#I'm feeling like a proud mom

[this-is-youniverse]

The Atypical Family (2024)

[zivazivc]

Like a completely normal adult person, after watching the new trolls movie, I obsessively started putting together the brothers' backstory, the deeper reasons for their separation as well as how that all took place without disregarding the fact that they were trapped in the troll tree, which of course evolved into a fic in (forever) progress... yeah

Anyway, even though they aren't actively in the story much, i needed to design the parents, so uh meet Rosiepuff's daughter, Tulip, and her husband Branch.

I designed them based on the brothers' adult looks and in Tulip's case also on her mom's.

bonus baby branch:

[konakoro]

Matthew Patel being revealed to be the strongest of the exes once he gets over his lack of confidence, and instead of going full supervillain, he instead uses Gideon's resources to jumpstart his theater dream?! King shit

[tritoch]

the realization that rielle is like probably 17-19 (per her comment about being due for the elezen growth spurt) puts an entirely new spin on that line of quests lmao particularly every time she's like sidurgu dude i am not your surrogate daughter. imagine constantly being treated like an orphaned waif child by a 26 year old man with depression and it's literally just because you're a short teenager and he met your mom one time. remarkable stuff.

[leahblountart]

they're in a band :>

[mikodrawnnarratives]

Imagine after Molly leaves and time has passed for Lorelai to go through the stages of their about that fact, when she really and truly faces the consequences of her and her father's actions there's something about the image of Lorelai just not KNOWING how to do anything that would fix the mess around her.

The chores that Molly knew how to do that she doesn't in comparison. The volume of everything that has piled up in Molly's absence. And I think Lorelai would feel resentment to Molly for a time, for leaving them, she's not gonna realize the full extent of everything immediately. It would only be a matter of time, I THINK, where she'd start thinking "shit Molly had to deal with this much..." It would take a while longer to actually say that out loud ofc

Then when she HAS to get up and DO things, there's something just AGONIZING to imagine for me to imagine 17, nearly an Adult Lorelai, crying from being overwhelmed and having to look up YouTube videos on how to do these chores

The stuff where you look up "Mom how do I..." "Dad how do I..." That's the brutal kicker I'm thinking about

[faaun]

we sang in the aeroplane over the sea tgth ☆

[ladydaybreaker]

Me messing around with a thing for Ad Astra. And I'm just...looking at N. And just...

He's so happy...

I wanna cry...

I'm so happy he's happy despite the absolute hell I put him and Uzi through...

It doesn't feel real. I feel like something's going to snatch it away but...there isn't. They did it. They survived...

They got their happily ever after. And they deserved it.

And now I'm just...a sobbing mess because I'm so happy and proud. My babies finally got their happiness...

[henrybelly]

honestly when i tried to figure out why some fans are so mad at ivypool these days i was looking through avos and. the scene where ivypool apologises to twigpaw for not supporting sending a patrol for skyclan is genuinely very sweet??

i actually saw someone characterize this as "ivypool forcing twigpaw to forgive her". is it crack you smoke. is that what you smoke. you smoke crack?

[aelswiths]

Aelswith & Aethelflaed (aka Aelswith being so proud of her baby girl) in 2x03

[rinadragomir]

North, the main character you are, my beloved, you're so beautiful, keep up good work

[eggsistential-basket]

thinking about the person i could have been if i tried a little harder to find my own way

[koumeowkami]

AND WHAT IF WE ALL KILLED OURSELVES

[dungeonsandblorbos]

for my birthday in . . . [checks watch] . . . less than two weeks, i think i'm gonna actually finally post some of the art i've been obsessing over (and neglecting my tumblr in favor of) for the past few months but y'all have to be nice and hype me up so i don't chicken out okay?

okay thank you

anyway here's a little preview:

[e-adlirez]

Wooo nothing like a vent poem to air out what I felt about AI (it made me have an emotional breakdown due to a complicated set of feelings I dunno how to identify exactly in technical terms; most identifiable feeling is "insulted"), enjoy if you wanna read that lmao

Human

I was told of a device that can create a human from scratch, A living, functioning human, with thoughts and feelings, With intelligence to discern, to conclude, to solve, to create, And I was brought to see the machine and how it can make a man.

It is easy to use— simply adjust the controls on a screen, Finalize the parameters, and press the big button. The machine whirs to life, it hums and clatters as it works, And with the click of a latch, it swings open to reveal what it’s made.

Inside the machine is a human, whose eyes blink at human pace, A human, whose skin stretches and folds like my skin does, A human, whose face expresses like everyone else’s, A human, whose hands spread and clutch like hands are meant to.

A human, who can figure out a screw-top lid within seconds, A human, who can draw opinions on who’s good or bad, A human, who can think and give answers to questions A human, who can learn to write and dress and calculate.

“A remarkable thing,” the people around me said. “He is intelligent but impressionable, and he is so easy to make! “I can’t help but wonder what he could be capable of!” I sat silent as they clamored, asking about machines for personal use.

I stared at the human in silence, my gut twisting like it’d been stabbed, I stared on in silence, as the realization hit me. I’d spent 20 years learning how to live a human life, But they’ve made a machine where a human is made in seconds.

I watched as his muscles flexed, how easily they defined themselves, I watched as his skin flapped, how perfectly it fit his body, I watched as his eyes focused, with not a single shift in glance, And I watched as his mouth moved, how it gave an unreadable smile.

I watched as his fingers clasped around a pen to write, As they made perfect characters perfectly aligned. I watched as his form was perfect in every way, And I couldn’t help but reel back.

This human, this thing has done in five minutes what took me two decades. It has taken away the struggle, taken away the effort. It has taken away the journey and gone straight to the end, And it has taken away everything that made someone human.

As I stared, it began to look less and less human to me, Its skin looked more plastic, its hair felt less genuine, Its eyes felt more soulless, its hands felt more robotic, Before I knew it, I thought it looked nothing like a man.

It was a collection of what meant to be human, How humans decided what was and wasn’t human. The collection was brought here, to this very machine, Where it was twisted and contorted into the amalgamation before me.

Its gait as it approached felt perfectly bouncy, just enough to look natural,

Its eyes stared into mine, but I could see nothing behind them. Its hand reached towards me— it was frigid when I shook it, And it opened its mouth and told me its name.

Everything about the conversation was normal. Everything about the small talk, the discussion was normal. Everything about its tone and inflection was normal, And everything about it standing before me was normal, and I hated it.

Now I am here, at a loss for words to say how I feel. I have written about my experience, but nothing about my turbulent feelings. After all, I am human— and this is part of what a human is, I bet it could tell me exactly what I'm feeling and why, and I hate it.

[haohaobinbin]

ZEROBASEONE 1ST WIN!!!!!!!!!!