Prompt: Fantasy War, children in war.

Characters: Night- made of shadows. Only move and think at night. Day- made of light. Only move at day //Instead of made, maybe powered by light and the absence of it. Amorphous bodies. Black and white. Summary: There are light creatures known as Diurnus and there are dark creatures known as Nocturnus. Light creatures can only move during daytime and dark creatures can move only during night-time. The two are at constant war against each other. The only challenge is that they can’t simultaneously move, hence their attacks alternate. Background: Nocturnus (plural: Nocturni) are children of Nox, the bringer of Night. They move during nighttime. During daytime, they simply vanish, i.e. stop existing. They are reborn each dusk. Diurnus (plural: Diurni) are children of Diex, the bringer of Day. They move during the daytime. During nighttime, they simply vanish, i.e. stop existing. They are reborn each dawn. Both are semi-intelligent beings which do not talk via a language. They look humanoid, however, they lack features and details. They do not have a nose, mouth or ears. Scene: Sub-urban like areas with open spaces, parks, greenery, benches etc. The whole place is filled with landmines. Diurni place landmines and set up traps during the day. This is because once it is dusk, they will succumb and Nocturni will arise. Now, in order to “kill” Nocturni beings these landmines and traps are placed. Nocturni do the same during the night so that Diurni are “killed” when they arise during the day. Story: So the basic plot is as mentioned above. The two species are at constant war even though they never even come face to face with each other. However, something strange happens once. During one fine day in Winter, one Nocturn realizes that he is alive during twilight. He sees Diurni arise and move around setting up traps. One Diurnus notices him and is surprised, but she looks away and chooses not to alarm the rest of her kind. The same thing repeats every winter night. Soon that particular Diurnus and This particular Nocturnus fall in love/ grow fond of each other. This happens over time. One day they decide not to set up traps etc and try to interact with each other during twilight. Their hands touch..they reproduce such that their body just merges and gives rise to a third being. This new baby is half Light and half Darkness. The baby can move during both night and day and is a revelation in their world. Nox and Diex try to bribe the baby to take their sides but the baby is a baby- it does not take sides. The baby ultimately becomes the key to stopping the war. Script: Scene 1: Starts out with dark creatures moving about in a hurry with weapons and bombs and such. They plant their bombs and mines and discuss in a language that we don’t know. They place their weapons and leave. Sun rises and so do light creatures. They move with caution trying to go to where dark creatures reside. One group of light creatures explodes and dies. In the shadows of nearby trees and buildings, a dark creature watches them die. One light creature begins to cry as it/she loses her companions. Dark creature watches that. Light creatures, feeling defeated, go back to their area. Scene 2: Next day, there is more destruction caused by the dark side.  The same dark creature shows itself under a shadow. The light creature is infuriated and tries to attack the dark creature. He dodges and is about to counter when there is an explosion at the back and he stops.

needing to feel power over my life

by that, i mean i need to draw diana rawdogging akko

Peace and love

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

JUST SAW A FED-EX DRIVER JUMP OUR OF HIS TRUCK AT A REDLIGHT AND RUN UP TO A SECOND FED-EX TRUCK (THREE CARS AHEAD) AND THE GUY LEANED OUT AND THEY JUST KISSED ON THE LIPS? HELLO?

i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".

it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.

do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.

but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.

do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).

you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.

walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.

no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.

do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."

you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.

there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.

i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.

he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."

Dont know if you were joking about needing catboy references a couple of weeks back but here ya go

Theres one for sheep too if you need that

the sacred texts.... thank you for bestowing it upon me

if you donate one single us dollar to the unrwa, you will have donated more money than you would have by clicking that stupid arab.orb link every day for four and a half years. yes, they do actually donate money to the unrwa, but even with tens of thousands of clicks, most of that money is the baseline $90 they send every quarter. from 2023 quarter 4, half a million clicks turned into $380.57. maths out to six hundreths of one cent per click. just donate to unrwa.

Piss off!!! Thanks!!!!!!!!!! :)))))

Temporal Frost: Part 1 (Architect's Edition)

“Food, I need food,” cried the ‘new man’.

He was naked from head to toe. His skin- pale and thin as the ice under him. His eyebrows and his hair, though mostly absent, were as black as the night sky.

He held his arms together, rubbing his elbows vigorously. His face was contorted with desperation. His teeth clicked together as he spoke once again:

“H-H-he-hel-help”

“Yes, we will aid you. Come here,” said Nua. She stood against the doorframe of the Hut. She took the new man in and led him to the living room. 

“Kia, do we have any heat source?” asked Nua to a figure curled up on the floor in the middle of the room. The figure was large and furry, as was Nua. They both had a human-like structure- two pairs of limbs, an upright spine, a well developed face- but strangely, they were not anywhere close to what a human looked like. They were huge like wild bears in the jungles. Their hands were wide and their fingers long as snakes.

Kia moved as she heard her name being called. In a fresh state of awareness, she muttered incomprehensibly: “Uh-ah”

“Wake up, Kia! We have an emergency.”

“Nuaaaaaaaaaahh” Kia yawned. 

Nua sat the ‘new man’ down by the supposed fireside. There was no fire there, nor any tools for starting one. It was as cold inside the Hut as it was outside. Nua didn’t realize that. She was too focused on trying to find the right way to tend to the man.

Kia sat up on the floor. She was draped in a long blue-silver gown. Coming to a full stand, she said, “Nua, I need time”

“And I need your help.”

“to think.”

“We need to get this man food, and clothes.”

“Who”

“I don’t know either.”

“is he?”

“He was at our door asking for food. I don’t think he’s from around here.”

“H-He-,” the ‘new man’ coughed, “Help.”

“Yes, we’re getting your food,” replied Nua.

She turned to Kia and said, “Are you done waking up yet? I think he’s feeling cold.”

“...”

Kia stands there with her eyes closed, her breathing is heavy and her skin is warm, even though she had just woken up

“Kia!”

“Yes, Nua. I’m ready”

"i hate microlabels" yeah i also kind of dislike the idea of putting ourselves and our identities into very specific boxes, i think it can be really isolating- ohh wait you mean you think they're invalid. ohh no that's not the way to look at it. killing you

Every Nico Di Angelo fan focusing more on the background of the episode than the actual plot

i wish i was a boy so that boys would wish i was a girl so they could fuck me is that anything

it's everything. i understand you anon.

the pjo fandom on tumblr vs tiktok is so funny cause we've all (or most of us) have already read the entire series, we know what's going to happen so we can see the parallels and the tragedy behind it but on tiktok???

they're in love with Luke

they think he's so kind and nice and its wonderful he's percy's friend, there's no way that he'd be evil - I've seen theories that annabeth is going to be the one who betrays percy (prior to ep4)

the tonal shift is insane and I can't wait to see all these first time viewers lose their fucking minds

watch what happens when one ruthless tiny alien meets one huge soft drow.

so we are all just whacking each other with pool noodles on this fine april's day