#it's nearly 1 am

[itisstillnotme]

DIGITAL HALLUCINATION

[ellie-the-awesome-11]

This might be way too early in the show to start spouting theories but I think Dai has a greater role to play in the Arthurian apocalypse than his 'Nameless' status would suggest.

I think he's a Narrator, or maybe the Narrator.

With one of the main themes of the show being stories and narratives, a crucial aspect of that is there actually being someone to tell the story in the first place, there needs to be someone to pass on the tall tales and weave them together so that the audience can feel specific emotions. Joy, catharsis, sadness, hope.

Also Dai has been the only one to have a solo piece before each episode where he's talking directly to us dear listeners. His monologues set the stage for the emotional undertones of the episode And the fact that he sings before it feels so important, too (his va has a lovely voice btw). Almost every story I can think of that started as an oral tradition was originally told with some kind of musical accompaniment or with a set beat and metric structure. It's like it's harkening back to these old practices.

And with that I think Nameless folk as a whole have more importance than Kay's 'lambs to the slaughter' stance suggests, because who else would be their Audience? Who else would hear their stories if everyone outside of the Named died because of Phenomena?

[wrestlezaynia]

You can't tell me Kevin isn't Helga and Sami isn't Arnold from Hey Arnold! When Kevin denied wanting to get involved with Sami, you just know he was secretly swooning inside.

[madebycoffee]

👀🦋(3/3)

(also, I listened to 'the album' as I edited these, so Tai's favorite tracks would be mine: Cozy, Cuff It, Break My Soul (obvi), Virgo's Leo's Groove, and Move)

@ladybugsimblr

[pangur-and-grim]

waiting for the lady to send me today's kitten photos....

[shield-sheafson]

I think Garfield Logan's dream is to be a quirked up white boy with a little bit of swag goated with the sauce busting it down sexual style but nobody will tell him the lock combination for the sauce cabinet

[nellasbookplanet]

Finished another piece from the mighty nein coloring book just in time for the second reunion reveal, I cannot believe we'll soon get to see them all again!!

[deoidesign]

I'm so mad that post was misinformation because there is actually an EXTREMELY important conversation to have about the production schedules artists are forced into. There's no need for exaggeration, the conditions are bad.

I work for webtoon. My publication schedule is weekly. While publishing I'm required 10-15 pages a week. Fully colored.

This means I'm finishing a 150 page fully colored graphic novel every 10-15 weeks.

When my comic is not updating, I am not getting paid. Any time writing, editing, or off is out of my own pocket. I don't get healthcare. They do not provide any assistants. They expect me to promote myself; they chose to deprioritize me before I even launched and gave me an end date half a year in. I never had a chance.

And this is the industry standard! Every company has artists forced into crunch hours, overtime, and burnout. Artists are literally dying early due to it. So many of my friends can't afford to go to the doctor.

It's unsustainable and untenable, and it's also the expectation our audiences have.

If we want to have this conversation, there's plenty of conversation to be had with the realities of the situation. It's bad as is.

[amelia-yap]

instructions unclear, demon ended up fixing the pentagram themselves

[nintendont2502]

dave voice hey bro I think I might actually be a dude

bro (also trans. medically transitioned years ago. never told dave) voice: faggot

[glassphinix]

nemonas character arc

[pepperpixel]

Initial drawings of that old man… I literally, I haven’t finished reading the book of bill yet!!! I had to stop and take a break for a week to feverishly draw fanart of myself petting fords floofy hair and giving him attention and shit…!!!! The urge was too great….!! I’ve literally. I had a crush on this guy the instant he was first REVEALED in the show, but I did not have the artistic prowess to draw good looking old men back then… but I do now… thank god… thank fucking god

[divine-misfortune]

for the smut sentence starters if you’d like, how about “getting close? don't worry, i'll take care of you” for aether/aeon?

<3

Heat raged violently on his poor body. There was no escaping the painful ache of lust and believe him, Phantom was trying. Had been trying, for hours in fact. Having woken up well past midnight feverish and restless, bedding kicked fully off and onto the floor, Phantom had nearly thrashed around enough in his sleep to have freed himself from his boxers. It only took a little more wriggling to get the elastic band low enough the tip of his cock could feel the friction of being trapped between his hips and the mattress. He whined. Desperate and frustrated as the sensation goes from satisfying to barely enough to clear his head.

But it did clear the haze some. Barely. He could identify the tugging at the back of his skull, pulling at the thread drawn painfully taut down to the pit of his gut. It was drawing him. Pulling him from his bed towards familiarity.

Clarity was short lived, it got him as far as tapping on Aether’s door as he continued to stroke himself through the fabric of his boxers. The wet spot had grown from a dot to an almost soaked front. Everything else came in brief waves after he met Aether’s eyes. A sea of violet swirling and churning, Phantom was helpless to fall into them. His body carried him straight back to his mentor, elements alike, it felt like Aether was the only one who could save him from the dreaded hormones ravaging his vessel with a vengeance.

And Aether filled the role well. Filled him well. Two thick digits curled methodically inside of him, precise and determined to pet up against that sweet secret little spot that Phantom still wasn’t entirely familiar with. Every drag of calloused fingers sent him spiraling further and further into the damning throes of greed and pleasure. It killed off any shame he might have had on a normal day, made it so he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight of the bigger ghoul lying between his thighs. Saliva pooled in his mouth as Aether looked up form his work, his smile soft and warm as the other hand, wrapped around him, stroked slowly and tightly. Root to tip, milking more and more out of him until pre dribbled over his fist. Genuine and loving in his weakest of moments, even as he picked Phantom apart down past the atoms.

“You’re drooling, love.” Aether chuckled and Phantom pathetically kicked in his grip. He didn’t even bother to lift his hands from the bed to wipe his mouth which was fine with Aether, he liked him sloppy like this. He kissed at the leaking tip, suckling at the very source of a growing mess without the intent of keeping any part of this clean.

“Hah - Oh, oh keep doing it like th-at!” His voice pitched suddenly as a third finger crooked inside of him. There was a bit of stretch but little resistance, slick enough it didn’t matter. So much so that Aether was almost certain he could simply pull his sweats down, give himself a few quick tugs, and bury himself to the hilt in the burning clutch of Phantom’s body with little issue.

“Doing so good,” Aether sighed, hot breath too close to the oversensitive little thing in his hands. The muscles in Phantom’s belly visibly jumped and he wanted to nuzzle his face into the little bit of fat the little quint had put on in his month’s topside. His vessel was finally becoming well loved, and Aether was going to make sure it was thoroughly loved in the moment. “Wish you could see how you look wrapped around my fingers like this, dripping down my wrist. Got your hole all pink and puffy already.”

“It h-urts,” Phantom hiccuped, the start of tears sparkling in his eyes. A pang of sympathy and semi sick arousal punched deep in his gut at the growing misery displayed before him. Made his own cock start to really fatten up with interest. “Need you to make it better, make it cum.”

He hummed gently, quiet agreement to what he needed. Anyone else, Aether would have selfishly prolonged their suffering before ultimately unmaking them but Phantom was still so fresh. Only his first or second heat with them. It would be beyond cruel even for him. He nudged at the bond between them, their shared element tethering them deeper than the others, and waited for Phantom to let him cross the mental threshold. With silent permission Aether allowed his magic to bleed deep into Phantom’s scalding nerves turning broiling sap into thick syrup in his veins. He made a low garbled sound that Aether interpreted as relief, sagging semi boneless into the mound of pillows behind him.

Against his fist he felt Phantom’s balls start to pull tight up against the underside of his hand, body clenching around his fingers. He looked blissed out already, and Aether couldn’t wait to see how far he could drop him into the feeling. They had all night after all, Phantom’s heat wouldn’t break till he was firmly caught and stuck on his knot. Aether could drag that part out for a bit. Not like Phantom really knew that fact, and not like he wasn’t helping as is - it wasn’t entirely unkind. Just a bit selfish.

“Getting close?” Phantom’s fangs dig into his lower lip, brows drawing up in the middle. That was answer enough but he still nodded. Even in this state he remembered Aether didn’t care for unanswered questions. Such a good, obedient boy even at his weakest. “Don’t worry baby, you can let go, I’ll take care of you.”

His mouth fell open, a moan caught in his throat.

“I’ll kiss it all better.”

[wtftaylr]

i love long hair sadie........ [she grows her hair out during the events of New Vegas btwww]

[chromartnomaly]

what if we were two robots falling out of space into the apocalypse, would you ask if we were dating... flushed emoji...

(screenshot under the cut :3)

[fighting-naturalist]

Sam/Jack/Daniel moments 2/?: “The Serpent’s Venom”