#thank u myra for the suggestion !!

[warpolomewdarkmatter]

rockettttttt my guy!!

[nicolemaiines]

hi! i love ur fc alts and was hoping u could help with some alts for gigi and bella hadid? im trying to help a friend switch fcs since theyre both gross people but shes really attached and having trouble with finding options she likes. thank u!

🥺 tysm! these suggestions are based on looks/vibes, so please make sure to be respectful of the fc's ethnicities if you're casting siblings! that being said, I would take a look at sophia ali, mishti raman, brianne tju, lulu antariksa, christina nadin, melisa dongel, myra molloy, natacha karam, hande ercel, melisa pamuk, ella balinska, madison bailey, eva noblezada, kate valdez, louriza tronco, alara turan, ayca aysin turan, bensu soral, karrueche tran, burcu ozberk, khadijha red thunder, ipek filiz yazıcı, amber midthunder, melis sezen, pelin uluksar, aj clementine (trans woman), josie totah (trans woman), zion moreno (trans woman), sivan alyra rose (genderfluid)!

[m0ssxz0mbie]

My Thoughts On Piss Christ — From a Person Who Understands Its Beauty.

you may be wondering: What is Piss Christ?

well, let me inform you. Piss Christ, also know as Immersion, is a photograph artwork by; Anders Serrano, and as the name suggests, was made using piss, more specifically his own.

[above is Piss Christ, in all its beauty. in roughly the centre lays Jesus being crucified on the cross, submerged in piss, illuminating hues of yellows, oranges and reds.]

When it was first debuted in Stux Gallery in New York, it got favourable reviews, however, once it began to showcase in other exhibits across America, and in extension, the world, many had deemed this artwork as blasphemy.

Serrano did not intend for this to be viewed as politically motivated, as he himself was Christian, or at least some for of its many religious branches. many of his artworks are made to be humorous, and this wasn’t any different.

this artwork has been destroyed by retaliating audience viewers in an exhibition, surprisingly in Australia of all places. and i feel as though it as unwarranted. yes, i respect if you find this piece unsavoury, but it does not warrant property damage.

i digress, this artwork is REVOLUTIONARY. its a masterpiece and pure genius.

for my art class, we have been studying controversial art throughout the years, and are meant to write an essay on it. this, is one of my favourites, along with Myra by Marcus Harvey (not cause i like Myra, cause fuck her, but i like true crime, and i know the case. when my teacher showed it to class no one knew who it was and i did, so she let me tell everyone about it. anyway- that was off topic)

Piss Christ has changed my life, for sure. i will tell everyone i know about its beauty, and the glory of this artwork, and i feel as though it needs more appreciation.

thank you for coming to my TED talk.

this is a semi true opinion on the artwork: Piss christ, a lil bit of an exaggeration if you will, but i find it very funky and funny and had to share it to the world. pls if u hate it that’s so valid and i respect you, and your religion. just like funky piss man, funky lil piss art.

[hawberries]

anons

from the last MONTH’s worth of messages sljlksdj im so sorry

Heya! Any hc on who akaashi would be in oikawa's 11? Maybe not part of the actual 11...... but anything else?

i must confess, i have never had a single opinion on akaashi in my entire life, im so sorry. i asked on twitter though and myra suggested he would be on cleanup/damage control!

idk if u knew but there's a fanfic by silvercistern called sayuri which is basically an oikawa's 11 au....... unfinished/abandoned but definitely worth the read if u wanna check it out (i love this fic)

yup, i knew about it! it’s obviously not what the fanart was based on, but it was an enjoyable read! here it is for anyone else curious – it’s a haikyuu heist AU that sort of maps a bit more closely to the original ocean’s 11 plot.

Along with your cat and dog stickers, do you think you'd ever do any other animals like and horse or rabbit one?

i don’t have active plans right now but i would definitely consider it! i love both of those animals so >:0 and i also had ideas for an australiana one and a jellyfish one… BUT WITH WHAT TIME

Ahhhh!! HI!!! i was just wondering cause I saw your retweet of someone's photo and saw the Oofuri charms!! I was just wondering do you/would you still sell those?

here’s all my oofuri merch! im working on restocking the double-sided one! :’)

You might have answered this before so I’m so sorry if you have, but are/ will the eeveelutions prints that you have possibly get charms? I have a sylveon ita bag and the sylveon is absolutely gorgeous  If they aren’t, could I possibly purchase one of the stationary from your shop and turn it into a floating charm? I wouldn’t want to do it without your approval, and I understand if it wouldn’t be ok.

ahh i don’t have any plans to turn them into charms, im sorry! but once you buy a print from me, i’m happy for you to do anything you want with it (except resell for a profit obviously), so if you want to turn it into a laminated charm or something like that, please go ahead! ;0;

even if you're a furry i will still love you with all my heart

this is actually super sweet but my first instinct was still HEY I DON’T NEED YOUR CONDITIONAL LOVE sry

what brush specifically did you use for the coloring/lines of your doggo drawing? its so cute!!

the iwaoi dog drawing was stumpy pencil (google for it) + kyle’s gouache brushes (unfortunately no longer available unless you have a PS cc sub)

It would be an honor if you did more Fence Comic art :-)

to be honest i haven’t really loved the way the story shook out so i can’t guarantee i’ll draw for it again, sorry! :c

i'm not the tananoya anon but tananoya is valid and that's the tea

hell YEAH it is

Do you like Will Smith (the actor)?

i’ve enjoyed his work!

i think you’d really love The Rifter Series by Gunn Hale. It isn’t as dark as The Captive Prince series, but it is still pretty dark and it has an AMAZING plot. I stayed up all night to read the second book. And the characters are so diverse and wonderful and well written. You obviously don’t have to read it, ahaha, but I just thought I’d recommend it to spread the love and maybe give you a some funky new characters to love :)

i actually don’t like dark stories at all!!! i only enjoyed captive prince because of the cheerful forest training montage followed by the royal disguise hijink romcom… my favourite part of the whole series was the adventures of charls. i’ll keep it in mind though!

Hey hey! Just wanted to say I absolutely love your haikyuu art! Especially when you draw iwaoi, they're so cute, soft, and such dorks. Ahh also wanted to ask when you plan to put the charms up for sale? Gotta plan my last minute saving. 😂

haha im glad! IWAOI DESERVE TO BE SOFT AND STUPID. i’m updating my store with a few new charms, stickers and postcards in approximately 2 weeks, which is when some of my things are due to arrive!!

Omg I have a big gay crush on Fem!Bokuto

you’re valid as hell

Man you should make those Hogwarts house mascots into charms or something. They look really good.

thanks bro! they’re gonna be stickers and prints ^^

[celestialaesthetical]

What do you mean they're haunting you?

If this is in reference to the post I made about the Moors Murderers Ian Brady and Myra Hindley then buckle your motherfucking seatbelts bitches because you're in for a bumpy and terrifying rideOkay so I'm doing this project for English and as part of it I'm study a collection of poems by Carol Anne Duffy called The World's Wife (y'all it's incredible read it). There's a poem in there called The Devil's Wife and this is where this nightmare begins.Okay so I was chillin doing some English homework on a Sunday night and annotating the poem like a good student and I decided to research it for context and I ended up reading quite a bit about the murders and boi was I SHOOK and scared, it was the first time I'd heard of them. Then later that night, (is it a coincidence? I think not!!!) My godfather came over and out of the blue started talking about them and I was like wtf?!? And I was a bit freaked out about it after reading so I left and turned on the TV and I was flipping through the channels and LANDED ON A DOCUMENTARY ABOUT THEM???? okay so creepy stuff innitThe next day in my philosophy lesson we were talking about utilitarianism and deontological ethics and my teacher was giving us examples of cases and we had to say how different ethical theories would respond to them and BAM she mentioned them and people didn't know who they were so we had a discussion about them and this is where I started to get a bit concernedSo skip forward another day and I'm chillin watching YouTube videos and what comes up on my suggested watch list? DAMN RIGHT A VIDEO ABOUT MYRA HINDLEY oh boi I was scared I turned off my computer, didn't even save the work I'd been doing I was terrified uno, I've gone 18 years without hearing of these people and then in 3 days they come up 5 times? No thank u not today Satan!Okay so the next day was all good and the Moors Murderers were not near me twas goodThen on Thursday I picked up a newspaper on the train and ALAS there was an article about Ian Brady????????? Pls god no let these people leave me alone... And then I had another philosophy lesson and my teacher was like 'the moors murders are a good case to use so we r gonna do research about them this lesson and watch some videos and discuss them' and I was like !!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHH FUCKOkay so now it's Friday and we had a meeting with the school and I fell asleep in the car and my dad had the radio turned up and I woke up suddenly when we went over a speed bump and it was dark and what did I hear? THEY WERE TALKING ABOUT MYRA FUCKING HINDLEY AND IAN BRADY¡¡¡ nope nope nope no fucking thank u pleaseOkay now on Saturdays I volunteer in a charity shop and we have to sign people up as gift aiders and this man bought in some books and I had to take his name to sign him up and hiS NAME WAS KEITH BENNETT THATS THE NAME OF ONE OF THEIR VICTIMS and I was sorting through the books and ONE OF THEM WAS ABOUT THE MOORS MURDERS PLEASE GOD NOAnd yeah I heard the name on the radio today!!!!!! And I am afraid like I think ull all agree this is too much to be a coincidence, o went 18 years not knowing who the fuck they were and it's been just over a week and they're popping up everywhere, I've even started having dreams where their names crop up cuz I can't get it out of my mind because I am super fucking terrified bro if I stop posting out of the blue it's because their ghosts have killed me and dumped me in a moor I'm not even joking like this is all true and BOI am i afraid!

[crossroadsdimension]

World Collision -- Chapter 3

FF

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Settling In

“Luthor!” Seeker stopped in front of the large circle of technology that was in an area of the large chamber that was closer to the outer wall. “Get over here! We have to connect up to the Watchtower as soon as possible!”

“Now?” A bald man pushed himself out from under one of the computer consoles and sat up, glaring at Seeker in an irritated manner.

“Yes, now. Get Brainiac and get the connection set up.” Seeker fixed the man with a frown that sent chills down Myra’s spine and made the bald man stiffen instantly. He was able to recover quickly from it, however, and was soon back with a grumpy persona.

“All right, all right! Just give me a moment!” The man turned and stalked over to somewhere hidden behind a couple computer towers.

“Why is it that Luthor is the one who was given permission to do this?” James asked, frowning. “Why not Gear, or Forge?”

“Because he knows how to get into the Watchtower’s security systems better than anyone else,” Seeker replied. “That, and we needed something to keep him and Brainiac busy.”

“Who?” Myra asked in confusion.

The large screen that towered over the computer equipment started to fizz and spit, and Luthor came back out from behind the computer towers, followed shortly by a blue-green-skinned man in a purple jumpsuit with three bright green circles arranged in a triangle on his forehead.

“The connection is being established as we speak,” the strangely-colored man said in a monotone. “It should be established in five seconds.”

“I’ll five seconds you, you stupid bucket of bolts,” Luthor muttered in response as he scrambled over to the computer console and started pushing buttons.

Myra watched with an expression of confusion and surprise as the screen fizzed and spat with static for a moment longer before the picture cleared, revealing a circular room that looked like a laboratory of some kind, if the computer screens and everything else were something to go by.

She wasn't able to see the devices too well, though, because of the dark shadow of a figure that was taking up a good portion of the screen.

“Batman,” Seeker greeted.

The shadowy figure inclined his head, and Myra realized with a jolt that she was looking at a person, not a shadow. ::Seeker. What’s happened?::

“We’ve found her. This girl –“ Seeker motioned to Myra “—was being chased by Captain America. She stumbled across the World Jumper and she snapped Cap out of the control that the Dark Arms had over him; he’s taking her to the mechanics to have her looked over now.”

::Are you sure he’s in control of himself?:: Batman asked grimly in response.

“Jean checked him, and his aura isn’t pointed like the others are.” Seeker gave a determined nod. “He’s back.”

Batman shifted slightly at that, inclining his head sharply. ::How?::

Seeker looked over at Myra and motioned with his head towards the computer screen.

Myra pointed at herself as her eyes widened in surprise. “Y-you want me to tell him?”

“You were there,” Seeker pointed out.

Myra swallowed at that, then looked up at the dark figure on the screen. “U-uh, well, I was running from th-the Gladiator – Captain America, I guess – when I got cornered in some kind of lab. I thought I was done, but…the World Jumper exploded out from some kind of…glass chamber or something – and I think she burned the MindTech off the back of his neck.”

Batman remained silent, his gaze boring into Myra and making her shifted uneasily. His eyes narrowed after a moment, and he returned his attention to James. ::While it is good to see that you managed to succeed, I shouldn't need to remind you that you could have been placed in the same situation as the others who tried to do the same thing::

"I know," James responded. Myra looked at him with a confused expression.

::Which is why I'm going to make sure that Nightwing knows not to send you on any missions until you can learn to follow orders and not act so recklessly::

That statement managed to get through James' calm expression. "What?!"

::Aw, come on, Bats, don't be so hard on the kid:: A red-and-gold blur appeared in the background. ::He just wanted to get his dad back; is that so much of a problem?::

Batman turned his head to glare at the figure behind him, and the red-and-gold figure raised his hands while gaining a somewhat nervous expression.

::I was just thinkin' that he'd be better off with a different punishment, that's all. I mean, he came back with Cap and Bot Girl -- tell her Flash says "hi" when she wakes up, by the way!::

Seeker gave a nod when the last part of the statement was directed in his direction.

::We'll talk again when she's operational:: Batman stated.

With that, the screen turned to static rather abruptly as a screech suddenly ripped through the air.

Luthor uttered a curse and turned off the sound and the screen before turning to look at the group. "Well? What are you waiting for? An invitation?" He snorted. "Get going and leave me in peace, all of you."

Seeker waved off Luthor’s glare and turned to look at James and Myra. “James, go report in to Nightwing.”

“What about her?” James nodded to Myra.

“I’m going to make sure she’s settled in,” Seeker replied. “There are a few shacks that are only half-full.”

“So she is staying?” James looked at Myra, who looked between them with concern and confusion.

“What if I don’t want to?” Myra responded. “I don’t think that—“

“You don’t really have anywhere else to go that is more safe than this.” Seeker put a hand on Myra’s shoulder. “And besides, if you were caught now, we could be quickly found out, and then the Dark Arms would have their way with every single person in the Multiverse. We don’t want that to happen.”

Myra blinked a couple times, looking uncertain.

“Crystal doesn’t have a roommate, unless you count the monster that hides under her bed and refuses to come out,” James suggested. “It might be a good idea to balance things out.”

“Probably.” Seeker nodded. “Get going to Nightwing’s Gauntlet; I’ll handle things from here.”

James nodded, then turned and ran off; Seeker turned Myra away and started towards the huts that they had passed by on the way towards Luthor and the large screen.

“Who are you people?” Myra asked as they left Luthor behind. “Why haven’t I heard of people fighting against them before?”

“We used to be a lot more open,” Seeker replied, “but we had to go underground rather quickly, since the Dark Arms were trying to find and bring a large number of us under their control. They haven’t taken any recently, which I’m thankful for, but it either means they haven’t found us or they haven’t had a reason to come after us, since we haven’t been able to make any moves as of late.”

“They’re still looking for people,” Myra said. “They almost had me.”

“They’ve turned their attention to civilians, then.” Seeker’s mouth stretched into a thin line. “We don’t have much time left to us.”

The duo soon reached the collection of huts that Myra had passed through on the way to where Luthor was; Seeker looked around while Myra stared at them in proper confusion.

“How did you get these in here?” Myra asked. “Where is here?”

“It’s an old colosseum from Spargus.” Seeker paused. “Or, rather, what’s left of it. Any obstacle courses and battle equipment was either hidden away or destroyed before we got here. All the better for us – we have more room for refugees from different Zones that used to be different dimensions. Mar’s people – the people of Spargus – were willing to share this space with us, so long as they aren’t involved in going out and scouting out the Dark Arms, and we’ve kept up with that.”

“O-oh.” Myra’s gaze went up to the figures painted on the walls above them again. “I guess…that’s them, then?”

“Yup. Mostly the missing prince, Mar. They’re hoping that we find him at some point in the future, but we haven’t heard much about him yet.”

It didn’t take too long to find the “Crystal” that James had mentioned before Seeker and sent him off to Nightwing – whoever that was.

Myra couldn't help but gape a little at the person that she was going to end up rooming with.

"Hi," the teenage girl greeted, a hesitant smile on her face. It didn’t seem to quite reach her eyes. "I'm Crystal."

"Uh...hi." Myra forced her violet eyes away from the twitching pink cat ears that were on top of Crystal's head and locked them with Crystal's blue eyes. "I haven’t seen anyone like you before.”

"I don't go out into the open and run around with everybody else," Crystal explained, as though that was enough to be said. Her smile faded slightly. “As much as I would like to.”

“You know that if they grabbed you they would mistake you for someone else,” Seeker replied. “And regardless of that, you are a powerful person.”

“Yes, but I still want to help!” Crystal shot back. “Seeker, you know that—“

“I know. But things are going to change soon, I promise.” Seeker motioned to Myra. “You and Myra are going to be rooming together for now. I’ve got some things that I need to go and look into; I trust that you’ll get along?”

Crystal’s long, pink tail twitched irritably, but she nodded. “We’ll be okay, Aura Seeker.”

Seeker nodded, then patted Myra on the shoulder. “I’ll leave you to it.” With that, he turned and walked off in another direction; Myra watched him go for a moment before looking back at Crystal.

“Umm…..” Myra rubbed her left arm somewhat nervously. “S-so, what now?”

Crystal sighed and folded her arms across her chest. “Do you mind if you take top bunk? I’m used to sleeping closer to the ground, and our other roommate sleeps underneath the bed.”

“Other roommate?”

Crystal nodded. “Yeah. Pitch Black, the Nightmare King.”

A dark laugh came from the hut behind Crystal, sending a chill down Myra’s spine.

Crystal looked back over her shoulder. “Pitch, don’t scare her.”

“I don’t need to. She already is afraid of where she is.”

Myra stiffened up at the dark, smooth voice that seemed to roll out of the shadows. “U-uh—“

“Don’t listen to him.” Crystal put a hand on Myra’s shoulder, a confident gleam in her eye. “He’s just grumpy because he doesn’t have a good reason to come out from under the bed. Top bunk’s the furthest you’re going to be able to keep away from him, so you can take that.”

“You want to be closer to him?” Myra gulped.

Crystal paused at the question, then sighed and shook her head. “I don’t want to. But I’ve faced fear head-on, so I can handle him better.” She looked at Myra for a moment, then cocked her head to one side slightly. “I guess you’ve got a few questions?”

"What makes you think I have questions?"

"That look on your face." Crystal gave a dry smirk. "I'm able to read people's emotions pretty well."

Myra blinked a couple times, not having expected Crystal to say that.

"I've seen a lot of things, but I don't think that I've seen someone with...the features that you have," Myra said carefully.

"Oh, these?" Crystal touched a cat-like ear lightly with one hand, looking strangely amused as the ears twitched. "I've had them for a long time. As long as I've been alive, in fact." She gained a curious expression. "You don't recognize the ears and tail of a Mew, do you?"

"A Mew?" Myra repeated, confused.

“Yeah; they’re—“

FWOOM!

“Get out of the way! She’s going on a rampage!”

“Someone get someone who’s fire proof!”

Myra turned sharply when she heard the noise, and her eyes widened in alarm and shock when she saw a blast of flame and smoke rising up from the wall of the colosseum. She instinctively started to run towards the blast zone.

"H-hey! Wait!" Crystal ran up next to Myra, keeping in-step with her. "Whoever did that feels pretty dangerous -- it's almost like a Legendary going on a rampage!"

Myra ignored the last part of Crystal's comment. "Then why are you following me?"

"Because I know how to take on this kind of thing." Crystal clenched a fist. "I don't know about you, but I've taken on dragons before."

"You two! Get away from there!"

Myra nearly came skidding to a stop when she heard the familiar voice. "Captain?"

The star-spangled Avenger suddenly ran in front of Myra and Crystal, putting himself between them and the flaming figure, which was presently trying to fight against a group of masked teenagers.

"I'm not about to allow you to get into any more danger than you already are in," Captain America said seriously, glaring at the two of them.

"What's going on?" Crystal asked, looking up at the Avenger with wide eyes. "And since when did you get back?"

"Get away from me!"

Myra stiffened when she heard the angry -- but also scared -- roar. It sounded like someone who wasn't entirely there, and what part of them that was didn't seem to be very friendly.

Captain America noticed the look that was coming over Myra's face, and he gave her a curious frown. "Myra...."

"I think I know how to stop her," Myra said.

"Her?" Crystal looked at Myra in surprise.

Myra didn't answer; instead, she ran around Captain America and went straight for the crowd of costumed teens -- and the fire that was burning in the center of that.

"Hey, what are you --"

Myra pushed past James and Torrun before they could do anything to keep her out of the circle...which, inside, had someone standing defensively with a dark snarl on her face, flames licking at her armor.

Myra caught the World Jumper's attention instantly. She turned sharply, blank white eyes focusing on Myra. The World Jumper started towards her, the snarl sharpening.

Myra took in a breath. Please let this work.

"World Jumper! Stop! You're among friends!"

The reaction was instantaneous.

The red, orange, and gray-armored girl stopped short, her eyes widening into an expression of shock as blue eyes suddenly flickered into existence. The shock turned into pain a moment later as the World Jumper gripped her head and collapsed to her knees with a scream.

Myra stepped back in shock, staring at the girl. It almost sounded like...she had been broken somehow.

Someone moved past her, and Myra looked up in surprise as Captain America moved forward and picked her up carefully in his arms.

"It's okay," Captain America murmured, rising to his feet. "You're safe."

The World Jumper buried her head in the Avenger's chest, her shoulders shaking as she wept. Captain America remained standing there until the armored girl in his arms stilled.

Captain America looked down at the girl in his arms for a moment before turning his attention to Myra. "Come on." He turned and started walking; Myra trailed after him.

"I'll see you later, then!" Crystal called after Myra; she raised a hand and looked back at the "Mew girl" in response.

"What happened?" Myra asked, turning her attention to the Avenger.

"The World Jumper went berserk is what happened," James responded, falling into step next to her. "Dad said they were trying to repair her and she woke up before they could even start taking off her armor."

Myra frowned at that, surprised at the idea that the World Jumper had lost control of herself. "What made her go off like that?"

Captain America looked over at Myra with a frown. “You found her in a lab. My guess is that they did something to her and the attempts at repairs awoke her defenses.”

“…oh.” Myra shrank down a little at the thought, shuddering. Imagining a dark figure sort of hovering over her, sharp claws and glowing red eyes coming in close, sent chills down her spine in a way that she absolutely hated.

“…it might be a good idea if you’re there when they start again.”

“H-huh?!” Myra looked up sharply at that, wide-eyed. “Me?!”

"You managed to stop her just now," James spoke up. "It only makes sense that you should be nearby to keep her from going berserk again."

Myra nearly stumbled at James had said as the World Jumper's pained scream came back into her mind. "You really think that I'm going to be able to do something to keep her from going crazy?"

“You were there when she first woke up,” Captain America fixed a pointed look at Myra. “She might be able to sense that you are there and recognize you.”

“Y-you think so?” Myra swallowed.

“It’s more than likely. And if you don’t work, we can always go and get Aura Seeker.” With that, Captain America turned his attention back to where they were going.

Myra swallowed nervously. She wasn’t sure what it was that Captain America was expecting her to do, but whatever it was, she hoped that she’d be able to help.