miracle, the way she slotted into him. He thought he didn’t know how to touch anything without hurting, and he’d believed it so thoroughly that she had almost been convinced of it too. She pressed her head into his collarbone, tighter still as his other hand brushed through her hair. 

There was a kind of nervous humming to drown out her own muted sobs. It took her a while to steady, to quiet. She had to force her own breathing to slow. It was all uphill.

Worry was such a familiar expression on him. Concern was only a few shades away. The way he was looking at her made her want to cry again. 

“Homesick,” she explained softly. “Sorry.”

“You’re okay.”

She would be. She had to. It’d be worse if she didn’t feel anything. It’d be easier, too.

Later, she would pry the clamshell open. The fruit’s rind was shiny and opalescent. When the red sun was setting over the land, the light it cast made everything glow like there was fire trapped within it. She split the surface beneath her nails, exposing the soft pulp within. She could eat it whole. But she halved it, passing the one end to him. He ate when she asked her to now, a welcome change.

The ache didn’t go away. It tasted like nothing from home — and when night fell, all the stars were different. But it had sated her. And she thought of all the stars as her own.

[paradife-loft]

Ilevath vs. the Vendrien Guard: math_lady.jpg compilation

[exaltior-a]

I understand to a certain extent why you'd give Hal the mind aspect, like, yeah. But Hal is Dirk. He is also the prince of heart, always had been. I know it's easy to separate the two because Hal goes by a different name, but it's not like he ever stopped being Dirk, he just has a different name and slightly altered perception of himself to fit his circumstances.

[a-cat-in-toffee]

I think wight paranoid issues would of been the worst at the beginning, constantly thinking the others were gonna possibly stab him in the back besides maybe Kota (so mainly virion and ashe)

actually i have a lot of thoughts abt wight and his paranoia s im using this ask to talk about it

wight is, like you said, very paranoid that he is going to be betrayed. he doesnt trust easy and instantly see the worst in a person. yes, there are thins that are useful about them, but what if they turn that on you? virion is useful because he'll go off and stab someone without a second thought, and he'll follow wight because he's helping him, but what if he gets bored? what if he decides he'd be better off without wight? then that whole "stab first ask questions later" comes back to bite him in the ass.

he needs people to need him. virion wont betray him becaus he has no where else to go. so wight cant let him have anywhere else to go. he has to show virion, however subtly, that him and kota are the safest, most logical option to choose if virion wants to stay alive and free here.

he was the same with ashe and kota at first, needing to guarantee there was no way they could turn on him and leave him stranded and alone. he trusts kota the most because he has seen kotas blind loyalty to him, and has know him so long that he knows kota would never choose to hurt him.

hes also, once he trusts the others enough to not be worried about hem betraying him,paranoid of being caught. of being found. he will relish in the chaos and then dip at the first sightings of a hero. hes meticulous about making sure that there is no way to trace anything to the winters house, or even to william wisp.

he has his image carefully curated. he is meticulous, calculated, always in control, he knows whats going on. any form of betrayal or being caught would mean he wasnt always a step ahead, and he cant have that.