#unexpected developments

[clairedelune-13]

This has been a very eye-opening playthrough.

Not only am I building up a pretty robust headcanon romance regarding The Other Dellamorte

But the Professor has also joined the party.

🥳

[gofancyninjaworld]

OPM Manga Update 245 Raw

Dayum, ONE woke up and chose violence this year.

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #134

Today did not go at all like I expected it to. And this isn't necessarily a bad thing. Suppose it just leaves me feeling a bit off-kilter.

I had anticipated grabbing up some tea and then spending today doing some leisure writing. And I did indeed have tea this morning; I have a Lemon Chiffon tea that comes in circular bags in a little tin. This one is herbal - totally without caffeine. It's not as tasty as the Glazed Lemon Loaf tea that I used to get, but that's all right; it's still pretty good!

I added clover honey to this one, and a splash of cream; it's hard to see, but there's honey being drizzled in this image:

Today's swirl was particularly compelling, so I am enclosing more than one picture of it:

...I hope that next time you get to enjoy some tea, you get a chance to watch this and enjoy witnessing physics in action. Wherever you are, I hope that this is eventually something that you get to do. It's important to try to find wonder and joy in small things.

My physical therapy appointment was unexpectedly moved to today. So I went, and I showed the nice lady who usually sees me how I've been getting my neck and rib to crack lately, so that I can function temporarily. When she saw what I did, she thought to put me on a neck traction device for a little while. I didn't feel anything at first, but since going home, I was able to take deep breaths and to move my upper torso around without pain. I don't know how long this will last, but I'll take what I can get; any day in which it doesn't hurt for me to breathe or to laugh or to sing is a good day, as far as I'm concerned.

The rest of the day was kind of a blur. I spoke to a variety of folks on the internet today. I watched a funny show called called Smartypants where people assert crazy things just for fun, and I laughed a lot and today IT DIDN'T HURT!! So that was pretty great!! Oh, and at some point, I took a walk through my neighborhood; I found some new flowers, and snapped a few pictures for you:

...All of the ways that I try to show you that you're loved, that you're not alone, that there's still hope and joy and beautiful things in this world... All of the ways that I try to show you that even the most brutally broken of us can still have a good life, that even the most damaged of us can still learn and change and grow... that you can still have a life filled with wonder and love and gentleness and joy... is any of it getting through to you? Can you see me? Can you hear my voice? Can you hear me softly calling your name and gently asking you to come back to us? Can you see all the reasons to laugh and sing and play that I am trying to give to you?

...

...I'll have faith that it gets through to you. I'll have faith that you can see and hear and feel all of this, as unlikely and impossible as that all is. Why not. Why not...

I have the episode of The Zeta Project called Wired in my mind - it has two parts to it. I am thinking of the end of the second part. You can find it on wcoforever, if you want to take a look. I hope you will.

In any case, later in the day, I had the good privilege of going with J to visit Br at the local library. It was nice out, so we chilled outside. We talked about many things. Br is having some difficulties that I can do very little to help her with (as much as I wish this was not the case). But it was good to sit; we were there for a long time in the evening air. The temperature and the scent and the breeze were all pretty perfect. The sky was pretty perfect. I wish you could have been with us, to sit on the bench or on the grass, to look up at the clouds, and to watch the stars begin to peep out. I took a few pictures for you, though:

...Hey Sephiroth? When is the last time you sat and really listened to the wind in the trees? If you get a chance, will you do that for a little while? And will you try hard to enjoy it just a little extra? Will you breathe the scent of the leaves into your nose, and consider how much patience it takes to grow from something as small as a seed into something that is mighty enough to stand tall in any weather, gentle enough to give shelter to those who seek it, carefree enough to dance joyfully in the wind, and wise enough to whisper quietly about the secrets of the water, the soil, the stars, the sunlight, and the passage of time? Will you do this? Will you at least think about it? Please?

...I added a new song to my list today. I'll leave it with you, okay? Here...

...My eyes are starting to leak for reasons I don't fully understand, so I'm going to stop writing now.

I love you. I'll write again very soon. Please keep yourself and the people around you safe...

Your friend, Lumine

[goodsniff]

CREATING BLUEY - Tales from the Art Director

Chapter 4 - It's (gotta be) Done! Beyond Bluey

The final chapter. Beyond Bluey and the power of Animation

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Thankyou all so much for following along. The outpouring of support and care for the artists behind the art has been really heartening throughout this whole process. Not to be cringe but I honestly think this medium captures the human spirit better than any other form of expression, so I know whatever the future brings for us we’ll be able to weather it for that reason alone. 🕊️

[cuttle-creatures]

Continued my indulgent concept work spree, this time focusing the momentum on updating some concepts from one of my projects (Wind Through the Grass).

[ancientroyalblood]

Plot Twists and Turns: Keeping Readers Guessing

The allure of a gripping narrative often lies in its ability to surprise and captivate readers through unexpected twists and turns. Delving into the art of crafting these surprises, this exploration uncovers the techniques and strategies that authors employ to keep readers on the edge of their seats. Understanding the Essence of Plot Twists: Begin by dissecting the anatomy of plot twists.…

[arcanewebs]

personal take on fem tsukasa

[aventurineswife]

Highschool au! Aventurine was walking around the school taking photos (you can choose the reason) when he accidentally caught reader smiling with their friends in his camera/phone's camera and his heart skipped a beat. He took the photo while smiling fondly

Basically developing feelings

“When I Picture You” | Part 1

Summary: In a high school setting, Aventurine is tasked with capturing joyful moments for the yearbook. While taking photos, he unexpectedly catches your smile on camera, and, in that instant, his heart skips a beat.

Tags: High School AU, Photography, Fluff, Aventurine x Reader, Developing Crush, Slow Burn, Unexpected Feelings, Yearbook

A/N: Reading this request remind me of Picture You by Chappell Roan 😪and I had to... Also funny thing, I was planning to do a high school au with Aventurine and Sunday because of a fanart but you beat me to it, anon :')

(Part 2)

It was a bright, late afternoon at Penacony High, and the air felt light with the buzz of chatter and laughter echoing through the hallways. Students gathered in small clusters, sharing stories, stressing over exams, and enjoying the last few minutes before the final bell. Aventurine—otherwise known as Kakavasha to a select few—found himself with his camera in hand, wandering the halls with a purpose. The school had trusted him with a photography project for the yearbook, capturing “Moments Of Joy” across the campus, and he’d taken to the task with an enthusiasm that surprised even him.

Aventurine wasn’t usually the sentimental type. In fact, if anyone knew him well, they’d know he often kept to himself, his charismatic charm balanced by a hint of mystery and a clever smile. But something about seeing others in their natural, happy moments sparked a strange warmth he couldn't shake.

“Just a couple more shots...” he muttered to himself, adjusting the focus on his camera, framing a lively group of students laughing near the lockers.

But then his eye caught someone else—a familiar figure standing off to the side, their head thrown back in laughter. It was you, surrounded by your friends, your eyes sparkling in the golden afternoon light. Aventurine’s breath caught, a sense of wonder blooming unexpectedly as he lifted his camera, trying to steady his hands.

Click.

He’d snapped the picture before he even realized it, the sound loud in his ears. Aventurine felt his heart skip a beat, his lips quirking into a soft, almost unconscious smile. There you were, frozen in a moment of pure joy, your warmth and vibrancy practically radiating from the photograph.

“Why… does it feel like this?” he whispered, lowering the camera, a strange mix of embarrassment and excitement fluttering in his chest. He’d been the one assigned to capture these “Moments Of Joy” around campus, yet here he was, feeling it himself.

Watching you with that easygoing smile and the way your friends gravitated toward you, he felt a pang of curiosity he couldn’t ignore. He’d seen you around campus before, exchanged glances in class, maybe a few quick greetings in passing. But he’d never truly noticed you—until now.

As you turned, catching sight of him with the camera in hand, Aventurine straightened, feigning composure.

"Hey, are you taking pictures for the yearbook?" you asked, curiosity lighting up your expression.

He nodded, maintaining his usual confidence, though his heart pounded. “Yes, capturing ‘Moments Of Joy’ for the school to remember. Lucky I caught such a radiant one just now.”

You blinked, taken aback by his sudden compliment, and laughed softly. “Well, I guess I’ll have to smile my best from now on if I see you around.”

He smirked, feeling his confidence return, though he was well aware of the flush creeping up his neck. “I’ll keep my camera ready then.”

As you walked back to your friends, Aventurine found himself watching you go, a rare, genuine fondness spreading through him. For a man who usually planned every move, calculated every step, and saw the world as a game of risks and rewards, the thought of seeing you again without knowing exactly what would happen… felt like the start of something new. Something he might be willing to gamble on.

And from that day on, he found himself seeking out the warmth of your laughter, the brightness of your presence, as if each moment he captured with his camera might reveal the answer to the feeling stirring in his heart.

Let me know if you want a part 2 🤭 I honestly loved this

[kangals]

Kep at 18months! for our quarterly stack comparison. his headshots not very close to the last one but its hot out and he's freshly groomed so it was now or never.

[beforeiread-studies2]

OMG apparently the name Anki comes from the JAPANESE word for memorization so I was almost right.

Just found out that 암기 means memorization in Korean. Were the Anki developers Korean lol

[ruporas]

fond of marcille (id in alt)

[mourn-and-watch]

i don't care if something good happened to your favourite franchise it should've happened to dragon age instead

[rlaehrwk21]

when i say i love this character, i mean my interpretation of him. whatever is actually wrong with him has got nothing to do with me

[xpyray]

A loose redraw of that Horikoshi drawing

[arcadiamln]

I have been reading this work for a long time, but I decided on fanart only now.))

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: “Sorry, kid,” Len says, sounding – and likely even being, knowing Len – sincere. “We gotta run, and it looks like you’re coming with us for a bit.” “Oh crap,” the kid (Barry Allen, he said his name was) says. ---- Response to tumblr prompt: Coldflashwave au, where Mick and Len end up kidnapping Barry for some reason after meeting the Flash, but before Len finds out his identity?

Author: @robininthelabyrinth