never trust a survivor

i’m moving blogs!

this would have been probably smarter to do before i got back here but i wanted to see if i actually feel like being here for more than a day. url stays the same so i’m @whattheflark. this blog here gets archived. i just don’t think there’s any chance for me to organize a seven year old blog in retrospective.

this isn’t a soft reboot either — i’m literally just moving everything over. i’ll queue this several times, too! 

alright alright i guess @cosmicskrull​ gets this blog now, i mean, i don’t know my character anyway so definitely an improvement for everyone involved 

“The Sword and The Shield are symbols known throughout the universe, in thousands of cultures and in billions of tales. When I say you’re my ‘SWORD’ I don’t mean it in the Arthurian way. I mean you’re my power. My strength, my reach and my wrath in one form, acting in my stead… because a Goddess isn’t supposed to get her dress dirty fighting her own battles anymore.”

She missed the days of yore. When Zeus and Kratos roamed the realms, and anyone could catch a beating if they so deserved it. Now, she had to hide behind bureaucracy and proxies.

“It’s this philosophy I’ve adopted since I glowed up. My right and left hands, my shields and my swords… For reference, Quasar is a SHIELD. He’s kind and caring and lovely, whereas you will shoot first and have me ask questions later.”

Next Song? Two of Hearts.

“We’re headed to a splinter colony of Skrulls that don’t know Kly'bn is dead. I’m going to try to convince them to adjust their worship patterns to a living deity. I expect resistance, but nothing too crazy. Plus Halal~ Can’t forget about that.”

WHICH TRADITIONAL JAPANESE AESTHETIC CONCEPT SPEAKS TO YOUR SOUL ?

物の哀れ mono no awaremono no aware, literally ‘the pathos of things’, refers to the awareness of impermanence and a poignant feeling of transience in the passing of lives and objects, expressed in Japanese art for example by falling blossoms, the changes of the moon and the passing of the seasons. mono no aware is felt by the ‘heart-mind’ (the Japanese word ‘kokoro’ means both heart and mind) as it experiences something singular. The overall impact of this aesthetic principle is to recognize the impermanence of everything that exists and to create a deeper connection with it because of its fleeting nature, appreciating the bittersweet beauty of change in itself.

tagged by @cosmicskrull

tagging idk whatever blog @hellishmoth wants to do it on

                     ❝   𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒  𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆  that cannot be broken.   ❞       be it something so fragile as an oath ,  or the very fabric of reality itself  -  the titan has known  &  committed both with little regret.    previously paying the half - terran little notice ,  he turns to the little thing with a glint of wry amusement.       ❝   indeed ,  you would know all about breaking oaths ,  quill.   no ?   or trust in general.   consider me impressed the kyln doesn’t exhibit your name again.   ❞

@whattheflark​ said :  ❛ There is no such thing as an oath that can not be broken. ❜

i’ve been retconning my own lore since i’ve been gone last time so i guess i should reintroduce myself

hi, i’m myles, they/them, asexual genderfluid sapphic/enbian with unmedicamented adhd so my mind is as cluttered as my blog, i’ve been around this blog for seven years with long breaks in between, and i’m not uuhhhh very fond of the mcu version of my son. 

no need for awkward first interactions either, just yell at me as if we’ve been friends for ten years or more. 

“Mm, definitely not true.” She smiled, leaning back in her seat so she could track him as he stalked toward his warm broth. “If there’s one thing you can expect of Peter Quill, it’s that he will be dishonest to mortal opposition, but unflinchingly honest toward the ‘right’ move.”

'Right’ in the subjective, selfish sense. Certainly not in the moral sense of the word. No, morals were foreign to both of their decision engines. That’s why they were buddies~

“You’ll recognize them, immediately, my love. They’ll be the ones not prostrating themselves before me.” The arrival of a NEW GOD was often met with dissent. Such was life, and death in this case, she’d stopped batting her eyes about it.

“If anyone asks, when we arrive, you’re a SWORD of Balance. It should offer you protection at first.”