#just fuckin cool

[inkskinned]

we were sitting on the floor and i was cutting out tiny pictures to make a collage for a friend's birthday. you were on your phone and you laughed about something, and i was still in love with you then, so i asked what had you giggling.

"sorry. i was just..." you took a moment and went back to texting. "i was telling someone about how you're afraid of the dark."

i'm afraid of the dark because something bad happened. "oh." i felt a little slinky of shame crawl down my throat.

you glanced up, and maybe it showed on my face, because you rolled your eyes and held the phone to the side casually so i could see the group chat. "what? was it a secret?"

i looked down to the scissors in my hand. "i just..." no, it's not a secret. it just felt like something private, something serious. saying why would you tell someone that just feels like an accusation. it's unfair. i honestly am not even ashamed of it, it's just a fact about my person that i don't usually share.

what a strange experience. is this a human thing or a generational thing? for our grandparents: did they need to worry about how quickly someone can just... share your personal information? again, i didn't even really have a true objection. what could i say? i want any person in my life to feel they can be honest with their friends. it's not like i said don't tell anyone this.

i cut out another letter to complete the rainbow happy birthday, started hunting for the exclamation mark. i heard you sigh dramatically.

"don't make a big deal about this," you said.

this entire conversation was a pattern for us, and this was when we got to my least favorite part of the pattern. i would get my feelings hurt in some oblique not-technically-terrible way, and then it would be making a big deal about something. you'd get frustrated for me for being soft, but i was born soft. you knew i was soft when you pierced me. it's one of the things that made controlling me so easy.

"i'm not," i felt my voice crack. the question came without my wanting. "why are you guys talking about me?" and why are you saying that thing? why not like - i'm telling them how you're generous and kind and pretty.

you let out this low, tragic groan. "oh my god." you tossed the phone away from your body. "there, see? i just won't talk to them if you don't like it."

the rest of the hour went the way it always went, between us: i said i don't actually mind if you talk to your friends but -, you found a way to call my minor expression of discomfort "being dramatic." you got upset that i had been offended. i ended up apologizing, even though i hadn't actually done anything.

afterwards, you picked up the phone again. after texting for a little bit, you snorted. "okay," you said, "but it is kind of funny you're afraid of the dark. i mean, when you think about it."

[gallusgalluss]

a light oh so bright

[clickety-clacker]

Been seeing so many cool Clickies on my dashboard since getting into GGG, I just had to take the time to draw a few of them- plus, it was a bit of a challenge to try new styles. A lot of these guys were also super influential to how I draw and even think about Click Clack on my own time, so you should definitely check them out! Names below the cut cus it got long heehoo

Top left: @malartsorte

Top middle (holding papers): @scribblelimbo

Top right: @wishgraanted

Leftmost middle: @beastwhimsy

Middle (peace sign!): @sootnuki

Rightmost middle: @molabuddy

Bottom left: @pespillo

Bottom middle: @artuurle

Bottom right: @modmad

I know I said it already, but all of yall are super cool and I had a lot of fun challenging myself to make this! Keep on being awesome 👍

[cloud-ya]

Sega managed to give Shadow wings AU before I could

[lazylittledragon]

hi i'm unw el l

[luck-of-the-drawings]

THIS THING IS SCUUUFFED AS HELL & ITS ALSO THE BEST THING I HAVE ANIMATED THUS FAR. IM SO IN LOVE WITH EMIZEL. JUST WISH I GAVE HIM MORE STUPID TATTOOS. NEXT TIME THO. NEXT TIME. I ALSO LOVE VEX&VIV SOOOO MUCH. charlies flavor of Deranged is my FAVORITE!!

[front-facing-pokemon]

[balis77]

Ok so the new event for Wayward Passenger doesn't result in you fighting it like the others (That was moved to the second one) but like

He just wants to help you get out of the fuckin warp dimension. He knows exactly where the exit is and stays to make sure people can find it. Hell, this even implies the only reason he attacks if you stand still is because he wants to mercy kill the group before they become Love Town abominations like he did.

Actual best boy confirmed.

[thewhizzyhead]

also side ramble time, it has already been established that misogyny has seeped through the other gangs' treatment of the warriors (I.e. "late night cosmetology class", repeated use of "girls" rather than calling them women, etc.). with that in mind, I find it very interesting and rather culturally relevant of the writers to have the hurricanes, the one and only gang that lets the warriors off the hook, to be a VOGUE-themed gang that explicitly features black queer individuals! It speaks volumes that amidst the animosity of most of the new york gangs, it was a gang with explicit african-american and latino queer culture through the ballroom scene-themes at the forefront that encourages the main diversion of the warriors (2024) from its predecessors: the recontextualization of the warriors fighting back ESPECIALLY NOW THAT THEY ARE WOMEN and that same changed thread leading to changed motivations and actions from ajax, fox, and hell even mercy as they go through the show.

like, it's a very very fucking nice thing to have the cultures and histories of resistance from the POC queer communities of NYC become the fuel for immense character (and thematic) growth in our version of warriors. Truly a song of resilience and solidarity amongst marginalized sectors

[sweetmapple]

Endure

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 135

Hear me out, there is no way that Jason doesn’t have some sort of lair in the ghost zone from his time being dead. There is no way it doesn’t still exist somewhere in the zones. So imagine you’re Jason, you’re angry and tired and just want to go somewhere safe where you can rest, you want to go home. 

And suddenly you’re falling through the floor- but somehow up? You’re floating but not, somehow slipping between the living and dead-

And then you’re crashing into a couch, a somehow familiar couch that had been gotten rid of in the manor years ago. And there’s your old beanbag chair, from before you even came to the manor, old toys you thought you’d lost, weapons in cases along the wall, pictures of your family, old and new- and books. Every book you’ve had or ever wanted to read, books that were never written or books that have yet to be written. 

And it feels safe. 

Well before a teen crashes in through a window and almost breaks one of the shelves while bleeding green everywhere. 

[v-i-r-i-d-i-a-n]

Someone needs to get Joel off of Minecraft building this many “biggest buildings” can’t be good for the mental health

[ricky-mortis]

Curtwen Week Day 6: Happy Ending

[not-equippedforthis]

H: can i wear...sunglasses and ear defenders?

W: yeah, wear whatever you want, mate.

H: ...fine.

W: hmm ^^

deadass what if i just started crying

[buglaur]

this is kit, please commission some art from them on social bunny 🙏

[variksel]

im a fan of dnd In the sense that i cant min-max for shit, i hate spell components, i still dont know how to make subclasses work and when i dm i go "yeah thats funny you can just do that or whatever." im a fan of dnd in the sense that i listen to dungeons and daddies and the adventure zone and legends of avantris