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little-the-rat · 3 months
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Redraw from that one scene in Arcane, but with Steven and Amazo-guy <3
I was literally writing fluff about them in between the stages of drawing this, their relationship does not remain stagnant.
This is kinda spoiler-ey but I haven’t even posted the first test comic strip, y’all don’t even know enough to guess what’s going on, so who cares
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grollow · 1 year
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🌹
:grabby:
All they had to do was die in every way but the physical.
( for every “🌹” received in my inbox i’ll post one random sentence of a random WIP i’m currently writing  )
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catboynutsack · 1 year
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One of the worst things on the planet is having a hilarious verbal stim you can't do outside of a specific group bc it breaks an NDA so you just sit there like
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No one:
Litteraly no one:
Me, texting my non-dnd player friends:
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taketwoinink · 2 years
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Personal ramblings ahead, I don't think it needs a trigger warning but it does sound very strange with no context. Read at your own risk and if you do, please be respectful of me and my experience and what I'm feeling. I'm trying to process a lot of stuff right now and figure some things out and I felt the need to talk about some of it, but I don't feel like sharing the story behind any of this.
So just proceed carefully and respectfully.
I had a thought and I need to get it out but I don't know where to share it. I want it to be seen but it's not the sort of thing I want to discuss the meaning or thought process behind.
I have aphantasia, not visual, but auditory. Which means I can't hear things in my mind. I just don't. Sounds come across to me more like sensations. When I have a song in my head, it's like the essence of the lyrics repeating over and over. I still hear the words, there's just no sound. It's hard to explain. Honestly it baffles me that people can actually hear things. I have no idea what that's like.
So it occurred to me that I can't hear voices in my head (Kit may know what I'm getting at here, I don't expect or really want anyone else to). I can't hear my own inner monologue, I can't hear any other voices that might be there. If they did exist, they'd come out as thoughts, so easily mistaken for my own that maybe I'll never know the difference. Because there's no tone or accent or gender attached to thoughts. So it could just be me. But maybe it's not.
I can't know. Maybe I'll never know. And I hate not knowing. I hate having this nagging feeling, this constant wonder, but realizing I might never get clarity. And feeling too scared to ask for anyone who might help me because I don't want to be shut down. Because my brain and society have gaslit me into thinking I might just be delusional. I don't want to sound crazy talking about it, but it does sound crazy.
But every time I think about this, I have a thought that maybe I'm not wrong.
Maybe I'm right.
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theminecraftbee · 27 days
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Grian had taken her aside quietly. He'd awkwardly talked around the idea of her remembering now; apparently, he didn't know if her victory counted. She'd rubbed the back of her head and hadn't quite realized what he was talking about and said something about the games and, ah. Apparently she does remember now. Apparently the victory counts. Apparently this means he needs to say sorry.
Cleo considers not accepting the apology. Grian would get the wrong idea then. If she said: you don't need to apologize for shit, or maybe, there's nothing to apologize for, he'd take that as: you are exactly as bad as you're convinced you are. Honestly, Cleo's not sure whether that means Grian would decide he'd done nothing wrong or everything, but that's besides the point.
She'd never not remembered, is the point.
Frankly, Cleo hadn't realized people were meant to be not remembering. She's honestly a bit embarrassed not to have figured it out. Surely that can't be right. Cleo has held every single slight and every single ally and every single person she has ever connected to right in her ribcage, next to where her carved-out, unbeating, torn-up heart lies, the entire time these games have gone on. Each game, a new fact carved into the bone that makes them up.
Names ribbon around her memories. Bdubs and the Crastle and Scott and soulmates and Pearl and friend-turned-foe and Etho and survivor and Bigb and traitor and Scar and son and everything else. She wouldn't be the same at all if she didn't remember. Everything she is, it's built on top of everyone that was.
Maybe it's a zombie thing. The undead are said to be memories that can't fade as much as anything else, after all.
But she can't really explain this to Grian, of course. If nothing else, that would require explaining the place he's taken next to her heart, too, and frankly, that's way too mushy for the both of them. What ends up coming out her mouth is: "Oh. Does that really change anything?"
Grian stares at her a moment.
"You know, I guess not?" he says.
"Right then," Cleo says. "Cool. Good to know my victory means nothing then."
Grian squawks. "You can't just say it like that! That's depressing!"
Good enough.
She buries 'not-supposed-to-remember' 'not-sure-if-it-counts' 'laughing-as-scott-dies' and 'I-have-always remembered' in the same place in her ribcage, so she won't forget it, and then she does the thing that sets her apart from the common zombie:
She moves on.
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grandninjamasterren · 2 years
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..are you not from the US of A ?
Why..?
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deoidesign · 26 days
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A frustrating development with the growing lack of reading comprehension I've personally noticed is an emerging fervor of insisting things aren't canon unless they are explicitly stated beyond all reasonable doubt.
I can not emphasize enough how harmful a mindset this is to have. Yes, it's wonderful to have characters outright say "I'm trans," but to deny a character's identity for not saying that is dangerous.
Plenty of real people prefer not to use specific labels. Historically, people didn't have our modern terms or modes of expression. Many modern cultures don't use these terms, either, and plenty of people within those that do can't safely openly identify.
If the only representation you accept as canon is within modern (and let's be honest, wealthy white able-bodied American) standards, then you are denying yourself and others a huge amount of representation and seriously limiting the media around you.
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driftingballoons · 1 month
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Some creatures are more difficult to perceive than others
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vynnyal · 4 months
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This is likely the hardest I've laughed in rain world yet. Basically, you can glitch a spear into a quantum state using a dead bat body, allowing stabbed enemies to follow you through tunnels. So I tried bringing a leviathan to Moon. And the game really, really didn't like that
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elcucurucho · 22 days
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obviously you can do whatever you want but there’s nothing that immediately turns me off a piece of fan content faster than a complete refusal to engage with the source material
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mayhemspreadingguy · 1 year
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Hob with longer hair and fancy accessories ❤️
If you wanna know where this brain rot came from check this post. I blame @magnusbae ☺️
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yourbuerokrat2 · 15 days
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"Come on, mon capitaine. Surely you don't..."
A step forward brought on a step back from the person who was never supposed to look at him like this. Even before this fragile thing they had, even when Q had threatened his crew, froze Tasha Yar and threatened his species had Jean-Luc Picard never looked at him like this.
"Is it true, Q?"
There was the stoic voice, the straightened posture but there was also the presence of fear, something which Q used to enjoy in the eyes of others but never him, his human was never in all of eternity supposed to..
Q tried to brush it off, pretend like all of it was nothing. willing his gesture, his body and words to be completely human yet by trying to act too much like one he betrayed his more inhuman nature.
A nervous laugh and the rhetorical question of "What even can be called 'the truth' in this universe?"
"Yes or no, Q."
They ruined it. And now Q is going to have to fix it.
Even if Picard might not approve of the solution.
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voiddemon · 3 months
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i'm just making shit up dude
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