#nothing in-depth

[locusfandomtime]

The maths fandom is wild. “Real” and “imaginary” numbers? I think you mean canon and non-canon. You guys seriously go “this is my number oc his name is i and he is the square root of -1” when in numbers canon lore it’s actually impossible to square root a negative but sure whatever. “Complex numbers”? I think you mean a character x oc ship. “f(x) = 3x - 5”? That is self-insert fanfiction.

[ohgaylor]

castles crumbling 🤝 nothing new 🤝 the archer 🤝 dear reader 🤝 mirrorball 🤝 anti-hero 🤝 coney island 🤝 you're on your own kid 🤝 this is me trying

[artilite]

have a lion dance for these trying times ♥♥

[poorlittleyaoyao]

from this poll

[theelmoarchive]

Marbles,,, if you care

Ignore the very poor quality i don't wanna have to take better pictures

[cometshift]

it's me and my extremely specific 'subspace saw zuka almost like a parental figure before zuka left blackrock' headcanon against the world

[s0fter-sin]

something happening on a mission, something personal that has soap spiralling; panic and rage making him reckless, thoughtless, and ghost has to draw the line

“you’re compromised johnny; you know what that means?”

“you’re not pulling me out,” soap immediately snarls. he turns on him and ghost barely recognises him; venomous fear turning his eyes to unyielding ice. "you're not sidelining me; i need to be in this-!"

but ghost has never been afraid of venom; spat or dripped straight from bared fangs.

he snakes out a hand grip the back of his neck, jerking him in a rough shake. "if you can't think, you can't be a soldier," he growls and he flinches like he's been struck.

his lips quiver as they twist in a sneer and he wrenches, trying to free himself of his hold.

ghost doesn't let him.

"it means you give your body to me because your head ain't fucking attached to it anymore."

soap stills, body trembling beneath his hand as he sucks in shaking breaths.

he tightens his grip, pulling him closer and digs his forehead hard into his. “it means you give yourself to me so i can have the weapon that you are and use you the way you're meant to be used."

the ice in soap's eyes fractures.

ghost’s voice drops to a whisper, spoken only to johnny, not this facade of vengeance and pain, and wills it to reach him through the glaciers.

“so i can keep you safe ‘til it’s done and i can bring you back.”

[zarvasace]

Don’t mind me, just reposting the Counterbalance illustrations as a batch… I like some of them more than others but I like seeing them all together

Ksjrnflskenflskfneksjnfjeksfn I love them. This fic was an insane experience.

[blooming-basil]

And I guess what does and doesn't define my lore when it comes to our brain and body's history is really interesting; it's Boy Scout trips (and really wanting to be a Boy Scout, since we went with family), it's the long days of summer camp (specifically the camps focused on, like... field trips, sleepaway, swimming... and the snow cone truck, and free swim Fridays... my friends and I making impossible hopscotch and the summer sun being too bright to see through... watching the other kids go through the secret tunnel they found in our cabin...), it's our pet turtles and blowing bubbles out of the second story window, it's all of those times living with our relatives and preferring to hang out with their dogs, it's climbing the peach tree because I will not show up to my grandmother's house without something fresh from our yard, it's the unrecognized parts of our conditions (physical, mental, neurological, developmental...), it's deciding that quiet reading is much better than socializing, it's inhaling book after book about feline society and fairy novels and dog facts and anything else we could get our hands on, it's library trips with arts and crafts, it's playing our DS in the car after a family gathering (you know, being so tired because I sat in a room all by myself playing with a wooden bunny puzzle on the floor), it's the beach and almost getting swept away by the waves, it's a looming fear with no face and no name and no sound... it's trampolines, it's birthday parties, it's museums (but not the one we worked at...), it's being bad at sports but amazing at card and board games because strategy comes so much easier than moving, it's-

Half of this is just me describing being disabled, huh...?

Finding out where you exist in your system's lifetime is... strange. Like, well, I found out that I probably formed during our preteen to early teen years! Hence my, you know... being twelve.

My system has a tendency to "recycle" the consciousnesses that no longer serve a defined purpose... so while it's true I wasn't always "Basil", I was always... me. This pocket of memories and functions just got a new coat of paint (identity). It all kind of fits into place, you know?

I feel like I like a lot of what we liked then, and dislike what we disliked. I have a lot of vivid memories of things like summer camp and school that blend in with my source memories very easily, to make up for the things my brain forgot about or dissociated from (such as going on camp trips and, instead of sitting next to my friend of the day, I'm next to Sunny... or instead of our past campmates, I'm playing dodgeball- and dodging for my life- against Kel and Aubrey... or Kel getting banned from the fire pit for obvious reasons... or the snapping turtles! I know Sunny loved them; he'd just stare into the water looking for them, and I- wait, okay, this isn't memories story time, I'm sorry!).

It's all really light and nostalgic. I don't have everything from back then, of course! I know others in my system have things that just don't fit with my "lore" (our brain loves very neat categories, so anything that doesn't really align with the experiences I most relate to don't get given to me; it creates a very linear, separated narrative where nothing can be out of place).

... that was also when we started realizing we were not cis. Or straight. Maybe that's why my whole deal is just... sheer panic right now. What am I? I have no idea! Haha... ha... h..........................

[dadbastiandisaster]

It’s so cute seeing other fandoms complain about their really good anime adaptations meanwhile s1 and 2 of Kuro are just… bad. Just an absolute dumpster fire. Like I’m seeing people complaining because some of the Hellsing characters were drawn slightly differently in Ultimate, I’m seeing BSD fans talk about how they ever so slightly tweaked this one panel from the manga.

Babygirl, they added a whole two and a half seasons of non-canon wacko nonsense. They added a naked dog-man. They spoiled a major plot twist of the manga. They took a hacksaw to like three whole characters personalities. They added the Alice in Wonderland OVA.

[suntails]

pietà

[hecksupremechips]

Mizuki and Date though like. Imagine being 8 and your parents are filthy rich and going through a bad divorce. Your mom treats you like shit, lashing out at you, hitting you, saying she wishes you were never born all because you were behaving like a child. Your dad is more comforting, but he doesn’t do anything to stop the abuse and he spends his time invested in a completely different family, a girl who you love and look up to but he loves her more than you and it fucking shows. Then your dads new friend, some fucking bachelor in his late 20s, is just like "wow you guys are the worst fucking parents ive ever seen" and next thing you know your dad is sending you off to live with him. And it’s just a massive kick in the head cuz you go from a rich lifestyle to living in some really shitty tiny ass apartment with this guy who’s clearly never been around a child in his entire life and he doesn’t know how to behave and does a really bad job of censoring himself like he has a bunch of dirty magazines that he can’t hide very well cuz it’s literally a studio apartment and also he talks to himself sometimes, it’s really weird. He doesn’t even have the slightest clue what he’s doing

And he’s the best parent you’ve ever had

Because fuck, it all really hurts. You have to cope with having never received any love from anyone, and with the fact that your parents clearly don’t want you and can’t even be bothered to send you with anyone even kinda responsible. And this guy has a scary job with crazy hours and you don’t know anything about him and neither does he. But still, he never once hits you or tells you you’re not allowed to cry. He just gives you space and doesn’t push you to feel any sort of way about him. And sometimes, he’s even kind. He makes you some stew, even though it’s a bit chunky. He lets you sleep in the bed and takes the couch for himself, even though he complains about the massive back pain he’d never trade his spot for a second. He pays attention to events at your school and gives you your favorite stuffed animal when you make good grades, even though you called it ugly. He gets worried sick when you come home with bruises and puts on a goofy voice and trains you to defend yourself and you develop some highly deadly skills and even though it’s really abnormal, he buys you a bench press so you can get stronger. There’s this distance there, and you feel really weird caring about someone who you aren’t related to, but you find yourself wishing it was meant to be like this all along, that maybe, he’s secretly your real dad and he loves you like his real daughter

And when you say "I’m back" he says "welcome home"

[blueskittlesart]

at a certain point i think we need to acknowledge that art is very rarely created accidentally. if you can see a theme in a work than that theme was, more likely than not, at least somewhat intentional on behalf of the creator. you don't put a piece of yourself out into the world without thinking about what it means at least a little bit.

[ghostlyboysstories]

Writeblr introduction!!!

Hi!! I write original works and am happy to ramble about my ocs or writing to anyone who asks(I’m dying to share help-).

You can call me Rufus!(I swear if I get they both die at the end notes from this-)

I’m an adult, but I don’t really do 18+ content besides swearing and innuendo/dark humor. So I’d say my content is rated Mature, but not Explicit.

My pronouns are he/him!

Fun fact, my favorite color is dark neon-ish blue!

Can’t wait to post more original stories here!!

Stay spooky!

[katheyn]

Classic Zosan story...Except!

Personally, I like the Zosan idea of; regardless of who actually catches feelings first, Sanji, being the "love cook," is the one to become self-aware of said feelings first.

I'm thinking probably Thriller Bark/3D2Y would make it sink in for him.

But because this man has some of the worst self-esteem (excluding cooking ability) of anyone in One Piece, he just tsundre pines for the swordsman. Because he can't seem to picture anyone actually caring about him like that.

Zoro, on the other hand..... let's be real. Outside of battle, he can be one dense mosshead. I'm like 99% sure the guy doesn't really stop to think about things like romantic love. 100% that he only really turned on the platonic and familial love parts of his brain after becoming a Straw Hat. Guy was focused on being the Greatest Swordsman.

Since Zoro can be a bit slow on the uptake if he doesn't think he needs to understand something; i.e. knowing where "north" is, ocean currents, a person's past, etc. I'm pretty sure it would take awhile for him to 1) notice he felt something at all, 2) Realize it wasn't like what he feels for other crew members, 3) Figure out it isn't just annoyance/rivalry, 4) Eventually work out what it actually is(possibly with some help).

Granted there is always A LOT going on with the Straw Hat Crew, so having time to contemplate potential "feelings" especially when one may not realize there is anything to contemplate....

I'm thinking Zoro hits #3 on the way to Wano while the Sanji Retrival Team is dealing with Whole Cake Island. But only has the #4 realization with the Death Pact. Either during the call or upon waking up after battle.

TLDR: Low self-esteem romantic falls for his rival with the emotional intelligence of a mossy rock. Everyone suffers.

[geekgirles]

I'm obsessed with the fact that Amalia and Yugo have individual thrones while Armand and Aurora had to share (I don't have a screenshot for it, but if anyone could add one, I'd really appreciate it).

That's right, babies! You show 'em how to be a literal power couple!