#thanks for this important addition!

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i keep drawing them with absolutely no detail whatsoever

[jjdizz]

Posting this here as well

Food for thought

[stygicniron]

YOU should yap about NICO and anger!! what does anger look and feel like for him? what sets him off? how does his anger change and shift over the years? how does he cope with anger?

Anger seizes Nico around his neck, gripping tighter and tighter (like a noose), traveling up from his chest to the back of his head. His chest, where it should be inflamed--and indeed it sometimes is--often rests cold and still, a hard knot in the place where his heart should be. Emotions otherwise bound up tight to prevent the rest from leaking out, only allowing the anger to escape. And as that anger travels up his neck, it sets fire to the back of his mind, clouding his thoughts with smoke so only the anger remains, giving him new energy that he wouldn't otherwise have. Sometimes the only energy and drive he has.

His teeth grit together, lips pulled back in a feral snarl, a dark light dances in his eyes. A dare, a promise, for what might to come if his anger is further tested. Shoulders are stiff, bound up in the same tension as his neck, but more ready to spring, more ready to fight. When Nico is at the peak of his anger, it's all he can do to restrain himself.

( When his anger is calmer, the cold knot in his chest still ensures its presence, but it sharpens his words instead of his blade. A cold, sardonic cut to everything he says, tempered marginally by time and patience. )

Nico's anger stems from the source of feeling wronged, of an injustice being carried out either to himself or to those he cares about. He feels broken promises deeply, again either given explicitly by someone he (previously) trusted, or implied by how a system is supposed to function. And his anger is only further fueled by harm coming from said broken promises. Nico's anger carries a holy element, a winnowing away of what is wrong in the world out of the desire to make it a better place to live. But a pride also lurks as an additional fuel for the fire-- he believes in his version of justice, his version of right and wrong, making it harder to see other perspectives on a situation.

But his anger tempers slowly over time, becoming less volatile as he himself begins to heal. The places where he's broken continue to mend and the cold, stillness in his chest begins to crack. He allows himself to feel more emotions, to be worthy of those emotions, and thus the anger has less grounds to present itself. It does sometimes flare hot, but not as hot as before, and it is usually more targeted.

Nico still feels a lot of his anger his justified, and he still needs to work on holding grudges, but he has gotten better at seeing more perspectives, understanding others from where they're coming from. Because of this, his anger doesn't come up as much, and when it does, it doesn't quite consume him anymore.

[dogicrimsonofficial]

I created an AU with these two and friends fully supported it, now I'm making it your problem with low quality doodles :')

tl;dr, Jason (my lil miqo'te over there) escaped to Coerthas during his backstory, ended up near Camp Dragonhead while half dead. This is what happens when a terrified miqo meets a sunshine incarnate elezen. Thankfully the man had been warned that Jason had indeed already bit one of his pursuers, and then an Aevis to save one of his men-

It took a bit of convincing (and offering of an arm to be bitten on if Jason got startled) but they got the cat from under the bed for medical check up eventually :')

[avielex]

Don't mind me, I'll just be taking this whole side story for Jordan's lore...

[nnato]

[seiya-starsniper]

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[astrxlfinale]

@everlastiingiimmortals replied to your post “"Y'know.. Throughout all my Trailblazing, maybe I...”:

IM CRYING THE FACT THAT ZHU YUAN IS THE /OTHER/ ZZZ MUSE IVE BEEN CONSIDERING BC SHES SIMILAR TO ONE OF MY OCS

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Willow let me know the ground zero day where this decision is materialized.

I'll write you the most unnecessarily detailed starter without question. This is naturally to get Caelus acclimated to New Eridu's climate, seeing how the Hollows are a tricky locale and he'll need all the help-- Continuesyapping.

[tonguetyd]

Hi, coming to join in the conversation about IVs hands. I have-ahem- ✨slightly✨ more feral thoughts about them. I think they’d make lovely necklaces….or bracelets.

Yep.

Anyways….BYE

Rest assured, @polteergeistt left *maths* 17 more of those in my ask box, which I will be continuing to go thru, I just needed to break to work/pack 😂😂

HAVING SAID THAT with those 17 other asks, it will indeed get a little more feral up in here, and we will get into #thots-i-have territory!

But to YOUR point, he does have VERY nice hands that would make WONDERFUL jewelry of any kind, god it’s so true. They’re just so big and strong and…yeaaaaaah 🥰

[skitskatdacat63]

(breaks down your door, out of breath) between spain and silverstone, the ferrari logo embroidery on the chair changes color... could it be?? it's a completely different chair? then who has version one? where is she?!

Oh my god stop it I think you're right 😭😭😭

This is the back of the chair from Pre-Silverstone:

And then this is the back of the chair from Silverstone onwards:

I'm sorry, but it is unbelievably funny if they not only added the booster seat but ALSO made sure to give it silver embroidery too 😭

Like cmon they had to have at least some meeting about this:

"Here are my complaints, 1. Not comfortable enough, I have to slump to get my feet on the ground, you need to add somewhere to rest my feet" "got it, booster seat ordered and shipped" , "2. ...it is not fitting the Ferrari aesthetic enough, you must make that horse more flamboyant and beautiful!"

My theory: Fernando complained about the chair in order to get a new one so he could then kidnap the original chair to his house <3

[tarraxahum]

Really want to strangle a co-worker right about now, and not in a good way

[kerorowhump]

and then 俺はゴメンだな I think in this context is like "I wouldn't be" "Not me" "I wouldn't be caught dead" but it's informal so "wouldn't be me yo not a chance" in the translation works well

[blushydrangea]

since people are talking about scyvie again i figured it'd be a good time to shamelessly promote my soulmate au scyvie that i am very proud of, even though it is 16k words 💝

[uselessgarbageee]

Wish I could stay silly.

the horrors are endless. but we stay silly :3

[devils-yui]

Reposting this from a friend bc I think it is VERY important to know of this, and for immigrants, and other possible victims of the ICE Raids happening right now

Here’s to also a very huge edit, from the list of very helpful people who have been reblogging and providing more info.

I’m not as well informed but I will be relaying the information and tagging each person who added onto this post:

@onthedriftinthetardis -

The phone number in the first photo is ONLY for Orange County, California!

Look up your local ACLU affiliate here

@6feetunderwater -

It always makes me nervous to see a reporting phone number passed around without any links to verify it, so the number in the first pic can be found on the site for the Orange County Rapid Response Network, which is "an interconnected system of non-profit and grassroots organizations, civil rights attorneys, law school clinics, and individuals working together to respond to dehumanizing immigration enforcement activities and policies in Orange County"

@geekerypeekery -

The second warrant is not fake, but is an administrative rather than judicial warrant, and has no constitutional authority to bypass Fourth Amendment protections - in other words, it does not entitle the bearer to enter and search your home. It simply authorizes agents of the issuing department to contact you. Always ask to see the warrant before opening your door!

In addition to the ACLU links, try contacting the National Immigration Law Center https://www.nilc.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/Warrants-Subpoenas-Facts.pdf

@american-anger -

The phone number listed here is specific to Orange County in California, but you can look up other California counties here:

CALIFORNIA RAPID RESPONSE NETWORKS

@beaniebaneenie -

Unpleasant reminder: within 100 miles of the border (which is home to 200 million people and virtually all major cities in the US), ICE does not need a warrant to enter your home, your car, to search anything, or even to arrest you.

You are not automatically safe just because they don't have a real warrant.

The best and safest thing you can do is learn to have escape routes- quick ways to get out of the house or area you're in if you find out ICE or CBP are around. Those of us who do have documentation? Time for us to step the fuck up.

Film any interaction. Every interaction. If you're able, step into the conversation and be a Karen/Kyle- weaponize your privilege for Good. If you get asked about people? Use positive but vague statements so you a) cannot be caught in a lie, and b) do not give any information away.

"I don't know them that well, but I don't tend to socialize much. They seem great to me."

"I can't remember the last time I saw them."

"Maybe they speak another language, I can't remember details. But I picked up Duolingo during the pandemic and tons of other people did too."

"I'm not sure."

"I'm sorry, I can't help you."

Even if you're somewhere the 100-mile Exception doesn't apply and a warrant is in fact needed? I don't expect ICE and CBP to play by the rules for long, if at all. I fully expect this to get ugly, and fast.

Cheeto has already declared an emergency of national security at the border, and is mobilizing the military to have jurisdiction over a huge swath of the country. It's essentially tantamount to martial law. And it's only been four days.

Gear up for a long, hard fight. This is gonna be a marathon, not a sprint.

— I am leaving all of this as an edit because on the off chance someone does find the posts that have these people specifically reblogging, I don’t want it to be too late. So I’m comprising it all here

Here are a few other people’s reblogs I thought were important:

Thank you @onthedriftinthetardis @6feetunderwater @geekerypeekery @american-anger @beaniebaneenie @bunnychiffon @dubiouslynamed @trisockatops @witchy-disaster for contributing and helping me make this a more well-informed post. Thank you so much

[monster-noises]

Alright sure fine

I'll link several emotions together in one post and leave it there hows that.

This is one of those times where I was very charged up earlier today but the moments kinda passed so now my thoughts and feelings aren't as fine-edged-sharp and crystal clear, but I still think I should try and get this out of my body for a bit..

So you'll have to pardon the fact that i'll be sifting through the muck and it may not be the smoothest most eloquent read. Not that you have to read this, I mostly just need to expunge my bile into the void where someone could theoretically see it. A little fun trick I like to play on my brain that actually usually works.

In case you were wondering why i post so bare faced about my emotions so often.....

Regardless I.. hm.

Well, perhaps it is best to just cut right to it. One of the its at least.

Something I've been dealing with, for a very long time, but extra... Pointedly of late, is this feeling that's been hard to express without most probably deeply insulting my friends.

But I think i've routed it out into a shape that.. covers the emotion and also Doesn't Do That.

And it's like.. I wish. Mm. I wish I knew How To Feel Cared About?

Because I don't. And not knowing what that's Supposed to feel like makes it really hard in this part of my life I'm in to tell if the problem is me not Receiving Love and Care properly when it is entirely present in my life, or if there really is problem and I am right to feel like my social needs are not being met even if I know Practically that my friends all Do love and care about me.

It was an easy feeling to calculate when i didn't really have friends, like obviously i don't feel cared for, i've got (almost*)no one caring about me! But I Have friends now, good friends, great friends, best friends!

And yet. I'm. As lonely and isolated as I've ever been. Constantly plagued by a hollow feeling of.. Missing Something, of simply being Empty and Cold

And is that me? Is that my fault? Am I just not Processing or feeling things correctly? Have I wiggled myself into a social role that says 'hey haha! You don't Have to think of me it's cool!'?? Is it on me for being too quiet? But if I speak up I'll be too much! I know I Also don't reach out much (which is the damn rub of the whole thing, I'll get there in a bit...) but I also feel so often... Unimportant, background, special but not special Enough for anyone to keep me abreast of what happens in their lives. And it's all my fault and I'm gross and cruel for feeling this way.

Which is why i feel safer posting about it on tumblr instead of speaking to my friends about it.

Because it's a Huge Problem but also it's not their problem it's my problem I couldn't possibly ask anything of them they do so much already, I mean they're my friends and I know they love me and Sometimes we hang out and that should be more than enough right????? RIGHT?????? shouldn't I feel good and satisfied from that????

Shouldn't that cover my social and emotional needs? Even if I go most days of the week without talking to anyone so any contact I eventually get feels like i'm desperately coming up for a few brief gasping seconds of air? Even though I spend an unreasonable amount of time paralyzed by the yawning ache in my heart for Contact Please Someone Come Sit With Me And Listen To Me And Care! Isn't that my own fault? Isn't that on me for ignorning how much my friend's Do care about me and show it, because I haven't said anything in all that time either right!? They're busy! We're all adults and it's hard to find time and energy to reach out and be social, everyone has a million things going on all the time so like really sometimes I should be the one reaching out but in that same vein; is that my place? I don't want to bother them.. to intrude when it's not my Alotted Time. Wouldn't it be more appropriate and respectful to their time and energy to not demand they spend it on You? To speak only when spoken to and be Chill and Cool And Needless even when you're Screaming Screaming Screaming for someone to hear you

Not even to vent, though my struggle to be vulnerable directly to people's faces continues to be a large impassable aspect of this issue, but just be seen and heard and taken an interest in. I'm always there to Hear, to listen to and offer insight toward, to witness and to be Audience but so rarely feel like I can Show or be Watched in turn. But is that even true? My friend's do Know what I like don't they? They'll listen, they have listened, I'm sure they have.. but I still feel like I have to hide it, protect it, patience for me is limited and I have to spend it wisely, like they don't need that they don't want to hear it. (Would it suprise you to know i've been told this directly more than once by different people?)

And what do I even Want? Then? If "my needs are not being met"? (We have gotten back to it) Because goodness knows i am also prey to the aforementioned limited time and energy, I already loose so much of my art to work and the daily maintenance of being Alive, do I want people coming in More Often to take that time now too? Even texts! Even texts can take so much of something so limited and precious to me.. what matters more being social or my lifes true passion? What a horrendous question to have to ask. To choose one core need but smother the other. What a curse, and I can see myself, still, choosing art far more often, against my my own more desperate needs. Even if I so very badly want to go out and absorb the world with my friends I need to be with my art instead, perhaps to me detriment.

Ultimately, I guess, I want to feel like people are there. Even when they aren't. Human Object Permanence of some kind. And yeah, maybe getting more time with people, whether the cost of that time is solved or not I just want Contact, regular Contact two-way Contact. But is this all on me to start feeling what my friend's are already doing? Or should I reach out and ask for more? I don't know! I could not tell you!

Over and over and over these same two feelings in different skins smashing over me, crashing so loud I can't get my own words in; I Do Not Feel Cared About - Do You Know What Being Cared About Feels Like

And then god.. the further questions that spiral out and out and out from here.. is this vacuous hole I feel, this unfulfillment socially, the reason I hurt so much for romance? Because it feels so much like the most direct route to being Known and ensuring at least one person thinks of me as Immutably Important (would my friend's not already say I am that to them? Would they not be hurt by the implication that I think they don't feel this way? Why does the thought of that only make me feel worse, more guilt ridden, and not stronger in the feeling that they care? Why do I only have one reaction to Everything; to bury myself in guilt and shame) Should this idea deter me from seeking romance at all? Like sort this out before I go after that kind of relationship? Perhaps that would be wise.. but trying to put down that desire, to focus on being single and engaging exclusively in the intimately platonic, feel like a lie? Feel like a cover up? Like i've pulled out an organ and set it on the table and am trying to ignore like I didn't just pull it out of myself? I feel I have reached to feverish a pitch of being without a partner, I can't Not at least try and find someone. The yearning is simply too great, to loud, to hot. If I ignore it I risk being swallowed up in it completely.

But why? One person can't solve all my problems or meet all my needs and the needs I need met are all part of the earlier problems mentioned that do not specifically need to be met by a romantic partner to Be met?? So why bother going for romance at all??

Can I not just.. want it? Can that not be reason enough? I know I am comfortable engaging just as intimately as I would with a partner with a friend, but there is a tangible difference in Intent and I want That Difference. Even if there is no answer to the logic behind it. But still would it make a difference? Do you think having a specific kind of relationship will magically make you know what feeling cared for Feels Like? ....

I mean I used to not know what sexual atteaction felt like and then one video game man appeared and Boom suddenly I Did so like......... It's Possible.

Okay Perhaps, but like it's still not the most likely that it's just going to go away because now there's a Boy around to Kiss, in fact knowing me it may get Worse, even, so like what? Like what???? We also can't keep going on just Yearning like this. It hurts so much to feel this lonely.

(Valentines is in 3 days and I have the worst sinking feeling that it's going to be very tough this year)

Not that it really matters anyway because no one has expressed interest in me, everyone I've met on dating apps, and note; it's Not very many people, has either ghosted me, I've ghosted them (not usually on purpose) or we've miraculously stayed in contact but slipped right into just being Pals and Friends. No one has reached out with anything resembling explicit romantic interest, and it really doesn't feel like they're ever going to. And I know I should ditch the apps and go out and Participate, but When I ask you, same as before, what Time do I have? And where do I Go? i've tried to find events in my city that I would fit into, and they either don't exsist or exsist only at times and price ranges completely inaccessible to me. Not to mention events I Have gone to have ended in me passing through not talking to anyone because I'm just not good at introcutory conversations, rarely do I have anything to say, and I really only feel comfortable engaging when approached, It feels presumptuous and creepy to do the approaching.. which sounds, I imagine, an eerily familiar echo of earlier points. And so I'm stuck. I cannot win. I feel unable to act or take control and so I sit in silence and the hole inside me gets bigger and I feel less and less like a person everyday.

Fundamentally I'm at odds with myself.

I have all these wants and needs and desires that feel unfulfilled but do not believe I can or should need to ask for them (because they aren't 'unfulfilled', not because people should just ~know~ they are there). And so I cannot make myself believe they are even real, or at least that they are unfullfilled, and that it's simply me being obstinant and slefishly blind.

I understand I am not an Undesireable person per say, I am Niche and that's fine, but I feel undeniably that I am still not a person who Is/Can Be Desired, and that's a different thing entirely from being desireable.

There are no primary and secondary "characters" in real life, and while there are certain forms of 'social heirarchy' that are kinda real i am not Fundamentally and Automatically ""below"" everyone around me either by my being who i am or some kind of weird illogical ~noble choice~, but it still feels wrong of me to be forward, like I'm being cruel and controlling and dominating by speaking about myself in any capacity, or asking for things or speaking first, to dare to take on any roll that does not feel not... submissive but subjucative, as if Apologising for existing by exsisting as little as possible, by only exsisting when it is permissible for me to exsist, when I have been told it is okay, to never insert myself unannounced. (Which, as I shockingly have not mentioned yet, is completely counterproductive to my cause as it creates, from the outside, this image that I, maybe, don't care. Or at least I care but I do not Need that much. I imagine I'm read less as a loyal hound awaiting instruction, and more an aloof cat that needs to coaxed from his hiding place)

There is no point to close this off. No turn around epiphany of my hope for healing or what to do. There's maybe a quiet desperate cry for help and instruction, and a whispered hope that I haven't gravely insulted my friends who read through this. I know you all do love and care about me, and I'm sorry I struggle to receive that. I love and care about you too, and hope that you're able to recieve it in full.

But there's no big grand ending here with some optimistic bend. Just me alone in my bedroom at 2:17am, tangled up in knots, not really knowing what to do about anything at all.