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#LEAVE ME ALONE NO ONE TOUCH ME
demigod-of-the-agni · 2 months
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BREAKING NEWS: make sure this guy wins a card game competition so that he may SMILE and HUM THE VICTORY FANFARE TO HIMSELF
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royaltea000 · 1 year
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I finally watched Gift of the Night Fury and I gotta say this is my favorite characterization of Astrid ever. Like I have no hate against her she’s always just been a yeah she’s cool kinda character to me but her being so optimistic in gotnf bordering on manic is so good to me. Her trying her best to forcefully bring cheer during sad times is so entertaining and gives her the chaotic touch that I always felt her character was missing. And those moments when it’s apparent that she’s really bad at comforting people sometimes is so funny to me it makes her feel a little more real.
Also I think the art style really helped I don’t know how to explain it other than it feels like they syringe fed like two tiny droplets of Tim Burton into it - it gives all the characters a slightly insane look in their eyes favorite animation style for em yet <3
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canisalbus · 8 months
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Vasco and Machete are absolutely adorable, your style is so lovely and you draw the softest beds I’ve ever seen in any art ever
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#thank you!#softest beds is a whole new compliment that's so sweet#let me go off on a weird and personal tangent for a minute#I've always found the concept of sleeping very touching somehow#it's this mandatory resting period literally everyone has to plan their life around no one has the power to avoid sleeping#if you neglect it your mind and body start to break down very quickly#sleep is such a neutral state of being no one is particularly sad or happy or evil or good while they're asleep they're just logged off#sleeping feels nice it's rejuvenating it's one of the few universal pleasures every single person has an access to#and I find it terribly cute how people have different little bedtime rituals#socks on socks off various pillow and blanket arrangements certain sounds that make them sleepy etc#and sleeping next to someone is such an act of trust#it's extremely intimate as is sex doesn't necessarily have to factor into it#getting comfortable and going unconscious with someone at the same place at the same time that just touches my heart#especially if you're invited into their bed which is a very private space a person's own little nest where the world can't reach them#even if you fall asleep in public transport there's this vulnerability to it and for the most part people respect the sanctity of sleep#and tend to leave sleeping people alone at least in my limited experience#I like drawing my characters sleeping because it feels like I'm doing them a favor granting them a little respite#anonymous#answered
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carlanno · 1 month
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nobody asked but here are my current wips hehe.
carlos/lando, spa 2021 qualifying but make it worse. carlos/lando, jealous carlos leads to sexy times behind ferrari motorhome. fernando/lance, "we talk a lot, we are in contact every week by phone". fernando/lance, lance debuts on the 2006 grid and fernando is smitten
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muzzlemouths · 2 months
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Muzz!!! Hello I hope you're doing well waa!
I hope you're sleeping also!! squints my eyes at you (affectionate)
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KIBS!!!! HELLO KIBBS HI. I'm doing alright thank you for asking!! I hope YOU are doing FANTASTIC!!!!!! don't look at my sleep schedule though. it's fine I promise it's FINE but don't. look at it ok
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faofinn · 6 months
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No. 17 "You're the lump in my throat and the knot in my chest."
@whumptober-archive
Collar | Touch Aversion | "Leave me alone."
Finn had found himself in ICU, waking up to plastic in his mouth, confused and disoriented. Everything was fuzzy and thick, but he was grateful for the soft words and gentle touches from his family beside him. 
For a few days, he drifted in and out, too deep to do much more than occasionally squeeze the hand in his. It took a while for his limbs to finally be fully under his control, his feet fidgeting under his blankets. The more aware he became, the more agitated he began to be. It wasn’t unusual for him, unfortunately no stranger to ICU psychosis. It didn’t mean that it didn't hurt, though, watching the fear and distrust in Finn's eyes as they tried to comfort him.
After morning rounds, they made the decision to extubate him, already aware he'd been tubed for too long. He did well, for Finn. There was only minimal fuss while he worked out how to breathe again, only one threat of re-intubating him. 
He was grateful for the peace after, pulling his blanket close, his lion tucked close to his chest. 
He wasn't entirely sure where the others were, but he didn't really mind. After all, it was their fault he was in hospital, and they just made sure he stayed longer each time they spoke to his doctors. 
Fao was sat with him, as he always was when he got the chance. He hated the thought of his brother being alone, even when he was sedated and on intensive care. They’d finally extubated him, which as a relief, Finn deciding he’d breathe on his own after some fuss. Now they just had to wait for him to become more aware again, and hope he coped. He looked comfortable, blankets drawn around him, lion against his chest, and Fao was relieved. He always worried about his brother being uncomfortable or in pain.  
It was early afternoon when Finn stirred again, stretching out with a frustrated groan. His feet fidgeted uncomfortably, and when he finally opened his eyes, he was met with a stranger in the chair next to him. He scowled at him, but his words weren't working.
Fao lifted his head from what he was reading as Finn stirred, a scowl on his face. “Hey, Finn. You okay? Pain?”
He didn't answer, but his gaze didn't shift from Fao's. His fingers tightened on his lion, an old habit that he couldn't shake.
“It’s okay.” He soothed, recognising the look in Finn’s eyes. “You’re in ICU, it’s a bit confusing, waking up and all. Are you in pain?”
Finn instinctively tried pushing himself away from him, wincing as his entire body protested. He shook his head, hoping if he answered the man would leave.
Finn’s wince contradicted the shake of his head, and Fao frowned. “It’s okay if you are. We can get you some meds to help.”
With narrowed eyes, he nodded slowly. Maybe that wouldn't be the worst idea.
“Just need your buzzer for the nurse.” Fao murmured, standing up to look for it. 
Fear flashed across his face, pulling away with a gasp. "No."
“I’m not going to hurt you, Finn.”
His panic only worsened the uncomfortable scratch in his throat, setting him off coughing. His chest heaved, but he couldn't catch his breath, each one burning and adding to the panic.
“Hey, it’s okay, you’re okay.” Fao reassured, moving closer to put a hand on Finn’s back gently. “Here, sit forward, I’ll help. You’ll feel better.”
Finn flinched from him, overbalancing on the bed. "Get off!"
Fao recoiled, pulling back. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you, Finn.”
"Get away!" His voice was raw. "Leave me alone!"
“It’s me Finn, it’s Fao. You’re safe.”
That didn't seem to matter. "Get away!"
Fao backed away, palms raised in surrender. “I’m not going to touch you, it’s okay.”
The commotion had sent nurses running to Finn's bay, clearly confused. "What's going on?"
Finn didn't take well to the new additions, all too aware he was trapped by the number of wires and tubes attached to him. His fingers grabbed at the cannula in his arm, pulling hard. Blood welled up at the wound, but he didn't care, pulling at the leads on his chest. 
“Shit.” Fao muttered. He’d pushed too hard, figured Finn’s issue had been just confusion and not a complete lack of recognition, but it was obvious now. “He’s confused, didn’t recognise me at all. You’re scaring him, there’s too many people here.” 
“We need to make sure he’s okay.”
“I know, but look, he’s terrified.” Fao pointed out. “Finn? It’s okay, I know you’re scared. You’re bleeding. Let me help you, yeah? Let’s stop the bleeding, you’re okay.”
"Go away!" Bloody hands fought against Fao's, trying to get off the bed as tears blurred his vision. "Leave me alone!"
"Can we get some diazepam drawn up? It'll have to be IM, yeah." The doctor spoke to the nurses by him. "And bring the crash cart just in case we need to intubate again."
“You’re okay Finn, you’re okay.” Fao tried desperately to reassure. “We’re not here to hurt you.”
Finn screamed and kicked as he was held down, fighting against everyone. He begged for someone to help, but couldn't seem to grasp that they were all trying. 
“Finn, it’s okay, just relax, you’re okay. We’re helping.”
"Have we got that sedation yet?"
“Just here.” One of the nurses said, handing it to the doctor. 
"Thank you. Can we hold him down? I don't fancy stabbing myself."
It broke Fao’s heart, his stomach twisting as they moved to hold his brother down as he screamed and thrashed. 
"You're okay, Finn. Relax, just a sharp scratch. It's just helping, okay? We'll get you sorted." He was quick to inject it, and quicker to discard the needle. "Just relax."
It didn't take long for it to start to work, even IM. Everything started to feel heavy, the nurses and … others holding him down swimming in his vision. He couldn't figure out what was going on, and though they were talking to him, he couldn't for the life of him work out what they were saying. 
He groaned, turning his head with a frown as there was another sharp scratch on his wrist, blinking at them in confusion as they flushed and secured a new cannula. He must have drifted a moment too, everyone suddenly in different places, someone clipping the leads back into place. Finn gave an unimpressed huff, attempting to bat at them in an attempt to show his displeasure. It was too difficult to focus on, and he found himself slipping once again, his stomach flipping as he jerked awake to someone placing a mask over his face. It didn’t last long, and he was soon gone again, unable to fight it. 
It was a relief as he settled, finally stopping fighting. It wasn’t good for him or anyone else to fight like that, and Fao could take a moment to wash the blood off of his hands from where he’d tried to help his brother. It never got easier, the not being recognised, though thankfully it was a rarity. Finn normally recognised him above most other things, but sometimes his brain played tricks on him and there was nothing they could do about it. 
Soon though, Finn decided to make more work for everyone. When was he ever straight forward? His breathing slowed and then stopped, the machines fussing and alarming as his sats sank, and the doctor ended up making the decision to intubate again. Hopefully it would only be very short term, but he needed it. Fao stood by anxiously, after having politely declined to leave the room, and it was a relief when they finally got him intubated and back on the vent. It wasn’t what anyone wanted, but it was what Finn needed. Hopefully it wouldn’t be for long. The room began to empty out and he sank back into the chair by the bed, completely drained.
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saturnsorbits · 3 months
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There’s a secret line AU of my self-ship, where before Bakugo realises he’s actually in love with Kirishima and not me, he gets me pregnant and we have to co-parent…
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martyrbat · 10 months
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so many of you talk about the cruel adults in your childhood that negatively effected you and caused lifelong insecurity yet you're still perfectly fine with being that mean stranger to any kid that has the misfortune of existing around you and thats just really gross !!!
#like i get kids can be overwhelming for a various amount of reasons but its not going to kill you to treat children with basic human decency#adults can be just as overwhelming or annoying—if not more. yet if you talked to an another adult the same way you do to a kid#then ppl would fucking hate you and not want to be around you because youre not being cool and witty—youre just mean!!!#everyone has experienced the frustration of being a kid being mistreated by an adult. some more than others#rather its ignoring your bodily autonomy (from sa and assault to hugging you when you don't want to be touched to not letting you#make your own harmless choices like a haircut or whatever). everyone has been talked down to or had their opinion treated like its nothing#or that their thoughts or input doesn't matter. everyone has a childhood experience with a mean or judgemental adult#yet over and over ppl are fine just repeating that cycle of abuse and hatred#like youre a young adult and youre still getting treated like shit by older ones. but youre able to have a drink or you graduated or smthn#so now you feel like you earned that right to be judgemental & angry & mean to a group of people that didnt fucking do anything to you#anyways. this is because im sick and had to go to the store to get groceries and meds#so its a 20 minute walk to the nearest store in 108 degrees bc i dont have gas money and then in the store im ofc using a face mask#like im sweaty and feel disgusting and like shit but this kid was SO fucking excited about his spiderman toy and wanted to talk and#his mom said ‘i told you no one wants to hear about that crap leave her alone’ and like?? no fuck off let a kid be happy?? hes not fucking#doing anything wrong?? so we talked and he showed me the little tiy that lights up and asked if i saw the new spiderverse movie#and i told him i havent! so he asked why so i explained i have photosensitivity and what that means and why i cant see it#(‘even though i heard its super cool!’) and HE WAS SO SWEET... like immediately hid the toy because oh! flashing lights can hurt me!#and then immediately said dont worry because he'll tell me about it so its like i saw it instead!#and like. guys imma be honest with you. i stilm got no fucking idea what this movie's plot is.#but you bet your fucking ass i was pretending like i was following along & was going ‘no way!’ ‘so it's a parallel universe...?’ ‘oh wow!’#like yea its unnecessary. i felt oike i was gonna collapse and im still struggling to breathe at home now. but also i been the kid#who just wanted to talk about my interests and no one wanted to or was dismissing it.#i know it's not a end of the world deal but i also know that crushing feeling. you gotta be the kindness you want to see in the world yknow#anyways. be nice to kids or im not going to be nice to you. they're one of the most vulnerable members of our society and deserves kindness
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homesickhalfling · 2 years
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Incoming rant:
I sincerely wish people would leave Neil the FUCK alone with their ill-informed questions and biases and accusations about The Sandman.
He owes you nothing. He is a saint for answering so kindly, if at all, cause I probably wouldn't have. He does not need to justify or explain anything about his work but does anyway outta the goodness of his heart! He is a treasure of a human being.
Be kind to creators, please. Some of you treat writers, artists, actors, singers etc. like your own personal performing monkeys... Which they are not. They're people. So be nice! Kay? K.
/rant
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koko-heads · 2 months
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not to be dramatic or anything but the falsettos musical literally ruined my life
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fear-no-mort · 4 months
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merry christmas
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solvicrafts · 11 months
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So here's our favorite bastard peacock of a man.
The one.
The only.
Jarlaxle Baenre. As a soft, snuggly plush doll.
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...he actually looks a lot better in person, but the lighting in my room sucks this late in the day, so I'm gonna be taking him out for new & better pictures sometime this week. I'll take him, Jarlaxle, and Raistlin out on a little field trip to the park or something.
As you can see, I had him sharing the star blanket with Valas <3
The mushroom print did end up being too big after all, so it's hard to actually tell what he's wearing, but I just wanted to get him done in time to snuggle with me when I start Promise of the Witch-King. Eventually I plan on making a ton more clothes for him.
I also made Raistlin! I actually finished him last week but didn't want to post him until I found my jewelry set so I could make his moon necklace - still haven't found it, but I couldn't resist getting them both in the same picture.
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lesbiancolumbo · 4 months
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the post is going around again
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runby2 · 2 years
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i've grown into this weird category as a mentally ill person where i can no longer stand mentally ill social media circles with people who refuse to heal and use mental illness as an identity and social status but i also can't stand moving to twitter with the people who think they don't have mental illnesses so i'm kind of just stuck here finding the occasional cool people down the lazy river of meeting furries with critical thinking skills . in anyone's defense it was my mistake for touching grass.
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the-everqueen · 1 month
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aous was...fine, imho, it was fine, but it was fundamentally white, middle-class british and i could accept that but i couldn't forgive it
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meyerlansky · 8 months
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relatedly, the options for the gur camp conversation are, imo, not especially fair to astarion, considering he was fucking enslaved and forced to do shit for 200 years
i feel like there could be a middle ground between "if astarion won't help you people who want to kill him, i will;" "astarion you owe them revenge, at least;" and "fuck off and die [initiates battle]"
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