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#no words. goodnight
fairydrowning · 9 months
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– Via "twinnedpeaks" on Tumblr
[TEXT ID: / july didn't even say goodbye. the years don't kiss you goodnight anymore. they just leave behind this empty space, a phantom pain. and still i ache, i ache, i ache! / END ID]
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nordidia · 1 month
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having a very rough night so raph doodles needed to be made
when in need, mash two interests together
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yumethefrostypanda · 9 months
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Am i delusional? *yes* or do you also see that shoulder/back muscle poppin' (♥ω♥*)
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lotus-pear · 3 months
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do you ever think about the tragic fact that odasaku's dying words to dazai were to become a good man, to be on the side that saves people.....which leads to the creation of the beast universe as dazai, in his grief and denial, finds the book and alters reality with the mentality "then....that means saving you too, right?"
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spoonmoment69420 · 1 year
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‘intimately’ you say? 🤨
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roadkilledthegirl · 9 months
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theo: i am So good at disguising my Homosexuality because i am not even Homosexual so its so Easy for me to just be a Normal Straight guy who never thinks Gay thoughts and loves Women!
boris: we only fucked when we were kids cos we were bored and there was nothing else to do
theo: w hat.!
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gojuo · 1 year
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THANK YOU, JOJO.
JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Phantom Blood (2012) JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Battle Tendency (2012-2013) JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Stardust Crusaders (2014-2015) JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Diamond Is Unbreakable (2016) JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Golden Wind (2018-2019) JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Stone Ocean (2021-2022)
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darkwitchling · 3 months
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To everyone thinking Angel dust is getting victim blamed by the show: what the fuck are you on???
The two points I've seen are his bits in his song with Husk and his solo Poison but...no?
With Poison, we need to remember it's from HIS perspective! Angel Dust blames himself for his situation because of all the abuse he's endured, so yes, a song from his perspective will blame himself. It's not shitty writong, it's effectively communicating the mindset he's in! He hates himself! If it was from another character's perspective after they had been told about what happened to him it would be more fucked! But it's not!
Okay then, what about 'Loser Baby?' That's victim blaming right?
No! Wrong!
The reality is Angel fucked up by signing a contract with Valentino. It was a bad move, and Husk fucked up by doing the same with Alastor. Husk is basically saying 'this is fucked up and it sucks, and we can't do anything about it, but hey I relate to you and maybe if we feel shitty together it'll be easier to get through.'
Husk is offering to be there for him because he relates, to make it a bit easier. Husk can't swoop in and save him, but he can make it easier. 'Hey, this all sucks but at least we can be losers together!'
A specific instance I've seen people get upset about is the moment with a bunch of neon signs insulting the characters, but that's not victim blaming! That's labels they got slapped on by hell, because hell is a shitty place with shitty people! As we've seen not all of them suck, but a lot do! Of course Angel gets called some fucked up shit, same with Husk.
I don't know how to end this all with anything except to ask people to please use a bit of critical thinking. If you still don't like the show after this then that's fine, but you don't need to try and justify not liking it with this stuff. You are allowed to not like stuff.
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regscupid · 4 months
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1/7 prompt: headache (1113 words) - @jegulus-microfic
Every year at the start of football season, Regulus’ university team holds its annual Boy Toy Charity Auction. A makeshift stage and runway are set up in whatever large, open space the event planners can secure and the players are sent out, one by one, to sell themselves to the highest bidder for the night. It’s a win for everyone really– the money goes to a good cause, the bidders get to go on dates with their pick of ‘the hottest guys on campus’, and the football players get nice, long, strokes to their egos. Regulus couldn’t have cared less about the whole thing.
And yet, here he stands in a room packed tight with people who have spent the whole night ready to throw their money at every attractive man to walk down the runway, too-loud music and voices speaking over each other sending Regulus hurtling towards a headache. Most players have already been bid on, and Regulus can feel himself getting restless.
He only came because Sirius insisted. Absolutely not because James, Sirius’ best friend and the guy he’d been mildly pining over since he was twelve, would be a part of the auction. Even less so because there had been a recent shift in their relationship, barely concealed hope growing a bit with every interaction between them. He wasn’t desperate to see who would bet on James, and how James reacted to it. Not at all.
“Do you think they’ll bid out the sound guy?” Sirius cranes his neck to get a good look at the tall man on the side of the stage, clearly trying to do as much of his job as possible without being seen. Regulus recognizes him immediately as Remus Lupin, the TA in one of his classes.
Regulus scowls, “I don’t know? I don’t care.”
Sirius bites his lip, still distracted by Remus when Regulus’ words seem to register. He turns back to Regulus, squinting. “Just because you’re getting impatient waiting for your choice bid doesn’t mean you get to have an attitude. No one likes a grouch.”
“I’m not bidding on him,” he mumbles.
Sirius nods with a look of mock contemplation, “So you’re fine with someone else bidding on him then?”
Regulus ignores the way his face heats up and his chest tightens at the thought, rolling his eyes.
“I’ll live.”
The music fades as the man at the podium begins to announce the next player.
“Alright, this is our last boy for the night, so get excited and turn out those pockets! Remember, this is for a good cause!” The music swells as the crowd cheers.
James Potter has always thrived on attention. Regulus figured it had to be some mix of being an only child and being as attractive he is. It had to have gone to his head.
So, it’s unsurprising when he bounds onto the stage, smile blinding as people in the crowd whoop and wolf whistle. Regulus watches dumbfounded as he struts to the end of the runway, before reaching down and pulling his jersey over his head, revealing the “BOY TOY” painted across his chest.
“Here we have team captain and heartthrob, James Potter! Do we have a first bid?” The announcer has to all but yell into the microphone to be heard over the crowd.
“Eighty dollars!”
“Jesus,” Sirius laughs. Regulus is not laughing.
“Eighty dollars! Do I hear eighty-five?”
Panic grips Regulus as the bid gets higher and higher. Most bids that night hadn't even reached eighty dollars, yet alone started there. Before his senses can kick in, he’s calling out a bid of his own.
“One hundred and ten!” Just out of the corner of his eye, he sees Sirius turn toward him, mouth agape. His face burns, and he can’t look at James, but he has already committed to it.
“One hundred ten! Is there a one-fifteen?
“One hundred and fifty dollars!” a woman somewhere in the crowd calls. Regulus grits his teeth.
“One-eighty,”
“One-ninety!”
Regulus groans under his breath, too aware that he only had two hundred dollars in his wallet at the moment. He turns to Sirius, who's watching with wide eyes and an amused grin. “Do you have cash on you?”
“Yeah, fifty. Why?”
“Give it to me.”
“What? No.”
“Please for the love of god, Sirius, I’ll pay you back and introduce you to the sound guy, I know him. Just do this one thing for me.”
“One-ninety going once!”
“Fine.”
“Two-fifty!”
When no one attempts to outbid him, Regulus lets out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding in since the bidding started. He finally looks at James as he begins walking backward on the runway. His smile has turned into a smirk, and he winks at Regulus before turning around and jogging backstage. Regulus’ stomach curls into not entirely unpleasant knots.
“I can’t believe I just agreed to give you fifty bucks to get with my best friend.” Sirius mumbles, before a slightly delirious laugh bubbles out of him. “I knew you couldn’t handle someone else bidding on him.”
Regulus chooses not to respond, only shoving his arm instead.
Everyone begins clearing out, either disappointed that they didn’t win any dates, celebrating their winning bids, or simply buzzing from the dramatic end to it all.
“Better go see your ‘date’. Tell Prongs to have you home by midnight or I’ll hunt you both down.”
Regulus scowls, but there's no real bite to it, the nerves beginning to get to him. He says goodnight, then works his way to the table set up next to one of the doors for payment. Just as he’s finished telling the woman his name and handing over the money, he catches James standing a few feet behind him. His arms are crossed over his chest and Regulus has to try very hard not to look down at his biceps. Not that looking at his grin dead-on was much better.
“If you wanted to go on a date that bad you could’ve just asked, you didn’t have to drop two hundred and fifty dollars on me.”
Regulus is hyper-aware of the woman sitting there watching them. So, with the payment all taken care of, he steps away from the table, expecting James to follow him out of the building. He does.
“Don’t get a big head about it.”
James rests his hand on his chest and faux-gasps, “How can I not when the Regulus Black wants that badly to go on a date with me?”
“...Do you think they do refunds?”
“No, you’re stuck with me.” James’ smile softens, and Regulus can’t help the small smile that pulls at his own lips.
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boba-beom · 4 months
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before I sleep:
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wormtime123 · 5 months
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thinking about how kind cleo & etho have been about bringing in the sad wet cat of a man that showed up on their doorstep playing along with his jokes and bizarre comments. spinning around doing silly dances trying to help him out. cletho had a perfectly good thing going without him and were still so welcoming. if grian turns on them and has to get put down rabid animal style i’m eating my own arm
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charcubed · 6 months
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oh everyone and their DISCLAIMERS about how “lokius will never be canon because disney and marvel are awful, but”........ well I have nothing to lose so. fuck disclaimers! this is my idea of fun! what if it CAN and WILL be canon, huh? what if the story is gonna go where it seems to be headed. what if I say they’re going to kiss on international streaming television. who’s gonna stop me
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planetdream · 8 months
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mmmm thinking about pervy roommate hyunjin who watches your girlfriend, yeji, fuck you, through the slight crack in your door. it's not the first time he's done it either. standing not to close to the door [because he's clumsy] but close enough to see, hand down his pants squeezing at his cock while watching yeji eat you out. bites his lip whenever you moan, all of your sounds going straight to his cock, twitching in his hand as he tries to get off as quickly as possible. it isn't until yeji puts on her strap that hyunjin is coming in his pants, squeezing his eyes shut tightly. usually he'd shuffle back into his room by the first time he cums, but he just wants to watch some more—how yeji spreads you open, hips rocking with a steady rhythm into yours, hard and deep—and before hyunjin knows it, his hand is down his hands again, thumb rubbing over the tip before wrapping around his girth. a whimper gets caught in his throat the second he catches onto what yeji is saying to you, her hand gripping at your cheeks; strings of degradations spilling from her lips so naturally. and the way you moan in response to her words, agreeing to all the dirty things she says to you. it's not long before he's coming again, careful to bite down on his bottom lip to suppress his moans. stilling for a moment to regain clarity, before waddling off back to his room with cum stained pants and cum dripping down his thighs.
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meruz · 1 year
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sorry if this has been asked before, but i wanted to ask about your lineart! the weight and line economy are just so nice, i get stars in my eyes looking at your lineart and doodles. could i ask what your approach to lineart is and what tips you might offer?
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Wow I love these questions - Line is so interesting!!! It's a really big topic so I feel like any tips I give will be just barely scratching the surface. It's like deceptively simple...any given line drawing is essentially taking all the information we glean from seeing something irl ie light, shadow, dimension, texture, perspective, etc and boiling it down to the simplest possible visual information.
I think most commonly my line is informed by light source so like. thicker more continuous lines face away from the light and thinner more broken lines towards. and a lot of my spot blacks r simply cast shadows.
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here's a more extreme example
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BUT like everything to do with art there's no hard and fast rules. I use blacks when I think it'll be effective or interesting and I leave them out when I don't need em. umm couple things I find myself doing a lot... using spot blacks to make the separation between characters clearer. I like casting shadow in between characters so its easy to separate and read their silhouettes even when they're mashed together.
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u can go even further to purposely create a silhouette like
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to draw attention to a finger or tongue LOL. There's some comic book artists who are absolute masters at this type of stylization. Alex toth and his spiritual successor Chris samnee come to mind for me right away.
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(toth)
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(samnee)
I feel like I'm also often using line weight to separate planes receding in space
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im naturally a really heavy handed and scribbly drawer(...?) draftsman. and im nearsighted so when i see things i percieve and break it down into big shapes over thin contours. so stuff like spot blacks and shadows came easy to me, the tricky part was making the rest of the lines lighter when they needed to be so the blacks could actually have impact LOLL. a lot of effective visual communication is about balancing contrasts. like I had to really train myself to press less hard on the pen. I think this is actually really evident if u go back in my archive to older sketches LOL
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I actually feel like a lot of how I trained my hand to tackle line weights was thru stuff like hand lettering where you rly have to focus on being sensitive to that kind of thing.. contrasting strokes etc.
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also exercises like figure drawing will have you flexing those muscles constantly
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I'm starting to just regurgitate lessons from freshman year of art school so I'll stop here with the demos but yeah...I hope this was helpful!? I love line!!! I want to get even better at line work so I can feel confident posting work that's only line no color or value... I'll leave you with a bunch of artists who I think have particularly expressive and beautiful linework (not including toth and samnee who I already mentioned and who's work I love so much). You can probably learn much more from them than you can from me...!
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Charles dana gibson LOL
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Matias bergara
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tonci zonjic
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naoki urasawa
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Daniel warren johnson
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shiyoon kim
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michel breton
also yoji shinkawa, tomer hanuka, leo romero, I feel like I'm gonna post this and think of so many more. there's so many good artists...!
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sleepgarden · 11 days
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new headdress I'm working on for my shop. Lambkin, the pet name varré gives us in elden ring, is such a cute word. The pink yarn is very light against the cream, it's hard to capture but it "blushes" in light, almost disappearing under certain angles and light! Accented with antique lace, and it'll have a gorgeous matching ribbon and bows.
I haven't posted any personal work in a while so here's something I'm taking time on for myself ^-^
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gingerjolover · 2 months
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been in my naomi vibes as of late, would luv to see a smut of naomi for v-day 🎀 possibly involving a lingerie fashion show as you’ve discussed on your page before. luv ur writing 🫶
oh haiiii
so i had this as a whole fic and it.. got deleted
so i shall summarize
RPF smut under da cut, minors gtfo<3 (im so srs)
okay so a long time ago i mentioned that (canonically) naomi calls soft!gf "babydoll" bc of their obsession with buying soft!gf lingerie
and we shall divulge in this however it should be known that naomi did not start buying you lingerie right out the gate okay?
it all started when you and naomi started dating, you didn't uhaul honestly, i feel like naomi is really into their space and environment and it takes a lot of effort for nomi to either move or allow big changes in their space
it starts because naomi bought you a bunch of pajama sets for their apartment
and this just became a thing like naomi would see a cute set online or even on the road and just get it and mail it home for you or whatever
and eventually after a little bit you find out naomi's love for you in lingerie (im thinking it was a lace top and jeans situation that naomi just could not keep it in their pants) and thats when the babydoll thing starts
not the naomi starts off conservatively, but it's really the act of taking it off of you that excites them
but eventually they realize that you find some confidence when they worship you in it so they start to put more effort into what the color is, the type of material, the fit of the set, how easy is it to put on and take off, can the top be worn with jeans in public, and so on and so forth
and this isn't a weekly or even monthly thing, it really is only for special occasions or when naomi wants to spice things up
it's pretty much expected on either of your birthdays, valentines day, and your anniversary to find a big black box with a ribbon tied around it on your bed waiting for you
and maybe because muna has been so busy, naomi hasn't bought any in a while so there's like three or four boxes the night before valentines day
and naomi has the cockiest shit-eating grin on their face, probably in a pair of loose cargos or joggers, a grey crewneck on as they lounge on the bed, hands behind their head
"go on babydoll, show me what ya got," comes out of their mouth, and if you didn't love them sm you'd roll your eyes
and naomi carefully curated the lingerie for valentines this year, like there's a style you really like, a color that compliments your skin, one that is unique and you haven't tried before, and maybe a risky one that naomi didn't know if you'd be interested in
"need help?" naomi would call, moving to sit on the edge of the bed, manspreading with their hands clasped
"no, give me a sec," you'd reply, slipping on the first one
and one by one you'd come out of the bathroom, naomi letting out a low whistle or pretending to faint or fanning themselves, trying to hype you up
they always hold a hand above you, spinning you gently before kissing your hand, rough hands running up and down your sides
naomi is rubbing your hips, groaning softly, "look at you baby doll, goddamn," before pulling you between their legs kissing you softly
naomi ushers you back to the bathroom with a sweet tap on your ass, pushing you softly
but the last one, it's probably a babydoll style but has a bunch of cut outs or is like completely see through
and it's less about the lingerie like i said before, there is something so intimate about this experience for the two of you, both getting some type of boost from it
but this one is like... intensely horny, like you gasp pulling it out of the box bc its almost unholy
and it's probably in a soft pink or dark red or white, one that would compliment your skin tone well (but there's not a ton of fabric to begin with like its mostly frills and sheer)
and you walk out of the bathroom, a tiny bit insecure because it's just SO different than the usual ones
and naomi's reaction is new, its a full jaw drop, absolute shock to the system as naomi literally stutters
there's no witty comment, no annoying whistle or anything, they just stare at you jaw slack
"oh- no, no, don't cover up, get your cute ass over here... holy shit," naomi says, still shocked but noticing your nervousness. and you walk over gently, and even for the room thats literally vibrating in sexual tension and insanely horny energy, naomi just brushes some hair out of your face and cups your cheek, "you look so pretty babydoll," and it's so tender and affectionate you could sob
and honestly, kinda a blur but it takes naomi approximately .5 seconds to rip it off of you before they are buried between your legs
like never ate a meal before/drinking from the fountain of youth shit naomi is literally devouring you
and by the second orgasm (from their tongue alone) naomi's sweating bro, ripping off their crewneck and then laying on the bed, pulling down their pants just enough bc of fucking course they were packing all day in preparation
and look if naomi is using a strap, you're bouncing okay? they call you bunny for a reason
but it's almost frenzied, like you both know what you need to do
small glances and shy smiles are exchanged, both speaking with your eyes to make sure that everything is still good between you both and everything is consensual and chill and feeling good
one of naomi's hands grips your hip as they help guide you down onto the strap, the other rubbing your ass softly
"good job bunny, that's my girl," they whisper, a proud cocky smirk on their face as yours contorts
and naomi is so calm the whole time, letting you move around how you need to so you can get off
right as your about to cum again, naomi has a hand in your hair, bringing your face to theirs
"good job bunny, what do you have to say? hm?" naomi asks, breathy and whispery as your legs shake
"thank you for- the clothes," you mumble, your nose rubbing against theirs sweetly, but your panting as their fingers tug a little harder at the root of your hair
"good job bunny, let go," naomi whispers, letting you release, your face in their neck as they rub your back gently
also naomi is the king of aftercare i said it once i'll say it again
and yes they tore that last set to pieces! what did you expect! you're hot!
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