#absconder

[cyber-corp]

🥳🏠

#413 #happy birthday to this piece of shit webcomic that has changed my life from the moment i started reading #homestuck #john egbert #rose lalonde #(ascend descend rise up abscond) #dave strider #jade harley #gecko boy

[futurebird]

Traditional ant names

Traditional ant names are based on one ant virtue as the first name and one ant “intimidating quality” as the last name.

For example:

Temperance the Absconder

Proportionality the Relentless

Synchronicity the Amputator

Alacrity the Calculating

Efficiency the Eternal Witness

#ant #Planet Myrmecos #myrmecos #ants #antposting #ant names #absconding

[wgilxbatv]

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#skalawag #retems #hdqrs. #unpestilential #absconder #olmazkanka #bouzouki #high-flown #phloretin #shootouts #forswore #theatrophobia #Orfurd #Russo-chinese #plumpening #satanism #bassie #overtaxing #underarms #spheroquartic

[oxenfreeao3]

There aren't many hobbies out there that are free to do, inherently creative, and capable of bringing joy to people all across the globe.

But that's why I love writing fanfiction.

#fanfic #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic writing #writers on tumblr #writers #romance writing #“why waste your time writing fanfic #creative writing #hobbies #oh and hobbies aren't supposed to be side hustles btw #“why waste your time writing fanfic? you can never publish or sell it” ok bozo why don't i abscond with every flower in your garden??? #you are under no obligation to convert your creativity into capital

[ask-mspafamily]

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT HOMESTUCK

The original + alt I still really like

-Mun!M

#fandomstuck #fandombound #fandomstuck art #homestuck #art #homestuck fandomstuck #413 #John Egbert #rose lalonde #Ascend #Descend #Rise up #Abscond #Jade Harley #Dave strider #They all played sburb and end the world #Spotify #Fully-Rendered Fandomstuck™

[wifegideonnav]

if we’re being honest with ourselves the subtle grimace at the word “nook” is a much stronger sign that someone has read homestuck than if they use the word “abscond”

#op #hs #homestuck #people say ‘haha you said abscond I know what you are’ there are plenty of reasons to know/use that word #there’s only one reason I know of to grimace at ‘nook’

[juney-blues]

#juney.png #homestuck #john egbert #june egbert #rose lalonde #(rise up. abscond.)

[artofcarmen]

Caleb Widogast - The Butcher of Rexxentrum

Evil AU art of Caleb (Bren) if he was neutral evil, met Essek while he was a full scourger, and instead of healing each other, fed into their darkness and conspired to remove the rest of the Assembly and Kryn elite from their way.

#illustration #caleb widowgast #bren aldric ermendrud #cr2 #critical role #dnd #human #wizard #fire #burning #tattoos #residuum #neutral evil #villain #volstrucker #scourger #makin his way downtown #walkin fast #to burn trent alive #after destroying the candles he an essek abscond to aeor #he changes his name to Caleb Widowgast #cuz that name is sick as fuck #look at the little crystal kitty! #that he uses to cast Reality Break LOL #get it? #caleb widogast

[echosong971]

can’t believe they made his hair longer but didn’t let me tie it back smh smh

#i am a Short Hair P enjoyer and i’m proud of it #especially cause his short hair is literally just /my hair/ but a bit longer lol #floofy hair babes unite *fistsbumps him* #but like #CMOONNN NEOWIZ #no ponytail?? no lil bun???? #the opportunity was RIGHTT there #anyways #my p lovers come get your food #as i abscond back to my assignments #lies of p #neowiz #lies of p pinocchio #p #pinocchio #echosong971 #art #digital art #fanart #sketch #lies of p art #lies of p fanart #video game art #video game fanart

[mmelolabelle]

~

“Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!” (‘Wuthering Heights’, Emily Brontë)

~

#anakin is heathcliff coded #obi wan can betray him #leave him maimed and dependent on machines to live #abscond with his dying wife and unborn child #but nothing cuts anakin more than obi wan not being there #as far as vader is concerned #they’re ‘kenobi and skywalker’ one being #even if he isn’t ‘anakin skywalker’ anymore #obikin #vaderwan #obiwan kenobi #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #darth vader #kenobi (2022) #star wars #sw #myedit

[slavhew]

18/02/2024

i was gonna post these with a delay and then forgot. anyways! a few snapshots of that Valentine's day fic i wrote :] those that tickled me most to write lol

#drrr!! #drrr #durarara!! #durarara #izaya orihara #shizuo heiwajima #shizaya #admin draws #fanart #not much to say on these. i realized i hadnt posted anything today and ive got somewhat of a streak going so #yeets this onto the dashboard and absconds quickly because pharmachem awaits. ughhh

[vilmsstuff]

Uhhh yeah i forgot to post this

#hellooooo #everybody #let me tell you #about #homestuck #john egbert #rose lalonde #ascend #descend #rise up #abscond #jade harley #dave strider #they all play #sburb #and #end the world #you cant #fight the #neurodiversity #i am not okay #sorry #uhhhhh #spooky month #spooky month sr pelo #spooky month fanart

[ultimate-word-tournament]

Ultimate Word Tournament!

astral (English) [��æstɹəl] pertaining to the stars.

abscond (English) [əbˈskɑnd] to leave hurriedly and secretly, typically to avoid detection of or arrest for an unlawful action such as theft; to hide.

#ultimate word tournament #round 2 #polls #astral #abscond

[landwriter]

Sandman prompt: Dreamling roadtrip

"Remind me why I am allowing this," says Dream.

Hob casts a sidelong glance at him. Dream, in his car. Dream, stuck in the crawl of London traffic with him. Imagine that.

He reels off Dream's succession of unfortunate choices with poorly smothered glee. "Because your sister said you should spend more time among us humans, which you mentioned in passing to Matthew yesterday, who suggested a road trip, then had to explain to you that a road trip meant 'Just driving somewhere for a while', and you apparently you said-," Hob pauses to pitch his voice as low and poncy as possible, "'Ah, a pilgrimage, then. A journey for self-knowledge.' And Matthew said 'That's right, boss' and you said you would, in fact, be curious about such an experience."

"False pretenses," says Dream, darkly, under his breath.

"Indeed," says Hob, who thinks he loves false pretenses now. Matthew had shown up at his flat laughing so hard he couldn't even speak. When he finally recounted the conversation (after Hob had gotten very concerned and asked if Matthew needed a human counselor or an animal vet, and Matthew had shaken his head and wheezed 'No, a driver', before falling into fits of laughter again), Hob had immediately agreed.

"And then I canceled my plans for the weekend because I'm the only human you know who has a car, it turns out," (A reliable and bright red Vauxhall Corsa, thank you for asking.) "And because I'm a very good friend," he adds. He still relishes the new-word feel of it. It had only been four months since Dream had shown up at The New Inn. Hob was skiving off marking midterm papers for this, actually.

"Yes," says Dream. Hob realizes he'd skive off the whole term for this.

How could he turn down the prospect? His friend, literally strapped into the Corsa for at least the next several hours. Assuming Dream didn't leap out and flee on foot down the M1 - which seemed so thoroughly undignified for a being of Dream's station that Hob felt utterly assured of his company. It had all rather gone to his head.

"This will be fun," he promises. "Feel the grass under your feet, and that."

Dream looks out the window bitterly as a lorry overtakes them. Hob has never been the fastest of drivers. Never really took to it, to be honest. Bit of the medieval peasant in him, he thinks, can't quite make himself go over fifty miles per hour. But he's very safe. Hardly any accidents. Mostly minor rear-end damage.

"I see no grass," says Dream.

"Surely the Lord of Stories is familiar with figurative speech," says Hob, and glows under the heat of Dream's glare in reply.

"Anyways," he continues, "We're getting to that bit. Literally. In, uh, six hours or so? It's a great spot. But in the mean time, this is part of it too." Hob takes a hand off the wheel to gesture with a flourish at the sea of sensible hatchbacks and work vans around them, swimming like fish in the asphalt rivers of London's outer burbs. "Humanity," he pronounces, and the car drifts a little into the next lane. Humanity honks rudely at him and then accelerates safely out of Hob's radius.

Dream's sulking seems to have pushed him fully into the realm of catatonia, because Hob's passengers are usually more animated when he does exciting little things like that. Hob looks over in concern and this time the car barely follows with him.

"Bit rusty," he offers.

Dream deigns to snort softly at that. "My sister is far worse," he says.

Hob raises his eyebrows. It was hard to imagine Death bad at anything, frankly. Dream must see his look because he clarifies.

"Another sister. Delirium. An official of the carriageway stopped us. He would not have us continue our passage. So she gave him delusion of bugs crawling across his skin. Forever."

"Well, that's one way to get out of a ticket," says Hob, and makes a mental note to ask Death for a complete list of siblings and how to avoid angering them.

"He was being rude," adds Dream. He suddenly sounds very much like an older brother.

"Oh, fair play, then," says Hob affably. He'd had little sisters once. He understood.

They drive in silence for a few minutes. Hob thinks about putting on a playlist, and has just decided that nineties Britpop is perfect for this occasion when they pass a junction sign and he exclaims in recognition.

"The M25! Funny story, I know just the loveliest antiquarian book dealer who says his partner - uh, I'm assuming there, but if you heard the way he talks about him - anyways, his partner designed it. Some kind of high-flying civil engineer, I reckon."

"Really," says Dream. "A...high-flying...civil engineer." He sounds fascinated.

Hob hadn't expected Dream to be interested in road design.

"Something like that, definitely," he says, looking over to see Dream, staring at him, rapt. He looks back and brakes just in time to avoid hitting the car in front of him as it turns off onto the motorway in question. "Sorry. Saw him once in passing, actually. Dresses like you. Very fancy and dark."

"Perhaps you should keep your focus on the road, Hob," says Dream, but he sounds like he's smiling.

"Oh, we're not for a while yet," says Hob. Half truth, half optimism.

"Where are we going?" asks Dream. Hob beams. He's just won a bet with Matthew.

"It's a surprise" he says. "Now, have you heard of this band called Oasis?"

#asks #the sandman #dreamling #dream of the endless #hob gadling #prompt fill #my writing #road trip fic is a timeless genre #hob is making it up as he goes #hob def has multiple routes in mind depending on how long dream is willing to abscond with him #hey fellas is it gay to want to drive across the country with your best friend #(hey fellas is it gay to hope you'll have to stay the night at a village inn and be mistaken for a couple)

[possibilistfanfiction]

do you have any funny or cute details about Bea(or avatrice) in your butch Bea universe that you haven't share yet?

(I'm definitely re-reading some of it to fight against this bad day I'm having)

hello i’m sry this is late! work has been busy 😵‍💫 i hope ur day improved or at least there’s been some better days since 🫶

hmm well bea is good at like… every outdoors activity she tries — she’s coordinated & strong & focused, so once she gets the body mechanics down she’s like. above average to Excellent fairly quickly. surfing, trail running, backcountry hiking, bouldering, trad climbing, skiing, etc. i am lazy & put them in socal since i am in socal lmao but for the majority of the year california really is just outdoor enthusiast paradise.

she started trying stuff bc ava was gone & she was so sad & when her cool friends from surfing were planning a trip to climb in joshua tree or some ppl she met on the pct were driving up to mammoth for an end of the season ski, it was all better to be moving outside in grief than it was to sit at home in an empty house.

i think that maybe she worries, when she’s alone surfing or on a long run along the cliffs, even just bouldering at the gym with her airpods in instead of hanging out w friends who are there — maybe she worries that ava would be disappointed in her, that this isn’t what ava meant by ‘live your life’ — quiet streams & long car rides into the piney forest in a practical small suv, listening to a podcast about architecture. it seems small, to be in the wild — the ocean, the woods, the mountains, the desert — & not grand; at least, she feels small. she worries ava wanted her to feel big.

but then ava comes back & bea has been keeping a list of all the places to show ava, all the things to do with her, the movement & the air that kept her just on this edge of sane. & of course ava is delighted by it all — the kid who cried on the beach when she saw stars? absolutely in love with the waves & the wind in the trees & the sunset on a big hammock on a hot night in the desert in the summer. it makes sense to ava & it is what she meant — settling into the texture of a life.

it’s good to feel small sometimes, yknow? she tells bea, when they’re eating sandwiches a few miles into a hike on the lost coast — ava refuses to camp, so they’re meeting friends later on. it’s good to feel small in a world that’s so big.

they make s’mores that night with their friends & it’s dark & beautiful; the sand & the sea & the sky are all wine-dark & quiet-loud; there are so many stars. it’s rainy & cold in the bay the next day & they sleep in & eat ramen & don’t leave their hotel room all day (ava’s request; if he had to hike ten miles he earned it tenfold). bea worried that a slow day might seem small too, but ava sinks into it just like everything else: rest & softness.

eventually bea gets more used to it, & better at letting it happen. in recovery from top surgery, the worst part is not being able to get outside for a while — but ava drives them both to the mountains & they sit on the balcony together while it snows. when ava can’t move as well, they sit in the warm sand by the beach & bea puts her hand on the small of her back when they walk in the cool surf. eventually bea’s shown ava every place she ached & then there’s the rest of the world left to explore.

#butch bea 🥺🫡 #if i could abscond to the mountains tomorrow forever i simply would #lol

[sanstropfremir]

this is in fact the only thing that matters to me actually

#the way yunho launched himself in the air he was gonna take off like a power ranger #i would like it very much if absconding with whoever he does a tiktok with is all rain does now. finally recognising his talents (lifting) #yunho #rain #tvxq #bi rain #videos