Tumgik
#I feel like it's possible that
six-earedshadowmonkey · 10 months
Text
Warning: Pain Incoming
You all are going to hate me for this pic, but it was burning in my brain and I needed to get it out. This is a picture and a ficlet depicting Macaque’s death. Posting under a break because of gore. If you don't want to see blood, look away. You have been warned. (Click Keep Reading to see the complete image.)
Tumblr media
Eternity
The fight had been long and hard. Monkey King was exhausted. He and this imposter had battled across three realms in their determination to prove their identity. Of course, they both knew who was the REAL Sun Wukong, but who this stranger impersonating him was, even he had no clue.
None born of Heaven nor Earth could tell them apart, and the resident kings of the underworld dared not speak the imposter's name.
The Great Sage was sick of these games by the time they reached the home of Buddha. He was tired, angry - no, FURIOUS! He wanted answers and he wanted them now! And he knew of only one other person who could give them to him!
Still - Standing before Buddha with his visual double, nothing could have prepared him for the name spoken when his opponent's identity was revealed.
The Six-Eared Macaque.
The same Macaque who had been his friend and confidant. The same Macaque who had fought alongside him in the Brotherhood. And yes, the same Macaque who had left him to the Jade Emperor's mercy when they failed to fell him, only to later rub salt in the wound by offering him a goddamned PEACH! As if that somehow made up for five hundred years of imprisonment! Too little, too late.
And after all that, here was that same. Fucking. Macaque. Harming his family, stealing their things and daring to do it all while PRETENDING TO BE HIM!!!
It was too much. Seeing those golden eyes staring back at him when the glamour was dropped was just too much. And something snapped in Wukong.
Macaque knew he was in for it. He'd never quite seen a look like that on his King’s face before. Maybe he had gone too far this time. He had only wanted Wukong to see that his 'Great Companions' weren't so great after all. He had wanted to save him from the pain, both physical and emotional, that those bastards were putting him through.
He didn’t know where the power came from - righteous indignation, maybe? - but before Macaque could blink, the Monkey King's staff had struck him with a force unlike any he'd ever had the bad fortune to be on the receiving end of.
The impact crushed his right eye and split his brow, but he barely even registered these things. How could he when he was flying like some over-powered missle through, not one - Not two. Not three, or four, or five - but SIX mountains! If that fifth one had been the last, he just might have lived to tell the tale. However, that final impact was just too much.
Colliding with the hard stone hard enough to shatter it, he slid to the ground and lay still. His vision was so blurry, he might as well have lost both eyes, but he knew it was Wukong he felt land beside him a moment later. He'd know that scent anywhere. He wasn't surprised at all that the other celestial monkey had come to gloat. What did surprise him, though, was the smell of salt mixing with his usual pungent odor.
Macaque couldn’t see Wukong’s tears, but he knew they were there. He didn’t hear his choked words as the Sage whispered, "No... Shit. I didn’t mean to...", but he felt it when he was lifted into his arms. As he drew his last breath, he let it go with a soft smile and a sigh of relief. His Peaches was holding him at last.
Rapid little twitches, like electric pulses - death throes Wukong knew - were all the movement left in Macaque’s otherwise still form, but the Monkey King still desperately pleaded, "Hey... Macaque! C'mon, Bud... Look at me!"
In that moment, he made the mistake of glancing at Macaque’s eyes, and felt a flood of revulsion overcome him at the sight. The right one was like a bloody crushed grape, the left bruised and swollen so only a thin slit of it could be seen. "What have I done..?" he lamented, voice shaking as it sunk in that Macaque was truly gone. "We were supposed to live together forever... We were supposed to eat... peaches... every day... forever." Wukong doubled over, holding his former lover tight to his chest, and let himself sob.
All that effort to make himself immortal, and now he'd have to live for eternity without the one person he wanted to spend it with.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
39 notes · View notes
adjit · 5 months
Text
I think we need to get more comfortable with the idea that sometimes shitty, racist, homophobic, bigoted people are still incredibly talented.
I feel like every time I see a post addressing someone’s shitty behavior the post also takes the time to mention that they’re not even good at [x] anyway. And that’s just not always true? Equating being good at a skill as being morally good is just not necessary. Someone can be a fantastic writer, can have a beautiful singing voice, can create breathtaking artwork, and still be a horrible person.
I know part of this is probably just the instinct to dislike everything about a person when you dislike them, but I also think this mindset leads to people defending creatives way past where they should, because if bad people create bad art, then if this person creates art that I like and resonates with me, then they can’t be a bad person!
And you know. That’s just not true. Those two things are simply completely unconnected and I think it’d be healthier if we all started disconnecting them in our heads.
35K notes · View notes
oobbbear · 5 months
Text
I want to post this here too because I’ve seen it happen a few times
Tumblr media
Please understand that there are cultural differences and language differences, if you see this happening let the person clarify what they meant, that person might just not be familiar with words the western side of the internet use
8K notes · View notes
Tumblr media
12K notes · View notes
timeskip · 2 months
Text
This is maybe a bit of a petty complaint since I don't think that anime adaptations HAVE to adapt the source manga without cutting things out, but I do think the Dungeon Meshi anime is worse for the fact that this particular conversation isn't there:
Tumblr media
This chapter is the final chapter before the one where the red dragon appears. In addition to adding to the mounting dread about what Falin's fate is, it also gives context as for WHY Falin's body being found completely digested (excluding the bones) is so bad. I saw someone (and my brother said something similar while we were watching episode 11) be confused on why Falin's skull is so shocking, since the rules of revivals haven't been laid out as well as in the manga
3K notes · View notes
noctude · 6 months
Text
i love it when people have a secret joke that’s just ready to go. unlockable through specific dialogue tree choices
yesterday someone in choir had a stuffed cow with a little heart locket on it. when i said it was cute & i liked the bling she handed it to me and said “why don’t you open . the locket :-)” and after struggling for like a minute trying to pry it apart, inside was just the smallest most compressed image of the ao3 logo i have ever seen
5K notes · View notes
bioethicists · 9 months
Text
i genuinely have no animosity towards ppl who get upset abt not being able to read academic texts + i do think we need to expand the pathways/methods of being exposed to critical concepts so that "sit + read for 2 hours" is not the only option.
however, as someone dx with adhd + incapable of sitting still for even a minute (actually right at this moment i am writing this instead of reading the book sitting open in front of me), i do feel like a lot of ppl do not realize that not all readings are designed to be read like a novel.
as in, it's ok + normal + good to need to reread a paragraph several times, to only read part of a book, to have to research or reference words or concepts in order to grasp the reading, to skip over large chunks of text which are not relevant to your expertise, to continue reading despite not understanding a concept. this is something 'neurotypical' academics do frequently + many of these texts, especially contemporary ones, were designed with this in mind.
there are many ppl with accessibility needs that are not being met by academic texts at this time! many texts (in my humble opinion) are unnecessarily complex in order to show off or hide the fact that they have no idea what they're talking about.
i still feel like many of the kneejerk reactions on this site are based on the assumption that their experience reading academic texts should be similar to their experiences reading a nyt bestseller, rather than a process of thinking, analyzing, researching, processing, returning. some of u are telling yourself that any challenges u face while reading are a result of some internal fault u have + not an expected + precious part of the experience.
8K notes · View notes
jellogram · 4 months
Text
If you choose one of the "other" options please let me know what it is, I would love to hear all about your local beasties
5K notes · View notes
chaos-bringer-13 · 2 months
Text
I've seen a lot of people writing Danny as a space ancient and Dan and Dani as ghosts with moon and sun cores, being sort of parts, versions of Danny and therefore weaker. Now, consider: Dan and Dani are both powerful ghosts with really cool cores and stuff but Danny is just some guy™
Dan, who came from an alternate timeline and is kind of from the future but also not, is Clockwork's apprentice and will eventually become an ancient of time. He probably only agreed to have some lessons with Clockwork to understand better what happened to him, but he enjoys his apprenticeship now.
Dani, with her love of travelling, loves seeing all the different places the world offers to her, and that includes space and different planets and maybe even parallel universes, and she accidentally ends up being an apprentice of the space ancient. For now she's probably a baby ancient of freedom or something like that, but she might become an ancient of space in the future.
We can also have something like Dan having a core of destruction or Dani being the Speed Force if you want it to be dcxdp, or any headcanon of yours about their cool powers.
And then there's Danny. And yeah, everyone knows that he's super powerful, but also he's just some guy.
It can go different routes. Does everyone know that Danny is just Danny? Or do they think that with siblings (well, technically a clone and an alternate version, but whatever) so powerful, he must be even stronger? Is Danny actually something terrifyingly eldritch and ancient and strong, almost a god, but he just doesn't know himself? Or is he just really some guy?
Now, because it's obvious that I have a dcxdp brainrot, have a regular "JL summons/meets a powerful ghost" but its Dan and Dani, and they keep mentioning their original/brother who won a fight against them at some point. The JL is very concerned about Dan and Dani's godlike powers, and they can't imagine what Danny is like. And then they meet him (in his human form), and it's just a young adult in casual clothes, very friendly and helpful, with no evident powers. Imagine the confusion. Imagine Dan and Dani, radiating power, in their eldritch ghost forms, admitting that fighting Danny for real is the dumbest thing to do and not even they would succeed... And then there's Danny is jeans and silly t-shirt, waving shyly.
2K notes · View notes
steveharirngton · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
♡ my DREAMBOY ♡
2K notes · View notes
Text
Feelings Thawed
Character; Cater Diamond
Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, pining, ice skating (to various degrees of success)
Word Count; 650+
Author's Note; This is a present/thank you to my mutual @i-like-forgs. I hope you enjoy this ice skating scene with Cater, and that you get to skate soon!
As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist
Tumblr media
The brisk wind bit at your nose, and you pulled up your scarf, trying to keep away the offending wind. Around you it was a winter wonderland, all made possible in the temperate conditions thanks to Cater, who was filming you skating around on the frozen pond’s surface.
“You know,” you hollered, making sure that you caught his attention, “you should join me! It’s fun!” You came to a stop by the pond’s edge, where Cater was standing with a large thermos.
Cater just shot you a wink, handing you the thermos. “This is for you though, silly!” 
He was deflecting, you could tell; behind that bright and cheery smile that he always seemed to wear around others, you knew when there was something off with Cater. You accepted the thermos though, and took a sip of the spicy apple cider, still piping hot.
You gave him a look and pulled lightly on his coat sleeve. “Yes, but it’s more fun with others, come on Cater!” You stepped back onto the ice, and slowly skated near him, waiting with an eager smile.
He looked at you, and then back at the ice, but he stayed standing in the light snow, shooting you that smile. “But I can’t take photos if I’m out there with you!” He scratched at the back of his neck.
Liar. “Cater,” you looped back around and stepped onto the bank, balancing on your skates, “do you not know how to skate?”
Cater’s smile turned sheepish, and his ‘ahahaha, looks like my gig is up’ chuckle made its appearance. He had been found out. “Never got the chance to,” he hid his face slightly in his scarf, either to keep the cold at bay or to hide that his cheeks were turning pink. “So I’d just slow ya down.”
You took his hand into yours, “Well, I could teach you if you wanted. Just a warning though, you’re gonna fall on your butt a lot, might get a few bruises.”
Cater looked down at your entwined hands. Mittens and gloves separated your skin from touching one another, but Cater could swear that he could feel the sensation nonetheless through the layers of fabric.
“You would? Even if I pull you down with me?” 
The last question wasn’t just about the ice skating; Cater didn’t want to force you to do anything that you didn’t want to… and that included being his friend. His heart seemed to whisper stronger emotions though, but he didn’t want to ruin what the two of you had.
You walked him out to the ice, and the both of you swiftly fell down on the ice, hard. But you just laughed and got right back up again, “Well, we did just fall. There isn’t anything scary about falling down; yes it stings and might leave a gnarly bruise, but in order to move forward we have to fall and get back up. So yes, is what I guess I’m saying.”
Cater looked up at you, the sun illuminating you and the snow glittered behind you. You were holding your hand out again, waiting for him. And Cater took your hand. 
It took him a while to get the hang of it, and he fell down quite a bit, but every time he fell down you helped him back up. And by the time that the sun was setting in the west, the both of you were cold, and both were going to wake up tomorrow with some bruises. It was fun though, which is all that mattered… but that whisper in Cater’s heart was by now singing, and maybe he would listen to it, but for now, he was happy with how the way things were, and he wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, especially with how much you had smiled today. Your smile and knowing that you had fun with him was enough.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Tags; @eynnwwyjth, @ithseem, @krenenbaker, @silvers-numberonefan, @twistwonderlanddevotee, @xxoomiii
4K notes · View notes
Text
It turns out that if Danny switches from his ghost form to his human form while holding onto another ghost, he can bring them along for the transformation, forcing them into a physical form.
For some ghosts, this is horrible. But for others, though, it’s a prize of immeasurable valuable. And unfortunately for Danny, word spreads quickly throughout the Ghost Zone of this ability.
And thus begins the illustrious adventure of Danny the necromancer.
…running away from the restless dead that are trying to force him to revive them.
1K notes · View notes
poorly-drawn-mdzs · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media
Bonus 8: How met your mother (CSSR design by @qourmet!)
[First] Prev <–-> Next
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#cangse sanren#wei changze#jiang fengmian#It was important to me that WCZ had the hereditary mole. I will die on this hill.#I have been *waiting* for the day to finally arrive when I could finally make this comic. It's been marinating for months.#My mission is to redraw all of qour's character designs one day. They are just *that* good.#CSSR has the vibes of a wandering menace who shows up in towns like a stray cat arriving at a new doorstep for treats. 10/10.#While YZY strongly leads us to believe that JFM was in love with CSSR and that's his whole motivation behind taking wwx in-#-I do think this is (once again) rumour being presented as reality. It's the juicer story to tell after all.#It is still possible that he did love her! But I think that story undercuts the relationship he also had with WCZ.#Yall ever think about how JC and WWX parallel their fathers? How Wei Changze also left the Jiang Leader's side? I do.#Unlike JC though It is far more hilarious and plausible to imagine JFM begging to be CSSR and WCZ's third. You know he would.#My wild headcanon is that JFM and YZY are in a mlm and wlw arranged marriage situation. Deeply unhappy as partners. Better as friends.#they care for each other and I'll admit that there is a beautiful tragedy in them having romantic feelings for each other the whole time.#But I am also here for the gaffs. Let them be unfulfilled homosexuals together.#Meanwhile cssr and wcz are having incredible hetrosexual sex in a bisexual way that WILL leave him pregnant by the end of it.
2K notes · View notes
Text
the other thing about being disabled in academia is everyone is like "yeah we can't do much about the buildings they're old :/" as if "old" being a synonym for "inaccessible" isn't just a constant reminder that the people who built the school did not imagine that someday someone like me might study there
2K notes · View notes
mevil · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
this silly little extra really cements the idea in my head that falin’s chimera form incorporates a cockatoo like marcille’s old pet pipi having been around some growing up they really always used to be covered in feather dander it would feel ridiculous at times
3K notes · View notes
mobius-m-mobius · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Loki 2x01 // 2x02
3K notes · View notes