Repostober Day 29 | 29 Years
Detective Conan began its serialization in Shonen Sunday 29 years ago, and it's still going strong!
I think this is the first Cone I ever drew, in December 2012. At the time, I had no idea that several years in the future, this series would become so dear to me—and would introduce me to so many wonderful people!
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ranboo instinctively eating tubbo's placenta (<- sentence i'd never thought i'd type) is both so deeply meaningful and also insanely hilarious to me which i think fits them perfectly. of course ranboo would do that of course he'd eat his lover's organ!! what better way to connect them ESPECIALLY after such immense vulnerability? but also the image of ranboo walkin in the room and just immediately goin to town on that thang is sending me into hysterics
WHY DIDN’T TUMBLR NOTIFY ME OF THIS FUCK YEAH THIS IS SO REAL
I feel like the reason Ranboo ate it was due to
A.) Omnivore leaning heavily into more Carnivorous tendencies
B.) Enderian Instinct (+ tradition?)
C.) STRESS
Like I think the stress and the carnivorism kinda go hand in hand because. Ranboo was SO unbelievably stressed because he couldn’t stand to be in the same room during the C-Section because like. Bad memories from literally DYING that one time. Plus I think like. For Enderians, since any of them can give birth they all have those instincts hard-coded into them yk? And since Enderman babies are usually a LOT fucking bigger than Bug was, the one who just gave birth will usually eat the placenta as a way to regain strength? If that makes sense? (Or the other partner(s) will eat it as like a bonding/connection kinda thing like you described that’s more of a tradition thing but it’s definitely baked into instinct)
So what happened is that Ranboo went in the room post C-Section, smelled blood and checked to make sure his tiny baby and Tubbo were doing okay, Ranboo just like. Suddenly grabbed the placenta and ate it I don’t think they even were thinking about it It was literally ALL instinct
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i was talking to my therapist last week about how i'm kinda excited but also equally apprehensive about starting grad school this fall because yes, i so so desperately needed a gap year otherwise i think i literally would have killed myself and/or had a breakdown big enough to land me in the hospital, and even beyond that i just needed to figure out a more concrete plan of what i'm going to do with my life in general -- while all of that is true, and i'm glad i took the gap year for it, i'm also apprehensive because i genuinely feel like an entirely different person than i was even at this exact point in time last year, nevermind anything earlier than that. it's only been a single year of me being out of school but my life has changed so dramatically, mostly for the better, and my whole personality has flipped on its head, it's just going to be so fucking weird going back to the same school, the same campus, potentially seeing my old friends around. augh
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