stardust;

all of time and space, and you ended up here? - tracking #tsukana - gif requests open

[revilonilmah]

Waiting for the Summer rain to pass

[sugarsylvie]

Eevee finally accepts the cone!

[tsukana]

on god tho wada was KILLINGGGG IT!!! in sets 4 and 5. holy shit.

[tsukana]

LETS FUCKING GOOOOO JAPAN MADE IT TO THE VNL FINALS!!!!

[tsukana]

my ass been sooooo inconsistent abt tumblr and idk why

[espiricalesper]

turns out you only need three things to survive the apocalypse (total collapse of human society and takeover by aliens for an intergalactic game show):

your ex-girlfriend’s prizewinning persian cat

the system ai’s foot fetish (your feet, specifically)

anticapitalist RAGE

[mintmatcha]

love arranged marriage unfortunately. the idea of being married to a knight who's not even in the city, but away on the front lines. it's a benefit for your family, so they dont even question sending you to his home to await his return...

[mintmatcha]

you meet him three months into the arrangement. He arrives after the sun has already set, his features set strong in the candlelight. His body is heavy with exhaustion and tension, his eyes dull and tired.

you've grown to hate this place, this castle gifted to him for war victories. The halls are barren, the garden yet to bloom. The maids are pleasant, but they keep their distance, as if you'll strike. Maybe your husband is the kind to hit. You wouldn't know.

When he looks at you, it's only in short bursts, his eyes suddenly low. There's a long stretch of silence between you and you consider introducing yourself, but decide against it. He knows who you are.

"The maid is drawing me a bath," he says suddenly and a sick feeling pours over you. This day was always coming, but you aren't sure you're ready to lay under a stranger.

"Am I expected to join?" you ask and his nose crinkles.

"No." He steps back and away. His departure is brisk and driven. You retire for the night by yourself and awake alone. Your husband is set to leave again in a few hours; a few soldiers have already gathered in the front garden.

"Don't you wish to give your new wife a goodbye?" one asks, unaware of your open window. "One night and you've already had your fill? Or has she been filled too much?"

"I refuse to believe she is real!" says another. "What kind of woman has worn down our brute and turned him into a family man? Should we expect a gaggle of children in the upcoming year?"

Your husband growls. "You will leave the poor lamb alone. She suffers enough."

That softens you. Just a bit. You rise from you bed and go to the window, leaning out enough to catch the men's attention.

"Until next time."

He watches you, expression caught between more emotions that you can count, then turns his gaze back to his mount. The two men share a look, wide, wide grins on their faces.

"Until next time," he repeats back.

[mintmatcha]

In his absence, he sends gifts. They are tiny things, sweets and oiled combs and scented oils and a porcelain figure of a cat, aimless in their direction towards you. Just simple niceties he could give to any woman in the world. You imagine he sends one to the lovers he has in every city as well.

(he must have lovers, you imagine. He hasn't touched you; he must be getting his fill with women in other cities, maybe women he actually loves. these are trinkets to keep his wife amused while she wastes away.)

none of the gifts come with a note.

one day a bolt of fabric arrives, yellow and ornate. It's only a small amount, not enough to make a dress, but enough for you to unravel and admire. It's beautiful and clearly expensive, golden threads woven into flowers and vines. Your father was a silk merchant; while you never wore the silks, you can recognize their quality.

the following week, the delicious man rides up on his steeds and presents a letter. The handwriting is rough. Knights that come from the lower class do not have the schooling of highborns; as fair as you know, your husband was born a street rat and worked his way theough the ranks to glory.

-I have been told by my secund that I did not send you enuf fabric for a gown. I do not no these things.

The spelling mistakes screw a smile out of you.

"Wait a moment." You stop the boy before he can leave. "I wish to send something back."

You take your time and use your finest calligraphy, tucking your note in with a handkerchief you had spent the week on. It's fine work-- one that would please even the hardest of hearts.

-Dearest husband,

Please take this handkerchief as a sign of my thoughts.

Your patient and thoughtful wife

A second letter arrives within the week.

-are you cros with me? A scrap of fabric for a scrap of fabric?

The response is what makes you cross. The poor messenger boy has to stay the night while you percolate over a response.

-Dearest, sweetest husband,

A handkerchief is a traditional gesture of affection. I have embroidered the edges by hand, with your family name and your roses, and it smells of my perfume. It is a piece of me for you to carry. If you do not appreciate my kindness or if you think it will turn away your lovers, you may return it. I do not wish it wasted on you.

Your less than patient and less than adoring wife

The poor boy scatters off in the morning and returns a few days later.

tortured wife,

I wil cherish it. I am sory, pour lam. I wil do better.

your loving husband

[pollsforadults]

You get transported into the universe of the last media you consumed. How are you doing?

This is better than my real life

I'm doing well

I'm doing fine

I'm not having a good time

I'm absolutely cooked

There is nothing different about this universe and my own

Voting ended onMay 29

[30trillioncellsinatrenchcoat]

It’s such a crime of Dungeon Crawler Carl to make all of the insane Zev character development on floor five happen entirely offscreen and only vaguely mentioned. I’d read a whole book of just whatever the fuck Zev was going through

[caimanartsblog]

Carl is "avoids politically charged language but holds beliefs he doesn't realise are political" to a hilarious extent. He incited revolution against an empire live on TV. He planted a bomb on a political agent. He made speeches about how the rich and powerfull are assholes. Cuba? oh, he doesn't know about Cuba, he's not interested in politics.

[tizzymcwizzy]

for the final project in my riso & letterpress class i created an artist's book about the last few weeks of my final semester at school! there was this very special collision of the artemis II mission, watching project hail mary, and spending time with my friends that gave me some really precious memories that ill treasure forever :)

[cute-catts]

kitty car 🐱

[ruffboi-mags]

soundonsoundonsoundon!!!!!!!

[cosmicrhetoric]

pratchett is such an insanely good writer like it still floors me sometimes how good he was at putting together a book. you read the phrase "you do the job that's in front of you" one million times in night watch and sometimes it's about vimes stepping into his mentor's role in history and sometimes it's about cops who keep their heads down when bad things happen to people and sometimes it's about clearing off your own gravestone every year and sometimes it's just about surviving the barricades and the phrase picks up steam and meaning every single time until you get to the end. the revolution was always going to happen and the lilac was always going to bloom. they did the job they didn't have to do and they died for it🪻🥚

[theshehulkproject]

Some D&D party is out there playing the coolest campaign ever.

[nonasuch]

I saw this when it was posted! Some highlights from the comments:

[lockoutkey]

hey key im back from the dead aka me forgetting tumblr exists for like a half a year. anyways how far into one piece are you now?????

rn i’m at enies lobby and questioning everyone’s decisions

[harley-the-pancake]

HI TSU I OWN A ONE PIECE NOW

[lockoutkey]

What Does This Mean

[harley-the-pancake]

I own a one piece

[tsukana]

you own a one piece AND AN APOTHECARY DIARIES!!!! handshake i own the same volume of the manga plus the first volume of the novel lol

[theowlburrow]

Video games 🎮

[tsukana]

you haven’t been here since opla s2 thots on it?

havent watched past the first part of them landing on little garden i think?? general thoughts up to there were fantastic casting and that sax soundtrack bit from whiskey peak absolutely slapped.

i thought it really interesting that theres a bigger emphasis on the baroque works-marines b-plot alongside the main storyline? i remember seeing a post on insta pointing out that bringing that focus into the story was possibly an effect of the medium change and considering that there has to be some kind of focus story to engage the recurring characters bc otherwise it would rly suck for the actors? and i remember going oh yeah thats an interesting point.

i got distracted by some other stuff though and havent finished opla s2 since rip

[lockoutkey]

I WAS JUST IN A STORE WITH DUNGEON CEAWLER CARL DO I READ IT

[tsukana]

YES. YES DO IT DO IT