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In the course of their duties, Talon comes across a strange statuette; a miniature of the Immortal Bastion, wrought in iron and covered in a strange, unreadable script. Initially passed off as the eccentric bauble of a yet another crazed fool that made the wrong enemies, Talon soon finds themselves encountering the statuette on seemingly every mission since. There are no other anomalies during their missions; all are carried out with the same ways as ever, with the same rate of success. Yet always it is there, as if awaiting their notice. As might be expected, there is more to the miniature Bastion than it would seem. Can Talon unravel the mystery of the iron figure before the darkness they thrive in swallows them whole?
There is a hierarchy even among devils, and few rank as highly within it as Mordekaiser, King of the Sulfur Rail. Ferrying loot and souls from the mortal plain to the depths of Hell, the power and influence he wields is unmatched by any others that wander the West. When a plan begins to form among those that want what is his, Mordekaiser begins some scheming of his own. First recruiting Hecarim and his black riders with promises of spoils and slaughter, the Infernal Lord of the Tracks turns his attention to a rather more subtle asset. After all, only one as powerful as the Mechanical Devil is capable of ridding one of such an angelic affliction...
Once, in times long past, a Star Guardian was murdered by one also blessed by the First Star. As a forlorn familiar was left alone in its grief, a dark and malevolent voice whispered in their ear. It fostered the rage and despair in the familiar's heart until those wretched feelings twisted them into a monster beyond recognition. Even as the familiar found a new partner with which to reek destruction with, that vile voice yet whispers promises of vengeance and annihilation to the familiar, all the while continuing it's own dark designs...
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kr-yoongi · 3 months
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Colin Morgan in season 1 of Humans I want you.
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nibbelraz · 4 months
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the real bit here is sqh saying "bro, deadass?" to lbh in front of god (himself) and everyone, and lbh, son of a poverty stricken washerwoman and ex working class, doesnt even hesitate before answering "nah like for REAL, bro" while the council of high class demons struggle to know what the fuck any of that means. except mobei cause he has a qinghua translator installed in his brain by now
I'm obsessed with the fact that Mobei has been with Shang Qinghua so long he just automatically knows exactly what he's talking about or even if he doesn't he vaguely knows what he means just from being together so long
Also @theladypeartree made a great point in the first post about this saying how most of Qinghuas drafts must've been written in some slang and it carried over into the SVSSS world
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silvers-starrway · 12 days
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The Robo Club means so much to me and Tulip, as the last remaining member still in the @sonic-fankid-showdown they are going to do everything they can to get as far as possible!! Their nervousness from the first two rounds is being replaced by determination to do their best for their friends!
Lapis - @time-of-your-life-au Chroma - @m3tr0n0m333 Midnight - @kristhesheep Nova - @spicychimera Leonid - @deimostes Pegasus - @transzsonix Scrap - @the-gay-ghost-king
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infernal-lamb · 13 days
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Hey, I've seen your drawings from Neves. They are brilliant. I like her a lot, and are you writing fanfic about her?
Ahh thank you!!! That's really flattering fkljgfjf....It's always a pleasant surprise that people like Neves :'-) (and I love when I get an excuse to post my doodles of her and the Lamb lol)
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I am in the works of trying to write a cotl fanfic abt this specific au (I call it The Apostate & The Martyr in my head lol), but writing doesn't come as easily as drawing to me SIGH. I've actually written quite a bit, but the problem is putting all these random excerpts together to make something coherent LOL. But yes, the fic is intended to be the story of The Lamb and Neves' friendship amidst the brutality and terror of the Lands of the Old Faith, how to deal with the consequences of their choices, and the mutual alienation they experience in their positions....as silly as that sounds lol. It's very self-indulgent! I just liked the concept of the "Outsider" POV, so to speak, being subjected to the sort of normalized violence that exists in cotl. Though, I might end up just making comics if I can't pan out this fanfic well enough!
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buwheal · 5 months
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HOLY SHIT LOOK WHAT WAS IN THE MAILBOX THIS MORNING!!!!!
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YIPPEE!!!!
Starting with the @colliholly charms!!! (i love this shop oh my god!!!!) Theyre such high quality omfg!!!! The print on the little itty bitty spamton in the shaker is super amazing for the size i was actually quite surprised!!! AND the neo charm!!! AUUGHH!!!!! I love the holo stars AND THE GREEN KEYCHAIN???? THAT MATCHES UP WITH HIS STRINGS LIKE HE'S HANGING FROM IT?? ABSOLUTE GENIUS OMFG, this is the shop to go for some killer acrylic charms!!
And then the @spacejacket enamel pins!!!!! AHHH!!!! I couldnt resist the neo pin BECAUSE IT GLOWS IN THE DARK??!? THATS SO AWESOME!!! PLUS THEYRE ENAMEL??? Finding good spamton enamel pins on etsy was actually really difficult so i LOVE these!! Theyre such high quality!!! He's so cute with his little phone too 😭😭
And The freebies!! Tysm for the freebies i loved them!!!!! You're both so generous 😭 My itabag grows!!! i have three more spamton related things waiting to be delivered for my itabag army 😈 If you couldnt tell its going to be primarily spamton themed lol
Here are the links to their etsy stores!! :-) Colliholly Spacejacket
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mitamicah · 1 year
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Going back to a simpler time same time 9 days ago more or less where it was all just adorable ESC content of musicians meeting and having a blast on the turqoise carpet :’3
(aka drawing my fave meeting up with my friends’ faves)
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m00ngbin · 5 months
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Guys guess what. It's SMTWO Thursday. FOR THE LAST. TIME. (I think? Like 99% sure) As always I will update you as I read
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theloveinc · 8 months
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i feel like kiri n katsuki are secret fleshlight connoisseurs <3 (they share)
HOOOOOOOOOO my god, bad, bad, nasty, naughty, bad habit.
This is so gross but you know it started in high school when they could only manage to sneak ONE sex toy into the dorms........ and sharing allowed them to keep it better hidden.
Little did they know the sharing-part would be what ended up STICKING, and that'd it almost get even worse when they started running an agency together😔😔😔😔😔😔AND EVEN WORSE WHEN THEY BOTH ENDED UP WITH A CRUSH ON little ol' YOU who pushes paperwork on the floor below them🥺
taking turns squabbling in the other's office about getting to use it when, and now, and if it had been cleaned since it's last usage (although that gets a little less frequent as time goes by. Bakugo's more picky about sloppy seconds but stopped caring as much the first time he saw that you had come in wearing something very low cut. He needed to nut over it so badly that he couldn't wait to even rinse it out with water).
AND YEAH they fight abt who gets to take it home on weekends. One of them always pulls the "just buy another one!!" argument but they're both way overly attached to the well-worn one they've had for years.
People always wonder what they're fighting over but they have their excuses down to a science.
You pop in with last week's statistics printed out all nice and in a stack and Kiri goes from trying to keep Bakugo's hands off his face with a foot to accidentally hardening and slamming his across the room.
And the only thing that stops Bakugo from blowing up the whole place is your confused face (what they were fighting over in the first place, if it was better to bust there or on your kitty)... and in unison they go, "WE WERE JUST TRAINING TOGETHER"
(you probably think they're in a strictly monogamous relationship for the next six months after that and they're confused as to why you always shy away when they get a little too friendly.... and yeah, when you're dating they still refuse to get rid of that damn fleshlight lmfaooo)
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mxtxfanatic · 9 months
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So @fireandgrimstone and I once had a discussion about how mxtx handles Xie Lian’s crossdressing in tgcf, the gist of which was whether or not it was falling into a gender essentialist trope ("you can always tell when a man is pretending to be a woman!") despite how much of the story tackles a kind of gender fluidity amongst other characters. I said I’d return to it once I reread it again to see how I felt reading those bits in context, so here I am!
The first instance of Xie Lian cross-dressing in the story is during the very first mission: the ghost bride. In order to find out who is kidnapping brides in the area, Xie Lian dresses like a bride to act as bait. When he first gets dressed, this is how he is described:
If you asked anyone to come and see, they would be able to tell with a glance that this was a young boy with a gentle and handsome looking face.
—Chapt. 6: The Ghost Holds a Wedding, The Crown Prince Climbs Onto the Marriage Sedan (Part 1)
You can "tell" that he is still a man, even as he wears the wedding outfit, we are told. However, later on, Little Ying comes and helps fix up Xie Lian so that he looks more like a bride. When next the others see his face, this is how he is described:
How could Xie Lian have known that a girl’s skill in make-up created legendary and mystifying results? Little Ying had only taught him how to fix his eyebrows by drawing them elegantly, how to powder his face with some white powder and how to dot his lips with deep, red rouge. However, if he didn’t speak, Xie Lian looked exactly like a gentle, soft and beautiful young lady.
—Chapt. 9: The Mountain’s Locked Ancient Temple, The Forest of Hanging Corpses (Part One)
A little bit of makeup and reshaping his outfit has transformed Xie Lian from someone you could tell was a man "from a glance" to someone who "looked exactly like a gentle, soft, and beautiful young lady." Even the crowd of men acting as "guards" could not tell Xie Lian was a man, and at no stage in this entire arc is Xie Lian uncomfortable with the act of cross-dressing, at being honestly mistake for being a woman, or Mu Qing and Feng Xin's negative reactions. He is indifferent to it all.
The next major moment we see him cross-dressing is when he is running away from the group of cultivators hunting Hua Cheng:
Behind the curtains sat a woman, her long raven hair hung a loose bun, her neck slender and white with a black choker and a thin silver chain circled around. Her robe was half stripped, revealing her snow white shoulder and a small bit of her back, looking to drape and fall, making one’s face burn and heart race.
When the curtains were pulled, the figure of that woman trembled, covering her face with her sleeves, and whimpered softly, as if she was shocked and terrified by such a sudden and brutish act. Heaven’s Eye instantly dropped the curtains, “I-I-I-I-I-I’M SORRY!!!”
The band of monks and cultivators who followed after Heaven’s Eye all screamed too, “WHAT A SIN, WHAT A SIN!” And they all covered their own eyes. Using this chance, that ‘woman’ whipped around -- who else could it be but Xie Lian? Hua Cheng was sitting in his arms and was only blocked from view by Xie Lian’s body. Although Xie Lian was a man and his shoulders were wider than the average woman, but he only pulled down half of his robe to expose the best angle, creating the perfect effect.
—Chapt. 137: Upon Barren Hills; Rioting the Black Hearted Inn (Part One)
Just as with the makeup and reshaping of the bride outfit, wearing a woman's robe, stripping to show off some skin at an angle, and whimpering a little was enough to trick this group of men into thinking he was a woman. The cultivators are so embarrassed, they run away, but even the passerbies who catch a glimpse of Xie Lian fleeing later in that same outfit have the vague idea that it is a "woman" they're seeing running with a child. Then, in the same outfit, Xie Lian enters an inn and we get this hilarious interaction:
A moment later, the door opened, and several attendants came forward to greet, their faces full of smiles, “Good si...”
They had wanted to say ;good sir’, but seeing the person before them was wearing women’s robes, they changed, “Mis...”
Before the word left their lips, Xie Lian emerged fully from the darkness with Hua Cheng in hand. If there’s a child, then it wasn’t an unmarried lady, so they changed again, “Mada...”
‘Madam’ was still half on their lips and Xie Lian’s face was fully illuminated by the light within the inn. Although this person was dressed in women’s robes and had a gentle countenance, if they must be honest, no matter how they looked it was the face of a man. The attendants all became mute, and it was a good moment before they went back to their original greeting, “Good sir, please come inside.”
—Chapt. 137: Upon Barren Hills; Rioting the Black Hearted Inn (Part One)
None of the attendants are able to tell Xie Lian's gender just from a glance. They rely on context clues (his clothes, the fact that he's with a child, then finally, his bare face) to finally decide that he is a man. Xie Lian is not discomforted by this either, not even to correct them. In fact, the narrative says that he feels no mental or physical discomfort as he is. Mind you, in this world, it is established that gods can and do change their physical forms to match a certain gender, but despite having the power to do so, not only does Xie Lian not take this route but he is still able to successfully appear as a cis woman to both strangers and his closest friends with only the minimalist of effort. Neither he nor the narrative place any expectations on how he "should" feel being man mistaken for a woman, nor do they waste time trying to explain to other characters why he is dressed as one like what one would usually see with this trope. Xie Lian simply exists in the form most comfortable to him and changes minor appearances to produce the aesthetic that he needs when he needs it. No more explanation is needed.
The thing about Xie Lian, too, is that while he is assured in his own gender, this does not translate into him being adverse to either weaponizing gender to reach a certain goal (such as being bait in a mission or hiding from enemies or just finding a dangerous object) or others doing as they please. Shi Qingxuan repeatedly attempts to wheedle Xie Lian into transforming into a female form with him, but though Xie Lian refuses for himself, he never shows disgust that Shi Qingxuan prefers his female form, unlike other gods.
Due to all of this, I don't see the repeated mentions of Xie Lian's maleness within these cross-dressing scenes as meant to reinscribe the gender binary but, instead, to impress upon readers how simple it is to throw gender into question. Gender is just that malleable and its perception so easily manipulated that even one of the most manliest men in the story can be viewed without a shadow of a doubt as a woman. Xie Lian is proof.
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en-chi-la-da · 1 year
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FINALLY!! i finished both versions of the six-character fanart challenge!! i did a tumblr version AND a twitter version, thank you very much to those of you who left suggestions!! this is my last post for 2022, have a happy new year!! :) ✌🏼
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So stealing that bell was not the smartest thing Ezreal ever did. Despite being little more of a lump of iron with unreadable gibberish on it, whatever cult that maniac Januk belonged to really wanted it back. Even those that didn't know a damn thing about the elixir were after Ezreal now! Eventually getting sick of the constant theft and assassination attempts, Ezreal decides to stop faffing about and get to the bottom of this mystery. Unfortunately, not only does he have a bunch of crazy people trying to kill him over a gods damned bell, there are those in the world who would rather the answers he's looking for remain buried. Indeed, they're willing to do just about anything to make sure that particular secret never sees the light of day. To top off this awful, awful situation, the longer Ezreal has the bell in his possession, the more it seems like there's someone else with him. Almost as if he would be able to hear someone unseen speaking to him, if only he stopped to listen...
Why must stars burn out? Why must a Guardian, having survived every fight and passed every trial, eventually succumb to becoming the Nemesis of the very thing they once protected? These are the questions that Ezreal, Star Guardian extraordinaire, seeks to answer. Yet no matter how far he searches, all he finds are more questions. A lost text here, a dead civilization there, all merely the remnants of past confusion and fear. One day, however, Ezreal stumbles across the one question that just might help him crack the case wide open: "If there is a First Star, is there also a Last?"
Ezreal's music career is launching at a meteoric rate. His third album is an even bigger smash success than his previous two, his ride is sweeter than ever, the praise and acclaim on his socials just don't stop coming, and he is absolutely not cripplingly lonely, thanks! During a routine interview, a surprise second guest is brought onto the show: Mordekaiser, lead guitarist of Pentakill. If Ezreal is the rising superstar of the pop world, Mordekaiser is the man who conquered the world of metal. It was widely believed among metalheads that no one could make a guitar sing like he could. Is there something the new can learn from the old, despite the wildly different genres? Is there something the old can learn from the new?
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bri-sonat · 9 months
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someone called out in the tumblr abyss (the tags), i answered.
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(one without text and one with for all uses, wants and needs.)
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suchawrathfullamb · 3 months
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all of you who keep posting these will/hugh dancy gif sets are just further justifying hannibal's actions. the more I see his angel face the more I understand hannibal. the true victim.
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kmesons · 19 days
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[hands you 80s-themed blinky for a summoning ritual involving miss holloway]
this was inspired by this post from @myheadphonesareneverloudenough, go check out their inspo boards :]
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oatbugs · 5 months
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Jack Marsh (2005), Friendship Otherwise - Toward a Levinasian Description of Personal Friendship
#saw carnation lily lily rose by john singer seargent irl today. it was basically at my doorstep all along idk why i never went to see it#it was placed at a corner in the gallery. me and my friend sat down and sketched the paintings of beautiful naked people quite badly. paper#provided by tate britain. she told me about how she couldnt look her boyfriend in the face after a harrowing film about war. when i say the#interview was informal i mean the person who was supposed to be my boss told me let me get you a cider and then he said after#50 years of life he knows people are inherently good and it only takes a little bit of kindness to save this world. he said he tricked#his wife into keeping the baby and then he said he quit his job at a US bank to help people find meaning and in it#he would have liked to find meaning. instead he started climbing with his friends. he said he chews his cigarettes because its a habit from#when he had to hide things from people. the entire time i felt uncomfortable and incredibly enlightened. this is my friends mentor. she has#his pattern of pauses and expletive and penchant for ends-justify-means attitude. i do think im not very clever#but maybe one day i will love you enough to make up for it. i wrote code i dont understand staring at the final error i thought about how#we both thought of how when we're too old to remember the voices of our friends we would like to stand in the pathway of the LHC beam pipe#cut it open and eat light in the freezing cold vacuum (kills you long before radiation will) the invisible puncture wound unfolding dna#back to the start larger than you ever were. you go to heaven once youve been to hell. my friend is in my bed#practicing calculations of eigenvectors by hand and she is uninterested in a visual proof you are uninterested in incompetence#we catch a train this is your kind of burden you tragic hero wincing at that word you only do this because you have to. im the only one#who can. i am a coward in this for the fucking poetry. the visual proofs. the pretty numbers. an architect who was horrible at maths wanted#to be a philosopher and accidentally ended up neck in deep in 70th Error On Visual Studio Code i want to kiss your eyes before we say#goodbye we both know there is no love in the way there should be. I still have your dress in my wardrobe. i hope you make art.#you think im alright head-wise i think you fucking hate me i think ill never be so clever you want me to tell you my idea?#if you wanted more of this world i would have liked to kiss you harder. we cant both be like this. im sorry i cant be with you the whole wa#the love is gone if you have to ask it. his breath catches his eyes feel stiff it is -1.9 kelvin he is near the beam pipe i miss holding#his hand i miss her singing voice i miss his hair and i found the antonym of pain thank you for carrying me home.
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