#i need to expand on this

[groove-27]

I just realized something, and correct me if i'm wrong but....

Usopp and Buggy never actually really meet and interacted in canon!!!

i was mindblow when i realized.

i now have the mighty need of them both being paired up for an adventure.

i can't help imagining them like tullio and miguel in the volcano scene.

they would be inarrestable!

Oda do your magic🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

#one piece #buggy the clown #usopp #i believe that buggy is what usopp could have become if he had never meet luffy and still decided to be a pirate #of if he never got back with them after water 7 #my post #i need to expand on this #i need to draw this!

[anchoeritic]

thinking about daddy tonowari and his holding kink.

#anchoeritic.dark #i need to expand on this #pls friends #PLSS #PLS! #I NEEEEED TO RALK ABOJT THAISJSKDJKSKD #THIS #USGGGHH

[jadelynlace]

thoughts/discussion/open for interpretation:

Ink Ivar being diagnosed with high functioning autism as an adult.

#I need to expand on this #and do more research

[wine-dark-soup]

arcanists: we wield the most complex form of magic... arcanima. one must master arcane geometry to weave patterns that respect the flow of aether, which in turn will create powerful creature that can help you in combat. this is very dangerous and very powerful, it's not for the weak of mind

also arcanists: anyway we use that power to inspect ship crates lmao

#to my knowledge it is NEVER EXPANDED UPON #that merlwyb needed the arcanists i know. but they were there before already #they were just very much nepotists #so WHY contraband inspection. why not uuuh part of the army. or why not academics. #square enix this is driving me insane

[p4nishers]

i think it's time i admit i have the biggest fatest crush on 1941 crowley. like dude.

#its bad man everytime i watch that see i start giggling uncontrollably and now u're telling me its gonna get EXPANDED?????? #DO YALL WANT ME TO GO CRAZY CAUSE UTS ABOUT TO HAPPEN ANYWAY #he's just soooooo UUGHHHHH SOO #no wonder aziraphale fell ass over heels in love immediately i can understand #the fucking HAT the FUCKING SLICKED BACK HAIR THE CONFIDENCE THE KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR VIBES I AM DECEASED #i need to be sedated #good omens #good omens s2 #crowley good omens #crowley #good omens season 2

[peaceandlove26]

get pokésona’d

#ocs #anthro #pokémon #ponyta #i really need to work on my anthros. sooo skinny… its because i basically just expand on the lines i draw as the ‘skeleton’ but i dont expan #d ENOUGH and i dont realize that until like. way too LATE

[ministarfruit]

for AASiblingsWeek23 day 4: free day!

#AASiblingsWeek23 #ace attorney #lana skye #ema skye #THE SKYE SISTERS #they mean so much to me. I love them #today I remembered they're orphaned and lana had to raise ema #and I'm like. oh. the game needed to expand on that bad #ANYWAY THEY'RE SO GOOD. MORE SKYE SISTERS CONTENT

[ivysangel]

Jason as a nibbler, a neck biter, a vampire. Not literally, he doesn't need blood to survive, no, but the way his mouth somehow always finds your neck, always finds a way to catch his teeth on your carotid, you'd think he did.

He comes up behind you so innocently sometimes, his hands ghosting over your hips and his hair tickling your jaw. His beautiful, soft, jet-black hair that is so quickly replaced with sharp nips of his teeth. You pull away, pushing his head back with your hand, and he groans; what did I do, his eyes say when he lifts his head to look at you. "You're biting me." you point to the teeth marks on your neck, indents a little deeper where his canines were. "I'm loving you."

You patiently wait for the day he gets carried away and accidentally draws blood, the day when the permissiveness of your flesh gives way to this indulgent behavior of his. He'll nose at the tiny droplets of blood collecting around the puncture wounds, licking and laving as a pool of iron collects on his tongue. Pulling away, looking like a wolf who's just devoured its prey, with blood smeared on the tip of his nose and his pupils blown wide.

He'd tasted blood before when he'd punched too hard, when he'd been punched too hard; the taste was always bitter in his mouth, too metallic, and always lingering long after he'd washed it away with water, but not yours. No, yours was welcome, just as bitter and metallic but also sweet? Comforting? Welcome? Yes, welcome. He'd welcomed you into his life a multitude of times, made room for you in places he'd previously thought to be too cramped. In his home, in his mind, in his heart, but the one place he could never figure out how to integrate you was his body.

Of course, he'd had sex with you, let you touch him in ways he had never been touched before, seen him at his most vulnerable, but it would never be the same for him as it was for you. You could never be inside of him the way he was inside of you. He thought he'd never know how it felt to walk around with ghosts of you inside of him the way you did when he came too deep or stretched you out too much. He thought he'd never know what it felt like to carry a part of his lover around with him outside of a material object. Now, he knew otherwise; he knew there was an alternative—a painful, bloody alternative—but an alternative nonetheless.

#cw blood #guys guys guys i don't #have a blood kink #i really need to say that *crying* #i'll probably never expand on this #anyway this is just a little experiment #not entirely sure it's any good bc hello #brain fried #(just finished 4 assignments) #back to back #anyway !!! bye #jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #jason todd smut #jason todd imagine #red hood x reader #red hood x you #red hood smut #red hood imagine #jason todd lover

[wasyago]

they've evolved <3 crazy what 4 months on a boat with a bunch of idiots can do to a person

#decided to expand from the busts and change the initial sketch designs a lil bit #none of them are wearing their normal clothes but pfffff who needs those anyway #also drawing gill in that battle stance was quite fun. i should draw them in action more often #just roll with it #jrwi riptide #jay ferin #gillion tidestrider #jrwi chip #my art #sketch #Destiny's Blade eye thing in the middle is inspired by skywerse 's drawing of it. idk if intentional or not but it looked cool

[umblrspectrum]

she was being a bitch so n took a pic from his perspective

#hi im back #and then im gone #anyways uhmmmm #9 days. #i needed a pfp for discord and didnt have any new art so here we are #the overmind expands #murder drones #murder drones cyn #art #yeah dont worry about anything else here #nothing is going on #and now i vanish for three years again

[nomazee]

“This is unnecessary.”

At Blade’s snide comment, you pull sharply at the strands of his hair in your hands. He grunts in displeasure before obediently quieting down, only a little scared of you scalping him if he annoys you any further. 

Perched behind him on the couch while he sits on the floor, your hands find themselves coming through his hair (long, smooth, untangled despite the fact that you’ve never seen him take a brush to it). Your efforts to part his hair with just your fingers are fruitless. His hair is thick on the top, so much so that you’re surprised his neck doesn’t constantly ache with the weight of it. Your hands pause, resting on the top of his head while you try and figure out how you’ll style it. 

“Be nice,” you warn, two hands on the sides of his head tilting it from side to side, treating him as a foam mannequin on which you can project your very thorough cosmetology skills. “Your fate is quite literally in my hands. I could knock you out and shave you bald very easily.”

“I don’t doubt that,” he says earnestly, and you can’t help the way your lips twinge into a smile. “This is clearly a hassle. My hair looks fine the way it is.”

“It does,” you admit, “but wouldn’t it be nice to try something new? And at no cost to you, aside from mild scalp pain. I’m good at hair. I did Kafka’s that one time.” You fail to mention that it was only one time for good reason. Kafka said that you handle hair the same way a lobster would handle a violin—that is, with clumsy hands and a clear lack of refinement. She had to hide every pair of scissors from you in fear that you'd give Silver Wolf microbangs.

As if on cue, your fingers get caught in an unexpected snag in Blade’s hair, and you pull and tug and yank as if expecting it to untangle on its own. Blade hisses and reaches a hand back to smack you on the wrist, turning around to glare at you. 

“Watch it,” he orders, gentle but firm. There’s not enough heat in his words to scare you, and his eyes are a particularly beautiful shade of copper in the dim, flickering light of this dingy lounge room. Whatever you say, beautiful, you think to yourself hysterically. 

After a few half-willed apologies from you and some nudges of encouragement, Blade finally relaxes enough to turn back around and tilt his head back in your lap, letting your fingers play with his hair nonsensically. A braid, you decide, would look quite nice on him. One long one down the back. If you had ribbon, you’d use some to tie his hair, but all you have is one of Kafka’s tragically thin hair ties. 

“It’s a nice color,” you comment absentmindedly, pretending that you can’t see the way Blade’s eyes have shut in contentment at your gentle prodding. “It changes in the light a little bit. It looks very blue now, but I’ve always thought it was black.” You section his hair off into three pieces, loosely laying one over the other over and over again. The aged gold ornament still hangs securely in his hair, and you don’t do anything to move it. It suits him. 

“It’s natural, if that’s what you’re getting at,” he tells you, the slightest twinge of a joke in his voice. It plays at your smile and at your heart, too. 

“You say that now, but you’ll be scrambling to come up with a lie when I find box dye in your bag.” 

He only hums in response, reluctantly enjoying the feeling of your hands on him—they’re gentle, and you can imagine he’s not quite used to this. It’s an addictive feeling, to have him at your mercy, even with just your hands in his hair. There’s trust, unspoken, lingering warmly in the air and settling like condensation on your skin. You could very easily do a number of things that would hurt Blade—kill him, almost. You’ve only ever thought of it a few times, and those were all a very long time ago. 

You don’t think of it that often anymore. All you’re paying attention to is Blade and the splitting ends of his hair and how nice he’d look with a red ribbon tied in. 

“We should go shopping,” you tell him, voice close to a whisper now. You’ve secured the end of his braid already, and your handiwork is admirable. The strands are neatly crossed over each other, uniform in size with each other as they taper down into the end. “Some clips for you would be nice.” Absentmindedly, you comb through the layers of hair near his face, digging your fingers gently into the sides of his face and scratching at his scalp. 

“And where exactly would we go shopping? We’re not exactly upstanding members of society in some people’s eyes.” 

“Then I’ll make clips for you,” you say, a naive kind of dedication in your tone. “I used to work with metal, a little bit. I could make jewelry. Ornaments for your hair. I’ll put a ribbon in next time.” 

“What makes you think there’ll be a next time?” Blade asks doubtfully, in steep contrast with the way he lets your hands roam along his scalp, and the way his head leans back into you as if he’s comfortable. 

“You’re a loyal customer,” you quip, “you’d never let somebody else do your hair when you have me as a dedicated stylist.” 

“I’m your only customer.” 

“I know,” and in a moment of weakness—because at the end of the day that’s what you are, weak, malleable and moveable when you’re with Blade like this—you lean down just a little bit, pressing a stupid clumsy kiss on the crown of his head. Your fingers trail down to trace the bumps of the braid, the divots and grooves in it, made by your hands, and yours alone. “That just means I can put all my effort towards you alone.” 

“You shouldn’t.” And he means it when he says that, and it hurts you, puts a sickly pang in your chest that you want to reach for and tear out before it grows into something worse. 

“But I will,” you tell him. Blade is stubborn, but not stubborn enough to keep it up. Not now, not here, not when the overhead lights are flickering and making his hair look just a little bluer, illuminating the warmer ends of his hair, glinting off the metal ornament still clipped into it. He rests between your hands, still sitting on the cold floor, pretending that he isn’t falling asleep with you like the fool he secretly is.

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[blackkatdraws2]

There are more things in the Parable than Stanley knows about. [Blank Scripts AU]

#hoh boy i was going to make a comic to introduce these monsters but #i couldnt help myself and made an animation instead #because i just think they're so neat and cool okay #listen i cant for the life of me just infofump about my AU and OCs #because i just think that making actual content about my lore and stuff will not only raise the chances of people being interested #but also it will also raise my motivation to actually produce more content other than the same old recycled front-facing-profile drawings #i need to get creative with my stuff or I'll also loose interest and I DONT want that #in order to be happy with what i have i cant just think about it and expect to be given something new NOOOO i need to MAKE it ughh #i cant believe in order to get more content out of my own au i would need to draw it and feed myself ugh ugh ugh unbelievable (kidding) #but also #i wanna make a little music video or animation again for youtube #its been a hot while since ive uploaded anything in there at all #maybe an animation reel will do for now? #i hope so :( #because ive been working on expanding the Black Scripts AU #and honestly i dont regret it #i had a lot of fun making up scenarios and comics for Stanley and the Narrator (Black) #but yeah! #apart from this little video #you wont be getting an explanation on what these things are supposed to be #and why theyre there #actually i was originally gonna make this into a full fledge animation with sound effect/music/frame-by-frame movement/etc. #but i got lazy HAHA #tsp blank scripts au #tsp au #the stanley parable #the stanley parable ultra deluxe #tsp

[prince-liest]

Some thoughts on Lucifer's mental health, relationships, and role as king of hell!

Lucifer’s perception of himself as the king of hell is really interesting to me because he’s very blase about it in canon while totally using it when it suits him.

I think it’s really telling that the first time he actually brings it up himself is when it’s something he can leverage to help Charlie out. He reads to me like someone who objectively knows that he’s the hottest shit in town, but also just doesn’t really think that it matters most of the time because it's not relevant to his personal problems. Being Lucifer Morningstar did not allow him to achieve his goals in petitioning heaven. Being the most powerful person in hell didn’t even un-fuck his family life!

...Except for when suddenly it might in fact help un-fuck his relationship with his daughter.

It's the main thing he can desperately and dramatically showcase as a worthwhile reason for Charlie to maintain a relationship with him, because he as a person is depressed, half-functional, and barely has enough spoons to pay attention to a conversation he's having with her while he's actively having it, nevermind remembering their last one.

He wants to! And it doesn't start with his song at the hotel! It starts with him answering the phone, heavily fumbling actually connecting with Charlie despite clearly desperately wanting to, and then realizing she's asking him for something and promptly choking on his tea before excitedly telling her, "Yeah! Of course! Anything within my power is yours for the asking, you just name it." He knows that there is a great deal 'within his power,' and he's happy and relieved that he can offer her that!

Lilith has been gone for years but he's still wearing his wedding ring. His walls are still covered in family portraits. He's just been sitting in his room making thousands of rubber ducks he thinks suck instead of ruling hell, because his daughter liked that one duck he made one time.

Charlie needed him to support her in her mission, but damn did Lucifer also need Charlie to get him out and moving and actually doing things again.

Anyway, someone get this man on an SSRI.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin lucifer #lucifer magne #lucifer morningstar #meta #personal #text posts #long post #expanding on some comments I made about him in an ask! #can't WAIT to find out what his and Lilith's deal is #my funky little depressed king #Alastor took him not knowing who he was personally #but after his comments about watching TV and not remembering Charlie's hotel #I think it's pretty clear Lucifer is just out of touch as hell because he hasn't got the spoons to function like people think he would #ETA: I tried to write a little rambling meta post failed to get my feelings out and now I'm 3k words into a fic #I NEED TO JUST REMEMBER THAT FIC COMMUNICATES MY FEELINGS BETTER..........

[slugcatt]

You know what.

Fuck it. Im saying it. It's probably been said before but i dont care

A concerning amount of rain world fans hate mentally ill people and characters.

The way Five Pebbles gets written off as a "bad guy" so much just shows.

What he did isnt murder. Murder would imply it was premeditated. Murder would imply it was malicious. It was not malicious, it was not premeditated, it was not murder. Moon was not murdered.

It did get better with Downpour but still. FP should not be on the villians wiki. Especially when the categories the page is in are these

#there. I said it. I see this too much #Even pre-downpour he was written to be mentally ill #DP just expanded it #im not trying to justify what FP did. Obviously killing your own sibling is fucked up #but it just angers me when i see this #and im not even gonna touch on the whole 'FP is a child.' #all i have to say about THAT is being immature ≠ child. #rain world #rain world downpour #rw dp #rain world dp #rw downpour #five pebbles rain world #five pebbles rw #rw five pebbles #rain world five pebbles #five pebbles #(god that is too many tags im not doing that again.) #sorry i just needed to go on a rant because this is WAY too common #[public broadcast]

[canisalbus]

That juice box ask is so right. Machete will definitely shrivel into dust if he does not have his daily H2O intake.

.

#oh no oh geez #he looks MUMMIFIED #did he dry out so badly his eyes retracted into his head #like some sort of SNAIL #he needs a long soak like one of those tiny shriveled dinosaur figures that expand when you put them in a glass of water #potentially the most cursed thing anyone has ever drawn for me #genuinely unsettling 10/10 #gift art #thagoldennugget #own characters #Machete #I have an unfathomable urge to get a spray bottle and mist him #but I don't think it would be enough

[dayurno]

robin cross and kevin day parallels actually go so crazy. they both spent their formative years in a basement underground with exy-obsessed captors. they both saw exy as freedom. they both were isolated even within the foxes’ group of outcasts. they were both under andrew’s protection. it cost kevin jean to leave the nest and it cost robin another girl’s life to escape her kidnapper. robin carried her racquet with her to self-soothe and kevin restrings the net of his when he’s anxious. they’re even bird coded

#to those unfamiliar the word robin is also a kind of little bird 🕊️ #i dont ship them but i dont blame the people who do if im honest #BUT ITS JUST CRAZY TO MEEE #its so fucked that canonically kevin never gets to meet her #but i will say that the echoes of his presence are still there #she joins the foxes the year after kevins graduation and there andrew is taking robin to night practice #there he is coaching her because he knows exy is the tool she needs to believe in herself #there he is doing what kevin day told him only years late 🫠 #sorry they make me insane #robin when she’s the weird kandreil amalgamation no one asked for #will expand on this if i have more thoughts later but please talk to me about robin. thank you #txt #aftg #kevin day #robin cross #kevin #robin #fav #kevin&robin