#so many ellipses.............................

[bittersweetresilience]

woah… hey. 🐚☁️🐝

HHJEHKHGJEHHEJHEJEHE GOOD MORNING NICOLE... i cradle your face in my hands...

🐚 ⇢ do you like or dislike surprises?

i like them!!! but i also like spoilers!!! i would like anything from spouses...

☁️ ⇢ what made you choose your username?

i already answered this for bittersweetresilience... i also remember telling you about noctie the other day but in case you forgot it's short for nocturnal. because. we are creatures of the shadow. handshake.

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

YOU FISHERMAN!!!!!!!!!! WELL I'LL TAKE THE BAIT BECAUSE I LOVE YOU

@mostmagical ⇢ my beloved... my mostbeloved... my late night picnic lover... staringhearts one million... nicole is the best at shakarian and the best at music and never too red for me... and i will hold your hands forever... as long as nicole will keep me in her pocket...

@ninadove @uji @teafig @hartwign ⇢ MY DEAR SWEET RENJING FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i would be nowhere without you 🥺😭 i love nina's enthusiasm for such an exciting variety of things... ishi's neverending fountain of love and passion for renjing... teafig's lively and supportive enabling... hartwig's insanity and beautiful art for every fandom she's in... i hold your hands... the renjing connection...

@asukiess @heartfulselkie @coffeebanana AND I LOVE ALL MY SPOUSES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! spouses don't have to be into renjing to be my number one emotional support always and forever!!!!!!! i love you so much... i cry all over you... and share my fried rice... and my bagels... we are kissing in the kitchen for infinity...

[edorazzi]

I’ve followed you for a long time and your tintin stuff always looked so cool so I’ve been curious is tintin a book or a show if someone wanted to get into it where do you think they should start?

It's Tintin Day again, and an EXCELLENT question from a poor unsuspecting soul who fell right into my trap!!! >:3c

I've compiled a basic Tintin menu with some ways the character differs between depictions - not fully comprehensive but a nice selection of flavours! 🍦

Personally I'd recommend the 2011 Spielberg movie as a starting point; it's the most standalone piece of media and a real love letter to the whole franchise. Plus it's breathtakingly gorgeous, whether you enjoy the plot or not it's worth it for the visuals alone!!!

If you choose to continue - I'd pick either the comic books (the source media!) or the 1991 Ellipse/Nelvana cartoon series, which closely retells many of the same stories but shuffles the timeline around and generally sanitises things for a young audience. My late paternal grandparents rented the VHS tapes from the library whenever we visited - it's so very, very cute and has a real soft place in my heart! 💖

The 60s live-action movies are lovely; but less accessible and probably better with preexisting knowledge of the franchise. The 50s Belvision cartoon... exists. And we don't talk about 1929 Tintin, he isn't real and he can't hurt us.

I hope this is helpful, or at least fun! And it's important to remember that while the comics do contain period-typical racism, xenophobia and other outdated views; part of the joy is watching Hergé's deeply conservative stance change as 50 years of research took him around the world meeting real people and learning about their experiences. He shared his own education through Tintin and that's such an important thing!!! 🌎✨

[velvees-archive]

can we talk about how insane 3-5 was from a narumitsu and feenris enjoyer’s perspective?

i have so many thoughts on bridge to the turnabout and miles’ top tier emotional repression throughout that case, because if the person who altered the course of my life asked ME to defend an ex they braved climbing a freezing cold mountain for and were still very obviously hung up on, i would fucking throw up. don’t even get me started on iris, miles, the psychelock scene, and the “what is mr. wright to you?” call out.

the generous use of ellipses does NOT help bro’s case.

also important: the framing of these exchanges reads like a romance novel. the love triangle? the silent resignation and unspoken words? edgeworth’s insistence that iris disclose the events of night prior with him so he can help she and phoenix reunite? the same guy who doesn’t give a damn about romance literally wingmanning phoenix for chump change?! look me in the eyes and tell me miles wasn’t even a little bit affected by this.

that “so you say” and “anyway, it seems to me like there’s something going on between the two of you” is bitter as hell. do not lie to me.

i will admit my enthusiasm stems in part from the beast that is my narumitsu getting together hc, whispering scary things into my ear like miles first subconsciously acknowledges his feelings for phoenix after larry’s call. he rushes back to the states with no intent to act on them, they simply exist in a vacuum and in perpetuity, as much a part of him as his history, or his limbs. he has no plans of exploring the tightness in his chest but then phoenix asks him for a favor. a big one. there’s a glint in his eye and his voice is tinged with desperation and oh he never had any hopes to begin with but he still feels like something’s died inside him because of course phoenix wants him to defend her and of course phoenix hasn’t removed her acolyte hood from his person and of course—

do you see the vision? the only thing that matches 3-5’s angst potential is 7 yg, and i’d say 3-5 touches upon the 7 yg dynamic already.

[front-facing-pokemon]

[seekers-who-are-lovers]

Volume 2 features landscapes on episodes 3 and 4. Kazuki and Miri walking along the Naka Riverbank. It includes the first CD drama episode about Kazuki and Rei’s first meeting courtesy of Kyutaro. (—>> Part 2)

[Rei ran away from the organisation and then the hotel staff after finding out that his credit card was rendered “unusable.” [Probably because of his father.] He was homeless for a while and able to dodge a kidnapping/murder from other syndicate members [Something to do with ransom money, Rei as the hunted?]. Then Kazuki appeared per Kyutaro’s order. [It was, according to Kyu, K’s “last chance.”] K and Rei fought until the latter passed out because of hunger. Kazuki brought Rei food, who couldn’t guess what he was eating … In the end they introduced themselves like we heard them in the beginning. Kazuki: “Nice to meet you, Hikikomori”; in which Rei replied: “Nice to meet you too, Couch-crasher.” {Take note of the background graphics, I am seeing blueprints/stamps of musical notes, checkered sheets, French dictionary highlighting entries on philosopher Jean-Jacques Rousseau }Waiting for @marcarella-pizza’s translation if some of my hunches are correct.]

Here is Volume 1

Note: Please link back when using the pics for editing or other purposes and they stay on Tumblr. Thanks.

[potatobugz]

here's a few things I drew 2day. no I am definitely not starting a nother project what makes you say that

[jimmyandthegiraffes]

[a-sketchy]

hm. "sorry for bringing it up" or vague "sorry for what i did", or both...? this is really interesting... especially kanji's "*sigh* eh, whatever", which is exactly the response of being the bigger person when faced with a vague half-hearted apology. this definitely isn't a satisfying payoff for the campout, but it's something, more than i was expecting, and im not entirely sure what to make of it

[skitter-queen]

Name the wormblrinas you enjoy hanging out with

i would NEVER enjoy hanging out with a wormblrina (im not sick & twisted) but if i lived in a big house with all my blogger friends. well lets just say. i would make sure it had a number man room

[pirdmystery]

truly embarrassing stuff

[misscrawfords]

Tagged by @jedbartlet to add 10 gifts from my 10 favourite shows and then tag some people. Thank you!

Tagging: @whenthegoldrays @itspileofgoodthings @autumnrose11 @buildarocketboys

The Hour

Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries

Chuck

Vincenzo

Doctor Who

Downton Abbey

Alchemy of Souls

Alias

Death in Paradise

New Girl

[blackvahana]

Very much, and I think I posted something about this before, understanding the "The Inevitable" being an epithet solely in myself as Dei and not shared with unincarnated selves. I was taking a trip around... past tense future tense ANVD, also meditating on the whole... well. my entire path in creating it has been following instructions set by myself when i created it. As in. I created it, which left the instructions for me to create it. I was struggling a little with the question of "if I didnt plan and make it and am following a cyclical form of creating it, then am i really its creator" - less struggling with that, more struggling to word why i havent been worried about that... but the answer does come down to the Sky Library (I am of it and it is the coding. I am the coding itself of ANVD, thats why it needs me) as well as my specific interplay of Cause and Effect and Polarity. Like it needs me, because I'm Polarity as a Creator now with access to Cause and Effect through being it. Im both, currently, so I have access to... both parts of the world that form the gateway to ANVD

Lev said he'd give me its real name as he knows it later, which is nice

Either way.

[walking-circles]

so excited for hrt :^)

[readypanda]

editing old writing. It's an experience culling 90% of the "uh..." "oh!" "erm," "um..." "well," because past me had a massive hesitation crutch when writing dialogue

[dreamlandxrunaway]

yall.... I think you're actually getting an update for 1cdat... no fucking way! after a year... and... some... more :')

I'm actually gonna post it in a day or two... or maybe even in less than 24h... depends on whether I feel like making a teaser or not hahahaha (ig I could aways just make the moodboard for it anyways hahaha, I'll see what happens)

Well... those are some good news about that damned smau... but.. that also means that now I have to start the second part of what was supposed to be a one parter that I separated in two once I realized that... maybe... just maybe... it's not a good idea to post a 14k+ chapter like that with the spead i write at 😭😭😭 I can't possible make ppl wait for two years... one was enough LOL

[h4zardousch3micals]

Performance of a lifetime • 5

First • Previous • Next

You know what

I'm tired and that makes me wanna be nice

Tee hee :3

———

"You need to sort out your attitude." Fennec's words replayed over and over in Glaishur's head long after the Sox had left, "We're so close to the final performance, you only have a day left, and you're still not concentrating? Audrey would not be impressed."

Though it had been nothing more than a quiet whisper - Fennec's usual speaking volume - it still felt like a knife being pushed directly into the Cold Monster's heart. He was trying his best! Concentrating was just so difficult sometimes, why couldn't Fennec see that? Is focusing really that easy for everyone else? Maybe there's something wrong with him...

He lay on his back - staring at the red-yellow striped ceiling - for what felt like hours, mulling it over. Not even watching Galvana and Vhamp play some adorable game of pretend nearby could fully pry him away from his dejected thoughts, but it was a welcome distraction nonetheless.

"You good there, Glaish'?" A voice came from what appeared to be some kind of fort made of a blanket draped over some chairs, "You haven't moved for quite a while."

Glaishur flinched, but quickly calmed down when he realised who was speaking to him, "Oh, hey, 'Vigg. Yeah, I'm fine. What are you doing in— there?"

Loodvigg stuck their head out of the shadows and shrugged, "Honestly, I have no idea. Those two wanted me to be here for some game they're playing, and they get upset every time I try to leave."

"Oh. Pffft, kids, eh?" Glaishur joked, despite the fact that they were basically kids themselves.

"You can say that again."

Meanwhile, something in the two youngests' game seemed to change pace, and suddenly they were approaching the blanket fort as though they were expeditioners about to enter a dangerous cave. Vhamp took on the role of the more bold of the two - inching forward courageously - while Galvana trailed behind, holding up a (somewhat poorly made) cardboard star badge.

"Oh, I see where this is going..." Loodvigg chuckled, "Sherif Galvie and her trusty steed Vhamp were out wandering the desert when they encountered - A RUNAWAY TRAIN!"

He growled dramatically and flung himself forward; a blanket got caught on his skull and pushed his hair back into an awkward shape. Vhamp and Galvana squealed and bounced about like a pair of excited puppies. Loodvigg playfully roared and pretended to swipe at them - until the pair ganged up on him and bowled him to the ground.

Glaishur couldn't help but smile. Even if he still had a lot on his mind, seeing the normally bad-tempered Loodvigg stumble about with a stupid expression on his face was undeniably heartwarming.

"D'aww," Leyera commented as she wriggled past, a cardboard box gripped tightly in her tentacles.

Immediately, Loodvigg bolted upright and gently lowered the two kids to the ground. He folded his arms and huffed, trying and failing to seem disinterested, "Howdy, Leyera. I mean— Howdy, runaway train! Uh, I mean, Um, uh- nevermind."

Glaishur also sat up and glanced at her with a puzzled expression, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing much, just coming through with some stuff." They muttered, disinterested. They were always a little dull, but now they seemed more exhausted than ever: a few bags had formed under their eye.

Loodvigg guessed, "Fennec dumping random tasks onto you again?"

"Bingo, kiddo." She nodded, curling a few of her limbs into her equivalent of finger guns.

"Wow," Glaishur exclaimed, "He must be really unhappy with you to be this passive agressive."

"He sure is. And to be honest, I kinda deserve it."

"Why don't you just tell him to knock it off?" Loodvigg asked, "If Scaratar can do it, you can too."

"Loodvigg! I just had this conversation with Attmoz the other day!" Glaishur hissed, appalled.

"What? I'm right, right?!" He protested. Galvana tugged on his arm, asking to join in the game of pretend again, but he gently nudged her away, "Not now, Galvie. Go back to playing with Vhamp, I'll be back in a little bit."

"Ugh, look, kiddo." Leyera just sighed, "I've sure as hell thought about it. But the consequences aren't worth it. It's different when one of you kids does it."

"Huh? But, that doesn't make any sense!" Glaishur uttered. It really didn't: Leyera's been here so much longer than them, and their psychic magic is much more useful to putting on a good show than their little elemental tricks! Why would they deserve such special treatment?

"It's because you're g—" Leyera slammed one of their forelimbs across where their mouth would be, "Nevermind. Just don't question it."

Before either of them could protest, they turned and began to wriggle away; a few angry words - too quiet to hear yet clearly bitter - escaping them. However, before they left the room, there came a sound. The quick, methodical thundering of a little pawsteps that rapidly got louder and louder until...

"HI, LEYERA!" A blue spider-like monster leapt forward, crashing into the spaghetti monster with a suprising amount of force.

"CRUV'LAAPHT'S EYES!" Leyera cried. She flopped to the ground with a mix of a 'thud' and a 'squelch'. The box she was carrying ended up flung to the side, it's contents (which turned out to be bunting, posters and a bundle of multicolored streamers) spilling out onto the floor, "Copper? What the hell?!"

"OOPS! SORRY!" They scuttled backwards.

"It's alright." She slowly pulled herself upright, adjusted her crooked collar and whispered 'no need to shout' under her breath', "What do you want, anyway? You only do that when you have something to show me."

"YES! EXACTLY THAT! I JUST HAD THE COOLEST IDEA EVER—OH, HEY, GUYS!" They cried, trailing off as they noticed the presence of other monsters. They waved at Loodvigg and Glaishur, who just stared on awkwardly.

"And what would that be? Can it wait?" Leyera asked, suspicious.

"NO - I NEED TO TELL YOU NOW! WELL, UM UM UM UM..." Copper hopped excitedly from foot to foot, trying to get their racing thoughts together, "I CAN'T EXPLAIN IT ALONE. I NEED A HAND!"

"From who?"

"Uh—" They took a deep breath and finally spoke in an inside voice. "Loodvigg, Glaishur, have either of you two seen Furnoss anywhere?"

They looked at eachother, and Loodvigg hesitantly muttered, "I think I saw him over by the obstacle course a little while ago?"

Glaishur nodded, confirming this.

"GREAT!" Copper scampered away again, leaving the other three monsters to just stand there in stunned silence. After about thirty seconds of uncomfortable nothingness, they finally returned. Furnoss shuffled awkwardly behind them, practically being dragged by the small magical monster.

"Uh, what did you need me for?" He asked, cringing at the way their three eyes glittered and bulged as they looked up at him. He glanced over at Loodvigg and Glaishur and mouthed a 'hello', but made no sound.

"I need a flame." They declared.

"Copper..." Leyera narrowed her eye, "You better not be doing something dumb."

"I'm not, I swear!"

Furnoss looked at the ground, his expression nervous, "I don't know, I'm still not good at controlling my powers."

"Please! Please! Please!" Copper made their eyes big and round, trying (and failing) to seem convincing.

Furnoss seemed to almost shrink beneath their gaze, "Uh, okay?"

"Great!" Their legs wiggled excitedly as they reached into a nearby crate and held out a red firework, "Now, you just need to light up this part and—"

"Are they seriously—" Glaishur began.

"They wouldn't—" Loodvigg added.

But before either of them could fully react, Leyera zipped forward and snatched up the potential hazard, "Copper! Oh, by the titans, Copper, what were you thinking? You can't light fireworks indoors!"

"..." They blinked, "Oh. Oops."

"Yeah, oops. I swear to the Colossals, it's like I have to take care of yet another annoying kid whenever you're around." She growled. With a flick of her tentacles, it floated up into the air an onto a shelf out of the Bulbo's reach.

Now out of the spotlight, Furnoss stepped back and slunk behind Loodvigg, as though trying to hide from the arguing.

"Are you okay?" The shadow monster asked.

"I think so..." He mumbled quietly. Unnerved, he curled in on himself; his arms wrapped around his body to hide the soft amber glow of the flames within.

"Hey! I'm sorry!" They grumbled, "It wasn't like that back home, I could get as close to fireworks as I wanted and it never hurt anybody!"

Leyera explained, "That's because Light Island fireworks are made of pure light instead of explosives, which is too expensive to use here."

They cringed again, "I know! You don't need to tell me! I know everything about fireworks! I just— Sometimes I forget in the moment. I'm sorry."

"Just don't do it again. And also stop bugging me so much, I've got stuff I need to be doing."

*I thought you liked it when I showed you cool stuff?"

"I do, but not when I'm so busy. I'm already on Fennec's bad side, and I don't wanna make things any worse." She picked up the box with her telekinesis and put the contents back into place, "Talk to me when we pack up and the island moves again, then I'll listen."

As Leyera slithered away, Copper slumped over and stared at the ground in shame, "Okay..."

Silence took over once again. Glaishur watched the blue spider monster sink dejectedly against the floor, and he couldn't help but empathise. They just wanted someone to listen to them - he sure knew what that felt like.

"Um, I'll listen to you talk about fireworks, if you want." He offered; extending a hand to help them up.

Loodvigg agreed, "Uh, yeah, me too."

Galvana and Vhamp momentarily stopped their little game to listen.

"Fff-irework!" Galvana tested out the word; she tried to wrap her head around the new combination of syllables.

Furnoss said nothing.

"Really?" Their eyes sprung forward and went huge - like a cat being offered a treat.Glaishur offered them a small smile, "Sure."

Copper slowly rose to their feet, their entire body shaking and making a few Güiro noises as they anxiously rubbed their limbs together, "Oh. My. Phosphora! This is amazing, I can't believe it I— Okay, Copper. Calm down, deep breaths—"

"So, uh." They looked around, fidgety and perplexed, "Where should I start?"

Everyone thought for a moment, then Loodvigg pointed to the firework on the shelf and suggested, "How about you explain how those things work?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" They squeaked, "Okay, so. Inside the shell, there's these things called stars. Which is silly, because they're not stars, but that's besides the point. Anyway, these are made of colourful chemicals and stuff to make it pretty. And, and then..."

Their long infodump gave Furnoss just enough time to slink away and think about what had happened.