#I will never get over how fun this design was

[writersdrug]

Simon Riley x Dog Sitter! Reader pt. 3

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Warnings: mild cursing, boredom, thas really it

A/N: Holy shit I cannot believe how much love this is getting, and it's so much fun to write!! I've decided to makes this a fully fledged fic instead of just a drabble, and I'll be posting it on ao3 too! Let me know if you'd like to be added to the taglist! Also sorry if formatting changes, I'm trying to have some sort of order among my writing.

Simon had never told you how long he'd be gone - which was fine, your flat was only a twenty-minute drive from his home, should you need to do laundry or get more soap. You had some freelancing logo-design work you could focus on in your downtime, and Simon had been gracious enough to leave a note on the coffee table with the wifi password. Truth be told, you imagined this would feel like a holiday: no more shitty bosses. You were your own boss, here. You could make your own schedule, as long as you made time for Riley.

You soon discovered, after moving into Ghost's house, that it was very much not a vacation. The interior of his home was so barren that it made you feel like you had been sent to an asylum. On your first day there, you managed to get a bit of freelance work done; after that, you tried watching the telly, but you couldn't drown the heavy restlessness in the back of your mind.

You decided to phone a friend.

"What's Riley like?" Leslie said through the phone, which was tucked under your ear.

"Military dog." You replied. You were lying on the floor next to Riley, stroking her fur as her head rested on your stomach. "So proper, I've never seen anything like it. You know- when I made breakfast today, I dropped some food on the linoleum- she didn't bat an eye. Girl just watched."

"That's amazing... you know Donald would have run to it like it was the first meal he'd been fed in years."

You laughed, making Riley's head bounce on your abdomen. "Mum has got to stop feeding them real food..."

"What about the client?" Leslie said, changing the subject. "Simon, was it? What's he like?"

"Honestly?" You began, scratching between Riley's ears. "A decent guy, don't get me wrong - but bland. Gruff. His apartment is, too."

"Just like ya mum always said." She snickered. "Can I see?"

You sighed. "Nah, I never checked if it was ok to bring people over. Not sure if he'd appreciate me giving you a tour. But I'll ask next time if you can visit."

"That's fair..." You heard her shuffling around on the other end of the line. "Well listen babes, I should get back to work. Got five left on my lunch break."

You groaned at the prospect of having to be alone in Simon's barren home again. "Alright... still on for this Thursday?"

"You know it! Nina's coming too."

You grimaced. "Whoop-tee-doo..."

"Oh, c'mon, I'll make sure she's civil. Love ya."

"She'd better be. Love you!"

The call ended with a click, and you let the phone slide from your shoulder with a sigh. You stared at the ceiling, running through what you could possibly do. You'd already had a shower at your flat before coming here, you'd done plenty of work...

Riley tilted her head up to look at you, sensing your frustration. You looked back down at her.

"What d'you and Simon do all day?" You asked.

She sighed and looked away.

Maybe it was time for a walk.

"Alright, Riley!" You said, pocketing your phone and sitting up. She scrambled up at the sudden movement; her eyes followed your every move as you stood, her stare expectant and excited.

"Fancy a walk?" You asked.

She whined and yapped, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

You chuckled. "C'mon, then - before you and I both start going insane."

On your way to the closet to fetch her leash, she had nearly knocked you down to beat you there. You huffed, leaning down to grab your shoes and tug them on. She sat (im)patiently and watched, her tail slapping against the wooden floor.

"Alright, alright..." You laughed, grabbing her leash and latching it onto her harness. She obediently trotted to the front door and sat, waiting for you. You opened the door and stepped outside, confused when the leash tugged in your hand. You looked back inside and saw that Riley hadn't moved from her seat on the floor. She looked at you, ears forward and eyes eager as she waited for... something.

You looked at her, puzzled. "What's wrong, girl?"

She whined, pointing one foot up and thumping her tail against the floor.

Oh, right. Military dog.

"Okay, Riley." You said clearly, and she happily trotted out the door. You chuckled, locking the deadbolt behind you and beginning the much needed walk. She stuck right by your side, never passing you nor falling behind.

For the kind of gruff, admittedly shady man that Simon was, you noticed that he lived in a pretty nice area. If you told your mum where he lived, she'd blow a cap out of jealousy - the houses were neatly lined down the street, each one with a driveway and a small garden bed underneath the living room windows. Simon's was noticeably bare - Christ, even his grass was thinner than the other neighbors', how does one manage that?

You eyed his empty garden bed as you passed it. You wondered if he would let you plant a few things... just to liven up the drabness. A couple of Hostas, maybe some African Violets... you knew he wouldn't want too much colour, but he definitely needed something to brighten his home. Currently, it stuck out like a sore thumb against the other houses. Not to mention, it would give you something to slice through the boredom of staying here.

Eventually, the sidewalk led to the edge of a small patch of woods. A bridge stretched over the creek, which then led to a longer, winding path through the trees. You came to a halt, reading the sign next to the trail.

"Po-wee-hee-co park..." You mumbled and Riley stared at you with her tongue hanging from the side of her mouth. "Poeheko Park? You ever been here?"

She looked between you and the trail, sniffing the air. She licked her lips and whined.

"Suppose not, Simon's only ever dragged you around the block a few times, huh?"

She eyed the trail warily, but you could see her eyes brimming with eagerness and interest. You chuckled, reigning in her leash and starting over the bridge. "Time for an adventure!"

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Simon sat stoicly on the heli, eyes fixed on the wall across from him. His palms rested on his thighs, fingers splayed. He appeared calm and collected, focused on the mission that Priced had debriefed not too long ago.

Except, the mission couldn't have been further from his mind. He was thinking about you and Riley. We're you giving her enough attention? That was a dumb question; clearly you knew how much attention a dog needed. You'd done this before... but had you ever worked with a dog that had certain needs and medications? You never mentioned it during the interview, and he didn't remember to ask. What if you couldn't see the signs when Riley's pain was flaring up? What if you had forgotten that she needed pain medication?

He thought about texting you - but he quickly shut the thought down. He'd reserved texting for emergencies only, and he knew you were good at your job. There wasn't a moment of your life you hadn't spent around dogs, of course you would take perfect care of Riley.

"Honin' in, LT?" Soap's voice echoed through the coms as he took the seat opposite from Simon. He was relaxed, as if this was just another Friday for him - well, Simon supposed, it was.

"Always." Simon replied gruffly, focusing back on the mission at hand. He cleared his throat and flexed his fingers, trying to keep a cool composure.

"How's Riley doin'?" Soap asked. "Know I jus' seen 'er a few days ago, but- ye finally cave n' get someone to pet sit?"

Simon grunted. "'Course. Not gonna leave 'er alone that long, it'd be torture."

"Who'd ye get?"

"What's it to you?"

"Secret service? Ye snag one of the Royal Guards fer the job?"

"Jog on, Soap." Simon warned with a serious look, and Soap raised his hands in defense.

He couldn't tell Johnny about you. A fierce, possessive feeling in his chest told him not to. He knew Johnny had a thing for young, pretty things like you, and he refused to let you fall victim to his desires. In fact, he hated the thought of it.

But- who was he? Why was he being so protective over someone he barely knew? You were an adult, perfectly capable of making your own decisions. Why should Simon cockblock you and Johnny? So what if he wanted to shag you?

Mentally, he shook his head. No. Never. He'd lock you in his house if it meant keeping Jonny away from you. Even if Simon wasn't anything more than your client, he wasn't going to allow Johnny to get close to you. It would be too weird. You're his, after all.

...

Fuck.

He sighed and adjusted his position in his seat. You and Johnny didn't even know each other, for Christ's sake. He was overthinking all of this. You'd probably never even meet his team, why would you need to? You only ever have reason to spend time in his house, not on base. You just watch Riley, make breakfast in his kitchen, sleep on his couch, maybe his bed, if you're with the dog... using his bathroom, his shower...

He scowled at himself. Maybe hiring you was a huge mistake. You were too distracting.

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[inupibaldspot]

Let’s Give it One More Try

pairing: gojo satoru x reader

Note ₊˚⊹♡ : you and gojo are getting a divorce :((

Your fingers tighten at the edge of the papers and then slammed it onto a fancy desk, designed by a famous architect; a name you had forgotten. I mean… if you were to remember every designer of the furniture inside the house, your brain would probably explode.

Your lawyer beside you shivers as he suddenly feels the air around him grow cold, at a very rapid pace. His eyes wander to see the air conditioning still working, and his eyes the trail towards his side. He gulps as he takes on his clients appearance, you.

Your face was cold and actions were merciless. “These are my part of the agreement.” You spat viciously.

“Dealing with these is a hassle so let’s get over this quickly.” Your eyes trail to your lawyer, who quickly straightens under your gaze as he nods in agreement. “But I slept well without you. The morning is also very peaceful; I didn’t have my ears bleeding while I ate my breakfast.”

“Thank god you’ve been eating well. Back when we first met I remember you’d never eat properly.” To your dismay, Gojo beams at you full of affection with makes your resolve waver. “I almost fainted when you told me you forget to eat then-“

“— I said we’ll keep this short, Gojo-san.” You says as you lean back, crossing your hands. Your face twitches with annoyance when you see your now ex-husband with still a melted look, eyes slightly dazed and flowers blooming in the background as he focuses on only you. You are annoyed because satoru makes you waver.

Your lawyer clears his throat as he hands over another stack of paper over. “My client wants to do a 50-50 and—“

“Are you crazy?” Gojo’s lawyer jumps out of his seats as his face pulls into a frown. “You want 50 percent of THE Gojo Satoru’s property?”

“Yeah!” Gojo also jumps out of his seat, a nerve pops on his forehead in annoying. “How could you ever think of that?!”

Your lawyer smalls at the sudden outburst.

“That’s too much!”

“That’s too little! Take all of it, babe.”

“Huh?” The duo sitting at the other side of the table looks at each other at confusion as they give slow dumb blinks. His lawyer clears his throat. “No gojo-san, what your saying is your going to give the entirety of Gojo estate to your now ex-wife.”

“Yup.” Gojo gives his answer a bit too quickly.

“That’s fucking dumb.”

“Woah— you’re my lawyer! You can’t be saying that.” Gojo shouts back as his lawyer massages his temple taking a seat.

“Take it all babe.” Gojo turns to you and smiles, it was a simple boyish smile, taking on the look of a man who was simply and all in love. “Become the head of the Gojo clan.” He adds with a laugh.

But you didn’t take that lightly as your eyebrow furrowed. “Are you making fun of me?”

“Of course not.” Gojo leans back, on arms over his seat and other on his lap, legs spread apart. Your ex-husband was so attractive. “Just—“

He tilts his head as his smile is softening. “Just before all this…let’s give it one more try.” His voice was strained taking on a tone one would make when they beg. “But this time, I promise I’ll be by your side. Let’s live alone in an apartment, just two of us?”

Your breath hitched.

You knew what Gojo was implying. Being wed to Gojo Satoru meant you were always under watchful eyes. Every breath you take, every step, every strand of hair that was messed up would be judged; and you collapsed under the pressure of those watching eyes.

And now Gojo was proposing you what you’ve always wanted. Memories made by newly wed lovers in a small yet affordable apartment where we could just cook and dine amongst ourselves, take afternoon naps on the sofa on lazy sundays and breathy soft kisses as he could pick you and place you on the counter top.

That’s was all you wanted.

“I realized how you were feeling about everything…”Gojo’s voice was unusually soft, and raspy as if he was struggling to speak. “so I actually wanted to surprise you with an apartment but…”

But before that you slammed the divorce paper on his face.

“Please y/n… just one final chance.” His slightly teary blue eyes looking into yours, makes your breathing stop. “Can you let me be yours again…?”

You swallow, the busy world now contains simply two of you in your vision as fingers play nervously with eachother as your finally open your mouth to speak.

“—“

Note ₊˚⊹♡ : so now the question is do you say yes or no? ✧

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[ellecdc]

💰jingle jingle💰

how much for you to continue the barty shirt fic where they make it up to the tower and tell the marauders🤭

I'll give you this one for free but the rest will cost you

Barty Crouch Jr x potter!reader who tattles on Jegulus

CW: making fun of only children, siblings insulting one another, platonic Prongsfoot drama, no real angst - just chaos Continuation of this one shot

The trek from the Slytherin dungeons up the Gryffindor tower in a full sprint was unideal for even the most athletic and fit quidditch player in the castle; but if there was one thing a lifetime worth of living with James Potter and his pranking ways prepared you for, it was running.

Fortunately for you, this was not a universal experience and you were quickly able to leave Regulus and Barty well enough behind you.

You screamed the password at the Fat Lady who shrieked in fear when she saw you barrelling towards her causing her to open so quickly that the portrait thwacked against the stone walls and you all but dived into the common room. 

You stood up straight as your chest burned to survey the patrons of the common room only to find that the entire common room was already doing the same to you.

“Circe’s tits, Potter.” Lily said with a smirk. “You look like you were trying to outrun Peeves.”

Your smile turned devious as you continued panting. “Better.” You answered quickly, turning your sights towards your brother, Peter, Remus, and…

“Sirius!” You greeted as you speed-walked over to their sofas.

“Hey Trouble; get tired of the snakes?” Sirius teased as he moved a chess piece with an air of nonchalance.

You were eager to change that.

Before you could open your mouth, two Slytherin’s came spilling into the common room before the portrait had a chance to close behind them.

“I’m so glad you could join me for this.” You taunted Regulus who’s jaw tightened as he straightened himself up and shook Barty’s hand off his shoulder.

“Isn’t this a nice shirt, Siri?”

Sirius looked up at that as he considered your form. “Yeah, actually; that’s designer, right?”

You look down at it with a smirk when you heard Regulus whisper a cautionary, “Potter.”

“I’m not sure…it’s got a little crown on the sleeve.” You explained innocently.

Sirius’ eyebrows widened at that. “Shit. Yeah those are super expensive; but great quality and super soft. Great choice, Junior.”

“Thank you!” Barty accepted eagerly. “See Treasure? Black gets it.”

You smirked as you looked over at James who you could see by now was clearly sweating. “Right…but I actually stole this from Jamie’s trunk.”

James’ eyes shot to Regulus as yours moved back to Sirius who was staring at you bemusedly.

“That is not Prongs’ shirt, and didn’t Junior just admit it was his?”

“Nope.” Barty answered with a pop of the p. “I admitted buying it.”

“Why are you buying clothes for James?” Remus asked cautiously then, eyes darting nervously between your mischievous form, James’ anxious form, Regulus’ tense form, and Sirius’ confused form.

“Oh, I’d never buy clothes for that Potter.” Barty scoffed. “That shirt was Reggie’s birthday present last year.”

The sound of Peter’s hand slapping against his mouth as he stared at you all wide eyed was the only sound in the entire common room.

Remus was holding his book in front of his face like a shield as he watched the spectacle that was his friend group.

Finally, Lily let out a long suffering sigh. “Potter, you might want to take this chance to get a head start.”

“Right.” James agreed quickly as he took off towards the portrait hole, pausing as he passed Regulus, seeming to decide since he was already going to die tonight, he may as well go big or go home.

He paused long enough to pull Regulus into a searing kiss before ripping away from him and taking off out of the common room.

The room continued to sit silently as everyone digested what they just saw.

“Did we seriously lose both Potter’s to Slytherin’s?” Marlene asked finally, causing Regulus to scoff.

“Like you’ve got a leg to stand on here, McKinnon.”

“At least I’m not fucking my brother’s best friend!” She volleyed back, causing Sirius to let out a dramatic gagging sound.

“You lot really need to spend less time worrying about who your siblings are shagging.” Peter said with an air of finality.

“Thank you!” You and Regulus chorused, causing you to glare at one another.

“You’re taking this rather well, Pads.” Remus chuckled, tapping Sirius’ knee with his book as Sirius continued staring unseeingly at the portrait hole.

“Mhm.”

Remus and Peter exchanged a worried glance. “What are you waiting for?” Peter asked finally.

“James will get lonely when he realizes no one is chasing him.” He replied in monotone. “He’ll be back in a few.”

“Sirius, please be cool about this; I’m happy, alright?” Regulus sighed in exasperation.

Sirius’ eyes flit over to his younger brother as his brows furrowed. “Listen, am I particularly pleased about…this? No. But that’s not what I’m going to kill him for.”

“What are you going to kill him for?” You inquired, wondering if it was worth writing home to your parents about.

The second your sentence finished, James cautiously stepped back through the portrait hole to find the common room in much the same state as he’d left it.

Suddenly, Sirius stood from his spot on the sofa. “ALL THOSE TIMES YOU TOLD ME YOU WERE TOO BUSY TUTORING TO PRANK WITH ME, YOU WERE DITCHING ME FOR MY BROTHER!?”

The room collectively grimaced as they looked over at James. 

“Listen mate, it’s not what it looks like.” James pleaded, earning him a scoff from his best friend.

“It isn’t what it looks like!? Because the way it looks to me is that you lied, and you kepy secrets! You know, there was a point in this relationship that trust and honesty meant something!” Sirius shouted back.

“It does!” James offered quickly. “It does, Pads! Swear it!”

“Right, forgive me, but your word means nothing to me right now.” He spat as he went storming up towards their shared dorm, James quickly following behind.

“Please don’t shut me out like this; you’re still my other half!”

But the rest of the argument performance was silenced when the door to their room shut behind them.

“Well, Regulus.” Remus sighed with a tired smile. “Welcome to the family; our boyfriend’s are each other’s boyfriends, and this happens every three days.”

“Salazar’s fucking balls.” Regulus groaned as he threw his head back. “This is why I didn’t want it going public.”

“Oi!” You shouted as you lobbed a throw pillow at your new future brother-in-law. “If you’re going to love my brother, love him with your whole chest, coward!”

“You take that back.” He hissed at you.

“I’ll do no such thing.”

“I…I don’t know what to do…should…should we get a professor? What’s happening?” Barty started, looking around the Gryffindor common room with a look of panic on his face.

“Oh, relax, Junior. Your only child is showing.” Remus sighed as he pulled his book back out.

“Aren’t you an only child, Lupin?”

“Yup.” Remus responded as he turned a page of his book. “But I’ve lived in the same tower as the Potters for seven years, and dealt with Sirius and Regulus for the past two; you pick up a few things. Things like this-” he explained as he pointed towards you and Regulus who were still throwing insults back and forth. “Is what siblings call bonding.”

Lily chuckled as Marlene, Barty, Peter, and Remus watched as you called Regulus a “spoiled rotten toerag” to which he replied that “even listening to your voice made him feel like he was losing brain cells”.

“Siblings are weird.” Barty decided.

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[sunnys-side-upside-down]

@klavierpon and I did a "3 emoji" character design art trade!! This is the character I came up with from the emoji set they gave me

It was a lot of fun and I might do more of these in the future!

#I will never get over how fun this design was #I think i'll do more in the future when I have more time!! #btw I've started another semester of school again and im currently doing another season of color guard which I jumped straight into #yesterday so im mad busy rn #gonna start doing 14 hour days of practice after today so i wont be active for a bit #hope all you lovelies are doing well!! #and another thank you to klavierpon for suggesting this art challenge/trade!! #i had a TON of fun!! #mlp #digital art #oc #3 emoji challenge #procreate #pony #zebra

[presiding]

formerly an essay in tags but - billie lurk. half-nameless, misremembered woman. her powers derived from the things taken from her, without any catharsis or empowerment. the rat charm, tied with deidre's hair, her lover's voice in the mouth of rats. her arm and eye, taken, given back only to cause her chronic pain, then lost again. foresight seems a cruel gift for a woman who botched the timing of her takeover of the whalers, and bet wrong when it came to delilah.

she never bore the outsider's blessing; his first visit to her was more like an assault. every other dishonored POV character gets the choice to be selfish, and for that selfishness to mean something, but billie's actions have no effect on the world at large, either, in a game without a chaos system.

some say that corvo is the ghost, but he can reach out and change things. billie's buried herself twice and come back and nothing she does seems to matter - she is less a protagonist, more a convenient full stop in the narrative.

try this: open doto, start a new game. sit in her cabin. notice how little of billie there is. even the woman she loved more than anyone has the face of another named character.

she sits amongst the assets of other games: empty canvases and a dressmaker's mannequin that wears nothing.

#billie lurk #even the wiki is wrong about her its infuriating #pulled this out of tags because fuck it #in daud's DLCs even the stories that weren't about him were about him #but billie's stories are the scrapheap. they're the stuff they couldn't squeeze in elsewhere. cheap jokes and macguffins #i'm not even roasting the devs for this i think releasing dishonored in 2016 then DotO in 2017 was a feat (derogatory) #games should be made slowly and with love #and i know that everyones talked about this endlessly #but billie is my fav and it sucks that she got a game that only causes me to grieve for her as a character #not FOR her as a person #only the potential story that never was. that she never got. #you can have your strong black woman and not turn her into a trope. give her depth and range and heartache and agency. yes there was traged #but how did it SHAPE her? #dont get me started on her being designated caretaker of a former god and dying assassin. what the fuck #some of this i'd be more okay with if she was younger - i mean. the blank canvases? really? #this game could have been about wyman and there's not that much that would have changed in terms of the core story #“found out the asshole that killed your mother is still around. gonna go deal with that.” #emily who is stoned: “cool.bring me snacks on the way back” #wyman: “oh he's saying actually it was gods fault and that its possible to kill him. well i have literally nothing in my schedule” #billie's not surprised by anything anymore but maybe wyman would freak out over most of it. could have been a lot of fun #also you cant fuck up wymans characterisation. they barely exist. #local empress sends her enby girlboyfriend to kill god #pres writes increasingly deranged essays in the tags #death of the outsider spoilers #i have to complain about doto once every year or so or i die #but i'm not really gonna let arkane hide behind dev excuses when it comes to racism like. its not enough

[derpinette]

i hated airpods & phones with those big fugly cameras in the back when they were announced as a concept & i hate them even more each time i see that hideousness in person

#i remember when i was 11 ( sorry for being a zoomer ) getting into an argument with an online acquaintance #over airpods because i thought they were retarded but she thought they were cool as if bluetooth ear pieces were a new invention #remember how the world used to make fun of them not even that many years prior. she was like nooobut you can hide them for cheating #& against thievery ( OK the only fair point I GUESS ) but they are just so ugly to me & stupid not practical too easily lost & damaged #especially with that pricetag like they could have made something COOL or Kawaii but of course sleek Nothing design is “in” #still after a decade now ♯MAKEITSTOP #honestly only like bluetooth for file sharing when necessary anything else is devilwork #as for the new giant multiple cameras design i mean use your eyes has there ever been an uglier decision #even if i had money i could never own a touch screen phone without a middle button & a normal camera lense in the back #like just looking at them makes me angry BUT mostly apple products i think android ones are less hives inducing #but TBH i have no headphone jack so... on my old broken phone i did but not this one -_- where are my principles...... #well i will wear this one down until it dies i already have a cracked arse screen so until it breaks i will downgrade #also remember how cute silicone phone cases were in the early to mid 2010s ♯BringThatBack #honestly can you even i think phones today are just too damn big Not mine Doe 🦌 mine is almost perfectly sized for my hands (iphone7) #at least people have more charms than ever in my city at least i see people with cute lanyards & zoomer style JesusBeaters so great ^_^ #sorry for complaining all the time but also if you are not here for my Kvetching then what else could you be here for... #*jumps into a well from shame*

[ibrokeeverything]

I'm sorry but how can you watch the end of the curse of the black pearl and not think that Elizabeth, Will, and Jack are poly???

"If all I have achieved here is that the hangman will earn two pairs of boots instead of one, so be it."

"It's right here, between you and Jack." "As is mine."

"So this is where your heart truly lies then?" "It is."

And Jack telling Elizabeth they never would have worked, all fond and apologetic, feeling awfully like compensation for and the masking of real emotion. And how he approaches Will with the same earnest quality before pulling back into the easy compliment toward his hat.

Like, excuse me? That is in love behavior if I've ever seen it

#watch me go insane over the potc movies #i swear we'll never see anything quite like them ever again #they're truly one of a kind #there's something special there that puts them in a league of their own #they're fun and silly but have a substantial plot to back it up #you get swept up in the whirlwind of romance but they never feel overly sappy or melodramatic #they have the perfect balance of action to downtime #and the pacing is surprisingly fantastic for how freaking long they are #I'm looking at you at world's end #and don't even get me started on the music and characters and set design and wardrobe and well everything else #these tags ended up completely derailing into me gushing about potc 😅 #anyway they're all bi and in love #the end #potc #pirates of the caribbean #the curse of the black pearl #will turner #william turner #elizabeth swann #jack sparrow

[ben-the-hyena]

Had a very good day, good news kept coming, time to go to bed with a smile-

*finds out a NOTP became semi-canon because of the main crew who decided to randomly post ship art years later on their social*

Oh

#yes this is about luberto. never saw the good in that ship nor liked how the fandom saw the movie as a lgbt story #when the director said it was based on his childhood and his platonic childhood friend. but apparently his own crew disagrees #i don't care. i'll never ship it anyway. have fun with it just away from me ok ? why does everything have to be romance #plus luca straight up had a crush on Giulia in the storyboards (I don't ship either tho). so if gay it is one sided on Alberto side #(alberto I never liked either. ugly design(s) annoying personality and super possessive of Luca causing him trouble. toxic) #also sorry but in the 50s Mediterranean friends were that touchy it's not necessarily romance. it's getting lost precisely because 'no homo' #reaction image #lol #aaah. rant over. i feel better :) #i don't ship it !

[llatimeria]

Someone reblogged that dnd uquiz from me and their result was warforged druid which made me go "wait, what? aren't warforged the robot-looking guys? how can a robot be a druid??", but then i realized i know exactly how a robot can be a druid:

#google warforged druids btw theyre very fun designs #ive been toying with getting back into dnd since the movie really inspired me abt how fucking awesome dnd can be #so ive accidentally ended up thinking about hypothetical dnd characters all day #rosie and i took the quiz answering as if our non-dnd ocs vinny and milo were in the general dndverse #vinny got aasimar bard which is really funny because in every other au he's in he's still a winged humanoid fkfhdnhdbd #and milo got hobgoblin bard and ive never really considered hobgoblins before but im rotating them in my mind now? #hobgoblin bard sounds rly fun #but also because vinny got aasimar bard it made me start thinking about two things #1. the popular depiction of angels blowing horns could make a cool aasimar bard. aasibard #2. brass instruments are underutilized for bards in general... everyone goes for the guitars/lutes. including me #but brass is super heavily associated with war and battle and the climax of hollywood movies where good triumphs over evil #and whats more inspiring & awestriking in the bbeg battle than a literal angel decending upon your enemies with a huge golden trumpet #that fills you with both magical and psychological strength as it blares loudly over the clashing of chainmail and swords #the tumpet. bwaa

[pe4cewalker]

shadow my friend shadow :^)

#sth #sth fanart #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sonic fanart #sonic the hedghog fanart #my art #watched sonic 2 a couple weeks ago but sadly this is all ive been able to make :( also sonic is so hard for me to draw for no reason at all #so i always default to shads hes sooo fun to draw i will never get over how much i love his design :^)

[sysig]

Hey, those look familiar! (Patreon)

#Doodles #Villainsona #Just Desserts #I decided to go back and give a second chance to the scrapped outfits - and then since I still had more I'd made for funsies I did those too #Everyone gets another go around! Lol #It really was the scrapped outfits that started it tho - I was still very much of the silhouette mindset and I wanted to see how they fared #A mixed bag! Which is about what I expected tbh #I was the most pleased with the way over-scalloped design lol who could've guessed ♪ But it Does have the strongest silhouette! #Like yeah okay capes and capes - the Little Red and Queen designs do nothing for me because they start too high #Obviously I wasn't thinking about how her modified wings would interact with her outfit until later but they're a very important element! #A cape kinda defeats the purpose of the wings or becomes self-defeating lol #Either it enhances the silhouette behind her - which the wings are meant to do - or they cover her wings completely #Or in the worst case there's a slot for her wings to poke through and she gets tangled in both lol #There's themes there but it's not the visual I want! Haha ♪ #Tails are probably the strongest silhouette I can work in that won't conflict with her wings but hmmm I'm still unconvinced #Which is a shame! That's one of the oldest design elements that I wanted to integrate! #A large collar also keeps making a reappearance but I still don't know how to make it less clunky lol #Returning to the digital outfits was fun too :) Since I never doodled them on paper and all #Drawing her with those metal shine lids is really fun too hehe ♪ #I think my favourite is still the Ren Faire outfit :) It just looks so comfy! I'd wear that irl haha

[keeps-ache]

outside once again for designated outside time

#just me hi #the sun. ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh #it's nice rn :3👍 #//thinking of writing/drawing !! ? #i am PUMPED but it's the kind where it has no rhyme or reason so i just sit here vibrating hfbhs #i have GOT to finish a thang by today or i won't have it ready for tomorrow #so i SHOULD do that.. #gotta redo the sketch tho. cuz the initial idea is Way too much for the time i've got fbhs #not something i usually say but i am Always getting blindsided by the complications that come with animation lolll #i think 'oh i like drawing characters over and over again! this should be fun' but it is NOT the same #//WHERE YA THINK YA GOIN BABY HEEEYY I JUST MET YOU- #//cough anyway yea lol :3 #was also thinking i was gonna come out of my pi.e brain but i really heard One good song and oh there i go again hfbvshvf :D #it's just [strangling gesture (positive)] you know ? #Oh i made a thing for that too but i'll post it in a minute lol :) #//anyway speaking of designated outside time can SOMEBODY take me to a riverfront Please #i miss skating at the riverfront hbsh #cuz it was Always empty (except for the people fishing n they never moved from the railing) and i could go So Fast #i get kinda wobbly now though i gotta work on that lol :> #+ i wanna learn how to do jumps again. those were fun :D #my brother reed could JUMP though dude #the one time we went to open street they had ramps out and he was FLYING hfbsh #/though also speaking of that i think i'm getting better at turns again :D #it's taking a minute to remember how to use my feet but i'm getting there >:3 #//okey i'm gonna go spin now though :>>> #ooo toodles ooooo [ghosts away] !

[dirt-str1der]

Kiryu doesnt use plasters (band aids for american) because hes an open air wound kind of man but if he did he would put the adhesive over the wound

#Yakuza loveblog #sorry i just imagined him buying a pack of plasters at the poppo and then i was like wait no he wouldnt #this is because i also have a pack of plasters in my bag but theyre for my friends when they get blisters for wearing uncomfortable shoes #if i have a scratch or a wide cut you will never catch me wearing a plaster even for fun #you know how ryo has a plaster on his cheek all the time ? kiryu would never do that #as a kid he just had that open scratch on his cheek #thats his character design. even if he had a blister he would just roll his sock over it and then keep trucking in his gay little shoes #if he got a cut and haruka gave him a plaster he would first of all take the plastic off and hold on to the sticky parts to put it on his c #cut. and then he would paste the adhesive on the wound like he wouldnt even do it properly and he would pull it off at a mdoerate pace too #moderate. pace. and if hes helping a kid put on a plaster he would also put the adhesive over the wound and get screamed at

[soranker]

hmm was thinking about it and i just wanted to ask, is there a particular character you hate to draw because of how difficult it is for you? tried to draw knives for the first time and absolutely hated it... think it's cause he's so... clean (?) so it makes it harder but blah blah blah

guys……. im gonna be so honest with yall rn…………….. I ACTUALLY THINK WOLFWOOD IS RLY HARD TO DRAW LMAO😭😭😭

tho obviously, i still enjoy drawing him despite that so i guess it doesnt count HAHA 😅 to answer your question, i dont think i have a specific character i “hate” to draw? i mainly draw for fun so i dont often find myself drawing things i dont like, and even when i do draw things that are difficult i still think i enjoy it to some degree. the closest thing i can think of is that i do wish i could draw inklings more easily… im OBSESSED with the splatoon ocs ive made with my friends but for some reason i have such a difficult time drawing them, so i very rarely do 🥲

#I TOTALLY UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU MEAN THO #i dont think i ever ‘hate’ drawing but i DO get extremely frustrated some times #most of the time when i get frustrated over drawing it’s bc idk how to adapt what im drawing into my own art style #in that case its rly just a matter of taking time to analyze/break down the character design + practicing #at least for me! #you’re a real trooper tho 😭🫡 i havent rly drawn knives before but he sure does look p difficult to draw 😭 #ALSO thank you for the fun question 🫶 i never get asks like this so i was pleasantly surprised

[prime-wars]

havent posted anything about it here but the shattered glass au that lives in my head is becoming concerningly in depth.

#undefined.txt #sg rodimus as a pompous well off trust-fund baby asshole funding a covert insurgency against prime fronted by a - genuine but exaggerated - #- interest in alien fashion; disguises informants as delivery mechs hired to ship fabric across the planet + sewing information into the - #- canvases of the clothes he designs etc etc #all of his little g1 gang (magnus kup blurr etc) are present and helping him run the whole thing (tho some of them are more in the kno - #- than others) but arcee is the closest to it all and serves as his right hand - #- along with drift who serves as her bodyguard-cum-business partner #and eventually ratchet gets brought into it because i can never resist throwing ratchet in anything but i havent decided entirely how yet #its a whole mess in my head and it doesnt Entirely make sense but thats kinda the fun of it <3 #anyways all of that to say. drift and arcee have been rooting themselves into my brain over the past couple days and theyre everything 2 me

[gaydryad]

had the desire to draw Fancy Outfits and it got out of hand, and so I now present : the full pantheon of my novel’s world, in matching (ish) outfits !

the Excuse behind which is that this is from right before Universe (center) (They/Them) finished reviving Life (right) (she/her) and Death (left) (he/him) and therefore decided to put Their kids in outfits that They thought were suitable

#from the writer's den #attwdc #void talks #my art #life #death #universe #I've had 75 percent of this done for Weeks but then realized I had to redo universe's lines and colors and procrastinated #this is my largest scale single drawing ever #it's over 60 layers including sketches #I spent like two hours digging through google images trying to find a staircase that matches the one in my head for Life's manor #and then another hour or two fiddling in affinity designer turning it into a background I could slap over a solid color and have look good #this is also my first completed digital drawing of Universe literally ever and I love how They came out :') #They have several (canonical) appearances and this is a mix of a couple #I also just really love how the flourishes on Life's outfit came out #though getting the mirroring right on the boots was. a pain. #BUT! I'm pleased with how they came out :3 #also as a somewhat last minute touch added details to death's suit/cloak #I literally never do embroidery for him so this was fun to think of accents that worked for him #in my brain they're kinda like the red embroidery you see on traditional Polish clothing though I didn't want to just copy an actual design #anyway!