#as are his sense of patterns

[ejzah]

My older nephew recently got his first state testing results back and he scored really high on the math portion and a bit lower, but still good on the ELA part. Which is basically a flip of my SAT (only standardized tests I took before college) scores.

[starrysharks]

krankenshaved

[novirp13]

SILVER THE HEDGEHOG HUMAN VERSION

I made this fanart solely because I have an idea for a crossover fanfic. I haven't written it (and I don't know if I ever will), but here's a Gijinka Silver anyway~

Someday. After I'm done researching, I will write that Avatar x Sonic crossover fanfic. I swear it!

Idk what color suits Silver's firefighter's outfit best, so I just uploaded all three variations of it. Please lend me your opinion :'D

Why firefighter uniform? Well...it's because him wearing a fur hoodie doesn't make sense to me. Idk about comics, but game Silver's Ruined Future is mostly a world where he's surrounded by fire, right? A fur hoodie will be too warm for him! And it won't protect him from the fire either! Hence, the firefighter uniform~

That did not belong to him, btw. He found it under the rubble. That's why the uniform is all tatter up.

Here's another fanarts of Gijinka Silver: 2 | 3

BONUS:

Silver: Hey. You try living in an apocalypse where water is scarce. Then you can nag me about my hygiene routine!

Don't worry. Silver bathed almost daily wherever he visited the past. And bought a bunch of hair ties as well. He just could never find any usable one in the ruined future; that's why he learned how to tie his hair without one `3`

[muchmossymess]

Can't believe grian (mostly for the sillies) threatened to ban someone AGAIN

[marsbotz]

whats ur fucking deal

[angeart]

elf scar for the assassin au~

alt under cut

[kastalani123]

Consider:

Leo Valdez was not born. Instead, two pairs of hands form him from bronze and steel and gold. His hair is copper wires so thin they bounce like natural curls, and his eyes glimmer with silver flakes. The joints of his body are plated so delicately, so perfectly, the segments are near indiscernible, smoothly gliding over each other. Faint traces of fingerprints and flecks of impurity are deliberately left behind for their uniqueness, a form of impossible signature of his creators.

Most importantly, gilded bars curl around each other in his chest, protecting the red-red-red flame that pushes his eyes open everyday, that beats in tune with his thoughts, that heats his body to expand and grow.

A metal child is not so different from a human one, and yet is so far from it at the same time. He is curious, about the world, about himself, and he picks apart toys and TV remotes and his arms, spilling their secrets before his constantly shifting eyes. He does not cry from fatigue or thirst or hunger, but a bump, a dent, a scratch never fail to draw tears. He splashes in the rain and snow, carefully bundled in waterproof coats and jackets, and runs from baths like he's possessed, fire flickering in fear.

The first time he meets someone like him, an endeavour he had long thought hopeless, it is a malfunctioning dragon others call for the death of; he is too unpredictable, too dangerous, too broken. Leo looks him in ever-shifting eyes glimmering with silver and sees himself if the cage in his chest ever bends, cracks, shatters, if the gears beneath his skin ever jam and stick and wear down irreversibly.

It is not golden flowers and godly aid that preserve him; just as he'd done for his twin-in-all-but-appearance, he creates a new body, with new fingerprints and impurities mapping his design. His hair is more bronze than copper, now, and his eyes more gold than brass. The plates of his joints scrape against each other faintly, and the gears of his bones grind together uncomfortably — he only had so much time, so much material to use, he could not polish every element of himself in the way he wished, but it holds together.

Most importantly, he reinforces the cage in his chest, coats it in layers upon layers of metal, to ensure his flame will not go out in the explosion, that Festus will be able to salvage it and lay it gently in the chest cavity carefully carved in his new body, bringing it to life.

He returns to Camp, movements more clunky and mechanical than should be, and his siblings finally pin down his segmented limbs, his shifting eyes, his clicking fidgeting. They are ecstatic, just as fascinated with him as they had been with Festus, and he lets them. He lets them take him apart, piece by piece, clean out the sand of Ogygia from his organs, polish and oil his gears until they glide against each other, press new fingerprints, new signatures of belonging, against his skin.

Most importantly, they craft him a secure, intricate cage, with golden flames licking up the bars, with delicate chains shielding it from the elements, and his flame settles inside it, flickering happily, finally truly, truly comfortable in the cage of his body.

Leo Valdez may not have been born, but he was crafted with the most loving hands imaginable, and is that not so much better, for a son of the Craftsman?

[robo-milky]

I guess I do have a type(s)…? [Male Edition]

Like I see patterns but it’s not like all of them have something in common- You now all have grounds to flame me for my shit taste ig- You’re lucky I didn’t put Bill Cipher up there- /hj (I swear my fem edition will be my redemption arc)

[loganslowdown4]

Spa Day 🌹🩷🛀

[emloafs]

so when are we gonna talk about how the costuming for the teens in cobra kai is actually heinous

[banjo-bugs]

i knowww we all love drawing kevin in cool cecil esque outfits or robes or whatever but just consider for me

[sammygender]

i hate this stupid ass fandom cause i’ll go ‘dean’s behavior towards sam is often abusive’ and people will get annoyed and talk abt how people are so sensitive and block me like oh my god i’m not saying it as a criticism i’m not even like insulting dean and i’m certainly not saying it in a way that means u shouldn’t like him i adore dean it’s just true………….

[nashvillethotchicken]

Lestat talking about Louis

[lunarharp]

Very important conferences.

[rasticore]

i was looking at the Husk charm i have that uses his pilot design and noticed his inner ear is pink and white striped, similar to a Certain Spider 🤔🤔🤔

[invidiatechdemo]

also will say: i know missing link probably will kick my ass/disprove my thoughts but For Now, i really do think people are missing the point when they wonder how scala ad caelum became so fucked up when ephemer was such a good person, and forgetting that ephemer simply Does Not have the omniscient viewpoint of the events of khux that we the players of the game/watchers of the cutscenes did.

ephemer's final view of how darkness works based on player's final (to ephemer's pov) moments would fuck basically anybody up, and cause a very specific sort of distorted thinking to happen re: darkness and how insidious it is i think. player specifically having like, no signs, no warning, and suddenly to ephemer's view becoming possessed by darkness is /such/ an easy route to why scala's keyblade culture is like that.