#week 17-2023

[zef-zef]

Ritual Chair -  Isn't My Pain And Suffering Enough? from: Ritual Chair ‎- Title IX (Contradiction Tapes, 2018)

#2010s #Ritual Chair #experimental #noise #power electronics #industrial #dark ambient #women in electronic music #Contradiction Tapes #2018 #week 17-2023

[nonetoon]

Caught-on-Tober Week 3: The Party 🎉 🎈

15. Chit Chat / 16. Game Night / 17. The Playlist / 18. Halloween TV Movies / 19. Taking A Break / 20. Down the Hall to the Right / 21. Who Invited ..?

#my art #caught-on-tober 2023 #caught on tober 2023 #creature design #week 3 #day 15 #day 16 #day 17 #day 18 #day 19 #day 20 #day 21

[goldenpinof]

breaking stereotypes with Dan and Phil

#dan and phil #daniel howell #amazingphil #phil lester #danandphilgames #dan and phil games #my edits #spooky week 2023 #dnpgames #Dan and Phil Play POPPY PLAYTIME #17:35

[fandom]

This is a gentle reminder to drink some water and sit up straight.

The Roy family is really going through it during the final season of Succession. Nintendo dropped a trailer for The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom, and folks are counting down the days until the game’s release. In other gaming news, Obey Me! Nightbringer launched, and players have jumped in head-first. April 13 came and went, with an outpouring of memes and fan art for both Homestuck and everyone’s favorite rodent musician, Neil. Taylor Swift’s tour is underway, and the GIFs are impeccable. Also, Misha Collins discussed last year’s drama at the Creation New Jersey convention. This is Tumblr’s Week in Review.

The Owl House

Succession

The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom

Misha Collins

Homestuck

Obey Me! Shall We Date?

Luz Noceda | The Owl House

The Mandalorian

Artists on Tumblr

Barbie

Ted Lasso

Taylor Swift

RWBY

The QSMP Minecraft Server

Critical Role

Neil Banging Out The Tunes

The Welcome Home ARG

Wally Darling | The Welcome Home ARG

The Limited Life SMP Minecraft Server

Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

#week in review #04/17/2023 #neil banging out the tunes #homestuck

[herb10]

he looks so cute 🥲

📸 (c): Dustin Bradford

#justin herbert #los angeles chargers #la chargers #nfl #week 17 #chargers vs broncos #2023 season

[zsbrainrot]

The Renga Brainrot has been extra intense this week. ❤️🩵

@flufftober Day 17: Encouraging Someone

#like I’ve always loved them but this week they’ve been living rent free in my head #they’re just so silly and sweet and AHH #I love them #flufftober day 17 #flufftober 2023 #flufftober2023 #sk8 the infinity #reki kyan x langa hasegawa #renga #sk8 #sk8 fanart #sk8 the infinity fanart #sk8 renga #renga fanart #my art

[jherbert10media]

More from the game against DEN at Empower Field at Mile High (Dec 31, 2023)

#justin herbert #la chargers #pregame #week 17 #nfl #2023-2024

[kalevalakryze]

Feel Like A Monster

Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Ahsoka (TV) Pairings: Shin Hati / Sabine Wren, Shin Hati & Baylan Skoll, Baylan Skoll & Sabine Wren, Sabine Wren & Ahsoka Tano & Shin Hati Characters: Sabine Wren, Shin Hati, Baylan Skoll, Ahsoka Tano Warnings: Blood and Injury, The Dark Side Of The Force, Almost Corruption, Notes: For Whumptober Day 17+ For @sabineweek Day 3 Prompt: “You’re the lump in my throat and the knot in my chest.”Touch Aversion + Follow You Into The Dark Word Count: 1,787  AO3 Link: Here!

Shin was lifeless against the dirt, blood pooling into the earth, ichor spilling from veins that needed it more. Under her fingertips, Sabine could feel the weak thump… thump… thump of their heart, fading quickly; she needed help, but Sabine could not offer it, not when she raised her eyes and to meet Baylan Skoll’s, not when he stood there in some righteous glory, yet dared to be upset. “You…” Sabine snarled as her vision tunneled, her focus solely on the man who’d killed her master, who’d torn open her wounds, and had betrayed not only her, but his own Padawan, in the worst ways possible.

Shin won’t make it. You need to avenge her. You know how to do it, you can feel it; Picture your fingers wrapping around his throat, reach out-

“Sabine!” Ahsoka’s voice pulled her back, to the sounds of a man choking on nothing but the force, to the feeling of power at her fingertips. They stood apart with a chasm between them, yet she could feel his throat under her fingers, the way he fought for air, the way he clawed at his own skin as if it would stop her. 

Ahsoka’s hand clamped down on Sabine’s shoulder like fire, burning through beskar and clothes like a lightsaber. “Don’t fucking touch me!” She shouted at the Togruta. “I am sick and tired of people taking everything from me, just because they can! I’m sick of having to lay back and let it happen!” When she turned towards her Master, a sickly yellow had overtaken warm gold, red-rimmed eyes with dark veins marring her skin like inky poison. “I won’t let anyone take anything from me again… never again.” 

There was power at her fingertips, just like she was being promised, just like she’d been warned about, she’d seen Ezra struggle with it; why did he struggle, when he could have saved them all with this feeling. 

Shin was growing colder as Sabine rose to her feet, the southern winds catching the torn edges of her poncho, billowing fabric around her legs as she stepped over the soon-to-be corpse, retrieving the saber from her belt as she dropped Baylan to the ground. “You hear me, demagolka? Never!” The dark sider barely had enough time to ignite and raise his own saber to meet hers. 

Ahsoka didn’t have the luxury of time, not as Shin’s fingers dug uselessly in the soil, chasing their livelihood as it fed the graveyard. She spared one glance as her apprentice stalked off towards Baylan Skoll, leaving it up to Sabine to save herself was a hard choice, but out of the two of them, Shin needed her help most. 

Hovering hands stitched flesh, bone, tissue, and her very lifeform back together, just one more, one more layer of skin, one after another. She couldn’t spare any attention to the sounds behind her. 

“Everything I’ve ever done has been for my people!” The ozone burned hot around her green saber, the kyber rattled in its cage, reacting violently to the hate. “For my family! For Mandalore! For the Rebellion!” She ducked under a strong swing, shoving the heel of her boot into his knee as she moved to avoid his second swing, letting it hit harmlessly off her pauldron. “And every time! Every! Single! Time!” Each hit of her blade against his own followed every word. “A Monster comes out to ruin it!”

“You’re hurting bad inside, Wren, but you can control it,” Baylan attempted to calm her, as if she was his apprentice; but no, Sabine saw first hand what happened to an apprentice of Baylan Skoll, knew from Huyang’s records what happened to th e first, and what he’d just done to the second. “If anyone-”

“Shut Up!” The Force pushed back against him, sending him several feet back, scrambling in the dirt stained with Shin’s blood; Like a predator, Sabine started to pace around him, fabric moving now in an unseen wind as she moved saber disappearing into her hilt as she flexed her white-knuckled grip around the weapon. Shin was still unmoving under the Togruta’s hands, but he could feel her dying, knew she was not long for this world, knew the volatile Mandalorian could feel it to.

“Nothing can change this path, Sabine, you know as well as anyone-” 

He wasn’t expecting a boot to collide with the side of his head, or for the ground to careen quickly towards him as his body twisted. The recovery was quick, but he was left unsupported and aimless at the sight that met his swimming vision.

Each piece of the saber had come apart in steady hands, the green bled from her crystal like the poison in her veins. “Truly, a member of Skywalker’s lineage,” He remarked, dryly now as he forced himself up on old knees, allowing the Force to aid in alleviating the many aches that came with his life. “You are more like your Master than you know, Sabine.” His eyes flickered over to Ahsoka and Shin; their heart beat once more, stronger than before; if this failed, then his mission…

“Except, only your Master is there, and you are here.”

“And you did this to her. Shin trusted you, and you don’t even care!” When the blade ignited next, it was as red as her grand master’s. Red like the blood that had been spilled on the crooked metal of the ceremonial dagger he’d sliced through his Apprentice’s stomach, red like the rim around the Mandalorian’s unnatural eyes. 

“And you will pay,” Scarlet light rotated around her wrist, blade arcing first behind her in a semi-circle, gaining momentum as she advanced upon the Wolf. 

Sweat beaded at his brows as he countered her onslaught, but his attention was split, truly a fatal mistake when facing off against a royally pissed-off Mandalorian, and the return of life to his apprentice’s body under the tiring hands of Ahsoka Tano. If this failed, then he would have failed the Mother’s mission, would have failed in his destiny and the path he had devoted himself to, once the Order had forsaken him. “Your attachment is blinding you to what is at stake, Sabine,” He tried to rationalize as her foot caught the meat of his leg, numbing him from stepping out of the way of her next swing. 

It was only with the force that he was able to stop the blade from ending his life, her face was contorted in exertion and rage as she pressed back against him, both hands wrapped around her hilt, metal almost warping in her hands, spittle flying from her lips as her teeth gritted together in her blind rage. “I see clearer now than I ever have, dis’ne.” 

Sabine broke his hold on her, catching the swing of his saber heavily on her backplate as she crouched, moving into a roll to pass the return swing to wind up behind him. 

Her blade was at his throat, his chin had raised in acceptance of his fate, however, a quick, rasping shout. “Stop.” Shin was on one knee, now, head bowed and arm clasped tightly around Ahsoka’s, allowing the Not-Jedi to help her up, both Shin and Ahsoka’s hands pressed firmly into the wound, using ripped cloth to halt the bleeding where Ahsoka was not able to maintain the force’s assistance. 

Sabine stared at her Master and not-quite enemy, teeth bared, ready to go in for the kill, could see the pain that Ahsoka hid on her face, along with the force exhaustion weighing her down. “Don’t,” They called, using Ahsoka as support to rise on shaking legs. “He isn’t worth it,” 

Shin stumbled when they rose, almost eating a face full of dirt. Both Sabine, Baylan, and Ahsoka watched as the half-dead wolf stalked forward, blood staining the neutral greys of their tunic, partially healed skin poking past the jagged edges of the fabric. There was anger in their eyes when they looked at Baylan, yes… But there was also an overwhelming sense of pity, and when they looked at Sabine, there was shame. 

“Let him live with it,” Ahsoka had to catch them on their next step, their teeth grit sharply; Sabine could feel the phantom itch of the main in her own abdomen, felt it connect like lightning to the mark of Shin’s saber against her stomach. “Make him live with it, he doesn’t deserve your light,” 

Sabine paused, then, staring at the blade of tortured crystal, and the pale skin of the man it sat so close to. She was angry… Baylan had hunted them, and then he’d nearly killed Shin, and he deserved… 

Yellowed eyes looked away from the warped metal in her hands. Ahsoka’s face was one of recognition and pain, even if she was trying to mask it. “I’m not going anywhere, Sabine,” She called, even as she helped lower Shin down to the ground, the blonde too weak to rise again. “I’m right here,” The touch in their bond was tentative, like Ahsoka was scared to interact with the darkness that consumed Sabine in the moment. 

There was darkness, so much darkness, yes… But there was light, too. The clouds overhead broke, allowing rays of warm sunlight to filter into the barren world below, and Sabine took a breath, deep and unobstructed. There was darkness, and there was light in the way Ahsoka and Shin stood by her, waiting, either in trepidation for what she may choose, or in patience, knowing she would make the right choice.

The blade deactivated slowly and Baylan’s shoulders sagged. “That… is a mistake,” He had the audacity to whisper, but not before Sabine was shoving him forward, away from her and into the dirt. 

“We’ll see,” She rasped as she tossed the saber to the ground, not wanting to feel the anger and hate she’d fed into it resonating back into her, not wanting to face the kyber that had chosen Ezra and had placed its trust in her… “If there’s one thing I learned in the Rebellion, it’s that people like you always think you have the high ground, or some higher moral standing that makes you actions just… you think yourself blind to the consequences, but you won’t be… never again,” Her boots crunched in the dirt as she approached Shin, keeping the grey apprentice between her Master and herself as she knelt to take the blonde’s weight against her shoulders, allowing Ahsoka to opportunity to detain the man who had brought them all here. 

“You’re going to live with it, and I hope you feel like a demagolka every day you have the misfortune of waking up and seeing what you’ve done,” 

#whumptober2023 #no.17 #touch aversion #follow you into the dark #star wars #ahsoka #fanfiction #blood tw #injury tw #the dark side #sabine week 2023 #sabine wren #shin hati #wolfwren #baylan skoll #ahsoka tano #ahsoka series

[pandora-the-halfling]

Zeb Appreciation Week 2023: Day 6

Favourite headcanon(s): one of my favourite headcanons is that Zeb had a younger sibling

@zebappreciationweek

#grays art tag #zeb orrelios #garazeb orrelios #swr tag #star wars tag #star wars rebels #zeb appreciation week 2023 #technically 17-18 minutes late but it’s still day 6 somewhere #might turn the unnamed sibling into an OC later idk

[duranduratulsa]

Up next on my Duran Duran Week Filmfest...Duran Duran: Girls On Film/Hungry Like The Wolf Sony Video 45 (1983) on glorious vintage VHS 📼! #duranduranweek17 #duranduranweek2023 #DuranDuranWeek #duranduran #girlsonfilm #hungrylikethewolf #video45 #sonyvideo45 #vintage #vhs #80s #simonlebon #nickrhodes #rogertaylor #johntaylor #rogertaylorduranduran #andytaylor

#duran duran week 2023 #duran duran week 17 #duran duran week #duran duran #video 45 #sony video 45 #girls on film #hungry like the wolf #vintage #VHS #80s #simon le bon #nick rhodes #john taylor #roger taylor duran duran #roger taylor #andy taylor #Spotify

[zef-zef]

Yeong Die -  Dishes Done from: Yeong Die - Threshold Value (clipp.art, 2020)

#2020s #South Korea #Yeong Die #electronic #Experimental #post-industrial #noise #ambient #drone #glitch #women in electronic music #clipp.art #2020 #week 17-2023

[shinigami-striker]

Sonic Superstars Online Ads | Tuesday, 10.10.2023

A couple of web browser/wikipedia-related ads promoting Sonic Superstars (appearing randomly) as the game releases next week (on October 17).

#2023 video games #amy rose #arzest #classic amy #classic knuckles #classic sonic #classic tails #epic games store #female protagonist #knuckles the echidna #miles tails prower #next week #nintendo switch #october 10 #october 17 #october 2023 #protagonists #rosy the rascal #sega #sega sammy #sega sonic #sonic superstars #sonic team #sonic the hedgehog #tuesday thoughts #video game ads #video games

[the-clockwork-three]

Seachtain na Gaeilge 2023 Masterpost

Seachtain na Gaeilge, or Irish Language Week, runs from the 1st until the 17th of March every year. I am running a little event to celebrate. This event is open to anyone who wants to join.

As I only have the skills required to give about seven short lessons in Irish grammar, I will post the lessons from the 11th to the 17th, and I'll post something creative on every odd numbered day leading up to that point.

Further information below the cut :)

Timetable:

Wed 1: Folk song cover

Fri 3: Story based on an Irish myth

Sun 5: Lil' film club of an Irish short film (TW: onscreen character death & ableism)

Tue 7: Irish cover of an English song

Thu 9: Story in Irish (English translation in second chapter)

Sat 11: Simple Phrases

Sun 12: Possession, Seimhiú, and Urú

Mon 13: Counting and Numbers

Tue 14: Verbs

Wed 15: Prepositions

Thu 16: The Genitive Case

Fri 17: Tying it all together, and Saint Patrick's Day

I'll be uploading at 4pm Irish time (+00:00 GMT)

There may be smaller posts in-between these on the even numbered days, on the culture of "Irish names", a recipe for a Dublin desert, and so on so forth.

Anyone is welcome to join, whether its along with my vague upload schedule, or based on your own ideas around the Irish language or culture. If you would like your post to be linked in the masterpost, just tag me in the post and I'll add it to a list. Also Paddy's day pics will always be appreciated

The tag to block or use is "SnaG 2023"

Also if anyone wants to join a taglist, just say :)

Slán libh,

Rowan (nó Ruadhán)

#SnaG 2023 #is mise an crann #yes i know that a week is not 17 days :))) #im not sure our cultural leaders do though #seachtain na gaeilge 2023 #seachtain na gaeilge

[dhrmonth]

Day 17 - Halloween

#dramione month #DramioneMonth #dramione #dramione fanart #hermione granger #draco malfoy #draco x hermione #harry potter #dhr #dramione fanfic #dramione fanfiction #2023: Week 3 - Celebrations #2023: Day 17 - Halloween

[herb10]

...I want that man's job

🎥 (c): chargers

#justin herbert #los angeles chargers #la chargers #nfl #week 17 #2023 season

[bright-and-burning]

🐱 you’re cool and young and know yourself which is definitely a bit intimidating! wish i’d had it together like you do in my early 20s.

ALDHSKHDSKHDKS me having it together i Laugh

i guess i do somewhat Now but the six months of unemployment + moving back in w my parents bc i completely changed my life plan at the last minute after 6 years of thinking that was my route… yeah. you’re right though, i do feel like i know myself which is kinda crazy to think abt now?? and i hadn’t really thought abt/realized that before. sometimes u need to go soul searching for your personal definition of success and happiness and purpose at 21 while having like daily micro breakdowns abt it to come out the other side way better off

this is so very sweet of u tho anon!!! and i’m Certain u r very cool and put together

#i did spend like ages idk 7-17 unbearably not cool #sometimes u come out at age 11 and that irrevocably changes the way u experience the world #ask #ask meme #truly tho ask any of my friends at ANY point in 2023 if i had it together #and they’d be like lol eve? eve who we have to do weekly check in calls with? eve who is on the struggle bus? #actually no the week after i got into a phd program but before i started second guessing myself . they would’ve said i had it together then