#technically!

[lesbaurinkos]

i have a lot of stuff due at 7:30 am and it’s currently 11 so of course i drew the whole family instead

#i wanted a new twitter icon. so i drew matching family icons. for the world <3 #what can i say… love wins. and i love these guys very dearly #now i can’t pick between tabs and dalien for my tweeter icon however i fear. Sad! much to ponder #anyhow. now i have to go draw like my life depends on it. which it does! amen #dnp #phanart #Technically! #ah whatever im not tagging everything. im setting these guys free for the world

[foxxology]

AS INSTRUCTED BY SAUSAGE!!

I asked sausage on a live stream what he wanted art of him and scott to be and then actually hung out in my twitch chat while i worked on it! Clips below!

Part 1

https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxBQ_fY267hnX0awZ6i73wfWd5aBBq02rI

Part 2

https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxRnYTT_jW73vsFfsq8oLZ2GViAMkcizx2

#empires shipping #technically! #scosage #mythicalsausage #smajor #scott smajor #empires smp #empiresblr #empireshipping #empiresshipping #afterlife smp #vampire scott smajor #wither mythicalsausage

[scratchlock]

what if he wore a suit like an actual real suit

 ft. lieutenant kitsuragi’s humble opinion

#i dont actually know how to draw harry ill be honest #this is really messy but i had the idea and i wanted it in the wolrd #sorry im drawing sm disco elysium ive been sick and staying home so ive just been playing it and i cant really do a whole lot else with it #harry du bois #kim kitsuragi #harrykim #technically! #disco elysium #myart

[aro-throughyourchest]

oh yeah here’s the full sarah simons call by the way

#tom simons #tommyinnit #averageharry #tw genitalia mention #sex education #technically! #ask to tag

[kaslanist]

walks into the room wearing a shirt that says ASKS ME ABOUT LILIA PEARL PARALLELS

#twst #twisted wonderland #lilia vanrouge #meleanor draconia #own art #twst fanart #steven universe #technically!

[y-rhywbeth2]

Fun things Orin and pre-amnesia Durge can do, as a member of the clergy:

Fine people 5gp for "disorderly conduct" in the temple of Bhaal.

Place an edict on people who blaspheme against the Lord of Murder or the temple (which will be upgraded to a harsher punishment if they do it again).

Have people imprisoned for up to a tenday and charge them a 500gp fine for the pleasure as punishment if they punch you in the face or anything (can Durge sue Orin for stabbing them in the skull?)

While skipping straight to unofficial execution would be appropriate, it's kind of funny to imagine the resident archbishop of murder filing an official complaint and taking people to court for being rude in their bloodstained subterranean church.

Also: theft of offerings and temple goods is punished by a tenday of imprisonment and damages up to double the cost of their value. "...that's a person." "A person who is an offering to our god!"

...wait is there grounds to contest the High House of Wonders for ownership of the stuff in the Bhaalist exhibit? ("You could-" "Murder." "Yes, but you could take them to court." "No. Murder.")

I think the Temple of Bhaal will probably lose most of these cases tbh

#sillyness #/durge #/orin #villainous nonsense #lore stuff #technically!

[solecist]

korean has a Lot of onomatopoeias, and they're used all the time, even sometimes in polite/formal speech (it's a bit like japanese in that way) so 악어 goes "따그닥 따그닥" (tta-gu-dak tta-gu-dak) which is the sound that a horse makes when galloping and somehow the translation went "나도 답답하다" (i'm frustrated too) which is funny because "답답" (dahp-dahp) is technically another onomatopoeia (it's the sound for frustration)

regardless the translator will be bad at onomatopoeias in general (in his first qsmp stream 악어 said the korean onomatopoeia for "click" as in the clicking sound of a mouse "딸깍 딸깍" [ttalkkak ttalkkak] and chat told him that the sound wasn't universal and he was surprised) so ig look out for them! korean onomatopoeias tend to be two-three syllable sounds that are repeated (see above examples)

#qsmp 악어 #qsmp acau #qsmp translations #qsmp korean translation #vodblogging #technically!

[sun-and-moon-mushroom]

Day 11: Time Loop

AO3 link

(Based on the AU in this post)

(cw for canon typical torture, suicide, implied SA)

During Luo Binghe’s first life, he was one of Shen Qingqiu’s favourite students. It wasn’t something he achieved right away, but rather something he worked for, until his shizun could look at him with pride. Among his martial siblings he was one of the strongest, and was overjoyed when he was given the chance to defend the sect from a demonic invasion. When Shen Qingqiu was accused of murdering the Bai Zhan Peak Lord, Luo Binghe was his most ardent defender, making sure that the Bai Zhan disciples that attacked their peak would never disturb his work or rest. Shen Qingqiu might seem cold and cruel to others, and Luo Binghe wouldn’t deny that he was — it was just that those were the traits he admired in his master, the ones he dreamed of emulating some day.

When the seal on his demonic heritage broke, he was terrified for the first time since he was a child. It was something he’d been having nightmares about for years — that his nature as a demon would be discovered, and that Shen Qingqiu would think he was a traitor and cast him out. What happened instead, after a tense interrogation, was his shizun ordering him to jump into a rift that led to the Endless Abyss, warning him that if any of the other cultivators in the area saw him — a heavenly demon in the middle of a demonic invasion of the largest cultivation event in years — he would be dead within moments. Luo Binghe left, but not without promising Shen Qingqiu that he would be back as soon as he could.

He could never figure out why a flash of sorrow flew across Shen Qingqiu’s face at his words, not until he returned to the human realm once more, six years later, to the news of his imprisonment by Huan Hua Palace for his crimes — something the sect leader, who had always been apologising to Shen Qingqiu for some unknown failing when Luo Binghe was a disciple, had stood by and let happen. Luo Binghe had stormed Huan Hua with an army of demons, intent on keeping his promise, but in the end, he was too late. Shen Qingqiu had died of his injuries just a few days before.

Even as he went on to become Emperor of both the human and demon realms, amassing a harem of a hundred women and becoming more and more powerful with each year, that old promise still lingered in his mind. He made it a point to return any kindness shown to him at least ten-fold — if Shen Qingqiu was still alive, he would be safe and living in luxury, perhaps as one of his advisors, while the sect that betrayed him burned. He wasn’t though, and so the thought remained, until Luo Binghe came across rumours of a rare technique.

It was an ability said to send the user back in time, into the body of their former self, in order to fix their past mistakes. Luo Binghe made it his mission to track the technique down, spending years on the project, until he finally found it. There was an aspect to it that none of the rumours had told him about though — if he returned to a time after he had begun to cultivate, the shock of the transition would send his body into a qi deviation, one that would probably be fatal. That was fine by Luo Binghe though — he knew the perfect time to go back to. The next time he opened his eyes he was back in the body of a child, right before being accepted into Qing Jing Peak.

Things were different the second time. He wasn’t sure what he could have changed — maybe it was just something he said, or maybe Shen Qingqiu was able to see the spark of his older self in his eyes. Either way, when the other disciples started bullying him, when they pushed him out of the dormitory and into the woodshed, he let it happen — it must just be Shen Qingqiu testing him, right? What once was an affectionate nickname becomes a cruel insult. He doesn’t even notice how wrong his cultivation manual is until much later, just using the knowledge from his first life to progress.

As much as he hopes for it, his relationship with Shen Qingqiu in his second life never gets better. He doesn’t know what went wrong for his shizun to hate him so much, doesn’t know what went differently in this life compared to the other. At his worst moments he starts to wonder if the Shen Qingqiu of his first life ever actually cared for him, or if he had simply seen his potential earlier and wanted to claim it for himself.

Years later, the Endless Abyss is open once more, and the sign of his demonic heritage is clear on his forehead. Shen Qingqiu looks at him with rage as he pushes him over the edge while he’s still unsteady from the unsealing, and he wonders if this was how it was always going to be. He makes it through the Abyss faster this time, returning to the human realm after only five years. Xin Mo seems louder in his mind, but it’s nothing he can’t handle.

This time, it’s Luo Binghe who orchestrates the trial, using every piece of knowledge he has to bring Shen Qingqiu under his power. As before, his martial siblings are quick to abandon him, like the cowards that they are. When he first visits his former master in his cell, Shen Qingqiu calls him a beast as he spits at his feet, and in a sudden moment of rage, Luo Binghe tears off his arm. His mind becomes clouded with fury as he thinks back to everything he endured, all out of a hope that Shen Qingqiu would care for him again, only for each and every effort to fail. If Shen Qingqiu won’t love him, he concludes, then he can face the consequences of his actions, here in this cell.

Years later, when Luo Binghe sits on the throne of the combined realms, with six hundred wives, Shen Qingqiu finally dies, and Luo Binghe goes back in time once more.

In his third life, he leaves for the demon realm instead of Cang Qiong, and takes his place at it’s rightful heir by the time he’s fifteen. He comes with Sha Hualing when she leaves to attack the sect, and in the chaos of the fight, he manages to capture Shen Qingqiu. He’s still injured — from the caves, from Liu Qingge’s death he assumes — so he can’t fight back as well as he could. Luo Binghe brings him to the palace he’s been rebuilding, the one that once belonged to his father, and locks him inside a set of luxurious rooms. Maybe, if he sees what accepting Luo Binghe will get him, he’ll be more open to it?

Instead, Shen Qingqiu slits his throat in his room before Luo Binghe can even feed him his blood. He spends the next few years recklessly cultivating, until he is once again strong enough to use the technique that will send him back in time.

In his fourth life, he resolves to make sure Shen Qingqiu will not die, not without his consent. He becomes a disciple again, and slips his blood into his food after breaking his seal in secret. He uses the chaos of the Immortal Alliance Conference to capture him this time, keeping him in an enforced sleep until he finds somewhere safe to keep him. This Shen Qingqiu thinks he’s a spy, thinks he betrayed the sect and kidnapped him to weaken it. He laughs at the idea of a ransom — they both know that the other Peak Lords would never agree to it.

Luo Binghe almost dies in that life, impaled by the blade of Xuan Su, but he manages to survive it, turning his own blade on it’s wielder. In the moment of panic before he breaks free, he pulls on his blood parasites and they tear Shen Qingqiu apart — if he can’t have him, nobody can.

The lives go by, again and again. He’s familiar with the sight of Shen Qingqiu flinching now, with his rare tears of pain, but the way his smile looked is starting to fade from his memory. In one, he tries wiping away his memories, in another he tries wearing a different face, but each time it ends in failure. In one life, he even takes Shen Qingqiu as a concubine — the pills he’s fed provide an illusion of love, but Luo Binghe knows it’s not the real thing. Nothing he tries seems to ever work.

This is what Luo Binghe doesn’t know — Shen Jiu remembers each life as well. Not consciously, not the details, but the impression of the emotions he felt remains. From that first life, where he died alone and cursing his own hope that a half-demon disciple would ever keep his word, he’s been turned against Luo Binghe from the start, with each successive timeline only making things worse and worse, as the hate and fear he feels for him grows.

In a life long after the first, Luo Binghe opens his eyes, once more about to become a disciple of Cang Qiong. Instead, he feels a hand press against his forehead, breaking the seal on his demonic heritage too early. The next thing he feels is a sword through his chest. He looks up at Shen Qingqiu, who is standing there with his sword outstretched — and sees that same look of sorrow he remembers from so long ago.

#svsss #svsss au #shen qingqiu #shen jiu #luo bingge #time loop au #bingjiu #technically! #my writing #febuwhump 2024 #febuwhump

[interlagosed]

Logan wasn’t sure how he had even ended up there. He must have taken a wrong turn, or three, and instead of finding his PR team had ended up–

Well, he definitely wasn’t supposed to end up where he was. And yet, just around the corner, he could hear two voices speaking in hushed, intimate tones.

“…and you sent Blanca my love, right?”

“Of course.”

He should have left. Immediately. The second he heard Carlos and Lando and no one else, he should have fucked off. But some awful, possibly romantic part of him wanted to know. He thought he knew, but he didn’t know. And there was some code of honor that kept the other drivers from confirming the situation, even though Logan was pretty fucking certain that Alex of all people knew. And while he respected the importance of privacy, he didn’t respect it more than his own curiosity.

So, he stood there, back pressed against a wall, pretending he wasn’t doing something horribly shady. And he eavesdropped on Carlos and Lando, who were a little way down the other corridor.

“I couldn’t get back to Flo, but I think mum’s gonna call you later.”

“Oh, mamá wants to FaceTime right now!”

“Right now?” Lando laughed, and it was a different laugh than Logan had ever heard from him. It was full of lightness and genuine joy. “We don’t have much time!”

“I know. She will understand.”

They could mean time until they had to get back to their various interviews.

“Yeah, but I feel bad.”

“Don’t,” Carlos said, and Logan heard a shuffle. “She knows we need our time, mi vida. She knows I need you.”

Oh. Damn.

“Gross.”

“Ay, that’s not what I meant!”

“It isn’t?”

Silence. Logan steeled himself and indulged a peek, just the barest peek, around the corner.

Oh. Damn.

Well, there was nothing ambiguous in the way they were kissing, Carlos’ body pressing Lando against the wall, his arms wrapped tight around Lando, Lando’s arms even tighter around Carlos. The kiss was deep but chaste, lingering instead of passionate. It was– cute. It was a cute kiss.

When they pulled back, Carlos had his forehead against Lando’s still. They smiled, eyes closed, basking.

Damn it. They were cute.

“Okay, it is a little what I meant,” Carlos said finally, sheepishness in his voice. Lando snorted, but his body language, the blush across his face, the way his fingers played with the curls at the nape of Carlos’ neck, belied the derision.

“I’m your husband,” Lando clipped, and Logan nearly choked. “I think I know what you meant.”

Oh. Damn.

Logan only needed to see the way Carlos’ fingers clenched in Lando’s fireproofs to know that he should definitely stop looking.

“Yes. You are. Mi esposo. Mi amado. Mi Lando,” Carlos whispered, his voice suddenly different. Lando let out a breathy exhale, and whispered something back that Logan couldn’t quite catch. Carlos groaned and–

Yep, that was Logan’s cue to retreat. As quickly and quietly as he could, Logan fled the way he should have before he started snooping. But at least now he knew for sure.

“Hey, you lost?”

Logan froze. A little further away from where Carlos and Lando were, there was an alcove Logan hadn’t seen. And in that alcove was Carlos’ trainer, who was looking at Logan with a face he could only describe as pleasant but with an edge.

Shit.

“Yeah, I am, actually,” Logan said, not lying. “I took a few wrong turns.”

“Happens,” Carlos’ trainer—whose name escaped Logan—chirped. “Bit down that way, on your left. Stick to the left. Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Logan said quickly, and then even more quickly, “thanks.”

Before he could continue on his way, the trainer said, almost too casually, “Did you see anything?”

Logan paused.

“No,” he said. “Not a thing.”

The trainer nodded, his smile wide enough to quirk his ears. “Glad to hear it. Take care!”

So Logan finally fled, unimpeded, his heart racing. Maybe his curiosity wasn’t worth the feeling of being threatened by an incredibly pleasant man, but at least he knew now.

And at least he knew Carlos and Lando were well-protected.

#carlando headcanons #hibi writes #technically! #I just love the genre of drivers finding out about carlando 💕 #not proofread!

[willfullwanderer]

some monter hunter d&d session doodles

#there are more but i dont want to spam #art #artwork #oc #artist #dragon #technically! #mh #monhun #monster hunter #astalos #nargacuga #rathalos #rathian #pls be kind i drew the rath and couga by memory #oc: soren #oc: sable #oc: river #rivers rlly cool shes both a rathian and rathalos #and sables also rlly cool bc theyve got lucent markings/colors in them #sorens just a tad bluer than most astalos hes nothing special #save for his autism eyes #sketch #doodle

[marclef]

about to finally start work on the first part of the comic! but i made some nice-looking character sheets for them. (finally happy with how a couple of these guys look heh)

(if you have no idea who the heck eyhm is i've got a post on here here.)

#nearly there though! i've been figuring out a couple things but in the next day or two i should be started on the first part. #my art #pizza tower #pizza tower oc #still gonna be around 20 or so parts from the look of it. might've shortened it down a couple though #some of the parts might just be a bit longer than others. kinda hard figuring out how to separate a few places into neat little bits. #finally think i've got a good brick design down though. he needs to be Chonky. he's a big boy. #hopefully this should be fun though! it sounds kinda exciting to be doing this much work. #hey if i did art all of october then this shouldn't be too much harder. guess we'll see. #eyhm stuff #technically!

[feliichu]

#persona 3 #minato arisato #makoto yuki #my art #ryoji mochizuki #TECHNICALLY! #losing to ur gay reflection

[dogt3eeth]

They are so insanely funny to me. Gale is like an unwilling sugar daddy

#myart #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate fanart #bg3 gale #baldurs gate gale #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #baldurs gate astarion #bg3 astarion #astarion #bloodweave #technically! #sorry the quality is bad getting art from my tablet to my phone and have it be clear is a struggle </3

[mukuberry]

Official Milgram Halloween Art!

Happy Halloween 🎃

#milgram #shidou kirisaki #mahiru shiina #tumblr kills images- click image for better quality! #0506 #technically!

[nom-central]

how about m1m1kyu? They’re cute and the z move is already right there

Getting a job at a year-round scare mansion was the best idea you ever had. The pay could be a lot better, but that's not why you and your buddy wanted the job. Truth be told, you both had a real passion for scaring people.

Your boss was pretty lax, not taking things as seriously with you two as they would with the other scarers. Just give them what they paid for and have fun, right? That gave you both some pretty novel ideas on what to do, and you both soon settled into a routine that worked best for you. The room you two were active in was an old and dusty girl's room, full of creepy dolls and worn out stuffed animals. You and your buddy were two particularly...large and lifelike dolls. Of course, you were just dolls...you wouldn't come to life and jump at anyone, right?

Yuuki really sold the part of a big old plush well. They laid limp and slumped against the wall, their worn stitched together clothes fit the theme perfectly. They kept their body covered and their face was hidden beneath their costume, so all people saw were the limp bunny ears and the creepy-but-cute stitched smile and button eyes. You both watched a small group of people make their way through, sizing them up for the perfect opportunity. One of them wasn't exactly a good sport- loudly complaining and chastising his groupmates for being wimps. You cast a glance to Yuuki when their backs were turned; knowing they'd understand what it meant.

When they tried to leave, the door wouldn't budge. That was your cue to jump into action! Slowly, you and Yuuki started to move. The bells on their costume jingled quietly, catching the group's attention. That big creepy bunny doll was moving, its empty button eyes seemingly staring them down from where it stood on the opposite wall. Then, it started to walk closer. Slow and meticulous, but with an unnatural gait that didn't seem quite human. And another doll was standing up- you were sitting up from where you rested on the dusty bed. "R-R-RUN!"

The group panicked, shaking at the door handle with everything they had while Yuuki only drew closer. You stayed where you were to watch it play out. "You guys are a bunch of pussies," sneered their colleague, "It's just a person in a shitty costume." Regardless of that, Yuuki continued to shamble forward. The door only opened at the very last second and let them all free, but when their cohort rolled his eyes and moved to leave too...it slammed on him. When he turned around, Yuuki was looming over him.

"Oooh, you got me. What're you gonna do now? These scare houses are so stupid, I swear...I should've never agreed-" Rip. One of the seams on the costume's mouth ripped. Then another, and another, until they all opened in an open, jagged smile. The man scoffed, unimpressed. "How frightening. Can I go now?" Yuuki grasped at him, both hands holding onto him firmly. Then from the inky black darkness of the inside of the costume's mouth, a clawed hand stretched forth and gripped him by the collar. "H-hey, wait, what's th-"

His head is yanked into their mouth, with his body already being yanked deeper. Their arms held him in place, leaving him to kick futilely at them while the fabric muffled his yells and protests. They lightly chomped at his body, swallowing him down with a practiced ease as you glimpsed shadowy hands reaching out from their mouth to help his descent. You had to give it to them- Yuuki was a pretty good hunter. Soon nothing was left of the spoilsport, now reduced to a struggling bulge pressing and kicking out against the fabric of their body. The stitches on their face fixed themselves as if they had never been torn open, but you could tell their smile was somehow more pleased. You flopped back down on the bed, watching them waddle over to their plush pile to hide and enjoy their meal.

The fear of people who think they're above this place is the most delicious. Hopefully you get one like that now that it's your turn to "scare" someone... This job was perfect for you both. You got paid to eat people!

#v0re #soft vore #safe vore #extreme cuddling #fearplay #unwilling prey #pokevore #samesize vore #observer pov #vore fic #Yuuki #plush vore #technically! #finally this ones done ive been hammering away at it forever #i wanna write some gt next maybe... #theyre fine ghost types eat fear lol #reader insert

[angel-mira]

yeehaw hawyee, other such variations

#digital art #my art #nathan summers #cablepool #deadpool is in the image #you just have to find him :3 like waldo #don't judge proportions too muuch #the spirit summoned me at 3-4 am to draw this #and i couldn't sleep until i heeded #technically! #doodle