today i spent two hours on a project about gauss that made me realize just how much i actually love maths, and i also made this revision sheet for english i suck @ poetry lol. and?? my art exam is in two (2) weeks and i’m gonna die lol what’s new
I was so lost in waiting for the prints to arrive I totally forgot to actually post this ???? I wanted to make at least one JoJo print for my very first con so I squeezed this during inktober like a madman -also yes this will be available as a print online too after the con so keep your eyes peeled after November 20, I’ll make a post here and on twitter 👀👀
tbh all the AUs where all the JoJo villains live in Kira’s house are the best AUs
I really want to talk about the conclusion of the Lost Children arc, and Jill’s importance as a character.
One thing I see a lot of Berserk fans wish for is that the series could go back to the darker tones of arcs like Lost Children, the latter half of the Golden Age, and of course, the Black Swordsman arc. But the lighter mood is something that’s actually been developing since the manga’s beginning - it’s been gradual but it’s been consistent, and all the different characters Guts has encountered on his travels have been meeting better and kinder fates. Colette died horribly and had her corpse desecrated, then Vargas died cleanly and with hope of being avenged, then Theresia survived and carried physical and psychological scars as the price…and now Jill lives too; not undamaged, but she makes it out clean and strong and hopeful. And even though the Lost Children arc contains piles of dead children and shows Guts at one of his lowest points morally, this is the moment where the light breaks through at last.
And Jill is the character who brings this light into the story, and an incredible amount of hope too.
When it was revealed in @zarla-s’ handplates that Doctor Gaster was using the bros’ plates to track them, some folks wondered if they couldn’t just remove their hands to avoid detection when they escape. This comic shows why that would be a terrible idea, but let’s just handwave that for a minute and imagine what would happen if that plan actually worked. I just kept getting this scene in my head and cracking up so I had to draw it. Where did Sans even learn that gesture…
I’m sure if Papyrus had thought of it, he would’ve fashioned his hand into a thumbs up to show there’s no hard feelings. :P
(Alright, here it is. The unedited, unfinished mer!Stiles fic. Warnings include: assholes, angst, violence, people being specist, and references to canon deaths.)
Their journey begins with the usual amount of pomp and ceremony expected for a trade ship.
It’s the Triskelion’s forty second voyage from the colder, northern channels of Bæyan to the warm waters of Coca-Machu, and the crew means to make it a good one. Nothing too dangerous—they’re going to actually try trading this time—and everything will go smoothly. Even the weather has been fair to them since they left Port Duke with the morning tide. Many of the crew had waved goodbye to the few friends they’d made over the years, and perhaps a few enemies too. Others were more than glad to leave the port as quickly as they did.
What would a TFA yandere Optimus and MTMTE Ratchet be like?
He means well, truly he does, but that noble
drive of his to protect you and keep you safe sometimes borders on the
He’s never had this much responsibility
before. He doesn’t know if he’ll make a
good leader, or if he can even do this job at all, but you’re in his charge and
he’s vowed to protect you with his very life if need be (like a night pledging
his service to his lady.)
There’s so much about you that Optimus admires
– your strength, your passion, your kindness.
In his eyes you truly are the best of what humanity has to offer. You have such a brilliant inner light about
you, and he’s going to do everything in his power to make sure no one tries to
snuff you out.
He’s chivalrous and courteous to you right from
the very beginning, treating you with the same respect he would the other
members of his team and not shutting down your ideas or telling you what you
can and can’t do just because you’re a human.
He doesn’t even approach you with romantic
intentions for fear of spoiling your friendship. (You’d have to be the one to reach out to him
if you wanted any kind of relationship.)
That’s not to say he doesn’t love you – Primus does
he love you! You’re all he ever thinks
about! Your smile sets his spark on fire
and when you say his name, it’s all he can do to keep from overheating. He wants you so badly that his desires have
begun to seep into his dreams at night – dreams that he dare not even think
He doesn’t breath a word of this to anyone of
course, especially not you. Optimus is
very good at hiding his true feelings. It’s
not right, he knows it’s not right for him to feel this way about you. He feels as though he’s betrayed your trust
in him simply by having these feelings. Even
if he can’t have you the way that he wants, at least he gets to see that
beautiful smile of yours every day.
But worse than his feelings for you are the
twisted pangs of jealousy he gets whenever he sees someone trying to get close
to you. Optimus knows he has no right to
be jealous, why should he? He can’t even
blame you for flirting back because he knows you’re oblivious to his feelings –
by his own choice, no less. He hates
himself for it, and yet he can’t bring himself to stop. The longer he goes without confessing, the
darker and angrier his possessive streak grows.
He hides it well, because of course he
does. No bot would ever suspect the
esteemed Optimus Prime of harboring those kind of murderous thoughts, that is
until they’re backed up against the wall of a dark alley with an axe blade to
their neck and Optimus growling poisonous threats into their audials.
You’re blissfully unaware of any of this of course;
he makes vitally sure of that. But you
can’t help but notice the almost animalistic rage that overtakes him on the
battle field when he feels there’s a threat to your safety…
His obsession with you stems less from
attraction and more from a possessive need to keep you safe.
Ratchet often has a habit of “adopting” some of
the younger/smaller/innocent bots on the crew, so it’s little wonder that he
would take the one human on board under his wing.
He really is a wonderful guardian, if a bit
overbearing at times. He constantly nags
you to make sure you’re taking care of yourself (getting enough to eat, exercising,
taking your vitamins.)
Primus help you if you have an erratic sleeping
schedule. You’re going to bed when
Ratchet says you are, no excuses! Don’t
make him come over there and carry you!
He’s not what you’d call a cuddly bot by any
means, but he does like for you to sit on his shoulder while he works. He finds your presence comforting. And Primus knows he needs all the calm he can
get on this ship.
He’s extremely protective of you. He doesn’t like for you to be out of his
sight for too long. What if you wandered
off somewhere and got lost? What if
something happened and you couldn’t reach him?
What if you got stepped on?! The
only people Ratchet trusts to look after you while he’s away are his fellow
medics. (He knows they’ll also force you
to eat and sleep regularly when he’s not around.)
He’d never tell you who you can and can’t talk
to, but he strongly advises you to
stay away from bots like Whirl, or any of the larger bots that might
accidentally crush you without realizing it.
You notice a change in Ratchet when Drift is
sent away. He becomes more frustrated,
unfocused and despondent, often ignoring his own advice and forgoing sleep or
refueling. You can tell loosing someone
so close to him is taking a mental and physical toll on him. You just wish there was something you could
do to help.
He starts becoming more affectionate with you,
often sitting you in his lap to stroke your hair and back absentmindedly while
he works, or carrying you around the ship in his hands. You don’t mind the extra attention. If holding you somehow brings him one small
shred of comfort then you’re happy to oblige him.
His worry for you also increases tenfold. It gets to the point where he doesn’t like
you to leave the medbay unless he’s there to carry you. He even offers to help you move some of the
stuff from your shared habsuite there so you’ll be more comfortable when he’s
working late. It’s a bit smothering at
times, but you grin and bear it for his sake.
After all, he’s done so much for you already. The least you can do is be there for him
during his time of grief.
It’s only when you awake one morning to find
that you’ve been stolen from your bed as Ratchet pilots a stolen escape pod
halfway across the galaxy do you realize (too late) just how wrong you had been…