#musings !

[words-at-night]

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[katy-l-wood]

We talk a lot about the need to bring buttons back to hardware, but we're reaching the point where we need to bring them back to software as well. I just tried to use Procreate Dreams for the first time the other day, and I was really excited about it because I love the original Procreate. But Dreams? I had to give up in about an hour because EVERYTHING on it is hidden.

You can't just click buttons and mess around until you figure it out, you have to memorize a ton of random gestures and taps. And most of them never seemed to work quite right either. I can KNOW if I've hit a button, but I can't KNOW if I've done the exact right tap to make the computer weasels happy. It just isn't learner friendly.

#Musings

[ghost-bxrd]

Just saw artwork of Jason doing the heads in a duffle bag thing and—-

I’m sorry but there’s just something so visceral and horrifying about a teenager sawing heads off people in a display for power.

Were they bad people? Yes. Did they deserve it? Probably. Did it send a message? Absolutely. Is it still horrifying? Heck yeah.

Just—- knowing Jason and his background, it’s just so heartrendingly tragic. I don’t even think he liked doing it, I’m just imagining him having to throw up afterwards before putting his helmet back on and playing tough crime lord again. The amount of self loathing he must feel whenever he thinks too hard about his actions. Falling asleep and seeing that—

Just— emotional repercussions, man. They’re real…

#sorry this one’s a little deep #see this is why I usually go with pit madness #one of the many reasons #like the put kind of numbs the part of you that feels guilt over something so atrocious #greys out your moral compass #if you can’t fall back on that— you’re doomed #in Jason’s case pls don’t quote me on that #anyway yeah #just #musings #ghost talks #jason todd #red #it was awesome art btw #just got me thinking tho

[werewolfbarista]

sitting and shaking and sweating w my finger hovering over the reblog button . the post. "reblog if u would fuck prev" or some such............... would i fuck prev. is this making a commitment? maybe. who knows?? if we were caught up in the right moment anything could happen...................would i fuck prev?? if we sat together and watched a new show together and got a lil high and locked eyes the light off the tv caught their eyes just right and they smiled????? maybe. perchance.......

#musings #overthinks shitpost reblog bait

[butcharium]

A butch (almost) every day ▪️22/04/2024

A somewhat precarious button situation

#a butch every day #art #drawing #my art #butch #lesbian art #musings

[johannestevans]

"why are you dressed like a minion?" "you look like a minion" "where is gru?" and other such demands made of me, an innocent

#musings #johannes selfies

[profoundmakerdreamerss-blog]

The quote by Charles Bukowski, "—and when nobody wakes you up in the morning, and when nobody waits for you at night, and when you can do whatever you want. What do you call it, freedom or loneliness?"

Makes me think about Voldemort. Like, what would happen when he wins. What would happen after he has it all. What would happen then, when there is no familiar faces, there is no one who knew Tom Riddle, from that accursed orphanage. What would happen, when the people he knew end up becoming vestiges of the past, and even their family line doesn't last. What would he do then, with his endless life and nothing to look forward to?

#musings #Voldemort #tom riddle #tom marvolo riddle #what happens once you have it all? #once you have everything #what then #Harry Potter meta #at the end of the day #what does one do after living forever #lord voldemort

[periwinkla]

Phoenix - Godot parallels

I've been replaying T&T and I gotta say, the parallels between Phoenix and Godot are uncanny. The most glaring resemblance is that they're both so presumptuously convinced that they are the only ones who can and should have the responsability of saving the people they love. Note also that their Japanese names, interestingly, both reference dragons - Ryuuchi and Souryuu respectively - but they do so in reverse : the first kanji for Phoenix and the last for Godot. Godot wakes up after 5 years and learns that the love of his life was killed. He couldn't do anything about it because he was poisoned and thus out of commission. Then he learns that said love of his life had taken on a protégé, and he also learns that the lovesick idiot willingly swalled the same poison that put him into a coma, and was swimmingly fine. He is so pissed at the guy. Also envious. Phoenix was there. Why couldn't he be there instead? Why did the poison put him into a coma, and not that stupid lovesick fool? He twistedly but most furiously hates the guy. Thus he crawls back from the deepest depths of hell. But he knows, deep down, that the one he really hates is himself (not that he could have done anything about it, even if he had not been in a coma - but feelings are hardly logical) Something Phoenix and Godot share is that twisted savior complex. Godot thinks he should have been the one to save Mia, Phoenix becomes a defense attorney because he thinks he is the only one who can save Miles, the only one who understands him (and then it's a slippery slope to wanting to save everyone ever, but that's beside the point). Both are quite presumptuous in these assertions. But Phoenix was able to save Miles (in a way he hadn't expected) - Godot couldn't save Mia. If Phoenix hadn't been able to save him, would he have ended up the same as Godot did? Remember, if he hadn't won that trial, Miles would have faced the death penalty. So, if the poison had worked and he was out of commission for 5 years, he would have been too late. If you think about it, we had a glimpse of what Phoenix would have been like. When he thought Miles was dead, he snapped at Maya and told her not to speak his name in front of him ever again. He was also quite depressed for those months and refused to take on cases at first, cases of possibly innocent people who needed him. And when Miles came back, he snapped at Miles too. Which leads me to my last point: Both Godot and Phoenix resort to anger as soon as they're hurt as their form of dealing with grief. They are so similar. One was just less lucky that the other. Also by this logic you could say that miego is basically narumitsu with a bad ending, which makes me cry so hard darnit edit: it's also fun to note that they both went crazy over someone they knew for less than a year. People call Phoenix ridiculous but Godot is basically the same kind of ridiculous

#ace attorney #phoenix wright #diego armando #narumitsu #wrightworth #musings #miego #godot

[silveredstarlights]

Burning and endless, iridescent and gleaming;

Are the stars, a light in the shadows so freezing

#poetry #spilled ink #words #love #quotes #romantic poetry #poems #literature #written words #short poems #musings #dark academia

[words-at-night]

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[toomusing]

Kiss me like a tender lover Ravage me like my hateful enemy

#musing #musings #rp musing #rp musings #original musing #original musings

[septemberkisses]

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

#was rereading the hunger games series when this thought hit me like a truck #it beautiful #its haunting #its heartbreaking #its melancholic #quotes #dark academia #books and reading #books & libraries #books #young adult #ya books #young adult books #movies #coming of age #the hunger games #the divergent series #the maze runner #the fault in our stars #musings #midnight musings #thoughts #mine

[werewolfbarista]

*looking over ur shoulder while you draw ur trans dogboy* hey . give him a knotted tdick.........ok ? for me ???

#musings #sorry u have to see this. but also not sorry it'smy blog

[butcharium]

I love how tracking my period is also a way I can track my mental and physical health, as everything is connected and these really impact the reproductive system. Usually it is more used so that if your cycle has any sort of irregularity that's a sign something's up, but my default is that something's up so my period cycle is deeply irregular and almost nonexistent. Tracking my period is then a way I can keep tabs on my improvement - any sort of regularity and especially just having some sort of menstruation at all is a sign that something is going better in my life. Especially since I often struggle with being in touch with how I'm doing it is so great to have my period cycle to help me be aware - when am I in a good state when in a bad? what factors could positively or negatively cause a change? A few years back I made a drastic life decision, and it felt like a confirmation that it was the right thing to do when I got an actual proper menstruation not long after (and it was - my stress reduced my physical and mental health improved)!!!! To me this is invaluable!!

Anyways guess who just started breading and could cry tears of joy 😭😭

#i dont expect too many to relate haha but it is fresh blood!!!!! as opposed to the old brown gunk!!!!!!!!!+ #i am so happy!!!!! #musings

[johannestevans]

Flower

Doing short requests (<500w)! Request for all-the-way-through.

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Aven struggles in the bonds surrounding him, the vines as they curl and curve around his shoulders, around his neck, coiling around his breast, his belly. His pecs stick out with the pressure, his nipples feeling unusually sensitive as he breathes in more of the shimmering silver pollen that swirls on the air before his eyes.

The apothecary had said they would respond more aggressively if you struggled, and they do, coil around him very tightly as he shifts and moves in his place. When the first tip of the vine sinks into his arse, slick and immediate and pressing so deep into him he can’t believe it for a second, even though this is the point, even though he knew—

Aven can feel the apothecary’s eyes on him as the vines pull at his wrists and ankles and spread him wider against the wall, at the same time the two tentacles sink further into him, writhing as they find their way into his guts and at the same time thicken wider, another of them curling around his cock and squeezing at it, pulling at him. His skin is throbbing more and more, hot all over, even before two of them grasp his nipples and tug on each of them, pulling them out more. It’s making his chest throb, and he can feel his chest swelling, feel the skin stretching as his pecs plump up into tits.

Elf milk, the apothecary had said he wanted, that he’d pay for, elf milk, and to let his vines flower into the bargain, and when he’d laid the money on the table Aven hadn’t even hesitated before he’d started stripping off his clothes.

He doesn’t know the apothecary’s name, he realises, but he’s a handsome sort, has big dark eyes, pretty lips, a well-groomed beard, and Aven opens his mouth to ask, but what comes out is a moan as his tits flop forward, fattened up with milk and throbbing, heavy, aching, before the apothecary comes forward and attaches a little bottle with a suction cup onto each nipple and sets them to work. Aven howls out a noise, arching his back into the hard suck on each side, hearing the trickle and drip of the new milk out of his new tits, his cock bobbing hard between their bodies with the vine wrapped tight around it, its tip teasing the opening of his hole as if it’s going to sink inside him.

At the same time, he can feel the vines writhing in him, feel pre dripping out of his cock and his balls drawing up, feels so fucking full—

“Hey,” he manages to say through the haze of pleasure, “I don’t know your—"

He chokes, gagging, as the vines force their way up and out of his stomach, slide easily up his throat and pop out from between his teeth. He whines, writhing in place now entirely involuntarily, not because he means to.

“It’s alright, some of the vines are hollow – they’re designed to let you breathe. And when you breathe…”

Aven heaves in a wet gasp, tears on his cheeks, and then lets out a sharp howl as he feels the vines shift in his mouth, shift outside of his mouth, feels the buds widen and spread as they flower. His mouth feels like it’s been made into a fucking bouquet as the vines keep working their way through him, his gut a mess of shifting vines, moving under the skin.

“Can I suck you off?” the apothecary asks, and Aven gags again on the vines that are working through him, his thighs twitching, his arse and belly so full he feels like he might burst. “I’ll pay extra,” he adds.

Aven nods, which makes the vines in his throat bulge and shift more, and then groans as the apothecary drops to his knees and sucks Aven into his mouth in one smooth, easy motion.

#musings #original fiction #writers on tumblr

[katy-l-wood]

Don't get me wrong, I don't give two shits about the English Royal Family, but this PR crisis they're in right now is just wild. Every time you think they're done digging themselves deeper, they haul another bucket of shit up from the bottom of the well they're in.

#Musings