#they created love. they just understand it more than any single person on earth

[arielleslipgloss]

How to Reinvent Yourself!!

(none of these photos are mine!) “Pour yourself a drink, put on lipstick and pull yourself together.” - Elizabeth Taylor

Mindset!! This is one of the most important things that comes with reinventing yourself. Therefore that toxic, negative, insecure, and judgmental mindset has gotta go. Say hello to your new positive, secure, lavish, and uplifting mindset! Now, first thing you need to do is stop taking EVERYTHING so personally. Should you really be spending your whole day overthinking what this person says about you. NO! The only opinion that should matter when it comes to you, IS YOU. Next, think with a “so what?” type of mindset. Someone doesn’t like you? So what! Someone judges you? So what! Say so what, and move on. Lastly, take care of your mind!! You can’t create a whole new mindset if you don’t take care of your mind. So, heal whatever is making your mind stressed and fill your head with lots of good thoughts. You could compliment yourself, do shadow work, watch uplifting videos, just do whatever makes you feel good.

2. Set boundaries!! Not only should you set boundaries for yourself, but also for your relationships. Whether thats with a bf/gf, family members, or even friends. Whoever it is, they need to understand to not cross the line. Now, if they don’t understand then they obviously shouldn’t be around you. This year we are only surrounding ourselves around people who deserve to have access to us. Now, let’s talk about examples of having boundaries . First example, someone may be touching you in a way that makes you uncomfortable. For that reason you move a bit away from that person and clarify that they’re making you uncomfortable. If they call you selfish, so what? They need to understand to respect your boundaries. Second, someone is disrespecting you? Tell them that you don’t like their behavior and to stop. Last example, a stranger is using your belongings without your permission? Tell them that they should have asked and you don’t want them using your stuff. If any of these people don’t respect your boundaries, get them out of your life!!

3. Change the way you dress, talk, and walk!! I would like to clarify quickly, only do this if you want to. Moving on, I’ve learnt that slower walking and talking is better. Now I’m not saying to walk and talk in slow motion. Just slightly do it slower. This way, you can play attention to your behaviors more. It can be really important to observe yourself. Not only that but in a world moving fast, walking slow makes you stand out. Also make sure when you speak, it’s clear. That way people can understand you and what you’re saying. Finally, let’s go over the way you dress. Wear outfits that make you feel good, stylish, and fit you well. If you want to wear an outfit, don’t shy away. Wear it if it makes you feel happy! When you wear an outfit that makes you confident, the outfit is even cuter. Don’t forget, have fun with fashion and experiment with pieces.

4. Self-worth!! You need to understand that you’re an absolute BLESSING on this Earth. You are here for a reason and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. There is not a single flaw in you. You see your insecurities? Yeah, well someone out there has them too. Just because you have a few insecurities, doesn’t mean that should bring your value down. You should bring your value up and add taxes by realizing your worth.

“It is far better to be alone, than to be in bad company.” - George Washington

Love you dolls sm!! Remember to always wear a smile and stay pretty 💋

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[maxislvt]

Fallen into Lust

pairing(s): fallen angel!succubus!agatha harkness x angel!reader

summary: curiosity didn't fare well in heaven, but agatha always had a burning desire to learn more. it was only a matter of time before the angels properly kicked agatha out of heaven. despite what you insist, being pushed from heaven changes an angel even if they hadn't properly fallen.

warnings: religious imagery and discussion, smut, loss of virginity, afab!reader, innocence kink, fingering, oral sex

a/n: shout out to literally the best baby big sister ever @our-blood-is-our-ink for requesting this. I love it so much.

Event Masterlist

Agatha was always an intelligent angel. She was curious about everything since the day she was created. She chewed curiously on her halo and plucked the feathers of her archangel's wings to examine the gold-dusted feathers. 

It was safe to say she never grew out of that phase. She'd read just about every version of the holy book she could get her hands on. Even the ones written by humans that were foolish and twisted the words of her lord. Agatha wanted to know more. She'd sneer at how carelessly humans would write their baseless ideals amongst words so pure and sacred. It was frustrating to see that nearly every holy book had been tainted by the violence of humans. 

To make matters worse, not a single deity, angel, or god seemed worried about it. Some of them were bad enough to encourage or profit from it. They placed bets and laughed as their creations slaughtered each other senselessly. 

Despite their holy status, many other angels didn't seem to care. Agatha's concerns were often met with scuffs and eye rolls. Not a single heavenly body cared as much as she did. Their hatred was so intense they began turning Agatha away. Some would turn their backs on her. 

Not you, though. You were different. Agatha's proclamations were above you, but you were kind enough to stand up for her. When the other angels would gossip or go out of their way to exclude Agatha, you'd be right there to defend her. Maybe you couldn't wrap your head around human politics, but you at least tried to listen. That was all Agatha cared about. You stayed. Even when her rants were incomprehensible and nothing more than a string of frustrated scuffs and grunts. 

Unfortunately, you were pretty popular amongst the other angels. It wasn't a shock. You were practically the perfect angel: kind, understanding, innocent. They'd huddle around you like you were the Messiah just to coo at you and praise you for the most minor thing. Agatha hated it. Not because you didn't deserve that praise, but because she was jealous.

Jealousy was a two-sided street. Every Time you dared to choose Agatha over your friends, she'd have to deal with it. They'd scold her endlessly for taking you away and corrupting you with her "nonsense." 

You'd only vaguely known about the conflict. Your friends would grumble about your tardiness or absence, and Agatha would always give you vague answers when you asked why she didn't get along with your friends. It was nothing more than a personality conflict in your head. Agatha was hungry for knowledge, but your friends were much more easygoing. 

Personality conflicts don't end with ripped wings and cracked halos. 

The day Agatha was brutally shunned from the community of angels was quiet. It made your stomach churn. The other angels said nothing, but you could feel something was off. You spent the entire day roaming around heaven. Then you found something. 

Surrounded by torn feathers and liquid gold laid a deformed halo. You didn't think twice before leaping off the clouds of heaven into the earth. Only gods had the authority to banish someone from heaven. If their halo was still glowing, they'd been pushed off. 

You searched the thick forest for any sign of a fellow angel—feathers, blood, or maybe even another halo. Instead, you found something worse. A silver ring with AH engraved on it.

Agatha had fallen. 

𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪

"Agatha, Agatha!" 

Your voice was hoarse at this point. There was no telling how long you'd been screaming. Time was irrelevant to you know. All that mattered was finding Agatha. Even if she was dead, somebody had to pay for their crimes. The golden trail of blood confirmed your fears. Agatha wasn't cast out of heaven; she'd been pushed. 

"Agatha! Oh, thank heavens you're alive!" The relief of finding Agatha was short-lived. You ran over and immediately tried to help her onto her feet. "Come on, I have to get you back to heaven, and I'll report whoever did this to you." A frown overtook your face when Agatha pushed you away. 

"I can't go back up there. I've fallen." Her voice was weak, and she could barely stand upright. Agatha leaned against the tree for support to avoid staining your sweater. "You..you shouldn't be with me either. Just go back up there and pretend I don't exist." The words left a bitter taste in her mouth. Being alone was a pretty scary thought, but she couldn't risk you being tainted by Earth. "I've fallen. I couldn't go back up even if I wanted to." 

Your chest felt tight. "No, just because you fell from heaven doesn't mean you're a fallen angel! I saw your halo before I came down there; it was still glowing!" You frantically searched your satchel for gauze and something to clean the wound. "I just have to get you patched up, and then-" 

Agatha's hand reached out and caressed your cheek. "You can't carry me back to heaven by yourself. At least give me some time to heal first." She could never bring herself to make you upset. Deep down, she knew there was no way she could return. Part of her didn't even want to. Even if God extended his grace to her, there was no telling how the other angels would react to her return. "I know somewhere for you to take me." 

The walk was sad and slow.

Agatha seemed reasonably adjusted to living on Earth. She didn't doubt herself as she guided you through the never-ending forest. She wasn't concerned about wildlife or getting lost, even in her weakened state. You would've mistaken her for a nymph if you hadn't known better. It only took about an hour of walking for you to figure out why Agatha was so relaxed. 

She had a cabin. It was pretty large, but you could tell that Agatha used every square inch of it. The shelves were jam-packed with books of all kinds in many different languages. Even though the kitchen was spotless, you could tell she'd been using them for a while. The decor felt so natural to her. All the deep purple furniture was taken care of, but not brand new. 

 You were glad Agatha had somewhere to rest while she recovered, but you felt excluded from her life. Agatha was your closest friend. It wasn't right to feel so alienated in her space. 

Agatha limped to her room before collapsing on the bed. All the pain from walking with untreated wounds had started to catch up to her. Angels healed fast, but without her halo, she'd be bedridden for weeks. "I've always wanted to take you down here," She confessed. 

It made you smile. "I appreciate that." The smell of holy alcohol was awful, but you had to commit. "This is going to burn a bit." You rubbed the alcohol-soaked towel against the ripped skin where Agatha's wings should've been. It was hard to look at, but you suffered through it for her sake. Every feather you plucked came with a hushed apology and a kiss on her back. "They'll grow back soon…I promise." 

Agatha didn't have much faith but wouldn't bring you down with her nihilism. She wasn't even sure you knew what that was. "It'll be a long time until then." She raised her arm so you could tend to the rest of her wounds. She didn’t want to push you away. She didn’t want to suffer another beating, either. There was no telling what being on Earth would do to your mind. Angels were strong, but you were definitely on the softer side. It would be nothing for you to fall victim to the whim of a mountain lion or any other of god’s wild creations. Heaven was the only place for someone as pure and perfect as you. 

You rolled Agatha onto her back so you could see her face. “I don’t mind waiting,” you said. There was a long pause as you thought about what you had said. “Well,” you said, bracing for rejection, “I wouldn’t mind waiting with you.” Earth was new to you, but you figured it’d be no issue if you stayed in the cabin the whole time. Agatha was the only reason you were down here. You had no interest in anything else.

She let out a defeated laugh. How could she ever say no to you? Her hands wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer. “You’ll have to go back to heaven eventually,” she warned. It didn’t hold much water. All you had to do was pout, and you could easily make Agatha change her mind, but she at least had to pretend she wasn’t on the edge of spoiling you rotten. “Every day you spend down here is a day you must stay in heaven, got it?” Agatha extended her pinkie finger out to you. She didn’t know where you got the idea of a pinkie promise, but it was cute. 

Without thinking, you wrapped your pinkie around Agatha’s. You knew it was only a matter of time before Agatha started a pinkie promise. “And you said you’d never start a pinkie promise!” 

Agatha fondly rolled her eyes. "I'll always make an exception if it means keeping you safe." 

𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪

Leaving Agatha was hard, but returning to her was confusing. 

You had spent two weeks on Earth with Agatha before she forced you to return to heaven. It was a dreadfully long time without her. You occupied yourself with your heavenly duties, but not even those could distract you from how much you missed her. 

When you finally saw her again, Agatha looked different. Her hair was curlier and seemed to be growing by the second.  You also noticed there were bags under her eyes. It wasn't typical for an angel's appearance to change so drastically unless they were promoted. 

"Do you think you'll become an archangel when you return?"

Agatha stopped chopping the vegetables in front of her. She knew you would notice the way she was changing. You weren't dumb. Just uneducated. Agatha hated how everyone in heaven fawned over you; she wanted to protect your innocence. "Maybe, but if anyone gets promoted to archangel, it should be you." She cut off the end of a carrot before handing it to you. "You were only here two weeks, and there's already vegetables growing around here." 

You tentatively chewed on the carrot. Then you lit up. 

Literally. 

Your excitement was too much to contain and showed in the form of a blinding light admitted from your halo. It filled the entire cabin within seconds and lasted nearly a whole minute. 

Agatha rabidly blinked and rubbed her eyes. "That's one way to say they taste good," she chuckled. 

You frowned. "I didn't realize Earth was so dim." Heavenly light was the brightest light imaginable. Agatha should've been used to such brightness, but you brushed it off as her eyes adjusted to the forest's darkness. "It's nice to see something that's not white, gold, or silver, but the forests are so dim down here." 

As the day went on, you started noticing other changes about Agatha. 

Being on Earth changed her preferences a bit. When you two would read together, the books were usually nonfiction. It wasn't uncommon for you to sit down and read through an entire book about alchemy or astronomy. It was always fun to watch humans scramble and debate about their inaccuracies about the planet they lived on. 

Now, Agatha seemed interested in more fictional things. Romance was her go-to for reading. You didn't mind it. Love was beautiful, even if it was trapped between print and paper. The problem was that the novels would get weird. Not bad, but sometimes you needed help understanding what was happening.

The only way you'd learn is by asking. 

"I don't know what this means," you confessed. The blush on your face was from shame. Agatha had taught you so much, yet you didn't understand such a simple book. "The words make sense, but I can't figure out what they're doing." You sunk back into Agatha's chest and looked away from the book. This was the third book where the actions were almost impossible for you to imagine. You should've said something sooner, but it embarrassed you. 

"That's okay. What don't you understand?" Agatha was quick to spread your thighs. "It's very physical; it's easier to explain if I can do it to you." Her hands massaged your thighs in just the right way to get you to relax. The thought of touching you had become overwhelming. Agatha was starting to feel things she'd never felt before. She'd heard many names for it. Love, lust, desire. All of them were genuine feelings, but she wasn't sure which one described how she felt. "Don't be shy. I won't judge you." 

You turned back a few pages and scanned them to find one of the words. "Well, a lot of it doesn't make sense. What's a clit, and what does fingering mean in this context? I thought you fingered instruments. How do you do that to a person?" You flipped back even further. "And why does it say she's wet all the time? Does she have a bladder problem?" 

Agatha could only smile. She rolled down your shorts until the top was at the middle of your thighs. It was indeed a blessing how thin the underwear in heaven was.  Her thumb rubbed tight circles around your clit. "This is your clit. It's a bunch of tiny little nerves down there." She wrapped her free arm around your waist to keep you still. "It's really sensitive, so you have to be careful." Feeling your squirm and wiggle was so much fun. "And if you keep rubbing it just right-"

"I feel sticky!" You would've jumped out of Agatha's lap if she wasn't holding you. A strange buzzing formed under your skin. It was so warm and inviting but so bold and new at the same time. Sitting still was nearly impossible. "Is it supposed to be sticky," you asked frantically.

 Agatha rubbed your stomach to ease your frantic nerves. "You're fine. Everything is fine. That's what it feels like when you're wet." Just one finger had a difficult time slipping into your cunt. You were untouched. Free of corruption and ready to be claimed. She kissed up the side of your neck to ease your nerves. "When you start moving, that counts as fingering." 

A shaky breath tumbled from your lips. You were too overwhelmed to speak. It felt like a tight knot under your stomach, and you just wanted to pull the right string and watch it all unravel. Agatha was close to hitting the right spot, but you were too shy to ask. 

Just before that knot could unravel, Agatha pulled her fingers away. She reveled in the way your breathing staggered. You were a mess — her mess. "Does that answer your question?"

You cleared your throat and took a deep breath. "Um, I think that's everything." It was far from everything, but you weren't even sure where to start. So you just sat there in silence. You're too flustered to pretend to read anymore. "Can we go for a walk after we finish this chapter? I need to clear my head." 

"Anything for my superstar," she said. Agatha was a bit disappointed she couldn't play on your curiosity, but she had plenty of time to teach you. It wouldn't be long before Agatha had you begging for it. 

𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪

"You're a succubus." 

It's not an accusation. Rather, you stated a fact that had taken you almost four months to realize, but the truth nonetheless. 

Agatha stopped reading as she pondered what you said. She wasn't an angel anymore, and being a human wasn't possible. It would explain her seemingly unsatisfiable appetite and the constant desire to have you. Though she could feel her body was changing, it appeared rather underwhelming. "I guess you're right."

You sat up and looked down at Agatha. "You'll never be able to come back to heaven." It broke your heart. All you wanted was to be with Agatha forever. How was that supposed to happen if she was stuck on Earth — or worse, be forced to live in hell? Your chest tightened, and you felt hot tears prick the corners of your eyes. 

"Don't cry. Nothing is going to change between us." Agatha wiped away your tears. "I promise what we have down here is much better than anything we could make up there." She kissed your lips firmly. Heaven was the least of her concerns. Agatha wanted to be with you. It didn't matter where you two were. "Earth has the both of us, a nice cabin, and a magnificent garden. What else do we need?" 

You sniffled as you considered Agatha's words. "B-but, who are you going to feed from? I don't want you running off and doing that with other people!" A moment of silence passed between the two of you. Then your face got hot. "I don't know how to do any of that stuff. Are you sure you want to do that with me?" Your face felt incredibly hot. Intimacy was a mostly unexplored area for you. "What if I'm so bad at it that you end up starving?" 

"I don't think that's how it works," she said affectionately, "but I think it'd be better if we found out." Agatha pinned you down to the bed. It was much nicer having you underneath her. You looked like a scared doe. "You're too cute for your own good," she whispered before kissing you. 

You held on to the collar of Agatha as you feverishly kissed her back. It felt good. You turned your head and tried to collect your breath. "Will it hurt?" You trusted Agatha, but you were terrified. "Do I have to take all my clothes off?" 

"I'd never hurt you." Agatha immediately leaned down to attack your neck with open mouth kisses. She cursed the fact every angel in heaven was so nosy. All she wanted was to stake her claim over you, but there was no telling how they'd react. "I've seen you naked plenty of times before." 

You chuckled nervously. "Yeah, but it's a little different when it's like this." Despite your apprehension, you let Agatha have her way. Each kiss she gave you caused goosebumps to rise. "Are you sure you've never done this before? It feels really good." A small gasp escaped your lips when Agatha's teeth dug into your hip bone. "Be nice!" 

Agatha just huffed at you before making her way lower. She loved the plumpness of your thighs, but they were in the way of what she wanted. You were more than wet enough for Agatha to do as she pleased. "Fuck you taste so good," she moaned after licking a long strip up your slit. Two of her fingers eased inside your hole while her tongue lapped at your sensitive nub. "You're adorable." 

Your body twisted and squirmed as Agatha pleased you. It felt weird being so wet. Your slick had ruined the bedsheets. "Agatha, I don't know if I can take more of this!"  Your hand tangled in her hair. One moment you were pulling her away, and the next, you pushed her closer to your cunt. "I think something is happening!"

Agatha wrapped her arms around your thighs to keep them open. She continued her assault until the inevitable happened. Her tongue stuck out flat, so no matter which way you turned, your clit would run against it. Your cunt still sucked in her fingers as greedily as it did the first time. Not a single drop of your cum was wasted. Agatha would've easily pushed you into a second orgasm if it weren't for the particularly hard push you'd given her. 

Your body collapsed against the bed. Once again, you had many questions, but all of them would go unasked. Not because of shame— that was long gone now—but rather because of how tired you were. Just the thought of speaking was too much for you. 

Agatha looked down at you with nothing but love in her eyes. Your sweaty, desperate body was like art to her. It was the only thing she wanted to see. She leaned down and kissed you passionately. "You were more than enough for me. I never want to hear you doubt yourself again." Agatha slipped her arms underneath you and lifted you. "I know, but you have to get clean." 

It was your turn to let out a defiant huff. Unlike Agatha, you didn't have a disobedient bone in your body. You let Agatha bathe and redress you, along with all the other little details she loved to fuss over. You felt so small and helpless, but you liked it. Everything felt right. Agatha could never return to heaven, but that didn’t matter. Home was down on Earth with the woman you loved the most. Being an archangel was just more work, anyway.

[rowenablade]

Okay. Okay. Okay.

I saw it coming. I hoped it wouldn’t go there, but I did see the writing on the wall. I feel safe to admit here that I’ve spent the past week or so prematurely grieving for Izzy. I’ve cried. I’m embarrassed to admit it but I have.

Was I hoping DJenks and Co would pull out something totally unexpected and subvert the payoff they were clearly setting up? Yes, of course. Did it hurt when that didn’t happen? Yes. But I don’t think any of the creative team on this show were trying to hurt me.

We should have gotten a longer season. Moments should have gotten more space to breathe. I absolutely agree with that and if there’s any villain in this story, it’s Max and the current era of streaming greed we’re in. All art is inevitably stained by the context in which it’s created. This is not new.

Perhaps I’m just old and sentimental, but I don’t have it in me to be angry. Stories that make me cry don’t make me angry. I get angry when stories make me feel nothing. I get angry at the shrink-wrapped Disney Marvel shows where I can’t remember a single goddamn plot point after absorbing a whole season. I get angry when I’m treated with contempt. I’m a Game of Thrones fandom refugee; believe me when I tell you that if I felt betrayed, I would admit it.

Here’s the thing. My theory is, this was always part of the plan. I’d bet good money that if you go way back to DJenks first outline of what this story was going to be, Izzy’s death was always at this point, to give Ed the turning point he needed. You can say Izzy is a person, not a narrative device, but that’s not really true. He’s not a person. He’s a character, and characters have their place in the narrative. My guess is Izzy’s place was always this.

What I think wasn’t planned? Was the blossoming of his character that we got. I think all the love that got poured into the character was thanks to Con, and the cast, and the fandom. And I think when the writer’s room was given this task of killing Izzy off, because that was always his fate, they moved heaven and earth to reassure us that they had grown to love him as much as we did. All those moments where he touches joy, where Con’s warmth and humor shine through? I don’t think those were planned from the beginning. I think Izzy’s death was, and that’s why for some, this hits a bitter note.

Was it done perfectly? No. Art is rarely perfect. I’ve never created anything I consider perfect. There’s always roads not taken, details missed, viewpoints that were too far into your peripheral vision for you to take in with more than a blurred glance. I’m grateful that the writers tried to soften the blow of Izzy’s death for us. I understand if you feel they failed, and that the failure makes it worse.

But I’m not angry.

I still love this show, and the fandom that’s sprung up around it. I’m going to write so much fic. I’m going to feel so many things. I’m feeling them right now, with us.

I’m here if anyone needs to talk. Let’s all try and be gentle with each other; we’re fragile. And that includes the cast and crew- vent here in our safe space (ship), but I really hope we don’t see the creators getting hate for, at worst, failing to create the art they wanted.

I invite you to grieve with me, but please do it gently. I’m fragile.

[strangegutz]

Idk if you need to hear this or not or whatever but I like your art. All of it.

I love hearing about your ocs, seeing your drawings, and your dolls once you finish them! I don't know why a big chunk of your audience just... doesn't care about your drawings, but I hope you know that it ain't all right to me.

I think some people see you as this doll-creating machine when you're not. I think it's mostly because the attitude towards art and posting art online has been super tainted by tiktok and such. Viewing art as something to just look at for a moment rather than taking just a little more time to think about even just the work that goes into it.

Anyways I think you shouldn't have to take that, and you do not need to apologize for just making other art. It's your blog and you're a grown man, post whatever you feel like, if people really don't like that they can just kick bricks.

I guess I don't know you in full, but I guess you have posted about sometimes needing the money that comes from your art, so I suppose that sometimes it could be hard to apply the same mindset that an unemployed dropout that has the stability of their parents to support them has. But I guess I'm saying that it isn't right, people's attitude towards you sometimes.

Anon you're totally right, should say it, I do need to hear it, and I completely agree, and also hear everything u say in the back of my head.

Instead of an angel and devil on my shoulders I have "it's so over" and "we're so back" fairies and the "it's so over" one is really loud and makes me anxiety post online and apologize profusely for drawing beefy dudes when most people are just waiting for more orange slices LOL

I really don't have any ill will towards people that like one over the other (though I do feel relief when people prefer my OCs bc I'm thirsty for it) but it does make me sad when people straight up unfollow over it (that's why I tag things!) because I love them so much. And I get a tad frustrated when the dolls I really like are overshadowed by ones I really don't care for. That's just how it is on this bitch of an Earth, people will like what they like and can curate their experience however they want though. The frustration is personal and nobodies fault

I do assume that everyone is being fair and understands how much time art takes, but yeah some folks crawl out of the woodwork not realizing These Things Take Time. I can only go so fast, everything is sculpted and sewn by hand!

But yes, at the end of the day this is just straight up my art blog, and I post my art here. I appreciate every single set of eyes on my art, I'm thankful for love I get, and I am especially grateful to everyone that just wants to see whatever the hell I have to offer

[starheirxero]

XERO- XERO- HOW COULD YOU/SILLY?! YOUR LORD LUNAR AND SERVANT ECLIPSE POST HAS BEEN HOGGING MY BRAIN FOR THE PAST SIX HOURS!!

THEY ARE ROTATING IN MY BRAIN-

IT IS SO TRAGIC- IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL-

THERE'S SOMETHING SO EERY AND HAUNTING ABOUT IT-

A BROKEN GOD AND THEIR FAITHUL PRIEST. A BURNT OUT SUN AND A WITHERING EARTH, THAT SEEKS ITS LIGHT, DESPITE KNOWING, IT'LL NEVER BURN AGAIN.

THE WORSHIPPER, WHO HAS NOTHING, AND THUS CENTERS THEIR ENTIRE WORLD AROUND IT'S GOD. A GOD WHO LAYS ON A CRUMBLING PIECE OF LAND, UNABLE TO DO ANYTHING OTHER THAN WAIT FOR THEIR END, YET STILL TRYING TO SOMEHOW REASSURE AND COMFORT THE ONLY ONE LEFT, THE ONLY ONE WHO CARES.

A BROTHER, A COMPANION, WHO BEGS, AND PLEADS, AND YELLS FOR HIS ONLY FRIEND, HIS ONLY REASON TO BE, TO WAKE UP AND DO SOMETHING. IT DOESN'T MATTER, WHAT. EVEN IF THEY TEASE HIM, AND CAUSE HIM TO RAGE, HE WON'T COMPLAIN, AS LONG AS THEY ARE STILL HERE.

A SHELL OF A PERSON, WHO, IN ANOTHER LIFE, WANTED NOTHING MORE THAN TO HEAR THOSE WORDS LEAVE THE OTHER'S MOUTH. WHO NOW CAN'T EVEN RESPOND, AND ONLY WATCH IN FADING DESPERATION, UNABLE TO CRY AND REACH OUT. UNABLE TO TELL HIM "I'm still here."

HE HAS LEFT THEM IN ANY OTHER WORLD, AND IN THIS ONE, THEY ARE GOING TO BE THE ONE TO LEAVE.

I CAN'T TAKE THIS/POS-

What messes me up even more about it is their relationship in canon.

They are not meant to be. They are always meant to be miles apart. They are always meant to hate one another, to bite and tear and rip each other apart. Their siblinghood, from the moment it was created, was doomed, not meant to last…

And yet.

They are still here, and they are together, and they care and love, and they beg for it to last.

In any other universe, Eclipse is meant to flash his teeth and leave.

In any other universe, Lunar is meant to long for something that can never be, until it becomes a part of them.

And yet, this time, this one time, it's different.

In this one universe, this single, crumbling place, they'll be at each other's side until the end.

This one time, Eclipse will stay, and instead of flashing his teeth, he'll cry and scream and embrace.

In this one universe, Lunar won't long for something unreachable, won't become a reflection of what they so despise. Instead, though they are unable to answer, they will know how much they were cherished and loved.

This one time, the spiteful creator, afraid of affection, worships and prays.

This one time, the creation, haunted by what they could never have, is worshipped and loved by the one they longed for.

This will be the first, and last time. This will be the only universe, where they mean everything to each other, where they are each other's worlds.

Had their situation been any different, they would kill one another. But as they are, they lay silently in the grass, waiting for the end, for one cannot fight, and the other sees no worth in a world without their god, the only person to get past their walls and reach for their hand.

And most tragically, no one will ever know them.

No one will ever know of their world.

No one will ever know, that they are capable of simply loving one another.

"Do you think we're brothers in another universe?"

No, They are not. They won't ever be again.

Their fates are intertwined endlessly, but it will always be twisted and cruel.

They are only brothers this one time. But maybe that's enough.

Maybe they are just happy, it was them.

-Stardust

HAJAHSJAHSJS!!!!!!! HAJAHSJAHSJANSJSHJSNDJS!!!!!!!!!!! YESYYEYSYED AHHHHHHH STARDUST YOU GET ME YOU GET MEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

YOU SEE MY VISION YOU UNDERSTAND THE VIBES I WAS GOING FOR YES YES YES!!!!!!

AND AHAHSGSJSBSJSGS DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON EVERYTHING YOU SAID ABOUT HOW THE CONTRAST WITH CANON I DIDN'T EVEN THINK ABOUT THAT I'M GUNNA CRY /POS

THEY'RE A TOTAL OPPOSITE OF CANON..... Eclipse at Lunar's feet begging to hear something, anything, from them and Lunar only being able to watch no matter how hard they try...... They are right in each other's arms. There's nowhere else to go but they wouldn't leave if they could. Other Lunar and Eclipse duos could probably not even begin to fathom such a situation.....

GHBPHBBUEHEUUE AND,,, WHEUUEUE,,, AND AOAUGHH TGEYRE ONLY BROTHERS THIS ONCE,,,, BUT MAYBE THATS ENOUGH . MAYBE THEY ATE JUST HAPPY IT WAS THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[choshasan]

Let's talk Fictosexuality and Science for a sec

I previously pisted this on Hoyolab, several weeks ago, but I felt like tumblr needed to hear it too after looking through the #animesexual tag and seing so much uneducated hate.

First of all, Fictosexuality is the attraction to Exclusively **OR** almost exclusively fictional character, and it has many subbranches, that even I myself don't know all of them, and it falls under the umbrealla terms of Asexuality and Aromantism.

My original post from Hoyolab, corrected as best I could:

Fun science fact: a study proved that your brain cannot, in fact, tell apart the feelings you feel for a fictional character, to those you would feel a real human, Other studies have proved that it could be easier to get attached to a character rather than a real human as it is easier to get to know them and know them deeper than you would a real person, (the way they think, their full day to day routine, etc.) Therefore, yes. Scientifically speaking, you could, in fact, 100% fall in love with a fictional character, and it's not being delusional, that's just your brain and emotions working the normal way they should be!

Some of the replies I felt should be brought up:

Reply: I think some of the problem here is that, in English, we only have one word for love & a lot of native English speakers don't understand our single word is actually a spectrum of every type of love that exists; and that a person can feel some types of love without having another person reciprocate those feelings. Combine that lack of understanding with the need to be the winner of any disagreement, and you get people like the ones in this comment section who are saying you're wrong without giving any explanation for their opinion.

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Me: Yeah, I can 100% see that. I also feel like theres this wrong mentality that a lot of people have been tought that "you HAVE to find THE one and only for you! You MUST find your ONE TRUE LOVE!" When love is totally just a spectrum and that is different for everyone. Semi-unrelated but I also feel thats where the argument that AroAce folks aren't real started from. Because people are just so convinced that everyone just has a one true love and that they'll get their one true love with no work// doing the bare minimum.

There was more replies I wanted to bring up, but filtering through over 600 comments is very hard, espetially when the hoyolab app lags, sorry.

I have so much more I wanna say on the topic because it is a topic that fascinates me, espetially as someone who identifies with Animesexuality and has found great comfort and peace in this lable.

Also, there are some people who would make the counter arguments "Fictional characters aren't a gender"

No, they are not, but you can be Gay/sapphic/lesbian/bi/pan/omni/etc. + Fictosexual.

It's as if saying you can't be aromantic but be attracted to [gender] sexualy. (Or the other way around)

People don't need to limit themselves to one and only one lable, you can be Gay Aromantic, Bi Asexual, for examples and so many more.

Another argument often made is "you can't be attracted to an innanimate object"

... they're not an object, an object needs a physical form to be, first of all.

Second, a character is a representation of a fictive **PERSON** not a fictive Object, they are real humans//creatures, they just don't have a "real physical form".

There's also the "They're not real".

They aren't real human beings that you can touch physically, they are "real". they are created characters that can be percieved, they just don't have a real, touchable physical form, but saying something isn't "real" because it's not an existing person / object on this earth is like saying Air or Gravity doesn't exist because you can't see it with your eyes. They can't be seen but they can be percieved and they are proven to exist. Plus, "they aren't real" they have been created, yes they are. Again, just not under a physical form, do you look at someone painting a landscape and say "it's not real." Because it's painted??? It can be percieved by the human mind therefore it is real in a form or another.

TL;DR: Fictosexuality is a real, science supported even (in a way), sexuality.

Some links to help better understand // further understand;

[trashratsaws]

Something I've been finding quite irritating about the lack of media and culture literacy we're seeing - because of course the least educated people speak the loudest I fear - is that it's almost forced me to become an advocate for art I don't particularly enjoy. I don't enjoy modern or contemporary art. I don't like it, I think it's overblown, and I think a lot of modern/contemporary movements are juvenile, underdeveloped, and crude. I will also defend modern and contemporary art until I die from white tiktok women who claim that they could make better art from the comfort of their upper middle class couches because apparently despite pretending to be cultured by going to the museums where modern art is housed and proclaiming to their thousands of followers that they have done so - which was a choice, by the way, they could have really gone to any museum that served their one-note tastes all the better - they simply cannot be bothered to do any sort of research or reading on what the modern/contemporary art actually means, how it was created, the backgrounds of the artists who create it, etc., or even to read the plaque next to the piece while they stand next to it making their videos about how lifeless and uninteresting they find it.

There is a huge difference between disliking something because you understand it vs. because you don't. Please for the love of god, if you're going to loudly dislike something, please be the person who dislikes it because you understand it, and spare me the trouble of trying to shout just as loudly that, well, yes, Jackson Pollock was the worst, but please leave his genre alone because you sound like quite the toad when you speak.

Anyway I lied before, so here are some avant-garde movements/artists/pieces I really like/find very interesting to do some more research on for yourself.

the Die Brücke (The Bridge, German expressionist group)

Mexican Muralism (Mexican artistic movement post-revolution of 1910)

Brasilia (failed Brazilian capital city with some crazy architecture. Also utopianism in general)

Neo-Dadaism/Post-modernism (generally cheekier movement than the abstract expressionists who took their work and mission far too seriously)

Marjorie Strider (woman pop artist who critiqued a lot of sexism in the art world with her work. See also The Girlies Exhibition)

Liberation of Aunt Jemima and Betye Saar

One and Three Chairs and Conceptual Art (this is the one people like to complain the most about)

Yayoi Kusama (particularly Narcissus Garden. Very good stuff)

Felix Gonzales-Torres (if you don't already know him. Tell me you can look at Perfect Lovers without crying)

Rhythm 0 (imo the single most impactful, raw, gut-wrenching work Marina Abramovic ever produced. Performance art. Devastating)

Shigeko Kubota (Vagina Painting. almost a direct fuck-you to Pollock's macho vibe)

Earth Art (exactly what it sounds like - work that relies on nature. The Lightning Field is on my bucket list)

[esther-dot]

I found it weird that Viserys didn't mention any single warm memory of him and Rhaegar. It's the reason I feel so disconnected with Rhaegar because we don't know him as a person in relationship. How he was a son, brother, husband, father and friend we never know.

Well, Viserys himself isn’t really humanized that much because of who he’s become by the time we meet him, but it is odd there are no family stories for him to have given to Dany. Only, he was young when they fled, six or seven, I think, so I suppose the in-world explanation may be that, his mental deterioration, and his trauma.

As far as why Martin didn't find a way to insert more, there are a few explanations, depending on what you think he’s doing with Rhaegar.

One argument for why we don't get too many personal memories of Rhaegar would be that he's a horrible villain that Martin doesn't want to humanize because it isn’t essential to the story. What matters is Elia, her children, and Lyanna. The other might be that too many details ruins the mythos he's created around Rhaegar. Larger than life characters can only exist if you don't bring them down to Earth. Or, he’s just not that important beyond a few specific beats? A side character can have certain beats without all the complexity that a protag requires and as soon as you start fleshing him out, it's hard not to lose the zing. I've read books with a side character I have immense fondness for, and then in the next book when the author tries to give them more depth, it doesn't make me fonder, it actually has worked the opposite way a time or two! So if Martin wants Rhaegar to be romanticized, less might be more, or if he’s aiming to not center the story on him, same path.

If you take the combo approach, it's a Rhaegar-critical story, but he isn't a full-scale villain in Martin's mind, it's an understandable choice. Think back to making the switch from reading cutsey kid bios and reading your first real one and realizing, people who mattered in history (or art, lit etc), may have made a significant, important contributions, but damn, are they crappy people. We see that with Robert come to think of it. It was good to overthrow Aerys, and the image of him killing Rhaegar at the trident is so powerful, but Robert was not a good man. By getting the sympathetic ideas about Rhaegar (sensitive song-lover, burdened by family tragedy, disciplined and driven to change himself for the greater good) juxtaposed with the grief of the family who lost loved ones because of his choices (Lyanna, Elia and the babies), Martin can try to balance those two things. Pick your own adventure!

[stitchar]

So I finally watched the Shockwave episode in Earthspark and um....

Hm, I don't know how I feel about him.

Please understand, what I wrote down under the cut is my own opinion about this. Also CW for mentions of experimentation implications (ie; surgery stuff)

I love the design, the choice of his voice and all that, but the way he reacts to Terrans is... Not what I expected

I don't know, just the way he refers to them as... Freaks of nature somehow put me off so wrong about him. Like, raising so many red flags that I want to drop this character immediately.

Most Shockwaves I know about growing up through shows and movies had always been; the Mad Scientist. He experimented a lot of inhumane things to test the limit of Cybertronians body and mind. He cloned stuff, he even trained subjects to fight for Decepticon cause. He's in the top list you want to avoid because he's a Glados if she has a body to run around.

To me, it'd make more sense that Shockwave would be more interested in experimenting the Terrans and their unique coding/schematics to figure out how they tick. I'd think it'd be a far more interesting if Shockwave actually states he wants to run some experiments instead of going on about how Terrans aren't true Cybertronians.

Because if he does attempt to break Terrans down by parts to code, to figure out their building components, not only Megatron would be going protective Grandpa mode; he'll more than likely try and use those schematics to create armies of Decepticons to take over Earth.

Because let's face it;

Hashtag can hack into any internet no issue. If she was trained/experimented by Shockwave, she could ruin cities, even countries. Hell she can control any of your devices and use it maliciously if she could. She may even hack into Cybertronian databases and warships to sway the tide of war if she could.

Nightshade, as far as I know, scanned their owl mode from a single stone statue. I know that may be a reference to something else, but so far as I know, none of the Cybertronians had actually scanned a statue and used it. So to me, Nightshade is a rare case, cause if Cybertronians can scan a stone; Shockwave could've made Earthspark's take on Rock Lords.

While Thrash, Twitch, and Jawbreaker are the usual standard cybertronian models (a grounder, a flyer and a dinobot), that won't stop Shockwave from wanting to experiment with them. Who knows what he'll do to them too.

But that's all the limited knowledge I have of Shockwave, so I don't really know too much about Shockwave from the comics.

I don't care if people disagree with me about ES Shockwave, I personally believed they just missed the opportunity to make Shockwave to be a larger threat next to Mandriod.

[ultra-clashpects]

THE HEIR-MUSE OF BLOOD-LIFE

The Heir-Muse of Blood-Life is someone who becomes and influences who others become and what their trajectory in life and in their game is, helping people through their difficult spots and offering support if that’s what you need, while also giving you soft pushes and nudges to keep you going in the right direction. The Heir-Muse of Blood-Life is optimistic and cheerful, a social person at heart, and they would do nearly anything to help the people they care about succeed and get through their obstacles, even if it nearly kills them or doesn’t give anything back.

The Heir-Muse of Blood-Life plays a supportive role in other people’s lives, even when they have an idea that’s in their own best interest, they still can’t help but help other people and inspire them to become one with their aspects. The Heir-Muse of Blood-Life will discover that they can give up who they are as a person to become one with their aspects, to have a piece of themself in every tiny segment of their aspects everywhere, sharing their power and their understanding with the aspects themself, and once they become one with the aspects, they can truly begin to inspire all of those that surround them.

The Heir-Muse of Blood-Life is part Heir of Blood, which means that they are sociable and outgoing, they are friendly, and they are driven by their connections and their relationships, always willing to selflessly give themselves up for their friends and family to get ahead in whatever they’re doing. They get strength from their bonds with people, they get stronger when their loved ones are happy and healthy, and they suffer when they are rejected or hurt by those closest to them, but no matter what they’ll tough it out and do everything in their power to repair their relationships and make sure that everyone is happy all the time.

The Heir-Muse of Blood-Life is part Heir of Life, which means that they are full of Life and energy, always ready to take life by the reins and to show everyone who is the boss in their life, but with this reckless attitude they tend to get hurt or accidentally hurt others. They are well liked and often find themselves at the centre of the crowds, but this kind of life suits the Heir and they can and will most likely do wonderful, no matter what they’re doing, as long as they know that other people have their back.

The Heir-Muse of Blood-Life is part Muse of Blood, which means that they are a social butterfly and they love having as many friends as possible, gaining strength and power the more that they’re liked and the more connections they have. They influence people to get along with others, almost like a matchmaker, setting people up with the information of other people to maybe create new bonds of any kind, platonic or romantic or anything else, and when these relationships are started, the Muse can feed off of the power and grow, becoming stronger and more powerful than before.

The Heir-Muse of Blood-Life is part Muse of Life, which means that they are brimming with Life, they are positive and loving and they put their all into their relationships, they are energetic and the rarely ever look at something from a negative point of view or see any bad in the situation in front of them. They inspire others to take in the sights and the sounds of nature and to let themselves be one with the earth sometimes, because Mother Nature is the best healer possible for most ailments, and sometimes it’s better to just relax and let Life pass you by rather than working yourself to the bone trying to keep up with every single menial thing in your life.

[redheadspark]

Valentines Prompt Session

Hello my lovelies!

Is 2023 treating you well yet? I do hope so, and now that we got January out of the way, it is time for another Prompt session!

Once again, I would love to thank anyone and everyone who has sent me requests in the past, I love writing for you all and it brings me so much joy!

Of course, February is a magical month full of Love, so the theme for this session is:

Falling In Love

Here are my rules with this prompt sessions:

1.) You maybe chose ONE character from my list that I have Here. It’ll have the list of characters that I write for or have written for in the past.

*(If you have a character not listed that you wish for me to write, PLEASE MESSAGE ME AND CLEAR IT WITH ME FIRST TO SEE IF I CAN OR WILL DO IT!)*

2.) There is only one Prompt list for this session since the list is rather large. Please provide BOTH the number you would like AND the character to pair it with

(Example: Can I have Aziel from ACOTAR with #5?)

*I write out the request I get as first come first serve. I will try my best to fulfill every request that comes my way, but please bear in mind I work full time as a teacher. Because of that, I’ll be busy most of the day so please be patient and I’ll write on my spare time as much as I can :) *

3.) You can request in my ASK box neither as yourself or anonymously. Although I would LOVE to give you a shout if you request as yourself, anon is perfectly fine!

4.) I will close this prompt session Sunday, February 12th at 2:00 PST (Pacific Standard, or USA California Time. I will do another unique Prompt session after Valentine's Day, so don't worry if you don't request in time!

5.) Have fun and enjoy!

Prompt created by @corvase

“i genuinely don’t know why my brain just goes blank when i look at you. i think i’m going a little crazy.”

the little laugh or smile A character a does in utter disbelief because character B is just so endearing and sigh

one character going “so this is really awkward cause i know i told you i wasn’t looking for love but then i kinda fell in love and i would love it if you’d take me”

“can i love you?”

“i just… adore you.”

character a noticing character b is sleepy while driving and being like “hey i can take over for you”

the classic “no i’m not in love with character a, yes thinking about hurting them makes me want to throw myself into ongoing traffic, no it doesn’t make sense to me either”

their love interest fell asleep and your main character has a blanket so they give it to them

confessions when one character thinks the other is sleeping

they kiss for the first time and one character just steps back and is like “um ok. yeah that’s not a normal kiss i def love u”

character not being able to even fathom or come close to understanding how someone can dislike such a beautiful ray of sunshine and oh yeah ok…. they’re def in love

characters who’ve been married for years falling in love all over again

exes to lovers

“i think i love you…?” “….. think?” “let’s just say a ninety-nine percent chance.” “i’ll take it.”

that moment where your character just… looks. just looks at their love interest for more than five seconds and doesn’t understand why or how this earth can exist and the sun and moon exist and the sky can be an eternal source of happiness and yet this person right here can bring so much more warmth and comfort to them with just a single glance

note confessions because yes written confessions in letters are superior

“i got you a gift. i hope you like it.” and character who receives the gift tries not to mention that any gift would mean more than the stars in the sky as long as it was from them

“do you… love me, by any chance?” “yeah, why?” “well, i’m sorry, i was just— WAIT WHAT—”

Remember, this prompt session will end Sunday, February 12th, at 2:00 PST!

Happy requesting!

Tagging: @basicrese @virtueassassin @hottpinkpenguin @heliosphere8 @a-lumos-in-the-nox @heartofwritiing @botanicalbarnes @reallysparklychaos

[knuts-and-bolts]

my takes on religion

i know, it’s a very hot topic (always has been) and pretty bold thing to talk about on the internet given how people are on here, but i wanted to share some thoughts. i don’t think i’m inherently right on this and i’m not open to debate because that’s not the point of this, i’m just putting some thoughts out there.

i was raised Episcopalian and Presbyterian, two pretty open denominations of christianity. i went to an episcopal school from kindergarten to 8th grade, and i studied religion the whole time i was there. i’m elementary school, we learned the basics of the bible and christian beliefs. in middle school we learned more in depth about the more complex parts of religion. i’m 8th grade i took a class called world religions, the purpose of which was to learn about religions outside of our own.

the class was taught by an episcopal man, and the denomination is known for its openness to other religions. we learned about all the big brand name religions, but one thing in particular stick with me. i was taught that the purpose of religion was to provide guidance and stability to people. not to be right or worship the one true god, but to give oneself purpose.

at the same time, i labeled myself as agnostic and attending weekly meetings with my latin teacher to discuss religion and what it meant to me. she also was agnostic, but in a way i wasn’t familiar with. she believed that all religions were equally true, but none of them got it quite right. she said that there was a higher power, but nobody knew what it was.

so now you have the history and context, here’s what i believe. all religions are true and correct, even if they contradict one another. there is evidence for and against every religion that exists, believers and haters for and sacred text. and everybody is right. the christian God, i believe, is the one true all powerful God for christians. those who hold polytheistic beliefs are right too.

i practice paganism because it brings me joy, purpose, guidance, and gratitude. and i believe that anything that does so for any person is true and real. when we discuss things on such a large scale as God and what created the universe, we have to understand that both everything and nothing can be true at the same time. it’s hard to process in a little human brain, but religion should be hard to understand. a being, or beings, that are on a higher plane of existence should exist in a more complex way than we do.

i think it would be crazy if there was just a guy up there who made the universe. what was he doing before? what will he do after? these questions plagued me for years as i was raised in the christian faith, and that was the reason i had a hard time believing. but seeing it as something so beautifully chaotic that i can never wrap my head around it changed that.

in my day to day life, i practice paganism. specifically, i do diety work with Dionysus. but i also believe in God. I believe that Jesus was the son of God who came to earth and died for our sins. I believe in every single religion, but i get to choose one that makes me the happiest.

i would be astonished if anybody reads this whole thing, but if you did, here’s the big takeaway. religion is a concept that’s far to big to put in a nice box that we can understand. nobody understands it and nobody ever will, so choose something to believe and put your heart in it. religion is a building block to self love and care. no matter what you believe, you have the right to believe it and you have the correct belief.

thanks for reading! if you have any interesting takes i would love to hear them this one of my favorite topics because there’s infinite talking points and nobody is ever objectively right or wrong.

[lanternagainstthedark]

Ribbon Days

Good [insert current time of day/night],

Let me tell you about the Ribbon Days.

So, the way my personal calendar works is festivals are a single day, feasts last for 3 days and any holiday with the word “day” in it is more than that.

So, the Ribbon Days are a 7 day holiday/holy period dedicated to humans/living things ability to connect to and love other/things.

It takes place from February 8th-14th.

Day 1-Philautia-Violet Day, the Day for Self Love Practice learning to connect with yourself, and to love yourself. I have always called this my Violet Day so, I will wear a violet ribbon somewhere, as a bracelet or in my hair. Use this day to bolster your self-care, to reflect on what you love about yourself, or to just discover something new about yourself!

Day 2-Meriaki- Indigo Day, the day to create or do with love. To build on the Violet day, take Indigo Day to do something you love just for the sake of having fun. Wear an indigo or navy blue ribbon. Celebrate the beauty in doing something just to love doing it.

Day 3-Philia-Blue Day, Community Love Connect with your community today! Where a lighter blue, and visit a library or park! Talk to someone who exists in the same area as you. For me, I will probably try and learn something new about my students(if its a school day this year- I haven't checked yet). Celebrate a community's ability to connect and care for each other.

Day 4-Agape-Green Day,Unconditional Love/Love for Humanity. Celebrate how much things have changed, and look to see what changes you can inspire. Exist in your home, exist here on earth and love the world for just a moment. Then you can go back to hating people. Relax that burden for a day, and relax. Green is the ribbon to use for today!

Day 5-Storge-Yellow Day, Familial Love, found or blood related. Celebrate your family, the family your were born into, or built yourself. Today is about that group, that household- one of my dad's(who was a pastor) favorite words was "oikos" which means something like your household, the 8-15ish people you rub elbows with every day. Exist and remember why you love them.Wear that yellow ribbon.

Day 6-Pragma-Orange Day, During Love, Love that Has Effort to Preserve it. Orange day is for the love that you put forth effort to continue. The love you work to not lose. For me, its the person I call fiance, even though I am aro-ace(or on that scale). We are long distance at the moment, but we are putting in the effort to preserve it. Wear an orange ribbon today.

Day 7-Eros/Ludus- Red Day, Playful/Uncommitted, OR Romantic/Sexual Love Celebrate love that exists without strings. If you enjoy one night stands, or romance, or sex, this is the day to celebrate that. Express your joy to connect with others in this way. Ensure that you don't dip into mania from it though!

Gift ribbon braids or bracelets to others who you feel this love/connect to, and share your love and joy with them! Even if they do not understand!

Many blessings, lostwoodsstarryskies

[a-wheaton-student]

Taking Part in The Scientific Process

TLDR: Any random person can help NASA with no training, links are at the bottom.

When I was a child, I would often wonder if I’d become an astronomer. I have a vivid memory of sneaking out of bed in the wee hours of the morning and putting on my glasses, just to watch the stars above my house. Space is, and always will be, an essential part of my sense of self, and there was a part of me that longed to work with my fellow space enthusiasts, pushing our understanding of the universe to its limit.

Of course, it doesn't always work like that. I am fairly good at understanding the concepts and math surrounding astronomy, but it often bores me. While I love learning about the celestial bodies discovered day after day, I don’t really have any interest in knowing the specifics. Occasionally, I’ll do my own research into the reasons why things work the way they do, but otherwise, I was content simply learning that they existed. It was a little disappointing, knowing that I wouldn't genuinely enjoy pouring over images and data of newly discovered galaxies or nebulas. I had accepted this, however.

Then, in a history class I took this past semester, I learned of something called crowdsourcing. It was explained to me and my class that, sometimes, institutions will reach out to the general public, asking for help with tedious tasks. These crowdsourcing projects were usually asking for help transcribing old documents and the like. While scrolling through a website called Zooniverse, I discovered a page asking for help labeling images and words in scans of old astronomy textbooks. I had been investigating the page - mostly trying to decide if there was enough of a historical aspect for my assignment - when I saw that the people in charge of the project were partnered with NASA. 

I decided to poke around NASA’s website, wondering if maybe they had more projects. Lo and behold, under a page labeled “Citizen Science,” were dozens of links leading to various projects, covering everything from reporting mosquitos on earth to scouring images for asteroids. I clicked on a few different links, finally settling on a page asking for help labeling images of Jupiter. They were looking for vortexes in Jupiter's atmosphere.

I had partially expected there to be some sort of requirement in order to help. A degree in astrophysics, or meteorology, or anything at all. As it turns out, there was nothing I needed to do but press a button labeled “Circle the Vortex!” under the heading of the webpage. Sure enough, a tutorial popped up explaining how to use the tools given.

It was surprisingly simple. If the image had a red, brown, or white vortex, then I was to circle it with the matching color. If the vortex had a few different colors in it, then I was to select the “Multi Color” tool, specifying what color was in the center, and what color was on the border. I breezed through quite a few images, pausing only to consider if certain vortexes were actually red, or just a rusty brown. There was one image I remember well, it had quite a few itty bitty vortexes dotting along the stripes of clouds. A couple of times, I came across an image that looked entirely barren of vortexes. It usually only took me a few moments to realize that yes, there was a vortex in there, It was just hard to see. This was mostly due to the image being poor quality, but a few times the vortex just happened to be the exact same color as the clouds around it, blending in. Somehow, there wasn’t a single image without something to circle.

Despite my general hatred for tedious tasks, I found this to be fun. The repetitive nature of circling vortexes, combined with the uniqueness of each image, created a relaxing activity that took up about an hour of my time. Each image only took a minute or two to complete. It was certainly more fun than the crowdsourcing project I was doing for my history class, which turned out to be complicated and difficult to understand.

After toiling away at the project for a little while, I switched gears, looking into other projects. Admittedly, I didn't really do much for a few weeks, being busy with schoolwork. While surfing the Zooniverse Space page, I spotted a link labeled “Fishing for Jellyfish Galaxies.” Amused, I clicked the link. I hadn’t ever heard of something called a “Jellyfish Galaxy”, although I can’t say I was surprised to learn that, yes, they do exist. Apparently, a Jellyfish Galaxy is more of a description than an actual type; any galaxy moving too fast through the universe will leave many trails of stars and space dust, looking similar to a jellyfish. (Slightly off topic: did you know that jellyfish born in space get vertigo when brought back to Earth? Now you do.)

The task seemed easy enough: Look at a picture, find the trails of stars following a galaxy, label accordingly. It was a little more complicated than that. Firstly, not all of the galaxies were going to be jellyfish galaxies, forcing me to study the image more closely so as to not miss anything. Secondly, like most pictures of galaxies, the image quality… left something to be desired. It’s not like I could really complain, however. There wasn’t really much anyone could do about how the images looked, due to the galaxies being entirely too far away. Lastly, there were false-positives. 

If two galaxies were too close together, then any evidence of potential ram-pressure stripping (the galaxies going too fast for their own good), could simply be gravitational pull. This wouldn't be too much of an issue if I knew what “too close” meant. I continued with the assumption that it meant they were close to touching in the image, but the fact that I wasn't 100% sure made me uneasy. There was a section on the first image asking for any comments, so I wrote “I’ll be honest, I don't know if the galaxy at the top is too close to the one in the middle or not. I'm going to assume not, as the scale of the image is probably immense” in order to let them know that the image might not have been what I labeled it as.

Other than a few other confusing images - which I commented on, making sure that they knew they needed to be looked at again by another set of eyes - the task was simple. The majority of galaxies weren’t jellyfish-esq, so I got excited every time something looked unusual, like this one

If you look closely, you can see that one of the arms on the left side of this galaxy is beginning to fall behind. I believe the speckle of pixels following this arm are a little more blended with the background because it is a trail.

It was satisfying, knowing that the work I was doing was making someone's job much easier. Rather than someone who didn't like sorting through images slogging away at it, I was happily toiling away at the task. For a moment, I wondered if I’d prefer to do this for a living, but then I remembered that this isn't really a job per se, so the moment passed.

There's a sense that many different sciences are up upon an ivory tower, inaccessible to those without the privileges and resources to learn the material necessary. This, however, shows that most scientists are thrilled with the idea of including the public with the work they are doing, trying their best to teach to an audience that wants to listen. I feel as though crowdsourcing isn't something that many people know of; I had no idea it was something I could do until this year, and I’ve been fairly involved in my many interests (admittedly, I can be a bit obvious, so I may be making too grand an assumption). So, I wanted to let people know. If you’ve read this far, Congrats!

The Science I did regarding Jupiter

The Science I did regarding Galactic Jellyfish

Zooniverse

NASA's Citizen Science Projects

Literally the only source NASA has on those dang Jellyfish born in space

[kingofthewilderwest]

I'm seeing a lot of complaints about the dragon designs in TNR, but I actually liked them. (With the exception of Wu and Weiʼs wings, which look awkward). What do you think about the dragon designs?

I have more fun talking in an upbeat way about the latest media myself! I’ll be honest about my opinions of the dragon designs below, including the good, the bad, and the ugly, but I hope you won’t think I descend into complaints, because I have no intention of complaining for a second. And there’s lots I enjoy and will highlight. TNR honestly does give us some great dragon design material.

I've said it before and I'll say it again: Feathers and Plowhorn's designs are fantastic, a perfect reflection of the DreamWorks Dragons universe: taking unique inspirations from unexpected creatures and combining them with lovable, whimsical designs. The limitations to their appearance is the animation budget, not the design itself. Imagine how stupendous they’d look with the budget of a movie theatrical release: they’re just that good they’d deserve to be on the big screen!

Feathers is beautiful, long, and lithe, the forms I’ve gravitated to since I was a kid drawing my own serpentine creatures. With Plowhorn, the combination of the gem horn and the beetle wings was a stroke of ingenuity. Give the artists my applause for creating such uniqueness!

Now we’re getting into the polite constructive criticism territory. I don’t think Webmaster is a good design for a rider dragon. For a single episode enemy, that’d be fine. But I don’t think the shape is conceptually graspable enough to imprint on viewers in the way a main character’s dragon should.

I think Wu and Wei looks clunky and unappealing. In theory the colors should work together, but they don’t. And the dragon’s shape does not work. I hope you’re not upset at my personal opinion, but for those interested into what I really think, I admit I find the design ugly. Which is a shame, because I love the notion of expanding HTTYD dragons beyond Vikingdom into other cultures’ understandings, like Chinese dragons.

I’m not a fan of Thunder’s look. It could be worse but it could be improved. The blaze on the face, for whatever reason, doesn’t come off looking appealing. Mostly, though, it’s the proportions with Thunder that feel “off.” I get that they gave him a lanky, young cat sort of look, but the result is his whole body feels “off.” The flatness of his head combined with the skinniness of his neck is the start of the awkwardness.

Granted, I'd prefer he weren’t a Night Light at all, and I have my bias in that I didn’t like the original trio of Night Lights introduced in Homecoming (in that case, it’s because of how they were babyified). So that needs to be taken into account when I say I don’t care for Thunder’s appearance: the whole premise isn’t catering to someone like me. Chances are you’d be hard pressed to make any Fury-adjacent creature appeal to me in a modern show.

As far as the rest of the dragon designs in the show, I want to make a post where I glibly rate everyone! Go through every dragon, old and new, that TNR shows. I appreciate that we see some but not all of the old species and that the high majority of the screen time is on new dragons. Off the top of my head, the vomiting pus bag is the best thing I have seen in my thirty years on earth. I. Love. It. I would buy merchandise of that dude! The Sky Torcher is a cool concept, though needs more budget and a few tweaks, but it certainly stuck with me among the many new dragons we’ve seen. I hate how the Bubblehorn looks with an utter passion. But overall, I have fun seeing how the new dragons look! And I think there are way more positives than negatives when it comes to the designs of background, non-rider dragons! Definitely can’t complain to MORE DRAGONS!

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

You can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag others. No skipping!

thanks for tagging me @roundaboutnow !!

i'm gonna use my invisobang playlist that i can't share the title of yet. it's my fav right now.

1. same direction - hoobastank (honestly hoobastank fucks)

2. getting away with murder - papa roach (a classic)

3. be my escape - relient k (my beloved)

4. make it stop (september's end) - rise against (this song makes me cry)

5. until the day i die - story of the year (a perfect ghost light song, ive had it on all my songs)

6. for you, and your denial - yellowcard (oh this song fucks too. the violin man. the violin.)

7. last night on earth - green day

8. saying sorry - hawthorne heights

9. devil in the mirror - black veil brides (this song is so good for this fic...)

10. give it all - rise against

@redead-red @jadenoryuu @omnicrafts (share those crossover playlists babe!!) @floralflowerpower @bibliophilea and anyone else that wants to join in!

31 notes - Posted June 10, 2022

#4

with every sin, i still wanna be holy

Dan wants to be better. But that means dealing with his past (future?) actions and starting to make amends and acknowledging how he's hurt these people in his life. It's hard than he'd like to admit. Part of the the world is having more fun than me (tonight) series.

Lancer,

I dunno why I’m writing this. It’s stupid. I’m not even gonna send it. You don’t even know who I am! Clockwork did his meddling with time bullshit so you don’t remember me.

No one remembers me

You were my favorite teacher, yknow. You were the only one who actually gave even a little fuck about me. All my other teachers wrote me off as just another dumb lazy kid. No one knew of course.

Oh I guess I should tell you. I’m… Danny Phantom. Sort of. It’s a big mess of things, but Fenton is Phantom. That little punk Weston kid was right. That's why I missed so many assignments and always fell asleep in class. I promise I wasn’t a bad kid, Mr Lancer.

I guess I just needed to tell you who I was. So you would be understanding or some shit. Maybe so I wouldn’t feel like I failed every adult in my life.

Whatever. It’s not like I’m sending this anyway.

Dan

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40 notes - Posted October 6, 2022

#3

hey look at that! another redraw!

i wanted to work on style and some other things, so i redrew my avatar (again). the first one is literally just the screenshot, and then the second one is Pissed Off Ghost King™ Danny. that one was more to fuck around with ectoblasts and some other stuff. also i designed a crown!

some more stuff below the cut!

here's a version without the blasts bc im vvv proud of how these hands turned out, considering the weird ass proportions of the cartoon. big thanks to @friendly-neighborhood-imbecille for those hand ref sheets 👉🏼👉🏼 u the realest

See the full post

44 notes - Posted January 18, 2022

#2

GUYS

GUYS LOOK

my friend @i-think-in-metaphors did this amazing commission for me!!! i redid the phantom planet statue for my au, and wrote a scene for one of my upcoming works where mateo gets to see it in person. i finally got tired of imagining it and wanted to see it.

and the product. is. GORGEOUS. it's so perfect. i'm in love. i'm gonna cry about this for the next 30 years. LOOK AT HIM.

(click for quality.)

check out her commissions!!

the scene it's based on is below the cut!

Excerpt from quit telling everyone i'm (permanently) dead! (wip)

The black zirconium statue was larger than life. It towered above them on two separate, stepped obsidian pedestals, each about five-feet high. As Mateo moved closer, he could see something glittering in the bases. Danny mumbled something about ectoplasmic ice mixed into it, stronger than diamonds, but Mateo thought they looked like stars. He figured that was the intention. It was gorgeous.

He tilted his head back to take in the actual sculpture. That Danny was twice as large as the one standing next to Mateo. He felt his heart lurch a little at how serious Danny looked, the tight furrow over his brow, the determined set to his jaw. It all made him look so much older than even now, even though Mateo knew he was only sixteen when the statue was made.

The statue’s zirconium white accents were blinding in the late afternoon sunlight, and Mateo found himself shading his eyes as he looked up even higher. The hair on the statue was shorter than Mateo had seen Danny wear his, probably closer to the length it had been when he was in high school. It was swept back heroically, as if moved by an unseen wind, and the sun glinted off its sharp edges. It made the whole statue look as if it were glowing.

Crystalized ectoplasm made Phantom’s eerie green eyes, and they glowed too, though Mateo figured they probably glowed under their own power rather than a trick of the light. The statue’s eyes were trained on the thin, steel-wire Earth he cupped protectively close to his chest; it was a promise as well as a remembrance. The world remembered what Phantom did for them, and he promised them he would do it all over again if necessary.

65 notes - Posted May 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

this is the road to ruin (and we started at the end)

IT'S FINALLY HERE!!!!

(click for way better quality)

Sam did this amazing cover for me and I literally can't stop staring at it. I'm making it my phone background like immediately. Here's their post, go give it a reblog!

prologue: without you, there's no reason for my story and chapter one: fading in the afterglow are live right now!

i'll be posting every SATURDAY starting this saturday 9/3! we got seven more chapters to go, lads, so buckle up!

71 notes - Posted August 29, 2022

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