#and health issues are also messing with my drawing time

[prince-liest]

Why is it that Vox is bad at setting boundaries?? Is that a trait specific to his relationship w/ Alastor or could it be applied to others?

In my interpretation of his character for 666, it's an issue he has with Alastor and Valentino, though in different ways. He has a very obsessive personality and an anxious attachment style, and one of the problems that causes for him in his relationships is that when something happens that makes him genuinely uncomfortable, he has to weigh the pros and cons: do I draw a line in the sand and stand up for myself... or do I tolerate this, like, one thing in favor of keeping my dream come true (Alastor) or the longest, closest relationship I've ever had with someone I've been through all kinds of shit with that knows me best (Valentino)?

He's bad at making the choice that's better for his own mental health, because Alastor is mercurial and a shitty communicator that (from the POV of Vox's in-the-moment anxiety) might ditch Vox at any moment, and Valentino is great at making it sound so reasonable for Vox to just calm down, stop being so dramatic, it's not that big of a deal, he doesn't know why Vox is throwing a fit when they were having such a good time... weren't they? Because Val was having a good time, and he can promise that Vox is about to... besides, doesn't Val always come through?

I also think it mostly comes up when he's already feeling vulnerable, or when Val decides to make a whole situation out of it. When Val or Alastor are just being annoying, or it's something he's confident he's right about, he's happy to make fun of Alastor being "not drunk" or Valentino making a mess chasing after Angel Dust, etc, etc. He also has a lot more experience handling Valentino and has had a lot more drama with him (and thus knows that they'll make it through and come out the other end just fine), so he's more willing to push back; but on the other hand, Val has a lot more practice at circumnavigating Vox's boundaries when he really wants to.

As for the source of this character interpretation: mostly I cobbled it together from Valentino's tendencies as a character + the natural consequence of Vox's psychosexual obsession with Alastor being one-sided. Canon might joss it later, but I like the contrast between a Vox that's a domineering mind controller in his work life vs that behavior being turned on him, in a way, in his private life. There are not many people that he cares enough about to actually see as people, but he's vulnerable to the ones that he does.

#ask #personal #Anonymous #666 live on air #hazbin hotel #my writing #this was a fun ask thank you!!

[deth-of-a-junkie]

i have a lot of postal dude headcanons, so ive split them up.

so heres my postal 1 dude headcanons

p1 dude has a special interest on the jets and weaponry used in ww2 and the vietnam war, but also the U.S military as a whole. he specifically likes to collect vintage U.S military memorabilia and propaganda. he can go on for hours about the faults of the government and government greed and corruption, he hates the system. he also knows a lot about JFK assassination theories and will go on for hours about them.

oh yeah. postal 1 dude is autistic.

he also has a spin on guns. he knows them all by name and loves to learn about different manufacturers and how each one are built. he knows how to deconstruct them and put them back together. he even has some guns he's made himself. legal? probably not. he doesnt care.

p1 dude also prefers reading in books for information instead of searching the web for them, so amongst the mess of his house is just piles upon piles of books.

p1 dude also is great at poetry. he loves writing too, which is why i think he started his diaries.

he also loves drawing! he loves going out and drawing scenery the most, he also likes drawing nude figures. he finds the human body to be interesting.

p1 dude is religious. im divided on if i see him as someone whos spiritually aligned closer to catholics (though i wouldnt call him a straight up catholic, he doesn't like the church.) or pagen.

talking about pagen dude, correct me if im wrong, i dont know much about pagenism (but ive been trying to learn more as of recent), but he specifically worships greek gods. out of the gods, his favorite is ares.

he hangs around poostall dude a lot. they arent really friends, they're kinda opposites of each other, but poostall looks up to him as a mentor in philosophy among other things.

he used to be active in his local punk scene when he was younger. he has a lot of cds and tapes of obscure bands that almost no one has heard of.

he loves metal more then anything though, and he also has a large collection of horror films (all on vhs, a few of dvd. he doesnt have his dvd player plugged in so he only uses it if he has too. also refused to buy blueray. if its the only option he burns it onto a disk himself.).

his favorite genres of metal are melodic death metal and prog metal. i would also say dsbm but i feel like thats too corny. he loves opeth. also death.

he's non-speaking most of the time by choice. the older he's gotten the more he started to isolate himself, and he usually chooses to ignore people when theyre talking and not respond at all, mainly just people who ask for directions and stuff on the street he'll just ignore. he just doesnt feel the need too, he likes to stay invisible.

talking about that, he hates leaving his house. it used to be because of anxiety but it slowly became due to his other mental health issues getting worse, especially his fear of everyone being out to get him/everyone else being demons/whatever your interpretation of his reasonings behind postal 1 is.

3 in one shampoo. also uses hand soap to shave instead of shaving cream. also uses hand soap to wash his face...

he needs glasses. his sunglasses also has his normal prescription lenses in them, his eyes are sensitive to light so he chose to make them sunglasses too (i believe this is possible. if its not, well it is now). he also has a 2nd pair that are just normal glasses, he uses them only to read or when he's walking around his house at night. (this is totally not me self reflecting with the realization that i just found out i need glasses..../s)

I DONT KNOW HOW I FORGOT TO MENTION but also has a special interest on nuclear disasters, nuclear power plants, and radiation. theyre not separate theyre all apart of one fixation that branches off the core idea of nuclear power. like he cant have one without the other. if that makes sense.

also uses he/they. he doesnt out right say it, he doesnt use social media so its not like, in a bio or anything. he just naturally picked it up. will also accept she being used to refer to himself, but is not something he states publicly or asks people to do. he was surrounded by the queer community growing up as most of his highschool friends were apart of the community so he just one day realized he wasnt opposed to it being used in reference to himself.

he is an ASSHOLE. he used to be more considerate in his youth but the older he got the grumpier he got. he is SCARY when he insults someone. like he will have an entire ass speech of him just degrading someone until they literally have nothing left to say for themselves.

doesnt get angry though. he's calm when hes upset and frustrated, or will straight up just make fun of and make harsh jokes about the situation (i mean that like. if he gets into a disagreement with someone on the street he will laugh at them and mock them by teasing them. thats what i mean.)

#sorry i love p1 dude so much. like so much. #i think about him way too much. #im so not normal about him #please correct any incorrect info in here crying emoji #postal #postal dude #postal headcanons #postal dude headcanons #postal 1 #rws #running with scissors #p1 dude #postal 1 dude

[juvenillia]

~ Death of Peace of Mind ~ 03: friends

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x fem!reader

photo credits go to very talented @ave661

a/n: Johnny holds my heart, so of course he will play an important role in this story as well, and as I said before the fic is slow burn but I try to push it a bit further with the next chapters. Gonna try to update every week at least two times | reblogs and comments are highly appreciated, let me hear what you think pls

CW/TW: mentions of loss, rejection, smoking, guilt, ptsd, shutting off due to mental health issues

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The rest of the day went on without anymore incidents. You literally tried to avoid Soap and Ghost, not being fond of furthermore discussions or chats. After the rookies were dismissed, you simply asked Price for any other things to accomplish, but he denied the request. Therefore, you went off as fast as possible before the other Seargent could get a grip of you. You decided to make a spontaneous visit at the shooting range. Pulling the trigger with the rest of temper your heart hold, until your stomach told you about some other essential needs.

Afterwards you went quite early to get some dinner, just before you took a cold shower. There you also met the girl next door; her name was Beth. She was way to open, and the bruises at her neck just confirmed a theory about her. It was still pretty chill outside, so you decided to take a book and headed to the patio. The breeze of the wind tangling in your hair, what was still braided together, just a bit looser than usual. Your hair was still a bit dump from the shower, but you didn’t mind.

A cup of tea besides you and the book in your hands. This was kind of therapeutic, shutting your mind blank for a few minutes. A few minutes for your peace of mind. You didn’t know how long you were seated here. From time to time there were other soldiers or recruits passing by, greeting you politely but leaving you alone. Just when it the sun started to set you decided to have your usual evening smoke, before heading in back to your room again.

You put your bookmark in between the pages you stopped. It was a thin piece of cardboard, onto it a colorful drawing of thick grey clouds, just beneath you could find some tiny raindrops, falling down onto a trunk. On top of the wooden piece were placed a black pigeon, a grey dog who would wear a little golden crown. Your thumb brushed carefully over the paper, hardly scared that it would get destroyed if you would touch it too harsh. A lump formed in the back of your throat while you closed the book and put it aside.

Pulling out the box of cigarettes you kept close to you all the time. Opening the box, pulling out the lighter of the box and a fag. You ignited the drug between your fingers and inhaled deeply. Eying the little metallic device in your hand, which had two koi engraved on to it which danced delightful in a circle before pushing it back into the box and back into the pocket you originally found it. You leaned further into the backrest, head falling back while you exhaled a thick cloud of smoke. Let yourself get once more entangled in your own thoughts, but for once you allowed yourself to. Closing you eyes to actually think back to the happy memories replaying.

In the meantime, Soap and Gaz were seated at the canteen, eating their burgers. They tasted like you would never want one ever again, but it was still a welcomed change of food choices. “You’re messing with me!”, Kyle cried out and Soap signaled him to keep his voice low. “Never! I told you, just like that and she was on top of him.”, Johnny explained all over excited again. He grabbed the glass of juice in front of him. “Why didn’t you take a picture?!”, his friend asked him with a hint of disbelief still laying in his voice. “An donas dubh!” [By the devil!] – “English, MacTavish.” – “God dammit, I’m such a roaster. I didn’t think of it!”, Gaz only laughed and ate up to his burger.

“She really stirring up on us, huh?” Johnny let out a chuckle. “True though. I think she’ll just need a bit time to warm up with us. Bonnie is lovely. Just doubting that Lt will…”, his voice a bit falling in the end but remaining as soft as possible. “Find quite a liking in her already? Don't fall for her, mate.”, Gaz teased before going on, “Look, he needed quite some time with us too and he still do, though. Everything will turn out great. Price just knows us too well, for her not to fit in.”, the Brit looking with hopeful eyes at his comrade and Johnny only smiled slightly. “I really hope so.” – “So, I believe we shouldn’t tease Simon about it, huh?”, Gaz stated while pushing the empty plate a bit further on to the table to make space for his arms too lean on. “Defiently not. Even if it’s tempting.” – “Let me guess, your blood was running cold again.” – “Aye, he really dinnea think it’s funny at all.” The two laughed wholehearted before returning their empty dishes and started walking out of the canteen.

Your hand was still clinging around the back of the leathery book from earlier. The taste of the cigarette long forgotten you made your way back to your barrack. Unfortunately, you had to cross ways with the common room, to get back to your own chambers. There were little prayers running through your head, that maybe nobody would be in there, so you could easily spend the rest of the evening alone. To your disgrace they were all seated around. Price placed in a comfy looking armchair holding to a book himself, Gaz all stretched out on a couch scrolling through his phone while chatting with Soap, Ghost simply being present with Soap sitting beside him on the other couch. The Scotsman immediately took notice of your figure and waved you over with a pleasant smile. "Skadi, come sit with us."

Price turned around and gave you his soft smile, an invitation to join them. You really wished to just vanish immediately, but Gaz already shuffled on the couch to make room for you to sit. He patted the place next to him with a smile on his lips. "We won't bite.", he added before you could even deny. With a sigh you entered the room and took the place next to him. "Even if we would, you knew how to handle us. Right, Lieutenant.", Gaz added in a teasing tone what only earned him an annoyed groan from Ghost. Yes Soap warned him before, but that could not stop him from at least a little friendly teasing. Would hurt nobody, right? "What are ya reading?", Soap asked to change the subject abruptly. You bet they talked about it. Of course, they talked about it. You eyes slightly lingering on the stern man, sitting with his arms crossed across from you, before turning your attention back to the Scot.

You held out the book and earned a surprised look from Gaz. "Horror novels?" - "Yeah, I like them.", your tone was soft but still distant. Price looked at the cover as Soap took the book out of your hands and eying the cover. "I dinnea like that genre." The Scot said while handing you the book back. "Cause you're a scared little lad." Gaz teased while putting his phone away. "Nae! We have seen enough horror, eh.", he exclaimed while you were brushing your thumb over the cover yourself, "That's kinda the point.", you started and let your glance wander over to the man across from you, "it's nearly comical what people see as horrifying stories when I think about every bloody hell we walked through."

A little sting in your chest. Completely unintentionally you used the term we, not I. Of course, you assumed that it because everyone of you would have seen things you rather like to erase from your memories, but still, you couldn't speak for them. You didn’t know them. You noticed as you investigated the face from the men across of you. Ghost kept his stern expression, but you could've sworn his brows moved again. It would really take you some time till you could read him properly. Another challenge you gladly accepted. Maybe he was still angry at you. "Makes sense.", Price stated quiet, looking up from his book.

Soap only looked at you with the same expression you saw earlier when you pinned his - well now also your - Lieutenant down the mat. Your brows raised at him. "Bloody hell, stop looking at me so gobsmacked!", you exhaled your accent a bit thicker than usual and with ending your sentence you could only see that his eyes widened even more. Gaz couldn't suppress a laugh and placed his hand on his chest while leaning further into the couch. Price chuckled low and you thought that even Ghost shoulders loosen even the tiniest bit.

"Yer are a Brit?!", Soap exhaled still in shock. You blinked in confusion and Gaz laughter only rise. "What did you thought I am?", you asked him a bit amused about the whole situation. "I dinnea, but not expecting you to be one of them.", he gestured with his hands rushed over the other people in the room in a circular movement. "Especially when you understood me quite well, all day." He added still in disbelief. "He's only mad that the first person that doesn’t insult him for his Scottish is just another Brit.", Gaz breathed out between his laughs. "I told ya, I'm good with languages, Soap.", you stated with a soft smile on your lips. This whole thing felt way to familiar, dangerously familiar.

Ghost watched the scene in front of him and wasn’t so fond of it. Everyone accepted you with no second thoughts, but even worse they already trusted you. He had to remind the two Sergeants later, that this trust could be their doom and that they needed to be a bit more careful. Keeping a save distant and letting you earn their trust. Yes, you deserved the place in the team when Price invited you already, but still you felt to him like an intruder. He had no relatives to care for besides this team. Even if he hated Price for his ongoing 'team is family' speeches, but deep-down Simon knew he was right and he would never let someone risk their wellbeing. He would rather be being hated, than seeing someone of those three men next to him get hurt. No matter if it was mentally or physically. He would take care of every threat coming their way. That's what he saw in you at the moment the most, a threat. A threat to the only thing he holds dear to him.

"A c'mon lassie, just call me Johnny.", Soaps sudden words cut through the air like a sharp knife. If the Lieutenant was a bit loose before, he was all tensed up again. Price gave an approval nod, but you could feel something breaking inside of you. Johnny, oh sweet pure Johnny. His so expecting blue eyes searching for yours. You couldn't hold his gaze and looked down to your hands on the book still resting in your lap. There was a reason everyone introduced them with their callsign. A reason you knew too well. You could compare it to a pig you needed to slaughter one day. Give it a name and you weren't able to do it anymore.

You exhaled with a sigh; your eyes still pinned onto the book. "Look...", you started, and you could already feel how his face faltered. "Don't wanna be rude, really, but I'm not here to make friends.", you explained quickly. If you would have looked up you could see his sunken brows, his head slowly started hanging and a little "Oh, sure...", escaped his lips. There was one rule you were not allowed to break: Do not grow attached. Do not let emotions deceive your point of view. Don’t let history repeat itself.

"Sorry... gonna call it a night and we have to head out early anyways" You added quickly while pushing yourself up and walking back to your room. You didn't even bother to wait for another response. At this point you wished Johnny could've been more like the stern and distant Lieutenant. Ghost wouldn't let you in, he would work with you and at a minimum tolerate you around and that's it. It wasn't difficult that way. Something you'd preferred rather than looking in those hopeful eyes just to see them losing their shine. Just like you saw too many times before. You threw yourself onto your bed and just hoped, that you could be able to sleep tonight. You needed the rest before heading out early tomorrow.

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[alliumbugs]

Blog of some autistic sea creature

Hello! I’m Sailor/Raynie and I use he/it/mew/vwoop/disc for my pronouns. Im a queer disabled therian + fictotherian who likes to make art. My theriotypes are calico cat, raccoon, catfish and vaporeon. I don’t identify as human, please keep this in mind!

Im a butch aroace trans nonbinary lesbian dyke faggot tranny thing who wants to kiss their partners and computers and finds Ranboo attractive in a lesbian way. I like masc and gender neutral terms to refer to me (no they/them tho).

catfishsailor -> transdogday -> catfishsailor -> alliumbugs

I like to talk about disability and disability rights, if i accidentally say something ableist please tell me! Im not a perfect person and i make mistakes, but please tell me when i do mess up so i cannot make that mistake again!

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I do sometimes reblog stuff and thats over at @alliumbugs-reblog

All art should be in #the catfish draws

All ask answers will be in #the catfish answers

Just talking posts will be in #the catfish talks

Talking to my mutuals posts will be in #the catfish friends

me goin’ to sleep posts will be in #the catfish snoozes

All my liveblogs will be in #the catfish liveblogs

All my headcannon posts will be in #the catfish headcannons

My cAllium fanchild posts will be in #the catfish flicker

Genloss zombie au posting will be in #zombiefall au

You can find any of my other socials by searching up catfishsailor, as most places i just use that as my username!

I do take time to process things a little longer then most people. Do not rush me or get mad to me about it. This is due to many reasons that i don’t even know fully. Please be patient with me.

I also have memory issues, i do my best to remember things but if i forget your pronouns i will just default to they/them, please tell me if i misgendered you so then i can correctly gender you.

I support mspec gays and lesbians and all good faith identities if ur mad about it sorry! i dont give a fuck. Queer people can do whatever the fuck they want!

If you like ccWilbur or ccDteam disrespectfully fuck off. They are all cunts and i hate them

Please tag all cTommy + ccTommy neg! I have a special interest in Tommyinnit and id rather not see it

Unless i say otherwise feel free to rb my posts!

I moved from my old blog to here to escape the constant discourse that i kept on seeing for my mental health, so this a discourse free blog. Don’t look for my old blog please.

I only block blank blogs and people who are constantly in discourse and drama, which i decide how often is too much. If i do not like you i will block you.

As im writing this my cat Pixels is on me which is fun but i can barely see lol.

Hope you enjoy the blog!

#the catfish talks #pinned post

[luminary-of-the-marz]

Hello! You have been chosen.

Give me your favorite lotf ship/character hcs.

Have a good day!

-❤️anon

Omgee yay I’ve been chosen!! :33

Okay here’s a list of some of my favorite hcs I have 😽😽😽

- Ralph had a pretty decent home life pre-island, but after the events of the island his parents struggled to deal with his mental health issues and end up being pretty neglectful and irritable with him

- Jack does not have a great home life (his father is an alcoholic and both his mom and dad are quite neglectful)

- Piggy had a good home life, but his aunt didn’t really know how to deal with him being bullied

- Both Simon’s parents worked a lot so he was pretty neglected at home

- Don’t have many specific home life hcs other than those but I don’t believe any of those kids had the greatest home lives pre-island

- Jack is bisexual and at first felt like the island allowed him to feel that way without it feeling sinful

- Jack had a crush on Ralph and vaguely tried to explain it to Ralph but when met with Ralph’s silence became very self conscious of his crush and began to feel that the island didn’t actually free him from feeling sinful (Ralph just got nervous and was struggling to come up with a good response 💔)

- Since nobody had a count of how many kids were on the plane some probably died in the actual crash and another kid or two that no one kept track of died on the island at one point

- Ralph has a younger sister

- Maurice has 4 siblings (an older brother and sister and 2 younger sisters), he’s the middle child

- Feel like most the other kids were only children (other than Samneric obviously), some of the littluns maybe had older siblings

- Jack can’t really ride a bike (I have literally no reason behind this other than I think it’s funny)

- Maurice has a cat that’s mean to everyone but him and that he gave a really dumb name

- Roger has a space interest, he doesn’t really talk about it much though

- Rip Simon you would’ve loved Mitski

- I think it’d be funny if one of the twins were color blind idk which twin and what type of color blindness but it’d be funny

- Jack probably bullied Simon into choir

- Simon is artistic, he likes to doodle in the sand, craft bracelets and stuff with flowers and vines, etc

- Simon feeds stray animals

- Roger is very good at cooking and has a system to how he does it

- Jack on the other hand would make a mess of your kitchen and then set it on fire allegedly by accident

- Simon likes to play with other people’s hair

I also have a couple hcs for how some of the boys’ teeth look written down as reference for when I’m drawing so I’m just gonna drop those too

- Ralph has a pretty straight top row of teeth (just a couple small gaps here and there), but has a really crooked bottom row of teeth

- Jack has really crooked teeth and accidentally knocked out one after some time on the island

- Simon has a gap between his two front teeth and also has really crooked teeth

- Roger has pretty straight teeth but they’re really sharp, chips some of them after some time on the island

- Piggy has crooked teeth mostly in the back of his mouth

Okay that’s all!! Thank you for the ask!! :DD

#lord of the flies #lotf #lotf fandom #lotf headcanons #lotf hcs #marceline talks #Marceline answers

[kogji]

Aki Hayakawa; The beast tamer

If I rummage through Aki's drawer and find many books with titles like, "How to deal with Troublesome Children?" "What to do with children with bad attitude?" "What do we do about picky eaters?" I won't be surprised at all. But I won't be surprised if I don't find any books either because the guy is a big brother by default.

I don't think he had much opportunity to play the role of big brother as a child. His little brother's health condition demanded all attention of their parents. Their house was the only building in an open area, so he had no friends, neighbors, or playmates. Spending his boring childhood days in loneliness and neglect made him angry. There is only so much understanding that one can expect from a child.

But a few minutes of seeing his little brother's playfulness and laughter was enough to subdue his anger and turn it into concern. He is indifferent, inattentive, even cold on the outside, but on the inside he is caring, protective and compassionate. His first reaction to Denji is to resort to violence to prevent him from joining the squad. I wonder how many times he's done this with newbies and how many times it actually worked.

These characteristics are also can be seen in his relationship with Denji and Power. Although Aki draws a line for them and says that they have no rights and are "killable", they soon realize that he is bluffing. Why would they believe that coming from someone who wakes up early in the morning to do their laundries, clean their messes and make delicious breakfast for them? It doesn't take long for them to play a prank on him that Aki calls it vile.

He uses the same old classical conditioning. Reward for behaving, scolding for mischievous. He know he can't work miracles so has low expectations. Mr. nagger does a great job in turning primitive people into civilized ones.

To me, his acceptance is his best quality. One second he is a boy with a family and normal issues, then all alone in this world with the memory of his life crushing in front of his eyes. Although he is bent on revenge, he is too realistic to think that he has a chance to kill the gun devil. He accepts that when he lies one of those graves, the gun devil is still out there, and he accepts that he can at least pave the way for others with his life. And finally, the day comes when he accepts that there are more important things for him. That he is willing to give up his revenge to have Denji and Power by his side, and he accepts that Denji is going to kill him one day. He accepts life as it is.

The soft spot he has for his siblings breaks my heart. The sight of Denji's tears is enough for him to accept defeat. He is with his family now to continue his unfinished game forever.

Actually, I wanted to see scenes of him with Power, just both of them. Of the nights he stays awake next to her, the moments she takes shelter in his arms. But maybe they weren't that close or he didn't meant much to Power. I don't know.

#chainsaw man #csm #denji #aki hayakawa #power csm

[athenaholmesartistsguild]

Check this card out on Patreon free of charge!

Man, I've just been cranking these out!!

Here's my Queen of Pentacles card featuring Reina! I've been having so much fun using the different layer modes in Clip Studio and my layer folders may look like an absolute mess, but boy howdy do my pieces look good!

I've been meaning to post process writeups on my Patreon showing how I make my pieces. I'm working on my King of Pentacles card now (it's Akiyama btw) so I think I'll start gathering screenshots and stuff for that since I can't figure out how to draw him!

Anyway, let's talk interpretations and character shall we?

If the Queen of Pentacles was described with one word, it would be 'provider'. The Queen of Pentacles has created a space where her loved ones feel comfortable and provided for.

She's a competent business woman, having been the sole person responsible for her success. Unlike some of the other cards in her suit, her wealth and abundance is channeled more through acts of service and the environment she creates.

Her finances more than support her, but she finds much more fulfillment in making sure the ones she cares about feel comfortable and loved when they're in her space.

The Queen of Pentacles is a prime example of the duality of the suit as a whole. The Pentacles not only represent wealth in regards to money and our finances, but also abundance in the way we live: the food we eat, our health, our home, and our relationships with others.

The Queen of Pentacles wants to share her gifts with her loved ones because those acts of kindness and love are important to her.

When the Queen of Pentacles is reversed, she has become focused internally on her needs and her needs only. Of course this is not a bad thing automatically, but in this case, the Queen has been knocked off balance and is trying desperately to keep what she's earned.

Originally an independent businesswoman, she now feels like she has to rely on others to get what she wants or needs. There's a desperation in this card-- a fear of losing everything.

Her space which was once inviting and a place of comfort for her loved ones now feels hostile and dangerous.

The Queen of Pentacles appears to have lost sight of why she wanted her abundance in the first place. What is she gaining by acting so antithetical to her inner self? How much is she willing to lose in this pursuit?

Originally I wasn't sure if I wanted Yuki in Kiwami 2 to be the Queen of Pentacles or Reina, but I feel like Reina's character in Yakuza 1 fits both positions of this card way more.

In 0 and the beginning of 1, Serena is a joy to be in. It's full of people we and Kiryu care about and it's a welcome, warm environment. Reina is someone who was willing to put herself on the line to protect the people she cared about (ex. when she let Kiryu hide in Serena even though she knew it was dangerous for her to do so). She took pride in her bar being a place for people to relax and feel comfortable.

The issues begin when she tries to pursue a relationship with Nishiki who just isn't all that interested. A sort of desperation begins to form where she's willing to betray others in the hope that she'll finally have her feelings reciprocated.

In the end, when she can no longer stomach the ways she's acting, she tries to stand up to Nishiki, but ends up paying the ultimate price for it.

In a way, she embodies the true nature of the Queen of Pentacles in the end. She can't stand the ways she's acted and tries one last time to protect the people she cares about. Even though her story has a grim ending, Reina at least was able to do what she felt was right, even if her previous actions made it impossible to come out of the situation alive.

#yakuza #my art #yakuza fanart #Reina yakuza #tarot card design #Damn that got kinda dark at the end :/ oopsie #I'm working on Akiyama next for the King of Pentacles and that little greaseball is giving me hell right now. #I think I'm gonna have to practice his face more...

[angelasscribbles]

About that Tumblr Bullying

I know I said I was going to do a whole call out post about the bullying that happened to me. Complete with receipts. But a funny thing happened after I posted my little preview post yesterday. My DM’s blew the fuck up with people reaching out to me with, support yes but also, and unfortunately, their own stories of having been bullied. Like a lot of people.

That got me thinking, what happened to me is a drop in the bucket. This problem is much more prevalent than I ever would have thought and that is so disappointing and unfortunate. This is supposed to be fun. Grown adults are not supposed to act this way.

A hate post was made about me, and I was, in fact, clueless to its existence until my little anon friend gave me the heads up. A move that seemed desperate for my attention. I have decided not to give it to them. I have decided that they don’t get any more of my time, attention or energy.

I want to focus, instead, on those being bullied. Because this issue is way larger than just me. I can handle it. I have been through some shit in my life and come through it with flying colors. A little Tumblr hate isn’t about to break me. But I know not everyone has the same level of resilience, not everyone is in a good place, not everyone has a good support system filled with loving, supportive people. I know there are people out there struggling with depression, anxiety, grief, stress, and worse. I know there are people for whom toxic internet bullying could cause a major mental health crisis, or set off a depressive episode or hell, even just seriously mess with their self esteem. My inbox is full of stories of writers doubting themselves, their writing, their worth as a human being because of the atrocious things said to them (way worse than what was said about me).

I  want to do a couple of things here. The first is simply to let each and every one of you know that you are worthy. I know my platform isn’t that large, I’m no one special, but to those this does reach, I want to tell you that you do matter! You are worthwhile!

Secondly, I’d like to remind you that you own no one anything, not your time, not your attention, not a response to their messages, not an acknowledgement of their complaints (real or imagined). Literally, nothing.

My advice?

Surround yourself with positive people. Block the negative ones. You lose nothing by cutting toxic people out. Out of your Tumblr feed, out of your Facebook feed or even out of your real life. Sometimes, blocking and moving on with your life is self-care. There are people who thrive on drama and negativity. They can’t live without it, they feed on it. Don’t feed them. Cut off their access to you. Save your energy for those that make you smile, those that see the beauty in you (even when you don’t see it yourself).

When you have the energy/spoons for it, pay it forward every chance you get. Give compliments, prop up other people. You never know when that compliment might be the thing that turns an otherwise dull day into a bright one. And bonus, you’ll feel good about it too! I believe that what we put out in the universe comes back to us. So, send positivity out there every chance you get.

Engage in aggressive self-care. Block out time for yourself. Do the things that you enjoy, eat the foods that you love, allow yourself time to watch that TV show that makes you happy, even if the laundry isn’t done. Take a hot bath, go for a long walk (if you’re able), draw, write, paint, do whatever it is that feeds your soul. And don’t apologize for it, or feel guilty for doing it. Your happiness counts. You count!

If you are struggling, please reach out to someone, talk, tell someone. Don’t keep it all inside, let it out. I know that can be hard sometimes, but it’s crucial for healing. And let’s face it, most of us have unresolved trauma of some sort or another.

The last thing I want to do here is give a little practical advice. I want to offer some tips for how to lock down your account to better protect yourself against being blindsided by anon hate. Here they are:

This is the most obvious one. Turn off anonymous asks. To do this, go to “Account” (little gear icon in upper right hand corner on mobile) and scroll down to “Allow anonymous asks” and toggle it off. <- I did this, because I had witnessed others getting anon hate. I thought it was enough. It wasn’t. Someone determined to stalk, bully and harass you will find another way. So keep reading.

Take away the ability for an anonymous, fake, blog to message you. Yes, you can make it so that only blogs you follow can DM you. To do this, go to “Account” and click on “Account settings” then click on “Messaging”, here you can choose who can message you, pick “only Tumblrs you follow can message”. <- Wish I had known that sooner. Never occurred to me that someone would make an entire fake blog just to send me hate.

Next, if you want, you can limit who may comment on your posts. Go to “Account” then to “Account settings” and click on “Replies” choose “only Tumblrs you follow can reply” <- This is tricky for me, because the whole point of Tumblr is interacting with new people/content. But if you are being stalked, harassed and/or bullied, I would recommend taking this extra step.

This is just a privacy issue, but if you don’t want others to know when you’re active, go to “Account” then “Account Settings” and click on “Privacy”. You can toggle to turn off “Let others see that you’re active”<- Not really going to keep anyone from bullying you, but if you have anxiety about people being mad if you don’t respond when they can see that you are active, then it’s a good thing to deactivate.

If you’ve taken the above steps, then you are safe from anon hate in your asks, your inbox and the comment sections of your posts. <- someone can still create a fake blog and make a nasty comment in a reblog of your post, but at least they have to show their nastiness publicly.   

If anyone has more tips that I’ve missed, please respond with a comment or reblog and let us all know!

I’m going to leave you with this little gem. No Time for Toxic People by Imagine Dragons. Lyrics are under the cut.

Lyrics:

The way they look at me, I know exactly What they talk about when I'm not around Got no time for that, as a matter of fact Every day's my birthday, oh, I hope you heard me

Take a look outside, it's a beautiful day, yeah Yeah, it's a beautiful day, yeah I'm gonna keep it that way, that way, ayy Take a real good look, it's a beautiful day, yeah Yeah, it's a beautiful day, yeah I'm gonna keep it that way, that way, ayy

So spend your hours on what you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind, I've been here way too long I want to spend my life with those who's done me right Your heart is frozen over, I'm a four-leaf clover

Take a look outside, it's a beautiful day, yeah Yeah, it's a beautiful day, yeah I'm gonna keep it that way, that way, ayy Take a real good look, it's a beautiful day, yeah Yeah, it's a beautiful day, yeah I'm gonna keep it that way, that way, ayy

Do-do, do-do-do, no time for toxic people Do-do, do-do-do, no time for that, I Do-do, do-do-do, no time for toxic people I, I've got no time for toxic people

Move along, move along, move along, go Let me go to the clouds below 'Cause they're callin' me up to higher ground What a teacup sound, even mighty drown, oh

Take a look outside, it's a beautiful day, yeah Yeah, it's a beautiful day, yeah I'm gonna keep it that way, that way, ayy Take a real good look, it's a beautiful day, yeah Yeah, it's a beautiful day, yeah I'm gonna keep it that way, that way, ayy

Do-do, do-do-do, no time for toxic people Do-do, do-do-do, no time for that, I Do-do, do-do-do, no time for toxic people I, I've got no time for toxic people

#bullying #its not okay #do better #be better #anon hate #fake blogs #toxic people #fandom discourse

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

Opinions on Dream? :^

SO many feelings about him omgg rant under cut please forgive me

okay so i don't really talk or draw him much cause honestly,,,most of the times i just think he's a bit....boring? or more accurately plain? not in a mean way either but just in a 'fades into the background' type of way like don't get me wrong!! he's a really nice friend to his peers, his feelings about his powers and aura making his relationships harder to navigate and trust along with his whole conflict with nightmare and morality about what's good and bad IS very cool!! and i love it whenever they write him to be complex and not on this black and white mentality or when he's just straight up following along his friends with no free will or with a dubious purpose without ever addressing his issues or feelings! it's just unsatisfying to me :')

or when they're making him the 'naive' and oblivious, (sometimes childish?) character being marked as the obstacle and villain along with the other star sanses from the fic's pov, always talking about doing good things while fighting his brother and not hearing him out about the balance, (and for weak reasons most of the time. like it's been so long and you STILL haven't sat down with him when he's, generally, basically begged you to just have a talk? guys please :'( ) or when they go for the victim sad dream always missing the old nightmare, where corrupted nightmare is the incarnation of evil, with no sympathy or emotion except anger and sadistic glee, killing and hurting everyone and dream's just trying to protect the multiverse and dream's always been in the right. such extremes!!!

LIKE!! i hope i'm not the only one that thinks a 500+ year old should have had enough time to idk. learn things? about people and manipulation and deceit? after knowing what the villagers did to night? about the bad things in the world and how there's a lot of grey areas in life and that he maybe reflected on his past enough to process and ask himself if there should to be a convo to settle his differences with nightmare (and you can make nightmare the stubborn one too! or have them BOTH be petty and imperfect and have some things wrong and some right at the same time like why do i always see the good guy vs bad guy cliché with these two when they're the perfect example of why positivity doesn't have meaning without the negativity!! as long as there's a satisfying evolution or growth that doesn't leave me empty i'm good yknow?)

plus i believe dream really isn't as dumb as people view him. i do get some of you saying he probably can't read or write since that's actually a pretty interesting idea to explore! but in general please let him have emotions other than pure sunshiny happiness or endless sadness like he's gotta have more depth than that! let him make mistakes, have flaws that don't just make him the bad guy that's always in the wrong by default, and be angry or suspicious or jealous or bitter or battling his mental health problems/depression or malicious or smart or witty or mischievous and silly or sarcastic or ANYTHING dude i just want him to be put into different scenarios where he can be serious or lighthearted like it doesn't even have to be long or perfect but make him feel real.

it could definitely be that i don't read or see much art about dream or really look for it hard enough but also i just. i feel bad for even saying this fr and i wanna be honest about why i don't enjoy most stories about him cause he always gets the worst treatment along with ink!!! especially ink omg the poor guy has it the worst i think like wow do they mess him up :'(

always one dimensional in non shippy fics, or too plain or easily replaceable by other, more entertaining people in the significant other's life in most of his ships like man. i have read fics out there that made me genuinely FEEL and root for him and love his character so much it restored all hope for me!!! but i can only name one on top of my head and the others? it's been so long i don't even remember their names i just legit feel terrible cause i love him still and i can't find many headcanons that fit my interpretation of him yknow?

not to say people who write him very happy, mislead or sad are ruining him like that's silly- if i see something i don't like i just. move on bro i wouldn't force people to feel or think the same way i do about him cause anyone can have whatever headcanons they want!!! just talking about what i personally look for in him and why i can't exactly find it since most of the stuff out there just isn't my cup of tea :')

hopefully i didn't set anyone off with this rambling opinionated essay i just pulled hhh xD i know i know he's a popular character and i know a lot of people like dream so *sobs* please please recommend me artists and fics about him that you think is good it's been so looong since i've read or seen anything new that makes me attached to this little guy aughg<33333

#ask #rambling #delete later? #probably xD i just wanna love him SO much but sometimes he's just *sigh*...forgettable #i tried to explain myself but also it's like 4 am and i skimmed through the proofreading so don't take this too seriously HHH #like really even when i do read good fics about him he's not on the forefront of my mind and it's painful to me :'( #i used to see him as my third fav but now? ever since i've read and seen characters who get heavier more in depth plots? #i can't say it with as much confidence :') and dream lovers out there i am not bashing your choice or even your headcanons #to each their own but i really wanna hear someone be passionate about him in my feed or askbox like TELL me about him #i've seen ink rants out there that are FIRE like so true!!! but where's the dream defense team??? #maybe it's just me tho :') btw i still like cream but not the same way as before if i'm being real #it feels the same...all of it and it makes me wanna bite something ARGHGG #i know i know i ship some stuff that's basic too hhh but dream and cross are always written the same and dream is too innocent #and nightmare is too weird in some of these fics like if MY brother ever tried to literally attack my hypothetical partner???? #i wouldn't give him the :'((( sad face and weakly tell him to 'please stop...you're hurting him'' like NO girl they're TWINS #they're the same age i would tell him to BACK off and not insert himself in my love life after years of ignoring and fighting LIKE #especially since most of the time cross is actually good to dream and all- so he doesn't have a good reason to disrupt his bro's dates #UGH i just have so many opinions but basically i would love him a lot lot more than i do now if they also let him be more flexible #and shake things up like with shattered and stuff! gimme alternate versions of him even if it's too ooc like we do for all the other sanses #jaa i am SO sorry you had to read all that dude thank you so much for passing by :'D

[xsezzie]

Profile Tag Game

Hello: My name is Sezzie, I know I can be rather blunt and robotic at times, but I promise you I don’t wish to intentionally hurt you. I am always open to having a chat whether it be in my DMs or through asks.

Chat: Tickling - Of course I like tickling, no shame in that. It’s completely normal… some people get flustered by it? Oh well, those people are the cutest~ Hm? You aren't cute? Well, I guess someone will need some tickles to convince them otherwise!

Chat: Identity - I wonder who I was yesterday, who I’ll be today, and what I’ll be tomorrow… I wish I knew who I was.

Chat: Masking - That thing I just did now, it was incorrect. I will be sure to act correctly in accordance with societal norms next time. If I do not act correctly then others will become disgusted or angry... Just as I would if you were to do the same.

When It Rains: Ugh, this would be nicer if it was at night time…

After the Rain: Everything either looks really clean or really dirty depending on the area… oh look, the birds are coming back out.

When Thunder Strikes: Ah… so relaxing.

When It Snows: What’s that?

When the Sun Is Out: Everything is as it should be…

When the Wind is Blowing: Ugh, my hair is messed up now…  

Good Morning: Get up already, the world is perfect at this hour. The bad people don’t come out until later so it’s best to enjoy it while it lasts! 

Good Afternoon: So hungry… must do my best to not eat a big meal…

Good Evening: Better get inside… they will be coming out soon.

Good Night: The optimal sleeping hours for those who suffer from depression are 10pm to 5am. Setting yourself a strict bed time will do wonders for your mental health, so hurry along, time for sleep.

About Sezzie: Alphabet - A fellow neurodivergent coworker taught me to think of all my disorders as “my alphabet”… so my alphabet currently is GAD, MDD and BPD… with ASD and ADHD in the process of being diagnosed.

About Sezzie: Writing - I actually hate that I’m the writer in the family and cannot physically draw. But, having a high literacy IQ certainly comes in handy when I’m creating. I’m glad people are able to feel my writing when I put the effort into it.

Something to Share: Name - My real name means “princess” apparently… I hope I don’t come off as one.

Interesting Things: Senses - Ah I love exploring sensory things. Honestly, I believe that feeling sensory pleasure is very soothing and not always supposed to be NSFW as most see it.

Sezzie’s Hobbies: Each of my personalities seems to have different hobbies, but if had to take a guess on the true me… writing, worldbuilding, and video games would be on top! I do also enjoy learning new things and gardening.

Sezzie’s Troubles: My existence troubles me… too dark? Well, deal with it. Life isn’t sunshine and rainbows, and I’m tired of coddling the special ones.

Favourite Food: I do not have the ability to have a favourite food due to my sensory eating issues… my addictions and interests change constantly. Ah but if there is one I’ll always come back to… Chicken Kievs hehe

Least Favourite Food: All of them! I like the art of food but eating? Bleh. I wish we didn’t have to.

About @otomiyaa: Ahhh she is my idol! I have been following her for years.. and only recently got the courage to begin talking to her more. I get nervous and think I come off as some weird fan that thinks they are friends with their idols. Forgive me Otomiya-SAMA!!

About @ticklystuff: He is the first person I began talking to when I joined the community. I feel like I owe him something for all the kindness and chats we have had together. I wish I could talk more often about hot MEN with him hehe

About @ticklish-n-stuff: Sakura-chan is one of the few people I can let my guard down and show my more "embarrassing" or "fangirl" sides to when it comes to characters I like. I am grateful to have her in my life. She also gushes about MEN with me and we have a blast discussing tickling.

About @nataliewritez: Nat is my adorable little sister and is a joy to chat to about anything. I can't believe we have known each other for nearly 2 years already!

About @fanfic-chan: Dessie is so adorable and such a comfy person to be around! Also the biggest lee ever hehe

About @ticklygiggles: Little does she know how cute she is. Perhaps I should go tease her sometime soon...

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Tagging @fanfic-chan @nataliewritez @ticklish-n-stuff @ticklystuff @italeean @thatonetickleblog @anzynai @stopiteatpopcorn

#genshin impact #profile game #profile tag game #personal

[apoli-meow]

..Don't be suspicious, don't be suspicious.. I didn't just disappear for a week!

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High School!Hater is in the houseee! While peepers might be my favorite to draw, hater is my favorite personality wise.

Also, just saying, I can and will add and change details in the au. I definitely didn't change things on peepers' post and you definitely shouldn't check it out again. Yep.

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Name: [REDACTED] 'Hater' Sani-Diaz

Age: 16

Sexuality: ✨boy bi✨, demiromantic

Pronouns: trans ftm, he/him

Race: Mixed (African & Puerto Rican)

Height: 187 cm (6'1)

Personality: himbo himbo himbo. Loud, kind of obnoxious, can be kind of an asshole because he talks without thinking a lot. Sweetheart to Peepers because I Hate (capital H) their power dynamic in the show (season 2 made it better, but season 1 was just painful).

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Random facts!!

• The Rich Friend ™ of the group

• Also the "attention starved because his parents emotionally neglect him" ™ friend of the group

• Forgot to say this on Peepers' post but they're in the same class cuz Peepers skipped a grade

• Plays the guitar (actually pretty well.. Occasionally)

• My favorite to analyse psychologically... He is very loud to cover up the fact that he is terribly insecure about himself & his masculinity. Very overdramatic, because a lot of times his emotions are kind of.. Off. Dull (Not me projecting onto cartoon au characters 😭😭).

• Started testosterone pretty early

• Diagnosed depression, undiagnosed autism (masking goes yayy)

• Closeted trans, openly bi

• His special interests are plushies and dinosaurs!! (I have a friend that is obsessed w/ dinos so I have an expert)

• He is actually pretty good at explaining things, but his vocabulary and grammar just suck (writes like walls of texts. Paragraphs? We don't know her.)

• Used to be friends w/ Awesome, toxic friendship, we don't stan 😤😤

• Picked up most of his asshole traits from previous friendships (doesn't really know how to be a good person since nobody taught him)

• Reluctant buddies with wander? We love tsunderes

• Gym bros! Gym bros! They call each other 'bros'.. Dorks..

• SO OBLIVIOUS WITH PEEPERS!! Mutual pining my beloved.

• It's basically just him and one (1) housemaid, since his parents are pretty much always away. I mean, at least he has the space for sleepovers.

• Got kinda lucky with genetics, he's tall and he started working out really early so he passes easily. (Not enough for himself, though 😔...)

• Straightens & bleaches his hair (Terribly)

• I had a playlist with his songs and I didn't know how to describe them... Cavetown. It's just cavetown. (+ Numb Little Bug. That song had no right calling me out like that istg.)

• Writes love letters that he never sends. Would be a shame if someone found them........

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Ig that's it?? Idk tell me if I completely messed it up.

But fr, as a white person from a country that doesn't teach us any history outside of our own like at all, doesn't talk about mental health and is very ableist, I'm lowkey scared of adding diversity cuz I might mess it up 😭😭

If you see any issues or anything plz let me know, I'm trying to learn here.

But anyways, who should I talk about next? Wander or Domi? (plz respond.. I will say that every time.)

#wander over yonder #woy #hater #commander peepers #sylvia zbornak #wander #deathglare #secrets secrets 🤐

[shytastemakerthing]

If its alright, can I have a TWST matchup? Romantic and platonic if possible pls! Sorry if I overdid it I got a little anxious about what to put lol. Take your time and make sure to take care of yourself. 💙

I am about 5'6 with chest length brown hair that I am growing it out so I can do hairstyles with my sister. I'm nearsighted plus see double so I wear glasses. I have eczema on my arms. I am around 120 pounds and prefer wearing soft baggy gender neutral clothing. I normally look a tamed mess now a days cuz I'm at home 24/7 taking care of my grandma, but when going out I try to look "presentable".

I'm a Scorpio and my MBTI is INFJ-T. I am autistic so how I interact with people varies. Around people I don't really know I'm really quiet and polite, but towards people I don't like I tend to be more passive-aggressive and bitchy. I've had a few friends say that I'm terrifing when pissed off or if someone is being bigoted. I do know that I'm pretty quick to start a fight verbal or physical if my friends are being messed with. I do like to tease my family and friends a lot, but if I see I'm getting close to a boundary I try to pull back. With loved ones I'm overall just more comfortable with being a little silly.

I have pretty simple likes and dislikes. Like I love animals and have had various pets in the past as well as a dog right now. Drawing is one of my passions though I'm trying to get past my anxiety of showing people my art. I absolutely love to sing and I'm willing to listen to (almost) anything, but I love musicals more than anything. It's pretty easy for me to starting rambling about something I'm hyperfixated on then get a little embarrassed. I enjoy the cold more heat because I'm prone to heat strokes. Though exercising is difficult for me I love roller skating. My whole family loves video games so I grew up playing and really loving them. I have difficulties reading so I don't really enjoy it and use to hate it. I have a couple of fears like bug, clowns, and swimming. Sometimes talking is really hard for me cuz of my memory issues, slight lisp, and overall difficulty with pronuncing words, so I don't talk much and enjoy listen to people a lot more.

My love language is pretty evenly spread out, but I enjoy quality time with some sort of physical contact the most.

Varies health stuff that are unfortunately important about me: So, I was born without a sense of smell and with it food is very difficult for me. Most food looks very weird and gross to me, so I rely on texture the most with food. I do have fun making people skirm when they forget about my lack of smell though. I have a diagnosis for anxiety and memory issues, but my therapist agrees that I have more mental health related things. When I was young I had gotten myositis in my legs. Myositis is just muscle weakness caused by your immune system attacking your muscles. Symptoms come and go in episodes/flare ups so when I first got it I was in a wheelchair for six months. I still can't fully recover my leg strength so walking is still difficult if I do it too much.

Hello and thank you so much for this request! I hope that this match-up finds you well and I am so sorry as to how long it took for me to get this out to you! I hope that you enjoy it! I will do the romantic one first and as soon as I catch up on requests, I shall do the platonic!

Tw: None

I match you with...........

Jamil Viper

He is very much used to taking care of people (Kalim), and he has been doing it all of his life.... but it is different for you

Because you are his beloved partner

While he is forced to take care of Kalim, he takes care of you because he wants too

Is your eczema beginning to act up once more? (As someone who also has eczema, I understand this quite literal pain), he has the best remedies sent in from the Scalding Sands and will certainly help.

You don't know where he gets that lotion but by the sevens, the relief that you feel as he puts it on is unreal

With your lack of a sense of smell, he knows that this will certainly impact your food tastes and he will adjust accordingly

Jamil pays extra attention to how to react and respond to certain foods and will make adjustments to better suit your tastes, just so long as you are able to enjoy yourself

Another one who can't stand bugs (rather ironic for a man who grew up in what is basically a desert.... which is known for a lot of bugs), so good luck having some help when it comes to taking care of them

Okay.... if it is really small, he may try to squish it or something, but you have had to stop him more than once from lighting the thing on fire

You both enjoy whatever time it is that you are able to have with one another. He is usually quite busy, between taking care of Kalim, his club, duties as a vice hoursewarden, on top of his normal studies. But if you are both just able to be in the same room as one another, he certainly loves that

Speaking of his club, you are more than welcome to join him at the Basketball club. It's nice and air conditioned so you don't have to worry about getting too hot, and he loves that you come to see him

Overall, Jamil is a very attentive lover, doing what he had to be able to meet your needs and to ensure that you are well taken care of. He will continue to love and cherish you for as long as you allow him.

Thank you for your request!!

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst #matchups #shy writes #disney twisted wonderland #twst imagines #romantic #shy answers #Jamil Viper #Twst Jamil Viper #Jamil Viper x reader #Twst Jamil Viper x reader

[leggyre]

You got any adivce for someone who's considering dropping drawing completely since they don't like what they're making at all?

honestly i've been in the same struggle recently bc it just hasn't been a good year for me. i haven't been drawing a lot bc most of the time i'm either sick or i just.. can't. I've been picking myself up as of late and it's a really difficult grind, but honestly the fact i've been able to actually start this grind is already good for now. I guess that counts as advice; be patient with yourself. Self-esteem doesn't come easy and the little steps are worth so much more than you think.

ok so uh,

-if you just started, don't think about it too much. we all start with the weird scribbles. if you stop now you might never get back to it -if you've been trying to doodle often and always end up hating the result, just take a break. art block is seasoning for burnout and you might just be tired. a lot of times i've felt bad about my art i kinda "gave up" for a while and when i came back to it it was like "wtf this easy what was my issue (it was burnout)". so take a break, play some videogames or hang out with your friends for a week. idk write essays about the media you like? it feels like you're being unproductive but resting IS part of productive because just pushing yourself will just result in nothing being done at the end of the day. -look at your favorite work! im not quite out of my latest artblock yet because its a tough one(it's been teaming up with depression caused by health problems it suuuuucks :/), but when i went long enough without being able to draw I kinda started feeling like I can't do shit and can't call myself an illustrator at all specially bc what i do isnt that big of a deal compared to others(<- comparison also big mistake remember youre the only one who can make YOUR art), going through my folders and seeing the stuff I like the most gave me a LOT of motivation to keep going, even if I was still unable to start drawing right away. not giving up is so important. -so yeah love your art. focus on drawing things you like because it's a gift from you to you, and you should treat it as such. i know it's really hard to be positive about it all the time but it can be really good to go through all your artwork at the end of a day and look at the things you like about it, even if it isn't much. -on that note, find something you really like drawing!!! back in high school i had massive periods of depression that kept me from drawing but i occasionally found sort of a 'life hack' for myself which were things i was always able to work with even during the worst times. one of them was just.. bees. i just doodled random characters as these bees and made og designs too and it was fun. the other one was using colored pencils instead of a regular one bc i just like colors and it made me happy :] it didnt matter that they always had the same overall shape or if i couldnt erase when i messed up, i was just feeling good being able to draw something that i liked. -experiment more!! expand your palettes and download some new brushes. i even change from my newest to my old busted tablet that still sorta works occasionally because using a tool that feels different is.. refreshing somehow? idk -when you need to get yourself back up, do the little steps at your own pace. do a little doodle every day. it's okay if it's always the same thing. the same character. the exact same idea. it's okay if it sucks or if it's unfinished because you struggled. Just give it little pushes. What matters is to try. and it's okay if you can't do it every day. maybe every other day if you need a slower pace. -and remember. engagement doesn't measure your skill. art is subjective anyways!!!!! i spent YEARS doodling and posting only my ocs and getting little to no notes. i think one of my favorite artworks from the time i had ~100 followers had like 0 notes for the longest time. to be honest i don't even know if it has any likes at all nowadays i'd have to look it up bc it's a bit buried

#ask the leg

[danpuff-ao3]

My beloved Nina, also known as the very gifted PinaNaponi, and here as @vulnerasanenturmyprince. I cannot tell you how much this lady means to me. She's on a hiatus from fandom right now, but I couldn't not dedicate some love to my sweet friend.

Nina and I met during one of the worst periods of my life. And she had no idea just how much joy she brought into my life then, because I kept so much of what I was dealing with hush hush. Our first time interacting was a literal cry for help on my end where Nina told me "if you're okay talking to a literal stranger, my DMs are open." Which just goes to show how openhearted and generous she is. She gave me so much support that day.

When I was struggling, and feeling alone, and afraid, Nina reminded me that decent people exist. She's walked through rough situations with such grace and class. All before we were properly friends. And she is, somehow, all the more wonderful when she's in your corner.

This lady is intelligent, skilled, creative, and passionate, and kind. I adore her to bits. And even when she slipped out of fandom, we've kept in touch. And I know without a doubt that whatever our distance on this earth, and in fandom, whatever life throws in our way, I've got this lady for good. And she simply must be celebrated! She writes, narrates, draws, and even binds books! Talk about a quadruple threat!

So here are some goodies of Nina's for you to admire. All below the cut because I got carried away with hers and it's longer than usual!

Art:

Rockstar AU Severus & Harry

Snarry Sanctuary Discord icon

Compulsory Figures fanart

Snape's nose art for Impeccable Logic and Belated Epiphanies

Severus' birthday (Snarry)

Star Trek Snarry

Dron Christmas (for me!)

Snarry Christmas

Birthday Fic-Bindings:

Danpuff short stories

Genuinely, I cried. (She also included yummy German snackies in the package, but that's besides the point.) Is there a better gift to give someone? To put your love into giving another's work physical shape? I have a physical copy of my own works because of Nina. I'm tearing up just thinking about it. Never have I been given such a thoughtful gift. And it's yellow, too!! (I love yellow.) (Also I'm a Hufflepuff, if the "puff" in "danpuff" didn't give it away.)

Certain Dark Things

LilaDiurne's Certain Dark Things is an incredible story and the book Nina created for it is so gorgeous! Geez Louise, what a rockstar!

Drabbles:

Hunger

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 196.

Severus is a gourmet.

No pretty Girl

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 297. Hate sex.

Snape is a terrible liar.

Fics:

Feline Felicis

Harry/Severus. Rated: M. Words: 10,708. Cat!Harry. Fluff.

Potter, in a fit of being his usual hazardous self, goes about things in all the wrong ways. Of course it falls to Severus to fix the mess. It goes not at all as expected.

The Ferryman

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 7,021. Mental health issues.

A story about ghosts and Psychopomps, and two men who might be better off together.

Set Phasers to Stun

Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 18,580. Fluff & smut. Humor. Headmaster Snape & Professor Potter. Snarry Swap 2021.

Harry returns to Hogwarts to apprentice under none other than Severus Snape as a Star Trek: Voyager craze hits the school. Harry is soon to find out that he, in fact, does like sci-fi ― and Vulcans.

Podfic:

Boxes & Baubles

written by me! Narrated by Nina. Severus-centric. Lily & Severus friendship. Minor Regulus/Severus. Endgame Harry/Severus. Rated: T. Length: 21 minutes.

Christmas trees over the first four (and a half) decades of Severus’ life.

Poem:

Lovers' Flight

Harry/Severus. Rated: T. Words: 221. MCD. Wartime. Poem. Kill Your Darlings Fest 2022. Inspired by "Elf King" by Goethe.

When Goethe meets Snarry

Webcomic

Quarantine Days

Harry/Severus. Rated: M. Muggle Au. Domestic fluff. Fluff & smut. Snarry AUctober Fest 2021.

A collection of three-panel comics about Harry and Severus stuck at home during quarantine.

for an explanation about Mutuals March, or to figure out why i wrote you a thing, please check out this post.

#mutuals march #pinanaponi #danni goes overboard cuz she loves nina so much #must give all the love to bestie #why are my friends so dang talented???? #sheesh

[gently-decaying-flowers]

HEY THIS IS THE FIRST CHAPTER OF MY WIP “The Fall of the Raven”

TW: mental health fuckery, su1c1d3 mentions (please read safely i promise it gets less sad later on)

tagging @niallermybabe bc ik you were interested :]

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The Beginning

For once, or the hundredth time, it was in fact a dark and stormy night. The thunder rolled and rumbled in the dark sky, lighting illuminating the Earth for a second before vanishing. Revon listened to the hard pattering of the rain on the roof. Staring out into the night they wondered what they were doing here. A voice called after them but they didn’t hear what it said.

The pain will end. The pain will end. The pain will end. The voice echoed around the walls of their mind. A firm hand gripped their wrist, forcing them to face the figure.

“Excuse me Mx, it’s just- it looks like you’re about to jump. I wanted to make sure everything’s alright.” It was dark enough that Revon felt no need to study the figures' features. The grip on their wrist loosened and they were gently pulled from the ledge. The top level of the parking garage was high enough, they figured.

“Everything’s dandy.” They snapped, tearing their arm back. The figure calmly stepped back.

“Do you have a ride home? Or someone to call? It’s not smart to drive in your condition.” Revon gritted their teeth at the condescending tone. Instinctively their hand flew to their knife, and their knife at the figure’s chest.

“Mind your own damn business and we won’t have any more issues.” They growled. Surprisingly calm, the figure lowered Revon’s knife and cleared their throat.

“Seriously Rey, not your best move.” Upon hearing their nickname the voice of the figure was familiar. Revon groaned.

“Jesus Christ, Lukas. Why are you here?” They put their knife away. Lukas chuckled.

“Well, I’ve been coming here every night. For my own reasons of course but also because this is your fourth suicide attempt in the last month and someone needs to care about you.” He said, smugly. Revon’s jaw clenched up again but they knew better than to draw their knife on Lukas purposefully.

“I don’t need to be cared about. I can handle myself just fine.”

“Not if you’re lying dead in front of the parking garage. Don’t argue with me Rey you’ll never win. Let’s go.” They silently obliged, fists clenched at their sides as they followed Lukas to his car.

“What about my car?” Revon asked, hoping Lukas would realize they drove themself here and let them go. Another tension filled car ride with Lukas was the last thing they needed right now.

“I’ll drop you back here tomorrow morning. You’re coming back with me. Now get in the car.” He passive aggressively opened the passenger door and they angrily plopped down. Lukas started up the car and the vibrations rumbled in Revon’s core. The drive to Lukas’ was familiar, even while the city was blanketed in the dark of night. It didn’t take long to get there but time passed slower in the car.

“Home sweet home!” Lukas sang as they pulled into his driveway. Revon rolled their eyes and slithered to the guest room, slamming the door. Crawling onto the bed, shoes still on, they fell asleep.

A knock came at the door causing Revon to jolt awake. Danger. The person behind the door is dangerous Revon. Grab your weapons. They reached for their knife. Slowly slinking toward the door they assumed their position. The door swung open and Revon thrust the knife at the person behind it. Lukas ducked down and dropped the mug in his hand.

“Good morning to you too, Revon.” He groaned. Revon put their knife back away and stepped back.

“Yeah yeah, just take me back to my car.” They ordered, stepping around him and the mess on the floor.

“Chill dude, now I need to clean up the coffee I so graciously made for you.” Lukas grabbed paper towels and the broom, slowly cleaning up the spill. Revon anxiously tapped their foot, itching to get out and back home. When Lukas finally finished Revon nearly ran to his car.

“What’s the rush hm?” He asked smugly. Revon angrily cracked their neck, trying to avoid another fight with him. It never ended well.

“I just want to get back to my goddamned car okay?” They practically growled.

“Alright whatever dude. Don’t pop that vein in your forehead.” He laughed which made Revon more pissed off. Lukas took everything too seriously but covered it up with a laugh and a joke. The air in the car was thick with anxious anticipation. Lukas slowly circled all the way to the top of the parking garage, parking next to Revon’s car. They leaped out, slamming the door without another word.

Revon drove off, Lukas didn’t follow. They clenched their hands around the steering wheel. It’s a good thing he didn’t try to follow them. Despite his stupid sarcasm and shit attitude Lukas cared a lot about Revon. They knew he really had gone up there every night. He knew them well, and he was genuinely scared for them. It’s not like it’s the first time Revon had gone through a spell like this, it happens a lot actually.

Revon and Lukas met at camp. It was a summer camp for troubled kids. Revon was forced to go by the state after they had been arrested at fourteen. Revon had beat up a kid at school, and ended up breaking their ribs. It punctured the kid's lungs and he died, they didn’t necessarily mean to kill him. Lukas was there for petty theft, going to camp was an alternative to community service once school started. Revon isolated themself and Lukas was appointed by the counselors to talk to them. They hated each other at first but one day Lukas found Revon by the lake, they made a truce after he offered them a cigarette. They never really split up after that.

Before they knew it, Revon was home. Their hands ached from gripping the steering wheel so tight and they cracked their knuckles. Calmly, they walked into the building. Susan, who works the front desk, looked up over her glasses.

“You didn’t come back last night dear, you know I have to alert parole correct?” Revon just grunted in response and stomped up the stairs to their apartment. Their neighbor, Lindsay, was smoking outside in the hall.

“Good going, your officer is already here.” She warned, pointing toward Revon’s door.

“It wasn’t a choice, I was taken.” Revon stated blankly. Lindsay’s eyes went wide.

“Really? What-”

“My… acquaintance. He uh- found me last night and insisted I went with him.” They corrected, not sure why they wanted her to worry.

“Oh, well, don’t get yourself hurt, Revon.” She put her cigarette out on the wall and went back into her apartment. Revon tried to shake the conversation away and unlocked their door. Their parole officer was lounging at their kitchen table.

“Hello there Revon, take a seat and tell me where you were last night.” Revon complied, of all of the parole officers they had, they liked Officer Santez the most. She was scary, took no shit and striked a compelling fear in them.

“I went to the parking garage.” They replied. Santez immediately rubbed her temples in frustration.

“Been taking your meds? I know for a fact you haven’t missed counseling because I take you there myself.”

“Yeah I’ve been taking my meds. Sometimes, the voices win Santez.” They spat. Santez glared at them and they cowered, lowering slightly in their seat. “Lukas found me again, he just didn’t want me driving this time. I was at his place, you can call and ask if you feel so compelled.” Revon said, softly.

“Well, I believe you. Lukas is a good friend, I hope you know how lucky you are to have him.” Officer Santez loosened up, she always likes when Lukas comes up. It’s the one thing Revon hates about her.

“He’s not my friend.”

“Remind me again, how long you’ve known him?”

“Uhm…” Revon counted on their fingers. “Eight years.” They muttered.

“And how many times has he found and saved your life?” Officer Santez asked, rhetorically.

“Every time.” Revon slumped lower in their seat.

“Sounds an awful lot like friendship.”

“I don’t make friends.” Revon rolled their eyes. Friendships meant caring about other people. They lost that ability at a young age.

“What about that poor girl Lindsay next door? Every time I get here she’s anxiously smoking and always asks me if you’re okay.” Santez smirked. Revon stopped, their blood running cold. What? It had to be a lie, no one cares about Revon just like Revon doesn’t care about anyone.

“You’re lying. No one gives a shit.”

“Well this is running in circles and I don’t have time for this shit. You didn’t die or break any laws so my work here is done. Take care of yourself Revon, soon you may not have anyone who will do that for you.” With that, Officer Santez left. Revon heaved a sigh of relief. Things always got all mushy gushy and they weren’t in the mood for that today.

Their day was as usual, they sat around until dinner time, ate a half assed meal, showered and went to bed. Laying in the dark of their bedroom Revon’s mind wouldn’t quiet down.

All of what Officer Santez said this morning is true Revon. Lukas and Lindsay both care for you. What would they do if you killed yourself? Lukas wouldn’t be able to live with himself, Lindsay would probably start drinking and ruin her sobriety streak. It would be all your fault. You’re so selfish.

Unable to fall asleep with the never ending guilt trip in their head, Revon stepped onto their balcony. Next door, Lindsay was smoking.

“Evening.” She muttered to them.

“Why do you smoke?” They asked bluntly. Lindsay exhaled a puff of smoke out of her mouth slowly.

“It’s a good stress reliever. Want one?” She reached over the balcony, Revon took it and lit it with the lighter they left next to the door.

“Officer Santez was all mushy again today.” Revon sighed. Lindsay chuckled.

“What now?” She was used to Revon’s late night shenanigans by this point, they’ve been neighbors for four years. Revon hesitated, not sure how much of the conversation to share. They realized they don’t actually care.

“Oh the usual, how lucky I am to have Lukas as a friend. She did have more to say though. I tried to convince her I don’t have friends but she told me I do. Not only Lukas who has been there to save my life every time for eight years but also…you.” At that, Lindsay raised her eyebrow and lit another cigarette.

“Why does she say that?” Her hand seemed to be a bit shaky but Revon didn’t care to question it.

“Apparently every morning she’s had to check in, you’re out in the hall, stress smoking and asks where I am and if I’m okay.” Revon looked over and Lindsay let out an exasperated puff of smoke.

“Well yeah Revon, suicides are hella common here and I never know if you’ve actually done it. I know you like to think you’re this stone cold bitch. Don’t get me wrong, you totally are but that doesn’t take away the imprint you leave on other people. I’ve been here, talking to you for four fucking years. I can’t imagine how horrible it is for Lukas either, he’s known you longer. Despite how much you hate it, people care about you, Revon.” Silence followed. Lindsay catching her breath and Revon processing what they just heard.

“No. No one can care about me. I don’t care about anyone else, that means no one can care back. Why care about someone who doesn’t care about you?” Revon said finally. Lindsay scoffed.

“Sometimes our brains are fucked up. Love isn’t conditional.” With that Lindsay left. She never leaves first. No one’s ever told Revon they loved them. Lindsay didn’t either, she really just made a statement poorly timed for the context of the conversation. Revon looked down at their phone, shaking slightly in their hand. They made a decision.

#here it is!!! #sorry it’s so depressing 🙃 #Revon is 22 as is Lukas and Lindsay #The Fall of the Raven #hope you like it!! maybe i’ll post ch2 once i write it haha

[the-eldritch-it-gay]

i really need to like comission some1 to draw majexatli perhaps bcuz I want to but idk whats going on but these last weeks I've just been getting worse and worse physically and I'm not sure why. Like, just such extreme fatigue and body pain and my head is foggy and its hard to think and i feel I've been dissociating a lot too and im getting more sensitive to lights and its hard to keep track of things and also my depression has been getting so bad. i originally had thought maybe it had been to do with the lump but since that's something completely benign that's not it. but like I already have so many things wrong with me that like, this could be any combination of issues I have. And my management of my health is so fragile that like, even getting slightly less sleep for a few nights can snowball into something life destroying. and its like. what can I even do about it all. historically I can't even go to like the ER or urgent care without doctors just dismissing me because I'm mentally ill and have a connective tissue disorder they aren't familiar with and im trans and im fat and if they don't dismiss me for that then I get questions about if I'm a legal immigrant or if me wearing a headscarf is actually the cause of my medical issues and shit. and its not even like I can really take off work, I have such little PTO and this time of year everyone is taking off so much it's interfering with shit and our capacity. and I can't even fully relax at home because my mother just had major surgery like an hour ago so she's going to need help and my family's understanding of my physical disability and issues drops to like 0 as soon as anyone else is stressed or going through something.

anyways i just want to escape a bit and enjoy Majexatli and their partners but I can't focus enough to write and i don't have the phyusical ability to draw and I still have to work on all the work I did for Majexatli's textures in game being messed up by patch 5. so i really need to like commission someone or smth. maybe.

#eldritch it speaks #sorry for the rambling as state im not doing good in general #ideally... i would love to comission like. smth with Majexatli and Wyll. like Wyll braiding Majexatli's hair...