#garbage princess

[spookygibberish]

Sorry @ the people who followed me for esoteric worldbuilding. have some more neopets

[tippenfunkaport]

When you see queer show after queer show get cancelled, I'm just forever grateful Crew-Ra at least got to finish SPOP and end the story their own way.

[elyasdoodles]

you should draw mike and will as like a frog and a zombie :)

This is the first thing that came to my mind tbh

[merrysithmas]

also i cant be the only one annoyed there was a world beloved hero played by a man of color - a new star wars hero that rivaled the popularity of luke leia and han... and they pushed him aside for a "princess" (terrorist) white lady with absolutely no respect at all

[sjbattleangel]

Seriously, if I hear one more "She-Ra is incest" take (which is based on faulty, outdated information) one more time...

I am going to scream!

NO IT FREAKING ISN'T!!! Adora and Catra WERE NEVER SISTERS. They are orphans who grew up as best friends in an orphanage-military boarding school with other orphans. They always loved each other but they were raised as CHILD SOLDIERS and were eventually forced to fight each other due a conflict they had no control over as well as Shadow Weaver's toxic favouritism!

CinemaSins, Ain't It Cool News and RedLetterMedia/Mr Plinkett's influence is seeping into animation, especially in discourse around diverse, queer media, and hurting media literacy even more.

[klaissance]

I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY:

lance walks around singing and dancing lowkey constantly and he unironically enjoys “yes, and?” so he’ll like strut around bopping and then just be shouting YES, AND

and everybody else gets to play the “what is the most ridiculous thing we can get lance to yes and” game

so pidge and hunk (and he’s not proud of it but shiro sometimes too) will just like,,, ask yes or no questions at lance across the room and he can’t hear them cause he’s too busy jamming head empty only ariana, and if they time it right it’s really excellent

reigning champ of the game so far is the time hunk sighed and was like “lance,,, do you wish keith would just kiss you on the mouth already” and lance threw his head back and was like “YES! AND! SAY THAT SHIT WITH YOUR CHEST!! AND!!!”

thats it thank you for coming to my ted talk

[seagull-scribbles]

Some sewer mutants trick or treating!

[the-shifting-long]

actually the insides of a girl look like this!

and it's pretty awesome really. i think it's cool that women are creatures who are real and have guts and viscera inside of them and they sweat and bleed and eat and breathe and all sorts of things that real animals and thus real people do.

[mymarifae]

hehe. i always win. 💖

jesus christ though look what it did to his defense (it was at 5k with the light cone i was using before......)

[jigencaps]

[jazzjlan]

I ARTED GUYS I FINALLY GOT TO ART YEAHHHH QUICK MIDNIGHT DOODLES

[wizardysseus]

i have my frustrations with the state of book publishing as relates to tiktok (much of it related to misleading advertising, the need for a preexisting platform in order to publish, and the collapse of boundaries between authors and readers), but speaking as a librarian, it's hard not to see all this "booktok is devaluing literature" stuff as part of the same reactionary wave as book banning. to take books away from people, particularly those you consider "too innocent" for them, is a fundamentally conservative stance.

[pure-garbage]

Spite Of The Ghost Princess! Perona's Revenge And Zoro's Infamous Lost Eye

Chapter Warnings: Angst, Gore, Injury

"PERONA!"

Zoro howled his frustration across the lake outside Mihawk's manor.

"I won't let you off so easy this time, Zoro," she giggled, her apparition emerging from the ground behind him. He turned and swiped at her, only to be met with her haunting, mocking laughter.

"Give it back, Perona!" Zoro seethed. He knew attacking this form wouldn't hurt her, but rage had driven him past reason. "You've gone too far this time!"

"You're the one who went too far!" Perona shot back. "I worked really hard sewing up that stuffed bear and you sliced it to pieces!"

"You left the damned thing in the hall! You know I'm at war with these stupid apes! I thought they were finally bringing the fight to me!" Zoro defended himself vehemently.

"Don't lie to me, Zoro! You just hate everything cute! Your hunger for destruction is out of control and my poor bear paid the price for your bloodthirsty lack of restraint! Well this time, you'll pay too!"

"I'm warning you now, Perona, if you don't give that sash back RIGHT NOW, I will find your real body and cut you into even smaller pieces than I did that stupid stuffed bear!" Zoro threatened viciously.

"Hol-o hol-o hol-o! You'll find me? What a joke!" Perona cackled. "You couldn't find me if I held your hand and led you there... no, that precious sash of yours is mine now and there's nothing you can do about it!"

Zoro spent that entire night fruitlessly searching the manor, egged on by the persistent taunting of Perona's apparition. He took a swing at her every so often, though unsurprisingly, to no avail.

'Lana's going to kill me if I lose her sash,' he thought desolately as the sun rose. He knew only too well the long, intimate history of the talisman. She hadn't left it with him lightly and he had no intention of disrespecting her trust by allowing a fiend like Perona to get away with swiping it.

Once daybreak found the gloomy isle, Zoro was forced to put his search on hold. Hawk-eye's prescribed training regimen was more than brutal and missing days was not an option Zoro would entertain. That would be tantamount to disobeying a direct order from his captain. Zoro would rather fall on one of his own swords.

That day, Zoro's struggle against the leader of the humandrills ended in yet another draw. Both parted ways to nurse their injuries, but once the sun set, Zoro refused to rest. He could feel eyes on him as he scoured the manor in search of the elusive Ghost Princess.

'Hawk-eye.'

The gaze of his mentor was as unmistakable as it was impossible to evade.

'There's no reason he should give a damn what I do with my spare time,' Zoro grumbled internally.

A week went by in this manner before Zoro's staunch refusal to sleep started to affect his duels. One misstep was all it took for Zoro's unbroken streak of draws to shatter. He flew back, bleeding, to crash into the treeline.

"D-damn it," he cursed weakly, one hand flying up to his left eye. His fingers did nothing to stem the flow of blood as it cascaded down his face. He could already tell that the wound was deep.

"Hm. I was wondering how long it would take for this foolishness to catch up to you."

Hawk-eye's voice was as flat and cold as ever. His tone never offered any extra insight into his thoughts or feelings. Zoro considered it entirely possible that Hawk-eye, in fact, had no feelings.

Even so, his mere presence was enough to send the humandrills packing, something Zoro could only be grateful for given the circumstances.

"A week is nothing," Zoro panted wearily. "I've gone more than weeks at a time with no sleep."

"Perhaps, but I can guarantee you'll never best him in anything less than top condition. Give it up and take a nap, Roronoa."

"Can't."

"Because of this."

It was a statement, not a question. Zoro's eye was drawn to Mihawk's wrist by a gleam of gold.

'Lana's sash!'

"You took it from Perona?!" Zoro demanded, struggling to his feet. Blood streamed down his front to soak into the dry needles covering the forest floor.

"I asked her nicely for it and she was kind enough to gift it to me," Mihawk explained.

"It's not hers to give!" Zoro growled. "You know that! Now hand it over!"

"Hm. It's a rather sentimental token. Remind me, Roronoa, why did you bother sending Avariya Lana away in the first place?"

Zoro grit his teeth with frustration. He already knew what point Hawk-eye meant to make.

"Don't turn this into one of your lessons in stoicism!" Zoro scowled. "And anyway, she left of her own will as much as mine, I didn't send her anywhere. Just give the sash back!"

"The two of you parted ways so each of you could focus on your training," Mihawk went on, disregarding Zoro's heated words. "And yet here you are, allowing yourself to be distracted by a mere representation of the woman."

"So give it back and end the distraction!" Zoro snapped.

"Don't blind yourself to the point," Mihawk said, pun entirely unintended. He could tell at a glance that Zoro would lose the eye that had been struck.

"I understand the point and I still want what's mine!"

"Do you understand?"

Mihawk's intense gaze held a challenge that Zoro met with firm resolve while blood seeped from between his fingers, dripping down his arm.

"I understand that the way you see it, Lana's nothing but an added weakness," Zoro all but spat. "Just another distraction to be eliminated. Another obstacle between me and my ambitions."

Mihawk sighed heavily, fingers dancing over the gilded braidwork of the sash. His expression took Zoro aback. It was more emotion than he'd ever seen the man display.

"Only a young man could view the world in such simplistic terms," he said, gaze uncharacteristically distant. "Love is just like anything else in this world, Roronoa Zoro. It is exactly what we make it, no more and no less. Strength, weakness, focus, distraction. These things are all choices we make in the moment. To blame an emotion for a decision is like blaming blood for flowing from a wound."

Zoro considered Mihawk's words while his mentor's scrutiny returned from whatever far off place it had drifted away to, fixing once again to his headstrong pupil.

"Unlike Perona, I have no desire to torment you, Roronoa," he informed the younger man. He undid the sash and offered it to Zoro. He accepted it silently, carefully taking it in his free hand, safe-guarding it against his blood painstakingly. "If you value it so highly, you should consider what it will take to keep it safe from now on."

Zoro shakily secured the sash to his right wrist, tightening it with his teeth. Mihawk melted into the shadows as if he were one of them.

'The bastard's right as always. I shouldn't have let myself get distracted.'

Zoro made his way back to the manor and went through the motions of dressing his wound. He tried to imagine what Lana would say if she were with him, but he couldn't even begin to fathom what she might tell him.

'I wish she were here so I could ask her what she's thinking. Then she could tell me something unexpected, just like she always does,' he thought wistfully.

"One more year to go," he grumbled to himself. "I need to make damn sure this is worth it... this training has to be worth more than the time we've lost. I won't let this separation be for nothing."

He settled into bed despite the fact that the sun was still high in the sky outside. He had sleep to catch up on. Truthfully, a week's worth of sleep was more than he could afford to lose. He'd known that from the start.

'Next time I choose to lose sleep, I'll spend that time training. I'll stay focused on what's important,' he vowed silently.

Zoro clutched Lana's sash to his chest, lost to the waking world for the first time since Perona stole the token of his lover's faith.

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[malfunctioning-mantis]

nessa.... <3

@rubys-forest

[trashcreatyre]

YIPPEE!!!!!!!!!!!

[slagatron4000]

ice king why’d you steal our garbage