#but uh.. OOPS GUESS NOT

[coffee-cait]

🦊 Live Laugh Hehe >:'3c 🦊

Thank you for all the amazing memories and for being our fox mom Nina. Wishing you nothing but the best on your new journey ahead! We'll miss you 💗

#fanart #vtubers #nijisanji #nijisanji en #nina kosaka #i.. i cant believe im losing my nijiEN oshi #i... i have SO MUCH art of her on the back burner #this drawing was literally supposed to be something i was gonna tackle after the wild ride of convention season was over and i'd have time #but uh.. OOPS GUESS NOT #really wanted to get something done now... i cant believe she's really gone now...

[silencingspellsongs]

so with a hush audio coming out friday/saturday and the chance of him and doc resurrecting vega like he mentioned in his last audio and with sunday being easter.......... do you see where im going with this

#redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted vega #redacted hush #redacted carpe deus #argent rambles #funny tag #is this blasphemous? #oops 🤭 #also blanket statement i know basically nothing about religion so if this offends you..... uh sorry about it i guess 🤷‍♀️

[se-agapo-skywalker]

Luke taking care of you so gently and lovingly after some intense burnout

You better believe this man loves taking care of you, in more ways than one ;)

Smutty headcanons below the cut:

You've really been going through it lately, and Luke sees that. He hates that. So, after insisting you take a break--and pulling a few strings with Leia to put a pause on both of your work loads--he's fully determined to take care of you in every way possible. He is but your humble servant, determined to please you in whatever way he can (even when you tell him you disagree with that statement, he ensures you the offer still stands).

In your shared quarters, Luke takes charge of every non-draining domestic task while you recuperate. Cooking, cleaning, you name it, maybe he'll even throw in a little maid costume for you while he's at it. Chores aside, he's willing to provide other favors, if you're up for it... If you're too tired to be more assertive in your intimacy, he'll gladly take the lead: gently pressing you against the wall for a kiss, lifting you onto the counter and parting your legs for a quick snack before he makes breakfast, the possibilities are endless. You probably end up christening every flat surface of your little apartment while you're at it.

Hell, if he has to--he certainly wants to--Luke will do his best to fuck your burnout away. It's worth a try... then again, considering what Yoda always tells him, he's very intent on being successful. Of course, he knows he can't just magically fix all your problems, but he knows damn well a couple orgasms a day will do wonders for your mental health. And, in keeping with his promise to you, he's as slow, patient, and gentle as possible--because he loves you more than anything, and he's willing to do this forever.

#oops this ask is very old... time uh flies i guess #my inbox is open #my fic #luke skywalker x reader #luke skywalker smut #luke skywalker x afab!reader

[cowboyskeletons]

pair nettle with hemlock for a loved one who has been taken away too soon

pair nettle with oleander to warn someone that their betrayal has been discovered

#dndads #hermie the unworthy #....uh maybe #dndads spoilers #just because of the implications i guess? don't want to risk it #back at it again with flowers and hermie !! #ughghghgh i made the canvas too small so i couldn't do the hemlock properly #also the nettle... couldn't figure out how to make it not too busy without scrapping it for the 20394th time #whatever. on its own i like the hemlock and the oleander is nice #anyway hermie...... hermie brainrot....... #i have so much work to do and yet. flower language #i wanted him to hand the oleander to normal but i can't do perspectives so i gave that up quickly #also the initial idea i had was to have just a headshot with him wearing a crown of nettle and oleander but i kept looking in the book #....maybe i'll still do that actually #both of those #is this just procrastination because i am struggling with the take an l animatic? maybe #oops what did i just do #i think i made it private for like five seconds whoops

[cosmetichorror]

Yooo imagine an au where Wild literally can’t be separated from the sheikah slate

Okay this may sound stupid but whatevs I think it’s interesting

(I just thought of this like five minutes ago so it’s not very coherent, but here’s what I got so far!)

The Shrine of Resurrection did technically heal him. His wounds were closed, but that does not change the fact that he was dead. The shrine can heal, but despite its name, it cannot raise the dead. Sort of like my mastersword theory, imagine Wild himself is running on sheikah power of sorts. The shrine sort of powered him up, but it only gave him enough “power” to last him the amount of time the shrine predicts would take him to defeat the calamity and fulfill his purpose. So let’s say about, three months. As time wears on, he becomes weaker and weaker. Purah finds this out by magical smart means, and upgrades the sheikah slate to where it can share its power with him, thus making him inseparable from the slate. I think he could last anywhere from a few hours to maybe half a week without his slate depending on how much energy he uses.

I just think this would be interesting is all, idk if I’ll ever actually do anything with this though.

#linked universe #legend of zelda #linked universe au #botw link #linked universe wild #linked universe in general #lu wild #breath of the wild #just a little idea I had #prolly won’t do anything with this unless I get bugged to do it like I was with that Twilight fic idea #so uh #I guess if you wanna see this eitehr write it yourselves or harass me in my inbox? #oop typo

[xenomorphicdna]

Flames,, blanket boy, my beloved

I gotta draw more art like this of him, he's such an odd creature I love him so much

There's so much to his character that I never talk about aaa I'll make a lore post eventually

#i have thoughts about this guy #he's so hungry for affection and that social and physical contact he see's all the people in his city get #he's takes up so much after them in so many ways #maintenance on this guy... mechanics working on checking all the wires and circuits and touching all the sensitive nerves and neuron flies #its nice that his entire structure is well taken care of but he also wouldnt be able to focus on anything else #he's so used to working in perfect undisturbed conitions..must be so distracting when something changes #he'd have his overseers watching as they plug things in and test stuff and poke around in his guts #and maybe he'll enjoy it a too much and he'll beep when a cable is pushed in.. its not like the sounds are unusual #the structure is alway whirling and buzzing.. whats a few extra clicks and hums when a particularly sensitive component is touched #its not like they would know unless they were really paying attention to the sounds and looking for a reaction #trying to please their beloved supercomputer #he longs for the same love they're capable of but it does quite work out. They can't hug him in a way that feels the same #does affection mean anything to him when its so little. They cant love him in a way that properly means something #i guess flames eventually getting into a relationship fills that affection hole #someone who speaks the same language. someone who he can relate to and understand #someone capable of touching all his systems in just the right way #ajfjsj went off i the tags here uh im so tired im kinda losing consciousness as i was typing oops #rain world #iterator #rain world oc #iterator oc #oc four blue flames #drawins #suggestive

[man-down-in-hatchet-town]

Doing This

Anyways, I just wanted to take a moment to talk a little about part of why Spies Are Forever means so much to me.

Like many, many other people, I have lived some real-life version of "Doing This." I'm asexual, my romantic orientation is... complex, and after a lifetime of being taught a very allosexual concept of my own future, I really struggled to navigate what those ideas meant for me during my college years. Compulsory Heterosexuality is a hell of a thing, and I can remember watching the clock while making out with someone I thought I should, mentally calculating how soon I could end the evening without making things rude or uncomfortable.

(To be clear, no one ever forced me to do anything or was anything but respectful. It was all my own choice to follow a certain script and struggle on through discomfort.)

And then I would curl up in my bed and cry while listening to "Sunshine On My Shoulders" by John Denver over and over again. No, I do not understand that song choice either.

The resulting memories aren't... great. At the time, they further damaged my already shaky relationship with my asexuality. It was around then that Spies came out.

Watching "Doing This"... re-contextualized things. That scene allowed me to look at those moments of compulsory heterosexuality and genuinely laugh about them with fondness and patience for myself. And being able to do such a thing changed in the game in a way I didn't realize I needed. That silly spy musical that breaks my heart every time I see it also helped heal something.

So, yeah, thank you Tin Can Bros. and TalkFine for that song and those characters. And thank you Curt Mega and Mary Kate Wiles and Lauren Lopez for your pitch-perfect performances. They mattered. They matter.

#also art matters play your artists AMPTP!!! #weird thing to post about but I guess I'm uh #Doing This #hahaha sorry I'll see myself out now #Spies Are Forever #Agent Curt Mega #tatiana slozhno #TalkFine #tin can bros #rewatchers2000 #hahaha this is sooo personal oops

[meatcatt]

I made Rain World ocs with sky,,, I love them

#my art #Rain world #Rain world oc #Botanist #Nothing Well-Made #NWM #I have learned since making botanist that the blue “fruits” are actually bug sacks so uh... oops #Its fine just imagine the stuff growing on them is a fruit original to botanist I guess

[pioneer-over-c]

Draw Everything June day 5. Pre-Endar Spire and becoming a different person, Revan was a Form IV practitioner, so I thought this reference might fit him.

#draweverythingjune2023 #draw everything june #revan #kotor #kotor 1 #star wars #san-surien suun #(actually it's pre-endar spire so he's actually still lach sulrass and ACTUAL revan but... i don't have a tag for that haha) #i always want to draw more action poses of revan but the only character in the films (best reference) that uses form iv is yoda #and the actual human people doing form iv on youtube don't do force-assisted acrobatics lol #i guess i've learned enough about gesture drawing now to be able to extrapolate from yoda though. should try that #(post-endar spire the only time he uses a lightsaber is the... uh... dialogue option for the whimpering locker) #i spent the entire malak fight shooting him and then using master speed to run away out of his range. malak must have been so confused #revan shows up saying he's not revan and isn't interested in proving who is stronger #he then proceeds to not even use a lightsaber while fighting and STILL wins. rip malak #also i accidentally made him like an inch taller than malak before i found out malak's height. quite literally overshadowed oops

[estellardreams]

Fucked up leg bois

Fibula belongs to @son1c.

Sonic Cybernetic AU belongs to me.

#digital art #sonic fanart #sonic the hedgehog #fibula the hedgehog #oc art #not my oc #Both lost their leg(s) #Casual non-canon meeting don't mind me #And still despite this Sonic being from another universe and a lot taller than canon he's STILL shorter than Fib #Lol #Made this at midnight- now it's 1am here #Edit: I'd like people to know that I unintentionally forgot Fibula was 4'1'' and put him down as 4'3'' - and my AU Sonic is also 4'1'' #Uh... Oops? I guess? Oh well still taller Fib here. Measurements be damned. #Sonic Cybernetic AU (Non Canon) #🌸Mine

[toastingpencils37]

For Raine's Sketch Challenge:

@nyaskitten

#raine's sketch challenge #ras ninjago #ninjago dragons rising #ninjago #toasty's art #toasty's digital art #ok why is it that everytime i have pink on a drawing the pink looks drastically different on my laptop than it does on my ipad #never any other color. just pink #also I think this drawing is chilling on my school account's google drive💀. oops. #guess i'll just delete it later whenever I finally access that drive #because i am NOT accessing it on my laptop right now. especially with fanfic tabs open nuh uh #i mean like it's not bad fanfic but still. don't need that somehow popping up in my history and some admin wondering what I'm doing #ahem... anyways

[emotigonecreative]

His eyes are a pure neon green, the cut of his features more skeletal, the bounds of his white hair jagged, untethered, twisting outside the pull of gravity. His whole posture is bent into an inhuman, predatory hunch, his hands curled on white talons, his shoulders heaving with breath. He bares his teeth on sharp fangs that are silhouetted by the glow at the back of his throat—a glow that permeates his entire body. Neon veins that bleed through the black and white jumpsuit, that fracture across his face like he’s made out of porcelain, light, energy, pouring out of him. Bolts of emerald crack off him like lightning, jumping between the mists like neon clouds, though he hardly seems to notice.          

“You wanted me here? Here I am,” Danny growls, physically vibrating when his vacant eyes find the ghost blocking Jazz’s way.

“I can see that,” the ghost says with the low rumble of a chuckle, unperturbed as his lips curl into a sharp grin. “And you're barely holding on. Losing control, are we?”

The words send a lance of pain through Jazz’s chest. The ghost's words are so gloating, so awful, but she has the sinking feeling that they're true. Because the boy suspended in the icy depths of this twisted dimension, the one literally breaking apart in front of them—he doesn’t feel like her brother.    

 Barely holding on. Losing control...

“Maybe,” Danny says, his lips hooking at the corner, tongue running over teeth too sharp. Ducking his head, he calls glowing energy into his taloned hand, an intense, vibrant green cupped in his palm. “But this isn't ending the way you wanted it to. You were wrong, Dan.”

“Oh?” the ghost says, amusement still dancing in his voice.    

“I’m not turning into you.” Her brother smiles, and it's haunting, all wrong on his face. With a cold, hard certainty, he says, “I’m becoming something much worse.”   

Overshadowed ch 38 by WhereOnceIWasFire

text free version under the cut~ :)

#spoilers #fanfiction fanart #fanart #danny phantom #overshadowed #whereonceiwasfire #'Animal I Have Become' plays loudly #this fic is killing me in all the best ways #hhhh I thought about spoilering the text but then was like.... the whole picture is a spoiler #so uh mind the tags i guess?? #edited bcause i totally forgot to fukkin SOURCE the fic oops

[shooks-stupid-stuff]

he cooka da pizza 2: noise is calling pick up phone

#ITS FINALLY DONE AAAA #now uh. this page was SUPPOSED to have ALL the bosses on it. but uh. #then the noise happened and i really REALLY like drawing the noise. oops! #and peppino is also just too fun to draw cjvhbcjv im sorry lol #oh nooo guess that means i have to do another one what a tragedyyyy- #ok anyways. tags- #pizza tower #peppino #peppino spaghetti #the noise #theodore noise #peppino pizza tower #the noise pizza tower #gustavo #brick the rat #gustavo and brick #gustavo pizza tower #brick pizza tower #gerome #gerome pizza tower #toppins #toppins pizza tower #OK THATS IT RIGHT #RIGHT #god i fucking hate tagging but. yknowwwww- #*slides over previous pizza tower post* it gets the numbers when i do it properly- #ok anyways. im typing this at 2 am lol it'll be posted tmmrw probably- #shook arts #i swear ill get to the other bosses next time. and noisette. i promise- #AND HOPEFULLY IT WON'T TAKE LIKE LITERALLY ALMOST A MONTH-

[handsomejack-ingoff]

theyve just got a lot of appeal okay

i dont think vaughn ever liked jack. i hc that hes always been skeptical about him, but more from a distance. he tries not to involve himself with jack as much as possible. he has a feeling the more he tries to learn, the MORE he'll have to try to get his best friend to stop obsessing over that guy. so he just keeps himself in the dark, focuses on work and friends.

jack will occasionally mingle around in some of the more common bars or clubs set up in helios. he likes the attention, the way everyone is trying to touch and see and hear him. the alcohol probably helps as well. usually it happens when he needs an ego boost. sometimes he'll even flirt around, if some of these dumb poor middle class helios workers have enough good looks.

so imagine vaughns surprise when jack waltzes up to him and yvette tying to have a quiet night at the bar together.

jack showed up without warning, and a crowd followed. vaughn and yvette had been trying to ignore it all and just drink, keep chatting with each other. about rhys, about work, about what movies theyd seen.

so imagine both of their surprise when jacks the one that waltzes right up to them.

he says something about how strange it is that neither of them have even attempted to get up to meet him. he asks if they hate him, of theyre against him.

vaughn is slack jawed, stunned into silence. somehow this walking nerd emoji managed to pull the attention of jack by... doing nothing?

yvette is the first to respond, her eyes wode and expression clearly surprised. of course we're not against you, she assures. she insists that they simply didn't want to bother jack, hes a very busy man after all. vaughn nods along with her.

vaughn starts assuming that yvette was the reason jack came over here- he couldnt blame the man. she was an attractive woman- and smart, and she definitely had the charisma to get far in hyperion. if vaughn could be attracted to women, he probably would have fallen fast and hard for yvette.

so, imagine his further shock when jack puts a hand on his shoulder.

he says hes gonna give vaughn the offer of a lifetime. he says he wants to take vaughn back to a room, that hes had enough mingling with the common folk and vaughn is who grabbed his attention.

now, jack is saying this with like. the full intention of killing vaughn. he wants a quick ego boost from giving some coomer dweeb the sex of his lifetime, then be done with him. he wants the ego boost of being someones best sexual encounter. this was basically a guarantee for that.

and vaughns like. freaking out mentally. whys handsome fucking jack being drawn to him?

so he downs the rest of his beer, chugging it as quick as he can. yvette hesitates stopping him. he knows denying jack this would lead to something not good, and hes sure letting this happen also wouldnt be good.

but what choice does he have?

he bites his lip as he looks at jack and says that he'll go, but that he needs to be drunker first.

and, of course, yvette asks if hes sure. and he can only shrug.

but jack seems happy by that. he buys vaughn more beer. as the accountant drinks and drinks, and once yvette leaves, jack gets vaughn to start talking. interests, hobbies, stuff like that.

the night goes on and on, and eventually jack is nearly dragging a red faced, laughing, blacked out vaughn to a private room.

and the next morning vaughn wakes up, rolled over to his side, and seems handsome jack right fucking there. and vaughn isnt dead.

and he wont die, for a long, long time.

#oops #sorry #kats scribbles #i guess #handsome jack x vaughn #vaughn x handsome jack #money clip #uh. what else do i tag this with #not bothering editint this. ignore any typos #i promise i dont write this poorly normally

[catzgam3rz]

Found loose printer paper at work, Team Rancher doodles be upon ye

#rambles #a lotta ramblings in the tags lol #my art #empires smp #esmp #empires smp 2 #esmp 2 #tangotek #solidaritygaming #empires jimmy #empires tango #team rancher #rancher duo #I tried?? to post this before and I guess it just went to the void????? #if it’s just my phone than oops! #anyways uh thinkin about them a normal amount yep totally #also suck at drawing in pen but they’re worth it #I love tango (Shelby’s) hat sm it’s just…. yeah #I made it a lillypad brim with pond lilly flowers :D #also shoulda mentioned on Jimmy’s design post he has a netherstar bolo tie #whiiiich is from my double life Tango design :D

[tiredassmage]

actually, fuck it, woe! wip wednesday be upon ye! [i'm. we're basting another hyrohtyr au. i'm being unwell.] i'm currently too tired to give the entire context and i have no idea if i'll finish the whole piece, but i had to do something to get blorbo feelies out of my braincase bc i'm. i'm having a time. anyway!

what i will give you is this is sometime after ziost, but before kotfe. bc that's like. that's important timeline detail. xD

“Did you get my message?” The shell is familiar, the outline of a stance, but that’s where it ends. His feet steady into an ingrained rhythm that suggests parade rest, save for his hands clasping in front around the datapad. There’s… something about it she hasn’t seen since… Yavin. The frown finally stirs upon her lips. Nine was not one about whom she often searched the Force for answers upon, having learned quickly it was much too akin to an infringement upon the agent’s boundaries and trust, but she didn’t need it now to feel caution cool her previously racing thoughts. What happened on Ziost… It would change everything. Everyone. Touched by Vitiate’s influence directly or not. It was changing everything, almost faster than she could fathom stamping down upon it. And they’ve never spoken about what’s in his files, handed over to her in the wake of Imperial Intelligence, in the aftermath of Revan. She had known enough, when they stood on Ziost. It had not spared them a violent, jagged reality. No matter her intentions on the matter. “I… admit I haven’t had time to read it in full,” she says carefully. “Good.” He nods, his eyes dropping to his hands. “I… This is.” He clears his throat again, more roughly this time. “I felt this would be better delivered in-person.” Her brow furrows as he hands over the datapad without so much as a hint of expectation. Just an offering and exhausted, hollowed, waiting eyes. She takes the datapad. “I thought I made myself clear, Commander,” she says, stern eyes still on him. “You were supposed to be off-duty.” For barely a moment, a ceding, knowing smile ghosts the corners of his lips before he merely nods again. “You did,” he says evenly. His hands settle in front of him - a bit more easily, more familiar now in full rest. A beat of silence between them before he draws in a slightly deeper breath quietly with a faint bracing of his shoulders and a firmer set in his jaw as he levels his gaze with hers. “I… would like to make that arrangement more… permanent, Minister.” He knows how much I hate that title-

bonus:

i want to shake him and lana's dynamic like a gumball machine.

#put that blonde bitch thru more of the horrors [points at tyr] #dot words #wip wednesday #actually. him and lana. i guess. the horrifying ordeal of knowing ur idealistic ex-agent of a friend and coworker too well. oops? #ch: tyr #swtor fanfic #idk if i should tease by tagging this like that without solid knowledge of my intent to finish or not... sorry friends #anyway good night and good news and all that jazz #my eepy apologies for uh. idk editing is not a rn me i just. needed to get this out of my system so if the tenses are weird ahm. oops?