#who .... //fell from the sky//

[artuurle]

BIG fan of the ascension headcanons u posted... I love myself some godly body horror and existential dread!!! Woo!!

Outta curiousity... how do u think huzzle, bauhauzzo, and cobigails ascensions went in this regard? they seem pretty emotionally stable all things considered but huzzle and bauzzie boy ascended AGES ago, who knows how they've changed.....

Also i like your art i think it's pretty cool :3 have an awesome day

Thanks a ton! ^ u ^ So in my opinion, becoming a god is an exhausting affair for all honestly, even without a hitch, so even those who are stable can end up a little frazzled. Bauzzie boy is not exempt from this, especially because he has to get used to remembering everything as if it were new. He showed up in a fissure like from an earthquake after a day :)

Huzzle actually took a while to pop in at 4 days, but when it did, you can say it was with a "BANG!". Huzzle Mug didn't take long because of unresolved issues, but more from not knowing what it was as an answer; such is the curse of the creatives.

Bauzzie made sure to catch it though, siblinghood began day one :) Cobigail Quickly popped in, she had good a sense of who she was, A nice (yet devious with pranks) music teacher well known in her town of Milldread! she sprouted up a little disoriented though, and ended up being spooked by the other gods- though she ended up entertained by that honestly....

now bout the remaining gods..... I currently have no idea how thespius appeared in the current moment, feel free to tell me thoughts if anyone has them, i like giving them unique entrances but he's stumped me <:(

and nobody remembers how Miss Mitternact arrived, not even her, she was alone for a while.....

[artemismoorea03]

DP x DC Prompt: Can I Borrow Your Phone?

Okay.

So maybe Danny should have listened to Sam and practiced his flying in their world rather than the Ghost Zone where natural portals were bound to pop in and out of existence whenever they wanted to. But it was hard. Real world meant his parents, Valerie and any Ghost Hunter potentially trying to shoot him out of the sky just for existing! At least in the Ghost Zone he could be left (mostly) to his own devices!

But after he crashed into this new world after a portal opened in front of him he quickly began to realize that a) his phone didn't work, b) he had no idea where he was and c) a lot of the technology around him looked a bit too sci-fi to be real. Never a good sigh.

Thankfully! He had landed behind a barn with a window that had a really cool looking cow inside. He didn't know much about cows and patterns, but a bat looked pretty badass. That mixed with a tuxedo cat and two big dogs that kept coming to check him out he decided to just hang out and wrap his head around the situation. Unfortunately his phone refused to find a signal and he couldn't for the life of him figure out which direction home was.

He was fine waiting until the sun went down before he tried to fly around and find a way out, but then it started dumping rain. So, after hours of debating he followed the dogs (and cat) around the side of a giant house and knocked on the front door. After a long moment an elderly man answered and looked down at him.

He probably looked like a drowned rat with how wet his hair and clothes were, which might have explained the way the man looked him over.

"Uh, hey. Sorry about this but... do you have a phone I can borrow?" He asked.

"But of course, please come in." The man said, then to Danny's surprise handed him a towel that had been sitting on the table near the door.

That was weird, but whatever. He could dry his hair and make a phone call. From there he would - hopefully - be able to find his way home.

[littlemarse]

The Black won AU

Jacaerys misses his brother, who was killed at the beginning of the war 👇

[franfalens]

starting yet Another relisten of dames and dragons presented by legendlark, my beloved.

i've just finished the first arc and i think there's something so special about the pairs who fall off the island together and how it kind of sets the scene for those relationships for the rest of the campaign, in my mind.

[empty-blog-for-lurking]

Kuron as Minotaur, Lotor as Icarus, and Shiro as Ship of Theseus. Is this anything??

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Joy Harjo • The Woman Who Fell from the Sky

[treeba-rk]

in hindsight with all of this falseren content remembering that the red king’s crown was from MCC is really funny. even when it was about Martyn it was really about false

“Even when it was about Martyn it was really about False” OUCH OUCHHH but. Yeah. The crown… wanting to win… Blue Bats… 😭😭

“Ren is latching onto the nearest competent blond fighter without Martyn” ok yeah now that I think about it, maybe in 3L Ren was latching into the nearest competent blond fighter since False wasn’t there 😭🥺 it was her… it was about her…

Ren pspspspspspspplease I know he has selective attention for his homie but we miss the unhinged Renchanting bits pleaseeee 😭😭😭 talk about gazing into his eyes again or whatever

When he said “I cannot think of a more worthy winner” and “you’re the best” he actually did mean it across all years and all games… ngl I love his overt favouritism for her. It’s sweet and so funny. Everyone can see it.

[hyunpic]

[uniiiquehecrt]

s/b: i don't like that thor features a love story

me: well let me tell you about how mcu!thor's core trait is his love and that includes love for his people, love for his homeland/home planet, love for his family and his brother in particular, love for the nine realms and earth in particular, and how that all boils down into love for jane— who's the most human of humans to him; who taught him how to be human too — so of course in the film where we're introduced to the mcu depiction of thor, his story is quintessentially a love story in both hope (jane) and tragedy (loki) and how those two things constantly conflict and contradict one another, and leave thor stranded in the middle because he loves both so dearly; patrick doyle crafted a beautiful OST featuring STRINGS and PIANO instead of just drums and horns because thor is strong and heroic, yes, he is, in fact, a hero but he's a beautiful hero because of his love because he is SOFT and it's reflected in the strings in both of his themes and—

[derrypubliclibrary]

i CANNOT stop thinking about amy pond . no one touch me .

[warpstarrie]

ambiguous animal friends polycule and their 17 adopted children

[capricioussun]

Can you tell me about the Invertedfell siblings and their personalities?

I'd be happy to!

So, Ice and Pin are sort of the polar opposite ends of the same spectrum as Edge and Red. A lot of their behaviors are rooted in the same reasoning and experiences, but if they responded in the natural opposite way to how they did in UF.

I think a good way to exemplify that is with their respective schticks. Publicly, Edge acts loud, aggressive, prideful and self assured, while Red acts careless, bored, facetious and rude. But counter to that, Ice acts quiet, detached, and entirely uncaring, while Pin acts unstable, aggressive, and hypervigilant.

Both Papyri come across intimidating and generally unlikeable, and both have built this persona in an effort to protect themself and their brother. Both Sanses come across as entirely untrustworthy and self serving, and both have built their personas with the predominant intention of protecting their brother while also making it appear they mean very little to each other.

That being said, there are also slight differences that come from how these changes had also impacted their past. One example would be that Pin had emphasized the importance of safety above anything, so the IF brothers are less concerned about hiding their hand, making them seem generally more threatening than the UF brothers, as others are more aware of their strength and capability.

Unfortunately for Ice, this means the changes are also slightly less superficial, due to my general hc of Papyri being more reflective of their worlds and influences. He and his brother have some of the worst communication amongst any of my guys, but not because of arguments or friction, he simply wound up focusing on surviving and how best to go about that over anything internal, including his actual relationship with his brother.

Pin prefers it that way. It keeps Papyrus safer in his mind, and honestly he doesn't actually know if Papyrus is as loyal to him as he is to Papyrus, but he doesn't really care. He stopped caring about making it out of there a long time ago.

To others though, it doesn't look like either brother really cares about the other beyond how they're safer as a team. Sans is...off putting, to say the least. He’s jumpy, always nervous about something, easy to set off and usually responds with violence. He doesn't like playing games, but he does at least try to mind himself enough not to get him or his brother into trouble with the king.

Ice on the other hand really lives up to his nicknamesake. He doesn't emote, except to scowl sometimes, he is completely serious and doesn't tolerate others acting foolishly in his presence. He says what he needs to, no more, no less, and it's near impossible to know if someone's on his good side or bad side. Or rather, everyone's on his bad side until proven otherwise lol

Deep down, they're not too different from the UF brothers, Ice does care, he’s just learned to repress that part of himself very well, while Pin would genuinely ease up a bit if he truly started feeling safe. They're actually a little like Ghost and Haze too, but I suppose that makes sense haha

[jabberwockprince]

modern otome games dont do it for me anymore bc even though some of them let you pick pronouns/gender, theyre still heavily written for women (which is fair, its OTOME game for a reason, i stopped being their target demographic years ago) who specifically love to be dominated and/or degrated to different degrees, most of the time being seduced/whisked away lowkey against their will, which leads me to believe modern otome are the equivalent of those books for sexually repressed wives

[swordmaid]

I forgot where I read it probably from some handbook but iirc drow hair is one of their symbols of beauty and to cut off someone’s hair is a way to punish and humiliate them. don’t really know if that’s an actual thing - BUT now I am thinking of shri’iia having longer hair throughout act 1 until she becomes an oathbreaker. it is only when she accepts her status as an oathbreaker that she cuts it to the bisexual bob that she usually has <3

[oflgtfol]

“But no one actually ‘looks’ through [modern telescopes]. Margaret Huggins lamented the shift from gazing at the heavens to squinting at tiny patches of light. Now we’ve gone much, much further. In today’s astronomy, photons of light from the sky, along with the celestial secrets they contain, are picked up by electronic detectors, converted into digital data and crunched through impossibly complex equations by some of the most powerful computers on the planet. In 2016, bricklayer-turned-astronomer Gary Fildes described visiting Chile’s Very Large Telescope (VLT) in his best-selling book An Astronomer’s Tale. Incorporating four mirrors, each 27 feet wide, the VLT collects visible and infrared radiation and can distinguish points in the sky separated by less than a millionth of a degree. Here, at the forefront of today’s attempts to understand the stars, Fildes was struck by the sight of scientists hard at work in control rooms, eyes glued not to their telescopes but to banks of screens: ‘They didn’t look as if they had seen the real sky for days.’”

- The Human Cosmos: Civilization and the Stars by Jo Marchant

[wesam12]

Save our lives ‼️🚨

"I am Wissam... The last time I hugged someone, it was a corpse." 😭💔

The night was very long that day. I was counting the days until I would give birth to my twins. I brought them names, and planned to wrap my body around them when the tents grew cold. But death was faster. 😭

We fled our home under shelling, and my father was in the hospital, unable to stand. I told them, "My father can't move." The soldier said, "It doesn't matter, leave." So we left... and my father was left alone, until his heart closed forever. 😔💔

On the way south, I walked for hours carrying two children in my belly, a bag in my hand, and the rest of my memories on my back.

I bled on the way.

I lost my twins there, on the asphalt, in front of my other children who couldn't even cry. 😭😭

The next day, I woke up and found them buried under the sand. No grave, no names.

Now, I'm seven months pregnant with my third child.

But anemia is tearing me apart, stress is breaking my head, and hunger is eating away at what's left of me.

I feel my baby pleading with me from within: "Mother, don't die."

And I apologize to him every day... because I can't promise him life.

“I am Wissam… I lost my father, my children, my home, and even my voice.

I don’t want to lose this child too.

Help me before I become another memory in this broken land.

My father was the only one I could place all my hopes and dreams on. He was the one who lifted me up whenever I fell, and held my hand when my steps faltered. In those dark days of war, I saw him strong in front of me. Even in moments of silence, his presence was enough to make me feel safe. He wasn't just the father I loved, he was my refuge, the hope I lived by. 😭💔

But one day, suddenly, that hope disappeared.

The sky was covered with heavy clouds, as if it knew what was going to happen. That day, I was at home, climbing on my tiptoes, holding on to any glimmer of hope, but when I entered our small room, I found my mother in the corner of the room crying, her face pale, her eyes filled with tears, and her mouth almost unable to speak. 💔😭

I couldn't believe what she was saying. My father, who had always been the strength in my life, was gone. In an instant, everything disappeared, and the words kept repeating in my head without me being able to understand them. "He's not coming back." Those words were harder than any blow I had ever received in my life. 😭😭

I felt like I was in a dark dream. How could my father disappear like that? How could time go on without his voice, without me seeing his face again? How much I needed him in those moments, how much I needed to hear his words of reassurance. But it was all over, and all that remained was the silence filling the emptiness around me. 💔

Every corner of the house became a tragedy. Everything reminded me of him, every corner, every smell, everything. I thought I would lose my ability to breathe. His absence was heavier than anything else. I cannot imagine a world without him, and I cannot see a future without his advice, without a hand to lift me up whenever I feel like I am drowning.

As I sit here, in that dark room, I remember everything about my father. How he used to laugh when I made small mistakes, how he used to hug me when the world was dark, and how his words filled my life with meaning. But now he's not here, and the emptiness in my heart can't be filled with anything else. Every time I close my eyes, I see him in every corner. I feel him, but I can't touch him. And despite all the pain, despite all the sadness, I know he's not coming back, that he's left me in this world, to face it alone.

He's gone, but a part of him, a part of his soul, will remain in my heart forever. Even though I can't hear his voice or see him, I carry his memories with me every step of the way, every moment. I've lost him, but I can never forget him.😭😔

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