#also i sincerely hope this is okay

[stil-lindigo]

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a short comic about struggling to find yourself.

[morelikesin]

🐶 Y'know, I fall in love with you all over again when we go on dates like this, Max.

🐰 You're getting a pass for that awful pun because you're the prettiest thing this side a' the world, Sam.

🐶 What can I say? I'm as corny as Kansas in August.

🐰 And as normal as blueberry pie.

[yashley]

ashley in c3e25

[accirax]

so... exciting announcement... i was hired to work on Reality Resort as a storyboard artist!

for those of you who haven't heard, Reality Resort is a Total Drama-inspired show on YouTube, produced by Cove and animated by Odd Nation Cartoons. its pilot episode just dropped a few hours ago!

to be clear, i didn't contribute at all to the first episode-- i was only hired about a week ago to contribute on episode 2 and beyond. speaking of, it'll be a lot easier for us to make episode 2 and beyond with more support for the show, so please consider checking out the pilot if the show sounds up your ally. the team is super cool and welcoming, and i've had a ton of fun with what i've worked on so far.

as for this blog, given that i'm now part of the show's staff, i won't be making any sorts of speculative content about Reality Resort or any of the other planned shows in the Reality Gauntlet. this is obviously because i know things the average viewer doesn't, and because i wouldn't want anything i was genuinely blindly speculating on to be interpreted as fact/a hint. however, Disventure Camp content (as well as all of the usual stuff) will continue as normal! (other than that i now have a bit less free time :,) )

anyways, i hope any of you who do decide to check it out will enjoy! as Cove has said in the comments, the first episode isn't perfect, and there are still plenty of quirks to iron out in the future. but, i think that the future of the show is looking bright, and i and the rest of the team appreciate any support you're willing to give. :)

[yourlocaldisneyvillain]

i wish there was a space for actual adults within this fandom. i guess i will have to create it, even if it's just me and other five people and a shoelace. i wonder how this whole thing is gonna develop!

[lovingaeth]

god bless and protect queer elders

[hershelwidget]

there is a phenomenon in the sky discord server that is doing This to the tgc logo

i’ve started doing it to skybot (a beloved yet horrifying bot in the server) as well

i am insane. we’re all insane. this is the funniest art trend ever for us i’m so glad i’m part of it as the crazy fool who started the skybot flavour

i’m sobbing laughing

[slippery-minghus]

nightmare coworker is finally going to get the boot!!!! FINALLY!!!!!!

it's not set in stone yet because my (legit amazing) boss has to hear back from HR, so it probably won't be this week but the one after next but. fuck.

there's an end in sight.

it does mean my full transition to my new role will be delayed. i'm probably going to have to keep my torturous staggered morning shift for a while. but i don't mind picking up the slack at the front desk if it's slack for a good reason. and i know my manager won't abuse it and try to keep me doing both jobs, like my last job did.

there's a lot about this job that i struggle with. there's a lot that makes it worth staying. since i got promoted and started making a healthy wage, the scales tipped more in favor of staying. and with nightmare coworker gone, an even bigger weight will be lifted. this job isn't perfect, no job is, but at least it's tolerable. it's tolerable.

[llycaons]

okay I thought about the similarities between jfm and jc's unrequited crushes who prefer their 'servant's' company to their own and it looped around from being tragic to being really funny again. jc pined after wq so clumsily and unsuccessfully with the stupid fucking comb she didn't care about because SHE AND HER FAMILY WERE POLITICAL TARGETS AT THE TIME and HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW HER AT ALL and she 100% always preferred the company of wwx, who was genuinely fun to be around, as intelligent and selfless as she was, understood and respected the delicate political position she was in, treated her like an individual, knew what was important to her, helped her family, and sacrificed everything for her safety. wq literally would rather have lived a doomed life in a starving refugee camp with wwx and her family than accept a marriage proposal from jc, jc wq shippers how does it feel to be fucking clowns

[lunaetis]

@apocryphis asked :

"you don't really trust me, do you?" sprawled over one of the luscious sofas in her no less luxurious room in the way over the top hotel reverie on penacony, aventurine casts a glance over to his travel companion, an inquisitive, uncharacteristically perplexed gimmer shining behind peculiar eyes. his fingers, that had been idly playing with a poker chip, stop, and the avgin turns his head to take a better look at yinyue as if doing so would allow him to solve whatever mystery he had decided shrouded her. no memories, golden eyes looking at the world like a newborn would, and ears that never miss a single lie or deception. aeons, she is intriguing. perhaps dangerously so. "you would be both daring and foolish if you did. one quality i admire, the other i am concerned about. so... which is it, rover?"

unprompted. || always accepting

─「银月」─  everything about this planet was throwing her off. the ROVER found herself being both intrigued and cautious about its atmosphere and setting to the point that it became difficult to discern between dreams and reality. that was the point of this world, wasn't it ? an escape. planet of festivities, it's called. she could tell from the very moment she set foot upon it that there were much more than to meet the eyes. the waves and sounds of this world was layer upon layer, stacking up so high and in so many frequency she couldn't exactly put her finger on it.

                in place of a large bed one would expect from a HOTEL was a bathtub, one that people here used to enter the land of dreams. how peculiar. as her partially gloved digits traced along the surface of the glowing water itself, her attention was then caught by his voice.

                eyes of gold immediately turned to land upon a now familiar figure sprawled casually upon the sofa. as amber optics took in the sight on him, his distinctive eyes were doing the same. it was only a matter of time before their eyes met, and they did. curiosity, was it ? that glimmer sparked within UNIQUE ORBS he possessed. yinyue stepped away from the tub, taking a few steps in his direction. there was a small pause as she tilted her head to the side, eyes never leaving his and —

                " why wouldn't i ? " the question was uttered in almost the same manner as her calling out his lies when they first met. spoken as though it was fact, like it was the most obvious thing and she was genuinely perplexed as to why he would ask such a question. in a way, if anyone had heard her inquiry, they would be able to give her a WHOLE LIST of reasons why she should not place her trust in the man called aventurine. that there were many more reasons to not trust him than to do so.

                yet, there she was, with her bright golden hues looking at him and asking why not in the most innocent ( or was it naïve ? ) way possible.

                the expression on his face was unlike anything she had ever witnessed from him, and yinyue had seen a wide range of what he was capable of. but this wasn't any of those. he simply stared at her like she had just uttered the most absurd thing one could ever done to his face. a blink, as she could feel his waves beginning to shift. it wasn't a disturbance nor chaotic shift, but it was a shift. was it INTERNAL TURMOIL ? conflict ? that's probably the closest to it.

                from the exchanges she had seen earlier ever since their arrival to the hotel, it was clear that others did not. trust was the last thing one would give him, and probably the last thing he NEEDED from them, too. he knew that.

                just because others do not, was she supposed to not as well ?

                she approached him, standing near the sofa but her eyes never left his unique orbs. yinyue didn't think she had ever seen eyes like his before, and dare she say, she thought they were interesting. when she spoke the next words, her expression did not change, nor was she tearing her gaze away.

                " are you going to betray me ? "

                as soon as the words left her lips, she could sense another shift in his wavelength. nothing major. it was barely noticeable. however, there was a split second halt of his wave, something the usual resonator would've missed but yinyue did not. it was there, half a moment pause to a question he probably had thrown his way countless of times, and one she could imagine his reflex answer would be. yes. if needed.

                she shifted her weight, arms crossing over her chest. that split second PAUSE was all she needed. a genuine smile curved her lips.

                " you hesitated. that's good enough for me. " for someone who could so easily tell another to USE HIM as they see fit, or how manipulations were things he's used to, both on the giving and receiving ends, that single moment of hesitation gave her the reason to trust him. she wondered if he knew he had just answered his own question. either way —

                the rover extended her hand towards him.

                " come on. you promised you'd show me the dreamscape, yes ? "

[choicesthot]

thank you for tagging me @letsplayitcool idt i've ever been tagged before! 🥹

relationship status: aggressively single

favourite colour: all... of them? shoutout to @prettycolors

song stuck in head: "mm, I just wanna continue my PACE-uh!" Dash by NMIXX

favourite food: how to choose a favorite star in the sky?? but i'm pretty sure chips and salsa was the first solid-ish food i had as a baby so i am a salsa sommelier to the core. a salsammelier if you will.

last song heard: OOH by SOPHIE

dream trip: i'm going through a bit of a depressive episode right now so just wanting to go anywhere would feel really nice. maybe chiba, japan? i'd like to ride the suspended monorail.

last thing searched: "all the outfits from the devil wears prada" i needed to find a pic of the one with the long cardigan and the short dress underneath with the giant gold statement necklace and the sheer tights and the boots. you know, the best outfit.

np tags!: @blkmonbebewenee @kibumkim @sunmiyane @jae-bummer (whenever you get back 💖) @beyonceswigs @girl-bateman @lovehugsandcandy @mythris

and anyone else who wants to join in 🌼

[cavaliersecondary]

actually still thinking about it. i hope everyone who responded to that posts being like "actually its fine if ppl in their 20s/30s have relationships with each other" with something like "yeah lol. like [x insane predatory age gap theyve witnessed or experienced] its fine" actually fucking chokes. no its NOT

[ilovebeingaturtle]

dw i will vote for u til i die

AW THATS

THATS SO SWEET PLEASE DON’T DIE THOUGH-

[kiro-sveta]

My KuraMiyu Exchange 2023 gift for @/teahex, featuring hurt/comfort, sickfic, fantasy AU (with Blacksmith Miyuki and Glassblower Kuramochi), minor angst, fluff, two art pieces, roughly 830 words, and happy endings (because I'm physically incapable of not letting them be happy).

And the first time in close to twenty years that I shared any of my writing with anyone, let alone publish it haha. I'm very nervous about it, and about drawing hurt/comfort, but I also enjoyed working on this and am proud of what I was able to do in the end (while fighting an illness too!), and I sincerely hope you like it, tea and anyone/everyone else who might see this. I'll also share the art and story below (with part 2 under a cut) in case anyone would prefer this tumblr post to AO3.

And the exchange's collection can be found here! Please check it out if you like kuramiyu, everyone did an amazing job!!

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glass and steel

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Part 1: fragmented

“Hurry up and get better, Miyuki. Things aren’t the same without you.”

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Part 2: whole

he’s missed this

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(some time after the first image)

Youichi walked past the path leading towards Miyuki’s home. He knew in his heart where he’d find the blacksmith, and it wouldn’t be in those quiet rooms. Enough time had passed while he’d been away on business, and his friend had already been restless well before he’d left. He’d be in the forge now, Youichi was sure of it. He just hoped the stubborn bastard had kept his promise and waited until he’d fully recovered beforehand.

His suspicions were confirmed as he neared the forge, the air getting warmer and filling with the sounds of life and movement; the scrape of metal on stone or metal, gravel crunching underfoot, air being forced out of a bellows. Before entering the forge properly, Youichi took a brief moment to close his eyes and take in a fortifying breath, readying himself for whatever state Miyuki might be in. And instantly felt a weight lift when he finally saw him.

There was a flush on Miyuki’s face and sweat on his brow, but there was no sign of fatigue or weakness. His movements were smooth, his breathing even, his face and body full of life. He hadn’t yet noticed Youichi standing near the entrance, and Youichi took another moment to observe him, marveling and relieved to see him up and about and comfortable in his skin again. Not struggling with aching bones and muscle. Things hadn’t been the same for a good while, and Youichi felt as if he himself could breathe easier now.

Miyuki turned from the bellows and noticed him, and his smile grew, his face becoming more alive. “Hey, I know I’m a sight for sore eyes, but say something, Mochi, don’t just stand there. How long have you been there?”

Youichi shrugged. “Not long. It’s good to see you up and about.”

Miyuki’s grin became wry. “It’s good to be up and about.” He wiped the sweat from his brow and neck. “I swear, if I had to wait much longer…” His thought trailed away though, and a small frown marred his brow as another thought came to him. “Wait, you said you’d be home sooner. What happened?”

He seemed to study Youichi in a new light, looking for any injuries or signs of trouble, concern clear. He knew that Youichi always kept his word if he could help it, and Youichi hadn’t meant to be away long. Hadn’t meant to be away during the last of Miyuki’s recovery. But some things couldn’t be predicted and Youichi waved away his concerns, saying that there were more delays than he’d expected, both on and off the roads. It’d been out of his hands. And it hadn’t helped that he’d had to track down his last customer and give him a piece of his mind when he’d canceled his commission before leaving.

As he finished talking about his trip Youichi took the finished commission out of his pocket and looked at it ruefully. It was a small delicate glass bird, wings in flight, and despite the miniscule imperfection in one wing and what his former customer had said, he was proud of it.

Then Miyuki was stepping closer to get a clearer look, gently reaching out for it. Youichi let him take it, and watched as he carefully studied it. “I hope you gave him hell. It’s beautiful, Mochi.” The blacksmith flashed Youichi a grin, and walked over to one of the forge’s windows to carefully set the bird on the sill, safely away from any tools.

Youichi closed his hand and lowered it to his side as he watched Miyuki and the bird. His chest felt tight. Then Miyuki was back, gripping his shoulder strongly, strong enough that one wouldn’t think he’d ever been injured if they hadn’t known better. He was grinning again.

“Come on, I could use your help with some stuff.”

He started walking over to the work he’d abandoned, already expecting him to follow, and Youichi felt both the need to protest and the need to follow him. “You do know that people usually ask for help instead of just expecting it to happen, right? I could be busy.”

Miyuki grinned at him over his shoulder, said, “But you aren’t.” He picked up a tool and beckoned Youichi with it. “Get over here already. It’s been too long since we worked together, and you’ll like this project. I guarantee it.”

And Youichi can’t say no. He already has his tools with him, never took off his work belt or unpacked his bag (and even if he hadn’t had his tools with him, he’d make do, he has before). And he’s missed this, the fire and metal and glass, creating and reshaping things, Miyuki at his side, whole and alight with life. And Miyuki’s right; he’s not busy, he has the time, and it has been too long.

He’s compelled to follow, and does so without any regrets.

[khaleesiofalicante]

Dani I think u put nazar on india

Wtf happened man il cry now

i was genuinely gonna support aussy but then i thought all yall desis would label me a traitor I SHOULD HAVE STUCK BY MY AUSTRALIANS-

[theday]

okay i’ll try to sleep so last thing i’ll say abt this