#the survivor of the flames

[strangerlittlethings]

Spook is so mirrorball/this is me triying - coded

[tossawary]

Trying to judge Kakashi for his teaching fuck-ups is hard because everything keeps getting skewed by everything that is wrong with this man and also everything around him. He ends up being graded on the triple wonky curves of: 1) "You know, I'm not sure that you specifically could have done much better." (Child soldier as a preschooler, isolated genius prodigy fast-tracked out of childhood, violently orphaned twice, war veteran, late teenage years and nearly half his life spent in black ops, he's only like 26 years old, etc...)

2) "I'm not sure that the average Konoha ninja could have really done much better in Kakashi's shoes." (Inconsistent prior Academy training for students, little to no apparent teacher training or solid child development resources for genin team teachers, inconsistent oversight from neglectful superiors, promotion exams where it's apparently normal-ish for participants to be either killed or permanently injured, etc...)

3) "I don't think anyone could have handled this situation well, honestly. It was fucked up before Kakashi showed up." (Sasuke.) (Also Naruto if his personality had been slightly different, after 12 years of neglect and shunning. What the fuck.)

[dailywenqueque]

🧡​​ Spook - Survivor of the Flames 🔥​

19/02/24

[turkey-sandwich]

Ryuseitai sure loves putting fire in their mvs

[crimson-and-clover-1717]

Ed Teach, Gods, and Beautiful Things

We don’t know if Ed ever picked flowers as a boy. But if he did, he’d likely be thinking about the potential in owning a florist’s. Because Ed knows it’s not in god’s plan for him to have beauty for beauty’s sake.

Ed chides himself even in the gravy basket: ‘Everything’s got to have an angle for you’. ‘Hornigold’s’ shoes cannot simply exist as beautifully crafted objects. They need to be monetized. Ed continues to wrestle with his demons a long time.

Ed’s worldview is entirely rational for a child who knew hunger; who saw limited food thrown against walls in acts of domestic violence. Told he wasn’t one of those kinds of people. Who killed a brutal father in order to survive. Leaned into himself, trauma-driven.

But Ed’s also an artist. He thinks in metaphor. He cultivates a larger-than-life persona so convincing it smothers him. He can produce an astonishingly creative fuckery. But there’s motive to his art which usually involves pecuniary interest i.e. the plundering of a ship. Cloud-gazing serves a wider purpose. The romance removed from the rainbow. It’s not that Ed can’t see beauty for beauty’s sake; he believes he doesn’t have the right to see the world with such eyes. Nor the luxury. He’s hidden his silk. No time for sensibility with constant threat of storm. Extrinsic value is what matters. Don’t starve is what counts. Such an approach to life, however, is making Ed increasingly ill and world-weary.

Ed’s quest for security, financial and physical, and the extraordinary pantomime he’s built to achieve it, has buried him alive. He’s trapped within a chrysalis. A butterfly with unspread wings. And he’s attracted the fanatical devotion of a self-appointed little god, entirely in thrall to the hyper-masculine performance, who refuses to let the show end. When Ed wobbles after many years, and hints at changing the script, he is rebuked to his crew as increasingly insane and half-mad. He’s neither; but he is, at the very least, utterly depressed and passively suicidal.

When Ed hears of ‘The Gentleman Pirate’, and despite the obfuscation of his over-zealous prison-guard, he realises the door to the cell has opened a crack - this is a jailbreak. The chasing down of the Revenge is Ed’s decision to live with meaning, and to live freely. To find beauty in the world for beauty’s sake. To attempt to heal his inner child. To flip his middle finger at the gods…all of them. It’s still trauma-driven, but less strategy, more instinct. That in itself is a beginning.

Ed breaks open the chrysalis and heads for the light.

[flamefireflower]

[Day 12 - Crossover]

Did I ever mention here that I am a Rain World fan? Don't think so

Olimar, Louie and the Pikmin visit a whole new world, that also happens to have a ton of weird creatures, abandoned structures and danger at the end of each day...

[farthest-harbor]

Been a few months since I posted. Was traveling, am back now.

The Current Events are making me want to go find a cave to live in. Job things are hellish rn as well.

Only one thing for it: comfort character.

Here’s Nick and my Sole Lin. Maybe one day I’ll be able to draw them without making them look stiff, but today is not that day.

Stay safe out there everyone. The only way out is through. :/

[splitsabers]

Studies in orange - Star Wars Jedi: Survivor

[janebonbon]

Look at this Howdy I just made! It's only my second time trying I am SO proud of myself...

[wizardhatwithacowboybrim]

fucking around and finding out with my digital style frustrating because nothing looks right today >:|

anyway look at that sad dad and murder mac n cheese theyre so cringe and fail, go white boys go

[marzipanandminutiae]

Diff anon,

You are so cool. I see you debunking myths, adding nuances to historical posts, and politely/pointedly telling jerks to push off.

AND YOU COLLECT DOLLS?!

it's too much, stop being so cool so the rest of us have a chance 🥰

That's so kind, Anon! But the great thing about coolness is that there's enough to go around. Everybody has their Thing, and there are people out there being cool in ways I can't even imagine. We all get to sit around gazing starry-eyed at each other and putting impostor syndrome to flight, and that is amazing.

Speaking of dolls, though:

"Maman, I think our new sister might be a giantess."

Celandine is sitting atop a stack of books here, making her look even more massive compared to the other three on the shelf. Hopefully Leonore (far left; late 1860s French fashion doll) will cede her Biggest Doll status with grace. Between them, of course, are early 1870s fashion doll Mary Ann and resin Enchanted Doll BJD Maryse.

(Not pictured: Amy, a reproduction 18th-century English wooden doll made c. 2000; Nellie, an 1880s china doll; two vintage Barbies in need of further post-fire cleaning; and a poor French fashion dear with a broken head named Marinette who I'm still trying to figure out what to do with.)

[thielith]

Hot Risk of Rain 2 Take: The Game ISNT DEAD

i believe the issues that came with the DLC update will be fixed with time

they REALLY needed to cook the update longer cause some of the stuff in here (not including the bugs) feels like prototype stuff (some item logs dont flow really well and are confusing)

the stuff thats here is really good! just sucks that bugs kinda ruin that

[atonalginger]

on the jukebox at the Dugout Inn

🎶How lucky can one guy be? I kissed her and she kissed me. Like the fella once said, "Ain't that a kick in the head?"

The room was completely black. I hugged her and she hugged back. Like the sailor said, quote, "Ain't that a hole in the boat?"

My head keeps spinning. I go to sleep and keep grinning. If this is just the beginning, My life is gonna be beautiful.

I've got sunshine enough to spread. It's just like the fella said, "Tell me quick: ain't love a kick in the head?"🎶

--Kick in the Head by Dean Martin

At some point, after the first story arc has played out, Vadim will get to take Dawn back to the Dugout Inn for some R&R and a night of dancing will absolutely be on the docket.

[cjoatprehn]

Okay okay—I need to stop before I burn myself. Because I’m on fire, oh my gods. There were so many song inspirations, I put them together in a playlist for this poem! Here’s @skylerwitherspoon’s prompt for day 19.

Still debating on if I’ll…make a spoken poetry video for this poem but I’ll leave it to yall in a poll.

[alexipresume]

do i know how to use tumblr? nope. do i still wanna post my gayass dagan art on here regardless? yup. indeed i do.

[marinersubmariner]