#infinity circle

[hskinhome]

Dave self care, for anon Sources x x x / x x x / x x x

[pepperpepi]

HFJONE X INFINITY TRAIN AU I'll draw airy as the conductor and maybe tuba too some other time? i would love suggestions on what characters could be who!

[nemfrog]

Plate XXXII. "The endless immensity is an unlimited plenum of creations not unlike the known universe."

An original theory or new hypothesis of the universe. 1750.

Internet Archive

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 137

 What happens after a Halfa dies? What happens when their bodies of flesh can no longer hold the power of their soul? What happens when they’re no longer alive despite the fact they can never truly die?

 What happens when their soul finishes incubating in its cocoon of meat and bone that’s warped and twisted over an immeasurable amount of time? When the soul leaves a body that refuses to stay down because death is not an option? 

 What happens when a Halfa finishes incubating in their first form, and splits? What happens when mortals not understanding what they’re doing in their hubris, causes one to do so early? 

[yardsards]

people have brought up the difference between "this piece of media is good" vs "i like this piece of media". i would also like to mention the third axis "i would easily recommend this piece of media to others"

[courtofcrescent]

Will we ever see the Ruler's 'other' side? I enjoy puppy, but sometimes the cold angy people appeal to me...👀

Greetings, Eighth Anon!

Well... MC is stuck with him till death do them part, whether they like it or not. If Mallory does have that other side, your MC may have the best front row seat 👀

Thank you for the ask! 🩶

[noughtlux]

Primum Mobile (2nd version) Digital art 2023 (Lic.: CC BY-NC-ND 3.0)

[bulbtree]

i wanted to post something for halloween but it's quite belated now i wish i had more time overall at that time

[thanksmac]

[johnnyyumaisarebel]

taken to your holy place

when you walk and talk with angels

at the center of your spirit

joyfulness at my inclusion

bathed within romantic visions

of true love exemplified

rendered in a watercolor

impression of rejoicing cherubs

in a forest sympathetic

touched by your abiding grace

imagining the gratitude

of your familiar company

hold my hand and dry my tears

for the treasure of your being

tilt your chin and show the colors

of your most amazing eyes

[illustrioussanguine]

PSINKTOBER: DAY 14: ROAM

[earth222ky]

5 years of swimming, we miss you mac :(

[shackleton2]

The other day/always, people were talking about Steve's terrible ending and how Endgame could have gone differently and betrayed that character arc less, and I was inspired to jot down my pitch.

So here's my Unwritten Engdame Fix-It AU:

Steve was the one who had to return the Stones.

“You cannot return something from disorder to order,” said the Ancient One. “Not without paying a price.” “And who collects it?” Steve asked. “As fate would have it, someone you have met before.”

[Steve and the Red Skull encounter on Vormir, final resolution between two main cap characters, and he trades his Cap self for Natasha or at least her soul getting to rest in peace]

Steve swallowed, fidgeting with his now-too-big suit. There was a cotton-wool feeling in his windpipe. It was a very familiar feeling and he knew how it went from here. Sam would probably know where to find an inhaler. “Bucky’s gonna kill me,” he muttered, and pressed the time GPS.

Sam and Hulk-Banner started getting all nervous about Steve not showing back up at the jump spot. Bucky just got heavier and heavier with each passing second. They were only panicking because it hadn’t occurred to them yet. What he had already figured out.

Steve wasn’t coming back. Steve was done, he’d finally paid enough dues to satisfy even him, and he was going to stay where he wanted to be, where his home was, which was in the past, with Peggy. It sure as hell wasn’t in the unfamiliar modern world with a funhouse-mirror nightmare version of his old buddy. It made perfect sense, and Bucky would be a selfish piece of shit for feeling anything but happy for Steve.

Which, apparently, he was. He’d just drawn in a deep resigned breath to interrupt Wilson and Banner’s worrying when a big flash popped right back where it was supposed to be, and there stood

—

—Bucky’s brain shorted out. Then it processed that Steve wasn’t getting air and violently rebooted. “Asthma.” When Sam responded with nothing but the gooniest look of utter incomprehension Bucky had ever seen, he elaborated loudly. “ASTHMA. Medicine. Right fucking now.” “Inhaler,,” responded the medic in Sam’s head as the rest of him stared in disbelief at tiny 5’4” Steve Rogers. Then he managed to snap his head up and around. “Medkit. Bruce—”

“I—I think I got one, I try to stock a range of stuff, you never know how somebody’s gonna come back,” Bruce rambled, shell-shocked, as he handed the oversized first aid box over. Sam rifled through it and snatched a small rescue inhaler in a matter of moments.

“Here,” he pressed it over to Steve, then froze. “Wait, are you— are you our Steve? Are you, like, fresh from the 40s, or—?” Steve snatched the inhaler, managing an impressive withering glare for someone who’s lips were turning blue. “It’s me,” he rasped grouchily a minute later, between coughs. Bucky was spinning out so far he’d left orbit by now. “The Stones….to fix the timelines properly….there was a price…”

[sneakystorms]

Maybe I should've seen it coming with the weight placed on the concept of "desire" but i really wasn't expecting dungeon meshi to turn into a full on buddhist lecture

[tazzykiki-fashion-queen]

I really love the caves in this game

[siwym-archive]

whenever a new blorbo appears I'm just like "get rotated" and they can't do nothing about coz they're already like