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Some sleeping headcanons/musings with Blade ships.
Because I've gotten used to Blade always behind Eiden in h rooms I just assume he naturally drifts there. Also he must like being the big spoon but I wonder if it's uncomfortable to the small spoon if they are not uh arching their back lol (Cue Eiden with a perpetual diamond shaped embossing on his back).
I also pictured Kuya at some point falling asleep on his chest and waking with the gem imprinted on his face.
I think, when it comes to BladeEi, Blade might sleep on his side with his arm Pause, I just remembered Blade doesn't sleep. But yeah he might wrap his arm around Eiden and watch him sleep from the side (kind of like when Eiden was hurt, just close enough to be near but not hurt him or disturb his sleep). Or maybe let him use his arm as a pillow.
(Blade does fall asleep when very tired; there's this moment in his idol intimacy rooms where Eiden even carries him to his room, but I wonder if he like, just dragged him there, let him support himself on his shoulder, or bridal carried him or what. There's no way Blade is light lol).
When it comes to BladeKuya. I have no idea how Kuya sleeps but I want to think he curls up sometimes like foxes do. Maybe it's easier to spoon him like that. Unless he's facing Blade in that case he might really end up with his face right smack on the gem. If he sleeps straight like a log (or a corpse) I can imagine Blade just resting his head a little above his shoulder, just to be a tiny bit close if Kuya's not in the mood to have him all over.
Does Rin sleep... Maybe I'm projecting but I get the feeling he would have trouble sleeping or sleep very late. Cue Blade offering all sorts of assistance and care. He might be the only one that likes laying on Blade's chest and fiddling with the gem (something about being surrounded by crystals in the cave all the time) as Blade sings him lullabies.
When it comes to Bladante. Again I have no idea what habit he has but I get the feeling he would not want to let Blade wrap himself around him, big spoon or otherwise. Probably would set some boundaries about watching him sleep too (Blade's already used to pretending to sleep at the mansion so it's ok). After a little bit of laying side by side Dante will just pull him closer and over his chest. (Blade goes snork mimimimi as he huddles closer).
I have doomed myself to always think of Kiran whenever (a)chirality is mentioned. In organic chem. I'm cooked for the rest of the semester
Anyway here's a doodle
Puppet by John Michael Howell has been playing on repeat in my brain for a couple o days now so I finally drew something for it. No you don't get any context yet this is only the trailer era of their story/silly
"...We know those are udon noodles."
- Mind flayer, about the goblins' attempt to disguise as illithid
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I learned my name from concrete from the way it scraped my knees and still let me stand back up The streets changed me not kindly but honestly
Night was my roof Sirens were lullabies Hunger was a clock that never stopped ticking I counted time in bus stops in half cigarettes in doors that didn’t open
I watched the world through glass restaurants glowing like promises families laughing like it was inherited I learned early how to want quietly how to make need invisible
My pockets held nothing but I carried everything fear, pride, survival dreams folded small so they wouldn’t get stolen Trust was a luxury item Hope came used, it at all
People looked through me like I was part of the sidewalk Others looked at me like a warning sign No one asked where I was going they assumed it was nowhere
But these streets taught me things no classroom ever could how to read footsteps how to sleep light how to be unbreakable and broken at the same time
I’m not made of pity I’m made of nights that didn’t kill me of mornings I survived anyway I am proof that even abandoned places can raise something breathing something stubborn something alive
I have so goddamn many posts that are stuck in my head, but the combination of ADHD and general language processing dysfunction are making it impossible to do anything with them. As if I want to be analyzed but I cannot spit enough of the data out into the petri dish for you all to see and interact with. Augh! I need some aspiring would-be-journo who wants to, like, interview me and then write the assuredly-epic Tumblr post series that results from it. Except interviewing would be awkward, it doesn't quite work that way, we'd have to .... like, mindmeld first for a few months until i had no filter left. Anyway, that thought process started out with "I swear, there is no place on this earth where I actually fit in and belong, I'm never going to find home."
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