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[danz-erker]

@squeakitties I'd like to thank for this awakening of wanting to be a rubber arcanine

[eri-pl]

"Nothing is evil in the beginning" (but it needs a better title, this line is too overused) (for @morgoth-into-the-void-week day 4)

Melkor character study. Surprisingly no TWs, despite sticking close to canon. If I even get this far in the timeline, there won't be drastic descriptions.

But we're in his head (3rd person) and watch him spiral downwards. I guess this may be unsettling. As for now I got through Ainulindale and it's pretty benign in my opinion. A lot of unheatlthy emotions though.

Why do I love writing characters who are wrong? For the irony? Maybe.

No "thee" this time, because the format is weird already. I hope it's readable enough. It is a bit experimental in form. I also hope to some day finish it all the way back to the Void.

Fic below cut.

"I can handle this."

"You can't. You would unmake yourself in an instant. You need to learn. I love you."

"I could. I know I could." He lunges into the void, seeking, yearning, burning to create. It's empty. It shouldn't be empty. He will make it full. "I can handle this."

"Come, meet your kin. Learn them, learn with them. I love you."

"I will. Later. I need to see what's there, I need to find It, I know You will let me one day, I need to. I will learn them later."

"You have to choose. I love you."

"I can do both. I can handle this."

A melody comes, and it's stranger than the Void.

He makes it even stranger, stretches it into far reaches of his thought, far into the Void, where he can make it into something that never have been. And singing it, changing it, making it kindles a light in his heart. It's almost what he had longed for. It is something where there was nothing. But then he stops singing and it fades, and what was it's not no more.

"Almost" is not enough.

He sings again, there is something in the motive, something yearning for an answer, if he could only find it.

"Come, sing with your brother, learn to harmonize with him. I love you."

"I need to understand first! I can't let anyone muddle the question before I find the answer! I can handle this, I can find it, I will not fail You."

"You will. But I love you, Melkor."

He sings louder, desperate to hear it, to grasp it. It's still not loud enough. He needs to grow. So Melkor stretches into the Void, trying to be more than he is. Melkor. That his name. It fits.

Everyone gathers and Melkor meets many of his kin for the first time. Still, his thoughts are wandering through the Void, seeking the answer. When he manages to become fully present and feels the others, the Music has already begun.

It had begun and continued, changing. Not like one motive, explored back and forth in his mind, in his singing, but... Like a line. It had more of this strange quality of passing and then being no more. It was beautiful, but boring, slow. When will we get to filling the Void?

The others sang wrong. It wasn't the song Melkor had been given, it was simpler. Less important. Melkor sang louder to lead them into a more worthy music.

They didn't want to be led and started quarreling. He added more ideas, showing them what could be, what he could make if they stopped slowing him down. If they let his questions bloom to their full glory, if they let him seek the answers undisturbed. Yes, they were trying to help, he was aware of this. But they only slowed him down. He could handle it by himself.

Some managed to help a little, though, adding to his song, and it grew even mightier. But still not mighty enough.

A new theme appeared, but it didn't help, as most of his "kin" still didn't understand anything. A few went quiet, a few more joined him, but this still wasn't enough. Why? Why would they not understand?

Melkor sang as loud as he could, turning his voice into a defeaning roar, yet still, they opposed him. Even his so-called brother. Mostly him.

How could they all be so stupid, so— there was no concept for this. How they sang was— it was like imagining a wrong solution to a problem, but without the "imagining" part. It made Melkor feel things he'd never known before, and they were not entirely unpleasant.

There was strength in this feeling. He channeled this new sensation into his song and many of the others finally shut up.

Then, before Melkor could develop his theme, another break.

He resumed his song, accompanied by some others, seeking... What was he seeking? The quiet countermelody, too slow, too chromatic and yet not tense enough, distracted him.

…He had been asking a question. It had been important. And his foolish "kin" made him lose it.

He would find it again. He was the mightiest, if he wouldn't find it, than no one would. And it was too beautiful to be lost forever. So, he had to.

But first he needed to convince the others, to make them understand that they were singing wrong. They kept stealing his chords, harmonizing them into something unbearable, something... painful. The pain was another new thing.

Another sudden break, halfway as something was beginning, something—

"Melkor, my beloved child. There cannot be a wrong music, none of you can change it against Me even if you try. And if anyone dares, they will prove a part of my plan still, and they will witness beauty beyond their furthest imagining. I love all of you."

All of them. But when it came to a reprimand, Melkor is mentioned specifically. Even thought they were the ones singing wrong.

That hurts.

A Vision appeared before them, solidifying again the order of Time, but Melkor didn't pay much attention to it. And hearing that he was but a part, but an insignificant embellishment—

Something changed.

New beings appeared, like the Ainur but yet unlike. How? How was that not impossible? So fragile, and yet they had a depth to them, and a blinding newness. Something inside them called to Melkor: an answer and a question. He needed to understand. And those creatures, those silver and gold juxtapositions, moved erratically and yet too slowly, not letting him see clearly, not letting him—

What? He started in amazement at how much those Children (was he not enough?) were given, waiting. But no gifts were offered to him, or any of the Ainur; not even to his boring, obedient brother.

Why? A tempest swirled in him, those feelings he'd put before into Music, and a piercing longing. It was as if the whole last part of the Song sounded in his heart.

Melkor pushed it back.

He could handle those feelings, nobody needed to know how lost he was. He would find himself quickly. He'd got enough reprimands already, he didn't need to make it worse by asking stupid questions. Apparently he wasn't good enough. Well, he would prove himself. He could handle this.

First, he had to make this messy place worthy of those tiny, absurd creatures endowned with such gifts. Which, of course, meant that he had to work against most of his so-called "kin", who understood nothing of it.

Why did he always have to do the hardest work?

But he was the mightiest. He could handle this.

the Vision is gone, interrupted earlier even than the Music, and there is Darkness. How can it be gone, after Melkor has put so much effort into it? It hurts, but he can't show that. He has to be mighty. To prove himself.

The Darkness seems to look at him with too many eyes, and he needs to hide his pain his secrets from it, so that it doesn't interfere with his plans. Most of the Ainur look at him with anger, and even the few who joined him shy back in fear. But Melkor needs every tool he can have, so he decides that being feared is a good thing.

"I know that you long for the world to be, that you yearn to meet and know something unlike you, and yet akin, separate and yet real. I love you all, and so—

Eä!"

[utensildrawerdotexe]

bwuh. ehm

ragatha be upon ye

[unknownmelodies]

NO MELODY DONT TURN UR OC INTO A MARKATABLE PLUSHIE (that somehow ended up at a Burger King)

[toastmrlord]

Not what I usually post, but wanted to draw some oc art 👍

[not0a0mundane]

The current mood after watching the new movie (it was great)

[bylerblogger]

Someone on TikTok noticed this:

Season 1: Being late for the curfew

Season 2: Being late for the arcade

Season 3: Being late for the mall/movie

Season 4: Being late for school

The point is that Mike is always late to something on the first episode of every season. I don't think it means anything important to the series. But idk, maybe it might have a deeper meaning than what we see. What do you guys think?

[ssspork]

I was listening to the Zepotha sound(song?) tract and decided to draw one of the scenes as Molly but like, enemy octoling, I would say fuzzy, but, she’s already fuzzy, I don’t really know why I chose her, other characters who are more prominent would make more sense, or my ocs, or cannon agents, but my minds rotting over her and Piranha so

Alternate shading(less blocky)

[eclipsesdrawings]

Something that’s not Wings of Fire related! This is a small Leshy drawing I did yesterday

I have been playing Cult of the Lamb a lot lately, definitely one of my favorite games at this point!

If you haven’t played it yourself I highly recommend giving it a shot :D

[the-masked-reviewer]

S1M0NE (2002) Review

Important to note that I wrote this back when generative A.I. was first trending and people hadn't decided they hated it yet. I'm not like...just starting to think about this stuff

Potential spoilers ahead...

This film, while having an interesting concept, is fairly slow and boring. The concept of an actor being replaced by a computer code that society as a whole can't differentiate from a real person is fascinating. However, the execution of the plot is paced with the most action happening at the very end, making it feel like mostly just slow exposition. The film and concept both get more interesting once the movie is over and you are left thinking about the possibilities beyond what the movie presents. The current rise of A.I. and the debates over its merits add another layer of interesting thought experiment to the concept. As a question of morality and reality, it's an interesting concept that only gets more intriguing the longer you think about it, but as a movie, it's boring and not something I would ever really choose to sit through a second time.

[witch-sweets]

Triple Kiddo!

Original Sceenshot under the cut

[jinglebellpeppre]

i think i just took the most aesthetic photo ive ever taken :3

[adzy-drawz]

Forgot I made these reaction image things a while ago

[alexackrman]

in honor of the new episode, i will have my charms and sticker bundle at 10% off with code “FREEDOM” on etsy !!

[origin-of-orbits]

Would you like some nblw

Hi @thatjellywalker I love you

[stawberry-flavored-ghost]

Box part 1”

Personally i like this one..because i didn’t try so hard- also sorry the ending is a but rushed.