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Changed my username from questioning writer to Spitfire of dragonspire
In case you get confused, it's still me, just with a different username. This one marches my Ao3 account name!
…. [a few weeks later] ….
Never not reblog
Fives: In all of these stories about your ARC training, we heard about how Commanders Wolffe and Fox were feral and Cody couldn't be contained, but what about you, Captain? Rex: Well... Fox: He was the worst. Echo: Really? Cody: Not really. Rex was the most well-behaved of all of us. Fox: Your memory is failing you, Kote. Rex: How was I the worst? Fox: The dive. Everyone falls silent. Fives: What just happened? Rex: You're never going to let that go, are you? Fox: Everyone else looked at the water when we heard the splash, but I looked at Seventeen. I'll never forget the look on his face. Echo: The splash? Fives: What happened? Cody, sighing: We'd just done diving training. We wore protective gear and had a buddy system, you know, so we wouldn't get eaten, but some of us always got spooked under the water... Bly: We were teasing each other like always... Fox: But Rex just had to prove himself. Rex: I know it was stupid, even then I knew it was stupid, but I wanted to show I wasn't afraid of the water. I...jumped in... Fox: After we'd all already taken our suits off. Cody: We all heard the splash, but it took us a few seconds to realize what just happened. Fox: Alpha-17 looked like the platform fell out from under him. You could see it in his face, he thought we were about to lose Rex... Wolffe: We heard the second splash... Bly: Alpha-17 was gone. Fox: I grabbed Cody. Cody: My body was moving to the edge before my brain even realized what was happening. Fox: Then, I grabbed Wolffe... Wolffe: I don't know how your head was so damn clear-- Fox: It wasn't. I was moving on instinct too. My instinct was to keep you out of Seventeen's way, though. You would've just churned up the water and attracted something big. Bly: When Alpha-17 surfaced with Rex, I realized I'd been holding my breath... Cody: I think we all breathed a sigh of relief in that moment... Fox: After he pulled him onto the platform, he just held him for a few minutes... Bly: Then, we all did...one by one... Wolffe: Except this di'kut. Fox: I punched him. Rex, softly: He was crying...I felt like the worst person alive... Fox: Then, I hugged him... Rex: I'm sorry... Fox, hugging Rex: I was only angry because you almost got two of the people I care about most killed. Echo: Awww... Fox: Alpha-17 and Wolffe. Wolffe: Ha! Fox: I'm joking. You know I love you, Rex'ika... Rex, smiling a bit: I know... Fox: But you're still the worst. Rex: ...
Hey can you guys reblog Cheeseburger so he can take a sunbeam nap on lots of blogs. No other reason I just want you guys to see him.
So, Cheeseburger died on November 21st after an unfairly short battle with an unfairly rare cancer that is rarely seen in cats. I only got to spend a month with him after his diagnosis, and losing him has been the greatest heartbreak of my entire life so far. He was my best friend and my soul cat, and he was there for me when I was completely alone, for twelve long years.
I made this transparent PNG the night he died in preparation for one of the many ways I was going to memorialize him--a surface rug in his likeness that I planned on laying directly in the line of his favourite sunbeam. And I uploaded that PNG here, because this is the website where people post their cats.
I was not expecting the reception I got. Many people have pointed out that this post has more reblogs than likes, and how insane that is in 2025 when reblog culture is at an all time low. I didn't even talk about the fact that Burger passed away in the original post, it wasn't a tearjerker reblog bait or anything like that. People just loved Burger that much, in the same way I fell in love with him at first sight. He was such an ugly kitten.
Anyways, it's really special to me that so many people have reblogged my best friend. I made this PNG to memorialize him in a completely different way, and you all wound up doing just that in ways I never even imagined.
Thank you. Wherever he is, I know the sun is shining.
Oh my gosh. I just found this website that walks you though creating a believable society. It breaks each facet down into individual questions and makes it so simple! It seems really helpful for worldbuilding!
Heads up that this is a very extensive questionnaire and might be daunting to a lot of writers (myself included). That being said, it is also an amazing questionnaire and I will definitely be using it (or at the very least, some of it).
Bookmarking this…
We were here. We were loved. We are remembered.
Cody and Wooley find a moment of calm to add their tags to the collection of love tags: We were here. We were loved. We are remembered.
Also on ao3 (Bigger summary)
Click to zoom in on the love tags in Aurebesh and the translations.
@cohawk-canoe my fill for Cohawk Week 2025: Day 4. FREE DAY: Image Prompt of the Love Locks
Tiny art Tag list: @loverboy-havocboy @earlgreyci @elismor @nooneherebutaghost @whiskygoldwings @indira-korr
impeachment isn't enough I think we the people should be allowed to vote a president out too. survivor style. like sorry bud you're behated by all. and then they banish them to a desert island.
whilst i do agree with survivor style voting off, sending him to an island caused a lot of his current problems in comparison sacrificing billionaires to the sea has a long and storied history
someone needs to visit the Titanic...
But does Posidon, Yamaha, and the other sea dieties really deserve all of this trash thrown at them?
"Using an Oxford comma is a sign of AI"
bestie boo, let me fill you in on something: if you're going to take any part of 'good grammar' and randomly assign it to She's A Witch! AI, you might as well give up. It's over. You're cooked. Anyone who has spent the last decade or more learning to type properly, anyone who has spent any time writing articles/papers/essays that require you to use 'good grammar' is going to fall into that 'oh no it might be AI' trap.
Stop hunting like it's 1692. You're not going to find Goody Proctor at the ChatGPT sacrament. What you're going to do is exactly what happened back then: harming people who've done nothing wrong.
can I reblog this a million times
Everyone can reblog it: you, me, and all our followers.
Does it feel like everyone forgort, or 'forgot', really quickly that the plagerisim machine was built on human work. Every time I hear about something like this, or those stupid AI detectors, I go 'But it was used by humans first, that quite literally the point'
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fox/cody
“Get the hell up,” Fox says, sounding deeply annoyed, though Cody knows him more than well enough to hear the edge of buried concern in it.
That doesn’t help, though; if anything, it makes him want to stand up less, and he shoves himself deeper into the corner behind his bunk, dragging the blanket up over his head. He can be brave and in charge again later, once the shock of looking in the mirror has fully worn off. Now that he’s out of sight of his men, doesn’t have to hold himself together, all Cody wants to do is hide. Just for a minute. Just for now.
“Get out,” he snaps, and the way it vibrates, heavy around the edges in a way voices aren't supposed to be, makes him wince.
Oh.
Oh.
I like this.
More Where That Came From
Rating: T Pairing: Cody/Rex Tags: Making Out, Established Relationship, Teasing, Assholes in Love, Rex in the 212th Attack Battalion Summary: Cody’s in a mood that shouldn’t be indulged—looking for entertainment and a target to provide it. Rex indulges him. With art commissioned from @cacodaemonia!
Rex holds his blasters steady, both up, both aimed down range. He breathes deep, still but not tense. He doesn’t let Cody distract him.
The final round of the sim starts, and Cody sighs, armour clicking as he shifts against the wall behind Rex, watching with a critical eye. If Rex misses because Cody’s here he’ll never hear the end of it.
The first target snaps up at the far end of the range, moving fast from left to right. Rex squeezes the trigger. It pings green, two popping up to replace it. With each target it’s easier to ignore Cody’s eyes burning holes in the back of his skull, slipping into the flow that he needs.
The sim ends, and his scores appear on the terminal. Only one miss, but slower than he’d like. Above general average, but below his.
It’s Cody’s fault.
“That was a little slow for an ARC,” Cody says, as if his PB in twin blasters isn’t lagging behind Rex’s.
“That your professional opinion or a personal one?” Rex slots the sim’s blasters back into their holder by the terminal, collecting his own real ones. “Sir.”
“It can’t be both?” Cody has that tone that Rex is all too familiar with: amused without any of it showing on his face.
Playing with his food.
“No, sir.” Rex finally lets himself look at Cody. His arms are folded loosely over his chest, posture open and calm, his expression mildly curious. He’s so full of shit. “If it’s both, how can I know if I should tell you that I’ll endeavour to do better, sir, or to shove your opinion up your ass if you can make enough space in there next to your head.”
Read the rest on Ao3
Fox, tugging on Jango's shirt: Prime? Jango, raising a brow: You should be with your batch...Who--? Fox, staring into his soul: You can breathe underwater...but you'll die. Jango, taking a step back: WHOSE CLONE IS THIS!? Alpha-17, sweeping Fox up: PRIME, I'M SO SORRY! Jango: Just get him away from me!
Meanwhile, decades earlier: Jaster, in a forest: That plant is poisonous, don't eat it. Kal: I know that Jaster: I was talking to the kid. Bby!Jango, staring up at them with creepily large eyes: You can eat it, but only once. Jaster: Kal: Kal: What the fu-
Chapter 2 is up!
Forgot to do this when I posted it earlier today!
Manifestation(of Truth)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I've gotten back into Star wars, so I'll probably post something in that fandom soon.
Bruce, getting older, starts noticing his eye sight is deteriorating. He doesn't know how badly until his kids help to point it out...
Bruce, sitting at the dining table, squinting at his laptop:
Tim, walking past him, toward he kitchen:
Bruce: Jason?
Tim:
Tim, horrified: What?
Bruce: Oh. Wait. I'm sorry, you had a growth spurt—
Tim, more horrified: WHaT?!
Bruce: I'm sorry— I swear this isn't a grief thing or hallucination—
—
Cassandra, sitting at the bat computer, playing Tetris:
Bruce, from across the batcave, squinting at the blurry blob at the bat computer: . . . Tim, are you looking up gay porn again..?
Cassandra:
Cassandra: again?
Bruce: Wait— Cass, no—
Cassandra, slowly retreating from the bat computer:
Bruce: No, that was a while ago, he was fourteen—
Cassandra: THE BAT COMPUTER?!
Bruce: Yes, the bat computer. Dick looked up worse.
Cassandra: I don't want to hear about any of this.
—
Damian, landing in Bruce's peripheral vision atop a building:
Bruce: Talia?? What are you doing here??
Damian:
Bruce, looking over:
Bruce, squinting:
Bruce: Oh—
Damian: Really?
Bruce: You have her nose!
Damian: Tt. Never offend me or my Mother again, her genetics won out as they were superior to yours, thank goodness. I have more than her nose.
Bruce: . . . I'm sorry?
—
Bernard, chilling at Wayne Manor with Tim:
Bruce, walking in, squinting at them: . . . Stephanie, Cass, did you get haircuts??
Bernard:
Tim:
Bernard: What?
Tim: Are... Is Stephanie and Cass just yuri versions of us??
Stephanie, walking by, holding Cass' hand: You wish! You're yaoi versions of us!
Bruce: Hrn... I might need to get my eyes checked...
Bernard: Tim, do you have a type?
Tim: Yeah. . . People with Daddy issues.
Bernard: That... Checks out.
—
Bruce, walking past a mirror and immediately clutching the wall:
Bruce, looking back at the mirror in horror: . . . I look like my Mother—
—
Jason, sitting on the bat mobiles hood while playing games on his phone:
Bruce, walking into the bat cave and pausing:
Jason: What, old man?
Bruce: . . . I thought you were a clone of me for a second.
Jason:
Bruce:
Jason: Call Leslie.
Bruce: I am.
—
Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: The Empyrean - Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Xaden Riorson/Violet Sorrengail, Xaden Riorson & Garrick Tavis, Xaden Riorson & Sgaeyl, Andarna & Violet Sorrengail & Tairn, Xaden Riorson & Original Male Character(s), Violet Sorrengail & Original Male Character(s), Original Character(s) and Original Character(s) Characters: Xaden Riorson, Violet Sorrengail, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Lilith Sorrengail, Tairn (Empyrean), Sgaeyl (Empyrean), Jack Barlowe Additional Tags: POV Alternating, Depression, References to Depression, POV Violet Sorrengail, Isolation, Angst, Spoilers for Book 2: Iron Flame (Empyrean), Manipulation, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Gaslighting, Intentional Gaslighting, unintentional gaslighting, yes that tagging is intentional, Not Beta Read, By anyone other than me, story's not as bad as the tags make it sound, Kidnapping, rated mature out of paranoia and also swear words Series: Part 1 of The Mind's Eye Summary:
After Threshing, half of the riders quadrant left Basgiath, seeking the truth hidden from them for centuries. The half that stayed were presumed to be loyal to Navarre.
But what if there were those who wanted to go, but could not? What if those people were stopped?
Axel Merdian was a first-year at Basgiath, having finally been allowed to bond his dragon at Threshing. He'd been in the formation when the news broke. He'd tried to leave, but had been stopped, and no one had listened when he'd tried to speak.
(Story is better than summary I promise)
So I finally did it! Posted notice of a fic to Tumblr.
I was rereading some of my posts from 2021 and was reminded of how much meta I used to write so imma share my crazy headcanon/ theory which i thought up as plot for a revolution fic:
RR verse is on the "Olympus will fall" timeline and Zeus' actions are speeding it up.
In the recent decade there has been several great prophecies back to back. And people have remarked how weird it is that there have been so many. What if the reason is because of Zeus?
Remember, in greek mythology there is a major theme of how Your Fate Cannot Be Defied. And Zeus, king of Olympus, has a major Fate: being overthrown. However he managed to "defy" it by eating Metis.
My idea is that he has been forcefully clawing out a future where he is still king of Olympus. By doing this, he is literally changing the flow of fate. And obviously fate wants to correct itself, so the harder he fights it, the more counterforce he triggers. All prophecies meant to lead to his overthrowing are suddenly sped up. Olympus begins to lose power. Zeus is aware of this. He is also aware how people are becoming suspicious. And he needs a scapegoat. And who better than the god of prophecy who is also a threat to the throne?
Apollo mentions that Zeus blamed him for his oracle revealing a prophecy "too early" and therefore causing it to happen early. However, everyone knows it's not possible to actually cause a prophecy to happen early...so why would Zeus even have this weird line of thought? everyone probably dismissed it as Zeus being irrational, but there a juicier theory this ties into:
Apollo being the one to overthrow Zeus.
The idea of "fall of the sun, the final verse". What if this is the final prophecy that is meant to happen before Zeus is overthrown? And what if the fall this speaks of is actually when Apollo fell close to chaos? When he pulled himself together there?
What if he reformed different from his original godly form. He was literally almost gone, his body was disintegrating. Maybe he pulled himself together using the energies of chaos. Apollo himself isn't aware of this, due to a suspicious memory gap between him clawing up from the cliff and him waking up next to Artemis.
And this adds to another headcanon of mine, the fates choose Apollo to be the god of prophecy on purpose. At first glance, this is a horrible match. If they wanted a good servant, why would they choose someone so closely tied to his heart and so likely to fight fate? Someone who dares get them drunk just to extend a human's lifespan? UNLESS... they WANT him to eventually try and defy fate??
Imagine if fate was a compass and Zeus had forcefully wrenched the needle point at a bleak dark future where Olympus falls with him. And this river direction has been set so deeply in stone and run on for so long, it has worn a grove and become the mostly likely future.
you need someone willing to fight, someone to wrench the needle out. SOMEONE FAMILAR WITH FATE AND Prophecy. Someone who has the power to fight it and win. Someone who has the will. Perhaps a baby god who was willing to fight Python, and who would have likely died there. But if he successfully did take on the powers of prophecy, one day that same godling would fight Python again, would absorb the powers of chaos to recreate himself.
Perhaps not today and maybe not even for the next four thousand years
but one day that godling would stare down at that wretched compass hand and decide to yank the flow out of its place. And maybe, that godling means a chance for Olympus to have a different future.
Anyways that's my crazy theory i hope it wasn't too confusing. It also links up with my other story theme idea about fate, hope and apollo blah blah blah, which i rambled about in a different post.
Edit: just remembered my other crazy thought, what if ZEUS PURPOSEFULLY TRIED TO GET RID OF APOLLO NOT ONLY CAUSE HE IS A THREAT TO THE THRONE BUT ALSO BECAUSE AS THE GOD OF PROPHECY HE IS MOST LIKELY TO REALIZE SOMETHING IS WRONG AND THAT ZEUS IS MESSING WITH FATE?!???? Basically pulling a imma say you're the murderer before u realise im the murderer. (i cant remember the actual saying Lmaoo)
YOU PUT IT INTO WORDS!
This is what I've thought since reading the tower of Nero, but i always knew something was up with the memory wipe thing. Why wipe Apollos memories when what you want him to do requires his memories? And the Six month gap never made sense.
And he was completely mortal! He never had the option of nectar/ambrosia to heal himself, which I think wasn't the case in the other times this happened. It makes sense if Zeus was trying to kill him.
And the ending of Tower of Nero made this make sense to me. Because Apollo pulled himself up. None of the other gods came to help him(Unless I misremember). He did it all on his own, and seemed to gain his divinity on the way up.
Plus, if I remembered correctly, Zeus was not happy to see him in that meeting. And Apollo's own words called Zeus a tyrant(or something along those lines) ruling over a false democracy.
TLDR: I think you're right.
Calypso having to catch up with a lot of old things she was familiar with looking different now and Apollo's selective ignorance on things he should know are a phenomenal combo tbh
I think it would be super funny if Caligula and Nero bullied Commodus over Apollo. In every way possible. But particularly;
Caligula: how the actual hell did you manage to pull him?
Commodus: excuse me??!!!?!??!??
Nero: i question his taste, honestly.
Commodus: i will kill you both first chance I get.
Caligula: of course you will — oh, would you prefer it if we happened to be in the bath at the time?
Nero: I could pretend to be poisoned beforehand for extra drama
Caligula: *laughs* don’t do that your acting sucks *laughs again*
Commodus: …fuck you both.
Nero: no thanks, i don’t share his bad taste.
Caligula: *chuckling* pass.
Commodus: … *squints*
Commodus, suddenly grinning: I wouldn’t be so full of yourselves, you know.
Caligula & Nero: mmm?
Commodus: he’s your ancestor.
Caligula & Nero: and that’s relevant how?
Commodus: meaning — you better watch what you say. Because I fucked your grandfather.
Caligula & Nero: …
Commodus: not so smug now, HUH?
Caligula: … he still has shit taste.
Nero: agreed.
Commodus:
I need them to be Haters™️