#keep your splits

[simple-persica]

Any bride would be worried about getting shown up by their bridesmaid

[the-meme-monarch]

happy birthday to my friends and i’s knight chara and strange someone frisk aus/theories :]

hi for undertale reasons i don’t like any combination of shipping chara frisk and asriel. if you ship them go away 👍

[crystalpallette]

so I finished side order recently

[emergingghost]

"I had the pleasure of designing and illustrating the long sleeve for @julienrbaker’s merch capsule by @slowdowndrygoods for her current tour. This work was really special to me and I have some words about it if you’d care to continue reading As soon as Eli asked if I wanted to make something I knew I wanted it to have a nostalgic warmth. The whole project involving Memphis folks is already so special, I wanted to contribute to that in the most authentic way possible. We had the idea to run with a candle as the main focal point. I love illustrating rooms, furniture, and domestic scenes of all kinds (as I have emphasized ad nauseam through my tattoo work) The life and memories held within four walls can feel electric and evoke such varying emotions from person to person. Drawing particular spaces from memory, I find, adds a surreal and dreamlike quality that transforms it from specific to personal, reflecting and highlighting elements of a room that have stuck with me over the year, moving through and away from them. It is all at once vulnerable, specific, vague, and inviting. This space is inspired by The Seven House back in Memphis where I’d seen so many shows, seen Julien perform with The Star Killers and Forrister, and so many other keystones in the scene at that time. I included a bunch of other stuff that’s not so specific to The Seven House but to Julien herself. So, that said, there’s a lot of memories crammed into this room that I hold in my heart and now you can carry it with you too A few things I snuck in here include a painting by @arielwolfebaldwin, a smith7 sticker, Julien’s beloved Beans, a Dunkin’ Donuts cup, a picture of the Memphis College of Art building, and more. I don’t usually sign my drawings but I sort of put myself in here, in a more pictorial / literal sense. I also fully remember the 7 house having a busted standee of a basketball player? Can anyone confirm this? Anyway, now you know what your merch means. Thanks again for asking me to be a part of this, Eli. And thanks to Julien for always carrying your friends with you. Much love Layout and formatting for print by @mrdrewryan Thanks @smith7_wicker for all the memories" - via tattoosbyclover

[lightkrets312]

to the people who write summaries and wikis with thorough breakdowns of all the lore and media for a series that breaks it up into 20 different formats: you are doing fantastic work, may it remain intact and accessible well into the future, I owe you my life

to the people that decide splitting your series into 20 different media formats with critical lore in most/all of them is a good idea:

ARCHIVE YOUR SHIT IMMEDIATELY, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING.

[can-of-slorgs]

I'm personally blaming @starbiology and everyone who has reblogged or commented the other piece for this.

Bonus comic featuring my grundo:

[kaibacorpintern]

[Jishin Kaminari Kaji Kyoudai: 3]

Summary: There are times when Mokuba sees too much of Gozaburo in Seto. But he can only bite his tongue so long.

Word Count: 7.5k of 19k | Rating: T | Gen

He would walk into the house and find the room where Seto was, and he would open the door and find… someone. A chimera, sewn together from three tenses: the poisonous blood of the past and the blind eyes of the future and the tight, trembling flesh of the present.  Isono materialized from the depths of the house, with a face as bland as a mannequin’s. “What will it be today, Mokuba-sama? Hiking or kayaking?” Mokuba threw him a look. Silently he discarded one of the many possible Setos he might have found. Seto still schemed and lied and manipulated, but he had long left that black mirror-blade behind: look what you made me do. Making that kind of argument offended his pride and his sense of self-control. He was not trying to bait Mokuba into falling into any secret traps of blame. If he was still trying to send Mokuba away, then he was just hiding. Maybe. “Where's Niisama?” he said. “He has asked not to be disturbed,” Isono said. “You people are always telling me I can’t see him,” Mokuba retorted, and he slid into the house.

A/N: Last chapter of the kaiba bros fic I wrote for @rainstormcolors, right in time for Kaiba's birthday! I love kaiba brothers i could write about kaiba brothers forever. enjoy! likes, nice comments, and reblogs are always welcome!

[my-pjo-stuff]

What do you think of the Lost Trio?

What do you think about the powers of demigod?

I feel like Rick went a little overboard with all the powers he gave Percy unlike the other children of the Big Three, especially Jason and Thalia they are children of the King of the Gods but their powers are quite weak

Imma be for real here- I think them to be rather boring and bland. I do really enjoy the concepts they have- especially Jason with his background in Camp Jupiter- but so far I find them not really that nicely explored? I also feel like Rick tried to sort of shove them in the Percy/Annabeth/Grover dynamic, which I think doesn't really work with them. He clearly tries to make Jason x Piper a thing, yet he doesn't really seem to explore the "altered memories" angle that much? Like, Piper doesn't really know Jason. All of her memories with him are fake. Jason doesn't remember anything at all. Those two do not know eachother at the end of the day, not really. It think it would have been cooler to see Piper being a bit horrefied by the fact that her mind was just messed with to the point of developing feelings for this stranger. Jason shouldn't just immideatly be all over her from the start too. Have the grow together overtime as they get to know eachother and bond. I also think we should get more into Leo, he solved his issues with his fire a bit too easily if you ask me. I also think he's a bit too similar to Lance from Voltron imo, be it an accident or not. What if we explore the angle of demigods genuinly hating their powers? Wishing to not have them anymore, or be mortal instead? Most demigod's don't want to be demigods, but we don't have any character to really explore that with yet.

As for demigod powers I made a post about this already, to summarize it quickly: I think it's just a classic case of power creep, where Rick needed to present more dangerous enemies and thus needed to make his heroes more powerful too. And Percy's balls deep in plot armour anyway, to the point of bordering Mary Sue territories at times.

[marlenacantswim]

hey gang, do we all agree that ten's massive ego and god complex (or rather those traits being especially prominent in his regeneration) were a direct result of what happened in Parting of the Ways?

"marlena what the fuck do you mean" okay well think about it; ninth doctor. fresh off the time war. thinks himself unlovable, unworthy of love. just did a double genocide, including against his own people. he's returning to his old ways of lallygagging around helping humans in a more-than-desperate attempt to repress his feelings and try to mimic the person he was before the war. he's so vulnerable.

enter rose tyler. to him? she's the most amazing person in the universe. he loves her, full stop. she makes him feel like maybe he's still capable of love, but does he really trust her love for him? after all, she doesn't really know him, does she?

all that comes to a head when rose tyler becomes the bad wolf. in that moment, she sees everything. everything everything. the doctor's past, and the doctor's future. every horrible thing they did and will do.

and in that moment, with all this truth streaming constantly into her brain, most amazing person in the universe rose tyler looks at him and goes "i want to save you. you are worth saving."

bro no fucking shit ten has a motherfucking god complex, jesus christ i would too!!!

now personally i think nine would have rationalized it and been relatively Normal 'bout all that noise had he survived onwards, but unfortunately he didn't, and so when the doctor's subconscious and the universe were holding hands deciding what their new little guy should be like... well, we're already making him just for her, and she loves him.

rose tyler loves me. she loved me even when she knew me.

i'm just saying, that "Bad Wolf chose to save me" to "the laws of time are mine to command" pipeline is a straight vertical drop only a few feet long.

[that-sarcastic-writer]

Another frank smut is calling me. I’ve been thinking about this idea all week and I think I’ll finally give in to write it. Idc if if it flops or if no one reads it, at least ill be happy writing it (and fantasizing about fucking that prick again)🥰

[improbable-implosions]

This one's kinda funny, I went into affixing that patch SO sure that the design of that sword of mine, Arma, would be plenty for that patch, but the longer I stared at it doing other mends for these pants, the longer I felt it needed _something_ else, you know?

First up, we've got to stitch on the patch itself! I did some nice even straight stitches, because initially, I was planning on a little area of sashiko mending.

But, in looking at the size of the chunk of dissolvable backing I had cut, there wasn't really any patterns immediately springing to mind that'd work at a scale that small, or, so I thought after seeing how that basketweave pattern came together on an earlier piece. For context, the whole patch is roughly the size of the palm of my hand, at 3.5 inches square.

So, instead, I decided to try something a bit more complex to render than I'd really tried out before, this art of Arma! (Despite the sword's design being my work, the art in question is by @razzmatazic, who I did ask if I tried to trace, and she had no problems!) And so trace I did, tracing the outlines of the major features of the piece, namely, the outer lines, and the shapes of the gemstones.

Unfortunately, in my haste (and, admittedly, my focus, since this was much higher detail than I normally tackle around here), I didn't grab any in-progress shots of this. Still, I actually really enjoy how this came out looking, even if it doesn't perfectly evoke the design or detail of the original piece, it certainly emulates the look of Arma well enough I recognize it, and very visibly reads Cool Sword, y'know?

Next up were a few colorful rims around the edges of the front pockets! They were fraying pretty significantly, so not only does this add a fun splash of color, but it keeps me from picking the edges of these seams apart while I'm not thinking about my hands. Initially, I was going to pick a different set of colors than that turquoise and purple, based on a fun fact about my hometown, but that color scheme was just calling out to me! I decided to lean into the somewhat royal vibes and went for a different, lighter purple, with two little bits of yellow thread, which, fun fact, I actually dyed with some yellow flowers I foraged back in the boston area!

As for these two little spot-mends, they were really more an exercise in frustration. Really, I'm mostly miffed the thread broke on the original patch in the one place the hole kept trying to expand through, but hopefully that little bit of randa stitching (which looks MUCH more like randa stitching should than my previous efforts, namely on my wallet and that previous pair of pants that we detailed, the ones with the segaihana sashiko) alongside some additional reinforcement along the edge of that original yellow patch, made from some thread I scavenged from a fraying bit of denim, should keep this particular pair of shorts from getting any more fixes right on the edge of the patch that has misbehaved TWICE now!

Last but not least, while I was wrangling those pocket rims and the spot mends, I really just had the feeling that Arma would look kinda... lonely, I suppose? Centered in the framing straight stitches like that, so I improvised a little open book next to her! (She's not a sword-girl, promise, it's she/her like you'd she/her a boat) There's actually some really nice dimensionality to the book, too, with some looser stitches to emulate ruffle-able pages, and those two knots along the spine make for a pleasant, crinkled texture to the cover lines! Can you tell I'm pleased with myself for getting that just so, without any guides?

All that said, hopefully that's all the mends my poor poor jean shorts need, I swear, just as I get one set fixed, the other winds up with another hole! Don't get me wrong, I'm starting to enjoy the whole almost boro-like vibe they're developing, with all these overlapping mends, but I'd like them to develop it slower, thanks! (And yes, I do plan to wear these at LEAST until they look like I've quilted them back together, they're comfy!)

[nellasbookplanet]

I just caught up with ep 63 and I'm fucking vibrating. The difference of the Bor'dor reveal and the Dusk reveal! Dusk spending their entire time with the party stirring up drama, once caught out still openly provoking and trying to find an angle to straight up kill Fearne's parents, and the party still struggling to find every reason to let them go, let them live. And Dusk never gave a shit. Why would they! They were a fey assassin! And still the Hells fought and argued for them and let them walk away despite openly remaining a threat.

And then we get Bor'dor, wet paper tissue of a man, tragic backstory up to the gills, genuinely spending time to bond with them, having his little practice session with them being his proudest moment, sharing vulnerabilities. And though he drew first blood, he did it trying to run away, not kill! He did it having seen these people murder his friends and drag their dead bodies out of the hole! He was helpless on the ground, all but begging them to end him because he saw no reason to keep going! There was enough turmoil and doubt in him that he could probably have been deradicalized! He hated them but he loved them too!

And had this been early campaign, in all likelihood they would have let him live. But this is a Bell's Hells who have already been betrayed once by an ally, who lost Eshteross to the Ruby Vanguard, who lost half the fucking party to the Ruby Vanguard, who went on a grueling journey to get Laudna back, who struggled and struggled and still failed to stop Ludinus and ended up separated and scared and not knowing whether the world is about to end or not, whether their friends are alive or not.

And they were done. They did not fight for him. This is war. Were Dusk to show back up now, I doubt they’d survive the encounter.

[the-force-awakens]

"fandom is dying" is it? or is it already dead? like i don't know about you but i don't see anyone making things anymore. or if they do, they quickly tire and burn out and can't have fun with it anymore and use it as an escape, because they're stuck in a place of constant comparison: there is a certain kind of "content" (a word that makes me gag) that the new wave of 'fandom' is interested in, and that's whatever is trendy the second it's trendy for gifsets, or anything explicit for fanfiction writing. and then you also have how fanartists are treated: fic writers being compared to one another, being talked down to for how their stories ended, being run off tumblr and ao3 to the point they don't write for something that was so special for them anymore. gifmakers bust their ass making things just to have their creations stolen, get no appreciation and shares, and often have to deal with a constant stream of negativity on their sets.

the new wave of fandom just cares about what's currently trending and unsexy sex and it's so so tiring.

[44-mr-midnight-44]

Whole: playing Minecraft with his ids watching

Heart: (sees him get close to a ravine)

Heart, having existed on God's Green Earth for less than a year and a half but spawned knowing every language: (Cameron, watch out! Suicide is a commitment.)

Whole:

Whole: WHAT?

[feast-for-the-worms]

I spent a long time in hospital a short while ago for intense pain which is frequent for me. I was given very strong painkillers. Fentanyl and morphine. I was given even more morphine to take home so I could continue easing my pain. From a solid hospital, fully staffed and stocked with medication, to a warm and dry home with a soft bed to lay in.

All I could think about is how greatly someone in my position would suffer without those things. If their hospitals were destroyed and their medication was horrifically expensive, if it even existed. If they could not rely on going home to a safe bed. If they couldn't rest without wondering if it would be the last time they did.

Today I've donated 50 usd and 50 euros across a few campaigns (whichever they were asking for). It probably isn't the "wise" decision for me. I will need to explain to people why I cannot pay them right now and ask for leniency. But I know I will have a roof over my head, food to eat, and pain relief to keep me comfortable. I am grateful that even in my position I can still give to those in need because I am not threatened by such horrors for doing so.

If you read this all, thank you. Please donate 5 dollars or euros to the next fundraiser you see. Just do that thing today to help someone toward a place of safety and survival.

[lesbiradshaw]

theo & liam + conversations about trust throughout season 6