Blue Sky, Twitch, TikTok, Red Note, Deviant Art, Art Fight, Toy House: MixterLogan
Ao3, Flight Rising: MixterGlacia
Fur Affinity: MadamGlacia
I'll be here until every light goes out.
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Since this is up here, if you're a Helluverse fan I highly advise you block the tags Vivziepop Critical and Stolitz Critical. Also, Spindlehorse Critical and Hussie Critical. I'm not as active on my end anymore, but I'm a fairly frequent critic and I don't want you to find something that would ruin your fun. (no, you're not a bad person for liking her stuff. you do you, babes!)
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I KNOW WE DONT HAVE AN OFFICIAL SHIP NAME, BUT IT SHOULD BE ANGLERBUTCHER!!!!! ELLI IS LIKE AN ANGLERFISH BECAUSE SHE DANGLES FREEDOM AND LIGHT IN FRONT OF SIMON!!!!!!!
As for Bloodshed, all i can think of is @mixterglacia's interpretation of Elli, I got so confused before I realized it was their new ship name
AnglerButcher is the name I was told folks were using! When I first started writing for them, I was calling it Fishmonger, but never stated that anywhere so I officially put my approval on AnglerButcher!
Grace's weathered face creased as he smiled at Rocky. The Eridian was trembling as he returned after seeing Adrian and LG out.
Grace's orders.
"It's a beautiful day Rock'."
"You always say that." He snorted, crawling up onto the bed. Careful not to injure the human's delicate skin.
"Because it's always true." He reached down and stroked the smooth xenonite suit. "Especially when you're here with me...sorry about kicking Adrian and LG out."
"They understand." He reassured him. "I'm sorry we couldn't fix the-..." He felt his vents burbling with raw grief.
"Dementia." Grace reminds him. "Don't be sorry. Even Earth couldn't figure it out. I'm sorry I couldn't stay longer...you shouldn't have to see me like this."
Rocky is frustrated. Of course he is. "I promised I'd bring you home...I never wanted you to die here..."
His dearest Grace shook his head. "How many times do I have to tell you? I am home. Earth was where I was born. Erid is where my heart is. Where you are. I couldn't imagine dying without you by my side."
"I don't think I'll be the same after this..." He can hear his vents bubbling. Fuck, he always was the worst at goodbyes...
"Can I share a lyric from an old musical with you?" Grace asked softly. He doesn't wait for permission before continuing. "You'll be with me, like a handprint on my heart. And now whatever way our stories end, I'll know you have rewritten mine...by being my friend."
They lapse into silence after that. Rocky studying and mapping out every aging line of his Grace, comparing it to the man he met a meager 60 years ago.
"...The sun is going down, Rock'. It's time." Grace turned to Armando.
His song stuttered.
Rocky begins to breakdown into sobs. "I-I love you, Grace."
"I love you too, buddy...you'll watch me sleep?"
"Always. You sleep...I'll observe."
And his rhythm would slowly slip from Erid's. The one heartbeat he'd always be able to detect without thinking had finally come to its end. Rocky could hear what would come to be known as the Great Mourning Thrum spreading out from the dome. Everyone knew by the end of that week.
But he knew first. Just like Grace wanted.
(Decided to do another take on my 'canon' end for Grace, this time from Rocky's perspective. I don't like it as much, but you can read that over here. Still fun though!)
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Another design is using 2 20x25x1 filters, taping them to the sides of the box fan and then to each other so they sort of make a triangle, then cutting cardboard to make a top and bottom to the triangle.
This was discovered as a more effective design during the 2020 US west coast fires.
I’ve personally used both the flat single-filter version AND the triangular two-filter version, and based on subjective personal experience I would argue that the benefits from the second filter, both in terms of airflow and filtration, are absolutely worth it. If you need a makeshift air filter and you have two filters to work with, build the triangle (if not the box, i have no idea how good that one works but based on the info here i presume it’s a fair bit better.)
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for any aspiring technophiles that wish to draw armando, here's the super-ref I've recently updated with the new pics we got from deleted scenes.
with close-up pics of Armando's joints, it's 'face/s', size comparisons, and clear views of the Thai writing on its side. I need to work on possibly getting more references for its arm attachments !
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Hola, estoy escribiendo esto por la noche porque me dió la loquera y se me ocurrió una idea SUPER buena de Grendel x Torres ( intenté escribirla por Ao3 pero me lo coloca como Spam ), más o menos va así:
El papá de Torres está desolado por la desaparición repentina de su hijo hace 4 años, pero de pronto siente una presencia detrás suyo, apenas hablo y reconoció al instante a Torres, pero no espero ver estaba muy cambiado ( del buen sentido ) si no que también ver qué había alguien que lo acompañaba, quién diría que su hijo le tiraba a esas mañas.
Me ENCANTARÍA ver este concepto del suegro odiando al esposo de su hijo con estos tres, amaría si lo hicieras realidad.
Pdt: Si quieres también le puedes colocar que también que tuvieron hijos y lo llevaron a conocer al abuelo, esto quiero que tú lo elijas si colocarlo o no, ya que siento que mi pedido está muy fuerte.
Y nada, aquí te dejo mi humilde ofrenda para ver si es elegida para ser ilustrada en tus bellas palabras. Chao y besos en el rabo ❤️🔥🗣️
Filled!
I'm sorry for how short it is. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!
It can be sobering, you know. When your son vanishes without a trace.
John was the wildcard of the family. Always had been. Trying to push every little button he could find. More often than not, this resulted in fines (or having to be bailed out). But rarely?
It made his boy a war hero.
But none of that mattered when he just disappeared. Like a morning fog burning off. Unlike that, though, John didn't come back. Four years as of last week. Leaving his father bobbing in the ripples of his wake.
If there's one thing he learned in his time with his son, however, it's that things always change in the ways you least expect them.
Now, he isn't sure he expected that to mean that his lost boy would turn up in the dead of night asking him to stay calm. And he especially didn't anticipate him to be shadowed by a ten foot tall wall of muscles.
It took him time to adjust.
He's more than happy to see John. He'd gotten much stronger himself. Angles that were once soft could practically be used to chisel stone. He was also more confidant in his movement. No longer stumbling over his own feet.
But strangest of all?
He was with the hulking alien. He didn't even know his son was interested in men, let alone willing to go this far, but…they seemed happy. Despite his reservations, John clearly was a better man because of this new partner.
They even mentioned adopting children!
Children. His Johnny, who always seemed destined to leave a trail of broken hearts, was talking about starting a family.
So who was he to try and put a stop to this? If he did, his son could easily just vanish again. If he wanted to stay in his life, he had to tolerate this terrifying beast he'd chosen. He'd done his best to do the 'if you hurt him, you'll regret it' schpiel, but this Warlord's bicep was the size of his chest.
The sentiment seemed to charm him, however.
Through the translator they'd strapped to his wrist, he'd respond. "I assure you, I am known for my kindness to my mates. There is no honor in taking advantage of him. I admire your protectiveness of your pup."
