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thenightsystem · 7 months

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Have you ever wanted to be known?

Have you ever wanted to be known? Have you ever wanted to be known?

H̶a̶v̷e̴ ̷y̷o̴u̶ ̶e̵v̵e̴r̷ ̷w̷a̷n̵t̶e̷d̸ ̷t̵o̷ ̷b̴e̵ ̶k̸n̷o̷w̴n̷?̷

H̷̖͛ȁ̸̜v̸̖͌e̵̠͊ ̶͚̇y̸̝͂ö̴̺́u̸͓͠ ̵̲̕è̵̟v̸̳̇e̷̡͝ȓ̷̻ ̷̨͑w̶̜̃ȁ̸̲n̷͉̏t̶͈̚e̷̯̽d̴̯͂ ̴̥͌t̶̝̍o̸͎̅ ̷͉͂ḅ̵͘ȇ̵̹ ̷̟̄k̷͓͆n̸͙͒o̶̲̔ẉ̸͗n̸̈́͜?̸͎̊

H̴̗̉͠a̷̬͐̆̓v̷͖̜̋͠ě̷̳̊ ̵̖̦̍̒̿y̵̟̙͇̆̆̃ŏ̴̪̪̘͠ú̶̙́̉ ̸̼̳̣͛e̴̞̎v̵͖̀̀́e̶̖̒͝ȑ̵̼̺̱̇ ̶̬̇w̷̖͍̉́ͅá̴͊̋͜ͅn̵͚͒̕t̸̻̰̾̀ͅe̵̗̯͈̾̃d̵̘̉ ̶̭̖͎̓̕͝t̷̥̂o̸̝̤̍ ̷̖̙̠̌̀b̸̧͖̩̃̐ḙ̵͆͠ ̵̠̩̗̍̓͝k̷͓͐ͅn̸̥͍͚̆ơ̷̡͝͠w̴̜̣͐ṋ̵͌͊?̴̤̎͆̏

H̶̡̝̦̱̼̪̃̌̽̓͐̈́͝ạ̵͈̉̂̃̓͐͝v̵̛͍̗͊͗̉͊̕͠e̸̢̨̬̞̼̻͍͌ ̵̘̖̬͆͌̐̂̍͋̆y̷̺̜͛̂͑̇̐͑͜͠ȍ̷͓̝͈̇̅̇͋̚ͅṳ̴͖͍̗̼͒̽̇̏ ̷̮͈̓̄ę̶̡̥̳̓̚͝v̷̬͛̒é̸͔͔͗̈́̊̕͘r̷͈̎̏͗̓ ̵̡̧̲͓̹̫͆́̅w̵̢̛̪͚̭͉̪̩̌ạ̷̢̧̱̙̑̕͝ͅn̸̤̐ẗ̸̯͙́̔́ë̶͍̹̥̠̺̖̈͜d̵̞͔̼͊͐͊̆́͆ ̴̧̰̪̱̺̂t̸̢̰͇̘͎̩̊ō̵̧̘͉̆ ̵͍͔͚̫̩̹͋b̷̢͎͉͍͗é̷̪̭͖̄̇͗͘͝ͅͅ ̷̨̧̤̠̰̈̎͒̽͘k̸͍̣͍̲͛͂̏̽͠n̴̢̛̮̲̘̟̊̔̄͗̊͝ǫ̵̤̪̞̲̞͍͛w̴̺̘͚̿̆͊̅̊̀͝n̵̰͚̥̉͂͐̎̋͠?̴̟̱̟̫̑̀̔̄̆͘

H̶͓͍̝̼͖͂̅̈̄̂̂̂̎͛̆̂͌̔̌̈́̒a̵̳̰͇̙̥̱̟͖̓̅̒͐̔̏̂͆̀̾́͘̕͘ͅͅv̸̝͚̲̻͓̆̒͛͆́͌̒̃̓̽é̵̢̡͉̥̥̼͓̥̩̱͓̈́͆́̍͆͂̈́̔͋̈̓̃̍̈́̚͜͝ ̵̧̛̠̟̱̟̅̃͛́͋̉̓͆̓̽̿̿̈́̐͜͝y̸̞͎̙̞̻͙̯̳̥͎̗̱͈͇͍̩͊̅͒͗̃̔͗̂͗͑͜ͅo̶̱͎̝̜͈̻̤͛̌̿̏͒̄̋͛̀́̌͊̀̔̚̚͠ú̴͌ͅ ̸̢̡̧̥͚͇̰͋͒͛͗͆̈́̿͜͜͝ẹ̸̡̡͎͈̘̦͎̬̝͇̩͉̩̲̱̺̐v̷̢̢̧̢̥͓̱͇̣͍̙̺̺̠̤̳͋͌̉e̶̮͔̫͎̱̱͉̮̳̬̝̫̊̑ͅͅȓ̶̢̛̛̛͈̞͕͙̺̮̐̅̑̌͊̔̏̔͜͠͝͝ ̸̨̨̝͚̭͐w̷̧͇̟͇̩͇̲͈̟̣̩͓͓̙̟̗͐̐̐̏́̔͝a̴̛̤̝͍̯͇̽̐̿̑̓̊̆͆̍̌͊̓̚͝n̸̨̘̭̹͉̘̱̪̈́̉̐͝t̷̮͙̻̔̓̿̒̀e̵̘͕͙̟̎̌͛ͅḑ̸̭͍̘̲̣̻̫̰͇̣͎͐͌̆̐͆̍̉̉͒͋̄̽̓̔́͘͠ ̶̧̖̻̥͉̬̟̫̩̯̤̺̐̾̂͒͛̐̎̈͂͌͂̚t̶̨̗̩̜̰̏́̓̈͜͜ͅò̸̲͖̺̦̙͎̟͎̥̥̝̺͇͔̼̩͒͛̎̾̽̂̇̏̈͑̈̑͋ ̷̛̦̘̝͉̅͋̏̀͆̒̽̿̿̅̄̎̾͝b̵̧̮͈̩͎̙͍͇̝̯͕͍̳̺͕̩͔̫̑̄̎̉̏̽͛̃̅̈́͊͌̃̚̚͠ḛ̸͈͈̘͇͔̬͂̓̾͘̕ ̶̢̢̨̳͕̻͉̣̙̯͉̠̦̝̘̺̜͘̚͜k̵̨̡̰̹̥̲̯̒̈́͗̈́͒̓͂̑̐̑͗̔̔̈́͝͠n̶̨̘͓̫͎͔̐̾̋o̴̡̮̻̗̺̪̝̖͍̊̀̈͒͐̇̐̀͘͠ẇ̷̛͗̓̎́͐́̏̂̔͋̒̆̕̕͜͝n̴̥̗̼̱̜̹̤̋̊̒͆͗ͅ?̴̜̣̓

H̸̛̲̙̍̽͌̔̌̎̃̀̐̀̓̏͛̊̎̽͛̄̌͗̉͊̿̌̒͑̊̇̃̉̚̕̚͘̕͝a̸̡̧̛̭͖͉̱̻̺̞̩̤̮̗̠̣̹̹̫̩̫̩͌̉̀̍̎̈́̏̀͊̈́̇̋̀̾v̵̳͍̮̺̺͉͍͎̳̟̞̻̱̹̪̟̗͇̂̐̒̓̉̽͜e̸̤̠͇̰̘̯̩̲̠̾̔̽͐͝ͅ ̷̨̦̳̲͔̮͕̗͉͙̪̟̅̎̄̆̈́̂̆̀̌̄̀̐̆̄̑̓̆͆̊́͑́͂̈́̂̐̽̈͘͝y̶̡̢̨̨̭̣̙̼͍͔̠̪̖̬̬͎̜͙̻̫̥̲̱̳̻͑̅̆͗̀͒̊͆̈́̂̉͋̎̃̎̉̿̅̓͊̋̀̅͂̓͒̾̿̑́̚͝͠͝o̵̹̔͐̇̃̄̂̈͛͑̕ū̸̡̡̬̦̘͖̦̮̣͕̖̦̩͍̯̼͙̥̳̬̗͊͌͑̽̇̑͗̂́̃̽̈́̋̿̽́͐͗̾̐̓̀̅̏̋͑̉͐͊́̄̏̈́͐͒̚͘͜͝ ̷̧̡̧̢̢̢̳͔̲̣̮̹̳̮͚̳̭͕͚̗̖̳͓̪͎͔͖̳̭̮͎̮̲͔̫̯͇͋̾̈́̽̀͗̎͌͒͆̒͛̃́̅̎̅̍̓̊͒̉̒̅̆̀̂͌̈́̚͘͝͝͝ͅẽ̸̡̢̡̢̡̧̨̥̥̜͓̠̜̠̤̣̖̳̱̻̜̫̜̭͔̞̤̮͇̼̭͈̤̦̤̤̘̯̀̋͋̿̈v̵͚̙͒̔͆͂͊̒̀͑̅̄̀͑͂́̇̓̄̈́̄͘ę̴̧̨̡̧̛͇̜̪̟̣͎͍̻̝̮̺̥̱̰̰̠͍͓̦̝̫̦͎͓͍̣̥̳͈̝͕̳̯̙̥͉͊̈̌̆̍̋̀̿̐͊̎̊̂̓͑́͐͒̔̈́͋̓̃̕͘̚̕͘͜͠͝͠ͅr̷̡̪͖̬͚̤̠̘̼͎̹̗̮̘̹̣͖̞͍̭̯̺̯̦̙̻̣͎̭̫͇͊̋̒́̈́̽̎̈̀̈́̅̾͛͌̋͊̈́̒͌͋̓͋̃̇̃͌͜ ̷̧̜̬̣͕̭͎͈͕͖̦͛̀̎̆̋͑͊́͐͜w̶̨̡̢̛̛͕̞̠͕̬̙͙̤̳̝͖̝̼̞͐̄̐͗͌̊̅͗̏̓͐̐̃̾̒̌̂̃̈͛́̽͌̄̆̑̊͂͋̕͘̕͘͜͜͝͝å̸̧̦̥͎̻̠̝͈͗̏͛̿̃̔̇͂̉̇͒̚͜͝n̶̨̢̤̖̗̻͇̲̣̯̞̲̺̲̫̔̍͛̑̃̈́̉́̆̈́͌͒̌̽̐̂͒̚̚͝͝͝ͅt̴̨̨̛̖̬̬̜̲̥̻̭̄͛̆͗̒͌̏͂̒̓͗̒͠ę̷̜̮̭͔̙͑́̀̈́͆́̀̾̓̈́͘ͅd̸̢̦̦̺̺̥̜̻̻̤͐́̈̍̾̉͌͘͜ ̵̢̞̘̞͙̭̩̱̫̜̣̜̖̮͕̠̣͕̫͓͙̮̺͔͚̜̜̳̳̻̐̈́̀̏̽̉̆̆̈̓̀̒̀̍̒̐͊̂̽̋̀̃͊̏͑̀̕͘̕̚t̴̬͓̤͈̱͂́͌̇̈̍̍͒͊̍̀́̇̌̋̚̕͠͝ǫ̷̧̨̛̜̯͙͉̗̮̘̩̜̅́͜ ̴̢͔̪̖̠̣̳͚̯̪̥̫̻͕́b̸̢͖̺͈͍̫͙͉̻͚̮͔̦̗̲͙̼̱͇̂̓̂̈́̉̎̓̈́̿̓̃͌̕̕͝ě̵̡̦̩̱̭̠̱̱͈̤͔̖͓̜͕̼̥̥͚̯̻̯̟̝̣̥̫̤̦̠̎̎͛̎̇͌̔͆͒͋̑̇̊̋̈́̀̈͌́̋̓̒͂̈́̂̉̍̚͘͝͠͠ͅͅͅ ̸̡̧̧̢̡̡̧̮̖͚͍̪̲̥̬̱͙̞͔̖̬̼̣̭̤̭̺̝̥̼̯̰͚͎̬̖͇̋̒̇̃̓̉͂͒̓̀̐̄͌̄̓̋̔͐́̈́̊̇̾͛͘̕͘͘͘͝͝͝ͅk̷̡̟̹̪̯͙͉̞̳̩̜͇̪̞̫͚̩͔̱̩̝͉̣̹̜̮̩̳͆́̔̑̂̚̚ń̷̡̨͇̜͚̮͎̲͚̥̤̹̤̹̝̲̫̣̮̘́̈͑͛̎͂͝ͅǒ̸̙̞̩͙͈̻̣̱̲͖̭͇̰̝̠͉̌̀̑͝w̶̪̓͆̈́͊͗̏͐̃̋ń̵̯̮͈̥̖̤͔̝̜̞̖̝̠̪͉̏̈́͜͝ͅ?̶͔̩̦̺̮̥͓̐̓̈́̔̈͆̽̇̆̅̂̾̏͜͝

Ḥ̸̢͙̝̻̺̯̫̮̰̗̟̫̭͔̪̥͔͇̇̍̅̃̈́̆̿̊̂͗̈́͆̽̽̾̚̚͜ǎ̸̡̡͙͙̫̪͙̖̩̙̱̱̯͚̦̜̜͔̰̗̦̳̤͔̖̱̪̫͇̟̔̐͛̿̈́̑̃̽͌͑̑̑̽́͗̌̍̏̐͐̕̕͠͝͝ͅv̷̨̨̢̢̢͔̙̟̜̰̤̬̱͚̮̰̦̳̭͚͍̺̯̝̼̘̥̰͉̰̤͉͖̱͚̣̞̦̳̪͉̙̖̯̾̔́͗̋̑̏̓̊̏̾̀̅̿̾̾̂̕̚͠͠ͅę̷̡̢̨̧̨͉̮̰͕̜̮̙̦̣͈̤̥̬̱̯̠̔͋͊͑́̀͆́̇̽̈̎͛̃́̈̀̕͘͜ͅ ̵̢̢̨̧̣̣̥̗̳̦͚̯̻̱̖̙̱̖̫̟̻͙̬̻̪̖̜͖̻̟͔̖͇͖͓̅͂̓ͅͅͅy̷̢̡̛̛̛̛͈̪̰͚͈͔͓͉̭̲̣̼͕̲͍̜̖͉͚̞̯̥̪̪̙̝̠̩̣̳͐̇́̎͋̈́̌̐̔̀̌̓̂̍̇͋̇̉̊͗̆̓͒̑̀͊̆̀̌́̍̈̆́̇́̈̐͐̿̕̚̕͘͜͝ͅǫ̴̗͚̦͍͚̣̥̥̣̮̭̐́̋͑̈̾̿̄̏̾̈́͊͒̓̒͘͘͜͜u̸̧̡̨̧͉͙̮̠̣͓̭̤̯͕̱͚̮̙͚̼̪̟̼̓̓̈̎̍̆̂̿̂̅̓̅͑̈́̇͋͗͛̐̉͌̆̌̌͌̓͐̓͂̓̈́͂́̒́̑͘͘̕͜͝͠ͅ ̴̨̹͕̠̮̱̿̂̆̓̈̔̀͆̾̂̅̀̇̑͊̎̓͆͑͑͝ͅè̶̢̨̪͈̳͎̹̮͙̝̯̦͚͔͖̝͚̥̃̇͊͆̅̀̊̔͂̕ͅv̵͍̝̭͓͎͗̋́͛̓̿̈́̄̕͝ȇ̴̡̡̡̛̺͙͇̳̺̺̮͍̞̮̙́̐͗́͐̊͐͐̎͛͐͋̚r̶̨̢̢̨̢͎̻̻͖̠̰̜̻̯̗̞͇̩̲̞̝̻̫̩̱̯̗̪̙̥̮̲̍͆̊̋̉́̈̀͆͛̾̎͜͜ͅ ̶̨̨̢̨͔͙̥̼̺̩͖̠͎̓̾͐̐̀̔͆͋̉͒́̉̾̍̊͐̓̇͋̚̕͝͝͝͝w̵̢̡̧̛̛̯͉̗͉̼͓̲̤̝̣͈̟̘͓̦̬̭̲̤̜̦̫̰̯̻̖͔̯̼͔̹͉̠̌̍͊̏̈́̾͛̐̉̃̃̊̇̅́́̈́̅̈́̐̌̅̋̉̂̔͆̐͑͐̈́̓̽̂̈́̕̕͘͜͜͜͝͝͠ă̸̛̗̄̅̐̊̂̾͒̃̄̌́͌̑͐̎̀͆̿̎̓͗̀͑̈̋̉̀̈͑͒̐̚͝͠͝͠n̸̡̨͇̰̣̫̜̮̳͓̱͍̙͖̗̜̊̑̌͊͆́̿͜t̷̛̗̞͔̀̒̀́͑̿̽̅̑̇̐̊̚͘̕̕͝ę̴̨̨̡̢̧̢̢̢̳̰͇͉̺̜̯͇͇͚̞̮͙̜͈̼͍̼͔͖̦͇͇͓̖̜̜͖̪̞̯̜̯͎̙̮̌̓̇̒̌͜͜d̸̢̡̛͚̙̟̘̭̫͙̪̭̭̖̬̤̼͎͉͓͎̳̤͗̉͒̈̿̐̄̅̉͑̓̒̽͌́́͋͋̿̅̊͐̆̇́̈̾̽̍̊̀̕̚̚̕̕ͅ ̵̛̛͎̫̜̗͔̝͇̝̯̤̝͈̥̫̫̯̊̈͒̓̄͑̎͛͑̈́̓͗̀̌̽̽́͋̿̒̉̿̓́̂͛̅̂̈͘̕͝͝͝͠ţ̵̨̢̡̛̺̖̘͉̳̲̣̩̭͓̭̜̘͆̒͆̊̌͊̈́̾̈́̿̅̅̀̉̾͑̉̇͒̈́́́̀́̈́̀̅́̅͗͊͂̅͋̈̚͘͝ő̴̧̡̢̫̦̲̞̪̩͓̪͉̗̦͔͖̭̠͔̣͙̱̖̟̤̫̘̆̌́͒͐̋͊̓̐̄͒͒́̓͌̔̓̀͑͂͌͑̚̕̕͜͜͝ͅ ̷̡̨̡̧̡̢̨̡̹̺̫̟͉̥̟̯̱̭̥̼̱̩̼̗̦̖̬̠͓̣̼̗̝̬͖̭̥̚͜ͅͅḇ̶̛͕͍̦̜͔̤̜̟͖̥̔̅́͛̿͒̑̅̂̌̎́̂̑̑̽̇̀͒̈̓̀̊̈́̕̕̕͘͜͠͝ȩ̴̨̙̱̗̻̻͓̣̗͔̗̜͈͈̲̜͑͊̀͆͛̏̌́̓͜͜͠ ̸̨̝̹͈̹͎͙̣̩̼̠̪̘͚̩͇̝̗̪̥̪̲̲̪͇̜͎̼́̀͑̄̆̐̊̒̋͂̇̏̑͋͊̿͒̎̓͆̉̓͒́̓̐̈̋͗̌͛͛̕̚̚͘͜ķ̷̛̥̩̯̟̖̿̾͌͌͋͊́̌́̿͌̂͆͂͛̉́̋̉͠͠n̸̢̡̙̘̺̻̹̖̬̥̱͉̱̰̬̭̯̝͇̻̠͈͙͈̲͔̖̫̯͕͗̍͑̈́̃̐̒̈́̂̐̀̌̐̈́́̔͋̔̈̅̚͝͝ǫ̶̗̦̦͓͈̩̝̮͖͇̠͈̍̌̐̆̌͐̏̿̀͑̀̋̇̇̊̈́̿̅͒͛̃͂͊̉̈́̓̃̒̀͊̋͛̚̕͠w̶̡̢̨̖̗̺̳̞̼̬͕͕̻̞̜̻̳̞̬̺̩̠̹͔̝̯̳͉̼͐̾͊̒͊͂͐́̂̇̏͒́̿͋̈́̐̈́̕͝ṅ̵̨̢̧̨̡̨͈̮̘͙̠͔̻͈͙̩̪͉̙͕̩̳͚̻̳̜͓̘̬̙̣͉̲̘͔̩̣̫̬̜̺̫͈̰̻̖̜͓̆̉̋̄͆͂̅̋̔̀͂̀̐͆͗͑͒̌̈́͂̇̋̊͆͂̆̌̆͛͌̀͘̚̕͘̕̕͜͝͝͠͝͠?̸̡͕̘̳̯̫̜͈̫̖̫̫̜̟̻̭͎̟͙̘͈͕̹̝͓̘̮̝̗̱͔̓̓̇͑̔̇̄̅̈́͛͛̓̽̒̃̇̾̎͑̕͜͠͝

Have you ever wanted to be unknown?

#This is a social commentary #Feel free to ask about it #I say feel free but i mean please/nf #I might not respond right away but I will try #This is the host btw #The sign off just didnt fit with the post #social media #social commentary #society #society issues #society is fucked #social issues

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kaitovsheiji · 2 months

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So this is what happens when I decide to make BokuAkaKuroKen into DnD NPCs for my homebrew campaign. Suffice to say Bokuto is my party's favorite and I'm so waiting to make them suffer through it in the near future.

They've been in my game for a while but this is the first proper art of all of them together that I have so here they are!

#haikyuu fanart #akaashi keiji #kozume kenma #kuroo tetsurou #bokuto koutarou #kvh's dnd npcs #dnd art #kvh draws #haikyuu #hq #no prizes for guessing who's who #the only reason my group hasn't made fun of me for this is becasue none of them have watched haikyuu #i have names and classes and character sheets for all of them #feel free to ask about it

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hauntedaugust · 6 months

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Gojo x reader

WC: 434

Summary: medieval AU part 2, reincarnation AU.

Part 1

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How long had you lingered on the edge of his subconscious?

Fleeting as autumn leaves, hot as a flickering flame.

Whispers of past conversations, of past lives, and past loves.

How long had you lingered in his life?

Subtle as the wind, invisible yet changing everything.

Your influence in his life was as stark as the contrast between light and shadow and yet he never knew you were there.

Why did it take him this long to piece together his past, your past?

Sweet words and soft nights, a stark contrast to the last time he truly saw you.

But how true is it? He dreams of you, of having a kingdom to protect along with a secret.

How had it taken him this long to realize the weight of the nightmares he had? You were always in his dreams, much like his life, slipping in and out like a ghost through walls. Always present, never permanent.

Every night before he woke, he found you falling into his arms. Your face bathed in both fear and firelight, and every night before he woke he found himself pleading with the universe for another chance, a redo, and when his pleading didn't work his words slurred into promises.

Pledges of affection and protection poured from his mouth like blood from your wound.

And as his desperation grew, his grip tightened and his whispers turned to shouts.

And every day without fail, he woke with that familiar desperation running through his veins. His memory of his dream, and subsequently you, would fade like the light in your eyes.

And yet, when he saw you in the waking world, there was no way he couldn't know. He was drawn to you as water is drawn to the bottom of a mountain, your pull was incontestable.

And so he set to work to win your heart. And after hundreds of questionable jokes, of daisies pulled from sidewalks, of long walks through meadow and forest, he had you by his side.

Often times he would pull you to him as he sat in front of the fireplace. And as you lay your head on his shoulders, he would tell you stories, stories of forbidden love and war.

It was only after you had fallen asleep, lulled by his gentle murmur, that he allowed himself to truly thank the universe for your presence in his life.

And so with you sleeping soundly at his side, he laid his head on yours and closed his eyes. No longer plagued by the nightmares of his past, he dared to dream of your future.

#jjk #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #medieval au #reincarnation au #low-key forgot about this for way too long #anyway I'll stop rambling now #really am sorry about that guys #still bad at writing fluff so this is the best i could do #really wanted to try to find a way to imply that the reason he became the strongest #was because of the promises he made #tbh I could probably talk about this au for way too long #like how his failures and his past life influenced him now #also take this as a reminder that my asks are open #I don't officially take requests yet #but if you have something you want to see #feel free to ask about it #okay I'll stop rambling now

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lovelycryptidnamedlucifer · 12 hours

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i have beef with this man

#that's not my neighbor #tnmn #tnmn milkman #tnmn francis mosses #feel free to ask about it #i #i just

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hyper-cryptic · 10 months

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guess who saw 2 screenshots of DI and now has cleon brainworms.

back at it again w my silly shapeshifter leon shenanigans

#my art #resident evil #cleon #sherry birkin #up top. uh right. yes #loENS KENNEDAY!!!!#leon s kennedy #claire redfield #chris redfield #spoiler alert: he is a bit allergic to cats. not enough to kill him but for him to be annoyed #also more lore on him. i decided he can be any cat ever. like feline species. why? its cool #also reminder that shapeshifter au is just. mindless fun it doesn't Really have serious lore but if you wanna hear about what i've got on i #feel free to ask about it

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foofyarts · 2 years

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More of this. I feel Sasha and Floofty would get along concerningly well

#foofy art #bugsnax #psychonauts #floofty fizzlebean #sasha nein #razputin aquato #I have a basic explanation for why the psychonauts group is on snacktooth #feel free to ask about it #sketch #I’m sorry psychonauts fans who know nothing about bugsnax and don’t know the context of this rip #snakonauts au

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ice-to-orange-blossoms · 7 months

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The Silver Team emblem rules, which is why I'm taking it away from the Halo TV show and giving it to my custom Spartan team

#feel free to ask about it #halo posting #chessie chats

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tbcanary · 11 months

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do you have a guide to making your animated comic edits?

i don't, actually! in part because i'm relatively new to these parts and no one has asked for one, and in part because every gif i do is kind of a unique little adventure into teaching myself a new skill, so there isn't just one approach. but! i'm delighted that you want to know! so i'll try and walk you through a couple of them.

we'll start with this guy, because he's a favorite of mine and showcases a lot of the steps that i usually have to do:

tools you'll need: photoshop CS6; digital versions of the comics you'd like to edit.

(i assume you can use any version of photoshop or any editor capable of creating gifs, but CS6 is my preference. photopea is a fantastic free alternative, but figuring out timing and transitions is a lot harder there and requires more effort.)

step one: find your panels and elements

it's worth noting here that i cannot - and i mean this - cannot draw. at all. a lot of my life would be easier if i could, but here we stand. as such, nearly every element of these gifs is pulled from the comics themselves.

for this particular gif, which is admittedly on the simpler side, i needed two things: the initial panel, of jason leaping into the air, and a still image of jason as robin. preferably from the same run with the same artist, because that way, the art matches. i found these:

and that's all i needed for this one. sometimes i need to pull several panels for the vibe i want, or for specific things -- leaves to drift through the frame, magical elements, text and sound effects, speech bubbles, etc -- but adding those in follows pretty much the same processes either way.

step two: prep them!

easier said than done, really. what i needed to do here was make myself a blank canvas around the elements that i would be messing with. this varies from project to project, but for this one, it goes as follows: remove the narration box and jason from the first panel; create an isolated version of jason that can be pasted back in; create an isolated version of robin that can be pasted in the same place at a similar angle.

this is a lengthy process, because i work off my laptop and have a touchpad and no artistic skills. here, it requires drawing in a lot of building and making a successfully blurry, ombre sky. and, because robin!jason's toes are cut off, i have to draw those in and try to match the shading.

(there's also some work here with color balance and photo filters to match coloration; i had to add some highlighting and change the colors on robin!jason a bit to match the background lighting of the overall image, but not by much. sometimes, this step is more involved.)

after some fiddling, i usually end up with things i'm happy with. for this gif, those are as follows:

(this is done through the blur tool, the magic wand selection tool, refining the edges of a selection, or -- in many cases, because comic lineart is my enemy - erasing every pixel of the background or character by hand. yes, there are easier ways to do this, but i like my time-consuming methodologies. they're soothing to me.)

and now we're ready for the fun parts.

part three: assembly!

so we take that background we just made and we paste hood!jason back on it on a new layer. silly that we have to, but yknow. it's fine. he's in there. and now the goal is to find a way to successfully transition from hood!jason to robin!jason in a way that's satisfactory.

i follow a lot of standard gifmaking practices, i feel like? but i'm also self-taught, so i actually don't know how true that is. i create a timeline in photoshop and set it to have a delay of about 0.2 seconds to start with, just to see how the transitions go. i usually start with 10 frames, and then add or remove depending on what seems right.

(the variations here can be broad, by the way. i have a green arrow gif with 140 frames with no delay and a wonder woman gif with six frames on a one-second delay, for example, but those are for another time. starting with 0.2 seconds' delay across 10 frames is just a comfortable starting place for me, is my point.)

this is what the timeline looks like for this project:

(it's that bar at the bottom. you can see the settings and all that as they appear in the final product: 0.1 second delay over 12 frames, so not too far off from my default. nice.)

operating within that 10-12 frame range, i mess around with photo filters and the blur tool to both make hood!jason disappear and make robin!jason appear. this involved a heavy use of the "accented strokes" setting in the filter gallery and smudging and blurring until they looked how i wanted them to, which is to say, rather silly.

here's red hood vanishing:

and here's robin appearing:

there are a few additional versions of these, but i think you get the idea. these are all the bits and bobs, and i just have to lay them out in the timeline in order to get the transition as i'd like it to be.

so i start with jason as hood, and then i move through the timeline and click and unclick the little eye to view them. this is also a heavy process; this gif has about twenty layers, and i'm revealing/hiding each one individually. that is actually not as bad as it could be; one of the poison ivy gifs i've published has about 600 layers that i did that with, and i have a green arrow gif with about 800 layers and 70 frames that i didn't even end up publishing because i wasn't happy with it. c'est la vie.

the end product should look something like this:

which, when played at 0.1 second delay and looped, looks like this:

part four: in conclusion...

i recognize this "guide" is messy and skips over quite a bit, but that's because every gif really is its own beast. i am very familiar with trial and error, and with trashing things that don't end up working out. each gifset takes me about 10-12 hours, depending on complexity, without even counting the time to track down panels or read the comics themselves.

if you want to start with something simple, i suggest animating text bubbles. all you have to do for those is erase them from the background and then drop them back in over the top for about 0.5 or 01 seconds apiece for readability. this gif of mia, for example, was just isolating her from her background, creating a new background from a different panel, and then flipping the text on and off. it's got five frames on a 0.5-second delay.

basically... fuck around and find out. a lot. once you know how the gif timeline works and how to hide/reveal layers, the world is your oyster, because that's all this is.

again, i know this is messy and all over the place, but i hope it helps! have a little fun with it, and don't be afraid to mess up. it's fun either way. <3

#tbanimations #how to #ask.tb #elioherondale #i am always down to talk about how these got made so if there's a more specific one you had in mind...#feel free to ask about it #i am an open book i like discussing the things i make

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scenecipriano · 3 months

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Time Stands Still (4)

Chapter Three: A Pleasure to Meet You!

TW: swearing, kind of animal death, hints of racism (its the rural south in the 30s so-), mentions of segregation

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With the news of Lucifer’s upcoming arrival to the hotel, Alastor can’t say that he’s too excited about it. The sudden appearance of the king of hell himself was not in his plan, having the man around could ruin his plan of having Charlie nullifying his contract. The feeling of being someone else’s puppet was infuriating and this had been all thanks to that half portion wet sock, Vox.

If only the square headed imbecile knew of Alastor’s predicament, he was sure the idiot would be laughing at him. The great Radio Demon was rendered to being someone else’s puppet, he was supposed to be the puppeteer, he was supposed to be the one in control.

“Charlie!!”

Alastor glances over to the door, his smile beginning to strain as he sees Lucifer stride inside. He hates how the man struggles to even utter one compliment on his daughter’s project.

“Oh! What in the unholy hell is THAT,” Lucifer exclaims as he points towards the bar Alastor had set up.

“Just some of the renovations we had done, adds a bit of color! Don’t you think?”

Alastor relishes in the confusion painted on the demon king's face.

“And you are?”

Lucifer jumps when Alastor materializes behind him, “Alastor, pleasure to be meeting you sir, quite a pleasure!”

Quite a pleasure indeed.

When Vox comes to he can’t help but groan, the bastard never said that going back in time would fucking hurt. Slowly he blinks his eyes open, squinting when the rays of the sun blinds him temporarily. He places his hand on his face as he sits up, another groan slips out as he places his hands on his lap.

He’s met with flawless pale skin and short blunt nails, Vox blinks in shock, his mouth hanging open.

“What the fuck…”

“Well, I believe I should be asking you the same thing, mister! Not every day you see someone like yourself on this side of the bayou.”

Vox looked up sucking in a breath through his teeth, a man with mocha colored skin was standing in front of him. His hair was short, but styled in the way he remembers some jazz musician always did with his own hair. The guy had on a white button down with black pants and suspenders. He expects to see a pair of loafers on the man’s feet, but instead he’s wearing a pair of rain boots.

“What’s the matter? First time seein a colored person? Cause judgin from how you’re staring at me that what it seems like!”

Vox shakes his head and chuckles softly, “Ah… No, no this isn’t my first time seeing a black person. I just um…probably hit my head or something.”

The man offers him a hand, the smile on his face sending a jolt of recognition down Vox’s spine. He hesitantly takes the hand offered, he doesn’t miss how the man’s smile widens as he helps him stand.

“Now that you’re up right I best introduce myself! Mama would have my head if she knew I was being rude.”

Vox watches as the man bends down to pick up a bucket that sat by his feet, he could see the bodies of bull frogs inside of it.

“The name is Alastor! A pleasure to meet you!” He exclaims as he extends his free hand to Vox.

He hesitates for a moment before taking Alastor’s hand, giving it a firm shake as he does.

“Victor, a pleasure to be meeting you as well.”

“Mimzy!” Alastor exclaims as he makes his way over to the little blonde demon. He pulls her into a hug, it’s been so long since he’s seen his good friend!

“Al- What the hell,” Mimzy starts.

Alastor’s appearance had flickered for just a moment, at first the Radio Demon stood before her, but then… then the real Alastor had been there in his spot, for just a split second.

“What’s the matter my dear? You look as if you’ve seen a ghost!”

She ignores the sound of the laugh track her friend plays, she knows what she saw. She glances over to Husk at the bar, even the grumpy cat saw what she had noticed.

“As much as I’d love to catch up, Charlie and I have a tour to continue!”

Mimzy watches her friend in silence as he and Lucifer bicker, she waits until the three of them disappear upstairs before turning her attention to Husk.

“Please tell me you saw that too, pussycat?”

“I did,” Husk starts before glancing at the stairs, “And I don’t think it’s anything good.”

Vox makes sure to keep his distance from Alastor, the man seems harmless, but he’s heard stories of how the future demon was a serial killer before he died. He wasn’t about to let the bitch get one up over him when he’s this close from getting rid of him for good in Hell.

“So, Victor, where are ya from? If you don’t mind me askin, it’s just you don’t sound like you’re from these parts.”

Vox hesitates, he wasn’t sure what to exactly say in this situation. For fucks sake he hasn’t been human in nearly forty fucking years.

“I uh… I’m not. Er… Originally I’m from Chicago, but I’m um down here on a personal trip,” Vox replies.

Alastor looks back at him and smiles, “Well, you must allow my mother and I to treat you to a fine Louisanan meal! We’re havin frog legs with corn bread and a pot of fresh beans!”

Vox glances down at the bucket in the man’s hand again, well, it was good to know that the dead bullfrogs weren’t victims of Alastor being a damn psychopath. He’s not even sure if he’s ever had frog legs before, that was never a part of his mother’s Polish menu.

“Ah, I would greatly appreciate that! Can’t say I’ve ever had frog legs before, but I say it’ll taste amazing!”

He doesn’t miss the way Alastor beams at him, he wasn’t sure if that smile belonged to a serial killer or if it just belonged to a man that’s never met a nice white person before.

“And this here–”

“What’s going on with your voice,” Lucifer interrupts, “It sounds like a radio that goes from being crappy to actually audible.”

Alastor stops mid stride and looks down at the short king, his smile is strained at the edges. How can this man be royalty but yet be so uncivilized and rude.

“I don’t-,” He stops mid sentence and clears his throat, “I don’t know what you mean, sir! My voice is as eloquent as ever!”

He’s painfully aware that during that whole sentence his filter was gone, he gives Lucifer and Charlie a tight lipped smile as he simply gestures for them to continue with the tour.

If this is a cruel joke from his contractor then Alastor wasn’t laughing, it’s one thing to keep him from being at his best, but now the bastard wants to fiddle with the one thing he has control over?

Watching Alastor interact with his mother was like looking into a funhouse mirror. The man was a completely different person, he was happy and sweet to his mother. Giving the woman a helping hand with dinner while humming show tunes and pulling her into an impromptu dance.

It really makes him wonder just how a man this sweet and silly turned into something so sinister and terrifying. Oh, who is he kidding? Velvette was just like Alastor until she got into a fight on social media with a girl and made the mistake of meeting her for a fight. Sinner’s can be the sweetest most caring people alive, but somehow some way this shitty world they live in turns them inside out and into the very things their parents try to protect them from.

“Ya know, sugar if ya keep staring down into them beans you’re gonna make em boil again.”

He looks up and offers Alastor’s mother a small smile, “I apologize, Ms. Arceneaux. I tend to get lost in thought very easily, why that’s how your boy ended up finding me.”

Ms. Arceneaux tsk’s as she tears into one of the frog legs on her plate, she chews quickly and swallows.

“Darlin, Ms. Arceneaux is my mother, you can call me Tallulah. Any friend of my Alastor’s is a friend of mine.”

Vox has to stop himself from grimacing at the word friend, this may not be the Alastor he knows and hates, but even calling this version of his enemy his friend made him want to gag.

“Say, Victor?” Alastor starts as he dabs his mouth clean with a napkin, “How would you like to join me at Johnny’s tonight? My friend Mimzy is having a show there and she loves seeing new faces in the crowd.”

“Why, I would love to! It’ll feel nice to be in the company of a friend.”

“And this is mine and Char-” Alastor stops mid sentence, a wave of dizziness washes over him as he catches himself against the wall.

“Alastor!” Charlie cries as she rushes over to support him.

She watches in horror as his appearance flickers, for a moment gone was the Radio Demon she’s come to know and care for, in his place was a human. A human who looked pained and so confused about what was going on.

“How long has he been doing that?” Lucifer asks.

Charlie looks at her dad, barely catching Alastor changing back to how he normally looks.

“I-I…I don’t know, Al? Do you know when this started happening?”

Alastor looks down at her, his usual red eyes now dark brown. He furrows his brows and forces his smile to grow wider.

“I have no idea what you mean, my dear! Come, let us…continue…”

His appearance flickers again, this time the human stays a bit longer. Charlie glances at her father and notices the concern and dare she say fear that danced in his wide eyes.

“Charlie, keep an eye on him. I’ll be back, I’m going to find out what’s going on, okay?”

Her dad is gone within a blink of an eye, she looks at Alastor. His demon form back, but his smile was strained and looked as if he was in pain.

Vox was expecting Johnny’s to have been some type of jazz club, not a full speakeasy that was filled to the brim with drunken men both white and black. He looks to the stage and sees a fairly attractive white woman leaning against a piano. She had a red flapper dress, her blonde hair styled neatly not a single strand out of place.

“Don’t look so shocked, my good man! The one thing we seem to all get along about is our liquor! Come let’s have a shot or two before chatting with Mimzy, aye?”

Did Al and this Mimzy chick have a thing or something? Surely not, the demon he knows isn’t fond of touch, let alone thinking about doing something scandalous as sex.

After a few shots Vox wasn’t sure if he wanted to go through with this, meeting this Alastor showed him a different side but…

“I’m gonna make you wish that I’d stayed gone~.”

He can’t risk the chance of his entire empire falling because of one single person.

“Oh~! My my Alastor you didn’t say you’d be bringing mister tall, pale, and handsome with you tonight!”

Vox looks down and blinks, this must be Mimzy. The woman was much shorter up close than she had seem while on the stage.

“Well, that’s because it was a surprise to me as well, my dear! This is Victor, I met him today just daydreaming in the bayou, tell him Mimzy that ain’t no place to be losing his head!” Alastor laughs as he takes another sip of his whiskey.

“My daydreaming in the bayou? I’m surprised a gator didn’t get ya!”

Vox laughs nervously before finishing the rest of his own drink, “Ah, what can I say? My mind leaves me so easily.”

His reply falls on deaf ears as the two friends fall into easy conversation, he looks between the both of them. Wondering how he could possibly use this friendship to his advantage but how…

“Alright, everyone who isn’t white it’s time to get outta here, given ya the chance to leave peacefully before we decide to drag ya out.”

Vox hears a groan echo around the bar, a look of irritation flashes across the two friends' faces as Mimzy mumbles something about them going out back to finish their conversation.

A smirk comes to life on his face as he watches the two of them file out of the bar with the other men.

“ASTAROTH! You son of a bitch I know you’re in here!” Lucifer screams as he marches into the void. He’s not been here for almost a millenia and it's still just as creepy as he remembers it being.

“Why shout, Lucifer? This place is endless, but it does have an echo you know,” a bored female voice replies from his right.

Lucifer turns and comes face to face with emerald and gold eyes, he bares his teeth and grabs the front of Astaroth’s shirt. He hates how nothing phases this fucker, always looking him with that bored expression.

“What the fuck have you done?”

A smirk forms on their lips as they shift from their female form to their male form. Their eyebrows arched as they tilt their head to the side.

“Why, whatever do you mean?”

Vox waits in the dark of the alley, making sure to stay out of sight from the two friends. He hears them laugh and joke, watches as they share one final hug before Alastor takes his leave.

Mimzy leans against the brick of the alley and lights a cigarette, that’s when Vox makes his move.

“Don’t play fucking games with me, asshole! You’re doing this shit again, aren’t you?”

Lucifer shakes in rage when Astaroth lets out a laugh, it’s a laugh that still haunts the fallen angel’s dreams. A laugh that reminds him of how this very thing took away the one person he truly loved.

“I’m not sure what you’re talking about! What am I doing, hm?”

Lucifer grits his teeth, he can feel the tears welling up in his eyes. It was seven years ago all over again, he had just wanted to see if he had done things differently that maybe just maybe this place wouldn’t be so bad…but…

“Y-You know.”

“I want to hear you say it.”

But…it had cost him his wife…

“You’re changing history…”

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