#i love that sky crack

[darqx]

DEAR GOD I COULD STARE AT THIS FOR HOURS MOMO YOU HAVE DONE IT AGAIN 😍🥰🤩🤯🦀

a bad omen?

MERRY CRABSMAS @darqx!

posting this here too, yaboi AED is having a bad time, sorry (not sorry)

[empiireans]

the spirits native to the valley are coffee addicts and they indoctrinate the young into their addiction

rhythm’s trying

[volivolition]

Super! Tip-top!

[deoir-dhruchta]

A drawing i did of lizzie and joels bakery from @amethystfairy1 through the sky blue cracks au!

(I will probably colour this in later)

[jaylestial]

Yucky overtarn /pos

If you hug your conjunx from behind he’s gonna elbow you in the mouth and make you bleed, but it’s okay because then they can be freaks about it.

It’s more Megachurch RP shenanigans!!! 😱🔥

[gremlin-pattie]

will wood “misanthropologist” is more romantic than any love song . TO ME

[calmlythrilling]

if demons are real what do they look like...? butter...?

[raayllum]

Ezran wasn’t quite sure what to say to Claudia. He liked her, he missed her, but he didn’t really trust her anymore. [...] Ezran had never heard anyone so excited about his ability to communicate with animals. But he wanted to help Claudia because he still cared about her. He stood up and extended his hand. Claudia accepted it, and they climbed down the tower together.

[teathattast]

On sunny days, I go out walking

I end up on a tree-lined street

I look up at the gaps of sunlight

I miss you more than anything

[leaf-in-a-flower-garden]

I will NOT be learning human anatomy, but I WILL be learning Daleth’s mask’s anatomy

[skykashi]

Hi there, sorry to bother you, but lately your posts are enlightening my days and today by sheer coincidence my dashboard made one of your posts even more funny.

I'm attaching the screenshot here, hope you don't mind but rather enjoy the odd timing! 🤭

Have a nice day!

Ale

Omg, this is perfect 😂😂

[blueskyheadleft010]

It would be the funniest fucking thing if there was an episode of Miraculous Ladybug where both Marinette and Adrien get locked in a storage room together while an akuma is attacking and, for the sake of saving their own identies, don’t transform into Chat Noir and Ladybug, and instead hope and pray that their ‘partner’ will be able to handle the akuma.

Meanwhile Hawkmoth is pissed that the heroes aren’t showing up for the fight, and tries in vain to get his akuma to look for them with no luck so it’s just kind of awkward for everyone involved because yeah… the heroes didn’t actually show up this time.

And like, while all this is happening people just decide that maybe they can take on the akuma? Like, they’ve seen the heroes do it before. How hard can it be to rip apart a magic object and trap an evil butterfly inside a jar?

So of course Chloe goes in guns blazing with her Ladybug cosplay outfit, demanding Hawkmoth surrender, and people just kinda panic cuz that’s obviously a civilian?? Does she have a death wish?!

And then Alya runs in dressed up as Ladybug, and even has a red yo-yo she spins around, and demands Hawkmoth surrender. Then Nino shows up with a black cat headband and black makeup around his upper face and a broom which he spins around as he shouts for Hawkmoth to surrender.

Then Luka shows up as Cat Noir, but he’s just wearing a black jacket and a paper cat mask spray painted black, and shouts for HM’s surrender.

Then soon a huge amount of Paris’ population comes out wearing hero costumes and swarm the akuma.

Hawkmoth decides this is low even for him and just dips, taking back his akuma and retreating to his office to nurse his headache with some whiskey.

[ramenwithbroccoli]

finally introducing the other character who also occupies a part of my brain:

Meet Giewont!

while the creator of it, Maria Leszczyńska, originally intended to make a war machine, she struggled a lot with finding resources then. however, with her and her family's life deeply affected by both world wars, the idea never left her mind. inspired by utopian idea of glass houses from a novel "the spring to come" ¹, she created her machine from glass. it would be cheap to make, yet durable, available as help to those in need, able to do hard work in times when it was needed - but if fragile peace was in danger again, it could fight alongside other soldiers. as if to set that role of protector in stone, she named it Giewont ². to test her creation, she gifed it to her brother Andrzej, who owned a small farm near the seaside.

Giewont worked as much as four men, not needing to be paid or fed like people would. it was a perfect solution for everybody, the new industrial revolution. that was, until about half a year into her work, glass started to shatter. it turned out not to be as durable as the utopian story made it to be, especially in contact with rough farm tools. small cracks also started to appear after they worked outside in winter, with low temperatures on the outside and hot steam circulating inside. with her fingers and edges getting sharper every day, Giewont was forbidden from taking care of animals anymore, as she would injure them. she was given the only task with no way to injure others - they recieved a showel fully made from metal and was ordered to dig. she did as she was told, even though the work put strain on her already-falling-apart fingers.

but when one day, when returning home, she noticed daughter of Andrzej, Aniela, swimming too far away from the shore and having trouble coming back, long forgotten wire snapped into its place as she jumped into the water to save her. while Giewont did bring her back home, carrying her in their arms, the girl had severe cuts on her body from coming in contact with robot's sharp hands. furious with his sister creation, Andrzej took it outside, desperate to destroy it. blinded by anger, he didn't even notice the storm gathering over the horizon

Andrzej took the metal showel and struck Giewont on the side on their head, then again, until her body fell and crumbled to pieces. He covered it with sand and raised his hands to deal the final blow.

that's when the lightning struck.

and the man fell to the ground, dead.

the sand melted from the heat around Giewont, filling the empty spaces and connecting the pieces back together. raising from their shallow grave, with body more rigid than what she was used to, she took her shovel and decided to bury the man, with what respect they had left for him. that was, after she dealt the final blow herself.

although miraculous, the lightning didn't return her to the previous state of being. their motions were stiff and some parts of theirs got lost forever among the sands of the beach. the part of her head where the first blow was dealt never worked properly again, rendering Giewont deaf in one ear (or whatever was left from it). however it did some good as well, as it widened the space around her mouth, finally making them able to talk - even if it was simillar to a whistle. determined to help people but with a body that kept hurting everyone around her, Giewont set off into the world, trying to find a home and piece herself together, leaving parts herself and a dead body behind.

footnotes below the cut:

1. "During one pause in their journey, the elder Baryka tells Cezary of an entrepreneur who, along Poland’s Baltic coast, devised an ingenious method for manufacturing durable glass from the vast reserves of pristine sands that had lain for eons beneath coastal peat fields. By a massive Rube Goldberg-type arrangement of channels and a creative method for harnessing the westerly winds (the storytelling here is a literary engineering feat in itself), an incursion of the sea provides power for converting the extracted sand into glass. From this vitreous wonder substance, prefabricated houses of glass are built inexpensively. The houses are strong as steel, hygienic, and easy to heat in winter and keep cool in summer. Whole villages are built with houses of brightly colored glass. Life becomes less of a struggle for mere existence, more civilized, and without the need to toil incessantly. People eat less meat or no meat at all, and begin to revere farm animals as sacred beings. For the reader, the digression serves to freshen the mental palate. For Cezary, however, the story is altogether beguiling, raising the utopian prospect of a more wonderful life, reunited with a homeland that might have been his to begin with and a father he has just rediscovered" - via neh.gov

wow thanks for skimming through footnotes as well! as a reward, here's the first ever design of both Janka and Giewont (which proves they were both created around the same time :] )

2. "Those knights had been in a deep sleep for hundreds of years and they only would wake up if it is time to fight on a great battle. When this day comes, the earth will move, there will be thunders that would shake the sky, many trees will fall and break, and there would be noises when the Border Mountains will break. On that moment the knights will take their horses and they will gallop to fight for Poland once again." - the legend of the sleeping knights

a lot had changed since that time :]

[the-storm-chaser]

'I'M SORRY?!'

@witches-and-weirdos

[weird-bookworm]

11:38 ᴀᴍ

Jeonghan: congratulations, ur 1 yr closer 2 death 😁

Me: 😃😃😃

Joshua: ayyyy ur old!

Me: thnx a lot 😑

Jun: happiest birthday, my only 30yo hyung 😄

Me: I'M JUST 28

Hoshi: hyung hyung hyung will u trt us 3 dinner 2day??? horanghae 🐯

Me: u hv ur priorities straight dont u

Wonwoo: hbd

Me: i'll take it

Woozi: happy belated birthday, sorry i forgot

Me: ...thnx ig?

DK: HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY HYUNGGGG!!!!!

Me: felt my eardrums explode thru text but thnx seokmin-ah

Mingyu: 2 more yrs nd ur half 60 lol

Me: do u hv a death wish

The8: hoshi hyung told me ur taking us out for dinner? can v go 2 a chinese restaurant???

Me: there is smth wrong w/ the performance unit but yes

Seungkwan: HYUNG! i asked manager-nim if i cud take u with me 2 this show 4 ur bday yk but he said no :(

Me: do i not deserve rest ∏~∏

Vernon: Happy Birthday Hyung :)

Me: it may surprise u 2 kno tht this is d only normal wish ive gotten

Dino: good morning old man ㅋㅋㅋ

Me: im giving u 5 mins. run.

a/n: tbh i have 0 idea where this sprouted from. hannie is so me lol. also. bonus points if you catch the skz reference

[ruidus-born-chetney]

Orym spent his whole life being a background character, where any huge decisions were simply above his paygrade, so he did what he had to do and everything was clear

Now he gets to make these huge decisions and it must be so terrifying to no longer have the comfort of sinking into the background and supporting the people who have the responsibility

His strength was always in seeing the clear path ahead that he neaded to follow, but now his beacons shift and morph - the little red moon on his arm suddenly becoming an ill omen, something huge and dangerous

The perspectives flip. His friend need him, but he's not sure what he needs, and if he'll ever be able to go back to the usual comforting role of a guardian, and he feels smaller than ever because the scale just became mercylessly larger

For the first time in his life he's no longer a guard