#Jagged Pieces

[drblueneck]

A wild Kujin has been spotted!

Hey folks! Because I wasn't able to gift you with a new chapter of Jagged Pieces last year, here is a little something for y'all: I present to you our favourite mofo, Kujin!

I recently bought a tablet to replace my dead laptop in the hope of completing my WIP. But my dumb ass didn't know that you couldn't write on Word or Libre Office with a Samsung tab 🥲 (I'm supposed to get a new laptop at the end of the month to remedy this little problem, so hang in there, the end is near!!)

Soooo instead of working on rewriting JP's latest chap, I drew Kujin. I'm shit at digital art so I used an existing fanart of Minato (the irony!) to get this result, though I unfortunately can't find the artist's blog to credit them... :/

Here is the original art though: kudos to that artist!!

[iamnotcreativeijustplayitontv]

My own addition: It's also important to recognize that even when these redemption arcs end, they still won't be perfect, because they're not meant to be. No-one can be. It's unattainable, even for celestial beings. There may/will still be things about them that you don't like or may even hate, because they will still be flawed because humanity is flawed, as are all of this God's creations. We can especially see that in the way that Heaven is being run, and that is supposed to be the perfect, divine place for people of good souls.

It's been said repeatedly that Crowley isn't as bad as he claims and Aziraphale isn't always as innocent or good as he appears, and that's simply the human condition. Just like people, they have to make the choice and take action to better themselves and what they can around them.

Aziraphale and Crowley are meant to basically be two parts of the same being, from what I understand, so they are meant to metaphorically fit together, with all of their imperfect, jagged pieces. You don't have to love both/either of them, but you don't have to hate them, either.

i'd just like to remind everyone that while it's completely natural to have a favourite between crowley and aziraphale, neil and terry certainly put equal quantities of love into creating both of them, and intended for them both to be liked by us as the audience. we should recognise their character flaws and their mistakes, but it's not ideal to end up disliking one of them so much that the other appears perfect in comparison, because:

a) of the many intended take-aways from their story, coming to the conclusion that aziraphale is undeserving of crowley or vice versa is not one of them. the two people who thought up and wrote those characters with love and care and delight and laughter and a tinge of heartbreak would hope that this was not your overriding belief

and

b) crowley doesn't like anyone who dislikes aziraphale, and aziraphale certainly isn't fond of anyone who dislikes crowley. so if you want to be in their good books, too, bear that in mind

[fandomlifeofsara]

Mornings on the Sunny

As the night draws to an end and the light of dawn closes in on the Thousand Sunny, the strawhats prepare for yet another day on the open seas.

Sanji is the first one to wake, before the sun rises over the horizon. He makes himself a cup of coffee before getting on with planning the meals of the day, from breakfast to supper and every meal in between. With Luffy on the ship, it’ll be quite many of them. He takes out his little notebook with notes on everyone’s preferences, allergies and needs when it comes to food and diet. He reads through it carefully before planning each dish for each person for the day.

Next to wake is Zoro, who’s also up before the morning light for a workout session before the rest of the crew wakes up. Might be some distractions otherwise. Before heading to the crows nest he walks by the kitchen where the cook is preparing breakfast. “Your shitty pre-workout smoothie is on the table” the cook calls out, his back to the swordsman, concentrated on the delicate tea leaves he’ll use for Nami’s morning tea. “Try not to choke on it”. The swordsman calls back, ”Like I need your stupid drinks to help me”, but he grabs the smoothie anyway and heads out.

When the first rays of sunshine hit the sails of the Sunny, Robin makes her way from the room she shares with Nami over to the kitchen. She didn’t get much sleep this night but it wasn’t unusual. She still felt rested enough to get up and get some studying done before breakfast. In the kitchen, Sanji just finished pouring a cup of coffee. “Good morning, beautiful” he says by way of greeting before handing Robin the cup. “A fresh cup of black of coffee, just the way you like it!” He made it sound simple but she knew the time and care the cook put into making each of his creations. One sip and Robin could taste all the flavor of the freshly ground coffee beans, straight from Jaya Island. Once again she thinks about how lucky she truly is. Robin gives the cook a smile. “You’re too sweet Sanji”, she says and takes the cup with her to the library where she can spend some time with her books.

It’s a while yet before anyone else wakes up. Zoro has finished his workout and is napping in the morning sun up in the crows nest. He did wake up early after, he deserves some rest. Down below, Nami finally appears on deck. She’s still tired, but a walk between the orange trees always helps wake her up in the morning. She makes sure they have enough water and nutrition before heading to the observation deck to check on the weather for the day. It’s always good to be prepared, and she likes giving the weather report over breakfast. On her way, she looks up and sees a pair of feet hanging over the edge of the crows nest. Nami mutters to herself about how she always finds that damn swordsman either sleeping, training or drinking.

Franky may not be the earliest of birds but he rarely stays in bed for long. Once he’s awake, there’s simply too many things to do, too many ideas to realize. Last night he actually fell asleep in his workshop, tinkering with yet another new innovation that would improve the ships defenses. And when he wakes up he goes straight back to work. At least for a few minutes before he realizes that he needs some energy. Franky leaves the workshop and goes to the kitchen, where Sanji is plating up the dinner table for breakfast. The whole room was smelling delicious with different flavors and spices. Franky couldn’t wait too see what the cook had prepared for them this morning. So instead of heading back to the workshop, he grabs a cola from the temporarily unlocked and unchained fridge, and sits down at the table to chat with Sanji while he cries the last of the eggs.

When breakfast is finally ready, Sanji and Franky make rounds on the ship, calling everyone to the kitchen. Jimbei, after having had a long night of steering the Sunny across treacherous waters, had decided to sleep in this morning, but the call of breakfast was enough to wake him from his deep slumber. When he goes out to grab the morning paper, he’s met by Brook, the only other old man in the ship. He’s delighted in the skeletons simple jokes and lightheartedness. Brook himself is overjoyed to have someone onboard who finally appreciates his clever puns. “I can smell the omelettes all the way from here” he says to Jimbei. “Sanji sure is an eggcellent cook!”. They both laugh on their way to the kitchen.

Last ones to wake are the boys; Luffy, Chopper and Usopp are laying on a pile on the floor in their shared room, all of them deep in sleep and snoring loudly. It isn’t until Sanji himself walks into the room, after having called out to them several times, and gives them a gentle smack in the head, that they finally open their eyes to take in the late morning light. These three could sleep for days. The mosshead too, if he didn’t wake up to workout, Sanji thinks to himself. And Luffy, he could sleep through a storm without a care in the world. With much complaining about having to wake so early, the boys finally, slowly, make their way to the kitchen. But as soon as Luffy gets a whiff of the freshly cooked food, he’s once again full of energy. He takes off across the deck, leaving Usopp and Chopper to follow as fast as they can. On his way back, the cook kicks the mast that holds the crows nest, shaking Zoro from his nap. Annoyed, he makes his way down, and is the last one to sit down at the table.

Finally, all the strawhats are gathered over breakfast, loudly chatting to each other, sharing stories, enjoying their personalized food and are having a wonderfully simple morning. Nami shares the weather report and plans on where to sail according to her maps and her log pose compass. Luffy, of course, wants to take the most fun route possible, even though the others know that his definition of “fun” is the equivalent to “dangerous”. Usopp once again tells them all the story of how he single-handedly fought and defeated a giant goldfish with nothing but his slingshot and wits. Franky excitedly shares his new ideas for how to make the Sunny go even faster if he could just adjust the main and foremast. Zoro, with his mouth full, complains about how the shitty food would taste better if he had some sake, to which the cook does not respond well.

After breakfast, everyone sets about with their tasks and doings for the day. While Sanji stays in the kitchen to clean up, Nami and Robin head to the library, where the former will study her maps and the latter will try to decipher yet another ancient text the crew had found on an earlier adventure. Usopp and Franky walk together to where their workshops lie at the stern of the ship, talking excitedly about mechanics and wood properties. Before Jimbei takes his place behind the steering wheel yet again, he takes a quick swim around ship to freshen up and scout the area from under the water. Chopper collects some herbs from the garden he shares with Usopp, and heads down to the sickbay to prepare some medicine and do some research. Robin had recently gifted him a book with rare and peculiar deseases that he had been reading intensely for the last couple of days. Zoro was back on yet another workout session. Can’t lift too little, right? Brook goes back to the boys room to pick up his violin. When he comes back out, he stands on the middle of the deck, between the orange trees, and plays a little tune. It’s a new song today, one he’s been working on for quite a while. It’s calm yet eerie, each note sounding as if the waves had been given a voice to sing with, and they were singing the song of old ancestors, waters that hadn’t been sailed for hundreds of years. The song echoes throughout the whole ship, keeping each of the crew members company while they go on about their day. At the very front of the ship, on top of the lion-shaped figurehead, Luffy has taken up his usual seat. He looks out over the ocean, towards the horizon, as far as his eyes can see. The music fills his ears and his heart, giving him goosebumps all over his arms. His eyes are filled with excitement and his soul with longing. He smiles to himself. Let the next adventure begin.

[sivon-acidwyrm-collections]

A new oc made because of Bad Apple. Necroma.

(updated with extra info!)

Necroma is a certain individual for sure, whether it's her teeth that are shaped like saw blades, the fact that her eyes are replaced by her extended nostrils and that she always has this odd apple.

(In case you need help with her neopronoun "mor": mor/morn/mors/mornself for he/him/his/himself)

What makes him special is that she have a very sensitive sense of smell, allowing morn to recognize the faintest scents despite increasing her sensitivity to stronger smells. That's why he has these facial lids, which forms her facial cross as it protects mors nostrils from any dangerous materials.

Her sense of smell is so advanced that they can somehow distinguish an individual's physical habits from another just by smelling! Far too advanced, though that's just how Necroma lives!

Behavioural Notes:

However, she's not exactly the most conversational or social, because he's rather distant, avoiding to make connections with another as they'll always die before him, thus avoid making personal connections with any individual, whether it's short-lived or long-lived.

And since she experiences the world through smells and sounds, he doesn't really care much about what the others think of him since she can't really perceive them in a way that would actually affect morn, but only when she's close enough to notice their bodily reactions based off of chemicals. Otherwise he does whatever he can for herself, only serving mors own goals.

Combined with her coldness, she can also be oddly abstract while conversing with others, whether it's having unusual morals and being a little difficult to understand since it's not the usual black-and-white or grey-and-gray morals, it's a little more red and yellow. What mor finds right is to give away all her belongings just to avoid any permanent changes and connections, and what he finds wrong is to stay in one place, "occupying space" as she would call it, leaving any permanent marks on anything.

If you want to discuss anything she would agree with, it will be about giving away anything being given to him, never borrow things if it will be never taken back, feast on people to take what you need and to always wander without any reason.

Here's also Necroma and Hazelgeut Rohde Bergmann (they/xey/jabber) in their humanoid forms! I haven't shown Hazelgeut yet since I haven't made their reference sheet!

Extras:

Does this count as body horror? Because it sorta does with the apple tree literally growing on a body so yea

Okay, it's confirmed that Necroma IS a plant-nevadean hybrid, as she's literally born alongside her apple, who's also mors biological sibling. And you can figure out that people she gave the seeds to definitely didn't live for long. If they ate the seeds, that is.

[absentlyabbie]

sometimes you're just innocently scrolling along down your dash and you read a post and you're just nodding along like "yep, good post"

and then a singular sentence leaps out and catches your throat in its teeth and your breath draws like a knife

because for fuck's sake, that goddamn tumblr post's single goddamn sentence just slapped the realization out of you that, before you had reckoned with how you had been abused and gaslit through your childhood, you used to pre-apologize for what was done to you when you described it to others, so they didn't get the wrong idea and understood,

"i was a difficult child" and that means it was, of course, at foundation your fault

you just never could make it easy to like you, you see, you were such a handful, such a problem child, so hard to tolerate without caveat, so hard to love because of the conditions you failed to meet

and you used to believe that, for so long you believed that, that you, unlike better children, were like playing parenting on nightmare mode

if only you hadn't been so stubborn if only you had just obeyed and not questioned if only you never argued or talked back if only you weren't such a liar, always such a liar

you believed it all, and because the ones meant to shelter and guard and hold you repeated these things so many times for so many years and with such vehemence... it had to be true

and it might just be the most cruel thing that was done to you

[devil-in-hiding]

mmmm nevermind

back to sleep

[formulatrash]

Why's Alex Lynn the second most iconic Jaguar driver?

I mean it's not going to be Nelson Piquet Jr is it?

[milcycyrus-archived]

text - hayley williams

miley: miss you rockstar miley: where about's in the world are you right now? miley: your niece and nephew miss you we've been going through a paramore phase in the house and nova lights up so much it's adorable!! :') // @hayleyfame

[funky-dealer]

i don't really like touched all that much but damn id be lying if i said its artstyle for promo art was shit. wanted to do a piece imitating it ft. quasar !!! say hi guys !!!!!!! shes here !!!!!!!!! oh my god !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

alts under cut

[tainted-sweet-meats]

INTERNAL RAGE vent art while listening to [link]

[alfys-pigeon-house]

holy crap i miss him

[unmaskingdisability]

A rock was thrown through the window of our local trans resources office.

My trans and Disability Group was attacked by a dozen troll accounts last week talking about how trans people are into beastiality and child porn.

Troubleshooting, a coworker told me "if these are the worst things that happen this year we'll be getting off lucky"

I know he's right. And the fact that that's true terrifies me.

[natigail]

PEDIA 2024 complete!!

I can hardly believe that another PEDIA (Posting Every Day In August) has come and gone! It's been a more chill time for me this year, with only posting fic every other day and filling the rest of the days with my little spilled thoughts post. Nonetheless, I'm so proud of the fics I've been posting this year.

Another longass chapter to my phan Stardew AU, four new chapters to my skz wolfpack AU, a new svt omegaverse AU introduced, completing my verkwan mafia AU two-shot, two new domestic phanfic one shots, dipping my toes into not one but two new fandoms with canon-aligned one shots. What a haul! Behold:

So many words, all in one little month! I know that fandomwise it's a bit all over the place, but thank you to anyone who's been reading any of these fics, I really appreciate it and it's been a delight to see the many comments that have been pouring in. Links to the fics below and a general link to the spilled thoughts posts:

Broke, Gay and New in Town

Rest in the Belly of the Wolf

I'm like a puzzle but all of my pieces are jagged

돈’t Resist (at least not me)

tumblr spilled thoughts posts

some of the most normal pictures

Nah, you wouldn't have spared me

Go out with a bang as it were

Wavering Hope

[ourbastardofsorrows]

look, there’s no nice way to say this. it’s exhausting being the only person in someone’s support network

[henreyettah]

I NEED TO SPEAK MY TRUTH OK LISTEN UP.

(let me preface this by saying that I myself am an american, so its fine if I say things like this. I dont live in the states).

The WORST thing ever for me is when US-Americans “discover” “new” things. Things that have been around for decades, if not centuries, in other parts of the world. Like that flavored water thing y'all got going rn. First of all, that is not water anymore. Secondly, it isn't juice either because theres no fucking fruit in there. Third, it’s not a substitute for water!! I see y'all chugging it like crazy but theres so much stuff in there!! all those syrups!! what the hell!!

Babygirl. Babes. You are drinking saft. Water with flavoring syrup. is just STRAIGHT UP SAFT. god this is like when they “discovered” reusable dishcloths. or reusing plastic bottles. it drives me INSANE. not to mention when y'all found out about hot glue and started using it for everything (listen it is useful but I’ve seen some of y'all make shelves out if it. ITS NOT GONNA CARRY WEIGHT. ITS GOING TO BEND AND SAG).

It’s fine that y'all are drinking saft. Great even, I’m happy y'all are trying new things! We drink it here too. It’s nice, it tastes good, theres different flavors, you can choose how flavored you want it to be by adding more of the goop. But, and I cannot believe this needs to be said, its not interchangeable with water. YOU NEED TO DRINK ACTUAL WATER 

[strangerdeer]

you kids and your Hjärtrösta

I telefonröstar like in the old days