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as someone who rarely listens to music, i am unceasingly in wonderment at the emotional connection many humans have to music as a medium. genres & styles & artists and all that jazz --you guys care a lot about this stuff. i sit marveling at the sheer commonplaceness of people feeling an intimate connection to individual songs & albums & musicians. to the point musical preferences are often considered a meaningful part of one's identity as an individual....thats crazy. so much passion...so much fierceness of feeling ...people say "you have to listen to this song" and i listen for 30 seconds and say "neat!" bc it is, it's neat! the chorus is catchy! i might tuck it away to hum to myself later. but for now im putting my earplugs back in returning to the glorious silence that my essence depends on the same way my lungs depend on an oxygen-rich atmosphere. u beset me with fascination
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etchedstars · 2 years
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omg im so tired of people being like “stop pushing your religion on me >:(” whenever i talk abt my religion god damn its really not about you at all im trying to tell you about something nice that happened to me and it just happened at synagogue please chill the hell out 
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crescentfool · 4 months
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orpheus and thanatos 💚
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fishlegsnoname · 1 year
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Just In Case
I have this head cannon that Snotlout makes sure his friends are safe and ok in different ways, like…
When Stoick is mad at the riders, stepping in front of Hiccup to block him from Stoicks view because what if he’s just a bit more like Spitelout than he lets on.
Saying the food in the great hall is “so gross” and passing his plate over to Astrid, who’s been training too hard again and sometimes forgets to eat enough.
Making sure Fishlegs knows he’s appreciated by saying stuff like “Why do you even read, you already know everything!”
Walking Ruff and Tuff to the door when it’s curfew, just because they’re lonely in the house with a mother, quieter than she was before her husband was taken by dragons
Checking Gustav for bruises by patting him on the back, because what kind of parents sell their kid and don’t notice when they go missing? The kind he grew up with and he would do anything to help Gustav if he was in the same situation
Looking after his friends in ways so small they don’t even notice. Just in case.
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carnivalcarrion · 9 months
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local dog unused to such fluff & tenderness, more at 8
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hejee · 6 months
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cooldown doodle between commissions
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jade-len · 3 months
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i think it'd be funny if someone transmigrated as xin mo. the goddamn evil sword. instead of taking it seriously, they just really fucked around with bingge. and, somehow, ended up having the opposite effect of what it's supposedly rumored to do.
picture this: bingge, on the quest for revenge and power, comes across the almighty xin mo. this demonic sword killed everyone that dared to even try wielding it. and, the few who were lucky enough to have it by their side, eventually succumbed to the swords' will.
it is said that the sword is unlike any other, that it etches into your head and eats away your brain, until eventually it consumes you whole. it whispers, speaking in lust, greed, and hatred. it slowly beckons the wielder into giving in to the worst part of themselves and feeds off of pure sin. but to him, it is no matter; luo bingge will surely tame it.
and then he gets to the sword.
demonic qi practically oozes from xin mo. the aura surrounding it makes every part of luo bingge scream, "run; get away, away from that monster." his gut prods at him, begging bingge that this is probably a really bad idea. it's a little terrifying, how even luo bingge, the determined, vengeful demon, is now getting second thoughts about wielding xin mo from just being in its presence alone.
but luo bingge is too, a monster. so he ignores the screams of plea; pushing every thought of doubt in the back of his head, and tightly grips onto the handle. the world around him seems to spin and shake, tumble and crack, from the amount of force bingge needs to use in order to pull the sword of sin out of its place.
when bingge finally has it perfectly fit into the palms of his calloused hands, he hears whispering. he knows that the sword has accepted him as its new host.
the sword's language crawls up to him, as if it were feeling around his body and mind. checking every nook and cranny for it to settle into bingge's form, truly becoming one with the embodiment of sin. the words flow through his brain like a tragically broken guqin, a melody that holds him in a frighteningly familiar trance - all while simultaneously eating away at his brain in the worst ways possible, akin to a child and their favorite snack. it seems to beckon something, but even with luo bingge's impressive hearing, he cannot make out any words from the tone-deaf musical notes xin mo sings.
and then, it is clear. the land around him settles, and everything is still. xin mo itself seems to be.. content. at least, that is what luo bingge believes.
the language of this wretched sword reflects the state around these two monsters.
luo bingge expects it to demand for bloodshed, for the erotic ecstasy of multiple women, for bingge to steal the last of the finest gems of these horrible, vast lands.
instead, he hears this:
"yoooo damn that shit was crazy. did you see what i did there? man, you know, it feels so fucking good to get out of the dirt. hey, do you know if people can like, feed their swords or something? i'm kinda craving something spicy. we never know, in this wack world! wait, don't hold me like that, buddy. it'll make things real awkward."
but luo bingge is determined to get his revenge, so he puts up with the swords' constant rambling about.. whatever the hell it's thinking.
"wait, dude, did you seriously fuck a dying girl? that's wild. yeah, like i know she was dying but it doesn't sound like you wanted it. yo, listen to me, consent is very sexy."
"HAHA hey, dude, sir, man. you wanna play some 'i spy'? we don't have anything else to do. no? too bad, we're playing it. i spy a loser who doesn't wanna play i spy. hint: he's holding me right now."
"okay i know i'm supposed to be this super evil sword and beg to be used - woah that sounded real wrong - but can you at least clean me when you're done killing shit? if you don't, i'm gonna refuse to respond to you and you'll look like a dumbass trying to wield me."
"i can't hear you lalalalalalala you're not being very it girl right now lallalalaalalalla-"
somehow, this is worse than if xin mo was actually eating away at his brain.
weirdly enough though, as luo bingge starts spending more time with this weird ass, seemingly possessed sword, it starts to become more of a.. comfort to have it by his side than pure annoyance. he finds himself responding to it more, like, actually having full on conversations with it. it puts him at ease, wielding xin mo. the hatred doesn't consume him, instead, it seems to soothe the burning rage (and, admittedly, just replace it with small irritation) that holds onto his darkened heart.
xin mo is actually quite kind and caring, for a sword that's supposed represent and be the literal embodiment of sin. sure, it is a hassle to have it cooperate with him sometimes, and it does just ramble on and on about the most random things ever, not giving a single shit if bingge was in the middle of sleeping with maidens and slaying those who get in his way. for the first time, bingge feels so comfortable around something.
it's.. odd. what was supposed to be the turning point in his life, a big step in his plan for revenge, is now something akin to an... acquaintance. not like mobei-jun, or any of the women he's come across, but an actual, dare he say, friend.
sometimes, he finds himself thinking all of this delusional. is this what people were driven mad by? perhaps they simply could not handle dealing with a talking sword. he understands that xin mo was undoubtedly unbearable to be around at the beginning of their alliance, but it has never actually beckoned for blood, power, and sex. if anything, it does the opposite.
maybe he's the delusional one. maybe this is xin mo's way of getting to him.
maybe, xin mo should be considered a thing. the thought feels terribly laughable, as if he were witnessing a person horribly explain themselves. it also makes his teeth grind together in pure agitation.
"hey, you know, you didn't deserve any of the things they did. it wasn't your fault, binghe. the fact that you're half heavenly demon doesn't make you a monster, or any of that wild stuff.. uh, i'm here for you, okay? i know you don't really like talking about all of this or opening up, but i just want you to know that you can.. talk about it. it's not like i can tell anyone else, anyways.
hey- shit i didn't mean to make you cry! wait, wait it's okay to cry! you need to let it out anyways, i promise it doesn't make you weak. there, there. i don't have any hands, so me patting you on the head with my handle will have to do. there, there.. everything will be alright, you'll be okay. i'll be here every step of the way, even if you want to get rid of me."
xin mo, the demonic sword, is more of a person - a good person - than anyone he'd ever come across.
...and then bingge and the xin mo transmigrator become besties or he falls for the damn sword. knowing him, he probably doesn't even know the difference between platonic and romantic attraction anyways. maybe bingge gets a plant body for xin mo using airplane's wack writing. idk i typed all of this down in one sitting.
(plot twist: it's not that the transmigrator xin mo had the opposite effect, it was literally just a placebo effect. luo bingge thought that, and thus it actually did help him lmao)
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snarkspawn · 9 months
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may I offer you more soft kenbig in these trying times
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maiios · 7 months
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i apologize to lyss for being the center of my sunstone hyperfixation (literally bc of her i cant live normally every time i hear the words "sun" or "stone" OR EVEN DAMN "PEBBLES")
designs by @lyss-butterscotch
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crescentmel · 6 months
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the problem is that i love sylvie to death and i adore her character so much but like whyyyy does this always have to end in a couple they’re better off the way they were in s1e3 i miss that friendship 🫠
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satisfiedskye · 6 months
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as for me
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crazyhour420 · 6 months
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I feel like Warriors, for no reason what so ever, is one of those people that IMMEDIATELY jump into the Christmas spirit after halloweeen. Like the second the 31st is over, it is the lights, the candles, the ugly ass sweaters. Dont let him have song rights because all he's gonna play is Mariah Carrie's "all i want for Christmas is you" until January.
Now, TWILIGHT, on the other hand, is a Halloween FREAK. As soon as the leaves fall, he's thinking about his Halloween costume. Into the spooky season and has fought wars for Holladay rights where Time definitely broke them up.
Speaking of Time. That man is a Valintines Day, man. Hear me out, Malon got him into it by buying him chocolates O N C E and after that its the full nine yards. Romantic candles, hearts everywhere, stupid fucking pick-up lines. Hes done all of it at least once. Same with like Sky and mabye. MABYE, legend. But legend is like that bitter "im gonna be alone forever" friend who's probably thinking about Marin
Wild? I feel like he likes Thanksgiving because he can cook as much as he wants and everyone actually likes his food. Same with Hyrule and Wind but thats because hyrule can probably eat as much as he wants (i whole heartily beleve that he still makes ham S O U P) and wind is reminded of his grandma and aryl when they make big meals
Now, FOUR is a new year's person. Like he splits and Vio is making sure Green and Blue dont fight (Blue probably started something and Green is fighting off sleep without drinking coffee) while Red is DEFINITELY setting off fireworks with Wind. Probably setting stuff on fire with Wild on accident.
Thank you for coming to my ted talk :)
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iielenia · 9 months
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silly yato and yukine doodle
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bubbyisatitagain · 28 days
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After 10 long hours it's finally finished
My human boxmore bot designs!! 😄
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wiklm · 16 days
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FANART FOR BAD BEAT AU BY @sunrayram !!!!!!!!!!!!!! had sm fun making this their designs are SO good
also posted on my tiktok @wilwiklm :0
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liquidstar · 1 month
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sleepovers save money on hotel rooms while on missions 👍
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