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#anyway i had a lot of fun making this. trying to make art for fun and for me again. 2024.

b0r3dtod3ath · 20 hours

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Hello hi!

Can you do a challengers fic?

Art x reader, where he and reader had a flirty relationship but he started to experiment with tashi and patrick and she was like "well, it happens" but the trio didnt work out so he tried to recandle that dinamic between him and reader but she lost all the atraction to him.

(lots of groveling)

Thank you!

Thank you for the request!

Warnings: Mention of an injury, curse words.

You and Art have been friends since middle school and since then he was always by your side. Your shared interest in tennis and joint decision about applying to Stanford resulted in you two being inseparable best friends. Well, maybe not really. Your relationship was quite hard to describe. People constantly mistook you for a couple but in reality you were just really close. Sure, there were a lot of flirtatious moments, some may even say romantic, but you never thought about it too deeply, thinking that it’s just the way Art is.

Each morning he knocked vigorously on your dorm room door. “You need to wake up! We need to go.” The sight that he sees when you open the door always makes his heart skip a beat. Messy hair and a toothbrush in your mouth give him a glimpse of what it would be like if he was living with you. “Good morning!” He gives you a beautiful smile as he hands you a coffee in your favorite thermos. He insists on doing it because “it saves time in the morning as he’s up anyways”. Oh and also when you finish he takes the cup back to clean it so he doesn't bother you in the morning. His friend Patrick has always made fun of him for those small gestures but he recently got a girlfriend so he’s busy. Actually, you have heard of Tashi. She attends your school and you were supposed to play against her in a local tournament. You have heard that she’s really good but people also always point out your skills.

You head to the canteen, sipping your coffee as Art tells you about Patrick’s new girlfriend. It’s not like you are jealous but hearing your male best friend ramble about another girl is weird. You keep quiet, after all there was nothing romantic between you two. You eat your breakfast without saying much which goes unnoticed to your friend. He stops eating, looking at your face for a moment, trying to figure out what’s going on in your mind “I saw they had watermelon in the fruit section. I can bring it for you if you want. Did something happen? You know you can always talk to me. I will always be there for you.” The gentle tone in his voice almost feels like he is talking to a lost child, scared to make you withdraw. “No, no. It’s fine. I’m just a bit less confident about the next match. You know, after what happened a few days ago, my leg still sometimes cramps up a bit.” you halfy make up a lie. You were stressed about the match but it had nothing to do with your calf. “You should have told me earlier. I will massage it before we train today. You are going to do amazing".

He didn’t listen to your begging not to knead your muscle so you ended up with him rubbing it firmly enough to “help you” but gently enough not to hurt you. As you trained he could sense your frustration. Sure, it made you more confident on the court as you transferred your anger into each fore and backhand. Then suddenly you stop. Your opponent gives you a confused look as you out of the blue ignore the ball. “I don’t feel well. I’m gonna call it quits. I have a test tomorrow anyway that I should study for. I can’t be hitting a ball with a racket my whole life.” you look at him, his expression as shocked as a moment ago. “See you in the evening?” You two usually had some evening tennis sessions or just went for some walks as there were not many people around that time and you could freely chat about anything. “Well. I can’t actually make it today. I’m really sorry. Patrick invited me for some drinks. He wants me to meet Tashi”. His eyes looked like they belonged to a puppy. “Oh, yea. I mean. That’s fine. See you tomorrow then.” you say without giving him the usual light hug as a goodbye.

The following morning Art didn’t knock on your door. You assumed he must have been tired from the day before but it still felt unusual. You decided to push it aside and focus on yourself and your preparations to play against Tashi. The match started at 2 pm so you still had some time to get ready. You followed your usual routine with only one exception - your regular companion.

The tennis court simmered under the midday sun, a gentle breeze whispered through the air, carrying a promise of an intense match. It was one of the most anticipated matches of the season on the Stanford campus. It was the end of a debate of who is the best tennis player among students but most importantly it was evidence of passion for sports and competition. You looked at Tashi coming on the court, getting a bigger applause than you did. You didn’t let it bother you, it didn’t matter who was the fan favorite, it mattered who was better. You were first to serve. Silence established itself on the court, a neon yellow ball bounced a few times between your hand and the ground. You looked deeply into your opponent’s eyes. It wasn’t a game of tennis, it was a battle for dominance.

A thunderous serve from you, the ball sliced through the air with precision. Tashi returned it with equal force, the ball skimming just inches above the net. Back and forth you played, each stroke a testament to your skill and determination. The crowd watched in silence, fully immersed in the spectacle unfolding before them. As the match wore on, the intensity only seemed to grow. Tashi unleashed a powerful forehand, sending the ball to the other side of the net. But you were quick to react, sprinting across the court with lightning speed to return it with a perfectly executed backhand. The crowd erupted into applause, recognizing the sheer athleticism on display. The game continued in this fashion, each player refusing to give an inch. Your muscles burned like they were on fire as you chased down every shot, your mind focused solely on victory. On letting her know who Art belongs to.

Then, in a heartbeat, disaster struck. As Tashi ran to return a particularly fierce shot, her foot slipped. Time seemed to slow as she stumbled forward, her knee buckling beneath her weight. With a sharp cry of pain, she collapsed to the ground, clutching her injured leg. She started crying like a hurt animal, unable to think what people thought of her. You stood there in pure shock, unsure of what to do. In the corner of your eye you saw Art running up to her and trying to calm her down.

You felt really bad for her. Not liking her didn’t mean you were happy for her injury. After asking the medical team about her, you got to know that she’s waiting for an ambulance. When you found her, your heart immediately dropped at the sight of Art holding her hand. “I just wanted to say, I’m so sorry it happened, I-” you started to apologize, “Out! Out! Out!” she screamed at you “But-” you tried to say something but Art stood up “Get the fuck out!”. He had never raised his voice towards you. He was always your gentle, soft, good boy. You silently walked away as hot tears rolled on your cheeks. The echo of your sobs filled your room for the whole night.

For the next few weeks you didn’t see Art. It wasn’t like you didn’t want to see him, you did actually, but he was always accompanied by Tashi or Patrick. It did make you feel a bit lonely but you focused on training and improving. You actually started to do really well and moved up the rank. Despite an opportunity to get an apartment you stayed at Stanford. You told everyone that you would feel lonely living alone, but the truth was you just didn’t want to leave Art. He would still sometimes catch your glimpse across the canteen or the training hall but no words were exchanged.

He found you one evening, your silhouette illuminated by the artificial glow of the light. You were alone, your movements fluid yet tense as you practiced your strokes with precision. Taking a deep breath, Art approached you cautiously, unsure of how you would react to his presence. "Hey" he said softly, his voice tinged with uncertainty. You turned to face him, your expression stone cold. You said nothing. A hint of bitterness in your eyes. "I-I just wanted to see how you were doing," he said, his words stumbling over each other in his nervousness. "What do you want?" you snapped, you tone sharp and cutting. Determination glinting in his eyes. "I saw you playing alone, and I thought... maybe you could use a partner," he offered hesitantly. You scoffed, your grip on the racquet tightening as you glared at him. "And why would I want to play with you?". Art took a step closer, his gaze unwavering as he met your overwhelming stare. "Because I miss playing with you, I miss you" he admitted softly. "And because I'm sorry. Truly sorry for what I did." You hesitated for a moment, your eyes narrowing as you considered his offer. “Don’t you have to take care of your little Tashi’s leg?” you said under your nose. "Fine. But don't expect too much" you warned.

As you began to play, your movements were sharp and precise, your shots landing with deadly accuracy. Art did his best to keep up, but he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of his stomach. You had always been better than him but he could sense something else. After all, tennis was the most intimate out of all sports. Suddenly, you unleashed a powerful forehand that sailed towards Art with an alarming speed. Instinctively, he raised his racket to block the shot, but it ricocheted off the strings with a resounding thud, leaving him staggering backwards. "Are you trying to kill me or something?" he exclaimed, his heart racing as he moved closer to the net. You turned around - a little habit you gained, you never looked at your opponent after scoring a point. "Maybe," you replied nonchalantly, your tone betraying a hint of amusement. Art chuckled nervously, rubbing his sore arm where the ball had made contact, as he got closer and closer to you. "Well, you can kill me if you want," he offered, making you chuckle. He reached to touch your hand, his expression pleading, as you turned. "Please. I know I messed up, but I can't stand not having you in my life. I... I have feelings for you. And I need you to know that. I don’t see you as just a friend." You felt your heart skip a beat at his confession, your breath catching in your throat. You had suspected as much, but hearing him say the words out loud sent a jolt of electricity through your veins. "I... I don't know, Art” you responded, torn between the anger still simmering inside you and the warmth of his words. "You ditched me for her. "Art nodded, his eyes brimming with regret. "I know. And I'm so sorry. I was weak and I thought you would never look at me the same way I look at you. I'll do anything to make it right, I swear." he got on his knees, both hands holding yours. “I will never leave your side, I will show you how much I love you and I will buy you this diamond bracelet you always wanted.” You chuckled “Art, get up. I don’t need a bracelet from you. I will give this a chance.” A smile broke across Art’s face, relief flooding his features as he reached out to wrap you in a tight embrace. "Thank you, I promise, you won't regret this." he murmured, his voice thick with emotion and eyes wet with tears. You returned the hug. The two of you swayed for a moment before you broke the silence with your dead serious tone. “Never raise your voice at me again, understand?” He looked deeply in your eyes. “Understood, maam. I’m incredibly sorry”.

April 29, 2024

#writers on tumblr #challengers imagine #challengers x reader #art donaldson imagine #art donaldson x reader #mike faist x reader #mike faist x you

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claitea · 2 years

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so i wanted to try my hand at making fakemon! decided i'd start simple, a regional variant (sort of) so there was an existing pokemon to base it on and i wouldn't have to go from scratch.

ghost pokemon often have dark backstories so i wondered, what if i undid that, what if i changed a pokemon so it was no longer sad or scary? ghosts usually have a reason for coming back to life too, spite or unfinished business, so what about a ghost that moved on from its tragic past and found a happier life?

detailled explanations for these two under the cut!

first off, the stats are the same as yamask and cofagrigus with the def and spdef swapped, like how galarian yamask and runerigus also have the same stats with atk and spatk swapped.

masquerade yamask can only be found behind the theatre in nimbasa city, like other regional variants you can't just form change a normal yamask into one. it evolves into theatrigus after performing in the musical with high friendship. in hoenn and sinnoh this would be a contest instead, and filming a video with it in kalos. no idea what you'd do in the other regions honestly. no theatrigus for you galarians.

the idea is that yamask that liked the theatre were able to move on from their past life by finding a new passion. it keeps its old mask, but it doesnt cry when it looks at it anymore. its just a reminder of a fond memory from a different time, but yamask is just as happy in the present now and no longer has a reason to lament its past life.

theatrigus was tough to design at first. originally i kept trying to make its face look a lot more like cofagrigus, but it looked too scary, not what you'd expect from a playful actor. cofagrigus's dex says it forgot its memories of being human, and runerigus is straight up cursed probably, but theatrigus isn't cursed or spiteful after losing its memories (i assume it doesnt lose them at all). so i figured it was good enough reasoning for theatrigus to look friendlier and cuter because there was no negative force that turned it monstrous. it still looks odd enough for a ghost/fairy type

theatrigus is just "theatre+egregious" like cofagrigus and runerigus, but after googling egregious's definition i found it used to mean "distinguished" instead of "bad". so the name scheme still fits!

bulbapedia says yamask is based on "ba", a part of the egyptian concept of the soul; what makes a person unique, similar to a personality. the ba is depicted as a bird with a human head. theatrigus is the opposite, it looks like a bird usually (yamask looked like one too so i leaned into that), but it can shapeshift to copy the lower body of a person.

it's fairy type because of its shapeshifting, since thats a common thing for fairies to do in fairy tales and myths. shapeshifting is how i decided to incorporate an actor changing roles or costume. the fluffy mist is supposed to look like fairy dust, a feather boa you might associate with old timey famous people, and the way that in cartoons or games a character might suddenly change appearance in a puff of smoke.

#pokemon #fakemon #yamask #masquerade yamask #theatrigus #clai's art #clai's fakemon #<- i dont know how many fakemon i'll make but this was so fun to do i Might make more. i have one more Original line in the works rn hehe #anyway i've been watching a lot of videos from a youtuber called truegreen7 lately. he makes a lot of fakemon and shows the process #seeing the steps and logic he takes to make a fakemon really inspired me and i wanted to try make my own #i was a little nervous about these two seeming a bit too farfetched even for fakemon #but honestly? i had fun making them and its not like they're gonna be in a game or anything. i can make them as wack as i want #i really love them honestly ahjdvjdbfjhf they're my little guys #would you call this a regional variant.... bc normal yamask are Also unovan......... what is this thing

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sleepinglionhearts · 1 year

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Kofi commissions, kofi commissions!

We have Elise!Dwyer and Sakura!Selkie having a nice nap for @authordgaster and stickers of Takumi and Subaki for @thelocalmuffin !!

Thank y'all so much for commissioning me! And thank y'all for your patience!

#kofi commissions #fire emblem #fe art tag #i hope the artwork is worth the wait!!!#i had a lot of fun working on them #Muffin your commissions got me thinkin i need to just make more fates cast stickers #might try a slightly different style for it tho #also i know selkie's tail is not that large and fluffy but! consider. comfy #anyway i do not have much to say in the tags for once #so! enjoy the art!

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piplupod · 1 month

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i feel a feeling that is genuinely intolerable and go "okay what do i do with this"

therapist brain says "feel ur feelings, its unhealthy to suppress all the time." rational brain says, "hi if we sit with this emotion then we are going to either be bleeding or dead in approximately ten minutes. so whats another option." therapist brain goes "wellll i guess in that case maybe u can distract urself idk, that can be a coping strategy sometimes." rational brain glances at emotion, shakes its head and shoots back "yeahhhh no can do there bud. this one's a real whopper and distractions ain't gonna cut it this time."

both sections of the brain shrug at each other and then The Disorder brain raises its hand smugly and simpers out "hiiii remember me? yeah this is the reason i exist teehee :) give me five minutes and I'll have an amnesia wall erected and another part of the brain shoved into the forefront and then we'll be right as rain! and this emotion can go rot in the locked cabinet of horrors until another part accidentally stumbles upon it again in the future or until the lock breaks. :)"

#girl help I've just been drawing and then BOOM. unbearable feelings drowning me !!!! drownding !!! i am drowndinging !!!#i dont wanna do this anymoreeeee im so tired of this #i go ''wow this sure is intolerable! how have i ever dealt w this!'' and then the DID does its thing some more👍#''gee that sounds so helpful!'' my body is in shambles from the overwhelming amounts of undealt with trauma :]#there are many other downsides but . i ain't getting into all that dhfjdldl #im just . grrrrr. maybe its bc i was drawing another part of the brain but c'mon 😭 i was drawing them HAPPY !! playing!! having fun!!#trying to make smth nice for us !!!! god damn this is so ridiculous #i want to go to bed fjfkdl im so tired and frustrated w everything man im trying so hard and it all seems to go towards nothing #im just not doing well idk also this counselor i have has been so flaky and its making me feel so ... eeurgghh #i understand they dont think im a suicide risk so im low on the priority list but I'd like to just... be a priority for somebody just once #boohoo poor me etc etc. other ppl need the help more than i do i know. im just. tired.#there isnt rly a lot anybody can do anyways to help i guess #still makes me insane thinking abt how the social worker had nothing for me except ''well ... u could go to the homeless shelter''#im just... theres so many fucked up things abt that. sigh. oh well oh well oh well.#just keep making my shitty art and trudging thru the days and finding good things in a day when i can scrape em together !!!!#argh. sigh. I'll go figure out some food to eat tonight.#pippen needs 2nd breakfast #suicide mention #self harm mention

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risingsunresistance · 9 months

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TRUE!!! the original post was just made in reference to things that had inspired my own design and a wish to see more variety among the masked long-haired braided human designs that were absolutely DOMINATING the place at the time (nothing wrong with that, love those ones and i've drawn a few myself, just came from a perspective of missing seeing the truly unique designs that made me associate the design with the artist ;-;) but yea it definitely applies outside of just him. and outside of just pigs, looking at random animals can be a great reminder of how varied and weird some stuff can actually be :D

one of my favorite ocs, who i have drawn a grand total of two times bc i have been very lazy with art lately, actually ended up happening only because i got inspired by my own post fkjdhg

even tho it's a full year old at this point, still a pretty good drawing imo. i like his face :]

babirusa btw if you couldn't tell. he's a zombie piglin who has been withered :0

#i should draw him again #oh i should. wait i should give him an outfit i've had sitting on the backburner for a while #i have more nether outfits but just havent had any use for them. i should give him one i've been thinking about #this post was made solely to ramble a bit and show him off again #dude it is. so funny looking back at the 2019 art i have saved #and then seeing when The Shift happened. where everyone got inspired by the big artists at the time and it just took over #AGAIN NO HATE TO THOSE ARTISTS OR ANYONE WHO FELT INSPIRED I AM TRYING SO HARD TO MAKE SURE I DONT SOUND HATEFUL #IT WAS JUST REALLY FUNNY TO WATCH EVERY OTHER DESIGN DISAPPEAR FOR A LITTLE WHILE HKJFDG #some old designs are So <3 i still look back on those pieces a lot #anyone remember the short hair blond ones. miss those guys #that art of him with the knives on his fingers. if you know you know. evren this is targetted at you specifically fkjdhg #a lot of ppl have been expanding their horizons and straying from the expected designs which is fun to see again!#i still see a lot more human/humanoid art tho (not that i see much art today anyways) which sucks bc i looove how varied the pig designs ge #yes i play favorites. i favor the pig design a lot. i am a biased party <333

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howlinchickhowl · 1 year

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so I logged on last night while the emotions were high and I got very overwhelmed and couldn't join in and I don't know why but I need everyone to know I love them and I love these idiots and I am constantly amazed at all of the talent and hard work everyone puts into their gifs and their art and the incredible depth that goes into the headcanons and thoughts that are inspired by those works of art and basically, you all are so special and I know we all know how lucky we are to have created this space together but sometimes you just gotta stand back and marvel at it anyway. Yaknow?

#anyway hi i miss and love you all and i wish i werent' so filled with emotions that I had to log back out yesterday #it was like not the fun kind of filled with emotions you know the kind?#but today is a new day!#also fuck that anon that was bothering Julissa how fucking dare you come in to MY house and tell MY friends what kind of art to make??#no. we're not doing that.#julissa you are a treasure and so fucking talented and skilled and always learning new stuff and that is so amazing #never stop trying new things #your sketches are so good i don't even understand #ok this turned into something else now so i'm gonna hit send obviously I still have a lot of feelings #BYEEEEEE #personal i guess

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