No hate to the squid sisters or off the hook but mannn deep cut feel like such a fresh breath of air music wise to me. Just the instrumentals and vocals are all so much more interesting to me, even if it took a lil bit for them to grow on me
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Oh also the sekai april fools stuff is pretty cool. Haruka 👍
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hello pixlriffs fandom i made a cool thing
(alternative title: well that's maybe three months of on and off embroidering that i'm never getting back!)
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seriously though hi. So a few months back I decided to go looking to see if Pixlriffs' iconic jacket was on sale anywhere and the answer was no, they stopped selling it years ago. there were no lookalikes anywhere either so i did the very reasonable thing of sulk about this for about a day, go out and buy a shit ton of thread, and make the damn thing myself.
"wait," you say. "hold on. Those stripes aren't made out of fabric, are they?"
No, Dear Reader, They Are Not.
Those are
embroidered
by hand to boot because i don't own a sewing machine.
"What the fuck," you may ask. "Why."
autism
im really stupidly determined to pull through on projects especially when it comes to stupid shit like this
i needed a big time consuming creative project to get me through the Seasonal Big Sads
THE SHEER POWER AND SWAG THAT I HAVE NOW THAT THIS JACKET IS COMPLETE IS IMMEASURABLE. Nobody else I know is going to be rocking up to school wearing something that they embroidered themself over the span of three months. Textile work is cool. This looks fucking awesome. I am unstoppable.
did i mention the autism yet?
anyways i may be currently focusing on other fandoms but pixl's videos (especially his empires smp series) have been getting me through some really tough times consistently for over a year now and i figured i may as well show that in some way. i'm pretty sure this is the coolest thing i've ever made to date.
AND i completed my goal of finishing it before 2024 (in my timezone)! at the time of writing this it is 10:16 P.M on December 31st, 2023 :] i did it i did the thing
and an extra lil bonus thing on the back that i added because i had the time (yes that is latin also please ignore the pet hair i have two dogs and a cat):
vigilate, amici mei.
(stay vigilant, my friends!)
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Asmodeus is surprised by that twinge of something he feels any time you give your attention to someone else. A smile, a brief touch, even just a short conversation and there's a tiny fire burning in his chest. He doesn't quite know what to do with that feeling. It isn't one he has often. He recognizes it as an emotion that primarily belongs to someone else.
It cools easily the moment your eyes move across to him.
Under your gaze, Asmodeus feels fully seen as he never has been. Everyone knows he spends his time on his outer appearance, but that means the demon inside goes unnoticed. Unnoticed by all but you. And your regard makes him open up like a flower in full bloom.
Asmodeus gives you every piece of himself - the genuine gift of his kindness, his beauty, and his heart. Only you can handle these things with the care they need. Only you can look into him and know him like you've always been there, like you've always been a piece of his soul.
And so you see his jealousy when it crops up. It's as if you can sense it - like a signal from across the room. And soon enough you make your way to his side. You might sit in his lap or kiss his cheek. You remind him that you're the one who holds his everything and you know it. You reassure him that you'll never neglect the gorgeous shining thing that is his true self. The man beneath the beauty, the one who wants as much love and affection as he so frequently gives.
You soothe his fears with a simple touch. Sometimes, you whisper only a handful of words in his ear, just enough to melt him. Your attention is the thing he craves most above all. And you never make him wait for it long.
Asmodeus finds that he would suffer through the beast of jealousy every day of his life as long as he always finds himself in your arms.
masterlist | Thank you for reading!
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A little special something for something even more special. Hint: it's about love and fears and birthdays and new beginnings
(@/marvel hire me <3)
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When I came across that "joke" from Tav to Quill and Z'rell's comment (plus Halsin), I had to take a minute to process what happened. Gale might be a bit silly and eccentric but he's the kindest, sweetest and most passionate character in that party. No wonder the poor man has deep insecurities to solve, so many people reduce him to an easy target! Ofc one of the side effects would be overconfidence and ambition as a defense mechanism. He's obv lonely; only Tara and Morena ever loved him for him.
his eccentric nature might be a part of it. he is loquacious, outgoing, and doesn’t see the point in hiding his enthusiasm. he is considered to be the weird one. naturally, wizards in general being seen as somewhat squishy and physically weak might also add to it.
personally, i really don’t like the implications of the (widely considered) autistic-coded character being the one who faces the most ridicule by far by other characters and fans (and larian) alike.
some might disagree with me on that, but i don’t find it funny by any means either. mostly it just makes me feel bad. “he deserves it. cocky, arrogant, hubris-ridden wizard needs to be taken down a peg” like he isn’t… y’know… already at his lowest. it also disregards the fact that much of his bravado is part of his carefully curated Great Wizard of Waterdeep™ persona that he has skillfully adopted to mask his general feeling of being defective. being fiercely proud of your skill and knowledge and being doubtful of having something truly worthwhile to offer are mindsets that can coexist. according to fandom, gale is either secret hubris incarnate that is only waiting to be unleashed upon the world or pure baby that can do no wrong. instead of a character that is just as flawed and traumatized as all the others, but no less deserving of genuine love.
to me, the constant ridicule just reads as further feeding into his deep-rooted insecurities and his belief that he (as gale, the person) isn’t someone who holds inherent worth. it really, really doesn’t sit well with me.
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Every time I watch Shore Leave, I become more convinced that Ruth is dead.
Like, Jim's hellbent on chasing after Sulu, Yeoman Barrows has just been attacked, and then he stops for these flowers with a look of wonder on his face?
My theory is that he's terrified he'll be too late and something will attack Sulu, he thinks something along the lines of "how many more flowers will I have to lay on graves?" and then he sees the exact flowers he lays on Ruth's grave and he has to stop and take one and smile sadly.
And then the whole conversation with Ruth, I mean... Yeah, it does make sense if they were once together and then broke up, but the /pain/ and /longing/ in his eyes, man.
(Also this leaves open the possibility that because he's already seen one dead loved one on this planet, after McCoy is "revived", he might be half-convinced that the McCoy who came back was just a reconstruction because he wanted to see him, and the real Bones is still just as dead as he was. Oh, I want to write this fic so badlyyyy.. if it wasn't a work night ...)
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Despite being *incredibly* behind on Redacted videos I still have Redacted thoughts from time to time.
Today? David and Angel who regularly shower together.
Not in the sexual way (okay, maybe sometimes in the sexual way) but in a sweet, domestic way. Washing each other’s backs and just taking care of each other in such a simple way. Just to make sure they’re clean.
Angel in the throes of burnout from work, they /have/ to shower to feel clean and like a person but they can’t bring themself to do anything more than sit under the hot water and evaporate, and David who stands behind them and patiently does their annoyingly long hair-care routine, applying their face wash, and gently spraying them down when he’s done-
David, who’s a wreck after the summer solstice, having Angel gently wash away all the sweat and tension away from the day. They’re massaging shampoo into his scalp as he melts, pressing kisses into his temple and wiping the soap from his eyes as they wash it out.
But it’s not just when they need it most. It’s almost every night (unless someone’s away) sometimes it’s just a weeknight and Angel is chatting about their day, or a late Sunday when David’s pulled an almost-all-nighter and Angel is trying not to fall asleep between the warm water and David’s calming presence.
That’s all vv
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There's too many things to look at in just one gif...
Giant biceps?Tattoos?Chest hair?
Low hanging trunks? The volume of the front of those wet low hanging trunks? The volume of the behind of those wet low hanging trunks?
The V-line and Abs?The Happy trail?(Even the armpits, if it floats your boat)
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No memories remain of anything before
Yes, I'm with you in a garden of carnage
In a mayhem of trickster and tricked!
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they'd never put it in the show but I'd genuinely kill for captain to get like really comfortable calling himself gay esp with slurs in the way we tumblr girlies do like. I'd do anything for him to be giving some more decorating advice and alison be like "wow why are you so good at this" and he goes "well it's simply my untouchable faggot swagger"
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i was trying to think about yrz and why he'd leave heaven in the first place. yrz loves being human, even if he doesn't like people. he loves learning, loves ideas, loves sitting in a warm room built by other people, reading a book printed by other people, eating food made by other people. he loves being a part of such a curious, clever race, no matter how many irritations that come with it.
humans will never stop looking for improvement. they will never stop churning out new ideas. breaking through to new sciences. never stop wondering.
heaven isn't like that. how can it? by gods own word heaven is perfect, forever and ever, amen. how do you improve on perfection?
yrz could feel himself stagnating. so he either had to leave, or lose himself.
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Sometimes I get stuck in this very specific rut of executive dysfunction, and I know for a fact that having a caretaker dom who would help talk me through my tasks on bad days would be lifechanging for me. But instead I have no dom and just this stupid ass developmental disability that makes me periodically unable to function like a real human being
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the post grad why did i get an art degree what am i even doing what do i want in life where am i going crisis has finally hit i want to. lie down in the dirt. or something
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