#i guess??? it kinda counts???

[averycutesalamander]

happy holidays, sal!!!! hope you're enjoying it well 🩷

since you're the biggest bh blog/fan I know, I wanted to share some thoughts abt him!!

what if the reader was from a planet where it's similar to his? where the culture is centered around herding livestock, lots of horseback riding, and even having some of the same musical instruments like jaw harp (there's a jaw harp playing in his ultimate!)

would he feel homesick? would he be rather sad? in general, how would the parallels between the reader's planet and his make him feel?

I'm just wondering and thinking bc of where I'm from lol

ohhjhh he would have such complicated feelings about this.

on one hand, this would absolutely stir up some grief in him. every time you talk about home, he gets this somber, wistful look in his eyes, lost in his thoughts and his memories and reliving a life that died long ago. on the other hand, GOD is it refreshing to know someone that really GETS it. it makes him feel seen in a way that he hasn't in ages. he gets a real kick out of it whenever you bounce off of his turns of phrase and metaphors with your own unique ones. he loves talking about all sorts of things with you - tracking techniques, the craziest hunts you've ever pulled off, the names of your favorite horses, your preferred instruments, that kind of thing.

he shares little tidbits with you, whenever they're relevant. if you mention how much you love when berry season rolls around, he'll chuckle and tell you that he used to drive his parents crazy every summer as a kid, because he'd eat half of his harvest before it got back home, but damn if he didn't know how to find the fattest berries in the whole bush; in the back of his mind, he'll think about that time he brought Clementine along for her first harvest - by which he means that she kept him company while she stole berries from right out of his hands, and she got into his basket without him noticing; by the time he turned around, her chubby little cheeks and her tiny fists were stained bright red with the juice, and all he could do was laugh and laugh and laugh.

if you mention the little crevice in the cliffside near your childhood home, and how you used to sneak off when there were chores to be done to wiggle your way inside and carve into the stone walls, he'll laugh and tell you about the little hideout he found with his sister Emma - the massive hollowed out trunk of an old fallen cottonwood, loaded to the teeth with all kinds of bugs and lizards; he was never skittish around bugs, and she loved the damn things, so they'd spend hours out there until the sun started to set; later, he'll be consumed by thoughts of how she taught Clementine to love little critters of all sorts, and how he once caught her reading an old encyclopedia on insects to her as a bedtime story.

if you mention how horrible you are at the harmonica, no matter how simple everybody says it is, he'll grin and tell you that he was the best out of all of his siblings, and maybe he'll be the first to be able to teach you; distantly, he'll remember the long nights he'd spend out in the wilderness, playing to the crackle of the campfire, staring at the stars without a care in the world - blissfully unaware of the myriad of ways that it would all be torn away from him.

on and on and on it goes. i think he'd be close to you in a very unique way, romantically or platonically, simply because of the cultural bond. he feels like you're a little piece of home - and it's worth that occasional burn in his eyes if he gets to revisit his roots with you, battered and torn as they may be.

[astrmastr]

words cannot fathom just how much i love chilchucks sausage outfit he is my most divorcestest dad

also heres a!! transparent png

in case. u want to put him somewhere

put him on your computer desktop background put him on your fridge put him wherever your little heart pleases

ok gnight mwau

[choccy-milky]

GUYS IM CRYING @/Cestrigolol ON TWITTER BOUND PART OF MY FIC AND IT LOOKS SO AMAZING??? this is actually making me so emotional rn like😭😭look at it….the stuff i wrote looks like a book…and the extra little design elements like the silhouette of hogwarts, the unique font for the beginning of each chapter, my art on the front AND the back…ITS SO BEAUTIFUL GAHHH😭 ILL NEVER GET OVER THIS🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️💖💖💖💖 THESE ARE JUST PICS SHE SENT ME BTW I DONT OWN THIS BUT I WANT TO!!!

[umblrspectrum]

another failed sneaking attempt

[screwpinecaprice]

It's been so lonely here. And

climbing up that hill, you must be so tired...

Quick screenshot redraw of the shot before my favorite Witch Sheep frame so far!

[zzoupz]

[gelatinousrabbit]

date with this guy!! isnt he so lovely?

og post under the cut!!

[taknyanz]

woah alright clay lol.. some sketches for today

[nexadarling]

Watching tristamp: oh vash has mommy issues

Watching trigun 98: oh vash has MOMMY ISSUES

Reading Trimax: Actually Vash went through an extremely traumatising event at a young age and had to face the realities of humans. Rem was there, as the twins' mother figure, to represent the good. Reconciling humanity's differences is what made him how he is, and he projects that onto Rem. In this essay I will-

[nanamugu]

trunks drawings I made while I was supposed to do more important stuff (oh well drawing them will always be important in my heart at least)

[stars-obsession-pit]

(Another) Ghost in the Machine

DP x Hellblazer (the original John Constantine comic)

Ritchie Simpson continued to search frantically for the connection out of the computer and back to his body as he begged John to explain what he meant by saying “Goodbye.”

Had John disconnected him? He knew John’s sense of humor wasn’t the lightest, especially after Newcastle drove them all a bit insane, but that felt too far even for him. Nah, he’d probably just gotten himself a bit lost in the wave of energy he’d experienced in the Tongues of Fire network and was accidentally looking for his body in the wrong spot.

He pulled himself back and let his mental connection to the digital world expand outward, probing the rest of the machine for the connection. He knew he was in the right system, so as long as he looked thoroughly he’d definitely fi—

Everything flashed a surge of blinding white and then was replaced by pure darkness. He thought he screamed, but he couldn’t hear his own voice. Couldn’t even feel his own thoughts. Trapped in one single instant that stretched for indeterminable eons. Then, eventually (or was it immediately?), awareness began to trickle back.

He was still in the computer, though it felt… different, somehow. His thoughts still weren’t entirely in order. The first possible hints towards his location he found were the sound voices trickling through from the outside world. Voices he didn’t recognize. Young voices.

“I’m happy to help, Tuck, but I’m not really sure what you expect me to do here. You���re way better than me at this computer stuff than me.”

“By all means, feel free to keep complimenting me, but this has been frying my brain, man. I got this thing secondhand, and the system should be quite powerful, but there’s something using up a ton of its processing and I can’t figure out what. I was hoping you could do your ‘enter into the computer’ thing and see if you see anything.”

[furiousantz]

First post in forever

I like uncle Samsonite

[upsidedownsmore]

Tennotober 2024 Day 3: Fragments

Zuud

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i remember when i told myself i would keep this one simple so i could go to sleep early

good times

lmao

[logicpng]

Don't fear the reaper...

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[royaltea000]

Rebirth

[dreamyluigi]

i know that luigi isn't insanely codependent on mario. he can do things on his own and is a perfectly functional guy without him, obviously.

but, boy howdy. in situations/certain fanworks when he IS codependent to mario, it hits so good. when he's so clingy that it makes him crazy when mario leaves him alone. the drama of it all. sorry that i love when he's a whimpering and pathetic lil baby