#q-train

[jonnywaistcoat]

Which is sexier, a werewolf or a vampire?

Depends if you find it sexier to submit to the will of charismatic evil or to be overwhelmed by animalistic power. And that's not a decision I can make for you.

#q my a #jonny is bored on a train

[ohvun]

D E V I L C H I L D >:D

I just think it'd be cool if her demonia fleur was a lil more grotesque yk?

Got super inspired seeing this post by rly cool @wigglesdtuff about a year ago and finally finished it!!:D

I ended up using a picture of a figurine to get the wings to work better bc I was s t r u g g e l i n g ;-;

#an overwhelming amount of hands sounds fun until you have to draw them #i get why they didnt go near this routw #but still it wouldve been cool! #man i love nico robin #oh thw head is a reference to the fallen angel painting! thought it was cool:) #one piece #nico robin #robin one piece #my art #speedpaint #infinite painter #more art will be coming bc i decided i wouldnt post anything before finishing this #and then it was q wip for over a year #sooooo #theres some stuff #if i dint forget ofc #did i forget part of her hair in the final sketch fase? yes #but we dont talk about that #shhhhhhhhh #thank you trains for helping me finally finish this xd

[mudzdale]

REAL...

#his nf shape is always the best hands-down. SOOOO happy that hes sharing these <333 #good art #httyd #how to train your dragon #nico marlet #toothless #night fury #terrible terror #hiccup #q

[pencildragons]

i started intermezzo and had all my Theories about s5 but absolutely NOTHING couldve prepared me for fucking 13th century england

#it took me OUT #also harlan in the s4 q&a being like oh i didnt want to make kayne cartoony #like sir this is genuinrly maybr the only charactet EVER that ivr been Afraid of #he instills such a deep unease in me #/pos #i was like oh maybe shug niggrath-- oh shes been deleted #then i thought maybe arthur would have w chsnce to meet grown up faroe or something along those lines #potentially but orobabky not #and tjen #i was hit by thr 13th century england bullet train #malevolent #malevolent podcast #words of wyrm

[purposechef]

"Wait, so what was the best one?"

"The best what?"

"The best meal you ever had."

"It was Carmy's."

#...yeah but he's still a little bitch #sydcarmy #syd x carmy #carmen x sydney #the bear fanart #my art #fanart #illustration #artists on tumblr #animated art #animated gif #they also crossed paths on the q train going over the manhattan bridge

[starry-eyed-psychopomp]

The entire animation community:

Me, still deluding myself that Bee and Puppycat will come back, despite no word from Netflix since before it even aired:

#i am in misery #I have *nothing* left to enjoy!! #guess I’ll have to stick with books despite them having no fandoms to keep me excited about anything #dead end paranormal park #inside job #the owl house #infinity train #q force #summer camp island #bee and puppycat

[stardustspaceway]

uh oh, legal identification on my minecraft server???

always wanted to do fake in universe documents for stuff so this is my chance,,, very heavy inspiration from hermit citizens

#myart #stardustart #qsmp wilbur #q!wilbur #qsmp tallulah #qsmp #qsmp fanart #he took a bite out of his id on the train ride to the island cuz he was a bit hungry

[qcomicsy]

It must be really hard to be Bruce Wayne because, you're know you're an asshole and sometimes you try not to be an asshole but you end up being an asshole anyway so why bother trying in the first place?

And he's just stuck in this limbo.

#Bruce Wayne #many thoughts about this train wreck of a man #Batman #q rambles

[july-19th-club]

love neal and el they're both sexy young brunette things with charm and adventuresomeness to spare and what they've chosen to do with it is be obsessed to death with the world's most regular man

#they said oh my god his exciting home cooked pot roast. his medium hair color. his cheap beer. i cant not fuck him and love him forever #this dude lucked into BOTH plump heart-faced prettygirl who will do all of the flirting for you AND lanky hotman art thief at the same time #god knows he did not do that on purpose . he has a type and it's Visibly Out Of His League but luckily #they also have a type and it's PTA Father In Training Loves Dogs Loves To Cook Like A 1950s Housewife #white collar #q

[balkanparamo]

Q Train, 1990 - Nigel Van Wieck (British, b. 1947)  

#art #painting #nigel van wieck #train #q train

[jonnywaistcoat]

hey jonny, what's your favorite type of haunting?

Great question - gotta be the lingering weight of unresolved cruelty bleeding into the very landscape like blood.

That said, shout-out to crossing an unmarked threshold in curiosity and catching the eye of something terrible.

#q my a #jonny is bored on a train

[zeb-z]

I’ve made a billion fucking drafts and can’t find the words to talk about cellbit and bagi from today. how the fuck do you explain the intricacies between a brother who has lived a life that has sharpened him to cut what he touches, and a sister who had to live with his absence? a man who has to see the childhood he never got to have whenever he looks at the woman he now knows is his twin? said twin who cannot understand why her brother would be anything but glad they are reunited? how do you get across that tangled mess of emotions cellbit had to get him to burn his old pet worm? the paradox of longing for what could have been while desperate to get rid of any reminder, with a healthy dose of paranoia that anything could be a federation bug. or the pure devotion bagi has to decide to stick with her brother even though he is not close to the same as he was when he went missing? the unfairness of it all, of cellbit being taken and made into a killer before he turned 14, of bagi looking for him at the detriment of her own safety and self, of ripped up childhoods and everything that could have been? the fact that the first thing cellbit asks is what he could have done to deserve it? the disgust he holds for himself for what he’s done, and the anger he has for the federation that’s taken everything from him, and the resentment he has towards bagi no matter how unfair it is because she never had to go through what he did? how after bagi swore to help him burn the federation down, cellbit went to bad instead, because bad was there and fought alongside him, and he trusts bad because he’s seen him at his worst, and all he feels like doing is his worst right now? the two of them so similar still because they’re consumed by their need for revenge, while bagi just wants to leave the island? how the fuck can you summarize all this and the emotions that accompany it?

#adding this here a lil too late but bagi’s own resentment because she’s been looking for years and he’s been doing nothing even though he #doesn’t remember #like great! you put more childhood trauma and the feeling you get coming home to a place that isn’t home anymore in my minecraft rp :/ #like. fuck what do we do with all this??? #there’s such a specific visceral anguish around ruined childhood and knowing that things will never be like the good old days again yknow? #especially when said childhood ruiner is ‘I was taken from my home and made to fight in a literal war’ like wtaf #or when it’s losing a sibling and missing them like a lost fucking organ #sorry if this is too train of conciousness I’m tired and word vomiting and emotional at all this pfkdjfjs #idk I have thoughts I cannot verbalize about this. tv static in my chest #all this lead up to tomorrow where Cellbit will finally meet hatsune miku #mcyt #qsmp #cellbit #q!cellbit #bagi #q!bagi #q!bbh #z speaks

[an0nfr0mth3d3n]

I wonder if any tubblings joined stream cause bad was giving PEAK q!tubbo death content by talking through the eggs feelings and taking it so seriously, and I wonder if the stream accidentally traumatized them because wHAT WAS THAT ENDING

#qsmp #qsmp badboyhalo #qsmp tubbo #any tubblings that were there? #If not he talked a lot about ur streamer! #Lots of q!tubbo death content for you guys! #Just make sure to cut it off before the horrific train of angst comes and slaps you like a 3hr cod to the face

[whats-a-terrarium]

it’s inside job it’s q force it’s infinity train it’s one day at a time it’s everything sucks it’s first kill it’s everything sucks it’s the owl house it’s every fucking show that the networks throw to the wolves at a whim its every show that’s gets underpromoted that gets cancelled that gets taken down that eventually becomes lost media it’s every piece of art that will never be complete it’s every piece of someone’s heart and soul they have to put in the hands of the corporations if they want any hope of survival who can crush it the second it becomes anything less than a massive cash out for them im so sick of it all im so sick i’m so tired i hope the revolution starts in california I hope they burn the studios to the ground

#saph.txt #this is a vent #im just so fucking tired #inside job #the owl house #q force #everything sucks! #first kill #one day at a time #odaat #infinity train

[sinkingwithshipss]

I am sincerely scared for Friday

#qsmp #qsmp fanart #hideduo #fitpac #pactw #q!pactw #q!pac #I won’t even be able to watch live #I’ll either be on the train or at a hotel with probably shitty wifi

[swordheld]

hi! your blog is one of my favourites and i absolutely adore reading your thoughts. my grandfather recently passed away and it feels like i lost myself with him. how do i continue living after this? there is this constant weight on my chest and it feels like an emptiness has made a home inside of me. how do i go on when it feels like the world crashed on my shoulders?

hello, love! this is so very sweet and kind of you, and i hope you're treating yourself gently and kindly right now - there aren't words for a loss like this. that heaviness is difficult, and hard, and painful. it's okay if things don't feel okay, right now, or even soon - i think that's something that a lot of the people i know that have gone through similar grief feel: like they should be able to get back to a relative 'normal' in a [insert far too short period of time].

but it's okay if it hurts. that's where i'd like to start. you're allowed to feel that emptiness, that world-crashed feeling that goes beyond words, beyond time. don't feel like you have to rush this to feel some sort of better. things get easier with time, i promise you this, but sometimes painful feelings are important to feel, too. cry, scream, feel your emotions. they're a part of you. grieve.

it's perhaps a little silly, but when i think about death i always think about a couple of space songs: mainly drops of jupiter by train and saturn by sleeping at last. there are perhaps others that speak to the emotions better, but these two have always hit something a little deeper for me, and are popular for a wide-reaching reason.

and while personally i don't know much about grief like this, i do know a lot about love; and i think they're a lot of the same thing.

the people we love are a part of us, and this is why it takes from us so deeply when we lose them, because it does feel like we've lost a part of ourselves in the wake of it. but it's because they were so central to our experiences of living - our lives, that the separation introduces a hollowness - a place where they used to be. a home that now goes unlived in.

an emptiness, like you said.

but just because they're not here physically, doesn't mean he's not still there, in your heart, in your life, your memory. you can hold him close in smaller ways, as well: steal a sweater, or cologne/scent for something a little more physical and long lasting for remembering. hold onto the memories you cherish, the things that made you laugh, the ease of slow mornings and gentle nights. write them all down, slide a few photographs in there, go through it and add more when you miss him. keep them all close, keep them in your heart.

you're not alone, in this. he's still there, with you, it's just - in the little things.

he's with you in the way you see and go about your daily life, in doing what he liked to do, in the ways he interacted with the world that you shared with him. the memories you recall fondly when the night is late or the moment is right and something calls it into you like a melody, an old bell, laughter you'd recognize anywhere.

but i think, perhaps most importantly above all others - talk about him. with your family, your friends, his friends, strangers; stories are how we keep the people we love alive. the connections they've made, the legacies and experiences they've left behind, and so, so many stories.

how lucky, we are - to love so much it takes a piece of us when they go. grief is the other side of the coin, but it does not mean our love goes away. it lives in you. it lives in everyone who knew him, in the smallest pieces of our lives.

the people we love never really leave us, like this: they're in how we cook and the way we fold our newspapers, our laundry, in the radio stations we tune in to and the way we decorate our walls, our photo albums. they're in the way we store our mail, organize our closets, the scribbled notes in the indexes of our books. the meals we love and the drinks we mix, the way we spend time with one another. they've been passed down for generations, for longer than history - and we are all the luckier for it.

think about what you shared with him, and do it intentionally. bring him into your life, like this, again. whether it's crosswords or poetry or sports or anything else. if one doesn't help, try another. something might click.

i hope things feel a little easier for you, as they tend to do only with time. i hope you find joy in your grief, even if it is small and hard to grasp at first. know that your hurt stems from so much love that there isn't a place to put it properly, and that it is something so meaningful and hurting poets and storytellers have been struggling to put it into words and sounds that feel like the fit right for eons, and that it is also just simply yours. sometimes things don't have to make sense. sometimes they just are - unable to be put into words or neat little sentiments, as unfair and tragic as they come.

but i promise it will not feel like this forever. your love is real. and perhaps, on where to begin on from here - i think it's less on finding where to begin and just beginning. and you've already started. you've taken the most important and crucial step: the first one. wherever you go, after that, from here? you'll figure it out. you always have, and you always do. it'll come, as things always do. love leads us, as does light - and you're never alone in your hurt. in your grief, your missing something dear to you. i think if you talk about it with others, you'll find they have ways of helping you cope as well - and they have so much love of their own to spare, too.

as an aside, here is the song (northern star by dom fera) i was listening to when i wrote this, for no other reason more than it makes me think of connections, and love, and how we hold onto the people we love and how they change us, wonderfully and intrinsically. it's a little more joyous than the others i've mentioned, and plays like a story, and it made me think of what is at the core of this, love and stories and i am here with you, and maybe it'll bring you some joy, if you'd like it. wishing you all my love and ease 💛

#q&a. #birdsong. #wishing u gentle ease; the death of a loved one is near inexplicable to put into words and i hope you take care of yourself gently <3 #i hope this will make u laugh: when i was a tiny child in middle school there were times i would go outside in my tiny suburban cul de sac- #in the rain and sing along to my lil ipod nano and i only remember doing this to drops of jupiter. can you imagine going out to get the mai #after a long day of work and you just hear this kid singing train in the streets. in the RAIN.... it makes me laugh like i really. #i really thought i was so cool and deep and emotional ghjkd but i find it v funny that i only remember it w/ that one train track. #and saturn just. it's my fav s.a.l. song for a reason. that slow violin opening? the piano coming in gentle and easy? #it feels like light. like hope. like something new - a dawn after the long dark. that beautiful things can begin again even where #it hurts. and there is nothing more human than a sentiment like that. #how rare and beautiful it is to truly exist. what it is to be alive and get to be here and live with other people. with those we love. #i think your grandfather was so lucky to be able to know you. to have you in his life for the time you had together. #i'm no spiritual person; but i like to believe when you're thinking about him? he's thinking about you too. #the second law of thermodynamics (physics nerd mode) is that no energy has ever been created/destroyed since the beginning of the universe. #so it has to go somewhere - it's that carl sagan quote of 'we're all made of stardust'. because we are. we used to be stars; planets; etc. #i think it's why i think of these space songs - because they're a part of everything; once more; when they go. us and everything else.