#JUST A LIL MUSING

[lunaetis]

─「エデン」─  should the end be nothing but tragedy, be of losses and agony and countless tears to be shed, the end where one would be left screaming until your voice is hoarse and nothing came out —

— i would still let myself fall for you.

because every second that you were in my life is worth all the pain. the touch of your hand upon mine, the sound of your heartbeat echoing softly against my own whirring seed of destruction, the warmth i felt when you uttered my name.

when you call me yours, that's what give this life a meaning.

if i were a weapon, i'd destroy anything standing in the way of your happiness. because i am a weapon, i know i could belong to no one else.

it's worth it because you love me. it's worth it because you let me love you.

when all of this comes to an end ...

... call me yours one more time.

because that's what i am ... i am yours.

right, lingyun ? ( @rvinfall )

[hinamie]

binding vow

[blanchebees]

Vessel and his big hands

Tip jar

[manic-sapphic]

absolutely shreds my heart to little bits of confetti that the last (and i think maybe only time?) in the show until the moment above in save the cat that adora ever punched catra so hard like that, as adora, was during the incident with corrupted catra in the portal. (i mean, they fight at princess prom, but neither of them seem to be trying very hard to actually injure the other at that point)

she looks so completely devastated after having to punch her like that again, and that first swing really seemed like it was pretty much just a reflex. and i have to wonder if maybe she had a bit of a flashback moment to knocking out corrupted catra. something she only did cause she felt forced to. she fought catra as she-ra all the time, but it seems like adora tended not to wanna hurt catra when she was being herself.

her moves get a lot more defensive for the next bit of blows catra throws at her, till once again, she's forced to hurt her. and you just know it's fucking destroying adora to have to do that when this time, catra did absolutely nothing wrong. in fact, she chose to do a very good thing. ahhhh

<3

[beomie-rabbit]

HELP HES JUST SO ADORABLE!!!!!🫠🫠🫠🫠

Credits: Jay B Live on b.stage, gifs made by me -A🐰💜

[gaminegay]

"someone somewhere needs help with something and I'm not there to fix it, this makes me guilty of Bad Person disease" <- stupid thought I really need to stop having

[psychopomp-namine]

tbh. I get it lu guang. I get it. you're so valid and you've done nothing wrong. go fuck up the timeline for our little guy

[scribe-of-hael]

You screamed the stars into seeing us

So, tell me young one Who. Are. You?

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The one, the only, the bastard himself. Skybound Human! Starscream. Complete with a shit eating grin~ gee I sure how he hasn't committed any war crimes-

But this was a challenge for me! I wanted aomthing between 70's and 80's vibe. For his hair I wanted it to be fluffy and a bit long. The kind that can get soaked in blood and dramatically slicks his hair back - (then you wonder GURL EW WHY???)

He has a leather bomber jacket, the insgina on his sleeves but I also wnates to give him medals of sorts in his jacket!

alt colors below!!

Spoilers for later comic issues !!!

Bastard got one eye no legs and is STILL BEING A DEMANDING LIL WHINER (I hate him/aff) I had to put a hole in his head it was needed. He doenst want an eye patch and he will just wear these scars. I also wanted to scar him up to hell and back.

He has slashes on his neck , face, back, everywhere. He is just covered in battle scars.

His dog tags also have certain names on them. (If ya knowwww ya knowwww) They aren't his own and are usually tucked inside his jacket. Away from questioning eyes.

But now we get to Pre trauma bomb Starscream when he was a lil Ultchar

Dawwwwww who knew this face would be a maniac? Probably Megatron let's be real.

I wanted to give him shirt hair, a rounder face bigger eyes filled with wonder and not tainted by death and the horror of war. He's just a baby here.

[duchess-doodles]

*throws your old man on the ground*

[egginfroggin]

It may not be a grappling hook but frying pans have violent potential all on their own, frankly

[superm4ks]

I can show you four. - Max Verstappen, 2024.

[tetzoro]

nothing melts my heart more than when zoro yawns so big his eyes water a little

[werewolfbarista]

my weird bug that is a little bad at fighting but can make you a damn good . Anything

[alifelongpassed]

Just Zevlor things.

[sevikas-biceps]

Sometimes, I wonder about Ren; Marcus' daughter. You ever think she thinks of her father and the funny man with the weird eye? The woman with the metal hand and chopped hair, and the man always looking in two directions?

You remember our old friend Vi, don't you? Vander's daughter? She was about your age! Her father went on a long trip, and Daddy here assured me that she left with him. But it seems she never made it. Isn't that sad? Could you imagine being separated from your father?

Right after those lines; I remember finding it odd that Silco dared to explicitly talk about the matters at hand with Marcus in front of Ren. Yes, you can excuse that she's a child—she likely won't remember it, she likely didn't even think anything of the interaction; yes, you can compare her to the Undercity children, who in comparison would no doubt pick up on the undertones and the implications of Silco's words, and to whom in contrast Ren would fall short against. But you also have to note that that day with this funny man was also one of her last days with her father. Doubtlessly, the poor girl was devastated when Marcus died.

She's going to remember it. She's going to remember those last days.

Can you imagine? They're both gone, now. Just like that Vi friend of theirs. Daddy's gone, and I'm alone like Vi. Where's Daddy? Why isn't he coming back? Where's Mister Silco now? He's Daddy's friend, isn't he?

Ren would be looking for her father, yes, we can reasonably assume this—but no doubt she'd also ask around about his 'friend'. Silco, who came to the house unannounced and presumably one of the most interesting people she'd've come across by then. Silco, who showed up for exactly one day and played wooden cards with her, and toppled the little house back down with a giggle. Silco, who she'd recall as a distant face as she grows.

But that name. Silco. She'd learn about him, maybe, if ever she bothered to look into Marcus' old files or decided to go the way of an enforcer. That's far, far off into the future, but it's possible. Ren would want closure. And then she sees it, she sees traces of him: Silco, who was never actually given a mark of identification on official papers—not like Jinx, not like the terrorist who'd come and ruined the relative peace of Piltover.

Imagine if Jayce or Caitlyn recorded him on ink. Slim, slight, rather finely-dressed; with his most notable features being the left half of his face scarred and grey, and a fiery-glowing iris atop a black sclera. Wait. I remember you. You played with me, a long time ago. Daddy was there. You were there. I'd let you into the house. Ren realises just who she'd invited in. The leader of Zaun, or at least one of the businessmen behind it. The pieces come together. Marcus' old notes make sense. Jinx and Silco. Silco and Jinx. Marcus and Silco. Silco, Silco, Silco.

Maybe Ren would understand. She was in direct interaction with one of the Undercity's most notorious figures. At the very least, Silco didn't actually harm her—even if the warning had been clear to Marcus himself.

Maybe Ren would look back on those last days with Marcus and be saddened by it—and not just because those were her last days with Daddy, but because there was also another father in the room. Silco. He wasn't making threats just for the sake of it.

Maybe Ren would also realise what might've been. She'd recall that name. Vi. Vander's daughter.

Maybe she'd hear it in the police department. Vi. Commander Kiramman's former partner. Vi. The girl in Silco's story.

And the thought really hits its mark; she's had it before, but it's only now that she comes to terms with its significance: Oh. She was separated from her father. Vi's just like me. That's the lesson Silco was trying to teach me. To teach Daddy. Would you be so cruel to separate family from one another?

And then the pieces come into place. Marcus was an enforcer—the Sheriff—and it was an open secret in the city that the enforcers as a whole held little to no love for those filthy street rats. They've always been a part of the problem. Why the violence? Why the utter hostility against certain individuals? Why this wall between Piltover and Zaun?

The pieces come into place. It's about family. It's about community. It's about the people you belong to. It's about the people you're willing to protect. Daddy made deals because he had her; Marcus had Ren. His daughter. He was willing to make sins and sacrifices just for her.

Silco threatening Marcus wasn't just a power play. It was also a question of empathy. You deal with yours, I deal with mine. We don't want to end up like Vi and Vander, do we? Imagine being separated from family like they were.

And then, there's that name again. It isn't spoken aloud in the police department. Hush-hush, you see, we don't want to piss off Lady Kiramman. But Ren remembers that name. Vi. And she remembers Silco. She remembers his story about a girl separated from her father. She remembers his little pout to Daddy. Silco wouldn't've asked such a thing if he didn't know the experience of separation—or if he was also facing the threat of it.

And then it's not just business. It's not just politics. And suddenly, Silco himself isn't just a funny man with a weird eye, and his friends aren't just strangers with odd body parts. They're people. Zaunites, and terrible ones at that, but still people.

And maybe Ren would understand.

[doorinthefloor]

My ass every time someone wants me to fuck up/ fuck with their muse with one of my nightmare children.