#I wanna post

[janitorhutcherson]

who up and wants to help me w billy headcannons

[never-enough-novels]

I wrote something for grayson but it seems so fuckijg cringe and pathetic it makes me wanna die 😃😃

[saytrrose]

As much as I want to stay on hiatus until I get my doctors results back I have recently come to a realization that I cannot function without my tumblr account and I’m addicted to it I think I have a problem

[notwhelmedyet]

i shalt not post fic on ao3 before at least outlining the ending

i shalt not post fic on ao3 before at least outlining the ending

i shalt not post fic on ao3 before at least outlining the ending

[kiwibirdlafayette]

i want to post the mianite genloss art but i still need to design tucker karl and ianite help

[subjectsix]

vaclav & jensen fic preview

(i'm sure I've shared this snippet before, but they're on the brain and i want to try and finish it soon)

“I mean, yeah, I needed the augs, so it gave me back the use— or really gave me use of my arms at all, but… why do we stop there?” Václav blindly presses the button to take them to his workshop, attention still bouncing between Jensen and his augments. “Why do we confine ourselves to just recreating the organic counterpart? There are so many options! Don’t get me wrong, organically we’re really beautifully made, but think like— my hand, for example!” Václav holds his three-fingered hand aloft and wiggles each digit in front of his face. “I don’t need the other fingers. And why do they even need to be fingers? It’s what works for me, you know? Why does it have to be like every other hand?” Jensen watches him from behind his shades. He'd meant to take stock of the elevator-- hatches, vents, possible exits, just in case-- but it's extremely difficult to not pay attention to eccentric man in front of him (who shows no signs of slowing his ramble). “That’s why I love working on whatever augments I can find. Because I’m not corporate. I’m not really bound by anything.” He keeps talking, stepping through the elevator door as soon as it slides open. Jensen follows, blinking in surprise under his shades at the room in front of him, ducking under one of the many loose augmented arms dangling overhead. “I’m not limited by copying organics and I’m not limited by whatever a corporation designs for me to use,” Václav continues. “I made it for me because it’s part of me.” He gestures toward himself with both hands, clenching his fists tightly. “Why don’t we go even more outside the box, let people make and pick something they’ll love? And maybe they don’t want an aug at all! It’s their choice, you know? Why can’t it— well I know why it can’t just be simpler. But what can’t it just be simpler?” He finally stops to take a breath, pausing in the middle of the room, and only just now seems to realize where they’re both standing. “But this is it!” He spreads his arms wide. “The dungeon. Or cave. Doctor’s office, even. Workshop probably fits best though.” Jensen drags his eyes away from the rows of artificial limbs and graffitied walls back to the man in front of him, who’s looking up at him like he wants some sort of seal of approval. Or to hear he has permission to inspect and work on ‘those Sarif augs’. It takes him a few seconds to find the right response. “...I feel like I’ve touched on a passionate topic for you,” Jensen says finally. Václav beams back at him, waving him over to a surgery chair with an array of monitors above it. “Yeah, man! I could talk about this stuff for days. But I won’t, don’t worry. Let me show you around, give you the tour!”

[tired-o-fighter-sideblog]

truly

[bluismie]

This is my love letter to the most beautiful ship I witnessed this year. Cheers to us Jayvik nation 💫

[bustincyder]

[ejsuperstar]

Baldness is for nerds this is a battle to the death. If you have the same character/pfp on both platforms you have to decide which is the superior.

You have to explain your reasoning in the reblogs too

[pepsimaxolotl]

[humming-fly]

I love how Gerald was trying to keep Shadow from spoiling anything about the future meanwhile literally everything Shadow says and does around Maria is the biggest death flag ever

[phanfuckingtasmal]

im sorry but i cannot stop thinking about isha's pastel memories that play during her sacrifice scene.

look at how full of colour this beautiful fuckin shot is:

it's been well established in episodes 4-6 how grim and dark the undercity has become under cait and ambessa's new rule. but look at how isha sees/remembers it - because of jinx.

jinx, who went through a severe childhood trauma that has carried over into her present self - she covers extremely destructive weapons and grenades in bright pinks and blues, neons, childlike doodles, graffiti. (joy and destruction, powder and jinx, a contrast so striking it becomes like a signature for her).

and then we see the world through isha's eyes. when we meet her in episode 2, she's running through sewers, from goons dressed in black; it's grimy and grim. and then all of her recent memories are done in these childlike pastel, almost crayon-y sketches. because what isha saw was jinx covering a dark and grim world in colours.

and so isha covered her world in colour, too.

because jinx made her world bright.

isha looked at jinx and saw the child in her. she saw powder and she saw jinx. she saw joy and destruction. and that's why jinx gave isha so much hope. isha knew the world was grim and dark - but then she watched jinx, and she learned that you can paint over all that grim darkness with neon blue spray paint.

that's why isha believed in hope. that's why in her final moments - in a scene that is lit dimly and dramatically - she sees nothing but a bright world coloured in pastels.

never underestimate the hope of a child.

[sangled]

shipping win! they have different but equally terrible coping mechanisms

[lilmagiceverywhere]

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