#Is one week to much time ?

[an-na-ko]

Saw it was make a terrible comic day today (June 24 2025) so meet my cats

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Knowledge Revenge.

[asha-mage]

Broke: Merlin is a royalist because he is a class traitor boot licker

Woke: Merlin is a royalist because he was raised a peasant in the sixth century and he has the perspective and values typical of that time period on top of his personal experiences with Arthur to give him faith in the enlightened despotism favored by Catherine the Great and Frederick of Prussia.

Bespoke: Merlin is a royalist because anyone who had to live through both the English Civil War and Voltaire's exile to Britain would come out the other side thinking democracy is stupid.

Transcendent: Merlin is not a royalist. He is the divine right of kings in human form. The avatar of Albion and its magic. He does not believe in kings because of Arthur. He believes in Arthur so Arthur gets to be king.

[clouvu]

It's always you

[sodapopbuoy]

DAY 3 OF @jonmartinweek !!!! Recordings & Found Footage :] first time trying to actually finish something with these 2 digitally AND IM STILL RUMINATING ON THEIR DESIGNS AGH !!! wanted to jump in as soon as possible because i completely missed the first 2 days !!!!!

[morganbritton132]

Steve and Robin join Eddie’s bowling league and he hates them so much because they don’t take it seriously. Then he hates them even more because they’re turning him into the type of guy that complains about people not taking bowling seriously.

They are the worst players in the league.

They are so bad that one time they scored negative points because the head of the league took two points off their game when the ball slipped out of Robin’s hand mid-swing and hit him in the shin.

Eddie secretly wishes they’d get kicked out but the other guys like playing against them because they’re “good fun.” Also, Steve got his dad to sponsor the league.

What’s most infuriating about this whole thing is Eddie has seen them at the bowling alley before. One time he came in to practice and they were some kid’s birthday party at the other end of lane.

Steve bowled a perfect game! Robin damn near did the same thing!!

He keeps telling people that they’re bad on purpose and no one believes him!

[zaahvi]

"I am Elgar'nan — First of the Firstborn, Last of the Evanuris."

[forgettable-au]

FORGETTABLE-AU (page 82-85)

THAT LAZYBONES!!

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[youreturnhome]

my mini loop plushie is complete!! + siffrin for scale

they’re so pocket-sized and puntable i love them

[hinamie]

sidelong

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Expertise can't help you here.

[inkskinned]

i'm still trying to piece together the truth of it. when you left, you said: feel free to spin this narrative however you want. i have no idea if you were being cruel or if you just genuinely don't remember what you've done to me.

it's hard because i'd done so much of the work for you. i had seen the parts that flaked off, the rust underneath. i started separating you into two people - the one i loved, and the one who hurt me. i had this fantasy version of you - my partner - and then i had this stranger, a third person who would show up randomly to shatter me. i am deliriously glad i'm no longer with "the stranger". i miss the gentle (unreal?) "other" you terribly.

at first, i was so strict about my boundaries. i remember telling you to get the fuck out of my house if you were going to talk to me like that. by the end: i would justify your behavior for you, accepting even your mistreatment as "my fault" in the grand scheme. i look back on the person i was before you - smart, independent, confident - and i feel a strange sense of detachment. i don't even recognize me.

even in one of our last conversations, you said: if you want a partner that always talks warmly to you, find someone else. there was a time that a comment like that would have made me leave. and instead, somehow, i just placidly accepted that kind of thing. you were literally telling me that i wasn't allowed to have a reaction to your cruelty - and i just took it, because you'd so fully turned things around on me.

when people are faced with irrationality, a rational brain tries to make sense of it. this is the trap. they're lovely in the morning, gentle and blue-eyed and sweet. like nothing even happened, they breeze around the house and kiss you on the mouth. but at night; who is that? they snap almost randomly; flying into an impotent rage about just-about-anything. it just doesn't make sense. so the problem must be me, and my brain, and how i think.

the traumatized brain just wants peace. so maybe i'm misremembering. maybe you were just having a bad day. maybe it's actually me.

you eventually would fully turn on me and start implying that i am the bad actor in our relationship. that's what happens, right? that's literally in the playbook. you went to therapy for all of a month, told her a half-truth, co-opted therapyspeak. you figured out how to reframe your actions as "seeking peace." any time i stood my ground, i was "gaslighting." when i asked you to be more gentle, you said i was "tone policing." you said, randomly, i had emotionally manipulated you - i still have no idea what that's even specifically referring to. maybe my consistent requests for calmness and empathy?

and while i literally know better, and i'm sitting here, trained by you, thinking: wait, fuck. was i actually the person you made me out to be?

and the thing that scares me is that i literally do not know if you ever actually saw what you were doing to me. when you'd tell me how you remember arguments, you'd always summarize them in a way where you come off as gentle and easy: "i was trying to set an important boundary." what had actually happened was 15 minutes of you shouting at me i know you did something shady, just admit it already. eventually you'd say my reaction to your shouting (when i finally reacted, which usually happened around hour three) was inevitably "disappointing" and "another way i'm silencing your feelings."

how many times did i ask you - beg you - to just take accountability? looking back, i don't think i ever heard you say: you're right. the way i talked to you was wrong of me.

i am trying to tie together the two people into a full version of you in my head. yes, you made my coffee and made me laugh and spent hours on the phone with me. and yes - you would scream at me until i had to run away and hide behind something.

i wish i did have a narrative i could pull out and shape to my whim. i wish i did have some semblance of reality. instead i just stand here, strange and vibrating, wondering: what the fuck just happened?

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[nonranghaes]

"rough one today?" chris pulls you into his arms all too easily when he finds you crying on the couch, face buried in your hands as you try to push through this. all it takes is a single nod from you for him to lean in, pressing kisses onto the top of your head. "it's okay. i'm here now."

you manage to pull yourself together for a few seconds. long enough for you to turn, curling up closer to him as you hide your face in his shoulder. it's nothing serious, not really: everything's just getting stressful all over again, and all of it is coming out in tears rather than anything else. you just hold onto chris a little tighter, and he rubs circles onto your back as he holds you for a little.

"i've got you," he says again. "just let it out." chris presses another few kisses against the side of your face, and then tucks your head underneath his chin. "i've got you."

[cypressure]

two theropods and a wolf for flocking i'm feeling blessed

Juravenator, Monolophosaurus, Aenocyon dirus, Zuniceratops

[shripscapi]

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