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a-sketchy · 3 months

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in commemoration of reload, here’s the full hamuko paintover from november

#my art #hamuko arisato #p3r #p3 #kotone shiomi #minako arisato #persona 3 reload #at a certain point i just realized i don’t really have the skills or motivation to finish it #i am not built for this kinda rendering at this stage in my artistic career #it’s just more time and effort and agony than i’m willing to spend rn yknow #but i’m proud of what i’ve done

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fcthots · 3 months

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Jason Todd can always be found tracing your skin. His touch is almost always feather light. He moves his hands across your body with awe and devotion. He catalogues every bit of skin on you. He knows it all. He loves it all. He worships it all. His touch is reverent as if he can't believe you're his, his to touch and to love and to adore. All his. He loves to watch how you react when he wakes you up in the morning by gliding his fingertips across your bare back. He notes with love the way you get goosebumps and shiver, the way you press your back into his hand, he way you press into him like a cat when his hand stops moving. He loves knowing he's wanted. He loves knowing that he gets to slide his fingers across your bare skin whenever he wants. He gets to move his fingers up and down your arm when you're outside in the cold. He gets to move the clasp of your necklace back to the back of your neck, and he gets to take that as an excuse to get to slide his fingers across your collarbone and shoulders. He gets to pull your hair off your neck when you're overheating outside and run his fingers through the delicate strands. He can't believe that he gets to map out your body like the stars in the sky. He will never have enough.

#i want to do the asks in my inbox so bad bc theyre so fucking good but i have no motivation rn fml #jason todd #jason todd x reader #saph’s thots #red hood #red hood x reader #jason todd imagine #jason todd x you #red hood imagine #red hood x you

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galedekarios · 7 months

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seeing a post that basically confirmed the obvious disparity in content made me think more about a scene i would have liked to see with gale and that i've been thinking about for a while now.

i always felt a bit sad that his condition is so often treated as a joke by the fandom and to a lesser extent by the game itself. i always thought that this is partially down to the fact that we don't truly get so see gale actively be in pain due to his condition, other than brief glimpses and hints:

we do hear the urgency in his voice when he explains when and why he needs an artefact and the relief in his voice when the protag chooses to help him.

we see it, too, when he is afflicted by the arcane hunger condition:

we get glimpses of it when he consumes an artefact:

he mentions it, too, in his dialogues, but it's very much downplayed by gale or phrased in such a way that is meant to overplay it with humour, or perhaps even to distance himself from it by using metaphors:

that is until we actually get to see it through his eyes, if only for the briefest of moments:

*Its teeth, its claws, it's unstoppable as it digs through and becomes part of you. And gods, it is ever-hungry...*

gale also has an idle animation where he--quite often--reaches up to touch the orb, perhaps because it flares with pain, like an old wound is wont to do:

(gif by @bladeofavernus)

from the last conversation we have with gale, and after catching all of these little moments of things he says or does with how the orb affects him, we learn that consuming the magic from artefacts no longer has any effect at all. the only solution that tara and he were able to find no longer works:

it would scare him and imbalance him, and it would finally destabilise the orb, make it more volatile.

but what happens in the game after that? the orb becoming volatile enough for the artefacts to no longer have an effect has no consequences at all: you are able to do the tiefling party, all quests in the underdark, the entirety of the grymforge, and, should you choose to do so, the entirety of the mountain pass and rosymorn monastery without an incident at all or any mention of the condition itself/any discomfort or fear it might cause.

there's no urgency here, no follow-up, to what the narrative set up... and then we meet deus ex elminster and the orb is stabilised, and the urgency that came before literally is handwaved out of existence.

what i would have liked instead to happen--or at least to bridge the gap between the artefacts no longer working and elminster stabilising it to be used on mystra's behalf--is the following:

i think it would have been nice to have a scene with gale where we do get to see--on a much smaller scale--him losing control over the orb, have the protag and the companions see what he is trying desperately to keep contained within himself, what gnaws at him, what continues to haunt him.

it could happen perhaps after a particular gruelling and intense fight--and there are enough of that in the underdark and at the mountain pass. it could have been a ! conversation, providing both friendship and romance content.

have the orb act up after expending so much energy to manipulate the weave to the fullest of his abilities, have gale manage to reign it in, but barely, show that it takes a lot of power and effort for him to do so.

that it hurts, with none of gale's metaphors to hide behind or jokes to play it off.

have the audience truly see the gravity of what he is going through.

#gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #bg3 spoilers #i think it also would have made the scene with elminster and mystra's demands even more impactful than it already was #also i am a sucker for parallels but gale falling to his knees again and tav pulling him up again as on on-going motive makes me Feral #anyhow excuse the long meandering here #many thoughts #but my brain is literally soup rn #ch: gale dekarios #vg: baldur's gate 3 #series: baldur's gate #meta: mybg3 #long post for ts

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bellaxisworld · 7 days

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april 19 @jegulus-microfic prompt: class. word count: 461

Regulus is walking to his next lesson when an invisible hand latches onto his wrist and drags him into a broom closet. He’s sputtering, cheeks flushed and eyes flashing in anger before he realizes only one foolish man in this castle would dare to lay a hand on him. His heart flutters in his chest.

It’s dark in the closet, and he’s caught off guard when warm hands frame his face and pull him into a gentle kiss. Regulus melts into him, chest pressed to chest, beating hearts thundering in tandem as he floats away, tugged gently into the clouds he frequents when he’s held so lovingly, when he's kissed with something akin to worship. It’s Regulus’ favorite thing to do—to kiss this boy, to feel him move and sigh under the palms of his hands, to touch and touch and remind himself this moment is real. He loves kissing James Potter more than breathing.

Unfortunately for him, he has a difficult time articulating his devotion and adoration of James. But he thinks James knows, anyway. Regulus thinks he looks at James with so much love in his eyes, it would be impossible not to.

“Jamie,” he whispers between kisses, and he feels the smile against his skin. He allows James to pull him closer, and he thanks the universe for the mere strength it takes not to crumble as James practically devours him in kisses. He’s a mess, limbs loose and heart hammering as he lets James take, and take, and take. Regulus simply can’t be faulted if he wants James’ mark on him forever. He’d let James take gory little bites out of him, consume him whole, just to taste him on his lips; he wants James' bitemarks scarring his skin. Regulus doesn’t want to exist if he can't exist as a monument of James, as an altar of their love.

They break apart for air and he leans his head against James’ shoulder, pressing little kisses against his skin. He breathes in, and he hopes every inch of his lungs are coated in the essence of James.

Regulus reluctantly pulls away, straightens his robes, rights James’ tie, and picks up his fallen bag. He fixes a stern look at James, refusing to melt at the sight of his bright smile. “I can’t believe you’re pulling me into closets for a mere cheeky snog. Have some class, Potter.”

James shakes his head fondly, because they both know Regulus appreciates it every time he drags him away, pulls him into comforting arms to escape into a bubble that’s only for them.

Regulus softens, crowding James again to pepper his face in quick kisses. He takes great pride in the blush on James’ cheeks as he reaches for the door.

more microfics posted on ao3: here.

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glassedplanets · 23 days

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still riding the wano afterparty high

#my art #one piece fanart #zosan #sanji #roronoa zoro #wano fits my beloved..............#we are far too close to the Finding Out stage in egghead for me to be all 'heehee egghead fits' rn #soon tho. i am always thinking about him (egghead zoro)#anyways. NOW i'm going to work on simple backgrounds (<- potential lie)#motivated by wanting to fuck around more with this new brush #one piece tag

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duckzz · 5 months

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little sunshines ☀️

#the band ghost #fawn's art #nameless ghoulettes #nameless ghouls #sunshine ghoulette #ghost fanart #HI HELLO I'M ALIVE #uuuh rip that thing i wanted to do in october lmao 🥲✋️ i got a huuuge loss of motivation #slowly trying to get back into it rn <3 #but anyway!! i changed her design a bit to fit better with my hcs #i plan on sharing them cuz i have. SO many thought about sunshine summoning.#i don't know when!!! but i will!!!#*thoughts #>:(#OKAY HOPE Y'ALL ARE HAVING A NICE DAY/NIGHT <3

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acidsaladd · 1 month

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i feel like i havemt posted anything in forever so heres a couple doodles from my notes :']

[id: it is three images of notebook pages with doodles of mikey and donnie from rottmnt. the first image is a colored doodle of mikey. He is screaming with his eyes clenched shut, one hand is clenched in a fist while the other aggressively points towards the left. his leg is raised and his knee oad has a frowny face drawn on it. his other leg is covered by a spikey speech bubble that reads "LOCK IN U FOOL >:(".

the second image is a colored doodle of donnie. he is standing with his back straight snd his arm folded behind him. he is raising his chin and talking with his eyes closed as if giving a debrief. theres a speech bubble coming from him that reads "TO-DO" in bold letters.

the last image is another doodle of donnie, uncolored. he is drawn in a pose similar to a meme of gru from despicable me. he is slightly hunched over, shoulders raised and his hands gesturing in front of him, close to his chest. he is smiling mischievously. theres text next to him that reads "the plan is simple"./ end id]

#i drew these next of my check list of hw as motivation #and its all i can offer rn chat 😭#today im going to finish a big chunk of hw so i might get to draw yay #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt fanart #cositos #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt mikey

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temeyes · 3 months

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maaaan, im not in the mood to work rn- like at all!!!

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qtboni · 10 months

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╰﹒ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 !

PAIRING: Ooc!Simon 'Ghost' Riley X Reader

OVERVIEW: He lashes out on you + very dismissive over your efforts for him :((

C/W: Angst, no comfort (see p2 for comfort!), mentions of toxic behavior (bcz words), offensive languages, depictions of mental health struggles (anxiety, but js tiny amount). [ fanart credits : ave661 on tumblr ]

W/C: 1.1k bubs

Simon had been going through a lot lately, and you could tell it was taking a toll on him. He had been working overtime at work, and you could see the exhaustion in his eyes every time he came home.

You want to do something special for him, something to lift his spirits up.

The air was charged with anticipation as Simon stepped through the door, making you want to burst out of happiness.

You had been eagerly awaiting his arrival, eager to show him what you'd been working on all day. You had been so excited to do something special for him, and you had gone the extra mile to make this night perfect!

The air, still thick with tension, Simon walked through the hallway. He'd had a long, hard day at work, and the last thing he wanted was to deal with anything else.

Price had been nagging him more than usual on the mission. Simon was tired and just wanted to rest, but Price's constant barrage of questions and commands was starting to get on his nerves.

He tried his best to keep his cool, but he couldn't help feeling a little bit frustrated. Despite his best efforts, he managed to keep his emotions in check and focus on the task at hand.

After the mission was over, Simon was relieved to finally have a moment to himself. He just wanted to rest and have a good night, but there you were, being a nuisance to him.

You could see the weariness in his eyes, as if he were carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. He shrugged off your attempts to engage him, not wanting to deal with the small talk.

As Simon dropped his collection of his military wears in the near cabinet, you approached him, your heart still pounding with excitement.

"Simon," you said, your voice trembling and a cheeky smile forming on your lips. "I've been working on a special surprise for you all day. I made your favorite snacks, decorated the living room, and even picked out a movie I know you'll love! I just wanted to make tonight special."

Simon looked up at you, his expression unreadable. "What?" he asked, his tone sharp and exhaustion palpable in his voice.

Despite his attitude, you pushed forward, eager to show him the cozy living room setup you'd created.

"Ta da!" you exclaimed, gesturing to the cozy space. "I wanted to make our movie night extra special tonight, so I went all out."

You'd decorated it with fairy lights, set out the popcorn and drinks, and made sure the couch was nice and toasty with a mountain of blankets.

"I just wanted to do something special for you," you added, your voice light and upbeat.

Simon's expression fell. He looked at the setup as if it were an annoyance, and you felt your feelings going down the drain.

You tried to hide your disappointment though and put on a cheerful smile, but it was hard to hide the hurt in your eyes. "What's wrong?" you asked hesitantly.

Simon shook his head, and for the first time, you saw the signs of his stress and turmoil. His lips were thin, his brow furrowed, and you could tell that he was struggling just to keep it all together.

"I can't take on one more thing right now," he said, his voice rising with frustration. "I'm exhausted. I can't deal with this right now."

You felt a lump form in your throat as you realized the full extent of your mistake.

"I..."

Your heart sank.

You couldn't believe you hadn't realized how tired he looked, how haggard and stressed. You had been so caught up in your excitement that you had missed the signs, the signals that he couldn't take on any more.

You had been so eager to do something nice for him, and in doing so, you had only added to his burden.

A tense silence fell over the room, and you could feel the tension rising between you. You wanted to comfort him, to make things right, but you didn't know how.

"I'm sorry," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "I just wanted to do something nice for you."

As you stood there in silence, your heart racing and tears swimming in your eyes, he finally spoke.

"Well, don't," he snapped, his irritation evident in his tone. "I can take care of myself. And I didn't ask for any of these."

You watch as he points to the decorated living room. Your efforts. Your hopes of having a good night of movies with him.

You felt the tears spill over and course down your cheeks.

"I didn't mean to make things worse for you," you said, your voice trembling. "I just wanted to do something nice for you, to lift your spirits. I didn't realize..."

Simon sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"I appreciate the effort, really I do. It's just..." He trailed off, searching for the right words. "Can you just stop being a bother? I can't take on anything else right now. I'm already stretched so thin, and I can't..."

You felt your chest tighten at his words.

You had always known that Simon was a hard worker, but you had never truly appreciated the toll it took on him. You had always been there to support him, to lift him up when he was feeling low, and you had always assumed that he would do the same for you.

At that moment, you realized that you had been asking too much of him. You could see the exhaustion in his eyes and the slump of his shoulders.

The realization hit you like a punch to the gut.

Your voice barely above a whisper, you managed to say, "I... I understand. I shouldn't have pushed you like that."

You could feel the hurt in your chest, like a physical pain that made it hard to breathe.

“Stop being a bother.”

The tears were already falling down your face, and your heart ached with the weight of your mistakes. It was just a reminder of how much you loved him and how desperately you wanted to be with him.

Simon didn't utter another word, just nodded his head, but his silence spoke volumes. An oppressive and heavy sense of unease permeated the air, leaving no doubt that there was nothing else to be said.

You stood there, feeling numb and defeated as you watched him leave to the bedroom.

You had learned a difficult lesson that night, and one that you would never forget. The road to happiness was not always smooth, and sometimes, even the people we love the most can hurt us without meaning to.

Tears filled your eyes over and over again as you realized how much your effort was taken for granted.

In that moment, you didn't understand why he was being so cruel to you, especially when you had put so much thought into making him happy.

All you wanted was to see Simon smile.

A/N: okay.. well.. he was an ass.. HELP simon pookie why would u do this to us? :(( we even made you popcorns and and even bought you your favorite drinks :(( we had to even ask ur best bud soap what kind of movies you like :(( we did so much for you :(( but it's okay ig. . . as long as you can have your rest. . . and well. . . goodnight :((

lmk if you guys need a part 2 cuz i be crying in my sleep

EDIT! part 2 is posted !!

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bennitastisch · 2 years

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what does one do when bored ahhhhh

#also have headache again :(#wanted to play viddie games or watch smth but it makes head hurt only worse #chilling on my phone prolly isnt too beneficial as well but i gotta do smth i guess #also only wanna play minecraft rn and cant think of anything to do rn except for building smth im a lil too nervous to build yet :/#theres so many games i have saved and havent wven played yet or ones i just started playing but never went further but idk theres #no motivation rn #i would just go to sleep but i when i sleep for too long my brain has the enrgy for making super depressed thoughts the next day #so i have to sleep a lil less bc of that #ben vents

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crow-cap · 1 year

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GIVING HIM ANOTHER OUTFIT 2/?

1st / next

#lmk #monkie kid #lego monkie kid #macaque #lmk macaque #six eared macaque #crowcraft #fuckit I’m making a series #There May Be More #<- depends on motivation #SAND IF YOURE SEEING THIS IM WORKING RN #RIGHT BACK TO IT #o7

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mblue-art · 2 months

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once again i was fueled with coffee (did not sleep the whole night) but this time i doodled college au to cope bc ofc i did (also did not feel like sleeping wooo)