#IT'S MY FIRST ONE OKAY

[delicateartisantrash]

AYYY LOOKIT THAT A NEW ART MEDIUM ON MY BLOG AGAIN.

My new tag for voice acting clips if you wish to filter them is "#DatVoiceTho"

mad because I got the presets *just* how I wanted, and then I must have changed SOMETHING because I lost the deeper bass-pitch of his voice (I myself have a high-ass voice more akin to squeaky Lazerbeak, so some editing is a must to even pretend to pull this off)

But aayyyYYYYYYY getting somewhere with this.

Lazerbeak is bae. I love her your honor.

(Transcript below the cut)

Statement: Soundwave, is conducting preliminary experiential test of speech software. Admission: Soundwave, is uncertain effectiveness of current vocal calibration settings. Prediction: Soundwave, has more work to do. Request: Lazerbeak, cease extraneous distractions. >excited twittering noises< Statement: Request denied. Consumption of bio-organic fuel ‘chocolate,’ ill advised for Cybertronian consumption. Reasoning: combustion of organic— LAZERBEAK CEASE. >twittering tantrum<

[s0up1ta]

"so grunkle ford how do you know bill?"

"... that's not important."

[inkskinned]

having good & true friends will literally save and protect you in a million unfathomable ways. like okay we have written so many times about lovers. but the way a platonic friend laughs and cries with you. the way they hold your hand at 14 years old and at 34. the way they keep a little silver tie to you, touching base over and over and over. how you can go years without talking, only to re-meet and discover: oh shit! you're still cool!

there are people who have been in my life for more than half of it, and i have loved every version of them. do you know how fucking beautiful that is. yeah love will save the world. but the way friends love you is gonna save the you.

[polarsirens]

This is death itself. This is the biggest and baddest thing in all of fairy tale, and you want to set it free.

[lizardkingeliot]

The vampire bond. There is no human equivalent. It's a bond that can never fully be severed. A bond like that makes you believe there are only two of you on the planet. Freedom and chastity wrapped in one person.

[favoure]

"do the opposite of what people tell you to do"

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

None of our hands are clean

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[mayomkun]

But I still think of you

[wu-does-art]

[sandflakedraws]

re : how each brother reacts learning that they can't go back

you'll have to pry the "all the Brozone Bros knew what happened at the tree" headcanon outta my cold, dead dead dead hands.

[caruliaa]

staff still hasn't given me polls, what should i do?

🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪 their moms 69%

🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪🟪 their dads 31%

grace image os i get to look at her

[kensatou]

you think YOU had a bad day at work?

bonus: sid shrieking "no!!!! NO!!!!!" loud enough to be heard in the stands and on camera

[ruubesz-draws]

Minus One meets Emi

Emi is fine... just shooked

[inkskinned]

the problem is that being single is seen as the consolidation prize, and not the natural neutral state of being-a-person. at the end of the movie or the book or the poetry, there is a person waiting for you at the altar, and they love you. if the play is a comedy, everyone gets married. the metaphor is about how you are not-whole. the metaphor is about how everyone is going to be happily-ever-after. the metaphor is that romantic love is the most important resource on the planet, not just all-love. all-love is not a thing, that is a disappointment. the treasure is not the friends we made along the way. the treasure is the girl you landed.

the metaphor is that you cannot be alone, that means you are broken. are you getting over someone? that is acceptable, you can be getting over someone, but not for long. you must be single because you would rather not be single. you must be single and looking to not-be-single. you must want to date, eventually.

friendship and community are never seen as being equal-to or even-better than romantic connection. that person is your one! you need to find them. you need to hunt through the sand particles until you can shift out some kind of gem. this is regardless to your own experience of the beach and the sun. you need to be somewhere with someone.

if you are taking this time alone to heal, that is so sad. everyone gives you this little pitying look. the understanding is that you are not actually happier than you were before you were single. it is seen as a sort of pity - oh, you are choosing yourself, making yourself the priority? - that isn't quite right. you must mean that you are making yourself ready for the right person. you are just laying the bed better this time. open up your heart. you'll find them, we promise!

what do you mean you're really-truly genuinely-very happy? you are probably misremembering what it was like to be in a relationship. and besides, once you meet your person, that time will look grey and bland and wasted. your person is the only way for you to see in color. so what if you have taken this time - for the first time in your entire life - to actually-for-real do the fucking work. you can be proud of yourself, sure. but the way we need to know that you got better is that you get a partner. you're healed enough for the next bad part!

people don't choose to be single, they just say they're choosing to be single - they actually mean "nobody wants to date me." it doesn't matter how many people you have gently rejected or how many times you've talked it over carefully in therapy. what matters is that you are single, and by all accounts - that means you are something worth our pity. your successes and life all seem pale in the sunlight. sure, you have done amazing things and finally found your way in life. what matters is that there wasn't a person in the room with you while you did it.

you want to tell them - that's the whole thing. i didn't know how to be alone in the room. i didn't know how to handle the silence. every moment was so sharp, and i kept choosing the wrong way to close the door. i have spent my entire life in the empty well, living in the ricochet of someone else's cruelty. for once i have built myself a ladder. for once everything i taste is all mine, every bite of sunshine and laughter. i have learned how to sleep out in the open with my memories. recently, they have started to purr.

your father rolls his eyes. listen. this isn't about you. i just want a grandchild in my future.

[westywallowing]

my favorite scene redraw from S5E13: "Migration"

[mobius-m-mobius]

Mobius + being the only one to notice