#i go pass out. tf now

[kurjakani]

Ok YIPEE my overthinker serger manual (most likely just a prototype) is done. One of my pieces for my composition course. Here's scans, I'm gonna put an explanation under cut.

Assignment was: find two photos which have a composition you like. Take one, break down the components, and create your own piece with those ideas.

My photo was a page from a serger manual, but I technically went with the composition of a manual in general. I like infographics and i like infographics used in art.

I was feeling a little empty headed, but my main thought was: how much is enough information? Because I often struggle with my answer being "never too much". It's technically great- but at points in my life it has lead to scattered understanding of things because I keep focusing on minute aspects of a Thing so the bigger picture dissappears. Its one of the reasons why i love manuals- i love page lists, i love when someone takes a subject and decides what is the most valuable knowledge here for you. It says a lot about the creator of the manual, its purpose, the machines purpose..

I also do like manuals because knowledge is unwieldy and no manual will ever be perfect.

I would rly like one day to make a better version. A bigger one, mostly, wherw the process to unrelated bullshit is slower, but also maybe some thread of info runs through it? There's a lot of storytelling you can do with what information you pick. Also it would be fun to have these threads of info run parallel and end in the same subjects.

Idk, everything is connected etc etc

[housecow]

10k steps for the first time in god knows how long!!!

[megkuna]

i think kakashi should get to bite obito like a slightly rabid dog sometimes. and obito should get to give him a light whack about it in return. all in good loving affectionate fun

[chenziee]

Love at Sunrise (the worst kind)

HAPPY LAWLU DAY!! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

Coming back with Chains of Fate for @truffyfest Summer of Lawlu!! But also we all know that I am insane so of course I didn't stop there. We have:

Summer of Lawlu, June 6: DAWN | CAUGHT IN THE RAIN | “I never meant to fall in love with you, I just did.”

OP Bingo 2023 (yes I know, don't look at me): Picnic

@opfluffzine Wheel of Fluff event: Kisses

No, I didn't read this after myself, yes, I'm even less prepared than usual this year xD I'm too busy lately 😭 Please bear with me for now and I'll see you next week 🤍 EDIT: I've read it over now, sorry about the weird typos arrvaerv

[ READ ON AO3 | CHAINS OF FATE | COMM INFO ]

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There wasn’t much Law wanted in life.

Peace and quiet. Knowledge. His crew’s safety. A dry and comfortable bed. A decent amount of sleep. It wasn’t that much to ask, in his humble opinion.

So then why, why in the world was he sitting out here on a soaking wet picnic blanket at five in the fucking morning, surrounded by laughing and singing and shouting people all around him? It was neither dry, nor comfortable, peaceful, quiet nor was he getting any sleep at all anytime soon, by the looks of it.

Hell, he couldn’t even attest for the safety of his crew; no one was dead, but the recent battle with the Blackbeard pirates had carried its toll. Everyone was injured and most of them shouldn’t be even moving around. Not that that had stopped those idiots from partying after reuniting with their ‘allies’.

Quotation marks because the alliance with the Straw Hats was over. It had been over for two weeks, as Law had reminded his crew countless times. And yet, both crews still stubbornly insisted on calling each other that.

All except Law himself, of course.

“Torao!!” 

Law closed his eyes momentarily, praying for patience as the biggest pain in his life approached him fast—his flip flops slapping in the mud soaked by the sudden downpour that had interrupted the party earlier, a giggle on his lips, and bringing the smell of meat and bonfire smoke and the sun with him.

How did he always manage to smell like the sun, even in the middle of the night, right after a rain, when they haven’t seen the celestial body in hours? Law had no idea.

“Torao~! Why are you just sitting here?” Straw Hat questioned once he skidded to a stop right behind Law, before immediately grabbing onto Law’s shoulders and leaning over to press an awkward, upside-down kiss to Law’s forehead.

Law huffed, raising an eyebrow at Luffy. “Better question, how do you still have the energy to be so loud?”

Law tried to sound annoyed but with the way his lips twitched and one of his hands immediately raised to touch Luffy’s own hand on his shoulder… he wasn’t sure he succeeded.

Either way, Luffy wasn’t phased. “It’s our first time on Elbaf!! Of course I’m excited, look how giant everything is! Even the meat is huge!”

“Of course you’d get excited about the meat,” Law teased.

“Not just the meat!”

“Of course,” Law placated, doing his best to sound as sincere as he could.

“Jerk,” Luffy shot back immediately, giving Law a pout. “I hate you.”

Law couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him at that. “Glad to know my own soulmate hates me.”

“You can be my soulmate and a jerk,” Luffy announced, sticking his tongue out for good measure.

Law shook his head, trying not to show the smile that was pulling on his lips. Not for the first time, he had to wonder how the hell he had ended up with this absolute menace as his soulmate, and why the hell did he actually enjoy it.

It was ridiculous.

This entire… thing they had was ridiculous, just as anything that involved Straw Hat was ridiculous. Like him breaking the chain of a soulmark on Law’s arm with ease on Dressrosa, like invading Whole Cake Island, like beating Kaido, like bringing an entire fucking Buster Call on himself not two days after Law had left him unsupervised.

And yet, Law couldn’t bring himself to hate it—or to regret a single moment they’d spent together since running into each other on Punk Hazard.

That in itself was ridiculous.

But really, who was the ridiculous one here?

Did it even matter?

Without a word, Law grabbed Luffy’s hand still on his shoulder, bringing it to his lips. He pressed a kiss to the knuckles—scarred and rough and rubbery and oh-so warm… 

“Torao? Are you okay?”

No. No, he was not. 

He didn’t realise how scared, how tired, and how stressed he had been since the crew’s run-in with Blackbeard until Luffy was safely back by his side. Just hearing his voice, feeling his warmth, having his presence solid next to him was enough to have Law’s carefully constructed mask of I’m fine fall into pieces.

Law’s soulmark tingled when Luffy twisted his hand so that he could lace their fingers together, squeezing lightly.

That simple gesture was enough to ground Law.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” he sighed finally. “Don’t worry.”

Luffy was silent for a moment but then he nodded and, a second later, his usual grin was back. He didn’t waste any time in joining Law on his gross, wet, cold blanket, pressing himself against Law’s side as he huddled close, with Law’s arm automatically wrapping around his shoulders. Before they settled into each other, Luffy pressed a quick peck to Law’s cheek, to which Law huffed. That just seemed to make Luffy laugh.

Sometimes, Law had to wonder what about his reactions was so damn funny.

For a while, they simply watched as the last few people from their crews who were still awake partied together and with their new and old giant friends. Honestly, Law wasn’t even surprised that the Straw Hats had somehow managed to pick up an befriend not one, not two, but five giants somewhere along the fucking way before Law even knew knew the crew. Although, admittedly, one of those five had Nico Robin in a sobbing mess on the floor the moment she saw him, much to her own crew’s confusion.

Law didn’t want to know what that was about. He had enough of his own childhood trauma to deal with, thank you very much. Robo-ya could deal with that particular issue.

As they sat in comfortable silence together, Law played with Lufffy’s hair absentmindedly; eventually, he went to kiss Luffy’s temple where he was resting his head against his shoulder… but as he turned to do just that, he suddenly realised how light the sky was getting on the eastern side of the island.

“You’ve got to be kidding…” he muttered, glaring at the first, slight tinges of orange.

Luffy only hummed questioningly, and Law could just imagine the cute, confused frown on his face.

“It’s dawn. It’s fucking dawn, Straw Hat-ya.”

“Oh! Nice!”

Law took a deep breath, his eye twitching. “I hate sunrises, Straw Hat-ya. Do you know why?”

“But they’re so pretty…” Luffy whined and Law took a deep breath.

“They’re pretty to you. To me, though, there are only three reasons I’d ever watch one. Insomnia, nightmares, or you keeping me up until ungodly hours in the morning doing stupid shit,” Law hissed, shooting Luffy an unimpressed look.

Straw Hat, however, completely ignored the very unsubtle jab. “I like the last option best.”

Clicking his tongue, Law shook his head. He refused to admit out loud that he felt the same way. Being forced to socialise until morning was much preferable to trying and failing to fall asleep in complete silence and darkness for hours on end.

But still…

“I hate you.”

“Liar.”

Law clicked his tongue at Luffy’s all too amused snicker. Brat.

Finally, Law sighed. “It’s still weird though. This.” He gestured vaguely with the hand he had on Straw Hat’s shoulder. “You know, I never wanted a soulmate. I never wanted this fucking soulmark. And now I’m sitting here, as uncomfortable as can be. Because of you.”

“Hey!” Luffy cried. “I didn’t force you to sit on the soaked blanket when there was a nice bonfire going right here the whole time!”

“And who was the one who insisted on me not leaving when it started raining, holding my injured crew hostage?” Law asked, voice dripping in sarcasm. “Someone had to make sure no one fucking died.”

“Excuses.” Luffy waved his hand dismissively.

Closing his eyes momentarily, Law forced himself to stay calm. “What I’m trying to say”—he paused, mentally preparing himself—”is that it’s weird as hell. I never wanted a soulmate and yet I…”

He trailed off, suddenly out of words. What was he saying? Why was he saying this? Is it too late to back down?

“Yet you…?” Luffy prompted.

Yep. Definitely too late.

Fuck…

“I never meant to fall in love with you, I just… did. And I can’t figure out why.”

The silence that followed only served to drive the mortification Law was feeling in. He almost wished Luffy had laughed in his face instead of taking all this sweet time to process Law’s words.

It felt like hours before Luffy finally responded.

“I fell in love with you too. And it has nothing to do with the soulmate thing. I just love you. Don’t think so hard about stuff, Torao.”

Law cringed; having Luffy be the voice of reason always felt like a slap in the face—which was usually exactly what Law needed in the situations it happened.

“It’s your fault for keeping me up so late. I’m getting delirious.”

At that, Luffy burst out laughing; and, even though he was mostly laughing at him… Law couldn’t help but smile. Luffy’s joy was infectious, today and always. Brighter and more beautiful than any sunrise could ever dream to be.

Oh god, he really was sleep-deprived.

With one final huff, Law leaned in, pressing his lips against Luffy’s in that day’s first, proper kiss. Actually, wasn’t this their first kiss since they parted in Wano? Maybe.

It didn’t matter. What mattered was the way Luffy’s lips stretched into a smile against Law’s mouth, his hands coming up to hold onto Law’s coat as he returned the kiss eagerly. Nothing else mattered at all.

Law may not have gotten any quiet, comfort, dryness, knowledge, or the least amount of sleep tonight—hell, even safety was questionable during this party despite there being no danger to them on Elbaf in theory. But, with Luffy and his crew within reach once more, Law really couldn’t say he was complaining.

Maybe, happiness was enough sometimes.

He would still not say no to a fucking bed though.

[cucco-bites-back]

shit I forgot to tell this blog—

Internet is back! Things are pretty calm now. I can supply a few doodles this weekend, maybe a comic wip or a lore dump 🫶

Love y’all! 🫶

[whathasangramainyudonewrong]

Wrong #800

Angra, buddy you doing okay there?

You’re looking a bit pale

[brainrot-stitch]

How 2 do well in school, which is starting soon, no glue no borax

[blushy-tigerrr]

vent in tags sorry

cw: mention of loss

[fisheito]

@murdertramp25 replied to your post “excuse me blade, sir, drioid,maam, why are u so...”:

i stg Blade sneaks up on you like that tho!! im like 'haha yeah idk blade is okay i guess' and then i see him and im like '!!!! babey! baby boy!!! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!!!'

​i'm stuck in a slow burn with all these goddamm pnjpegs and i don't know when the oh. is gonna hit this is a neverending daymare

[goddessrisen]

DRAGON   AGE   VERSE   :     blazing   a   path   for   herself

     long   before   corporeal   bodies   occupied   the   material   world,   spirits   filled   these   empty   crevices.   yet   even   in   its   infancy,   there   existed   a   spirit   far   more   ancient.   a   primordial   spirit   that   witnessed   the   creation   of   stars   &&   planets   alike   before   settling   upon   the   land   that   would   grow   into   what   would   be   known   as   thedas   a   few   millennia   in   the   future.

     this   spirit,   one   of   wisdom   &&   curiosity,   was   far   more   content   to   watch   &&   observe   from   a   distance.   it   watched   as   fellow   spirits   grew   tired   &&   bored   of   their   inconsequential   lives,   desiring   for   more.   even   still,   the   material   world   held   little   value   for   this   ancient   spirit,   watched   as   other   spirits   enforced   their   will   &&   stole   the   very   essence   that   sustained   their   corporeal   bodies.   this   all-seeing   spirit   eternalized   the   memory   of   the   war   between   titans   &&   evanuris.   watched   as   the   war   nearly   tore   the   world   asunder   before   the   evanuris   came   out   victorious   &&   inhabiting   physical   bodies,   all   thanks   to   the   dread   wolf   solas   &&   his   lyrium   dagger.

     millennia   passed   within   the   blink   of   an   eye   for   this   spirit.   though   it   had   yet   to   inhabit   a   body,   this   primordial   spirit   of   wisdom   traversed   the   world   with   glee,   offering   aid   to   any   who   called   upon   it.   yet   it   was   not   blind   to   the   growing   horror   of   the   evanuris   &&   the   suffering   they   enacted   upon   their   subjects.   the   growing   murmurings   of   a   rebellion   stirred   something   within   wisdom,   for   it   held   a   wealth   of   knowledge   &&   trembled   with   the   desire   to   spread   it.

     though   not   a   well-known   general   of   the   dread   wolf's   rebellion,   wisdom   continuously   stroked   the   desire   for   rebellion   within   enslaved   elves.   it   revealed   means   of   escape,   the   best   way   to   break   the   physical   chains,   &&   how   to   find   the   rebellious   wolf.   it   watched   with   pride   that   soon   turned   to   horror   as   the   evanuris   continued   manipulating   their   blighted   creation   against   the   rebellion.

     yet   the   evanuris's   hubris   &&   the   dread   wolf's   cunning   lead   to   their   downfall.   with   mythal   gone   &&   the   evanuris's   fate   all   but   sealed   with   her   divine   blood,   wisdom   slipped   away.   for   the   first   time   in   its   existence:   silken   flesh,   golden   ichor   &&   a   cosmic   heart   replaced   its   incorporeal   form.   newly   made,   this   being,   this   woman,   left   her   burning   world   behind   as   the   veil   came   crashing   down   behind   her.   though   she   stumbled   at   first,   mourning   the   loss   of   most   of   her   power,   she   continued   with   steady   feet.

     hyeon-seung,   more   well-known   as   maria,   traversed   thedas,   offering   aid   &&   wisdom   when   requested.   such   a   powerful   mage   created   whispers   as   centuries   passed.   some   say   that   this   particular   mage   is   andraste   reincarnated,   or   perhaps   the   new   bride   of   the   maker.   others   call   her   an   abomination   —   no   mage   should   be   that   powerful   and   not   be   bound   to   a   circle.   none   who   questioned   the   elf   ever   lived   to   report   their   findings. 

     &&   so   centuries   pass   with   little   fanfare.   kings   &&   empires   fall,   blights   continue   to   infect   the   world,   &&   yet   hyeon-seung   continues.

  origins:

the   ancient   elf   known   as   hyeon-seung   is   found   in   the   brecilian   forest.   a   friend   to   the   dalish   yet   utterly   sympathetic   to   the   lady   of   the   forest,   hyeon   is   found   on   the   outskirts   of   the   werewolf   lair.   she   will   insist   on   accompanying   the   warden   &&   companions   into   the   lair.   with   hyeon   in   the   party,   any   stray   werewolf   will   simply   ignore   the   party   until   they   reach   the   inner   sanctum   where   the   lady   of   the   forest   &&   the   rest   of   the   werewolves   reside.   she   will   turn   on   the   party   if   the   werewolves   are   persuaded   to   attack   the   dalish   clan.   however,   if   the   party   ends   things   amicably   by   ending   the   curse   or   kills   the   lady   &&   the   werewolves,   hyeon   will   offer   to   join   the   party.   she   is   a   spirit   healer   &&   arcane   warrior.   hyeon   is   romanceable   &&   is   fond   of   sparkly   jewelry,   ancient   tomes   found   around   southern   thedas   on   ancient   elves   &&   her   special   gift   is   an   ancient   pendant   of   a   celestial   phoenix   with   an   engraved   message   written   in   ancient   elvish   found   in   haven.   she   approves   of   anti-slavery   /   anti-bigotry   options,   is   very   pro-mage,   &&   supports   saving   the   circle   &&   breaking   the   possession   over   connor   without   killing   anyone. 

  dragon   age   ii:

this   is   a   continuation   of   her   origins   verse,   but   she   is   either   not   recruited   or   romanced.   if   she   is   not   recruited   in   origins,   she   will   show   up   in   act   one   as   another   task   by   mythal   or   she   will   show   up   once   merrill   returns   to   her   clan   for   the   eluvian.   she   is   recruitable   &&   romanceable,   &&   her   specialization   is   a   mixture   of   arcane   warrior   /   spirit   healer.   she   approves   of   anti-slavery,   pro-mage,   &&   humorous   /   diplomatic   responses.

  inquisition:

after   the   events   of   daii,   hyeon   travels   southern   thedas   for   a   while.   she   kept   in   contact   with   leliana   since   origins   &&   offers   her   assistance   once   the   inquisition   is   formed.   she   is   recruitable   before   the   fall   of   haven   &&   is   romanceable   by   any   inquisitors.   if   she   isn't   romanced,   she   has   a   thing   with   crem   &&   will   not   explain   further.   again,   her   specialization   is   an   arcane   warrior   /   spirit   healer   mixture.   she   approves   of   pro-mage,   humorous   /   diplomatic   responses   &&   can   often   be   seen   butting   heads   with   solas.

  veilguard:

tbc   when   i   am   not   exhausted.

[slutdge]

i hope my last motivational post about turning my life around didnt imply that im gonna stop being a hater. i will be a hater forever, im just gonna be more nuanced and thoughtful about it now. also i developed yet another weird crush on an old man in a shitty band.

[gingerwerk]

Nothing makes me realize how fucking bad my drinking was in 2021 more than when I have a night out now where I essentially drink the same amount I would on a “regular after work drinks” night back then and I wake up the next morning feeling like death and spend the whole day in a fog

[kindahoping4forever]

https://x.com/affirwinn/status/1692375940003668037?s=46&t=qViM82SQBig9p8DATOhUEA

A friend messaged me this link early in the morning so it was literally one of the first things I saw when I opened my eyes today and when I tell you I have never beem more wide awake 👁️👄👁️

[pikkissis]

i was only ever into selfshipping when it came to my gfs ocs since.... like, highschool!! but come to find theres a whole community i just never knew about..... im doing little hops of glee over here...

[coridallasmultipass]

It took me, ugh, MONTHS (2), to get to cleaning the two shrimp tanks I have... I had IRL issues going on that would have made it extremely difficult to do a water change especially while injured, and I just had to keep putting it off. It's just shrimp, so it wasn't like, the worst situation, especially since I have established plants and the tanks are a couple years old. There was just a lot of algae build-up on the glass, and, well... Let me just say it was not contributing to my mental health and well-being while the tanks were in that state.

I tested the water before I started cleaning and the parameters were fine (like, I could have left the tanks even longer if I would be okay with selling my soul to the Algae Collective), and the plants and shrimp look fine, too (I mean, I've obviously been keeping an eye on the tanks bc I sit right next to them). Actually, I'd wager to say that the plants are looking really great (the lilies haven't died off [yet? This is the longest period of time I've seen them stay... foliage... fol... foliated? Idk.] and the cryptocoryne in the 10gal is fucking huge and needs to be rearranged, just not right now). That fucking algae was a motherfucker to get off the 10gal (it's a plastic tank and I think that makes the algae grip harder than the glass 5gal).

[Also, fyi, depending on the tank's needs and stability, recommended water changes are a small one every week or every other week. My parameters don't seem to do anything dramatic, so I usually aim for a 20-30% water change every third week (just depends on how much vacuuming needs to be done and how cooperative the shrimp are with moving aside). So 2 months is still a lot. I still did the normal 30% ish amount, since doing more will risk the shrimp's well-being if there's a sudden change in everything, and my water parameters indicated a change was unnecessary - but I don't test for more than the minimum freshwater tests, so there could be a buildup of some mineral I'm not testing for, which is why the change IS actually necessary regardless of what my test kit says - because these tanks were evaporating a lot in summer, it condenses the minerals added with each water addition, even tho I usually top up with R.O. water.]

My back is fucking killing me lol. It has been killing me since spring when it 'went out' for the first time, and I'm not getting any relief, it sucks. But this had to be done.

The 5gal is looking pretty cloudy still, since the filter was super gunked up and I accidentally spilled gunk back in, so I may need to retest the 5gal parameters tomorrow just to make sure I don't have to do another water change, but it'll probably be fine, right? Shrimp love mulm and detritus. I did give both tanks a big ole algae tab for their trouble, tho. (I need a fuckening dish for the big tank. I really wanna clean off that white quartz rock again, but being white means it's an algae magnet, and it's just gonna go green again after a month or two.)

Anyway, shrimp tax:

I lov thees widdle oange bebies.

Wish I could take better pictures rn, but I am. Like. Dying. My recommendation: never live in an A-frame style room if you have the option. The wall above my tanks is slanted, and NOT fun for my back to bend underneath the wall for maintenance. (My only flat wall in the room is for my TV/PC.) Also, treat your back nicely, in general. I unfortunately have not had the option to treat my back nicely since spring (fall now), because 'when it rains it pours,' and heavy shit that needs to be moved will not move itself. Once I get a few more things in my room in order, I will hopefully be done with the IRL chaos, bc I have Halloween socks to knit, and I'm not putting that off for another year. (I'm still mad that I couldn't make the ones I planned last year. And I found more Halloween yarn I forgot I bought, so I'm gonna try to make multiple socks.) And I just really need to fucking chill and knit and stop having panic attacks and meltdowns.

[dutybcrne]

Honestly, I love imagining that Kae behind the bar would make cocktails a la TipsyBartender as a bit, but then get genuinely invested in what limits he could push his own ( and especially Venti's ) alcohol tolerance and what flavors he could end up mixing up. That menu, however, is off-limits for everyone except himself, Venti, Albedo, and Dainsleif.