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codgod-moved · 10 months
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wanted to draw a fake highschool au screenshot type thing, ended up with this. passing notes in class <3
u can see what the note says under the cut :p
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slime didn’t know how to say “go on a date with me?” in spanish so that’s the best he’s got lmao
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eunxii · 1 year
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Thomas Wayne, sketch
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hircinesring · 3 months
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every now and then i poke my head out like 'whats up eso players' then i see bethesda did sth everyone hates again and go back into my hole, knowing that my avoidance of it is still justified.
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sproutzai · 27 days
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Well. now I unfortunately have the max amounts of boops received . was fun while it lasted I suppose .
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elgog · 1 month
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🙏 ben willb prayer hands of mirth 🙏
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lauryn-order · 2 months
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Someone needs to lecture me for not sleeping before work.
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swirly-lemonade · 11 months
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Guess who’s back fucker! >:D/lh
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Did I whole page of male anatomy and I might end up doing more
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vivanightcity · 5 months
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Name: Yash 'V' Vala
Age: 23
Gender + Pronouns: Man, he/him
Occupation: Courier and runner, both legally and less so. Largely operating in the southern parts of NC, but officially covers the whole city. If something small and physical needs to be somewhere safe and fast and undetected? He's a pretty good option.
Cyberware: Sandevistan, gills, grip feet, reinforced tendons, smuggling compartments in his legs. (Gills provide up to 4 hours of time underwater without resurfacing, given where he got them, they include a filter to help - but not eliminate - the trouble from unclean or dangerous waters. Grip feet basically makes feet prehensile and adds an extra grip surface to the bottom. The storage space used for smuggling is just small compartments, 2 x 6 inches, one in each thigh.)
Long form backstory under the cut: It's long yall, I went a bit ott with it.
His mom was from the Raven and Rats nomadic group when her family arrived in London. Settling their narrowboats in what would’ve been around Limehouse - since the flooding caused by the Thames Barrier bombing, there were a lot of new routes and waterways for the nomads.
After the fall of the thames barrier, Equinox more or less left that area of east london to rot. Seeing it as too much effort for what they’d get back. So for decades there was rampant crime in an almost entirely ungoverned and abandoned city. Officially, no one there existed. No one lived there. Despite the crowded streets of floating walkways, and salvaged tops of flooded old brick buildings turned into rare dry outcroppings, and houseboats, narrowboats, floating shacks made of salvage, littered the entire place. It was alive. Always was. Just. Not according to the government.
In the mid 2050s, there was another push to reclaim and control the area. As it grew, moving into the flooded thames, encroaching more into the highly militarized City and Westminster, there were more clashes between BCF - British Combined Forces - and citizens, as well as criminal groups that used the growing slums and waterways to their benefit. 
Multiple corporations, especially those with headquarters in the city, were pushing for the government to take action and start up a new Urban Development Committee after the past ones failed, or abandoned, the area, to at least get the border pushed back.
ETB - English Tourist Board - wanted to clean up the city to make it more appealing again, especially with R&R and other trouble making groups being able to hide more easily in the sprawling river. IMA - Imperial Metropolitan Agriculture - wanted to use the large flooded space to build artificial floating island farms, to make the most out of the potential, as more and more of the Good British Soil (TM) was being worked to death and lost to city expansion. If they wanted to keep telling people to BUY BRITISH (TM) they’d need more space. 
It was easy to hide the initial clashes and push back, these weren’t residents, there was no proof they were even UK citizens, so it was easy to sell it as the typical xenophobic fearmongering that kept so many in check. Only the east end wasn’t going down easy, and the BCF found themselves against a strangely, and worryingly, united force of nomadic groups who needed the river, criminal groups that thrived in the ungoverned corners, and even militia groups from a bit further east, as the thames basins flooding was felt all the way along, with many areas of South Essex not caring a shit about what was happening in Colchester and the north, but connecting - as they always did - with east london. A shared river, a shared blood, a shared history. So it was easy to redirect from action in East Anglia to a new front. 
Yash’s family were not involved. Like many civilians, they were just caught in between. He wasn’t even born yet when his father was killed. Shot by BCF working as private security on behalf of EBT to scout and find historic areas that could be salvaged of worth or even turned into tourist destinations - the top of greenwich hill, the observatory itself, being a great place to start trying to reclaim for tourism, from the destruction it has seen after decades of apparent ‘misuse’ as a crowded indoor market, with the rare areas of dry actual earth and land around it turned into lush community garden. All fiercely protected by a tight community, quickly labelled as a ‘gang’ by the government. His father worked there, as a mechanic, helping people repair their boats and homewares. When the EBT scouts tried to clear people out, they were harassing people who worked there, civilians of all kinds, including the elderly and children. They moved too slow, they didn’t listen or respond as wanted, to screamed orders and threats. 
His dad stepped in to argue with them, unarmed, untrained, but angry, they can’t treat people like that, and he got shot for his trouble. He was considered a hero to many of them, and his death was a spark for that mislabelled gang to maybe take the label more seriously. If they were going to treat them like criminals, they’ll defend themselves like criminals. When EBT returned to take the royal observatory by force, they were fought back. It was bloody and violent, and the locals lost a lot more people, but they won. There is a mural of those lost still in the observatory, touched up, and sometimes added to, over the decades since. His dad is front and center.
Both his older brothers knew their father very well, being 13 and 9 at the time he was killed. They both deified him, and the fight he set off, and went whole-hog anti-government and anti-corp. They’re, essentially, Rockerboys. (I just can’t remember if Rockerboy is only for that specific genre, or can be applied to any and all anti-authoritarian musicians in the cyberpunk verse? If it’s only the genre, then it doesn’t fit.). They were founding members of the Foundlings. A community gang made up of kids around their age who saw what was done to try and erase the east end, and are going to guerilla warfare street tactics the shit out of things to protect their home. The name coming from the pure numbers who were orphaned and alone after what became seen as a war with the corporations and BCF along the river. 
Yash always tried to keep up with his brothers, but they wouldn’t let him, he was too young, he didn’t understand fully why they did what they did. He was raised with a hatred and distrust of corps and government, and a fierce personal anger for them taking a father he never got to know from him, but he didn’t see the level of violence that the war was. He wasn’t involved. There were still clashes, but it wasn’t the same. The metal wars were in the news, sure, but they weren’t theirs to care about. They had enough trouble on their front door step. 
He got his job as a courier initially through the Mudlarks - A more recent, largely non-violent, smuggling group that operates along the river - not knowing that his brothers put some pressure in to stop him being allowed into the more criminal aspects, even with that, he eventually started pushing to get involved in running dead drops and collections along the river during low tide.
It was the mudlarks that landed him in NC. A london based gin maker - an illegal business without licensing - needed to get some out to NC because an NC based celebrity was throwing a party, and was requesting it. Deep pockets and an affinity since they’d done a world tour and tried some in London.
It was his job to see it got there safely. They’d have someone meeting the cargo at the other end, but he had to accompany it on the orbital transit. When he gets into NCX, he is indeed met, but by NCPD and orbital corp customs. He managed to duck them, but it wasn’t like he could walk back into NCX and try to leave, although NCPD seemed to drop the grudge quickly, he knew Orbital Corp still had him on the no-fly list. On the plus side, he did get a pretty decent pay day when he delivered the order to Empathy, no middle man cut for people in NC. He still transferred what was owed to the mudlarks back to them, but kept the rest. 
They told him to lie low, and even gave him some contacts, largely within Pacifica, Heywood, and the City Center. Pacifica felt the most like home, so he set up shop, got in good with the right fixers, spent some time learning the fastest ways around, and built a good reputation from there.
'V' was actually the symbol his brothers used as a tag, the name they released music under, and they'd always talk a big game about how it was for the east ends victory over the BCF, and the peace they're fighting for etc. etc. but Yash knows damn well that last bit is just a line they thought up later. Typical younger brother, the second he got the chance, he took it. Decided V was his thing now. They couldn't stop him all this way from home after all.
He meets Jackie in the canonical Streetkid way, just without the Heywood local vibes.
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powdermelonkeg · 10 months
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Applaud me, I've cobbled together Cirinel's full Altmeri name
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minnesimme · 2 years
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King of everything and nothing~ the rare occasion that I make a boyeee ♥♥♥♥♥ Creators @simomo-cc @saruin @vampirepill @llazyneiph blender scene @vscenes
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kithtaehyung · 1 year
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3tan drop when tho 🥹
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so i was hoping to get it done before tour,, but idk if that’s possible now😭 so i was thinking releasing a little bit of the chapter before i leave.. what do y’all want?🥺
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yaut-jaknowit · 1 year
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You’ve mentioned having translator devices in some of your fics, do you have an idea of how those would work? Like do they just play audio with the translation or is it way more “weird sci-fi shit”?
From a few other fics I read, I've come to the conclusion of the device speaking like google translate. As the other person speaks, the translator will start to speak and translate. For my stories and worldbuilding, the translator sits underneath the skin, right behind the ear. The process to insert can hurt if not done properly or can become infected. It connects to the cochlea. So other people can't hear the translator, only you. All it is is a small device, no bigger than a quarter. You can barely see it or feel it there.
There are a few theories of my own that will have side effects from said device. Like I stated before, if it's not correctly, then it can cause hear lose, sometimes permeant if they're that bad at their job. Another side effect could be tinnitus.
To be honest, a lot of my stories is weird sci-fi shit, lol. I try to make things seem logical, but I can only do so much when it comes to space and aliens!
Thank you for the ask!
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lunarriviera · 1 year
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welp
giving up on hiatus. february's too awful without you <3
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kenzie-ann27 · 6 months
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2, 13 & 25!
oh, hi anon thank you so much for the asks
2. What fic are you most proud of?
between my succession fics... I think overkill is the one I am most proud of in the sense that it was very much outside my comfort zone, like there were a lot of elements in there that I haven't tried writing before but I think it turned out okay? I don't think I'll ever be able to write smut so I went as vague with that as possible, but I've never done a big argument scene either, and that one was a lot of fun to write. and I gave them a happier ending, which is just not what I usually do, I normally either leave it super vague or I give them very sad endings
13. Do you make playlists for your fics?
I do not, though I also don't always listen to music when writing, it depends on the mood. if I am listening to music, it's my big personal playlist that you can see here
25. Give an excerpt from one of your already published fics that you really like.
as much as I want to go with the reveal of stewy's girlfriend in little knight's gambit, I'll settle on a bit from overkill:
"My father loved me," Kendall insisted, mainly to himself. He understood Stewy's feelings towards his father well enough to know he couldn't change his mind. Not when he endured that wrath just the same. "He trusted me. He cared about me. I'm not fucking clay. I'm his son."
"He threw a glass plate at your back when Shiv painted your nails once," Stewy blinked. "You still have that scar."
"Don't fucking- you wanna talk about your dad, Stew?" Kendall scoffed. "No yelling in the Hosseini house, your dad only fucking burned you with his cigars. When's the last time you wore anything with short sleeves? 1992?"
I wanted to give a rather different take on stewy's parents that I don't see a lot in fics, a more harsh take? I wanted to give his dad a specific habit and I landed on the cigar thing, which I had originally wanted to write as a thing logan did, but I think it works here well enough, like... to kendall, it was bad because there was no back and forth, stewy's parents didn't yell or scream like the people in his family did, so maybe that's why it was so off-putting to him? not that he would care of his dad burned him or not
another bit I enjoyed writing was stewy calling kendall a petulant closet case, it's such a biting insult that you can tell he's been waiting to pull that one out, I think?
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obsessive-dumpling · 2 years
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*sigh* Alright, fine, I'll admit it. I saw the leaks. I hope you're happy.
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sepulchritude · 2 years
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For your editing practice
A hard mode with this raccoon I saw, Or a baby photo of my dogs
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I thought I was done for the night but I couldn’t stop thinking about the raccoon. I’ll include your dogs (v cute btw I love them!) tomorrow when I answer your other ask
Anyway I wasn’t sure what to do with it other than jack the exposure and highlights all the way up, so I used the other sliders to try and make it look like it’s from one of those horror documentaries
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