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People keep on asking for more Baby Robin and Papadile so here is more Baby Robin and Papadile. Now never ask anything from me ever again
#My art#One Piece#Long post#Sir Crocodile#Nico Robin#Alternatively panel 5 would've been a close up of Crocodile's face from Robin's POV where he looks like he's giving her a death glare#Not intentionally he's just a big scary bastard with a Resting Murder Face and Robin is a small traumatized child#But I wanted to focus on the silliness of the moment so you get the goofy version instead#IDK man there's just something very funny to me about the idea of Robin just randomly info-dumping about a subject she's read about#And Crocodile being like ''?????????????????????? The fuck you talking about??''#Robin leaves the ship's kitchen and Crocodile just stares at the tomato like ''...It's a fruit? Forreal?''#(Meanwhile Robin is sweating bullets like ''I called his favorite vegetable a FRUIT right in his FACE he's going to KILL ME'')#Robin grew extra feet from the bottom of her feet to reach the counter and that actually isn't me trying to explain bad art away#In the original Papadile comic there was a panel of Robin doing the dishes with extra feet to reach the sink but I cut it out#(It was a stress relief comic I did not feel like drawing a complicated background in detail) (BUT YES I THOUGHT OF IT)#Nico Robin Age 11 is *more* than capable of cooking Crocodile just does not trust her with his food. At least not yet#She did start doing the dishes unprompted and continues to do so (mostly out of fear). Croc told her she didn't have to but allows it#IDK a lot of people seem to headcanon Crocodile as incapable of cooking and like. Surely Mr ''I don't trust people'' knows how to cook#Like he doesn't have to be a master chef or anything but and maybe he enjoys not HAVING to cook (pain in the ass with one hand + knife/hook#But surely he can cook decent enough. SURELY#Botanists don't @ me I know the ''tomato is a fruit'' thing isn't fully accurate this is just a silly little haha comic
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phone's dead. ipad is dying. and yet. the muppet men continue to exist. if anyone finds this it's too late for me
#my jaw hurts very bad. I like these guys hi hello submas people. hello. hiii.#I almost have their outfits memorized. funnily enough I have their. squints. the fancy ones better memorized than their actual normal ones#who even care.#my boyfriend's boyfriend told me I already draw them like fanon. which is understandable. as that's how I mainly consume them#horrible fates BOYTOY WHY WOULD YOU SUBJECT ME TO THEM#anyways. who even care. tag time#spenxer lou art#lou is an artist#submas#subway boss emmet#subway master emmet#submas emmet#submas art#two posts in like two hours. it's so cold. emmet. ingo. save me. save me ingo and emmet. save me submas
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A Batfam AU where instead of going to get Dick to be Robin again Tim uses necromancy to bring Jason back from the dead. He just leaves Jason on the Wayne doorstep with a 'do better this time' sticky note. Batman can't find out who did it and Tim stays his little latchkey self with semi ok but distant parents (cus canonical they weren't really abusive just not there which isn't good but they could be worse). His parents bring him along on trips but again they love him but they just leave him to do as he pleases. so in Paris he ends up still getting trained by Lady Shiva. This keeps going and Tim just keeps reviving batfam members, if they fake their deaths and Tim tracks them down to check on them. They still have no idea who their shadow is, they can't find him, Tim likes it this way. Bruce goes MIA and Red Robin happens just minus Tim actually being Red Robin. The JLA doorstep gets a passed-out Batman with a 'I can't believe I have to keep doing this shit' sticky note on his head.
#now you're probably going Batcaves i see those fics all the time? and my retort is those are babyified Tim Drake fics. he then gets adoped#the batfam and has a coffee addiction. i want a Tim Drake that treats the batfam like how wildlife rehab centers treat animals. they make#themselves knowable of the subject. they're striving to improve their quality of care. establish safe working habits. share skills. put car#of the subject over personal gain. be professional and humane. protect welfare of the subject. release the subject as soon as appropriate.#it's just his subject is batvigilantes not a racoon that was on the side of the road.#tim drake#batman#robin#dc comics#dc universe#detective comics#batman comics#batman and robin#batman au#and i think Jack and Janet being abusive is getting boring. have them be ok parents. they give tim a long leash but fail to see hes using i#for his own fun. they never told him he CANT learn necromancy and revive bat vigilantes how was HE supposed to know it's a bad thing??#maybe they should have looked at what he was doing while they were off. (like Phineus and Ferb. He asked if he could learn self-defense.#he learned from Lady Shiva not at the YMCA. He asked if he could read a book on necromancy! you didn't tell him he's not aloud to use what#he learned! he asked if he could go to the cemetery to see Jason! you didn't say he couldn't revive him! and so on)#Tim: mom can I learn self-defense while in Paris?#Janet: that's a good idea there are so many pickpockets here a little training would be nice for you. do you know a place?#Tim: Yes! her name is Sandra#Janet: cool. if you think she's the best choice. here some money.#Tim: Thanks Mom!#janet drake#jack drake#fanfic idea#fic idea#fanfic ideas#batfam
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Optics, acrylic on canvas
A portrait of a woman in soft reds and blues, primarily pink and lavender with graphic red line art overlaying one of her eyes and patterned over her hair. It is signed Michelle LaPlante.
Prints available, starting at $12.75 usd for a limited time
#spooky#eyes#portrait#art#painting#home decor#spooky home#purple#pink#eye#line art#acrylic#acrylic painting#artists on tumblr#eye painting#creepy#creepy art#is it creepy?#someone told me it is so im running with it#i think its kinda pretty#the eyes are protective#so i mean unfriendly to you#but friendly to the portrait subject#artists#artwork#artist#illustration
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I have a question. Also, you're my favorite Royai artist (the characters as individuals and together). You've mentioned that you consider Riza autistic many times, but have you ever given your support for why you think that? I'm just curious what your thoughts are.
comparing to my own experience but it's common to see autistic people be taken as uninterested and rude for being unexpressive and blunt. so it's mainly about riza being presented as stoic and somewhat scary but gradually being shown she's very kind and fun and even makes bad jokes with a straight face (it's so moe........) but is bad at expressing that, which makes both other characters and viewers think she's always annoyed and no-fun when that's not true.. it's so important to me
she also barely understands other people's feelings and takes things too literally, or say things out loud you probably shouldn't
like at the hughes' funeral scene when roy says it's raining and riza's immediate reaction is to go "it's not??" LOL or when roy is coming up with problems as excuse to not fight ed in flame vs fullmetal and riza very promptly solves them...! it's all very Autism to me.. my mom works for arakawa and she told me it's true
basically:
(i haven't watched brotherhood in so long but i'm like 80% sure these panels i used are all scenes that didn't make it into the anime which is why i'm an avid brotherhood hater and you should read the manga)
#i !!! could go on but it's too long#and subjective i guess i dont want it to look like i'm reaching but it's so obvious TO ME ok !!!!#two wolves inside me one wants to reply to this with just 'arakawa told me' n the other wants to make a 50 page doc with visual evidence#they're the autism brothers#asked#also thank you...! i'm slightly surprised you like my roy individually he's just in my art to be accessory for riza#fma#riza hawkeye#will throw it in the tag fuck it !!!!!!
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College (uni??) AU catering to my own interests as it should always be hehe :)
#projecting my major on Vash because them mfs who have changed from the med field majors to that one have some tragic things to tell#and also because I think that Vash would be such a wonderful designer I don’t know why it’s a gut feeling#Nai the law major because of course he would have you seen the guy#he would be a personal injury lawyer because lore#fun fact Nai rested for a semester after the incident with Vash while Vash took two.He never told Nai he would be changing majors#so it was a big big shock for him. they fought again but yk I’ll explain more on that if anyone is interested#as to Kni and WW I thought it’d be funny if they shared a common subject that required a lot of team assignments#and they can NEVER work out together. being an absolute nightmare to the rest of their group#separately they are great to work with. even if Kni can come off as too bossy sometimes he is actually a great leader#and WW would always deliver things on time exactly as it was asked from him#but Kni and WW just never really matched. Kni was too rude at times when WW made a mistake and WW would always clock him if he passed a line#like insulting his reasons for wanting to study security#one day Kni tells him at the beginning of a new semester where they both have unfortunately landed on a shared subject again#“you are not suited for that sort of job Wolfwood. you should simply give up and why don’t you go play role model to your little kids’’#then WW beats him again and then is like hey yk what you’re kinda right. and changed majors and he feels so much more at home studying#education/teaching than security. he fucking hates some things but the end goal makes it worthy#Trigun Uni! AU#because I don’t know how differently a college and a uni work#trigun#vash the stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#trigun stampede#vashwood#trigun fanart#wolfwood#vash#Nai saverem#millions knives#lenssi draws#pen!
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If y’all wanna add either you’re general region, generations, and why you use the phrase in a reblog that would be cool to :)
#pole#restaurant etiquette#personally I say could I get… please/thank you#I say that because it sounds more polite and understanding to me#and I’m Gen z from the west coast in the us#but I’ve been told by others that this phrase is childish and that I will have.. is the proper way to speak#these people are older gen x and typically where raised elsewhere in the us so I’m curious to know#especially cuz I can’t seem to find any studies or articles about the subject
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you know what the thing is, you draw beautifully and it’s clear you put details and meaning in your art, but you somehow miss a lot when it comes to understanding the books which ultimately is very sad.
i hope you know that adding a compliment in front of this does not make it any less rude and condescending and frankly i think assuming that you're some kind of authority in understanding the books in the correct way is kind of funny
#'ultimately is very sad' as if more than a small fraction of my pieces are tied to the narrative of the books anyways#most of what i post on here that aren't subjective takes based off asks about the asoiaf canon is oc content#which i state very often is entirely based in aus separate from the canon work#like youre free to disagree with my interpretations . i know that a lot of the time they arent in line with what fandom as a whole believes#or what the canon says for that matter but it is demeaning to be told that i'm 'missing' a lot in my understanding of this series#stick to letting the Smart Fans do characterization and stick to drawing characters Standing there smiling you stupid artist!!!#txt#asks
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got told i have mesmerizing eyes + got asked if i am lesbian in a span of 5 minutes we are so back
#me: shurg. Aren’t we all…#the amount of wine in my stomach though… I see double LMFAOOO#anyway! Its all good fancy wine and i can’t wait to take my makeup and contacts off#and SLEEP. I needed this i really did#also one of the people i saw told me she almost didn’t recognize me and that i got even prettier which to me is so saturn in 1H and also#bebo sve si lepša što si starija and to that my aqua bestie started talking in english drunk as fack mind you and she said She is like… Her#energy… It’s just like… Don’t fuck with me… And me standing on the side like sure but u are so facken silly and i love you#tt#anyway this was like ren fair but for wine. Just bunch and i mean +100#different vintners in one place it was a blast i danced my ass off too hehehehe#also the dude that complimented my eyes really was so funny he kept like staring at me but not even in like an uncomfortable#way more like i was a petri dish and when few of the girls were laughing drinking being cute he was like Just so you know out of all#of the 6 of you your eyes are objectively and subjectively most beautiful and i was just like Okaaayyy 🤷🏼♀️
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Would I be happy long term with a boy who isn't as interested in theology as I am? Another question to ponder
#greatest loves aside from God and family: you know this: theology and the arts and how theyre connected#the piano boy im currently seeing is so so sweet but he has not given these things much thought before#we had a conversation about sabbath and it was deflated a little by the fact that he doesnt observe the sabbath and#didnt seem like he'd given it much thought before#anyway i was told he has a strong faith and that the way he approaches it is similar to me#idk if my friend was counting interest in theology but if she did i dont think shes right#but also sabbathing isnt a niche theological subject its one of the ten commandments and something#most churches in the west are discussing ?#ANYWAY IM GOING TO BED
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Hi guys I like Richard III and history and stuff because it’s cool and did I mention I like Richard III? I think I forgot to mention I.. Like Richard III.. He and Charles II are on my phone wallpaper I'm the biggest fan guys
#a few people I know irl have told me I make history look cool (I infodump during classes) and that makes me really happy?#this is like the first time I've ever liked a subject so much in general#and it’s probably because of horrible histories since the Charles II rap introduced me to English history#hi okay enough cringe yapping have a good day lovelys :)#I love history#I love you guys /p#ermmm what the scallop#richardposting
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listen. idgaf whether fearne wanted the shard or not. this isn't about fearne saying ashton should have the shard. this is about ashton taking the shard without telling the rest of the party! this is about ashton (nearly) killing themself because of a misguided assumption about what the party needs, without any actual discussion about it! this is about ashton's persistent inability to let people speak for themselves instead of presuming to know what's best for them! do you hear me!!!!!
#whether or not bh forced the shard onto fearne has nothing to do with whether or not ashton could've just told them that he wanted it.#whether or not ashton could've just told them he was about to do something that would probably kill him right then and there#whether or not ashton could've just told them that he thinks they needed him to do that#i spent a VERY long time on that first post making sure it came across as reasonably diplomatic and open-minded while still honest#but if ppl continually respond to that by telling me that my subjective opinions on this character are Incorrect#and that there's some secret third thing i've been too narrow-minded or stupid or whatever to consider#then truly why do i even bother!!#text#nova shh#critical role#cr3#cr spoilers#cr meta#*meta#cr negativity#blacklist cr negativity if you don't want to see this stuff. truly i'm sorry lmao
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I just find it so fucking funny how baby JK was SO ADAMANT on ranking JM last on looks and now he's going full tail-wagging, puppy-eyed, "you're prettier than the clouds" bf on THE VERY SAME GUY.
Oh, how the turntables
#jikook#i know for some ppl this is still a sensitive subject and i get that! but also... its always been pretty clear to me homeboy was either#teasing/joking and/or overcompensating#like mans WAS NOT SUBTLE AT ALL he truly went through one of the worst pigtail pulling phase ive seen in my life#he truly truthfully doesnt know how to be normal about jimin. i would respect that about him if he didnt make it my problem#i just wish someone would send him old videos of his rankings and ask him 'this you?' i KNOW he would cringe so bad i just know it.#you know the 'if you told about a victorian child about x yz they would spontaneously combust' meme?#i feel like that would be anyone trying to explain to jk in 2013 about ays and him going on about how pretty jm is.#i would love to see it @ficwriters
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empires superpowers au masterlist (not up to date)
this story takes place about a year after the end of ‘poisoned rats’.
cw: light eye horror
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He’s still new to the whole going-to-work thing. It’s kind of like school, and Jimmy had never liked school, but it’s different in the way that he’s getting paid for his work. And it’s a decent bit more enjoyable than school—he’s learning about cars, getting familiar with the inner workings of machines, and he hasn’t properly had the chance to pop open a hood since he was a teenager and would help his dad with checking the coolant and whatall.
It’s nothing glamorous, but Jimmy really likes his job—more than when he worked as a call service agent, at least. Today he’d learned how to even the weight of a motorcycle, and even though he’d pinched his fingers between the exhaust pipe and the engine, his boss had praised his efforts and let him off early.
Scott usually picks him up from work—they’ve got a second car, but Jimmy doesn’t take his driving test until this weekend so he’s not really meant to be driving himself anywhere—but Scott isn’t free for another hour, so Jimmy meanders around downtown.
He used to live on these streets, so it’s more instinct and less purpose that leads him down to the park across the block from his old apartment building—now closed, he observes, for renovations. The park is lonely at this time of day, two rusting swings hanging silently and a plastic slide gleaming in the sun.
Jimmy stops for a moment, stares at the yellowed grass and bleached plastic playground equipment. He’d never allowed himself to go anywhere near this park, a spot of joy for the kids living in the rundown neighborhood.
He can’t hang here long for risk of being chased off by some bathrobe-clad mother, accusing him of being a predator, so Jimmy turns back to the main part of downtown and heads back in the direction of the mechanic. Maybe Scott’s patrolling in the area, can show off some ice tricks.
There’s a handful of other walkers starting to appear when he makes it back into downtown proper, mostly those returning to work from lunch and high schoolers skipping out of school early. Once upon a time, Jimmy knew how to blend in perfectly with this crowd. Once upon a time, he could never stay in one place for too long.
He slides in among them just as easily as he once might have, moving at the same speed and keeping to the common footpath. He keeps his eyes down and dodges anyone coming from the other direction without issue.
Which is why it’s weird when someone runs right into him.
“Oh, geez—sorry, can I—”
“Well, isn’t it great to see you!”
Jimmy blinks, flinches as the man he’d run into slaps him on the back a couple of times. He . . . he has no clue who this is.
His mind instantly cycles through various brutes from Xornoth’s manor, but this face doesn’t match any of them. This man is a bit stocky, straw-colored hair hanging over his forehead, thin beard a bit darker in color. He’s smiling widely, even as he takes Jimmy by the hand and starts dragging him off.
Jimmy can’t help it—some strange man is pulling him away and he panics—with a snap of adrenaline—
The man jumps back, Jimmy coming with him, as a chair is thrown out of the window of the building beside them, narrowly missing them. He chuckles, taps his nose knowingly.
“You aren’t getting me with that one! Don’t worry, I just want to talk. How about in that deli?”
He doesn’t point anywhere, strangely enough, so Jimmy just glances around until he sees a deli.
All the well-trained alarm systems in Jimmy’s brain are firing, but. . . .
Now that he thinks about it, there is something familiar about this man. Maybe it’s his cadence, or his eyes—
And Jimmy realizes with a start that the man is blind, his eyes clouded over, faded scars stretching across them.
He’s shocked enough that he lets the man lead him into the deli, grab them a table, and order himself a sandwich.
That’s when he notices that the man is not only blind, but has earplugs in.
“I’m sorry,” he finds himself saying loudly as the man tucks into his sandwich, “I think you may have mistaken me with someone else.”
The man winces. “You don’t have to shout, I’m right here,” he says around a mouthful of sandwich. “And no, Tim, I know who you are.”
If that isn’t ominous. And also the wrong name, though it once again scritches at the part of his brain that finds something about this man so oddly familiar. “Jimmy,” he automatically corrects. “Not Tim. And I really ought to get going—”
“Back to Scott?”
Jimmy freezes, halfway out of his seat.
“Because I’m pretty sure he’s patrolling around the East side of the city, y’know. Unless you want to call Lizzie. Pretty sure she’s not busy at the minute.”
The man takes another bite out of his sandwich, scratches his beard.
Jimmy’s stomach goes cold. How did he—how can—it’s—
“See Tim, there’s not a lot that I don’t hear about,” the man continues. “However, there is something that I need to know, if you wouldn’t mind answering.”
He needs to get away. Fight or flight has fully kicked in, and Jimmy needs to run. Jimmy raises his hand, ready to do—something, shatter his chair or collapse the table or hurt him in some way—but the man only tsks.
“Come on then, none of that. The three of us have got to stick together, really. Wouldn’t be good to start fighting, especially with the way Nine acts.”
Slowly, Jimmy sits back down. It’s not because he’s intimidated, he tells himself. His fingers twitch. He could kill this man in an instant, and no one would ever know.
The man puts down his sandwich in its wrapper and leans in, head tilted a bit to the side. “So,” he says lowly, “did you kill them?”
Jimmy knows, instinctively, that he means Xornoth.
And it’s not intimidation that makes Jimmy answer. It’s some strange feeling that he knows this man, and cares about him. Something familiar in the line of his nose and the color of his hair.
“Yeah,” says Jimmy in the same low tone. “Yeah, I did.”
The man sits back, a wide smile spreading across his face. “Good. I figured you did, y’know, but I was sleeping when it happened. You could’ve pulled a runner, y’know? Could’ve been someone else to get them. That wouldn’t have been right, though. It had to be one of their . . . erm, what did they start calling them? Subjects?”
Jimmy swallows, then mutters an answer in the affirmative. He keeps having to remind himself that he doesn’t know this man, as familiar as he is. How does he know so much?
“Right. Back in my day, we were ‘participants’. What a joke.” The man shakes his head, then takes another bite of his sandwich. “Well, thanks for the info. I won’t tell anyone, promise—well, I’ll tell Nine, but Nine isn’t much of a talker, so it won’t get out or anything.”
“Right,” Jimmy manages. He checks his phone; Scott should be coming to pick him up soon. He casts his eyes about, trying to think of anything to say to the strange man with white scars and earplugs.
“What happened to your eyes?” he asks eventually. The man smiles ruefully, one hand going up to trace over the scars. They aren’t precise in any way, some smaller ones littered around the corners, long ones down the middle. If Jimmy looks closely, he can even see the places the irises are entirely missing along with the scar, leaving the man with cloudy white streaks through his eyes.
“Let’s just say—next time those scientists of theirs have you on the table, make sure and ask ‘em to strap down your hands,” the man says. “Not that that should ever happen to you again, but you never know, y’know?”
Well.
Jimmy feels slightly ill, staring at those scars. Most of his aren’t self-inflicted, nor nearly as visible as those. Sure, he has one across his cheek, and a small one above his eyebrow, but they don’t usually attract much attention. Scott even thinks they make him look rather dashing. He can only imagine the stares and questions this man gets on a daily basis.
The stranger finishes his sandwich, wiping his fingers off with the wrapper. He stands, tips an imaginary hat toward Jimmy.
“Well, I’ll be off. The city’s a bit loud, don’t you think? Oh, and thanks for footing the bill.”
And then he’s gone, and Jimmy sits there in stunned silence until he shakes himself, heads up to the counter, and pays.
He tries to forget about the man. As weeks pass, he moves on, his days taken up by work and Scott and his friends. And he mostly does forget about the familiar stranger, too busy to spare the mental energy needed to try and figure out who he was.
That is, until one night, nearly a month later.
Lizzie had managed to get a hold of their high school’s yearbook from when she was a senior and Jimmy a sophomore, and together with Scott and Joel they paged through it, laughing at Lizzie’s galaxy-themed outfit and Jimmy’s unbrushed hair.
They stop on the page of the soccer team, and Jimmy knows from the coos and laughs that they’re looking at him and his ridiculous hair, but his eyes are caught on a familiar face.
“Who’s that?” he finds himself saying, pointing to the boy beside him, the boy who has his arm slung around his shoulders, the boy who—in one small picture off to the side, is knuckling Jimmy’s head.
And then he remembers.
He pages through the yearbook until he finds him.
A senior that year. One of his friends, and one of the only people who tried to still hang out with him after his powers got out of hand.
He’d almost completely forgotten about Martyn.
Martyn, the dude with the new Playstation. He’d been powered—not strongly, but with some fairly average super hearing and far vision.
Jimmy thinks back to the man he’d met, blinded by his own hands, hearing so intense that he has to wear earplugs at all times.
And then he wonders, dreading the unknown answer, what kind of mistakes had been made with the experiments before his own—and who on earth Nine might be.
#empires smp#empires smp fanfic#empires superpowers au#esh au#jimmy solidarity#scott smajor#flower husbands#martyn inthelittlewood#mas writes#051424#finally. he's here#after all the fighting he did to get here#when i explicitly told him no#martyn: that sign can't stop me bc i can't read! im blind!#the number seven really just suits this man huh#somebody guessed that martyn would have been one of the subjects lol#you were correct! congrats!#lmk what you guys think#love you guys
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im actually really good at admitting when i dont know things its just that people keep talking to me about things that i know a lot about and am objectively correct on
#this is a cartoony exaduration of a very real sentiment#whoch is that im often told that i come off like i 'need to be right about everything'#but i have achived a place in my life where i recognize when i dont have all the info or perspective nessesary need to Listen#and that i dont have to have a strong opinon abt everything#and that admitting that i lack knowledge or opinion rather than masking that with false confidence is better in the long run#bc it dosent put you on defense - makes you more receptive to new information + perspectives + corrections#its just that people will try to tell me their opinions about lawn mowers and im not going to pretend like i dont know more than them#when i do. which happens to be all the time#never met a person whos done as much reaserch on lawns + lawn care industry and related issues such as sore machines#(small off road engines)#i know theyre out there but the chances of me finding them is small and i have yet to do so#and then people try and give me their opinions abt this subject and if THEY dont shut up and listen i go rabid#like i know when its my turn to shut up and listen but sometimes im right and OTHER people need to be shutting up and listening#but also even outside of that i tend to come off as harsh/agressive/judgmental even when relaying info that im not obsessive abt like lawns#its the autism. i just word things blunt and talk with flat affect and dont know how to soften the blow well when correcting people#or even just adding my own perspective + ideas to convo without intent of 'correcting' anyone#such is life i suppose#just so long as nobody tries to tell me lawns are ethical ill be fine#<- remembers when i made a post that accidently got attention abt this subject and melted down#bc the strangers on the internet dont understand that this is my WHOLE THINF#if you knew me in real life youd understand. its my passion#text#im putting this is the lawn tag actually#lawn posting
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Any number? 23 and saïx :)
couldn't count all the ways that i've died for you
[ID: a digital drawing of saix from kingdom hearts. He is shown from the hip up, his body in 3/4's and his face in profile. He is shadowed in warm tones. He has a neutral expression, and he's standing straight.
The background is transparent except for a circle that lays from the middle of his shoulders and upwards, with three sections that have a slightly bigger circumference where one to three, seven to eight, and eight to nine would be on a clock. All scenes are blue tones with a noise overlay. these three are all from saix's perspective.
In the first, there is a cloaked figure shown from the waist down, the tip end of young xehanort's keyblade leans forward and some of it goes out of bound, tiled floor as a background. The second one is saix's hand reaching for kingdom hearts. The third is his hand reaching towards Lea, who lies on the floor of radiant garden's lab.
The rest of the circumference is a labyrinth wall in keyblade's graveyard, with a harsh diagonal line of light on the upper half. Most of the circumference is lined black, except from nine to one o'clock, lined white. /End ID.]
#here ya go! :]#typhra#hi dear!!! you're probably gonna see this a little later than when i'm posting but mwah mwah#i didn't know what to do at first!! the og idea was using 'you color me in from my skin to my bones' with berserker saix#then 'are you lost? Take my hand' (see: subject x) but couldnt figure it out and then this idea came to me and i went on a frenzy (jesting)#i'm also not great @mouths/teeth but i will eventually work on figuring teeth out. I'd love to do a more elaborate berserker saix one day#anyway this was so much fun ty for the ask :]#there's a lot of trivia for this one#i told typhra right away but when the ask came in i was currently listening to no.23 of the list#this song was a runner up for the lyric i would slap over that is/alea kissy pic i drew months ago#which is funny to me#There was another piece of trivia but i'm drawing a blank hold up#saix kh#nano does reqs#my doods#oH YEAH#when i originally said 'this is done!' The time stamp (....i work slow) was 8:07 and after i noticed some details#it became 8:09 which i think is hilarious since#8/7 as his new/old org number and 8/9 as eight and death number?? okay damn#hilarious universe tysm#23
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