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[celira]

palamedes sextus "tripping" into camilla hect's arms

#for p

[celira]

"the prefrontal cortex doesn't fully form until yr 25!!" y do u wish to take more agency away from teens and young adults. y do u refer to phrenology to inform yr worldview. I'm about to undevelop yr prefrontal cortex with a baseball bat if u don't shut the fuck up

#psa #the more you know #i have been guilty of believing this fact too

[celira]

side-by-side art of palamedes “god-killing star” sextus and camilla “hot white pillar of fire” hect would absolutely destroy me i think

#oh ow #the disaster bisexuals strike again #these codependent motherfuckers #campal #i am sad and so is camilla hect #raise your hand if you've been personally victimized by palamedes sextus #camilla hect #palamedes sextus #tlt fanart #the locked tomb

[celira]

has anyone done this already

#tlt shitposting #old fucks club

[celira]

online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.

#thinking about this too much #torturing myself over the lack of closure etc

[celira]

i did not babygirlify that man. look at him. he’s doing it all himself.

#raise your hand if you've been personally victimized by palamedes sextus

[celira]

what the ninth house did to wake's body — presumably picking her apart for resources and then perpetually enslaving her bones — must have been one of wake's greatest nightmares. the nine houses kill you and then they use each part of you and puppet your bones in service of them forever.

#oh ow #tlt meta #the locked tomb

[celira]

support your local library!

#always reblog #the locked tomb #tlt fanart #tlt shitposting

[celira]

i very much need to hear about canaan house but there are cats <3

this AU is ENTIRELY driven by my need for dulcie septimus to interact with cats and say “nyah” to them!!! and then she gets to meet camilla and palamedes, too, i guess. 😊😊😊

here’s a small snippet of what i’ve written so far:

Gideon knelt next to Harrow on the sun-warmed metal of the dock. As the Reverend Daughter prayed on her knuckle beads, Gideon relied on the obfuscation of her hood and sunglasses to discreetly observe their surroundings.

Seven shuttles had landed in all, but there wasn’t enough time to determine which House still remained in orbit. Someone was coming to meet them—and Gideon wasn’t referring to the little old man in priestly white robes, who had been sidelined on his approach by a starched-looking pair in silver and white. No—a sleek, quadrupedal creature stalked towards them, presumably drawn by the clacking of the Reverend Daughter’s prayer beads.

Gideon’s eyes widened behind her sunglasses. She recognized this animal! She’d seen a few depictions of cats in her magazines, but it was still hard to believe that she was seeing one in-person. (It was the first creature she’d seen, really—the Ninth House was depressingly thin on animal life, unless you counted the glow beetles, which Gideon didn’t.)

More cats were approaching the dock now that one of their number had bravely ventured forth. They lolled about, basking in the warmth of the sun, and it was evident from their outstretched limbs and contently-shut eyes that this was a favorite pastime of theirs.

The first cat drew near them without any fear whatsoever, and Gideon stiffened at its approach. Some species, she remembered, were poisonous. No one on the landing dock seemed overly concerned, but—

The cat struck, batting at the strand of knuckle beads with its paws, and Gideon reflexively reached for her rapier. For the first time in living memory, Harrow’s fingers stalled partway through her prayer.

“Griddle,” said the Reverend Daughter in her most forbidding tones. “Remove this creature from my presence at once, or I will delight in violence.”

Then, ruining the effect, she sneezed.

[wip title ask meme.]

#flawless no notes #tlt fanfic #the locked tomb

[celira]

if i had a nickel for every time i developed terminal brainrot over an incredibly martially competent character, underestimated (by design) by people whose ass she could turn to grass, constantly packing more weapons than you can see, titled as her superior's "Hand", acrobatically skilled and whip-smart and unerringly resourceful and unafraid to fight dirty,

with a tousle-haired light-eyed partner who she could (and would) die for & was the much-more-affable half of their dynamic but, beneath the lighthearted goofiness that belied his once-in-a-generation supernatural skill, had nerves of steel driven by a deeply moral core,

--i'd have two nickels. which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice

#idk why this is getting activity again but let's bring er back #camilla hect #mara jade #the locked tomb #star wars legends #star wars expanded universe

[celira]

some of my favorite replies to this tweet. happy lesbian visibility week!

#queer af

[celira]

the inherent tension between the acronyms JFC, JFK, and KFC .......

#for p #wordplay our beloved

[celira]

#brb sobbing #these codependent motherfuckers #campal #camilla hect #palamedes sextus #tlt fanart #the locked tomb

[celira]

foundational griddlehark dynamic is them treating each other not as people but as swords to fall on or lashes to bear. Harrow uses Gideon as her personal instrument of penance never paying mind to if Gideon would want that outside of Harrow's own self flagellatory fantasies. Gideon can only conceptualize Harrow's feelings for her via her own desire-to-be-used and inability to see herself as having any inherent value outside of that use, neither of which is actually rooted in what Harrow truly feels. neither of them even sees herself as a real person and by consequence they don't know how to consider each other as fully formed people who have their own thoughts seperate from what they project outwards onto the other. send post.

#it's true #you may not like it but this post is what peak toxic yuri truth looks like #griddlehark ain't a fairy tale y'all #and isn't it all the more interesting & real for that? #tlt meta #the locked tomb

[celira]

Everything is fine and going according to plan :)

#i am sad and so is camilla hect #heart crime central #tlt fanart #the locked tomb

[celira]

finally framed this glorious print by @kyotospartyart (in a float frame, bc the US hates making frames in EU sizes) & can now experience heart crimes on a regular basis

LOOK AT THE SIXTH LOOK AT THEMMM

#tlt fanart #the locked tomb

[celira]

Y'all, the world is sleeping on what NASA just pulled off with Voyager 1

The probe has been sending gibberish science data back to Earth, and scientists feared it was just the probe finally dying. You know, after working for 50 GODDAMN YEARS and LEAVING THE GODDAMN SOLAR SYSTEM and STILL CHURNING OUT GODDAMN DATA.

So they analyzed the gibberish and realized that in it was a total readout of EVERYTHING ON THE PROBE. Data, the programming, hardware specs and status, everything. They realized that one of the chips was malfunctioning.

So what do you do when your probe is 22 Billion km away and needs a fix? Why, you just REPROGRAM THAT ENTIRE GODDAMN THING. Told it to avoid the bad chip, store the data elsewhere.

Sent the new code on April 18th. Got a response on April 20th - yeah, it's so far away that it took that long just to transmit.

And the probe is working again.

From a programmer's perspective, that may be the most fucking impressive thing I have ever heard.

#science!!!