#just trying to figure it out

[kikizoshi]

Okay, so let me see if I've got this right...

When liking a piece of media and wanting to engage with it online, you:

If you're a visual artist: make fanart, animatics, edits, etc.

If you're a writer: make fanfiction, analyses, theories, etc.

If you meme: make memes, wow people with your comedic brilliance

If you're not creative: appreciate others' creations with insightful complements and otherwise engage in convos about the media

If you're a non-creative, head empty, no thoughts, only brainrot: scream incoherently into the Discord

In summary: pick a point of passion and run with it.

[crescentbunny]

Specreqs 2023 reveals are out, and as you can tell, my piece was Shaeed centric. If you enjoy two damaged people wishing they weren't perfect for one another - then this is a story for you!

“Dammit, Zaeed—” she tried unsuccessfully to pry his fingers from her. “Fine. You just get it, ok? You get what it’s like to make sick decisions and live with them, and you don't feed me a bunch of bullshit to make it better. It’s not better, it’s never better. You don’t look at me like you pity me, and you don’t look at me like you are begging me to save you.” She finished her little tirade with a higher pitch than she would have liked.

He was gazing up at her with an inscrutable emotion on his face now, and she desperately wished she could rewind the last few seconds.

Finally he nodded, just a quick incline of his chin before he pulled his hands away to tuck them behind his head again.

Agitation creeped through her blood, trying to suffocate the lust smoldering there. “Wait, that’s it? All that wheedling and you give me a bro nod. What the fuck, Zaeed?”

He shrugged. “I thought you might cry about daddy issues or something. I didn’t think it would be that deep. Now I don’t know what to say.”

“Well holy shit, I’ve made Zaeed ‘stories’ Massani at a loss for words. Sorry to burst your bubble, but you’re the only old fart I’ve ever fucked.”

[a1sart]

if there's one thing this last episode has affirmed for me about Alastor it's that he FUCKING HATES being reminded that he's not the most powerful creature in hell.

Like, he hates being ignored by Carmilla when she says she doesn't care why he was gone

He hates Lucifer ON SIGHT

He threatens to KILL Husk when he dares to mention that Alastor is working for someone more powerful than him

and now this.

Alastor freaking out because he almost died. Something almost killed him. He can fucking die. There is something more powerful than him out there. And it's not something he can ignore or brush off because it almost killed him.

Alastor hates the reminder that he's not as powerful as he tells people he is. He isn't indestructible, he isn't invincible. And he fucking hates that.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The squad of all time has arrived on scene.

[panthermouthh]

“Accursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust?”

[faelapis]

gang whats the most thorough list of vetted fundraisers for gaza?

also, if someone is NOT already vetted, whats a good way to submit names/users for vetting?

[dazzelmethat]

Cricket Cat concept. Do you see it? Do you see my vision? I don't think they'd purr or meow, just chirp with their wings.

[hinamie]

spiraling

[foxofninetales]

One of the big differences I've noticed from getting into Chinese dramas is how spoiled you get from gifsets of shows you've never watched. You see a gifset from an American show of one person cradled in another person's arms, pierced with multiple arrows and spitting blood, and suddenly you've been spoiled for a major character death. You see the same thing in a Chinese drama and you've gained a net zero information wise.

[allimili]

"Let's meet again next Halloween..."

[onesidedradiostatic]

stayed gone but you're the sinners watching/listening

(AKA I spend an unnecessary amount of time editing)

[xandrikart]

The most beautiful thing about Drawtectives is that you can choose any combination and you will be right. But no way I'm ignoring a beautiful garb next to York.

[barghest-land]

little one

[humming-fly]

The 2D vs 3D contrast of the sonic and shadow generation hubworlds cracks me up the more I think about it

Bonus:

[pants-lint]

Just had a Thought and now I'm curious. What's you guy's strangest comfort media? It doesn't have to be strange as in like creepy/fucked up/whatever, it can just be smthn a lil odd.

[aroaceleovaldez]

i have suddenly become obsessed with a theme that HoO established but never proceeded to extrapolate on, which is:

You are Percy Jackson, and you have been swapped with a boy who was allegedly everyone's favorite person, but they have decided to replace him with you. They just met you. You stand next to his best friend and the people he's known his entire life. In his home. In his cloak. In his place. They stopped looking for him.

You are Jason Grace, and you have just found out you have a long lost sister who completely replaced you in her life with this girl you just met. Your lives and personalities are mirrors. She is you, living the life you were robbed of.

You are Annabeth Chase, and you have just become starkly aware that you have been inhabiting the void left behind by your best friend's long lost brother. You and Luke were just replacements for him. Now you have to look him in the eyes when he has nothing and know you took that life from him.

You are Piper McLean, and you have just found out your relationship is fake and built entirely on the memories of Annabeth Chase. You have been given a boyfriend when hers has been taken away. You have no idea how much of it is real or not but regardless you feel like if your relationship isn't exactly in their image that you have failed.

You are Leo Valdez, and you have just learned that you are the echo of your great-grandfather. You are not your own person. You just exist to be a mirror of him. A doppelganger. An actor and stunt double facing all the danger he never had to but wearing his face. To be there for his best friend decades later simply because he couldn't. You are playing a role. A seventh wheel and a pawn for a goddess who carefully sculpted your entire life for her own purposes.

You are Hazel Levesque, and the only reason you are alive is because your brother couldn't save your his sister. You are a consolation prize. An apology. Your existence here is misplaced in every way but you inhabit it anyways.

You are Frank Zhang, and you are a shapeshifter. Inhabiting your own body feels strange and clumsy when you could be literally anything at any time. You are anything and everything and live your life with the simple certainty of knowing exactly how you will die.