#and i really like how this came out!!

[tunastime]

whatever number cold reactor is send post (/j /j ummmmmmm how about 99?)

I'M NOT DOING COLD REACTOR GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!! (it was number 3 :3c ) alright, 99! 99...

haha it was totally Lost by Half Alive. Toootally. anyway I started spinning this in my head and I think I have rendog disease or something. I couldn't stop thinking about him. enjoy some treebark rel!! (611 words)

Ren watches the fire flicker but he’s mostly watching it reflect off Martyn’s face. He forgets exactly how long it had been since he’d last seen him—a while. Aside from short periods, fleeting moments, memories. Nothing like this, nothing like the tangible warmth of a person, nothing like the solid form of a desperately loyal man with, very clearly, nothing to lose. He leans back on his hands, pushing his glasses up on top of his head. The half-moons rest at his crown, the small gold chain tickling the fluff of his ears.

He squints at Martyn, who isn’t looking at him.

He looks older—not aged, because it hadn’t been that long since he’d seen the man. Maybe a few years, but it was like time and stress had taken chisels to his features, made them tired and shadowy and strong. He follows the scar down his cheek, the hints of what he could see under the collar of his shirt geometric and pale. It’s still him—Ren knows this, that Martyn hadn’t magically become someone new in the moments they’d been away, that all his careless devotion came spilling out the moment the two of them actually met, but he guarded something in his chest like it would wither away if he didn’t. That’s what Ren felt was so different. Or maybe it wasn’t different at all, and he had just been allowed to see the soft inside of Martyn for a moment longer than others.

He feels a bit like he’s seeing it now, watching the fire in his eyes, and watching Martyn watch the sky.

“Is it working?” Martyn says suddenly. Ren startles, realizing that he’d been chewing on the pad of his thumb. He furrows his eyebrows

“I beg your pardon?”

“You’re staring at me like you’re trying to read my mind,” Martyn says, offering somewhat of a lopsided smile as he lowers his eyes to look at Ren directly. Ren feels his shoulders soften and round. “Is it working?”

He snorts.

“Not quite,” he jokes, grinning, mouth full of sharp canines and dog-like teeth. Martyn’s smile widens just a fraction. 

“Well I bet you’re wonderin’ why nobody wants to work with me,” he replies, folding his arms. His voice is still light and playful, edging on indignant laughter. Ren rolls his eyes, mostly out of habit, and waves one hand.

“Not in the slightest,” he teases back. “You’ve clearly got no skill for mind reading, Martyn.”

“Hm,” Martyn hums, shrugging. “Some would say otherwise. What’re you thinkin’ about then?”

Ren waffles for a moment, not audibly, but he shrugs his shoulders and feels some warmth flood to his face. If he were to describe the relationship he and Martyn had with each other, it might be something like binary suns, or vines, or equally orbiting asteroids, a system of mutually assured destruction, but of two things that were unable to shake the other. Even as faded as it was, Ren could see the stripe of the banner at Martyn’s waist. He decides he wants to be truthful, at least right now.

“I was thinking’ about how long it had been since we’d been on the same team,” he says. “I’ve missed it.”

Martyn hums. His gaze goes far away for a moment as he drags his eyes back to the fire.

“Me too,” he says, much more gentle than Ren thinks he intends. Ren smiles despite himself. He can tell something lingers behind Martyn’s eyes, but he wants to let him breathe through it on his own. For now, he settles with having him at arm's length for now. He can have him in his arms later.

(send me a number from 1-100 and I'll try to write a fic!)

[kipine]

✦ Whispers of Snow ✦

A new adoptable for sale on my Ko-Fi! A winter-y dragon..! There's also a couple of older adopts!

[adaki]

Are your requests open? Can you draw clockwork and Jeff the killer pretty please

Ive been in this fandom for over half of my lifetime and this is the first time I’ve ever drawn clockwork it’s over.

(Side note I’ve never thought of these two interacting and I think Jeff would piss her off so bad lol)

[mewdoodles]

28 - Belief

[atompalace-official]

[forthekeres]

merry XMAS...my gift to all^_^

[doodlefox2]

good girl

[transthatfag]

should've hate fucked ngl.

[bixels]

Now that Ghibli's new movie is coming out soon, I've been thinking about anime films and wanna talk about my favorite animated movie ever, Tokyo Godfathers.

TG is a 2003 tragicomedy by Satoshi Kon, following three unhoused people––an alcoholic, a runaway girl, an a trans woman––who find a baby in a dumpster and set off across Tokyo to reunite her with her parents.

If you like the sound of that, go watch it because the rest of this post is spoilers and I have FEELINGS about this movie.

URGHH, the fact that only two moments of true kindness, generosity, and care given to the three protagonists without any expectation of reciprocity are given by a Latin-American immigrant couple and a drag club full of queens and trans women. The fact that, despite her loud and dramatic personality, Hana is the glue that holds the team together and the heart of the whole movie. The fact that this movie pulls no punches at showing the violence and inhumanity committed by "civilized Japanese society" against the unhoused. The fact that Miyuki craves to be loved by her parents and ends up seeing Hana as her true mother. The fact that Miyuki starts off accidentally using transphobic language against Hana, but slowly begins calling her "Miss Hana" out of respect. The fact that, according to Kon, Hana's role in the story is as a mythological trickster god and "disturb the morality and order of society, but also play a role in revitalizing culture." The fact that Hana so desperately wants to be part of a true family, yet is willing to sacrifice her found family so they can be with their own, and is rewarded for her good deeds in the end by becoming a godmother. The fact that, throughout the movie, wind and light have been used to signify the presence of god's hand/influence (this movie's about nondenominational faith––faith in yourself, faith in others, faith in a higher power. Lots of religious are referenced, such as Buddhism/Hinduism, Christianity, and Shintoism), and in the climax of the film, as Hana jumps off a building to save a baby that isn't hers, a gust of wind and a shower of light save her from death. The fact that god saves a trans woman's life because she proved herself a mother, and that shit makes me CRY.

[razzafrazzle]

enough strong bads... time for strong sads (theres still a strong bad here)

[image description: a page of drawings of a human design of strong sad from homestar runner, where she is depicted as a fat, tan-skinned trans woman with gray and brown hair pulled into a bun and multiple piercings. she is wearing a gray sweatshirt, jeans, and steel-toed combat boots, and next to her is a note stating that she is trans and bisexual and that her pronouns are she/they. next to that is a drawing of her smiling and wearing a sloshy t-shirt, and above that is a comic of strong bad poking her in the stomach and saying "even her gender is my hand-me-downs", to which she stays silently angry at him. end id]

[moncuries]

the talking fish-bone

[spitedemon]

i really don’t think it’s “typical dragon age fandom nonsense” for people to be genuinely upset about the world state choices. combat, level design, art direction, gameplay gimmicks, those have all varied across each dragon age game. the one thing that’s remained constant are nods to our previous choices.

i wasn’t expecting my HoF to come riding in on a griffon, but i can’t find a monument dedicated to warden tabris somewhere around the anderfels? lucanis couldn’t have some lines about the time that one arainai boy was stirring up trouble in antiva city? you’re gonna tell me that making a mage the new divine wouldn’t have some impact on nevarra and antiva? on the anderfels, the supposed most devout militant andrastian nation in thedas? you’re saying nobody in the north is paying attention to who rules orlais or ferelden? come on.

[puppppppppy]

basement guys

[korolation]

There's just one lingering fear, Oh my soul, is it here? Or is it rotting somewhere with my head?

[hellishgayliath]

Some brain and brawns duo?

They deserved more screen time together

[kokoasci]

colored them in !! for funsies