#sorry i took kinda a break

[stariiberry]

im back!! have wayfinders

[spoopdeedoop]

WYD WHEN MY GANG PULL UP !!!

[quirkle2]

art pieces that r incomprehensible without access to my mind

[sanfezu]

did i draw a character im playing as in starbound? …yes :D novakid oxy my beloved awawawawa <333

(i know that novakids’ cultural style is wild west, i just love these kind of shirts and i was fighting demons when changing their clothes, as i also wanted to keep the cosmic sheriff outfit)

[rashi-en]

putting down proof that I haven't died, I'm doin fine, I'll be back hopefully soon depending on some things!!

[jovenshires]

ask time!! do you have any obscure/niche headcanons of your fav ships? (whether in general or specific to a fic) i wanna know bestie!! -baflegacy

@baflegacy i was not ignoring you i promise just thinking VERY HARD. okay im gonna do specific fics bc otherwise my brain will melt like goop right out of my ears

the right side of my neck (still smells like you):

shayne and kimmy text each other immediately after work. "did he tell you" "did HE tell YOU" and meanwhile spommy are talking to each other like "oh my god those two are gonna have a fucking field day with this one"

spencer always trims tommy's hair after that whenever he asks. he's basically a hairdresser now honestly icon behavior

tommy gets confused bc all the sudden his shampoo starts getting used up and he's like ??? turns out spencer's been using it every time he showers there. "bro it smells like you." tommy just gets him his own bottle LKNDNFKNF

baby, you're a haunted house:

first official date is to a horror movie <3

they come into the office later and ALL of the crew is laughing at them. rightfully so. by the end of the day the whole office knows and is bullying them mercilessly.

shayne and kiana will take credit for getting them together until the end of their days (they didn't do anything but they pretend that they did <3)

he said baby (that's what he called me):

when tommy wakes him up for dinner they Do Not talk about it because spencer genuinely doesn't remember saying it and tommy is a nervous wreck. spencer notices but doesn't ask because tommy will talk about it when he's ready <3 also tommy makes spaghetti

they lay on the couch for the rest of the night bc tommy knows spencer's gonna be Awake now so he's gonna stay up with him. they play some video games and throw on a movie. eventually tommy falls asleep on the couch using spencer as a pillow

tommy starts packing spencer's lunch for the next day because he's manifesting he'll take care of himself better <3

they lost their minds and fought the wars;

tommy trying to teach spencer how to cook era ensues!! it does not go very well. spencer keeps almost burning down the kitchen. but tommy persists! he learns how to make more than breakfast eventually and no longer burns toasts <3

courtney asks spencer about the card bc they're nosey and so she Must. the irresistable urge to know things, just like me fr. spencer immediately goes red and tommy has to jump in to protect him from being teased for the rest of his life FKLNWNNN (it's not easy)

spencer gets some stars tattooed. that's it that's the whole headcanon. and im going crazy about it.

i could be the reason (you don't sleep at night):

they barely leave their room. for the rest of the weekend. chanse makes fun of them maliciously for this. arasha is more "go gays! gay it up!" about the whole thing.

kimmy comes over and is like "omg your bed is so tidy angela how do you do it!!" and angela doesn't have the heart to tell her she decided to be gay instead of sleeping in her own bed so she just goes "uhhh slept on top of the covers" shayne-style

they both ride in rock's car on the way home <3 and they both sleep <3 rock is also pro but anti pda in the car ya nasties

‘til our fingers decompose, keep my hand in yours:

instead of abby lee miller, spencer and tommy do horror movie-themed carves (spencer does sam trick r treat bc i said so and tommy does pinhead Also because i said so)

they also do a couple's costume bc tommy is just that bitch, respectfully. the couple from the shining methinks. tell me they wouldn't eat that up.

spencer gradually gets more comfortable with pda and tommy generally eases up. they meet in the middle <3

right where you left me:

for the next few halloweens shayne is ALWAYS on edge. just in case you know. what if he lets his guard down and it happens again. damien just comes to understand "this is gonna be how it is" and always makes sure to pay extra special attention and take care of him on halloween <3

they move like. stupidly fast in their relationship which everyone else thinks is a little. strange. but damiens been in love with shayne for as long as he's known him and shayne has lived through a time loop so yeah they're moving in together as soon as one of their leases end and saying i love you within days what about it!

shayne turns off taylor swift songs any time he hears them. damien does Not Ask and also begins to pre-emptively turn off her music. in fact EVERYONE comes to understand Not to put ts on office party mixes because shayne WILL take control of the aux

sunflower:

tommy starts spending All his time at spencer, arasha, and shayne's apartment because he's gonna take all the time with spencer he can get because his job (the school newspaper? tommy thinks?) takes up so much time. this leads to of course shayne and arasha having to quickly and comically hide any spiderman-related things around the house

the next time tommy sees spiderman he expects it to be awkward and spencer, kind of forgetting the whole rejection happened bc the love confession also happened, is like "??? huh. oh. OHHH i mean. ohhh noooo my broken heart :(((("

shayne talks about how he gave one of arasha's partners the shovel talk and tommy's like "lol you didn't give me the shovel talk shayne what are you homophobic" and shayne's like "oh no. i gave SPENCER the shovel talk. you're too cool for him to fuck this up"

dancing on my own:

in my brain trevor enters smosh in the domoverse and spends a lot of time hanging out with spencer and sees what's going on INSTANTLY. i might touch on this in the sequel but he is less afraid to meddle than anyone else and if he spots spencer getting uncomfortable will offer to sub in for a video for him or will drag him out of a conversation / a room. yeah. lil brother trev :')

as part of his birthday present for tommy, spencer gets bussy some official adoption papers. obviously.

courtney and kiana are stressing and texting about all this CONSTANTLY. tommy will look over at court and be like "you look stressed is everything okay" and court will slam their phone on the table and go like "NOTHING. UHHHH TAXES." and change the subject

blue christmas:

at the christmas party the next night shayne does end up showing and having a great time. chanse is an excellent party host and has them play a bunch of games that makes him feel like he isn't a stranger to these people at all. not to mention chanse's friends are just cool

the office actually doesn't find out for Forever bc they keep it on the dl for a while but one day chanse just comes in and kisses shayne hello and angela does a full spit take

every year for christmas chanse definitely does a bit that only he finds funny thats like "this year ive decided to get you the renewal of our anniversary <3 i am your greatest gift <3" and shayne's like "cool i got you a spiderman blanket" and chanse is like. "... okay fine i actually got you another open overshirt for straight men :/"

we can leave the christmas lights up 'til january:

they both just decorate the tree at spencer's apartment bc they basically both live there anyway, so tommy only gets / brings ornaments to put on spencer's tree. together they start a whole dorky ornament collection it's very cute :')

the christmas party they throw is incredible and all of their friends ARE pissed that they got them gifts when they agreed on no gifts. but courtney does cry over her little grease cat <3

they officially move in together at the beginning of the new year <3

if we keep score:

their first official date is to mini-golf because they literally cant not be competitive. then they go get ice cream !

tommy can't go to spencer's prom BUT. spencer can go to tommy's! he goes as the date of one of tommy's female friends at olops so they get to hang out. they can't like dance or anything (tommy WILL get in so much trouble he'll be lucky if he graduates) but they're there together and that's what matters <3

they do go to each other's graduations though and they are both extremely embarrassing while cheering each other on. shayne, damien, and alex also tag along to tommy's graduation and they have like a full banner for him. tommy pretends he hates it (he LOVES it)

i could go on and on and on:

this is less of a headcanon and more of a fun fact but their cat is named after dwayne the rock johnson <3 this is bc the song the fic is based on mentions a baby scorpion. dwayne the rock johnson - scorpion king in the mummy - dwayne the kitten - baby scorpion.

after they finished that hike in the redwoods park spencer almost throws up and swears he's never doing anything outdoors again. it makes courtney laugh so hard they cry

spencer goes on to tell courtney that angela threw her chair at chanse because he took the top hat when she wanted to be the top hat. it was the beginning of the game and it only went downhill from there. amanda refuses to play monopoly on the channel ever again.

[roxtron]

Sorry I haven't really been active in a while, my mental health kind of fell apart so I just ended up taking a break. I think I'm feeling better now. I wanna be able to post again soon but I've been procrastinating/haven't really had the time to draw for a while, which sucks because the last time I posted original art was ages ago, my blog is mostly reblogs at this point lol.. I've been drawing a bit of kingdom hearts art but still trying to work on vanny art too so. Not sure which one I'll find the time to finish first or if they'll end up wip for a long time but, that's something I guess? Anyway yeah uhm, hi again I guess.

[itsahotminuteinbetween]

this is mostly in jest but heads up i might not post official art besides small doodles for a while because my drafts ran out and these past two weeks have genuinely been destroying my mental health so I don't have the capacity to do anything seriously art-related right now

[aleximustd13]

if you still do these 48 + vinikki pls pls pls i’ll love you forever

“So…” began the butler, as he extracted the sword out of its scabbard, making the sunlight bounce on the sharp blade, “shall we begin your training, Vincent?”

Vincent pulled out his weapon as well. “That’s master Wharton to you now, Nicholas.” The young man snickered, as he gripped the hilt with both hands. A flash of rage and determination lit up his hazel eyes as he slowly but confidently made his way towards his servant, who began walking forward too.

As much as Nicholas saw Vincent's birth and always took good care of him, they despised each other. Well, at least Vincent hated Nicholas, that’s for sure. There was something about the way the butler treated him like a child, despite being well over that phase of his life, that got on Vincent’s nerves.

But today, the day of his 21st birthday, would’ve been the day Vincent showed him, and everyone else, what he’s made of, he would’ve shown the man he had become.

“Oh come on, Vince,” grinned the older man, raising his sword. “we’re friends by now, aren’t we?”

“No, we’re not.” Responded the blond nobleman, through gritted teeth. The nobleman tried to stay calm, to not raise his voice, to not let his adversary win. Nicholas was found by his family when he was still a hungry urchin living in the London slums, so who the hell did he think he was? That day, Vincent thought, his father should’ve minded his business.

They stopped a few inches from each other, with their blades touching, in a guarding position.

“May the best of us win.” Said the butler, flashing his teeth, his green eyes glistening with calm confidence.

“En garde, old bastard.”

The metal clangors quickly followed one another. Whenever Vincent tried to strike, Nicholas was ready to deflect his attacks, almost as if he could predict Vincent’s every move. Slash, slash, lunge. Vincent only managed to cut a strand of the older man’s jet-black hair. Their swords crossed, the blades slipping, and now it was a matter of who was going to get the best of the other. Vince was losing his balance, but he refused to give up. With an effort and a scream of rage, the nobleman pushed away his adversary, making him almost trip on his own feet. Almost. But Vincent had already let his guard down, not having the time to react when Nicholas sweeped his blade, leaving a thin, bloody gash on the young man’s cheek. Vincent held back the hiss of pain.

“Oh, that’s gonna leave a nasty mark!” Snickered the butler.

Vincent decided to ignore him, determined to not get distracted by Nicholas’s babbling. The fact that he got hit even once, it was already one too many. He managed to deflect another blow, but barely. Their swords crossed again, but this time Vincent lost his balance and fell over, making him lose the grip of his weapon.

“Well, well, well.” The butler pointed his sword at the nobleman’s neck. “Rule number one: never let your guard down.”

���Are you gonna kill me…?” Muttered the blond, raising his head ever so slightly, in order to take a glimpse of Nicholas’s face.

The other let out air of his nose in amusement. “It would be very hard to explain your disappearance to your family.” He diverted his armed hand away from the young man, and reached out with the other, to help Vincent get up.

“Right…” said Vincent, a bit hesitant at first to accept his help. “The butler is always the prime suspect.”

The older man let out a hoarse laugh. “Wait here. I’ll go grab some bandages.”

---

“How was I?” Asked Vincent. He didn't know why he wanted to seek Nicholas's approval, yet that question slipped out of his mouth.

“Not bad.” Said the other, concentrating on dabbing the wound with a bandage. "Not bad at all for your first time.”

The blond frowned, both from physical and emotional pain. “I feel like you’re lying to me.”

“I would never. " Responded the butler, calmly. "I mean it.”

"One day I'll be able to defeat you, you'll see." Mumbled the young man. "Then you're finally going to respect me."

Nicholas stopped what he was doing to look at his young master in the eyes. He smiled, thinking that Vincent was just like his father. "Here's the thing," he began, "respect is not given unconditionally, it is earned." He then put a hand on Vincent's shoulder. “This is my gift for you for today: a humble piece of advice. Happy birthday, master Wharton.”

Put That Guy in a SituationTM Ask Game/Prompt!

[harapeveco]

Controversial but I genuenly think Eve should take a one yearish break and rethink some things, there’s no way that man has made three songs that sound exactly the same

[xoxo-ren-xoxo]

it's controversial to say this i guess but i genuinely believe last life was the least interesting life series season and youre all lying to me about enjoying it

[solbound]

@reapersxfolly

He failed a mission, yet again.

Silently, he stared down at the body he had been tasked to eliminate. Lifeless and still as crimson red blood pooled from the wound at his chest. It was a clean shot. But it wasn't Soleil's work, yet he felt that burn of remorse in his chest anyway.

"Is this really what it means to be a Turk? Or just what it means to work for Shinra?" He'd say in a low tone, more to himself than anyone else. His tone was hollow, empty. He didn't take any pride in this like the others did. But then... perhaps he was too sensitive.

He couldn't seem to make it as a SOLDIER, and now it was clear that he wasn't going to make it as a Turk either. A change from a turtleneck to a suit really didn't make a difference. He was still too soft for the work he was forced into.

[zingaplanet]

Here's Roger Federer and his main man hanging out days before the actual Match in Africa, thinking themselves hilarious commentators, making fun of people's tennis skills, giving car interviews like divas 💅

"NO-NO- I CANNOT PLAY LEFT-HAND..."

"Was in.. was out.." "THE WIND!"

"We speak the same language"

"One of the ultimate compliment I can give any of my rivals"

"Life's much happier if you have a big respect and you appreciate a lot your rival"

[looseleafteeaves]

Letting Go/Non-Attachment

This will be taking place in the Desert Speaker Universe. I have shown and explored alot of how Obi-wan is trapped by his past, and what has happened. I think I would like to now explore the parts of Omi that they cannot let go of. The people Omi has lost.

WARNING: GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF INJURIES. PLEASE SKIP IF THIS WILL NEGATIVELY IMPACT YOU.

Omi wakes up screaming.

Tears-a waste of water- pouring down their face. The face of Kereth as sand tore flesh from bone, trapped in their mind's eye, haunting them even awake.

Around the room, the delicate sand sculptures Omi had begun to craft with the force were floating, vibrating and cracking.

Every single beautiful thing that they had created, fracturing and promising pain.

The first sob breaks past Omi's teeth, and the sound cracks through the air. Every glass sculpture in the room shatters.

Omi, leg throbbing with pain- they can't quite tell if it is phantom or real this morning- struggles to their feet and drags themself out towards the canyon wall, weeping as quietly as they can.

'Kereth... What am I doing here? You were so much brighter than I, born to the suns and promised to them to. I was born to darkness... How could I ever think that I would escape it?'

"Omai? Padawan what is-"

Omi whirls, and snaps "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! I LOST HIM. I LOVED HIM. I LOst him."

Marrat Ben Kenobi's eyes widen, the gray blue sharpening.

"Padawan. I need you come here. Sit with me, we should meditate on this."

"Marrat... Marrat I can't. He was my only light for so long- I ran from my master expecting, no, hoping to die. I knew that my chip was in a spot that promised death if I didn't get help. That's why I went into the wastes. I couldn't- I still feel as though I can't make it without him. How do I continue to walk in the suns, in the light, when my light has died. When he, the one who could think positive, who looked as who he could help, who gave and gave, and never once asked for his own freedom, sacrificed his life for me?"

Ben's wrinkled faces is sad, aging before Omi's eyes. "Omai, have I taught you of the jedi code?"

Omi's anger bursts higher, the apparently unrelated topic change making them mad enough that they pushed themselves up in a single smooth motion.

"Omai, listen. This is important. Have I taught you it?"

"Unless you are referencing 'do or do not, there is no try,' no you haven't taught me that."

"Come. Sit. Let me teach the foundation of the jedi. We learn this throughout our walk with the force, growing from the simple meditation chant we are taught a crechelings."

Omai begrudgingly takes a seat out is the cold sands, two crescent moons framing a full one in the sky.

"The jedi code is a study in duality, in the abscene of absolutes. In the existence of contradictory ones. The force is not something to be quantified. But it is not un-quantifiable. Does this sound confusing yet?" Ben smiles, a mischievous twinkle in his eye

Omi, disgruntled and frustrated, just huffs.

"There is no emotion, there is peace.//There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.//There is no passion, there is serenity.//there is no chaos, there is harmony.//There is no death, there is the Force."

Omi looks up sharply, mouth opening.

"This is not the jedi claiming the ability to raise the dead. This is jedi, and how we expeariance the wonderful universe that connects everyone and everything, and where our loved ones are once they are gone. They are part of the great cosmic soup. We can't pick out every single person who has joined it, but we can reach out and feel thier impact on our lives. We can know that when we join the force, we can mingle and exist alongside them again."

"So, before you say anything to me about how the person you lost wasn't a jedi- I never said only jedi join the force. We believe that everyone, force sensitive, or force null, are connected. The Force is in everyone. So letting go isn't forgetting. It isn't betraying them. It isn't spitting on thier memory. It is entrusting your loved one to the force who has cradled and cared for you with the care of a dear one. But you must let go of the grief of your lost, or you are trapped searching for a way to bring them back, to tear them from the safety you have always relyed on. There is no death..."

Omi takes those words and breathes, fully examining them.

'There is no emotion, there is peace' But emotions are a part of existing...and peace is something we strive and wish for- peace from our gut reactions, peace in a crazy world, peace in the face of soul wrenching pain.

It's not a striving for no emotions, but a state of peace alongside them so that my heart does not rule when a cool head is more beneficial.

'There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.' Ignorance is actively choosing to not learn, to not change from the expeariances that you have. There is only the learning and knowing based off the things that occur.

I should not strive to remain the same, I should strive to continue to learn from everything I experience, and not ignore what is coming due to pain.

'There is no passion, there is serenity.' There is no passion, there is serenity. Passion is a dangerous state to be in. Crimes of passion are some of the worst that can occur.

When emotions hit a high point, I should actively step back and seek out serenity, or calmness so I can observe and respond responsibly.

'There is no chaos, there is harmony.' Chaos is a state where so much is happening, that there is too much. Everything is fractured and insane, like the state of being inside a sandstorm, There is nothing but trying to survive in chaos. Harmony is providing a balance or dichotomy to the chaos. I should strive to actively observe my environment , and move through it with the intention of providing balance.

'There is no death, there is the Force.' Death is part of life. There is nothing that encourages people to want to forever exist on the earth, for the balance of life is death so that the resources are returned to the cycle. There is only to eternally connecting concept of the Force, which is life, death, and everything in between. Dying does not separate you from the world, for death is part of life, is part of the force.

"There is the force." Omi breathes more, tears slowing. "I have not lost Kereth, I have only lost his physical presence beside me. I have the Force, and Kereth is part of the force."

"Yes, precisly, my dear padawan. So, we let them go. We entrust thier luminous forms to the force who cares for us. Can you entrust Kereth to the Force, Omi?"

"I must, Marrat. Chaining Kereth here is a far worse fate for him to entrusting him to bright light that encompasses the universe I will not be seperated from him forever- I will not be lost to death, but returned to the force."

"Very good, Omi. That is the root of non-attachment. We release the people we love to the force- alive or dead."

"And we follow the force to new people who need us."

"Precisely."

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

Hey guys what if I told you I completely retconned the lab au prologue.

W. Would you be mad at me-

[meymeyzart]

Abandoned to the depths