#like was it hard for them? fucking nO???? they just chose to be like that. that's just how it is. lmaoo love them.

[euseokz]

can i request some sungho hard hcs?

@ sungho — you just know exactly what i like, don’t you baby ? . cws : oral (f) . fingering . creampie . wc : 0.9k+ . genre : smut

a/n : turned this into a little drabble because i got a bit too inspired, but i hope you don’t mind it and still like it nonnie !! mwah mwah

BOYFRIEND! SUNGHO who is just so easy to please.

you know him like the palm of your hand, know exactly what buttons to push to make him feel so good he almost forgets his own name — or better yet, know what to do to leave him in such a lust-induced high it is basically all he can think about. all you need to do is kiss that one spot down his neck, bite that exact place on his jaw, or even suck on his tongue a bit more desperately, and he’ll be exactly where you need him to be mentally to fuck you into oblivion.

sungho likes intimate sex, likes when it feels like you two are the only people in the world and nothing else matters, so the atmosphere surrounding you also matters a lot to him. he likes when you are in your room, the space dim-lighted with maybe a few candles spread around. he’ll kiss you so passionately, lips pressing and sucking on yours eagerly, wanting to taste every inch of you. he’ll pin you to the bed, either by cupping your cheeks and using his weight on top of you to keep you in place, or by simply gripping your wrists and keeping them on either side of your head, making sure that all that surrounds you is him whichever route he choses. he likes that, when your head is clouded by him, when you’re as hazy with lust for him as he is for you — because for sungho that’s how it should be, or else it’s almost not worth it. you should want each other so bad it almost hurts, that’s how he likes it, when your desperation turns physical and you can’t help but want to be all over each other.

when he does eventually fuck you, sungho will only do so after he has prepped you well enough. he likes to make you cum on his tongue or around his fingers, likes how you whine with each thrust of his digits into you and when he presses the pads of his fingers against that sweet spot inside you, or when his tongue swipes over your clit and you can’t help but roll your eyes back in pleasure — or better yet — when he mixes both up and you reach your first climax almost all too quickly, not able to hold your pleasure back due to how insanely good it all feels. sungho likes to make you feel good, getting so hard his erection strains against his underwear painfully as he fucks his fingers into you and plays with your clit, his cock aching for some stimulation too but his focus still mainly on you and on leaving you as relaxed as possible first, only when he does that being the time to allow himself to properly fuck you.

sungho likes to have you completely undressed under him, not too fond of the idea of either of you being clothed, liking to see your body, to be able to kiss any spot he wants, the restraining of clothes unnecessary in his opinion when you can be fully pressed against each other, your warmth comforting as he lines his dick with your cunt, ready to thrust into you and finally get some release.

at first, sungho always likes to go slow, to take his time in letting you adjust to his girth as he moves slowly, his hips going into yours and then pulling back languidly, repeating the process until all you can do is mewl his name under him, begging for more, for him to go faster, to actually fuck you — and how could sungho ever deny you of anything, already too pussy-drunk to not want to do exactly what you were asking of him. he’d start moving faster, his cock dragging deeper into you, his tip pressing against all the right spots with every thrust. sungho could get so into it he’d almost be a bit rough, slamming his hips against yours almost mercilessly, grunting into your neck, mumbling about how good you felt, how much he loved the feeling of your pussy wrapped so snuggly around him, as if you were made for him.

even while he was caught up in his own pleasure, sungho still managed to put you first, only happy when he made you cum at least once around his cock, only then finally thinking of his climax too. his favorite places to cum were either inside you, enjoying the thought of filling you up with his milky cum, almost in a possessive manner, or all over your pussy, thinking the view of you covered in his seed was just too pretty, the way your clit twitched as his cum spilled down your folds leaving him almost hypnotized, unable to take his eyes off your pussy until his orgasm-induced high started to fade out, only then looking up at you, immediately moving to kiss you, desperate all over again for you, to taste you, to have his tongue pressed against yours — although this time sungho would prefer to take things slower, kissing you just as passionately and eagerly but letting each kiss last a bit longer, allowing himself to fully enjoy the moment, wanting to take his time as you both calmed down, afterwards focusing on getting you all cleaned up, and only then cuddling up to you, enjoying to end it all with you in his arms, breathing slowly against him, relaxed in his hold.

#! . . 📝 #boynextdoor #bnd #bonedo #park sungho #sungho #boynextdoor sungho #bnd sungho #sungho smut #boynextdoor smut #bnd smut #sungho x reader #park sungho x reader #boynextdoor x reader #bnd x reader #bonedo x reader #sungho boynextdoor #sungho bnd #boynextdoor imagines #boynextdoor scenarios #boynextdoor drabbles #boynextdoor fanfic #boynextdoor hard thoughts #boynextdoor hard hours #boynextdoor headcanons #bnd imagines #bnd scenarios #bnd fic #bnd hard hours #bnd hard thoughts

[its-in-the-woods]

Chapter 2 of down the rabbit hole

Chapter one here chap three

MDNI

Pairing: Walton Goggins x You

Rating: Not much for this, brief mention of SA, mention of alcohol.

Slow build like novel damn length okay, Very Fluffy, Pinch of Angst, Relationship Development, Hurt/Comfort, Older man/ Younger(30s) women, Alternative universe, fictional work (IDK WHY BUT I AM PUTTING IT) Probably more as I go.

Synopsis: Working in film as a make-up artist is hard enough, but then Walton Goggins requests you, well it's way too easy to fall down the rabbit hole.

Note: they are both single, all for fun.

WARNING I do not have this all written out, I do have it plotted out, but it may be a little slower for chapters to come out. Please bear with me. If you know a Beta to edit please send them to me.

*Before we get into things. Thank you 100x for all the love. It means the world to me*

Somehow four weeks have slipped by. As always, TV series runs like a machine on fire while driving through a snowstorm. Long days, and even longer nights. You wonder briefly why you chose a profession that meant you average four to five hours of sleep. But then Walton brings the whole trailer their favorite coffee and you just shrug the thought off. Working with the cast and crew was like being in one big dysfunctional family. One part hated each other, one part was fucking each other, and another part just held on for the ride. You liked to think you were in the last group, but sometimes when you caught Liz glowering at you, you wondered if maybe you were in the first group. 

“Why does she hate me?” You ask Trevor as you try to eat lunch. Fish wasn’t your first choice but it’s what they had had. 

“Who?” Trevor asks, munching on some strawberries, how the man ate as much as he did and remained tiny was amazing. 

“Liz.” You sigh moving your fork around the plate.

“Liz hates everyone, don’t take it personally.” He grabbed a couple more pieces of fruit. 

“Have you seen the way she looks at me? Like, why bring me onboard if she was just gonna avoid me like the plague?”

“She’s jealous of you.”

You turn and raise your eyebrows at him. “What are you talking about?”

Trevor lets out a snort and chomps down on some cheese. “Girl. Don’t play down your talents. You have worked your damn ass off to get here. One of the best makeup artists out there and Liz knows it. Why do you think Mr. Goggins likes you so much?”

You shrug and pick through your food, the fish was not sitting particularly well. “I am not better than anyone else.”

Trevor swats at you playfully, “Shut up. You can wrangle through asshole actors like no one else. You take zero shit from anyone and you get stuff done on time or before they are needed. You’ll be one of the most valued artists in town in no time.” He chuckles and pushes his own plate away. “Just make sure you bring me along with you.”

You grin back at him. Trevor had never jerked you around like most others. He was right, you did a good job and people appreciated your blatant lack of kiss assery. You fiddle with your fork for a moment before deciding that you had enough for the day. 

***

It was Thursday, which meant the week was almost over. The end was in sight and your bed was calling your name. You’d probably sleep the weekend away and indulge in some overpriced Chinese food. Your thoughts about sweet and sour pork are broken when someone announces they are coming in. Liz walks in and looks you up and down. Dear god, that woman has a chip on her shoulder. She went and pulled out a couple of empty totes. 

“It’s going to be you and Trevor tomorrow and the following week.” She says her lips pressed firmly together, as she talks she goes through drawers grabbing different products.  “Walton is here doing some scenes, Laura will also be here but she shouldn’t be on camera. If she is, I've emailed you notes and pictures.”

You nod, not bothering to look at her as you continue to wash your brushes. Liz continued to add to her bin.  “Sounds good.”

“Look, I know we haven’t been exactly- Friendly.” You turn to look at the woman, she is putting the lid on to the tote. Writing info on a sheet of paper on the top. “But, you do a good job. The director has been very happy with everything. “

“Thank you.” You reply, giving her a small smile. “I appreciate that Liz.”

Liz nods back at you and grabs the tote, waddling out the door. It’s probably the closest you’ve come to liking her. You sit there for a moment, taking in the compliment, maybe things are changing for the better. 

***

Friday is here, and you decided to bring some timbits to celebrate the end of the week. The usually bustling studio lot was quiet. Construction and Set Dec had busied themselves with various other needs. It was refreshing to have a little quiet. You had even been able to park your car right beside the trailer. As much as you loved the absolute chaos that was a film set, the calm was a nice balm. You knew that before long you would miss the chaos, and it would be back with vengeance. 

Laying things out you felt like you could breathe. You had put on some gothic country on the stero, something that only you and Trevor really enjoyed. Both of you had moved from rural areas to do your job. It was another reason why you enjoyed his company. Trevor had set himself up on the second workspace, the two of you spreading out a little while the boss was away. 

“Hello. Lady and gentleman,” Walton’s voice shrill as he came up the stairs. The man was a never-ending ball of energy. You were positive you could do a month of night shooting and he still would come in chipper as if it was his first day. 

“Hey Walt,” Trevor said with a grin, it was hard not to be happy around the man.

“Excited for the weekend?” You ask as you drape him with a cape, popping off his sunglasses and grabbing his other glasses off the counter. As he rereads some lines. 

“I sure am. It feels like it’s been an extra long week.” He sighed, rubbing at his hazel eyes before grabbing a timbit. “These things are delicious, I am going to steal the whole box..” 

You slap playfully at his hand.“Hey now! Make sure I get a few” He gives you a crooked smile and holds one up. You don’t hesitate to lean forward and let him feed it to you. He swallows and looks up at you, as the realization dawns on you as to what you just did. 

“Well-Umm- Next week doesn’t look to bad,” Trevor pipes, shooting you a look, his voice squeaking slightly.

“This is true, just the three of us enjoying a few short days,” Walton says, you are desperately trying to move past what just happened as you grab a moisturizer and apply it gently. His eyes follow you.

“I can certainly say I will enjoy not having to drive all over the place.” You reply, trying not to let your cheeks flush. Reminding yourself sternly that you were a professional and for Pete’s sake you’d been working together for over a month now. 

“You have the craziest eyes.” He whispers as the two of you look at each other. There is no way of hiding the fact your cheeks are burning. Trevor graciously comes over and starts to fuss with his hair. 

“Thank you,” You reply, words caught in your throat. Turning to start packing your set bag, anything to hide the fact that you were bright red. You look up to see Trevor raising his eyebrows at you. You look away and finish things up before sending Walton off to set.

“What was that?” Trevor drawled as he slid into the chair, the look on his face made you want to crawl under the counter. 

“What was what?” You try to dismiss things even if your face is on fire. What the hell had just happened?

“He just fed you a damn donut hole and you are blushing all over Goggins?” Trevor pushes fiddling with a comb, and you really want to throw something at him. 

You freeze a bit and look up at him in the mirror. “Don’t do that.” 

“Do what? See the fact that you two have been goggling over each other for the last four weeks. You just ate food out of his fingers. Wait what does he taste good?’

You do throw a powder puff at him. “You. You stop it. I don’t know what the hell I was doing. It just kind of happened.” 

Yes, you had noticed the little things, but really the man was friendly with everyone. He had always been touchy-feely, but maybe there had been more that you had missed, including eating food out of his fingers. You remember him kissing you on the cheek yesterday morning before leaving. But there couldn’t be anything there, there was nothing there you repeated to yourself. 

“Oh give me a break. He brings you coffee and touches, and kisses your cheek every day. The man has been fawning all over you.”

You bite your lip and turn to look at your colleague, ‘He does that with everyone, Trevor. He’s just friendly.”

You’re now madly stuffing stuff into your bag trying to get out of this newly warm trailer. Trevor snorts and puts his things into his bag. You wish he would drop it, but he was never good at leaving things alone. 

“You keep telling yourself that, sweetheart,” He giggles in an imitation Southern drawl. The two of you hop out of the trailer. You aren’t sure whether to smack him or hug him, either way, there is a job to be done. 

***

It was a textbook day, Walton had nailed almost everything. The man could act there was no doubt about that. The character was a belligerent drunk detective trying to solve a cold case. The script was dark, moody, and well horrible. You didn’t shy away from horror, but true crime always made your stomach flipflop. Your stomach also flipped as you watched Walton go from looking like he was gonna bite someone's head off, to all smiles and laughter. 

You, Trevor, and Walton are walking back to the trailer together. It was actually sunny out, a rare moment for the Pacific Northwest. Costumes had been busy with some extras so you decided to start with him and finish with the others. 

“So do you two have any plans for the weekend?” Walton asks, walking in between both of you.

“I think I might have a date on Saturday,” Trevor replied cheerfully. 

“Oooh and who's the lucky fella?” Walton sing-songed.

Trevor looked flush for a moment, “Decon, from props actually.”

Walton chuckles elbowing Trevor “Well that sounds like an excellent Saturday. Man is gonna have some fun.”

Trevor shakes their head and rolls his eyes “He better show or I am going to have to send you both after him”

Walton bares his teeth and growls, which send everyone into a fit of giggles. Decon be aware, there was a madman coming for you. You thought as you get to the trailer opening the door.

“And what about you, little lady,” Walton drawls, that damn southern accent creeping in. 

“Nothing special. Think sleep and Chinese food are calling my name.” You reply as everyone settles in. Really that would be the best way to end the weekend. 

“Oh, Chinese food sounds amazing.” Trevor pipes in, turning on some tunes. 

“Who needs sleep, it's not that important.” Walton chides as you get to work. “I was wondering if you both would like to come to a small bar not far from here. Transport can drive us there and back, a few of us are getting together for some drinks.”

You catch Trevor's gaze, a sly smile spreading across his face. “Oh, I would love that! Little get-together with our mess of a family.”

“What about you?” The lead asks, rubbing your arm. His hands are warm, you’re surprised to feel a few calluses on his fingers. 

“Oh. Yeah sure. That would be good.” You give a small smile, trying not to let your mind wander too far. If you were honest, the prospect of getting together with a bunch of coworkers was low on your want list. But the look on Trevor's face tells you that you aren't allowed to say no. Your stomach clenches as the memory of a wrap party gone wrong rumbles past your mind. You push that down. It had been almost seven years since that happened, these were different people. People you knew and trusted.

“Fantastic, I am excited to have you both there,” Walton exclaims before closing his eyes to let you finish your job. 

Once Walton is released to Costume, you and Trevor busy yourself with cleaning the trailer. Getting extras cleaned up and making sure everything is ready for the early morning come Monday. You can tell Trevor has been watching you but you can't make yourself say anything. Anxiety has pooled in your stomach like a cold stone and you are struggling to shake it.

“What's wrong?” Trevor asks bluntly sitting down in a free chair. You shake your head and keep your hands moving.

“Come on now. I've never seen you get this clammed up over an invitation to a party. To be fair I've actually never seen you go to a party–” Trevor’s words trail off realization washing over his face. “I know you like your peace, and quiet, but what is going on”

You collapse into the other chair with a deep sigh. Trying to find the words, you really didn't want to explain things too much. That said if there was anyone who'd understand it be Trevor.

“When I first got into the industry.” Your mouth feels so dry even at the thought of it. You grab your water bottle taking a swig.“I went to a wrap party. Got drunk and a guy from Sound took advantage of me. So I've never gone to one since.”

Trevor looks shocked, sadness creeping in at the words. “Hon.That is awful.”

“It happened almost a decade ago. It's fine. Just makes me nervous.” You let out a breath. You weren't going for sympathy, despite it being the worst night of your life, all you wanted was understanding.

Trevor comes over and gives you a big hug. You feel tears prickle in the corner of your eyes. As you let yourself sag against him. You were so thankful for this man, that he was understanding and seemed to care about you. 

“Honey, nothing like that is gonna happen to you tonight. We'll go together and enjoy ourselves. And if any man or woman tries to hurt you I will beat them with my handbag” Trevor reassures you with a small smile. You both chuckle at the last statement 

You sniffle a little, grabbing a tissue from the counter to dab at your eyes. “Thank you, Trevor”

He gives you a reassuring nod as you both get ready to go out. You were determined to make it a good night one way or another. 

Chapter three

Maybe.. maybe.. I will post the next chapter tomorrow cause I am too excited not to share it. Likes, comments, and reblogs are so greatly appreciated. Y'all keep this northern person happy.

#walton goggins #fanfic #au #alternate universe #walton goggins x reader #walton goggins x you #fantasy #writer #creative writing

[lovelettersforthedamned]

headcannons of having a heated argument with peter please

(500 im still so proud of you!!!!)

word count: 0.4k

warnings: language, mentions of yelling and arguing (duh), a few pecks, crying, peter is guilty for being a little beeyatch.

gif by @lexiresources

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main m.list ⋆ peter p m.list ⋆ five-hundred follower bash

✮ late nights of saving the city paired with the added stress of work causes peter’s temper to teeter on the edge of a full-blown screaming match. and add an off day coming from you, the two of you aren’t exactly seeing eye to eye. 

✮ it starts with a few sassy remarks from your boyfriend which causes you to raise an eyebrow at his tone. you chose to push it aside at first, blaming it on yourself; maybe i just heard him wrong? 

✮ but when it happens again when you ask him a simple question about groceries, you don’t back off this time.

✮ sure, maybe you could’ve been nicer in the way you asked what the fuck his problem was, but that’s for another time. 

✮ next thing you know, he’s throwing his arms out in frustration as his hands are moving swiftly as he speaks. and suddenly, a conversation about groceries has become a yelling match about everything.

✮ as hard as you try to keep them at bay, tears creep into your waterline while your throat starts to tighten with each word. 

✮ peter can see you fighting off your emotions as you try to keep it together. with each tear that spills over your cheeks, his anger and frustration begin to deplete until all he feels is regret for being the reason why you’re crying. his only priority is to take care of you. 

✮ you can feel peter’s embrace before you see it, your tears clouding your vision. faint whispers of ‘i’m sorry’ are flooding your senses. and though you usually crave his touch, right now though, it was all too much. you sob into his chest, and in response, he pulls you in impossibly tighter. 

✮ you guys will talk about this in the morning, so when you look over at the clock for the time, you feel the night's exhaustion weigh on you. 

✮ for the rest of the night, peter lays next to you, but he’s wide awake. he doesn’t go out that night, guilt eating at his conscience. peppering little kisses on your skin, you doze off into a dreamless sleep, awaiting the conversation to happen when you wake. 

⋆ author's note: another yummy ask omg. thank you guys for being so patient with me during this bash!! i still love writing, i just have been so busy. don't forget to like, comment, and reblog to support me!! and come join my bash and send a headcannon ask!! ok, bye ily!!!

#marvel #fluff #peter parker x reader #tasm!peter x reader #andrew garfield peter parker #peter parker #tasm!peter parker #peter parker headcanon #spiderman #llftd 500 follower bash

[deepseametro]

the AI discourse drives me crazy. a week ago one of the games i play released an update that had a single use of AI in it, an AI voice for an AI character, which was produced through explicit consent of the voice actors involved who are receiving royalties for allowing their voices to be used for this.

every checkmark got hit (informed consent, payment and thematically worthwhile to use AI in the first place; and as a bonus it wasn't even the company wanting it. the artists involved chose to do it because it was fitting) and people are still talking about how it was so evil. it really does seem like these people dont care about it being unethical so much as it being an easy thing to hate and get clout for decrying

dude i feel you so hard. thinking about that linkin park AMV that was AI generated - by having a consenting artist feed their work into their model trained specifically for this and having him oversee the process and, yknow, paid for it - and people had the craziest and most awful of hissy fits - i saw multiple people @ ing them directly like "chester is rolling in his grave" (what an evil fucking thing to say, lol)

it's all "i actually care abt artist rights!!!!!!" and then when an artist participates willingly and ethically its a fuckin meltdown. i mean what yr describing is literally just a voicebank a la vocaloid or synthv - something thats been around for over a decade! - but because its powered by machine learning rather than some poor soul painstakingly picking out and tuning voice clips by hand - its Somehow Worse!!!!!!!

its fine tho lol in 1-3 years these people will lose the culture war. im already seeing public (internet - irl people do not feel this way mostlyh lol) opinion turn on this

#ai art discourse

[thecrowsart]

👁️🦎🎯

(crops under cut)

#natsume yuujinchou #matoba seiji #natori shuuichi #horrible exorcists #sorry i couldnt think of a caption i literally sat here for like 2 minutes lol #usually i use a quote from the scene or a lyric from a song but in this scene they're just Looking #anyway FUCK architecture #really though this is csp's perspective ruler's fault. i shoulda just done this by hand #but i made it work. since it wasnt super super complicated lol #ummm i feel like natori looks like a baby ceo but that is what he was wearing at least in the anime version of this scene #and midorikawa's kind of vague about clothes so i made it easy on myself #but why are you rolling up to the exorcist meeting in a navy blazer and tan chinos? #his uniform color is tan so ig the pants could be from that but the blazer...... #tryna represent the natori clan in front of the other exorcists ig idk #meanwhile matobas just in his gakuran lol #hes not the clan head yet so he can just be there as a kid #he even gets told off by takuma and called seiji-kun.....could you imagine like. #it's weird for him to not be matoba #anyway. um i completely kind of fudged the architecture because its hard to tell where exactly in the building this scene is and #i had a specific composition in mind #i only realized i messed up how the windows work like 3/4 of the way into lineart soooo #but thats the kind of thing only i would notice probably #btw i was originally drawing a different scene of them but i was faced with the reality of foliage. #and i remembered this romeo and juliet ass scene existed so #i chose architecture LOL #okay last thing. i feel like natoris haircut is too polished and nice but fr wtf is his canon hair #im doing my best LOL.........but boy #OKAY im done

[astranauticus]

stultifera navis rerun AKA thinking about Iberia hours again because a lot of the Iberians have such fascinating relationships with the concept of home but specifically Thorns and Lumen are eating at my brain. like where do you call home when the place that is your home Just Fucking Hates You? Elysium's rewinding breeze specifically makes a point to hammers home how differently Iberia treats its Liberi and its Aegir

(which is especially interesting since this comes right after a conversation where Purestream commented on how despite Leizi being a high ranking government official, there are still some experiences that are universal for all Yanese people - because the experience of what Iberia itself is like isnt universal for all Iberians)

But all that being said, Thorns also straight up states that Aegir is not his home, and yeah, how could it be? How could a place you've never been to, never truly known, ever be your home? How could it ever feel like a home?

so where do you go when the place that you are from hates your people and the place your people are from is completely unfamiliar and alien to you? Thorns' answer at the end of the conversation with Aya is: my home is where i chose it to be. my home is where there are people I care about and people who care about me

in the complete opposite direction, Lumen's oprec asks: why do you still stay in a place that wants you gone? because the people of Gran Faro like Jordi well enough but when push comes to shove, they will want the only Aegir in town gone

and yet, when Rald the messenger offers him a chance to leave Jordi turns him down and when he's forced to escape Gran Faro after the people there literally try to send him to his death (or worse) at the hands of the Inquisitors he keeps trying to go back because like everyone in stultifera navis, Jordi is clinging to his own dreams of a golden age

but the shape of that dream is unique to every character and for Jordi, his dreams are deeply, inseparably bound to the Eye of Iberia, the legacy his parents left behind

and it's this dream of becoming someone great, of bringing about that golden age that his parents devoted their lives to help create that ties Jordi to this nothing town because despite everything, despite the mistrust of the townsfolk and the hostility of the Inquisition and the danger from the ocean, he simply cannot leave it behind

(or, because i personally dislike the official translation,)

"I just see this place as my home"

so yeah. not sure what overall point i was trying to make here i'm just. deeply in love with these stories about chosing what is and isn't your home, of saying you will not call a place your home because it has given you no reason to or saying you consider a place your home even though it has given you every reason not to. deeply unwell about them <3

#arknights #asto speaks #not much of an essay writer i just keep thinking about them and i need to force other people to think about them too #thorns story fucks me up bc like. this whole almost found family adjacent idea of like #maybe home isnt something decided by your birth but something you can chose based on what truly matters to you #it just gets to me. i guess. #jordi gets to me in a completely different direction there's nothing personal about it i just find his story *fascinating* #just a guy. a completely normal guy. an absolute nobody caught up in these dreams of greatness while also fully aware of his own normalcy #but never letting either of those overshadow the other. never losing that self awareness or that fuckin obsessive determination #god. what a Character #i love jordi so much like genuinely #i joke a lot about him being just a Guy but thats also kinda like the best thing about him #the fact that he is the way that he is and does all the things he does despite being just a Guy #gently holds #for context i was so hyped about new iberia lore when sn was announced i read the whole thing as soon as it dropped on cn server #cuz someone uploaded all the story sections to bilibili right after it came out #and '我只是把这里当作自己的故乡啊' fucking hit me SO HARD #in like the greater context of elysium demanding to know why hes risking his life in like 5 different ways to return to gran faro #because yeah jordi just doesnt want to leave his home but like we the audience knows the full *weight* of what that home means to him #and the weight of the dreams that made him chose to see Gran Faro as his home and to refuse to let go of that #thats why i like the original a lot more than the translation i think like it really emphasises that active *choice*. #this is the place jordi has *decided* to see as his home and he knows what that means and what it means to him #side note the part on thorns might not actually age well depending on whether hg decides to ever release more aulus lore #i mean i'll gladly take the L if it means more aulus and/or thorns lore like #i just wanna know what (if anything) is tying him to iberia yknow #ak #iberiaposting

[lamaiemiei]

well this morning as I woke up from a 4 or so hour night of sleep i had the brilliant idea of trying to fight Gabriel in 3-2 on Violent while listening to a youtube video, with no in-game music, relatively low in-game master sound and without having actually beaten him (on Violent) after having spent over three hours and a half exclusively trying to kick his ass a few days ago.

so. uhm. yeah. drew how it felt (while also remaining as vague as i could as to not upset anyone lol)

this was both surprisingly hard but also relatively quick? in a weird sort of way? idk girl

screenshots below if you care lol

the 3h30 hour attempt proof (i quit at fucking 3 am my wrists were sore as fuck)

the one successful attempt (was surprisingly quicker than expected)

so uh. yea. laughed really loudly when i did beat him and when he called me an insignificant fuck again. 11/10 will do again.

#my favorite thing to do in ultrakill (aside from bullying V2 into oblivion) is dying to my own projectile boosts <33 #really though i'm sorry this is yet another stupid post and not actual art i just thought this was kinda funny; art is being made i promise #shredding through his health in his first phase is actually really easy i think; it just gets real hard once he goes angy #like just send four coins in the air and hit them with the railcanon (except i was too dumb to do a proper railcoin because ah eto bleh) #but his swords dance attack when he enters his second phase as well as his increased speed are really hard to figure out #also his timings are so different from standard!!! somehow i could parry some of his slashes but almost none of his light hatchets!! #what the fuck!!!! aaaaaa #really though beating Gabriel again was actually fun as hell fr #oh yeah the video i was listening to was a woman commenting on a “healthy christian sex course” while also giving advice and stuff #chose it cause it was almost four hours long and i didn't know how much it might take me to beat Gabe (also cause irony) #(my sense of humour is busted as fuck and really bad and im sorry) #ultrakill #gabriel ultrakill #hb talks #dumb shit #shitpost #←i think. maybe #again if you read through all of this shit i love you <3

[dummerjan]

i just came across ai covers on youtube and people are requesting songs in the comments instead of getting enraged and i am further losing hope in humanity and turning to misanthropy

#meins #for a minute i got really excited about henning may singing take me to church :( #i hate people #have you no appreciation for or understanding of art? clearly not. #why would you want to listen to an ai generated song? even if it sounds like your favourite singer it's not them #it has no feelings to meaning to intention. it is empty and soulless #reading the booklet for sinéad o'connor's album of traditional irish and folk songs gave me so much appreciation for her #she wrote a little bit about each song. why she chose it or what it means to her. #it has added so much to my enjoyment of those songs and i think of it whenver i listen to it #they were chosen with intention with love with a deep appreciation for the music and lyrics and there is a story behind it all #it is art and love and human #i see aboslutely no appeal in ai generated 'music' or 'art' #and i hate that i fell for it for a minute #i was sceptical because i had never heard of henning may covering hozier and since it wasn't just 20-60 sec i am certain #i would have heard about it by now #and something was just a little bit... unsatisfying? something was missing which does apply to a lot of cover songs #(i could go on hour long rants about why people fuck up danny boy (and sinéad o'connor does it best (because she actually takes her time) #or trash madonna's version of don't cry for me argentina (again a song ruined for by everybody else but sinéad - once she has sung somethin #i have a hard time enjoying it by anybody else. the parting glass is an exception. hozier's version is phenomenal)) #but! henning may not giving it his all for a cover? unlikely. very unlikely. #anyway this concludes my tuesday night rant. rather here in the tags than some poor person's inbox. #or i would have kept fuming by myself for another hour or two

[blindecho6]

#I'm just looking at it and I still can't believe I actually drew that #I always wanted to try out this technique where people praw over lineart #and don't worry about uniform colors throught a picture #just picking the ones that are vagualy similar #so ofc I chose a dragon to try this out on #because humans are hard and dragons are just whatever you want them to be #and it's a year of the dragon and it's appropiate to finally post some dragons to celebrate it #and it had to be a noodle dragon because of that #and I still can't believe I drew this thing #It's just so #different from what I usually draw #more realistic that way also #and if my hand just wouldn't be fucking hurting right now like crazy I would promise myself to draw like this more #but right now it's just hurts to even write this lmao #I also can't believe that I set throu the entire night drawing this thing (started around 2am and now is 5:50 am as I'm writing this) #dragon #year of the dragon #noodle dragon #my art #my post

[lives4lovesworld]

Daenerys could literally be the devil reincarnated and it is still infeasible for her to be the one to torch King's Landing;

A desperate Cersei (who is essentially a female!Aerys), a violent hord of religious zealots, two (rightfully) blood-thirsty sand snakes, the tyrells and lannisters about to be at each other's throats, shady Qyburn doing gods know what, are all IN King's Landing. A cocky would-be claimant is marching with deadly-infected, nothing-to-lose, bell-triggered Jon who-regrets-burning-a-city Connington TOWARDS it, and murderous crazy newly crowned Euron Greyjoy lusts for the Iron Throne.

Yet according to the ✨smart book experts✨all these plots will apparently freeze and these murderous hotheads will patiently wait for Daenerys to speed run through all of her essosi plots; travel to Vaes Dothrak, gather all the khalassars, travel to Meereen by horse pace, fight the war against the slavers, deal with Victarion, the Iron fleet and the Dragonbinder, deal with Viserion and Rhaegal being loose, Quentyn's death and his remaining companions, Yunkai and its allies, burn the dead from the pale mare and the war, divide fiends from foes, which the later includes her husband and the Green Grace (tho both could be dead by the time Daenerys returns) meet Red Priest Moqorro and Maester Marwyn, hear about Azor Ahai and the Others, meet Tyrion Lannister, face Jorah Mormont again, hear from Illyiro and Varys's many schemes, mend the wounds of her people, get a large enough fleet to carry her host somewhere and cross half of the world (a journey for which Tyrion and Quentyn needed an enitre book) with a bus stop at Volantis, where she will likely meet Benerro and The Widow At The Waterfront and council the slave revolt, etc... so she is The One™ to barbecue King's Landing since *checks note*... itS sO SUbvErsIve, but also; iTs bEen bUilT uP to ThAT sInCe Aegon’s Conquest. 🤡

#the audacity #asoiaf #asoiaf meta #✨vent time✨ #fandom wank #daenerys targaryen #fuck dany antis #the experts in question; 🐢dumbkween 🦋 and ms. lannister"(dAny wiLl chOse- BITCH I know this must be really hard to grasp for someone that #lack basic reading comprehension but SHE ALREADY DID THAT LIKE 482 TIMES) #also another brand new concept; P A C I N G (ever heard of it?) #like OMG can one dany anti FOR ONCE make basic commen sense? #not all idiots are dany antis but (apparently) all dany antis are idiots #watch them change KL to Oldtown the way these 🤡s changed the water garden to KL #In these speculations Jon Connington and (f) Aegon either just seemed to sit in the Stormlands forever or need three years to get to King's #Landing. OR they conquered the 7K in 2 months no biggie. Euron just endlessly floats in the ocean #Cersei will just look out of a window for #84 years OR die IMMEDIATELY. The sand snake the zealots the two hostile armies just magically disappear or become brainless pawns.

[seventh-fantasy]

三年前夜开宫门 // 十年前东海一战

#hlht #lhl #my posts #look who's at it again. #sorry it's all very complex but first of all. i love how both events would have had less catastrophic outcomes #if both xrj and dfs actually just said the truth to xdq and lxy #like was it hard for them? fucking nO???? they just chose to be like that. that's just how it is. lmaoo love them. #看似两个截然不同的场景 其实都是情和理之间的一场对峙 #xdq and lxy are the symbols of 情 sentiment going to demand something from the xrj and dfs the symbols of 理 reason etc etc #and of course it works out horrifically #they're different. but they're also the same. hope that helps #actually i made this after i was staring at my wallpaper of xdq riding through the snow for more than 5s and go oh yeah.

[tasmanianstripes]

Are you ever tired of the fact that in gaming/fandom spaces when a character uses he/him or she/her it's taken as a fact but when they use they/them it's used as a suggestion?

#thylacines can talk #Y'all remember when people said Frisk Undertale was supposed to be a self-insert character as if that DIDNT LITERALLY GO AGAINST THE WHOLE #FUCKING POINT OF THE GAME? It's like they actively chose to ignore the entire point that Frisk was supposed to be their own character #Because I guess being normal about pronouns was too hard #People love to ignore nuances and plot points in games if it means they get to have an easy excuse to be transphobic #Legitimately saw somebody say The Knight and The Hollow Knight from HK didn't have personalities to say people who relate to them are #stupid and desperate and I Will Fucking Beat You With A Stick. #Not only is the knight having a personality become obvious as you play but the entire God damn plot happened because THK WASNT an empty #husk devoid of personality. Not only is it ignoring THE MAIN FUCKING PLOT OF THE GAME but also it makes the game feel...worse #Them being alive gives it a BITE. The knight not being hollow makes two of the endings that much more tragic because ultimately their #sacrifice would be for nothing. But I guess fuck having an actually compelling story and characters #Just a complete delusional behaviour for the sake of being argumentative. At this point I feel like they don't even believe it and are #just playing the devils advocate because there's NO WAY somebody played/watched this game and came out of it thinking the vessels were #indeed empty husks. Right? RIGHT?

[afarcryfrommymain]

I have this brain defect where I imagine characters in a fantasy/dnd type setting and go fucking nuts over it and then don't elaborate

I doodled Faith Seed encounter and even wrote a silly little narration for it like how I'd introduce her in that sort of setting and I don't know how to cope

#im talking now #far cry 5 #dnd #no i have no coherent idea for the other seeds #like its a vaguely similar plot to main game #but like #idk different at the same time #more castlevania energy but theres nit vampires its just a bunch of freaks who believe god chose them #also i like drawing her in a long flowy dress #i do like the idea of the deputy being part of a court and have a big fuck you sword #jacob can have a dire wolf as a traat #Joseph thinks hes a cleric but hes really a warlock #john. i like cant think of anything for that guy sorry. if yall can lmk but #kinda hard to place him #wizard? maybe? jacob can be a paladin

[b1gwings]

swashbuckler rogue my beloved

#i would never regret the storm sorc/tempest cleric combo that i chose for Bonk because they're an absolute damage MACHINE #but sometimes i wonder who i would be if i had gone down the martial road instead #bonk literally has a pistol and a sword and they're pretty fucking good with both of them. you normally don't see that in sorcerers. #i think my attack bonus with the sword is higher than my spell attack bonus which is kind of insane #next time i level up i have to go through all my spells because honestly im starting to get a little tired of the same old lightning bolt #PLUS now i have transmuted spell so i can just take pretty much any damage spell i want and turn it into lightning damage #for my sweet sweet bonuses #there is just some part of me that needs to play a rogue though. swashbuckler. arcane trickster. soul knife. phantom. anything #normally i don't like playing stealthy characters but there are so many good rogues out there #even a “ruff boi” a la magnus burnsides (fighter/rogue) #multiclassing my beloved too i guess #so hard for me to make a character that i don't multiclass #i might even go paladin/bard with one of my newer characters eventually #inspired by calliope petrichor #but he's different. he'd be a bard because he's a theater kid #but also i want to play a straight up paladin because i want to explore with being a character who has a connection to a god #because i've never done that before #and the themes and motifs are too strong #idk man we'll see how it goes :) #i love dnd #ALSO i feel like i cant make him a bard because i already have TWO OTHER FUCKING BARDS #GUYS (sweating) IM NOT A BARD MAIN I SWEAR #maybe for my paladin i could just take magic adept and learn some bard spells or something? like beverly naddpod? maybe #but it's not about the spells... it's about the performance checks... #i really should be working on my finals right now #im so serious if you've read this far down 1 hi :) and 2 if u have dnd characters PLEASE tell me about them. bats my eyelashes. please

[i-am-a-fan]

once again. i urge all trans people to RESEARCH. RESEARCH THE RISKS. LIKE PLEASEEEEEE. Experiment. go out, look at others.

Take care of your body. Even if it makes you dysphoric. Your body deserves respect.

Medically transitioning won’t cure you. It’s not a medical drug. It’s a tool to help, like make up or clothes. and it has so many risks that you need to make sure you’re willing to take care of.

Ask for help. You deserve comfort.

#I’ve had to listen to multiple detransitioners talk for a project #and it’s so fucking important to listen to them #because they’re right #Being allowed to go on something at 16 when you don’t know who you are yet #and without treating any other underlying factor #is. so. so scary #because it doesn’t get cleaned up. #you just feel worse. #but being trans isn’t a curse #it sucks. and it’s a burden at times #but you can just fit in. #i’m sorry the world made you feel like you have to fight every morning #i’m sorry the world made you feel like you had to chose between being yourself and fitting in #You can pick and choose who you are #i’m sorry the doctors failed you detransitioners #i’m sorry the world made you feel like you only had one path #i’m sorry to those that stopped because you became afraid. or realized how hard it gets #but most importantly #remember to NEVER berate the other side and to listen #do research #always. #🏳️‍⚧️ #i’m very emotional rn #🐊 #speck rambles

[wickershells]

the only thing i will say about the titan, specifically the reactions of poor and working class people, is that i don’t blame anyone for finding some degree of humour or poeticism in the implosion. for once (just once!!!) the rich cutting corners in safety just to make the largest profits actually blew up in their faces, instead of ours. it shouldn’t have happened and i’m always sorry to hear of death and loss in such preventable (and also horrifying) circumstances — especially that of a teenager — but this also applies primarily to cases of factory explosions and mine cave-ins and mall collapses etc. where the death tolls are considerably higher, the victims much less wealthy. there’s a sense of irony here. that’s all

#titanic submarine #mine #also sorry to contribute to the millions of annoying thinkpieces on here lmao #also also it is genuinely hard to empathise wholly with any of them because of the wealth disparity. the fact that i could never in my life #go down there (nor would i even want to) just makes it. ridiculous to even think that they willingly chose to #my opinions on them personally reflect the same opinions i have towards the rich amateur mountaineers who try to scale everest #touring a mass grave site consisting primarily of the bodies of third class passengers. lol. just why the fuck would you want to do that #let alone actually go ahead and do it just because you can. it is near incomprehensible #death of course is sad but their wealth alone signifies they were not exactly stellar themselves #i do not have to be kind to their memory to prove my moral superiority to them — my distinct lack of billionairedom proves it already #like i get not finding it hilarious you do not have to but to suggest working class people making jokes at an absurd situation #are stooping to the same level as billionares causing real material harm through wealth hoarding is. well. disingenuous #at best