#thanks for checking in btw!!

[krazieka2]

Here's a big old Fire Emblem Search & Find I did for the FE3H Masquerade Zine! Find the Golden Deer, but see if you can't find the rest of the students as well! For the ultimate challenge, see if you can't name every character! (Disclaimer two characters are NPCs with no names)

[ping-ski]

eclipse and y/n are finally done!! (you can find EBY sun & moon here)

these refs aren't that much different from the old ones aside from small changes :3

(old) EBY DCA ref

(old) Y/N ref

[v-yun]

The original post with this drawing got an unexpected amount of attention, and I got so many absolutely wonderful comments, that I'm incredibly grateful for. This was very unexpected, but also very, very nice)))

You can check out the old post to learn more about the details in this drawing

[art-is-kayos]

Can you believe it guys? Canto 7, just a week away. Canto 7 is in a week! Woohoo! I am so happy about this information. Canto 7! Just a week away, oh wow. Can you believe it? Canto 7! Just in a week! It got here so fast! Canto 7! Just a week away!

[fumifooms]

Kaka compilation

Because everyone is sleeping on him. Witness his greatness!! First two Kaka colored icons were colored by me, lineart by Ryoko Kui though!

Kaka & Kiki are kinda like Laios & Falin… Kaka being stoic and giving repressed energy like early Laios, Kiki being cryptic and always smiling and kinda soft-looking. Autism siblings 2, ostracized and othered as kids and have a deep bond due to sticking together through it all, though unlike with Laios their parents are very loving so Kaka developed family as a big value more than Laios (bc asides for Falin Laios doesn’t care much about it).

In the gnome festival comic you can see Kaka is more emotive than he seems! Full with a :3 face, and he’s the one crying at the end. He’s insecure about his legs and being tall… It really got to him. Conceal don’t feel. In the gnome festival comic you also see him sensing others’ gaze on him and that something is off unlike Kiki, again Laios-like in the way that judgement from others gets to him more than her.

[royalarchivist]

Richarlyson: You're skinny sir, are you eating well these days?

Pac: Not really. To tell you the truth, I've been eating... I stole, together with my son, we stole some cupcakes from the Federation. I ate some, but I know chocolate isn't the best thing to eat, right?

Richarlyson: 12 kilos D:

Pac: 12 kilos?!? No– what? My god. My god... Am I malnourished, Doctovo? Am I- Am I malnourished?

Richarlyson: You weigh less than a pitbull, sir.

Pac: Less than the singer? Damn... [Laughs]

Richarlyson: [Hits Pac]

[dustybones]

had to draw this scene from @jazzfordshire’s fic

[jennicatzies]

Watched tadc pilot. It was awesome ive never experienced this much existential dread.

[pikahlua]

My translation of the lyrics to "Rokutousei" by Zarame

A NOTE ABOUT THIS TRANSLATION: The lyrics in Japanese are ambiguous about the pronouns on purpose so that they can apply to so many characters in multiple ways (AND THEY SHOULD). As with many English translations of songs and poetry, I took creative license to translate these lyrics in the way that hits me hardest and you know what way that is.

Also I need you to understand before you read this that a "sixth-magnitude star" is the faintest brightness of a star detectable to the human eye. That makes the chorus something of an oxymoron, where the singer is singing about a bright light being swallowed by a dim one.

Kanji:

涙の跡が消えない横顔 瞼に残る 戸惑うことも許さない刹那 怒りに震えた

帰る場所にも似ていたこと 失うために 出会ったわけじゃないんだ 声を　言葉を 優しい熱さを 心に灯して

消えちゃいそうなほど 命が足りないんだ 君を照らせない 光に意味はない

消えちゃいたいくらいの 六等星の瞬き 一番星を掻き消すような 君の声を探してる

消えちゃいそうなほど 小さな命でも 一番星を掻き消すような 君の声を探してる 君の声を探してる

Romaji:

namida no ato ga kienai yokogao mabuta ni nokoru tomadou koto mo yurusanai setsuna ikari ni furueta

kaeru basho ni mo niteita koto ushinau tame ni deatta wake ja nainda koe wo kotoba wo yasashii atsusa wo kokoro ni tomoshite

kiechai sou na hodo inochi ga tarinainda kimi wo terasenai hikari ni imi wa nai

kiechaitai kurai no rokutousei no matataki ichiban-boshi wo kakikesu you na kimi no koe wo sagashiteru

kiechai sou na hodo chiisana inochi demo ichiban-boshi wo kakikesu you na kimi no koe wo sagashiteru kimi no koe wo sagashiteru

Translation:

The profile of a face with traces of tears that won't disappear lingers in my memory* In a brief moment when I wouldn't let my guard down to even be confused I trembled with anger

It's like a place I return home to That doesn't mean I met you just to lose you With your voice, your words, Light up my heart with gentle warmth

I guess this is where I disappear** My life is running out*** I can't shine on you My light is useless****

I just want to disappear Like the twinkling of a sixth-magnitude star drowns out the first evening star I'm searching for your voice

I guess this is where I disappear** Like how even the smallest life drowns out the first evening star I'm searching for your voice I'm searching for your voice

*This phrase is an idiom that reads literally as "to remain in one's eyelids" but means "to live on in one's mind, to remain in memory." **Literally, "It seems like the point at which I disappear." ***Literally, "Life is lacking." ***Literally, "There's no meaning in my light."

[0039pf-third-blog-hooray]

commission for @/mitsuyum 🤍 and the sketch bonus

[pushing500]

I have never been SO HAPPY to be raided before. Randy Random looking out for us today. What a madlad.

Why should we get our hands dirty when there are pigskin raiders and a killbox for that sort of thing?

Aaanytime you feel like stepping in, Kwahu...

That was so stressful omg

Thank goodness for raiders

Standard mechtech, here we gooooooo!!

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[57sfinest]

calling harry a “can opener” was SUCH a good play for so many reasons i think about it every day.

in the context of his work, it makes him a tool. as many people have pointed out, including martin luiga, part of the hdb tragedy is that he simply cannot leave the force, and his superiors know that and are using it to their advantage. no matter what happens, even if harry hated every nanosecond of every bit of the work and wanted to leave, he can’t and won’t leave. they can leverage anything they want against him and then reel him back in with a facade of kindness when they “allow” him to keep his job, as long as he does what they want him to. the 41st knows he has this inexplicable talent with people and they use him for it. he’s a cop: that talent can be used in so many awful ways, to push so many different agendas. and they won’t even be his own. a can opener has no particular desire to open a can, aside from maybe the satisfaction of fulfilling a purpose. a can opener has no agency, it’s just a tool for someone else to use to get what they want. and he’s learned to be okay with being used as long as it means he gets to stay. his complacency with this system makes him guilty even if he’s also being harmed by it.

but in the context of his personal life you kind of... flip it. the people around him are going to be opened up whether they want to be or not, and it’s terrible for his relationships. it’s shown that the questions, the prying- the can-opening- it’s become inextricable from who he is as a person. it’s like he doesn’t know how else to communicate, except it’s hardly communication when you’re just ripping people open. he’s invasive as all hell, although whether he means to be is debatable. he’s the kind of person that wants to take things apart to see what makes them tick. he dissects people, but really that’s too delicate of a word for what he does; if he doesn’t get what he wants right up front, he’ll abandon all subtlety and go for brute force. if he can’t get your screws loose he’ll just smash you on the ground and pick through your pieces until he’s satisfied, and if what he did to you isn’t fixable? oh well, there are other cans to open. 

and he’ll use it for personal gain: we already know he is (was?) manipulative. once he knows how you operate, he knows how to make you keep him. he can yell or he can cry; he can threaten you or he can threaten himself; he can be completely suffocating or he can withdraw completely; he can be an incorrigible liar or brutally honest; he can present himself as a threat or a joke or a talent. he’s a chimera- that’s why he’s got this inexplicable magnetism, even when people know they shouldn’t like or trust him. fidelity of character means nothing to him. he’ll be whatever he needs to be as long as it gets him what he wants. the can-opening is just his way in.

[humanmorph]

(transcript by @violentandmagnificent)

It’s quiet here, living in your head. It’s quiet here, and when I talk, you listen, at least when you can hear me, which isn’t always. It isn’t always, but it’s better than never. It’s quiet here, living on this ship. It’s quiet here, and I remember when it was loud, I remember different voices bouncing in these halls, I remember old arguments, I remember myself. I wonder how much I can tell you; because  I can tell you; I have much to say. But you never saw me astride the Prophet’s Path, beside the Resin Heart, imparting wrath and play. So who am I? You only know what they’ve told you. So who am I? You only know what’s written down. So who am I? You only know what’s on recordings, and according to the world, I’m a hypocrite, or drowned. I doubt you can hear me, but I know that she can. So pardon my frustration, I’m just tired of her plan. I lost my life long before I understood, before metaphor became real, before I felt the wheel’s wood. I wonder what she’ll tell you. I wonder what she’ll share.  I wonder what she’ll ask of you, what task of sweat and prayer.  I long to sweat and pray, a body in the day. The color of the sun. The touch, the ocean's spray.  The last thing that I felt in life. (The first thing that I felt in life.) The touch, the ocean's spray.  I hope she tells the truth to you. (I hope she tells the worst to you.) The touch, the ocean's spray.  I loved her like she told me to. (I left her like she told me to.) The touch, the ocean's spray.  We’re running out of time, you know? (She’s running out of time, you know?) The touch, the ocean's spray.  I fear we might be mirrored, two echoes of a call shouted between two queens, two queens who want it all. I fear we might be symmetry, I fear we might be one. Make her tell the truth to you before we come undone.

PALISADE 37: Reach In / Reach Out Pt. 1

[art-is-kayos]

Wailing Coffin Hong Lu and Gregor

[daddyplasmius]

SO i whipped up this pin for shits & giggles a few months ago & honestly completely forgot i put it on redbubble

WELL.

APPARENTLY someone bought one.

does anyone have something they'd like to say?

[effemar]

Replace the rent with the stars above / Replace the need with love / Replace the anger with the tide / Replace the ones, the ones, the ones that you love