#things that changed the trajectory of my life

[cosmos-kitty]

I'm a little late to the party, but here's my version of the artist starter pack trend! ✨

For anyone not up to speed, recently there's been a trend of people using AI to create personalised action figures of themselves - and artists have started fighting back by making their own hand-drawn versions, so I'm joining in with my own (featuring my artist mascot!)

I think most people are aware by now of the many current ethical issues with AI image generation, and how much of a threat to the creative industry it is that corporations are increasingly eager to cut creatives out of the equation at every opportunity to improve their bottom line.

But without getting too much into all of that, I just wanted to say that if you're a beginner to drawing, or maybe you've never even picked up a pencil before, and you're considering using AI - I promise that if you put your time and energy into learning something creative, it will be 100x more fulfilling and rewarding than mindlessly consuming whatever tech companies are throwing your way every waking moment. I really do think that finding something you're passionate about is what life is all about, so I can't think of anything worse than having that one quintessentially human part of myself relegated to typing out prompts over and over purely for the sake of profit.

The fantastic thing about art is that it's like a fingerprint of the person making it, no two prints are exactly alike. The countless different aspects of what makes someone an individual all culminates into their work. You could pick up a random book off a shelf, get into a certain type of music, or see some graffiti on a wall in a street you happened to walk down, and it could completely change the trajectory of your art. Add all of those creative minds together and you get all of the wonderful work that we've all watched, read, played, and listened to throughout our lives - without that ability to explore ideas and innovate, there wouldn't have even been anything for AI to copy from to begin with.

[mothinked]

In Owen's defense, military vehicles were heavily armored and the sunroof was no exception. If anything, straining to open it had put his improved physique on display: traps bunching and biceps flexing under his skin like steel cables until the panel finally gave, its hinges creaking in protest from both age and disuse. There wasn't an ounce of fat on him these days. He even had abs to boast about... if he were so inclined to. There were women now and then who would watch him at work in the boatyard and he would sometimes catch their eyes and smile at them.

Owen would be a liar if he said the thought didn't cross his mind to go beyond playfully flirting, to seek some physical companionship again. But he knew from past experience that this was something that would hurt Abby on a deep level. Even though they weren't actually dating. Not yet. Throughout the course of his complicated relationship with Mel, he could see the hurt in Abby. One minute they could be sharing a laugh between them (some dumb inside joke or another) then Mel's appearance or general presence could render her silent. She'd turn to biting remarks here and there or be short with him and he'd just brush it off like he did with most things in life.

Shrug and move on. Smile and forgive.

He never took it to heart though... Abby's feelings were valid. So were Mel's.

She tried harder to hide it from Mel—up until Jackson, that is—because of their tenuous bond and likely not wanting to cause tension in their friend group. But the unexpected pregnancy created a chasm between him and Abby and he later became desperate to find a way across lest it continue to grow more vast. And he did find a way to reconnect with her: that emotional night on his boat. Had he had any inkling of the events that would transpire the following day and change the trajectory of their lives forever, Owen would have pushed harder to go to Scar Island with her and Lev.

Mel would have returned to the stadium before Ellie showed up... Or would she have stayed, waiting for the return of a man that didn't love her as much as she loved him?

The Owen of today could hardly stand the person he had been in Seattle. All that anger and misery and for what? A fucking turf war he wanted no part in. The WLF was a mistake. Abby would agree with him. But there was this unspoken agreement between them to not bring up the past—this was their clean slate, their new beginning. The grief wasn't gone, however. He reckoned that swallowing shattered glass would somehow be less agonizing than overcoming their traumas. Both Fireflies had a tendency to bottle it all up until they were bursting at the seams.

Owen scoffed. "Tyler's probably slept with all of the female Fireflies at this point." He flashed an incredulous smile, shaking his head. "It's like he's setting a world record." Brown eyes flickered over to Abby in a sideways glance after a minute or two of silence. Silence save for music still playing. "Sasha asked me out. A few weeks ago maybe."

'I know you've been carrying that torch for Anderson but can you blame a girl for trying anyway?'

"Turned her down gently. Didn't wanna piss off one of our best sharpshooters, you know?" Like Abby, Sasha was competitive and disciplined. But that was as far as their similarities went.

Owen's foot pressed down a bit more on the gas as he added with a chortle, "Almost there, Abbs. Another half a block to my cave and your hot shower." Reaching over, he made a show of checking if her seatbelt was securely locked in after the comment about taking a dive out of the vehicle. Then, as he had at the beach, Owen smoothly slipped his hand into Abby's with his fingers filling the spaces between hers before letting their adjoined extremities rest in her lap. When was the last time they held hands during a car ride? He decided that didn't matter.

It felt like the first time all over again.

The struggle with the sunroof is more amusing than need be and she can’t help but watch with a grin. No help offer. Just solely observing. An eyebrow arches up at the effort and she’s about ready to reach up and try to assist but he finally gets it open and Abby laughs, shaking her head. “The real scary stuff is you can’t open that thing up. Are the muscles just for show at this point?” She’s teasing of course and all if good fun. She wasn’t one to speak considering she was still working on gaining what muscle she could back and in all likelihood, she would have had just as much trouble getting the damn thing open but the breeze now sure did feel nice.

Abby slouches down in the passenger seat more and lets out a yawn. If there was such thing as perfect day, this was pretty close to being one so far. Add in a hot shower and dinner and a movie and it might just reach that level. Her lids fall closed as she gets comfortable, not opening her eyes back up as he speaks though that eyebrow arches up again and admittedly she’s curious. “Well when you put it that way, now I really don’t know what to expect. And please tell me you’re not going to quote it the whole time… if you do, I might have to smother you and that would be really sad because then who I would do runs with? Sasha at the range seems pretty capable. Or maybe that guy that helps train the dogs, Tyler? He seems interested in helping out.” That was putting it mildly and she knew it would annoy him. Tyler, the man with eyes for any woman with a pulse on Catalina, had certainly thrown a couple glances her way. The admiration was not reciprocated but he was a hell of a dog trainer, she would give him that.

She opens up one eye to peek over at him and shoots a grin in his direction so that he knows she’s only kidding. There’s no interest in anyone whatsoever except for the man beside her and though she may not have been the best at showing it, she knew how she felt. Abby could only hope that Owen knew too. “I’m warning you now, if I don’t get a shower and a meal soon, I may roll out of this car while moving. How much farther is this man cave?” Patience was never her best quality and though she’s been working on it, she clearly hasn’t made much progress.

[dyke-dyke-goose]

chunky 4g septum in - my nose is a little sore but I’m so happy with it and I think it looks so sick

it’s sad that my septum stretching journey is complete tho so let’s reminisce a bit

‼️don’t take piercing advice from me, I’m just some dyke on the internet‼️

fun fact: in 2020 I wore a fake ring septum for 2ish years before actually getting it pierced, to make sure I actually wanted it and it instantly became a part of me.

june 2022: 16g

got it pierced, and in my non professional opinion, I think it was in the wrong spot (hence why it’s leaning so far back). initially I thought it was because of swelling but it never seemed to straighten out. I also had a gnarly irritation bump from type of jewelry (captive bead ring), so I switched out for a traditional horseshoe barbell.

august 2022: 14g (stretched definitely too soon but I was impatient pls don’t sue me).

beginning of september 2022: 12g

end of september 2023: 10g - this was my og goal size but I knew as soon as I got it in, it was too small for my liking.

end of october 2023 - 8g: my first time wearing gold facial jewelry (technically rose gold) and it changed the trajectory of my life.

feb 2023 - 6g: my og jewelry! it was nice for the time and super slay but the feeling of the balls on my face (ha ha) was so overstimulating. but this really cemented that gold was my color. and I definitely blew my septum out getting to this size lol but it’s fine.

march 2023 - 6g: not soon after I got my 10mm ring from bodyartforms (totally recommend them). I truly thought this was going to be my final size (hence why it’s been 2 years with it) but recently it started looking SO small. piercing dysmorphia is a thing guys.

and an honorable mention for my septum stack!

I wore this from sept. 2023 till oct. 2024. I felt myself getting pretty bored with the one ring (jewelry options can get limited once you get to a certain size) so this was really fun to play with. being able to switch the order of the rings around gave me a lot of freedom. and our winters in my province are fucking freezing, so it made the season a lot more bearable by not having a giant frozen ring on my face.

[stevie-petey]

GASOLINE (S.H.)

it starts out simple enough.

photograph the februarys in exchange for a cheap place to live. all you have to do is go to their gigs, take a few pictures, and hope that they like them.

it starts out simple enough.

until the bands frontman, steve harrington, begs for more.

CONTAINS: fem!reader, slow burn, roommates to friends to are they lovers ? (worse), messy feelings and situationship, sexual tension, alcohol dependency, unhealthy coping mechanisms, probably unrealistic depictions of band life in the 80s but idc the vibes are there.

playlist ‧₊˚.

track one: i wanna get off

a friend from college offers you a job and a place to live. its pretty hard to turn down. free concerts, you get to do what you love, and steve harrington will be your roommate. its a shame hes too pretty for his own good.

track two: but youre such a tease

now officially the februarys concert photographer, you hit the road with them on tour. how bad can three months be stuck inside a small tour bus with steves needy hands and songs reserved only for you ?

track three: you did me bad

with tour winding down and an album set to be released, tensions inside the tour bus grows. when the already blurred lines between you and steve get crossed, the fallout of your relationship nearly sends the band spiraling as well.

track four: but i wanna go faster

recording an album is hard enough when the person steve has written every song for cant look him in the eye. its even harder when said person is also his roommate. and it definitely doesnt help that the rest of the band thinks its steves fault. now hes stuck on yet another tour bus with you. and everyone else. for six months.

track five: gasoline, pretty please

screaming crowds and flashing lights with steves name on everyones lips. everyones lips but yours; the lips he cant forget. when you get offered a job that would force you to leave the februarys behind, steve only has one last chance to beg you for more.

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[mooncherryxcatz]

MARCH OF THE PIGS!!!!!!!!

[sableeira]

I feel like we deserve a “Dazai, Chuuya, age Seventeen” light novel as compensation for everything that happened during Meursault.

[whataghostlyscenee]

y'all have no idea what this pic has done to my life, i've never been the same since this pic of him came out

[willowser]

oh my god, fine, i didn't go to bed because 🥺 what about nerd kirishima 🥺

like it's sero's fault that you even meet him, because he keeps flinging shit at you across your shared desk, and you get into this stupid war with office supplies that turns VIOLENT, until one of you — him, for sure — gets their foot caught in the web of wires under the table and yanks them all out, causing both your computer screens to go dark.

"you idiot, you're gonna get us fired!"

and he's like, "chill, chill, chill, i can fix this."

and his idea of "fixing it" is calling the company's support desk and asking for his buddy kirishima to come down to your department because he's got something cool to show him. and the "something cool" is the absolute disaster of dusty, unplugged cables that are hanging loose on the floor.

the first thing you notice about him — because how couldn't you — is how big he is ????? this little dweeb from support, who is actually not little at all. six foot something, with a white button-up that's clearly too tight on him, his red hair pulled back into a bun, and some STUPID. LITTLE. GLASSES. WAAAAAHHH.

and he gets on his knees — slacks straining over his thighs — to look under your desk to fix this mess, and he keeps having to readjust his STUPID. GLASSES. and you're just sitting perched on the edge 😌 watching him 😌

you ask him, "want me to hold that for you??" and he SMACKS his head into the underside of your desk, hissing out a little "ow, shit!" before rearing back to look up at you, a lil wide-eyed, pink-cheeked !!!

very quickly, his eyes cut to where your legs are crossed in your skirt, right by his head, before he's asking, "sorry, what?"

and he's just so stinking AKFHFUSLALHDLALA that you nod to his shirt pocket where he's got his phone, the flashlight on, struggling to see under the desk. "i said, do you want me to hold that for you?"

"oh, no, no!" kirishima is quick to look away, down to his wide, now-dusty hands. "that's—no, i don't want you to have to do that! thanks, though!"

"you should," sero pipes up, sitting in the chair at his desk, useless. and he's probably got, like, twizzlers or something from the vending machine, chewing on them as he grins at kirishima. "should get down on your knees and—"

"dude!" kirishima grits, neck bobbing as he swallows. and now even his ears are pink, so you can't help but to ask—

"you don't want me to help you?"

and he's like, stressed !!! like, "oh, no, no, that's not what i meant! if you wanna get down here, then i'd be glad—or, y'know, if you—"

but the more he keeps talking, the more nervous you can see him getting, and the more your smile stretches until he's just ducking back under the desk before you can tell that he's starting to sweat akfjeisjdjalndhak

[foursaints]

unfortunately my biggest james potter variant is still hugh grant in bridget jones's diary and thats why im never going to heaven

[targarrus]

magical girl

[soulmvtes]

my end of year reflection was mainly a sense of gratitude for what i have and what i've been able to do, it was a difficult year for many reasons but i ended it feeling so connected to myself + at peace with things that i wasn't with in the first half of the year. i don't have many resolutions per se for the year ahead but i hope all the love i put out and joy that i find keeps me going and that i can continue to cultivate my sense of self and learn new things and have lots of wonderful experiences <3

[turnipoddity]

turnip what movie should i watch

anyone that asks me this and my answer shall be the same: you should atleast watch swiss army man once in your life if you haven’t

[vcrnons]

RYUJIN [Artist of the Month] 'Therefore I Am' covered by ITZY RYUJIN | November 2021

[shadystranger]

Absolutely insane spn tie-in moments

Sam was taken away as a sacrifice, but Dean was left behind, so Dean worked with a demon to get Sam back. In order to do this Dean had the spirits of despair-stricken dead people slammed into his unconsciousness. Their joys, their hopes, their dreams, their doubts, their confusion, their grief, their anguish, their love, their hate, their lives. Dean would feel it to his marrow. Anyone would be driven mad going through this. But he focused on Sam, his joy, his hope, his protectiveness over him, his anguish, his love, and his life with Sam, and that's what kept him grounded. This is the most powerful romance shit i ever seen like goddammit.

Dean lost himself in the dead. He became a treasure-seeker, a girl who committed suicide after being raped, a wizard trapped in a doll. Ernest Hemingway, when he volunteered for the Red Cross in World War I. A gay store worker with aids. A poet. A Duval Street musician who died in a diving accident.

At the end of each memory, Sam would appear. Dean recognized Sam again and again. Dean controlled all the dead souls in his body by focusing on Sam. “This feeling was stronger than the strongest pleasures Dean had ever experienced. Like the entire world was at his fingertips.” The love, hatred, sorrow, and joy of thousands of dead souls in their lives were all condensed in Dean.

But Dean focused on Sam. No matter what, he had to save Sam, and that enabled Dean to get the dead under control.

[grntaire]

have you guys heard of choral music before. i think this runestad guy is onto something

[gomzdrawfr]

Just asking….you’re also into Leon S. Kennedy from Resident Evil? If so.

WHICH Leon version you like BEST???👀

I've been meaning to answer this but I put it off so long bcuz I'm trying to contain my excitement and not go absolutely bat shit crazy over Leon SLKDGHFJGHLK

THE best is such a hard choice but...im biased and I love games that get remake so...Leon from RE 4 remake is my fav...LOOK AT HIM

AND-

and because I feel like it...a few more honorable mention:

pretty boi Leon from RE2...

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh man Leon from re6 nearly took the top spot bcuz....*GESTURES FRANTICALLY*