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etandthekeet · 6 months
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He is small
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rox-of-iu · 1 year
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its that time of the week again lads,,,
(spoilers)
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from the fic cultivate by @neonghostcat as per usual
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slavicafire · 12 days
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my biggest personal problem with bg3 is that it's really great and immersive when I'm playing it - but the second I turn it off it's entirely gone from my mind. it has zero hold over me and I have no interest to go deeper into the worldbuilding and the story on my own. while, with all their faults, series like dragon age or cyberpunk take my mind over hours or weeks or months after playing
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malwarechips · 1 year
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collection of doodles based on some incorrect quotes that i believe could actually be very correct /silly
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orokay · 1 year
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i've had this done for over a month but was waiting to be inspired enough to add a background and i think i got i bit carried away. i kept thinking of foreground elements that might be cute and then followed every impulse without question
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fuck-kirk · 7 months
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I don’t necessarily ship Ed and Izzy but their dynamic is so fucked up and atrocious it’s got me like
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chiangyorange · 1 year
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Are there any lines or scenes in WMAS that you're really proud of that you wanna shed a spotlight on?
this is a hard question bc wmas is smth i like to call an ensamble fic (its literally just pov alternating) so it kiiiinda doesnt narrow ANYTHING down for me in terms of specific scenes.
hm. you know what? lemme show you smth.
(taken from ch 1) Uncle Michelangelo said that the old New York could be really pretty. There were so many lights that made the fog glow a brilliant color that makes everything magical. Quieter, he told Casey that there was always a person behind those lights. Someone was always adding to the beauty.
(taken from ch 2)
He takes his time turning around in place, seeing the tall battered buildings covered in bright colors of paint. Greenery of plants overtake the sides of buildings, framing the bright formless graffiti, the dull grey of concrete to something colorful. It clings to the bricks in a relentless enduring grasp of life. From the windows of the buildings shine lights through them. Multicolored, like they are the LCD screens from Times Square. It’s bright. There are no people, the city is in shambles, but it’s still alive. 
oh yeah the dreamscape is a fucking call back lads. and let me tell you there are more in the fic
(taken from ch 4)
Raph lets out a breath. “That’s going to be hard to find. Some of dad’s old stuff is still in the old lair and we haven’t really… cleared it out the first time.”
(taken from ch 8)
“Is there a reason why Dad and April came back into the lair covered in debris looking upset?”
i keep a lot of details in my brain (dming dnd for my friends trained me whether i liked it or not)
(taken from ch 1)
“Never will the Hamatos continue to live to be sacrificed, not if I have anything to say about it.” Splinter pokes a finger to April’s chest, right above her heart, “I will hold our family close and never let go.”
(taken from ch 3)
Splinter had to think about death a lot recently. Forced to, really. He’s had to think about death a lot in his life in general! It clings to the very fiber of his being in a way where every bad coping mechanism looks just a little too tempting to take up on. Then the Shredder happened, something he thought was complete and utter bullshit that took his mother, seemingly, for no reason. The Hamato legacy he grew up to resent came back to haunt him with a ferocious force, and it hurt his boys. 
(taken from ch 4)
Splinter was so adamant about giving her a second chance after the fight with Shredder. He saw himself in Cassandra in such a personal way that no one else in the family would get. He was willing to let Casey stick around close too. He saw himself in the Joneses that she can never really understand. April doesn’t know the full weight of what it’s like carrying a legacy. She shares that burden with the boys, but to bear it alone like Splinter did, like Casey has been, like Cassandra is doing now?  Fuck, man. How lonely does that feel?
(taken from ch 7)
The hovering and the mother-henning was annoying, sure, he'll give you that. The fact that he had to see how each of his family members grieve over the choice he had to make to save the world? Absolutely hellish, would not recommend. He can see how much it haunts Dad. He can see how much it weighed over his siblings. They all know that it was do or die. It doesn't make the choice any less harder to bear.
something about fucked up legacies, something about generational trauma, something about trying to break a cycle when everything in the world is not letting you
[and a little bonus line for a chapter in the future ;] <3]
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citymiddled · 6 months
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woe durge!elluin be upon ye
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flintmgr · 23 days
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i just realized i never post about my toon oc’s lore here. feel free to ask about it lol ill make a post l8r summarizing it for fun
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thehappiestgolucky · 2 years
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buggy husbands,,, bugsbands :)
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silasbug · 1 year
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that's my boy.
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aquilamage · 1 year
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currently obsessed with the
Leif: We'll support, Vi. Come on, try it out.
Kabbu: You...can do that?
Leif: Been practicing.
just the idea of leif somehow getting the idea of trying to fly with his ice, and then trying it out (in times/places that at least Kabbu but probably also Vi didn’t notice) to the point of her being able to just. pull it off the moment it becomes needed. how long were they sitting on that for
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enbyeddiediaz · 4 months
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shifting my brain back into 911 mode after no 911 for seven months is like slowly going back into sunlight after living in a basement forever
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1ore · 1 year
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im already doing PR work for fungi, hiveminds, and parasites with the endeme but what if i did PR for crop pest species too. im thinking about tyranids and zerglings and how they hold up a mirror to colonial settler fears. you are afraid of everything the eye can see being extracted by a foreign invader? of the very landscape around you becoming biologically, functionally, culturally, socially uniform? what if the terrible things i did to other people... happened 2 me....
the endeme keys into impaired ecosystems that are artificially kept in the first stages of succession, and that's the reason it is monstrous and scary 'successful' (like most weeds and pioneer species, it is not competitive and becomes second banana to whoever comes after it.) but i think it would be funny to meet it from the other end and play off of fungal and viral crop diseases. maybe there are some funny little guys who are, like, not a big deal until you put a monoculture in front of them. like normally there isn't a giant interstellar bug in the sky but you razed + converted an entire planet into its favorite food. what did you expect.
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funkbun · 1 year
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lil ancient grumpus doodle my beloved
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nyehilismwriting · 2 years
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The Bugs(tm) intentionally letting their teeth pop out (much like how crocodilians open their mouths to regulate their temps) as a threat display has interesting implications for the concept of smiling. I imagine they show contentment or happiness by intentionally keeping their mouths tightly closed and fluttering their wings very fast, and a smile from a simian species like humans (who, now that I think about it, are the only species I can think of that bare their teeth out of *happiness*) reads to the uninitiated as a threat display out of the fucking nowhere
YES. so we did actually touch briefly on this before, but I think it's pretty common for aliens who haven't had interactions with humans before to have a visceral Hey What The Fuck reaction to seeing a human smile for the first time - Rhaxa and Imxa are both aware, to varying degrees, that this is a thing that humans do, and aliens who spend a lot of time around humans will get used to seeing/mimicking it, but it's definitely always weird for them. similarly, humans who spend a lot of time around them will get used to keeping their teeth hidden where possible.
since a lot of their language is pheromonal/touch/body language-based, I don't think there's necessarily one 'action' that can be directly translated as a 'smile' in the way we think of it - amusement, contentment, and happiness can all be expressed through different sounds, touches, claw and wing movements etc. definitely 'tense' emotions, even positive ones like excitement, can be expressed through lots of small, fast movements - wings and tails especially are good indicators of how they're feeling, as they'll tend to be a bit more conscious of waving their claws around, especially in human company.
once imxa's introduced you'll definitely see some differences between her and rhaxa and the way they express themselves, which I think might contextualise both of them a lot - both as very different personalities and as people with very different life experiences👀
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