STARS MF

I ramble on about space, stars, and my favorite fandoms! I also post photos now and then.

[thestarsandthewind]

Hi! My name is Stars. I love to read, play Zelda games, do photography, and all things astronomy related. She/Her. Feel free to chat!

Favorite fandoms:

Linked Universe, Legend of Zelda games, Critical Role, Tiny Glade, Good Omens

Tags:

Daily sky for photography

Stars's words for poetry and talking

Art for art

[sailor-moon-moon]

*SPIDERMAN BRAND NEW DAY SPOILERS*

The way that even without any Cosmic Bullshit or Xmen stuff (both great) this is still the best Jean adaptation we’ve gotten maybe ever… like yes she is full of love and rage and anger at how unfair the world is to people she loves and when she snaps she decides that maybe the rest of the world isn’t worth caring about but also she cares so much about the world and people who love her!!! She is an apathetic cosmic entity and also she’s a teenage girl she’s angry and she cares so much and all of it is motivated by love…. I’d say we’re so back but we’ve never been here before. Anyhow to those of you who haven’t read the comics, I have the absolute joy to tell you that aside from probably a few minor personality changes that can be explained by a different backstory and era, THIS is Jean Grey.

[tiffycat]

Should've brought a coat if you're gonna complain

[kwwas]

he has no idea what he's doing

original:

[mili-milo-process-graveyard]

They're on a lunch break (soup again).

I haven't seen the newest season of X-Men 97 because i am NOT getting a disney+ subscription, but I imagine it's pretty good. Here's a comic dedicated to Scott Summer's enfatuation with soup and Kurt's oddly cat-shaped sillouhette.

[tanadrin]

So one of the things that can apparently contribute to kidney issues in cats is if they eat too much dry food and don't drink enough water; cats are adapted to get a lot of their water from their food since they're originally desert animals, and might not get enough water if they don't eat wet food. Unfortunately, Dozy won't eat wet food no matter what; she categorically refuses to touch the stuff. So a few months ago, we were looking for ways to get Dozy more fluids, and my wife noticed at the pet store a cat drink--basically meat broth with some floaty bits in--that was low-protein and meant for cats with kidney issues. So we figured, worth a try, right?

Great news: she loved it. Super tasty apparently. Great success. Along with the kidney-sensitive treats we found, it was a nice way to supplement her diet. Unforseen long-term consequence though: she loved it so much she began demanding it throughout the day. Like, would come up to us and meow, and meow, and meow, and not stop, until we got up, went to the kitchen, and got her some cat drink.

And by doing so on demand, we have unfortunately created a monster: no matter what we are doing at home, Dozy knows that if she sits next to you and meows, 1) you know what she wants, and 2) you know that she will not stop until you get it for her now. And when you do get it, she gets extremely excited. She will bum rush the kitchen door as you enter. She will run around your feet as you open the can. She will let out the creakiest, crunchiest, most nails-on-the-chalkboard meow you've ever heard if she thinks you're not going fast enough.

I do not begrudge her this. It is gratifying to care for a creature whose most ardent desires are so simple that it is this easy to fulfill them. But I am a little sad, because I know in my heart that I have never loved any comestible as much as she loves this cat drink. She has a pleasure of a purity and intensity that I will never know.

[the creacher in question]

[teaboot]

Nothing on earth could have prepared me for the fucking face of Dozy

[papayafromtv]

codependent league brothers Damian and Jason who are so used to being side-by-side and able to communicate 24/7 that living in different parts of Gotham after Damian is introduced to Bruce and Jason becomes the Red Hood is basically torture for them. they’re not within earshot of each other for the first time in over five years and. they don’t take to it well. they end up getting tiny bluetooth ear pieces to keep in one ear so that they can be in a call with each other all day every day without anybody getting suspicious, and it works really well. it’s certainly not an issue for Jason, who lives alone and isn’t really close enough to anybody else for them to notice if he seems to talk to himself on the regular. the issue, of course, is that Damian lives in the manor with the rest of the family. and it is a little hard for them not to notice their youngest talking to air all throughout the day. especially because Damian doesn’t even really hide it, he just keeps talking to nothing in front of them all and then telling them to mind their business when they ask what the fuck he’s talking about.

~at breakfast~

*the bats chilling at the dining table, eating food*

Bruce, to Tim: so i got that meeting moved to Thursday, and we can talk to the board this afternoon about those plans you discussed with me last night.

Tim: oh, cool. so i’ll come to your office at like, three i guess?

Bruce: sounds good to me.

Jason, in Damian’s ear as he grocery shops in Crime Alley: neat, there’s a three for two offer on that ice cream brand i like. i’ve been craving ice cream all weekend.

Damian, not looking up from his cereal: you should try the new flavour they came out with, it has caramel in it.

Jason: oooh, good shout,

the rest of the table:

Bruce: what was that, chum?

Damian, glancing up at them: i wasn’t talking to you.

Jason: so rude, interjecting themselves into our conversations like that.

Damian: i know, right?

Tim, baffled: …what the fuck is happening?

Bruce decides that Damian must just have an imaginary friend or something, so he leaves it be. honestly, anything even remotely childlike Damian is willing to do in public is a massive step forward in Bruce’s eyes, so he’s pretty happy to pretend like nothing’s changed. he even takes part in the conversation sometimes, when he can pick up context simply from what Damian says and has something potentially helpful to add. confused but not willing to look a gift horse in the mouth, Damian occasionally ends up acting as a go-between while Bruce unknowingly has conversations with his dead son, which is weirdly healing for Jason even though Bruce has no idea what he’s really doing.

~Damian quietly drawing in the corner of Bruce’s office while Bruce works~

Jason, in Damian’s ear, as he tries to fix a leak in his apartment: i don’t even understand where the water’s coming from- *grunt* i swear i turned off the valve!

Damian, mildly: this is the third time your sink has broken, at this point just pay for a professional.

Bruce: ?

Jason: i’m not paying some shmuck to do something i can do myself perfectly well.

Damian: except you can’t do it perfectly well, you’ve been trying to do it perfectly well for the past forty-five minutes and you haven’t even located where the leak is.

Jason: shut up, i’m getting there.

Bruce:

Bruce, wants to bond with Damian and encourage his make-believe: *tentatively* try feeling along the p-trap with a paper towel…?

Damian: *blinks over at him*

Jason, can hear Bruce through Damian’s earpiece: it’s not the p-trap, i checked that.

Damian: …it isn’t the p-trap.

Bruce: then maybe put the plug in and fill the basin with water; it could be an issue with the drain strainer.

Damian:

Jason: ….hold on.

*a minute later*

Jason: ohhhh i got you, motherfucker! i got it!

Damian: it was the drain strainer?

Jason: it’s the drain strainer! tell B thanks.

Damian: thank you, Father.

Bruce, oddly proud of himself: no problem! you know if you’re interested in fixing things, Damian, i could always show you how to-

Damian: i have no interest in mechanical endeavours whatsoever.

Bruce:

Bruce: alright then.

Dick is a little concerned that Damian’s hallucinating or hearing voices at first, but he eventually subscribes to Bruce’s imaginary friend theory and responds pretty much in the same way. the only other theory that keeps cropping up is Tim’s theory, which develops after Damian doesn’t realise Tim’s in the same room as him and mid-debate about the best type of poison firmly refers to Jason by his full government name. this leads Tim to decide that Damian can commune with the dead, and is being haunted/followed around by the friendly ghost of the second Robin. Tim then becomes worried that he’s upset Jason’s ghost when he became Robin, and starts flitting about Damian nervously while trying to find out if there’s a way to make peace with Jason’s restless spirit.

Damian goes with it because he thinks it’s funny.

Tim: is it like- is it an unfinished business thing? is he trapped to this mortal realm with no way to pass on? do we need to help him???

Damian, baffled:

Jason, having the time of his life: tell him my ghost wants twenty dollars.

Damian: *snorts*

Tim, looking around frantically: what’d he say?!?!?!

Damian: nothing.

Jason: no, shut up, tell him i want twenty dollars.

Damian: no, piss off.

Tim: tell me!

Damian: ….he says he wants twenty dollars.

Tim: …why would a ghost want twenty dollars?

Jason: to buy stuff from the ghost vending machine. obviously.

Damian: ok. you’re an idiot.

Tim: what’s he saying?

*noise of water from the earpiece*

Damian: …are you taking a fucking shower right now?

Jason: what, ghosts cant have showers? listen- you gotta tell him that to get physical items into the spirit realm you have to burn them as sacrifice. we’re gonna get him to set all his shit on fire.

Damian: why would you want everything to be set on fire?

Jason: dunno. bored.

Tim: he wants us to set stuff on fire? *slightly worried* …is he a vengeful ghost?

Damian:

Damian: why can’t you just be like Father and presume i’m simply a whimsical child?

Tim: …?

the family literally only finds out that Jason and Damian have been in a constant never-ending phone call when Jason finally ends up back with the family and joins them on a group patrol, and three minutes into being in the same vicinity Damian complains about the feedback-echo and digs the earpiece out. family patrol night rapidly devolves into a Gotham-wide screaming match as everybody indignantly tries to come to terms with the fact that Damian’s been fucking perma-skyping Jason for the past year and a half without telling them, while Jason delights in telling them all the stupid shit he’s heard through Damian’s earpiece while they haven’t known he’s listening.

[djarinmuse]

I literally love all of you, but as a Tumblr veteran, Tumblr's main feature is the reblog feature. It is the beating heart of the dashboard and the foundation for a chronological timeline. The For You page here should not be your default setting.

You guys have got to start reblogging stuff you enjoy, especially, specifically gifs and fan art but also fics and fan theories or even hot takes if you're not afraid of a lil discourse. I'm tired of being the first or third reblog for a person's post and then seeing my blog's followers do nothing but hit like, while blogs sit there with no new posts in months or years!

Reblog more stuff please. Thank you, have a good day.

You're not even going to reblog this post are you 🫩

[linkeduniverse]

North West basement 5

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[rynsketches]

post ch 88:

it was made with love!!! love is stored in the bugs!

Bonus

babygirl is STRESSED

[gatatigre]

What bros even crashing tf out about…

You can find the original here

[yuumei-art]

For this Witch Hat Monday I drew Coco in a Starry Night Dress! It's a continuation of the Starry Night Hat I painted a while back :)

Time lapse below, the full hours long art videos, PSD file and HD image will be DMed on Patreon the 5th of each month :)

[yuumei-art]

It's once again Witch Hat Monday!

I don't want Qifrey to become a Brimmed Hat, but if he did, this is the design that would cause me the most emotional damage. My headcanon is that Olly made the tassel glow to keep Qifrey warm, despite it all...

[yuumei-art]

I can't believe today is the last Witch Hat Monday for a while 😭

I don't want to see anyone become a brimmed hat but boy do I love designing brim hats for everyone. For Richeh I think she would look cool with her crystal ribbons forming the hat, and the scale wolf cloak would compliment it all.

Tetia is next for a hat design! I'm thinking something with clouds and either a dragon or a Brushbully ;) The hours long painting video, HD image, and PSD file will be DMed on my Patreon

[yuumei-art]

Brim hat design for Tetia based on her desire to have a hat with two cones! The brim is made of clouds like her special spell, and a Brush Buddy plus Brush Bully because I love them ❤️ I also painted her hair using the same brush as the Starry Night Coco dress. Her curly waves gave off that flowy Van Gogh vibe✨

The hours long painting videos, HD images and PSD Files will be DMed on the 5th of each month on Patreon.com.Yuumei

[artyphex]

Making Arkco the linchpin for Orufrey finally happening in my very unserious fic is making me laugh. Your dads catch you being gay after dinner and it's the most mortifying thing that has ever happened to you. Then the next day your dads announce that they're actually EXTREMELY gay, and yeah, you knew that, but why'd they announce that NOW??? Is your thunder stolen??? It's a weird Friday

[lettuccine]

role swap? age swap?