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#I had this thing in my drafts forever
emblazons · 9 months
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"I Just Didn't Look Hard Enough. I See You Now."
gif series restart! Lucas Sinclair in Every Episode - Season IV
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gayfour · 5 months
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Practicing drawing these weird little space guys (with my new favourite brush (it's quite fun)
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unexpectedstormy · 1 year
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Random headcanon time
Warriors was in Honor Guard, which is a group of people who perform ceremonies and rituals like honors at a funeral or a change of command. Honor guardsmen have to have and maintain the sharpest dress and appearance and they have special dress uniforms that are flashier and fancier than typical dress uniforms. That’s why Warriors is the way he is with his appearance and why he has the bright blue in his outfit.
Wind is ALWAYS hungry. He is a growing teenage boy! He gets super embarrassed when his voice cracks. He has one single hair growing under his nose and is VERY proud of his “mustache.” Sometimes Wind goes through typical teenage episodes of being moody broody “I’m dark and mysterious and my middle name is angst,” but it isn’t long before he’s back to his normal goofy pirate self.
Time may be the oldest, but he’s not the most experienced at leading troops. He’ll oftentimes step back and let Warriors take the reins or lean on his recommendations for action. Even though this is the case, Time is still the most Dad of the bunch and leads by following his Dad instincts.
Ghosts haunt all of the Links from time to time, and Wind is aware of them but no one else is. The ghosts that haunt Warriors aren’t always nice ghosts. Sometimes they’re mean military leaders who died because he wasn’t fast enough to save them. Though Warriors himself doesn’t know they’re there and can’t hear them, Wind tells them off if he can.
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Atsushi hc!! He tilts his head 45° like a cat whenever he doesn't understand something. The ADA finds it the most adorable thing ever.
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sluckythewizard · 1 month
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SHHH SH HEYYY HEY DONT TELL ANYONE BUT... ive been workin on smth since BITB came out..... itsa lil musical animatic involvin kian and becky.... ITS NO WHERE NEAR DONE YET but loooook look im puttin lil screenshots under the cut. its supposed to go along with Am I In Heaven? by King Gizzard n the Lizard Wizard. infact yknow what cmere come sit with be bc ALOT of songs from the 'IM IN YOUR MIND FUZZ' album makes me think about becky and kian. oh my god. those two make me so damn emotional. like Her and I was the first one to rly resonate with me, and EMPTY was another good one, all just stuff about. yknow LOVE!! doomed by the narrative yet burning SO SO brightly in its last moments, holding hands, playing music, THEY WERE SO IN LOVE WITH YOU THAT THE COPY OF THEM LOVED YOU, AND YOUR COPY LOVES THEM TOO. WHAT A BEAUTIFUL, CRUMBLING, BURNING, HISSING, SQUIRMING, MELTING, CLICKING LOVE STORY..
GET OVER HERE N SCREAM WITH MEEE I LOVE SCREAMING ABOUT THINGS
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#THIS IS A DRAFT that i made like. months ago. woopsie.#BUT IM CHIPPING AWAY AT IT AGAIN. IT CANT STAY UNFINISHED FOREVER. ONE DAY YOU WILL ALL SEE! YOULL ALL SSSEEEE!!!!!!!#no reblogs either this stays between US!!!!!!!!!!#and if you guys like it enough i might post an old fuckin wip i have all packaged together on youtube. its a VIDEO it goes w the MUSIC!!#SOUND WITH THE MOVING IMAGE?? IVE ONLY EVER DONE IT ONCE!!!#ill post the Lord of Lightning animatic i made on tumblr when i get the chance. in the meantime i ahve it posted on twitter. GO FETCH#but THIS SECOND ONE is out there.. all synced together..#but its a wip and its rough and old and scuffed and i HATE IT. my son whom i wish was dead#but you can see it. for the small small price of uh. begging.#also ouuhh my god i love becky and kian so much... they make me so emotional.. SOMETHING ABT DOOMED SHIPS...#even as the boat sinks these two clung together so tightly. they really really did love eachother so much. even after ten years of ROTTING#of sitting and waiting and wondering 'where is she?' is she lost? hurt? did something happen? is she okay? did she even want to be here?#does she hate me? did she leave because she hated me? she never wanted to see me again? where is she? where is she? guess ill write a song#FOR TEN YEARS. when i was just busy. i was distracted. so much came up. things got serious. my dream became clear and i had to chase it#i didnt know you were waiting. im sorry. i should have chased the thought of you more. but i was busy. i was just busy.#i wish that i could apologize with the throat that was my own. i hope this copy will suffice. i hope this copy will suffice. UGH
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littlepissbabee · 5 months
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After the events of the cell games Gohan would start to visit Dende on the lookout to hang out, and everytime he goes he'd take some kind of activity for them to do. Books to read, sketchbooks and pencils, coloring books and color pencils(or crayons, just to see what Dende would think), canvases and paint. And all of it would fascinate Dende and he'd be eager to use all of these things but he'd probably feel a little guilty cuz a lot of this stuff belongs to gohan/gohan spent who knows how much money on the new stuff. But Gohan reassures him that its really okay and he that he just wants to give his best friend cool stuff. So Dende tries to reassure himself and fully submerges himself in the items. It really gets his creative side out. He'd probably finish a coloring book in one day if we could, and he'd STILL wanna keep going. He'd practice drawing in ghe sketchbooks and would draw literally anything he can think of. The palm trees, the sky, the lookout, mr popo, he's even drawn Gohan before(though he will NEVER show him that.) And he'd also make his own drawings to color. He'd really enjoy the books Gohan brought too, i think he'd even draw scenes from it! Oh and painting would be so much fun for him He'd love to see the vibrant colors on white canvases, and would honestly just slap colors on there without any idea of what he wants to paint on them. You can imagine how messy that'd get though. But dw!! He's set aside a spare robe to wear anytime he's painting.
And yknow, maybe his artwork ain't the best, maybe they look like something a two year old made sometimes, but who cares. He's having the absolute time of his life when making art, and even so, he's still improving a lot. He's probably asked Gohan for books to help with drawing and ofc he'd get them for his bestie!! They'd probably be those kind that are like "how to draw anime" though but ykw, Dende appreciates them!!!! He loves art!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dende being an artsy kid just feels right to me guys.
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collieii · 11 months
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back on my wolfwood bullshit! i'm using a lot of the same ideas from my other post so i'll try not to repeat myself, but as i said, a major theme of wolfwood's arc is autonomy and freedom, and the idea that having freedom to choose also comes with the responsibility to act and make good choices.
throughout trimax, wolfwood is in a strange position. he's beholden to higher powers - the eye of michael, knives, even vash in a way, while also simultaneously having a lot of freedom to act, particularly in the moment. the things that control him are more like swords of damocles - present, inevitable, but not immediate. he's constantly struggling to figure out what he should do - take knives out, kill vash, and more generally, things like his profession as assassin. he's very torn about the choices he makes (or doesn't make) and the life he lives because he's dissatisfied with his position, and there isn't an easy way out.
there are a lot of parallels between midvalley and wolfwood. midvalley, similar to wolfwood, was forced into a place he really didn't want to be in. he's hyperaware of the danger of his situation, knows he's expendable to knives, and that knives has so much power - how can anyone escape it? so he has to ask himself - how is he going to spend the time that he has? should he risk his life or play it safe? we know what he decides - he's likely to die either way, so he might as well try to get his way, release himself from knives' control.
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midvalley pretty easily identifies wolfwood as someone who is allied with vash, who has no true loyalty to knives. he says they have no reason to fight - midvalley and hoppered have officially moved against knives and made their choice. is wolfwood going to resolve himself, follow what he truly believes - in vash, against knives? or will he keep playing the game of someone who doesn't have their mind made up, still working under knives thumb? (midvalley has always called wolfwood chapel, right up until this moment - he's breaking through the pretenses, acknowledging that he knows what wolfwood really is).
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(using the overhaul translation here bc it's much clearer!) midvalley basically says that wolfwood does have power, but at that point in the story, he's mostly just going along with what's safe, as opposed to midvalley and hoppered. midvalley is aware that wolfwood might have similar goals to him. as someone who, like wolfwood, fears knives and what he can do, midvalley criticizes wolfwood's passivity or inability to fight for what he wants.
still, we see that when midvalley does act against knives he dies. immediately. both him and hoppered made their choice, and it didn't end well for them. maybe they knew it'd be that way. still, it's a poignant reminder to wolfwood about the power of choice, and the risks that come with it. he has to confront what other people are willing to risk and ask himself if he can do the same.
then we get to volume 8. wolfwood, who spends so much of the story agonizing over his choices, is finally resolved. he goes against knives and frees vash. he chooses not to kill unless absolutely necessary. his autonomy is realized at the price of his life. and that's the equation he has to figure - save myself, and damn everyone i care about? be dissatisfied with myself, my life? or save what he loves, do what he wants, and risk himself? wolfwood is keenly aware of his own morality. he has so much he wants to protect, and he can't do that if he's dead. i think one of the reasons he's able to take a stand against knives is because of his relationship with vash - he knows that there's someone with similar goals and values who will fight to protect humanity after he's gone. he goes out having taken care of chapel and livio, and trusting that vash will handle knives. he can die peacefully knowing he's assured the safety of his family.
by volume 10, wolfwood is showing everyone who he is and what he stands for, for better or worse. he was willing to fight - and willing to die - to do what he believed was right. trimax shows, again, and again, that there's often no easy answer, no easy way to live, no easy choice to make. that's sort of the idea that's communicated with the bird imagery - a life of freedom is a life of struggle. it's not a new idea, ofc. but we see with wolfwood - the right thing and the safe thing are often not the same. what are we willing to do? how far will we go? what will we sacrifice? and what will leave us most satisfied at the end?
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coldshrugs · 9 months
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perhaps 💗 + estinio if you’re feeling it <:
thank you dani!! i am always feeling it 🥴
💗 slow kiss / gentle kiss / inevitable / soft || 790 words || allusion to nudity/sex, but it's really just morning-after mush.
The sun winks between thick, velvet curtains, the single sliver of light determined to fall across Estinien’s face. The rest of the room is still comfortably shadowed in early morning gray. Realization creeps into his senses like the unusual warmth spreading from the source beside him. He wakes fully, trying to quiet the thunder of his heartbeat in his own ears.
Io is loosely curled on her side, ink-blue hair draped across both their pillows and covered only by his sheet bunched around her waist. She sleeps soundly, unaware of his quiet observation. 
This is the first night they've shared a bed–among other firsts.
It replays in his mind, fragmented and out of time: a dozen images–remembered sensations–of her hands on his body, her just parted mouth, his patient ache for her soothed and amplified in equal measure. She is his, the realization settles in his mind, heavier under the weight of her serenity. In a manner she doesn't and cannot belong to the rest of the world, she is his.
If she were not here now, Estinien might think it a dream. He rolls onto his back, palms digging into his eyes. It feels real enough.
So real that his movement disturbs her. Io stirs and pulls the sheet up to her chest. He watches the sleepy, twitchy smile that creases the skin around her eyes. She’s holding them shut, pretending he didn’t wake her.
“You’re shit at mummery.” His voice is thick, more gravel than teasing sweetness. He wishes he’d cleared his throat first.
Io opens one eye, a sliver of blue darker than the shadows around them glancing his way. She sets her face to firm seriousness before closing it again. “Is this better? Shall I snore?”
“Would it be more believable?”
“Even less so.”
“Let no one say you’re inconsistent.”
Io bolts up into the sunbeam, rounding on him with an open grin and sleep-heavy eyes, ready to wield the steel edge of her wit in this feigned indignance. “I–”
But the banter dies on her lips. She sees him and freezes, clutching the sheet tighter against her chest. Estinien can’t quite name the emotion in her expression. Only sees that she is suddenly aware of the greater context he had the luxury of noticing quietly.
He assumes she will shy away. Pull into herself and flee the mortification of this vulnerability. It would not be against her character, and he would not begrudge the instinctive withdrawal.
Instead, she reaches up to smooth her hair, wide eyes drifting across his face, his unclothed chest, and back again. He catches her thick swallow, then the sheet falls away as she leans in. 
Io approaches, illuminated from behind. Slow and golden, like amber. There is a moment, tiny and insulated, in which he considers once more if this is a dream. If there is a more beautiful sight on this star, he has not seen it. He doesn't care to. In the liminal space between her anxiety and certainty, her outstretched hand before it meets his skin, the fading distance keeping him from her affection, Estinien wonders why he should deserve this. Her friendship, her companionship, and if he were keen to wager… her love.
Io’s fingers graze the gnarled scar on his shoulder with the same tenderness they did the night before. He closes his eyes, and she indulges in the privacy. Fingertips sweep along his collar, over his neck, and down to his chest, where her hand rests, finally, over his heart.
There is a question in her kiss. A need for reassurance after sharing something rare, inviting him to see a part of her reserved for few. Her lips drag across his, each gentle press lingering longer than a single breath.
Estinien gathers her in his arms and answers in kind. He matches her unhurried movements and magnifies her intensity, until nothing remains of her self-doubt. She pulls away with an easy smile, but doesn’t go far.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers between them, biting her lip, and he will be thinking about that all day. “I should have more decorum during such an occasion. Instead, I asked you if I should snore.”
Estinien kisses her again, then clears his throat. “And what of it? We sleep together, and now humor is forbidden? Your comfort makes me glad.” His thumb strokes a steady rhythm across her back. 
“You could not make me more comfortable if you tried, a fact that has been well-demonstrated.” Io settles on his chest, proving her point. Her fingers skim over smooth muscle and raised scars without discrimination, and Estinien is in no rush for this to end. “I hope we will have more mornings like this. I like your sleepy voice.”
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fightwing · 4 months
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out of all the fab fiv.e age retcons i think it needs to be said the galaxy brained order of age is: roy, donna, wally, garth, dick
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talentforlying · 2 months
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LET ME ASSIGN YOU AN AESTHETIC WORD.
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CAFUNÉ. cafuné means running your fingers through someone's- perhaps a lover, hair. it's such an intimate, affectionate way of showing love. if you got this result, you're a romantic at heart; very sweet, delicate, precious wandering soul. aren't you scared of your heart being too big for your body? somehow, you remind me of that pretty coral pink that bleeds into a soft indigo when the sun is slowly setting.
what i'd like to tell you is that we can't save everyone, and that's okay. you're doing your best, and it's enough.
tagged by: @danversiism!! <3 tagging: you!!
#there's literally a post at the top of my drafts Right Now talking about how much of a romantic he actually is#under all the sarcasm and bullshit he's a genuine fucking softie. he Craves love. he gives it away freely.#cafuné specifically makes me think of when he first got back together with kit ryan#and one of the first things they did as a couple was stay in bed together for 3 days. didn't leave the flat#just had nothing more important in the world than being with each other and that's how he is in MOST relationships motherfuckers!!!#justice league dark's womanizing dickhead has rotted people's brains!! commitment issues my ass this man WANTS to settle down!!!!#anyway. VERY passionate about this if you can't already tell#( character study. ) A WALKING PLAGUE OF A MAN.#( dash games. ) ALRIGHT YOU OVERGROWN LARPERS! HERE!#idk it's always 'wrecked-looking husk of a man' THIS and 'wall-licking little cryptid' THAT and 'where's that gif of matt ryan in leather'#NAH MAN. bring me the guy who spent almost a full fucking day at the shops trying to find kit the perfect christmas present!!#bring me the guy who took a depressed god out to share a coffee bc the god just looked Too Fucking Sad to leave alone!!#bring me the guy who started singing the beatles in the bar & got everyone else to join in just bc someone seemed to need a leg up!!#where is the man who took abby arcane out dancing!! tucked her in!! bought her breakfast in the morning!! all because she seemed lonely!!#that's this motherfucker!!!!!!#and yeah he is ALSO a wrecked-looking husk of a cryptid who ROCKS a bit of leather but that other guy is still in there too!!!!!#idk. IDK. i feel many things about constantine's softness always being cut away by the sharp edges of his tongue and his suffering#40th birthday party constantine lives rent-free in my skull forever and you can never take him away from me
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hefoundme · 8 months
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one more jarchie fic for the road? 🙏
maybe more than one...? 👀 i'm def finishing up this little series and it has 2 parts left in my drafts.
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crossbackpoke-check · 9 months
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Substance, Shadow, and Spirit [remixed, abridged] by Tao Yuanming
#liv in the replies#patrice bergeron#boston bruins#brad marchand#do you ever think about how brad marchand said that when bergy retired he would retire or are you capable of normal thought i'm not at all#please say a gratitude for both my sanity& y'all that this poem (which has been saved in my camera roll with the vague idea of using it for#??? ​long) & not one of the poems i had saved for carey for a really long time & remixed & everything with another poem until i found a poem#that absolutely murdered me in cold blood but there is an alternate universe where i did& then had to explain my unhinged thoughts to you.#anyway how are we feeling about bergy retirement. pspspspsp sara & luna are y'all doing okay like. the doc title for this one was#patrice the hockey player means a lot to me but patrice the person means so much more#which is why the end line of the other poem was so *%"@^)! (you love / what you are) because patrice does. like he is a whole ass good huma#& now since no one asked i need to tell you all the details about everything also y'all please clap i made an edit with NO baby pictures#although i did find one & save it & minimal genres of photo i always use in edits because they're my taste & aesthetic but anyway.#when i saved the first photo and marked it as one i wanted i accidentally wrote “how will he know they love him” which is not the line but#makes me feel feral about patrice & the rest of them all had hurtful names too but also. the third picture is literally a CELLY like brad#just scored a goal & he is clinging to bergy for dear life with that shit i saved that as “oh the agony on his face for unendurable”#& yes it is one of my cliches to have a draft day picture but in my defense the lifelong bond that patrice has/d with boston deserved to be#there even if i put in the love story & YES that picture is from the 2011 playoff right below it shared joy & pain & i couldn't tell you#when the brad marchy photo for together forever is except for the fact that i saw it & just the gut punch of oh my god the way he looks at#things men will praise you for is the stanley cup. duh. but i love the contrast of “some deed” being the stanley cup but then#bergy's choice to do noble deeds (ends up still earning praise &that's my note to his efforts outside of hockey we love a supportive captai#should also mention the first two i came up with & had the photos i knew i wanted for were the first and last one alskaldk but i KNEW i#wanted chara somewhere in the paragraph about leaving & then while i was looking found the one of bergy playing tuukka on accident & yes#i do have to make goalie jokes every time. no reprieve . no dice/no deal/no goal goalies have no rest/reprieve etc etc the one that killed#me though was looking for a patrice award pic & i wanted basically the one that i got for “how will you know any will praise you” & instead#also got the picture of patrice winning the some community hero award for charity work that he does & i love him mama & of COURSE that puck#is from bergy's 1000 game who do you think I am (if you guessed sleepy and emotional about patrice you'd be right) and ALSO please be ready#for all the patrice posts/bruins posts that have been sitting in my drafts to be released on this occasion of patrice retirement#I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT TUUKKA ALSO RETIRED THAT’S WHY HE WAS ON WISE OR SIMPLE NO REPRIEVE AND THAT LATE OR SOON WAS ALWAYS GOING TO BE#CHARA BECAUSE CHARA LEFT FIRST TO GO TO THE CAPS AND THEN LEFT IN RETIRMENT HE LEFT SOON BUT NOT FOR REAL THEN LATER LEFT FOR REAL (RETIRED)
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nick-close · 1 year
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If the things u complain about in the dndads fandom come from the Reddit you aren’t complaining about the fandom ur complaining about Reddit and it’s your burden for using that god forsaken place tbh
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whumpitisthen · 2 months
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Next chapter of Auden's story is written!!!! Once i edit it you will get to see just how powerful His Majesty is, a tiny bit of how humanity survives through literal Hell
and a little bit of Grim being a nuisance, as per usual, because he is important to me and a bastard
We'll get back to Auden after this it's kinda weird how it's his story and he hasn't been here for two chapters............ Dont you worry the angel boi will continue being harmed and traumatised :3 i just had to introduce our whumpers properly
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grantwilsonenjoyer · 2 months
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why do i always finish writing things in the middle of the night this is so terrible i need to be insane about my fics the MOMENT they r finished. i can't "wait for a good time to post it" (i am probably never going to post it anyway)
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heartbeetz · 3 months
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GRRR the built in speedpaint / timer thing in ibis is busted for this one drawing I'm working on noooooo. It's saying I've spent 7 hours on it so far but I HAVEN'T I just forgot to close the canvas. Also I thought usually I could do that and it's fine? But this time there's a huge chunk of the speedpaint playback that's just nothing happening so I KNOW it was registering SOMETHING during that time... sad!
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