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klirk-hammurton · 2 months
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ashenburst · 10 months
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Okay but... has anyone noticed that Todd said Ambrosius' hair smells like lavender? The flower famous for symbolizing queerness? The little details in this movie are killing me
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luxmoogle · 14 days
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*Shyly offers a small but sparkly piece of Lux* Would this be enough for a sketch of Yozora or the Nameless Star, from Verum Rex? I'm so curious about who they are and what what roles they will play in KH 4!
Nameless Star.. Now that's a juicy ask~ It's quite obvious she's leaning toward what Stella Nox Fleuret was going to be, as well as Yozora being what Noctis was supposed to be in FFXIII Versus.. It's going to be interesting seeing how they melt into KH~
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salmonidos · 4 months
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Technically since Gallifreyans are a telepathic species, their language should have telepathic elements right? Telepathy doesn't work the same way as spoken language, so when talking about telepathic communication in a spoken or written way, there'd probably be a lot of language that would be hard for us humans to understand. Then... verb tenses and time-travel plus fixed and non-fixed points, things that never happened but they did. And personal pronouns and incarnations.
I also wonder if there'd be words derived of Rassilon with so many Things Of Rassilon. Like perhaps a shorter word that just means Of Rassilon, or a specific sound. Talking of sounds, perhaps there's two sounds that sound the same to a non-telepathic species but they have a telepathic element and you get /a/ (feels like lavender) and /a/ (feels like burning inside a volcano) ?? Microtelepathy-
Yeah it'd be a whole mess. Imagine studying that. You thought Spanish verb tenses and gendered words were hard? French sounds?? yeah well
In fact I'm more inclined to think the funny circles we see in the series aren't phonetically equivalent to words but telepathically equivalent to concepts. I do love having the circular phonetic gallifreyan stuff around but I don't think it'd be phonetic in their universe at all.
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crystallizsch · 1 month
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forgive me for the person i will be for whatever the fuck jamil’s outfit is going to be for the shaftlands event
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koscheicore · 1 month
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Do time lords generally kiss or is that something theta learnt about earth and decided he'd try it with koschei. Like did he think it was a weird fun ritual like tap dancing
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churchoflightcannon · 8 months
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I think the reason I’m so attached to the lightcannon ship is that these two misfits from crazy different places/families who have never felt like they fit in and have never been really understood by anyone around them find each other and suddenly experience so much unconditional acceptance and adoration and love and freedom with each other. Like Jinx was abandoned after being orphaned (twice) and Lux lives in a constant state of pretending to be someone she’s not to avoid prosecution. You know those two would take one look at each other and be like ‘I am going to protect you from the world even if it all has to burn’ It’s that kind of gothic devotion of ‘I will literally wither away if I’m without you’ like YES please be so devoted to each other you’d burn a whole city just to see the light in their eyes. Idk it really just gets me like ik they’ve never really interacted in cannon but you can just TELL they have so much in common despite their wildly different backgrounds idk maybe it’s just me but I honestly just love how I imagine their dynamic
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star-factory · 1 month
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more keykid things!!!!!!!!!!!! The design's based on my original player character avatar i used when i was active on khux with a few swaps (mainly cause i had no idea there was a moogle headband lol)
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berry--blonde · 21 days
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So I got into League..........
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luxintrus · 4 months
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soup havers when i introduce a milk
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straykidsholicleigh · 1 month
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Omg how did the date- i mean the visitation to his apartment go? 👀 Btw omg he's probably so pretty if he's the spawn of winona ryder & louis patridge ✨
IT WAS NOT A DATE OMG- but yes his apartment is nice and everything and kinda matches my vibe and aesthetic too 😌 BUT IDK IF I'M GONNA MOVE IN OR NOT BCS MY STEP MOM IS GETTING MARRIED FOR THE 3RD TIME AND THIS BITCH DECIDED TO TELL ME NOW 😭 the wedding is next week on monday 💀 I was planning on going out with my friends on easter after mass but ig not 🙄 and apparently she wants me to bring a plus one 💀 i told her idk and then this bitch @eliza-lux goes ahead and asks Chris IF HE CAN BE MY FAKE BF FOR THE WEDDING SJWDJJWNSJ WHY WUD SHE DO THAT 😭
anyway, he said yes 💀
and yeah he's too pretty for this world-
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klirk-hammurton · 2 months
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ashenburst · 2 months
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What Asagiri did to Fyodor's character in the last chapter exceeded my insanely low expectations – it went even LOWER.
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ardenarts · 6 months
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happy ace week fellow aces/acespecs :)
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salmonidos · 7 months
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Castrovalva is such a masterpiece to me. It's also the Master playing D&D with the Doctor and his pals
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aka-indulgence · 1 year
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Moonlight Submission
Submitted by @truckfreaks!! A ficlet for moonlight aaaah!!!! I love the portrayal of both Sunlight and Sans in here!!! Give it a read its lovely (♥ω♥ ) Love your writing style!!
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i mentioned the other day i had a lil ficlet of an idea, thanks again for being open for submissions :D
“…Waning?”
You racked your brain for a moment, wondering where you’d heard the word. It sounded familiar enough. Suddenly, a memory plays in your head…
That’s right. It was during a phase where you had been particularly enamored with Greece. So many curious human minds fighting to make sense of the world around them, and stars, how close they’d gotten! As often as you could, you’d trickle into the sophists’ studies with the early morning, quietly listening from the floor until Sun called you home. Being a daughter of the cosmos, you always delighted in entertaining their theories about gods, the stars, the planets -
The planets. Ah. That’s why it sounded familiar.
“yes, starlight. waning,” spoke a decidedly exhausted voice from the shadows behind the bars in front of you. You knew that voice by now, but you’d never heard him sound quite this… defeated.
How many times had you made this trip now? Although the God of the Moon terrified you in ways you didn’t understand, he intrigued you in ways you understood even less. Here he was, an ancient, powerful, downright dangerous force of nature, and yet… despite his obvious strength, his restraints rendered him inert. You think you might pity him more than anything, the way his magic crackles and trills in the air around you at the sight of a damned bun cake.
Clearly, you thought, he was suffering in here. And with ample reason. But this - this waning, it was different.
“I remember,” you begin cautiously, “hearing the old astronomy teachers of Earth discussing your phases.”
A humorless laugh huffed from behind the bars, punctuated by the tinkling of shackles. “i know i’m not exactly a welcome topic of conversation amongst your family, but have they really gone so far as to scrub me entirely from your education? you had to hear about this from earth?”
It was true, you had to admit. Sun had all but forbade the topic outright, only mentioning that once there was a Moon God, and he is no longer welcome in their halls. Everything else was whispered rumors swapped amongst sisters like scandalous gossip, ghost stories, telephone secrets… and after all, isn’t that why you came here in the first place?
Besides, something was just different about him today. All of the bite and none of the teeth … not like the other times. You felt brave.
“I thought you were supposed to be convincing me that you’ve come around on this whole ‘hating the earth’ thing,” you drawled. “Or do you just welcome me back here because you like their cakes?”
From the shadow, a single skeletal digit, then two, then an entire hand, reached through the barrier to wrap gently around a pole of steel. You had barely been able to see him this entire time - he seemed content to accept your refusal to feed him this time, settling for rolling the small buns to him through the partition. But now, in this prison that seemed impossibly dark, yet darker than you’d ever seen it before, he pulled himself into view…
…And he looked awful.
Somehow paler, somehow more gaunt, somehow less imposing. The Moon God before you was not the one you’d first met so many revolutions ago. This one felt like a caricature. A joke. Even the crescent of a smile that played on his face, always on his face, felt forced. There was none of the sick, manic joy you’d seen when he tried to pull at you, when he licked you, all of the times he went out of his way to make you so damn uncomfortable.
When he spoke, it was like the rustle of dead leaves.
“neither. but you knew that.”
He leaned weakly against the wall, lit just well enough to accentuate the deep lines and grooves across his bony features. Why did it fill you with so much hurt to hear him like this? Before you could stop yourself, you felt your brow furrow, your feet moving forward, one step, then two, then he was aglow with the light of you and so much more … relaxed? Or maybe it was relief.
“Sans-“
“please,” he said, wincing at the name. “don’t do this now.”
“Do … what?” you asked. But you knew what he meant, didn’t you? Normally, at this range, you’d have instinctively reeled backward at his advance, imprisoned or not - a reactive behavior he loved to use to toy with you. This time, he was the one who recoiled.
All bite. No teeth.
You tried again. “… Is it like being sick? I mean, it’s a cycle, right? So you’ll be okay in a few days,” you offered.
“sick?” he spat back, recovering his normal demeanor quickly. The echo of his dragging chains filled the room as he brought himself up to his full height, face to the bars, hands clutching at the cool metal with a controlled grip. “there’s nothing wrong with me. see me, child. do i not look as i always have?”
His eyelights flared white hot, then faded, like he had focused on something far away.
“do i no longer terrify you?”
You stared back at him, baffled. “You never…” you began, but caught yourself. Don’t lie. You were afraid. But you wanted to understand.
“never?” he asked quietly, face softening when his eyelights sharpen enough to meet yours. They jump and flicker and trace your body until -
“i welcome you back here for no reason but your company, lux. i need no food. i need no shelter. i need no enrichment.”
His voice dropped to a whisper. “i need no forgiveness.”
He drew down so his face was level with yours, so small compared to the sheer size, the impossible geometry of him, and studied you reverently. It was the first time he’d looked at you with something other than some kind of hunger. You stared back, unblinking, while you raised one small hand against your better judgement.
He breathed imperceptibly when your fingers hovered over his, and you jumped when you felt the slightest tracing of bone against your palm. Your eyes dart to your hand, like this is the same damn thing all over again, like you made the same stupid mistake, but … nothing happened. He didn’t move. And despite every atom in your being screaming not to, you placed your hand on his.
“you’re so warm,” he said with an air of surprise and a rare, genuine smile. “that’s what makes you so different, you know. i see it now.”
He places another hand over yours, now clasped between his, and sinks down to the ground completely. You slowly sat yourself in front of him, still staring, still marveling at your own bravery - or foolishness.
“the new moon is cold. dark.” One digit traces softly at your wrist. “nothing at all like you.”
The light reflected in his face flared as you realized with heady embarrassment that you were positively flushed. The God of the Moon, this creature of rumor and disgrace and death, simply chuckled and grinned, reveling in the heat like a cat.
That was enough to bring you out your ridiculous reverie. “You seem fine to me,” you snap, taking your hand away and sitting back a little farther. Stars, you could still feel yourself burning.
His hands drew back to his sides as his massive form faded back into the dark. “you know, little one, i feel better already.”
Good, you think, gathering your things. I’ve had enough of being made a fool of for one day. 
“but,” he added, his grin catching the flicker of your light, “i would really like it if you stayed just a bit longer. who knows what those fools on earth were teaching you. why not hear it from me?” Your eyes narrowed at him in stern disbelief.
“i’m serious. please,” he said a little too quickly. “stay.”
You weighed your options, until…
“… One lesson.”
You set your things back on the ground. Sighing, you lean forward until you’re laying on your stomach, your head in your hands. Just like you used to stretch across the floor of those old Grecian homes, listening to the sophists. His face lit up as you drew closer, his pitch sockets softened in the glow.
“i suppose i’d better make it a good one.”
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