#thats not even half of my tries lmao

[yosh-iro]

I FINALLY BEAT GABRIEL!!!!!!!!

#thats not even half of my tries lmao #you could probably triple that number and you'd be close #yes this is a photo of my screen #i forgor how to take screenshots #also cropped cuz it shows like 7 people on my steam friends list #ultrakill #yoshi talk

[dailyeca]

INLAND EMPIRE [Legendary: Success] — A rosebud, more stem than petal. A teacup, with a steeping sachet of lavender. It will take time. But they will wait for each other.

portrait on its lonesome (disco elysium style is so. difficult hkjh i blend colors too much and am too cautious about palettes to be able to pull it off, does not help im a warm colored art kinda guy)

Dialogue: AUTHORITY — Don't let this perp get the last word! Who does he think he is, talking to you like that? RHETORIC [Medium: Failure] — Who *do* you think he is? PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Trivial: Success] — Someone with a permanent frown. LOGIC [Easy: Success] — Someone who's a criminal. CONCEPTUALIZATION [Formidable: Success] — Someone who's an artist. HALF-LIGHT [Medium: Success] — Someone with two brass knuckles and the know-how to use them. ELECTROCHEMISTRY [Hard: Failure] — Someone who doesn't seem a lotta fun to be around! VOLITION [Heroic: Success] — …Someone who fell through the cracks. SHIVERS [Godly: Success] — Some 20-odd years ago, a kindergarten runaway is herded into the metal belly of packed public transport and emerges reborn in a new city, baptized and spitting up the holy water in the wake of an identity you could barely say was remade as much as it was, simply, made. SHIVERS — He drowns again at age 7, at age 14, and every year thereafter, water filthier and colder every time, treading without a shore in sight. Even as his limbs grow leaden, come hell or high water, he maintains that stepping foot on land after so long will doom him. INLAND EMPIRE [Legendary: Success] — He doesn't even know who he is anymore; he just feigns indifference. He is a ladybeetle inversed - in the same way there are dots of yin and yang. Stiff belief that there will always be bad in the good. Living proof that there is good in the bad. He will never shed the former, nor acknowledge the latter. EMPATHY [Heroic: Success] — Not now, at least. Not with you, and not without time.

#eca orichird #daily eca #worked HARD on this; LOVED writing for this hajksh skills my best friend skills!! <33 wish i could have include more actually hkjh #DRAMA - SIRE HE BEARS FALSE WITNESS REGULARLY! TO HIS OWN PERSON AS WELL!! #ESPRIT DE CORPS - The lieutenant takes note of the guy's stance. A single pad of his finger makes cold contact with the gun at his side. #PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - oh yeah this guy's scrawny but he's no fucking pansy. you see that scowl? bet /he/ hasn't cried for years. unlike you #ENCYCLOPEDIA - Repression in psychoanalytic theory is the exclusion of distressing memories thoughts from the conscious mind. Often involvi #and for the skills already there: half-light - YOU HAVE TO KILL HIM FIRST!! BEFORE HE KILLS YOU!!! #very difficult perception check shows you his ladybug necklace. shivers tells you about how little Eca got it in the library. #lmao anyway; i made a spelling mistake but was too lazy to edit it bc i already saved it as png lmao. not changing that!! #the background of eca's portrait! on the left you can see a blotch of white on red with a line streaking down. that's the library window :> #on the right is a ladybug hkjh <33 i struggle with even abstract backgrounds so a lot of it is just messing around <33 #took me several tries to paint this and even now i dont think i like it very much but thats okay. painting is hard hkjh #anyway DEEP in the disco elly brainrot. had dreams about it last night hkjgh thats all i think <3

[dashiellqvverty]

TED LASSO EMMY LOSER 🎉🎉🎉

#exactly what this dogshit season deserved #im mixed about the bear winning so much bc its very much a comedy/drama thats very heavily drama #like i love ebon winning richie is one of the funniest characters but u know its for like episode 7. which is my favorite episode but #not so much comedy #and i wish comedy actor categories were based on COMEDIC PERFORMANCES not just 'theyre in a funny show' #'but did a really good job doing Serious Acting in the funny show' #succession and the bear are at a very similar level of comedy. or i guess funniness lmao. to me. #succession definitely has higher stakes drama and stronger dramatic performances but like. #i wouldnt be interested in it if it didnt make me laugh #(thats just my personal taste im not saying it wouldnt be good if it wasnt funny im saying id never have even tried watching it) #but anyway one is an hour and one is a half hour so here we are #literally im sitting here like the white lotus is a drama??? more than a comedy?? i havent watched it yet so i cant compare but #once i do i will have opinions #anyway all this to say ted lasso IS primarily comedy compared to many of the winners and the nominees were giving comedic performances #however it sucked so bad.

[pussymasterdooku]

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#today on: Allie Liveblogs Her Parents’ Divorce: #two and a half fucking hour long phone call with my dad about how he thinks my mom is the problem #in the INSANE dynamic they have going on with his 24 year old lesbian employee who is LIVING WITH THEMMMMMMM #and him doing his signature I Am Just A Reasonable Man Perceiving The Situation Objectively shtick #us both mouthing I WILL KILL YOU!!!!!!!! at the phone #ohhhhhh he wanted us to say she should just get over her frustration and then there wouldn’t be a problem #and she shouldn’t be frustrated in the first place because the problems Aren’t Even Legitimate Problems Because They Could Be Worse #and like. my mom has been bringing up divorce to us since 2019 and he has expressed that he wants to improve the marriage recently #and they uh. got married due to a miscommunication and are entirely incompatible LOL like i’ve been Trying but this call made me feel like… #Its So Over My Dudes #but apparently he thinks their marriage is NOT on thin ice it’s a 9/10 #revised to ‘idk MAYBE it’s an 8/10’ when he told us he doesn’t think. in 34 years. they have ever had a two sided conversation… #they Have Never Once Had A Conversation by his recounting. thats not true but it IS an insane thing to say STEVE #ohhhhhh he makes me mad ohhhhh i’ve been in my Dad Anger era for a couple months and he brought it to the SURFACE tonight babey!!!!!!!!! #ohhhhhhhh he does not respect his wife he does not try to understand her he does not think of her as a real person #and i mean. she’s nuts and takes her feelings out on everyone around her!!! she is only just now seeking to manage her adhd #but she tries so hard for him and he’s just. full of shit and i’m sick of him. ok cutting myself off but this has been: #ALHPD #which will be the tag now ig if anyone wants to mute LOL #ohhhhhhhhhh this has dealt me so much psychic damage i have so much evil energy now lmao #ohhhhhh 🔪🔪🔪👨🏻🪚🪚🪚 #🔨🔨🔨🔨 #🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪📈📈📈📈📈📈📈📈 #ok that’s all

[onepiexe]

my god. yesterday was a day.

#logbook #we had a tornado watch. wind advisory from 6am to 6pm . . .but it lasted longer lol. #plus between storms overnight a bunch of trees came down and most of the city (widespread city) lost power. #we at work lost power. and we had a delivery come that took an hr and like another half to unload. i didnt even begin to finish checking it #and i ya know. panicked bc i hadnt eaten all day bc no power to heat up food and i was tired and exhausted and stressed. #and i instictively was like. does my sup need to know. and the other admin is like. no. #and im like. oh yeah. yall are just gonna have to count everything and tag it all instead. nad i wont get blamed if its wrong or whatever? #crazy. . .she tried to kindly lecture me on letting things go and i was like. maam. thx. but thats not why it was an instinct response to #all thw bad shit ive dealt with lmao. #im just glad i wont have to work the weekend. even with or without power and all the damage they wont close. have fun guys. #see whatever happens at this nursery is soooooo much better than all the shit ive dealt with at l*wes so like. .im stronger than them in #some regards it seems like LMAO #yeah im a lil embarrassed but also im like. actually no sorry im not going to apologize for panicking bc it'd be genuine anywhere else. #anyways power was out at the house. i didnt eat until like. 6pm augh. #god im so tired. .idk when power came back on but it is. #im alive. . .im so glad for my days off.

[neteyamslovrr]

RETURN - PT3

summary: five years ago he left you. left you alone with nothing but memories of your love. so how dare he come back now?

contents: 2.8k words, depression, angst, slight conflict, not very well proof read but that brings authenticity lmao

authors note: thankyou all for being so patient with my upload <33 ALSO LOOK AT WHAT MY BAE @cinetrix made omg (its the header pic) THATS GROWN UP NETEYAM THATS OUR BABY hes so handsome and bae is so talented and kind

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It had been over a month since they Sully’s had returned to the clan. While they slid back into their forest way of life, like a lost puzzle piece that was finally found you felt like you were back to being a bunch on scrambled up pieces with no way to connect yourself back together again.

Seeing him was a constant reminder of the despair that took over your life for years. The rotted you from the inside out leaving you as a shell of a woman as he took your soul with him when he left.

Those closest to you noticed your decline. Especially Mo’at. Someone you had to start seeing regularly due to your mothers pestering.

“Child…it is not hard to see the way your spirit has left you.” She spoke softly yet with so much truth it felt as is she had stabbed you with a dagger.

You were sat on the floor of her large medical tent that was set up in High camp. It was cold, the cool breeze making the fine hairs in your body stand up as you consciously avoided any gaze that Mo’at threw at you.

“He took it with him.” It felt like a deep dark secret that you had ripped out of your throat as it sliced its way up. Admitting that Neteyam had broken you so much that he had managed to start cracking you away with his return made you feel weak. Made you feel defeated.

“Maybe…he is here to give it back.” Mo’at sighed softly, a kind hand pushing your hair out of your face as she crouched in front of you. “Dear child your heart cries out. You must listen when your body talks to you.”

“I am afraid, so afraid.” Mo’at nodded letting you fall into her arms, a much needed hug that you craved for.

“Fear is never unreasonable child, but do not let cowardice infect your heart like it infected his.”

Neteyam had desperately tried to even get you to look at him after the last time you both conversed. It ended in him running away. As soon as he walked off he wished he could have socked Va’tep. Knocked him hard enough that his grubby paws would never caress your precious skin ever again.

He would try and talk to you only to be shut down by a harsh glare or excuse to leave. However whenever he even entered the same room as you he would immediately watch you excuse yourself and leave.

And Eywa did it crush him. To see how opposed he was to your presence. To see how his face repulsed you so much. He knew it was naïve to think he could return to you running into his arms so he could spin you around and hold you close. It was stupid for him to think you would ever wait for him. Not when he abandoned you.

A habit he had as a child was always to go to his grandmother for wisdom. Something he had sorely lacked the past half decade. He knew you were close with her. He knew she was the wisest woman this tribe had. But he was also terrified of a reality check that would hit him so harshly he wouldn’t know how to react. That’s why he was so resistant on approaching Mo’at.

But when he looked over to the top levels of High Camp where you and Va’tep had sat yourselves as you weaved expertly. He saw the way Va’tep’s smile was not as wide as it could be, he noticed that your eyes never met his even as you talked. He stared closely, squinting his eyes to focus on how Va’tep’s hands would crawl up your thigh and your body would stiffen and squirm instead on relaxing into the touch. As if his hands were grating your perfect skin.

When he saw how miserable you were when you looked away from Va’tep to wipe your eyes subtly. His heart sunk. He could not go on without you, he couldn’t continue without being able to get you back.

Neteyam hesitantly opened the curtains of his grandmother’s tent as he sucked in a nervous breath.

Her ears perked up immediately to the sound. “Neteyam…I expected you sooner child.” Her eyes were always sharp, enough to slice the strongest man in half.

Neteyam let out a soft chuckle. “I assume you know why I am here.” He sat beside her, shuffling awkwardly on the mat so he could watch his grandmother mush together fine pastes that turned into her medicines .

“Is she troubling your mind?” Even the mention of your cut his soul, like a sweet melody that sudden struck the wrong chord.

“Grandmother… I know I messed up. I know I abandoned her… if I could take back everything I did, I would in a heartbeat.” His voice was pained, head hung low in shame. “I just… I just want her back.”

Mo’at nodded as she laid an empathetic hand on his back. “You must give her time…”

“But I have already been here for so long! I know I was gone for so…so long but I thought she may have at least… warmed up to me slightly. I don’t expect her to change completely. I just want to be able to talk to her, look into her eyes. I miss the warmth I felt when I saw her smile…I never see her smile anymore.”

Neteyam tried desperately not to cry, but oh how difficult it was when he felt the weight of your absence lay so heavily on his chest.

Mo’at let out a sigh, one that felt heavy, one that changed the atmosphere as she exhaled. “She is scared child. She was…she was gone once you left. Your absence was sorely missed, but it truly broke her. There was nothing left of her when you left.”

Neteyam said nothing, though his eyes begged for some sort of explanation, his pupils pleaded as his entire focus was centred on the words exiting his grandmother’s mouth.

Mo’at sucked in a sharp breath, repeating your despair was always hard, to think you experienced such depression. “The day you left she didn’t stop crying. For days she replaced the strongest waterfall in the forest. Her sobs racked through the village as she cried your name out. She screamed it in her sleep, she sobbed it as she woke. She was completely broken. But that was not the worst of it.”

Neteyam already felt his heart sinking. It floated down as he thought more about the anguish he had caused you. His ears hung low in shame as he attentively listen as Mo’at continued to speak.

“It was after the tears. The acceptance. The betrayal. She was no longer her, she was a shell, a corpse. The poor child…she didn’t move for months. No one could get her to leave her hammock, she laid there for days, she didn’t eat, didn’t sleep, didn’t speak. She was nothing.”

Neteyam let out a whimper. One that tried to cover up the sob that was aching to escape him. Guilt racked through him as he could barely look in Mo’at’s eyes as she continued to speak.

“Some days I look back and remember the state she was in, the way her body was so frail, so weak. She was so sick, riddled with the disease of heartbreak. My child I know you left her here because it was safe. Child I know you thought were saving your lover. But Neteyam…she does not want to remember her anguish, but every time she looks at you she is remembered of those times.”

“What could I possibly do” His voice is raspy and quiet. Barely able to let out a noise as his throat betrays him.

“Create new memories, let her remember new days with you, why she loved you so much. Enable her to let go of the sadness she holds in her heart that filled in the place you took from her.”

Neteyam nods. His mind swirling as a million epiphanies hit him at once. There was no way he could ever forgive himself for causing you sorrow, but he only prayed that you would be able to feel enough forgiveness to let him put back the missing puzzle piece in the jigsaw of your heart.

Va’tep was Tarsem’s brother, the Olo’eyktan. So Va’tep was his right hand man, right beside him through every decision and every battle. Which meant as Va’tep’s promised mate, had a large amount of expected participation in war party meeting such as this.

“If we attack from the east we will get a clear shot towards the demons.” Va’tep said as he drew out a map with a stick onto the large plot of dirt that everyone was circled around.

You couldn’t help but notice the flaws in his plan. East was directly in front of the base the demons had there. While we would have clear a view…there would be significantly more danger.

“Va’tep…I think we should maybe approach it from the south.” You hated speaking up in these meetings, as all the warriors’ beady eyes locked onto you. It made you queasy, as if you were going to spew instead of saying the words you were thinking.

Va’tep’s eyes sharpen as he looks as if you had slapped him across the face with your suggestion. “The south has many sight obstacles…it will be harder to navigate” His voice was deep, and husky. It was obvious he was starting to fume.

“But the base is right there. It would be dangerous to approach that direction!” You raise your voice slightly, only in a way to show how desperate you were to get your point across.

Neteyam watched this interaction closely. Studying every single inch of your body language. He always knew how wise you were when it came to stuff like this. You were always calculating the best solution for anything that may spring up in the battlefield. When Jake was Olo’eyktan, you were one of his greatest assets because of your knowledge.

The back and forth goes on for a while as no other warrior dared to speak up. Until he did. Neteyam of course.

“She’s right…there would be much more danger if we were to take the East route.” As soon as you heard his voice it felt like a spotlight of hope was shun onto your heart.

Va’tep grunted at the unwanted input. “The South route is a cowardice route. Something I guess you can sympathize with.” His words were like venom, scorching Neteyam as he stared daggers into him.

“The East route is brazen, unsafe and uncalculated. Something you definitely can understand. Isn’t that right Va’tep?” Neteyam rarely stooped to a level this low, but with the overhanging threat of you being shut down by your ‘mate’ was enough to make Neteyam seethe.

“I’ll show you something you’ll understand-”

Va’tep fumed as Tarsem decided it was his time to step in, changing the subject and postponing the decision for further analysis. But you didn’t forget the way your heart-beat as Neteyam supported you. Something you hadn’t felt in a long time. Supported.

The day turned to dusk as you sat by the river, kicking your feet in the cool water as you listened to the world around you. Each sound was perfectly tuned together, a perfect song of the world.

You heart-beat is slow, resting on your hands as the dirt meets your soft palms. Your eyes closed to protect themselves from the harsh rays of light that shun down onto your body. It was peaceful, it was calm.

The unfamiliar sound of crunching leaves grew behind you. Ears perked up tail swishing in alert you turn to see Neteyam approaching.

You can’t deny the dread you feel when you see him. And you can’t deny the way your heart beats like crazy whenever you are close enough to see how much he grew. How much he changed.

You wonder if he thought about you. If he ever noticed the changes of your mature figure or if he couldn’t notice if you looked different to how he remembered you.

“Hey you.” His voice was sweet and musky, enough to send shivers down your spine as you refused to meet his golden eyes.

“Hi there.” Your voice was always quiet…but these five years made it dull. As if there was nothing much else for it to be excited  about.

“I thought I would find you here.” Your brows moved in curiosity, body facing him as he sat beside you, waving his defined legs in the water.

“Why’s that?”

“This was our river…do you remember.” Oh you remember. How could you forget. This river was the one thing you held into when he left. As you slept on the riverbed pretending the rushing water was his soft voice hushing you to sleep.

“Yes…I do.” Neteyam felt a rush of joy run through him. Maybe it was hope. Hope to get you back. Hope to show just how much you mean to him, that you are his treasure. He let out a soft chuckle, fighting the urge to let his fingers slip over your knuckles. He knew it was too soon.

“You were wise in the meeting today.” He said earnestly, looking at you with nothing but sincerity as he watched a blush form on your face, as you turned away from him. Avoiding his intense stare.

“It was just common sense.” You shrug, trying to not seem flattered. “I am at the meetings for a reason.”

“Well…it was still impressive. Was your mate as impressed?” The subject of Va’tep left a sour taste in his mouth and a sour look on your face.

“Please do not speak of him.” You say defeated. Va’tep was a sore reminder in your mind of how you were nothing but a trophy to your parents. A woman to marry off to gain rank.

You were lucky enough to be fated with Neteyam. But it all crumbled when he left. Everything did. Like an earthquake that broke the foundation of every single building in your soul.

Neteyam gave a curious hum, nodding. “Why not?”

“Neteyam. Stop.” He freezes at the tone of your voice, his mind begging that he did not mess up the harmonious moment you were both sharing together.

“W-What?”

“Neteyam…please have mercy on my heart.” You sucked in a sharp breath as you looked into Neteyams watery eyes. “Please.”

He frowned at your plead. “Have mercy on yourself… please… please have mercy on me. And I will never hurt your heart again.” Neteyam gasps after he talked, his sentence being so vulnerable it took the breath out of him.

“I can’t do this…Neteyam you know I can’t” And oh how you wanted to run away with him. To escape your dull life with Va’tep and be able to freely be who you were. To find yourself once again. But it was all too much, his absence took your hope. But he was adamant on giving it back.

“…We can… trust me. Please we can start over… I know. I know I have hurt you, I have scarred your heart. But on the great mother’s name, I will never leave you again… you were my everything and still are. Please don’t think for second I ever stopped loving you.”

The tears started running down your cheeks, but you barely noticed as you stared into the ripples of the water. His words seeping into your skin like a tender kiss.

“Neteyam I’m afraid.” It was barely a whisper. A soft confession that made your lips quivered. “I’m afraid of losing you and myself again.” Neteyam frowned, his brows furrowed as he took his rough fingers to turn your face towards him. His thumb wiping the tears off delicately.

“you have every right to be afraid… but please let me prove to you… that its okay to let go of your fears. Let me... please.”

And in that moment it was as if a switch flipped in you. Every worry washing away as you felt his warmth once again. The years of built up wishes and cravings for him were finally met. As his gaze melted into you, a sad smile across his face as he held onto you tenderly. Every ounce of love pouring into you.

“…please show me how to let go…”

thankyou so much for reading my lovelies!! reblogs + replies extra appreciated!!

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[julianalvarez9]

you over anyone / christian pulisic

request: Hey can you do a BESTFRIEND to lovers imagine about Christian pulisic thats about one day he gets a gf and she’s rlly mean to the bestfr and he dosnt believe her and then he overhears the gf being rude and it’s all fluff and they kiss

word count: 1.9k

author's note: i never had written this much before???? clearly got too carried away lmao. hope you like it!! has some back and forth in the "timeline", italics are supposed to be memories!

being mason’s twin, and five minutes younger than him, it was no surprise to anyone when you started to follow him around everywhere he went, like a lost puppy. for the first few years of your life, he was your best friend, just as you were his. growing up as obsessed with football as him was a natural progression, and fully expected after seeing how much you enjoyed playing ball with your brother and his friends.

that's how you first met christian.

"hey, y/n, is it cool if we pick up a friend? his car bro-" mason tried to explain, as if you could get mad at him for helping a friend out. you were arriving early to training anyways, so picking up his friend wouldn't do any damage.

"it's okay, mason, it's your car" you laughed, still appreciating the fact that he was asking for your approval before actually doing it, making sure that you were comfortable.

since that day, even when his car was fixed, christian would always tag along you two for a ride to cobham. at first, he started making excuses, trying to not raise suspicions about his sudden interest in joining his friend to go to training. then, the visits to your brother’s house started growing exponentially, wishing and waiting that, someday, you'll be there. and when you were, the day just couldn't get any better for him: watching movies, playing games, cooking and eating the cookies he wasn't supposed to eat -because of his diet- only to hear your laugh was the highlight of his day. and because mason, who was involved since the beginning, -unfortunately for you two- had eyes and ears, he could see how you two looked at eachother and how you laughed harder when it was one of you that told the joke, even if they weren't half as funny. all of these facts he recollected quietly, helped him figure out what was happening quickly. quicker than the protagonists, at least.

"is there something going on between you and my sister ?" he asked suddenly, one day after training.

christian could feel how the blood drained from his face, leaving his whole upper body cold. he thought that, maybe, he could have a month or two more before confronting his friend about it. bust most importantly, before confronting his own feelings. after all, he had started dating a girl a few weeks before meeting you, and he felt like an asshole. she was nice, sure, but she wasn't you.

"we're just friends, mate. why?" 

he smiled, nodding, like he had answered correctly. at least, it was the answer mason wanted to hear. he said, in a jokingly tone, shoving him softly, "great. didn't feel like murdering my best friend for cheating on his girlfriend with my sister, you know?".

you had met christian's girlfriend, avery, at a game held at the bridge. you used to be there every game you could, always cheering for your brother and your best friend, but it was that particular game the first time that you saw her there, even when you knew that they had been dating for quite a bit. still, when you saw the girl, you understood why he had chosen her: she was like a dream, taken right out of a hollywood movie. but not only because of her perfect, model-like figure: she seemed sweet and kind, a girl perfect for christian, who, in your eyes, deserved nothing but the best. you were actually excited to have finally met her, hoping to get a girl friend to hangout with, someone who you could talk about your love life without feeling weird about it, like it happened when you tried to talk about love with your american friend sometimes. you had started off on a good foot, and christian was glad to see you two getting along.

you had disappeared to the bathroom quietly during halftime, wanting to come back as fast as possible to not miss anything. apparently, christian's significant other had gotten the same idea, entering the bathroom a few minutes before you, just as you were about to exit the cubicle. you could hear her and her friend, who she came along with, talking about someone, so you didn't dare come outside just yet, opting to stay quietly.

wrong choice.

you guessed that her friend was the one talking, since you didn’t quite recognize her voice. "who's that girl that's been screaming nonstop?", she said, and you cringed internally when you realized that it was probably you. confirmation hit a few seconds later, when avery shared the information with her. 

"that's christian's best friend".

she giggled, loud and obnoxious, like the mean, popular girls in teenage drama movies did. "god, she's so annoying". you figured it was too late now to get out of the cubicle, even if you didn’t want to hear more about their conversation, fearing you could learn what she really thought about you. oblivious to your presence in the room, the other girl continued. "did you see how long she hugged him before he left? she's 100% in love with him" she joked, and even when you knew that it was a lie -at least, that was what you told yourself each time someone commented about your relationship with christian-.

the self doubt started to hit harder when the girl you had just met, who pretended to be friendly with you, continued to tell her friend what she had learned from your previous encounter. "i know, right? i just met her and i already can't stand her". 

god, why were they taking so long? why couldn’t they just leave? 

you didn't want to know more information, you had learned enough to last you a lifetime. certainly, enough to keep your distance with avery. 

and with christian too.

"if she bothers you that much, why don't you make him choose?" her friend suggested, and your racing thoughts feared that she already had delivered her ultimatum. after all, she was his girlfriend, and it was a no-brainer that he would choose her.

and when you thought that, surely, it couldn't get worse, it did.

"it's insignificant, really. he'll never pick her. he already told me she's mason's little sister, so she's like a little sister to him too".

getting out of the bathroom just in time before the whistle blew, indicating the start of the second half, and having to sit next to avery and offer her a smile, was one of the hardest things you had to do. at least, during that day.

after the incident, you decided to keep your distance. no longer going to the bridge in fear of crossing paths again and having to pretend that you didn’t hear what she said, putting on a friendly mask, was enough to convince you that it wasn’t your place anymore. it had been difficult to justify your choice with christian, who inquired you about it the first weekend you missed, and they unfortunately had lost the match. eventually, you figured that you couldn't lie to him about being sick every weekend, so you made something up, like your schedule with college had just gotten too crazy to handle in the last couple of weeks.

mason, knowing you like the palm of his hand, didn’t buy it. but he also knew that he shouldn’t push it, and you would, in due time, tell him what was going on. he was your twin brother, after all. you couldn’t hide the truth from him forever.

that was how you ended at christian’s birthday party, without wanting to. all thanks to your brother’s persuasion.

it had started well, really. you had greeted the birthday boy when you two arrived at his once, but since then, he seemed to have banished from the face of the earth, and you, for once, were glad with his disappearance. 

to endure the night, you had resolved to alcohol, which proved to have been not the wisest decision when it was time to meet with christian again, all warnings made by your sober brain about not going near him, in case his girlfriend was close, flew right through the wind when the first drop of alcohol entered your bloodstream. that was how you ended up dancing with him, maybe a bit too close to be excused as just friendly.

"stay away from him" a female voice was heard from behind you when you went to grab another drink. in your drunk, slurred brain, you couldn’t decipher who she was referring to, even if you recognized it was avery speaking. "what? from who?".

the girl rolled her eyes, clearly annoyed at your ignorance. "don't play silly now. you know christian's with me. he's about to propose, and there's no place for the both of us, so back off. I don't care that you're his fucking best friend or whatever shit you made him believe. he'll never chose you over me".

the harshness in her tone had drained the alcohol out of your system, and you found yourself to be in an awkward position after processing what she had just said. 

proposing?

unknown to you, christian was looking for you, since you had disappeared from his sight for far too long. when he saw the two of you, a confused expression was painted on his features, and his anger grew at hearing what she was telling you, even if he just got to catch the last part. "what the fuck are you talking about, avery?".

"I'm sick of her. you'll have to choose. it's me or her".

he frowned at her request, but still made his way over to you, standing so close that you could feel his chest touching your back. "i thought that i had made it clear that we’re over" he coldly said. the girl in front of you let out a furious scream, face turned red, and shoving whoever came in her way, earning herself some nasty glares. clearly avery had thought that you were the reason behind their breakup, but honestly, you had no idea that they weren’t together anymore, after almost totally cutting contact with him to avoid her. nevertheless, her plan of getting to talk to you alone and draw you away from him had clearly backfired.

“why didn’t you tell me before that she was mean to you?” christian said, with a stoic expression. you shrugged, “thought that you would have believed her instead”. he shaked his head in clear disagreement, questioning you again. “was she the reason you stopped going to the matches?”. having never been capable of lying to christian, even if it would be wise to hide the information to him, you conceded. “you’ve caught me”.

mason, who was hearing everything at a prudent distance as to not be seen, joined you two before christian could actually react to what you just had admitted. “can you start going again then? christian can’t score a goal even if his life depended on it if you aren't cheering him on from the stands,” he grinned, cheshire cat’s smile painted on his face, as he saw the faces of the two people that he appreciated the most, a shade of red. “mason!” you two groaned in unison, embarrassed at how the english one had put you on display.

#christian pulisic x you #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic imagine #christian pulisic x y/n #football x y/n #football x reader #football imagine

[rassicas]

I think the concept behind Grizz is solid: a Former Bear who inadvertently Ship Of Theseus'd himself into Not Being A Bear Anymore ties neatly into the running theme of Judd and Lil Judd being the Only Mammals left: Mr. Grizz, whatever he is now, no longer counts as a mammal. But in execution... Yeah. They should have focused on the "Ship Of Theseus angle" and the fact that, in his attempts to bring back mammals, he's become more like the organisms that he's trying to destroy.

Ive gotten about a good few dozen comments on YT about this exact thing. but half of them being annoyingly condescending in the process for not bringing up this analysis in my Live (keyword live) reaction of me hating on the bear. i dont think ive really addressed how i feel about this particular thing because of how rude ppl were, but its been a while and youre being nice so long post incoming Anyway yes im very much aware of this 'ship of Theseus angle to grizz, I did see that "in defense of grizz" video. And honestly I do agree it is something about him that has interesting potential if they'd leaned into it more. Much of my distaste with the ending of ROTM is the build up and execution. They made the bear foreshadowing laughably obvious years too early, and then all the poor fools like me who care too much about splatoon's story had faith that "surely the splatoon team, who just made a story as surprising and serious as Octo Expansion, wouldn't handle foreshadowing the identity of their next major villain that badly" took the biggest L. IF the splatoon team had been more blatant that the Judds were the last mammals left throughout the series (the only time it was directly stated that all mammals were extinct before ROTM? in a dev interview. and for years nobody wanted to believe it whenever i tried bringing it up lmao.) if they weren't that on the nose about the bear imagery. if the only solid piece of deception they had about Grizz not being a bear in the entirety of splatoon canon wasn't in a paid artbook... if they were more deceptive about the fact, I'm sure i wouldve been a bit more accepting of the idea of him secretly being a bear from earlier on, and it would've been a cooler reveal. But surface level knowledge should be called into question by looking at the deeper evidence, not the other way around.

The ineffectiveness of the bear reveal is a culmination of Splatoon doing a frankly, bad job at putting whats supposed to be basic, important, worldbuilding knowledge in the game. I think the intended effect of the bear reveal was that the general audience of fans were supposed to have been like "woah, but all mammals are supposed to be all dead holy shit i cant believe hes a bear." and that info was supposed to put a wedge in the bear theories. but when 95% of the player-base anticipating splatoon 3 had no idea that all mammals (except the judds) are supposed to be extinct in the splatoon world and how that's an important part of its worldbuilding up until the announcement of the story mode, if at all...idk man thats pretty bad.

The way the info about mammal extinction was worded in the official news posts sounds like it was supposed to be common knowledge for Splatoon fans, not a surprise like it ended up being.

Anyway back to the execution, it would've been cooler if they'd leaned into that horror element, the fact that he's hardly even a mammal anymore. I think the implication is there. It is cool and fucked up in Splatoon's signature way! But again, I agree it would be better if it was played up or even acknowledged once directly, like in log.exe. Even with all the potential for bear Mr. Grizz to be cool, the years of too-blatant foreshadowing leading to a frustratingly disappointing reveal and the exact annoying plot holes i feared of has permanently soured the concept of him being a bear to me.

#asks #return of the mammalians #i also get a lot of but what about dramatic irony! #soooo many signs point to the intent of it being a serious surprise #doesnt help that the eng dialogue added in a fuckton of goofiness that wasnt even there in the original #it wasnt intended to be dramatic irony period

[orion4ever]

Cove Holden x mc? Cove gets heatstroke when surfing with mc, and mc and cliff take care of him? Thanks 😊

Author’s note: I actually got heatstroke once while at a flea market , I had to sit down on the concrete lmao! I kept the step ambiguous enough, it could either be Step 2 or 3 depending on what you want! ^^

late note: i got this request so wrong 😦, I thought it said mc gets heatstroke..Whoops! Thats my mistake

Pairing: MC x Cove Holden

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He starts noticing instantly if you start showing signs of suffering a heat stroke.

Leaves you alone when you wave it off as the sun just making sluggish.

If you look like you’re about to pass out then expect Cove to guide you to a chair and give you some of his cold water.

He gets so worried about you and thought it was something more serious :(

Luckily both him and his father are both very sweet.

It was the hottest day of summer, at a more populated beach there was a surfing competition where you and Cove would be competing.

The two of you were very excited about it, you had been practicing together every day that you could and were confident that you would OBLITERATE every surfer there!

Cliff had been the first to volunteer to drive the two of you out of town to the beach in the neighboring town to compete.

You all sat in the car, Cove tapped his fingers on his thigh as he looked out the window.

You leaned on your side of the car and stared out the window too.

Cliff was keeping his eyes on the road but decided to start a conversation.

“So, you two excited?” He asked with an easy smile, already knowing the answer. Cove turned away from the window and gave a half excited nervous smile.

“Yeah. It’s going to be great” he said with a chuckle. “This would be the first time I will be surfing with other surfers though. What if I do badly” He asked, rubbing his nape.

“Don’t be so down on yourself, we’ve been practicing every day. Even if we aren’t as good, we made an effort!” You had encouraged, giving him a pat on the shoulder.

“You basically live in the ocean” You had added with a chuckle.

“Hey.” He said with a raised brow.

“MC is right, Son. What matters in the end is that you have fun.” Cliff added, peering into the rearview mirror to look at Cove.

“I guess you two are right. I am feeling a bit better about this.” Cove had said, now with a more sure smile.

That's the spirit, Bud. And perfect timing too. We’re here.” Cliff finished, now pulling into the beach parking lot and finding a spot.

The three of you filed out of the car and stood around. Cliff pulled out the beach bag your moms had prepared for them. (knowing him, he’d probably sit on the sand and forget to pack sunscreen)

“Okay, guys. Let’s put on some screen and Zinc…?” He questioned the last thing when noticing a small new packet of Zinc Surfer Sunscreen.

Before Cove could comment or protest, his dad squeezed a good chunk of it in his hands and covered Cove’s nose and cheeks with it.

“Ah-“ he said startled but accepted his fate of being properly sun-screened.

When Cliff was done he motioned for you to take the zinc and sunscreen so that you could apply your own.

You shook your head. “Nah. It's good. It’s even that sunny today.” You protested. “I barely wear sunscreen or ‘Zinc’ anyway.” You continued, you didn’t like how either of those felt on your face.

“I dunno…” Cliff said a little hesitantly.

“Mr.Holden, I promise I will be fine.” You tried and reassured with a laugh.

“Well okay then. You know what works for you. Tell me if you wanna reconsider later though, okay?” Cliff caved in.

“Of course! Now come on, we got a surfing competition to win.”

-

It had been three hours of the surfing competition. You and Cove were able to get first place in your age category and were rewarded with a humble-sized trophy.

Since the three of you drove out here, you may as well enjoy this new beach until it was time to go home.

While you and Cove talked, you began to feel a little lightheaded and your vision began to feel like you were spinning. You began to fan your face a little, maybe thinking that your surf suit was making it feel hotter.

“MC, are you ok?” Cove asked, noticing your behavior change.

“Yeah... I think the sun is making me sluggish or maybe I am just tired from the competition..?” You questioned.

“Do you want to sit down?” Cove asked.

“Nah. I am good. Let’s keep going, I think they’re giving out hotdogs over there.!

-

The sun was trying to boil you alive today.

Maybe this was the sun’s revenge on you, for not heeding your neighbor’s warning and putting sunscreen on.

You swayed and held your head, you felt so dizzy and nauseous. You decided that you needed a break and flopped onto the warm sand.

“MC?! A-are you ok?” Cove asked, turning around to see you helplessly lying on the ground.

“Ughhhh…” you groaned, feeling Cove’s arms on yours and hoisting you up as best as he could before he put you on his back for a piggyback ride.

“It’s fine, it’s fine! Let’s go get my dad” He tried and reassure you but you could hear the panic in his voice.

He carried you to where his dad had set up base, sitting on a towel that he had placed under an abandoned umbrella. When Cliff felt eyes on him he turned to Cove jogging towards him with you on his back and instantly got up.

“What's wrong?” He said, worried. He moved out of the way so that Cove could lay you on the towel. “I think they got heatstroke..”

Cliff got right into the action. “Cove stay here with them. I am getting a bucket of ice and water.” He instructed before quickly sprinting off to whatever lifeguard tower he could find.

Cove sat next to you and used the corner of the tower to wipe the sweat from your forehead. “Were you feeling sick earlier?” He asked, earning a slight nod from you.

“It's ok. We will uh get you something cold to drink, maybe you should unzip the top part of your surf suit.” Cove suggested.

You agreed and shed off the top layer of the suit, leaving you in your swim top/bare chest. Cliff had made his entrance again, this time with three bottles in a bucket of ice and a towel.

“I got the stuff- and good job. They need as much cold air as they can get.” He commended Cove before kneeling next to you and opening a cold bottle of water. “Here, make sure to take big gulps,” Cliff said, leaning you on the beach bag so that you could properly rehydrate.

It was just you sipping as much water as you could while Cove drenched the towel in the ice water and placed it on the back of your neck, after a while you felt much better.

Cliff had joked that the sun was trying to turn you to ash while Cove kept asking if it was you not wearing the sunscreen or if it was you not getting enough cold water in your system.

You felt better but you felt even more better knowing you had amazing guys around to help you.

#olba #our life beginnings & always #fanfic #orion4ever #gb patch #olba cliff #olba cove #cove holden x mc #cove holden #cove holden x reader #cliff holden

[o-i-w-u]

YOU

Are there any silly facts about your characters? Stims they may do? Things they really like, favorite activities?

If they are to have sexualities, what some characters sexualities? :> (i suck at thinking of y im trying to pull questions out my void of brain for you)

stims!!

yesss stims!!! these are just a few of the characters and only a few of their stims, a bunch of them have verbal stims too :3

uhhhh big text under cut!

pollux flaps her hands a lot, she does it with her wings sometimes too! castor has stims aswell, but they're a lot less noticable, like leg bouncing or tapping on stuff. both castor and pollux release more star dust with stronger emotions (happiness, anger, sadness etc) :DD

thought (top right bm) picks at clothing and loose metal on his body, he often bites and chews on stuff, like his walking stick has quite a lot of bite marks in it from when he doesn't have anything else to gnaw on.

faith (directly under thought) shakes his head side to side, and he verbal stims a ton too.

L!kc (bottom right corner) shakes his whole body a lot

crimson (bottom left) scratches and picks at themself, it mostly started out as a way to sooth the itchiness from all their pinfeathers but slowly evolved into a stim of sorts

mel (sun inbetween crimson and L!kc) retracts his rays in a circular motion (?), its a nice distraction from ✨the horrors✨

most of my eclipses have verbal stims that they get rather embarrassed about :3

sexualities!!

(a lot of these aren't 100%, identities are pretty damn fluid so these may change :])

mel/S!sun: bisexual

nore/S!eclipse: gay (mel and nore are like,, far too busy to focus on this stuff tho)

L!bloodmoon: i don't think he's ever experienced romantic/sexual attraction before tbh.

H!castor, H!pollux and H!gemini: queer platonic attractions, for now :)

crimson/P!bloodmoon: pan, i dont think they care <3

thorn/P!eclipse: pan

star/P!lunar: ??? hes just as confused as i am

L!kc: shes figuring stuff out. or atleast trying to.

thought/(?)!bloodmoon: hasn't thought much about it, bi maybe?

memory/(?)!bloodmoon (other half): ??????

faith/(?)!lunar: gay gay gay gay gaybo

(?)!eclipse: straight, but hes currently dead so.,.,

wonder/[character not shown yet erher!!]: questioning :)

thats all the sillie's attractions i can think of at the moment

crimson is a big fan of drawing as i've said before, and they love love love collecting things

uhhh random stuff that sorta applies to your other questions

((excluding some characters cus this is getting lengthy))

thorn comes up with insane fucking plans on the daily (never acts on them surprisingly)

star kinda just stares into the void 24/7, but when he's not doing that he's probably playing around with castor/pollux, or just wandering around

L!killcode is just doing her own thing the majority of the time, even his kids don't know what shes doing half the time lmao

pollux likes to hang out with star despite kc's wishes, they just like being silly with eachother

castor gets dragged into doing things that aren't work related, he tries to stay focused but pollux refuses to let him do so

mel likes uh,,, sleep, sleep, sleep and uhh sleep-

nore used to repair stuff for fun, but its become a necessity now

thought just hangs around faith, sorta mirrors whatever he's doing

faith just likes to relax or hang out with family

thank you sm for digging through the void!!! very appreciated :)

#fanart #art #doodles #asks #ask #sams #cracks knuckles #this is gonna be a lot of tags fuck #harpy castor #laes castor #castor and pollux #harpy pollux #eclipse sams #sams au #au #laes au #lord kc au #lord bloodmoon #servant eclipse #servant sun #thought and faith #memory and wonder #ive lost track of the tags #prince of crimson #prince of thorns #prince of stars

[chikkou]

ok i was waiting until my laptop got here to finally tell all the bullshit thats happened in the last like. 5 months lol. cause its a lot to type

im gonna put it all under the cut so no one has to read if they dont want. its a LONG fucking story.

tl;dr:

ok so for basic background, for the last two years or so, i was living with a roommate in connecticut. the roommate was my (now former) best friend since middle school. in july of this year his behavior totally shifted, and he started picking fights with me out of nowhere, told our high school friends a bunch of straight up lies abt me to make me look like a horrible roommate & person, and just generally became a two-faced dickhead. in the end, it turned out to all be excuses to justify his decision to move out (unofficially, name was still on the lease) so that he could live with his boyfriends and not pay any bills. at the time i was really devastated by this bc i felt totally betrayed by this person i had been close to since i was 12/13, but frankly after everything else that happened i barely fucking think about it now LMAO. this is set dressing more than anything else

so anyway, i had been living alone since about august, that was the last time i saw him in person. i wasnt handling the situation well because i had spoken to my high school friend and found out the extent to which hed tried to paint me as a slovenly, horrible roommate, to the point of telling actual lies about really dumb stuff (which didnt work btw - my friends, god bless them, were more concerned about my mental health than anything and thought i was going down a depression spiral, which my former friend told them he was helping me through. they believed me right away once we finally did talk). all that is to say, i was going kind of crazy lol, and i decided to go back home in october just for a short while, to recharge my batteries and all.

i was gone for a couple of weeks, not very long. i felt MUCH better after being with my family & friends in person, as i felt pretty isolated from everyone (my hometown is in new york, i was only 2 hours away by train but scheduling times to visit was sort of a hassle, so i only did it once every couple months). my grandfather and mom dropped me off at my apartment in early november, we were very lighthearted and discussing my next steps, since my shithead friend had been behind on rent more than 5 times (i always paid my half on time) and i was facing eviction because of it. we get to my apartment, i go to open the door, and it wont open. not that its locked, it just straight up WONT open. my grandpa tried to ram the door with his shoulder, and nothing. hes a strong ass dude, and this door wouldnt budge for anything.

my mom managed to get the kitchen window open and climb in that way, and it took both her and my grandpa pulling/pushing at the same time to force the door open. i wont even dress this up: there was mold. fucking. everywhere. on the floor, on the walls, all over everything i owned. i have pictures (had to take them for insurance) and im not even going to show them because they are beyond fucking disgusting. everything i owned was soaked in water and mold, and i do literally mean EVERYTHING. it was very warm in there too, like the temperature of a swamp. i was in a haze after that. i just remember sobbing, like genuinely heartbroken sobbing, as i wandered around looking at everything that was ruined. my mom & grandpa had to go and get maintenance because i was just utterly useless, and they were equally horrified & said they'd never seen anything like it.

i managed to save some items that were irreplaceable (journals, notebooks, etc) and whatever clothes werent utterly soaked in mold. all of my cookware, my books, my laptop & desktop (i cried the hardest when i saw the desktop) - it was all ruined. we found out later that the water boiler in my apartment had a catastrophic failure while i was gone, which caused it to constantly send water back through the pipes, empty, and refill itself. my bedroom was directly above the boiler downstairs, so it got the most significant amount of damage. all told, i lost like 95% of the things i owned. it is possible that i could have saved more, but the amount of mold in that apartment made it a genuine safety hazard for me to even be in there, so i had very limited time to grab what i could. the cruelest irony of all that? my shithead ex-friend's room, which was on the other side of the hallway, was pretty much untouched. he lost absolutely nothing lol.

so immediately, i had to leave the state. i moved back to ny with my family. my mother - who had a stroke last year following a diagnosis of an exceedingly rare neurological disorder, AND had two separate brain surgeries to improve her quality of life - was in the process of getting evicted. the landlord didnt give a fuck about any of my moms situation, not her being disabled, not her being widowed, not her having 3 kids under the age of 18 to care for - he just wanted her out so he could increase the cost of rent on our house. at the same time as all this was going on, i got saddled with a $600 electric bill (likely caused by the water heater's malfunction), which neither insurance nor the apartment would pay, so it came out of my pocket. in addition, i found out in december that i was also getting laid off.

we had nowhere to go and couldnt afford to live anywhere in the tri-state area. we had no choice but to move somewhere much cheaper, and since my mom already had a friend living in a mid-atlantic state, we chose to move there. the eviction went through in january and we had less than 2 weeks to pack all our shit, find a place to live, and get the fuck out. needless to say, we were not successful lol.

we stayed in my grandparents 1 bedroom apartment for about a week, then all of us drove down together to stay with my moms friend in her 3 bedroom apartment (she has 5 kids, 3 of whom live in the apartment). my moms apartment, which was supposed to have been ready by january 31st, still had people actively living there. the property manager kept promising us it would be next week for the entire month of february, to the point that my mom got fed up and chose to rent a small house instead. the reality of being essentially homeless for that time was beyond horrifying, and having anywhere between 8-10 people in that house (my cousin also moved with us, but he stayed in a hotel for the first week) was more taxing than i can express.

but things have gotten a lot better since then. i also found a cute little house to rent just up the road from my moms, and its very cheap for its size. i still havent found a job yet, but thanks to what was essentially the liquidation of everything i owned, ill be ok for a couple months more. im slowly but surely repurchasing all the things i lost and trying to acclimate to the new environment. things are still not totally stable right now, but they are slowing down, and at this point thats all i can really ask for lol.

so yeah. if u were wondering why i suddenly stopped posting after literal years of posting every day, thats why LMAO

#dark lord saltine #ik this is a massive overshare but fuck it #lifes been fucking hard lol #i have legit been saying ''everything happens so much'' since this all kicked off lmao #its sort of the family motto at this point

[hashtagdrivebywrites]

Y'all bear with me on my bad phone pictures and excessive notes lmao, but, uh, ask and you shall receive.

Here's my concept art for Jason in my fic Imprint, where he's a halfa and Danny's biological dad and the king father/king regent? of the infinite realms.

Here's the first ever sketch I did somewhere around chapter 2 or 3:

Featuring larval Ghost!Jason, Pit madness/Lazarus Water and little bitty Ghost!Danny.

I was already thinking about the possibility of a crown but didn't know what to do with it yet so I just left a halo as a placeholder DBZ-style, which you'll see in the next few concept stages until I finish the latest one.

Ah, the oldest concept I had for the Pit is that it laid dormant in Jason's mind and would physically pull itself out of his head, which is why it's kind of half melded with Jason's helmet in this one. And I'm still kind of considering that idea, but I'm leaning more towards it coming from the bulk of Jason's body instead, as we see it in chapter 8 of Imprint when readers get to see Jason's ghost nonsense from an outside perspective. They (the Pit) is definitely more tiger-like now, and you'll catch a glimpse of a sketch dump where I'm trying to get a handle on tiger shape language (?). They'll still be water based and colored like the pits/a lagoon. It may be hard to picture- just trust me.

Uhhh let's see....the "lantern ribcage" is a part of the design that's really important to me so you'll see me consistently playing with it as I go through these early concepts. That's his core nestled in the lower part of his ribs, visible but protected behind the iron cage of his bones.

I wanted to incorporate Jason's helmet and other parts of his vigilante/hero uniforms in his ghost form since that part of his life is deeply personal to him.

I also knew that I wanted him to have a very monstrous aspect to his design- and I can't resist slapping pointy teeth on any of my concepts that deviate from being strictly human. So those aren't going away. Nostrils to breathe smoke and fire so Jason can better emote with most of his face being metal.

Danny's default ghost form, opposed to Jason's will still kinda be the one he has in his original dimension- black and white suit and the classic DP symbol on the chest, but probably better armored and with a bat emblem thrown in somewhere. So thats what I drew him with here- though little kid sized, with an added black streak in his hair to complete the inverse of the Lazarus Pit streak he has in human form.

In ghost form, when Jason needs precision, his go-to weapon will be the All Blades, which I have kinda illustrated here.

I may kinda set the bones of this design aside to use as a more humanoid ghost form that's closer to his living form, but that's still up in the air.

Here's concept 2, which I did on chapter...5? I think? Which is when I decided I wanted to make Jason's most comfortable ghost form to be kinda big and outrageous:

This one's got some notes doodled around it- but I'll type them out in case you can't read my handwriting.

Jason was definitely leaning more toward dragon (and I'm still trying to find the balance between dragon and phoenix that works nicely for him, but we're getting there.)

I decided not to put heat pits on his face recently so that the parts of his head modeled after the helmet are smooth metal armor. I tried to elongate the head but still keep the lines of his helmet in the design.

This is also the first time I started messing with horns- which have been bent in just about every direction at this point trying to make them mesh well with the rest of his design. The uppermost notes in the image mention basing the shape of his horns off of one of his weapons. I thought that the flaming all blades would just be overkill at that point and decided to play with using the Kris knife he gets from the League. Which is....still overkill but it's less fire to draw, so we'll call it a even. There is also a note on my decision to make his horns into a pair only because of being Bruce's second son and the second Robin. (I have put way too much fucking thought into this if you haven't figured that out already).

Tried a different look for the teeth and ended up scrapping it.

I also started leaning more into making his back look as messed up as possible at this point and started thinking of the....mountain range in plated rows like a croc's back.

And here's concept 3, which also starts playing with colors and the all-tail, no-legs look that I decided to stick with:

This is definitely the biggest jump between concepts so far and was sketched up while writing chapter 7, which I think is the first time we get to experience his ghost forms (there's 2 that we saw in that chapter).

So I continued to smooth and lengthen the head and tried a different thing with the teeth- which I kept. I also felt a lot better about the lines from the helmet with this concept. I tried curling his kris knife horns forward, trying to play with their form. Those have changed since.

This is the first time I added hair, but it's hard to see. He, like Danny, has an inversed streak of black at the front of his 'do to reflect the Lazarus stripe.

Again with the halo placeholder because I was still on the fence about the crown. Started trying to make the mountains of his spine more volcanic looking. Don't know if I'm keeping that or not yet.

So the three major differences between this and it's predecessors is the 1) mantle of smoke that is constantly being expelled from his body that is supposed to imitate a kinds cloak/mantle; 2) the tail, which has since been changed into a fiery tail instead of a ghostly one; and 3) I slapped his Robin 'R' from the movie UTRH on him to make this form more...him, I guess, and also to make Bruce cry like a baby.

So the things that I have changed is the ribcage, the shape of the horns, the crown (which finally has a rough design and a name based on the fight he has to win to earn it- yes, I already have that arc scribbled out and will most likely be adding it into the story) and I added some extra stuff to the face to match the written descriptions in Imprint.

SO. -Claps hands together- I'd love to hear your thoughts on everything, and I am always interested in hearing how y'all have interpreted these characters for yourselves.

If this is something you want me to do again with other character designs, let me know and I will. I am working on Jason, of course, and the Pit, Frankie boy, Danny's big long boi form, Gotham and some other odds and ends.

(Whoops forgot tags again)

#fanart #fanfic art #Hashtagdrivebywrites #Imprint fic #dpxdc #dp x dc #danny phantom #fanfic #ao3 #batman #jason todd #Danny Fenton #Lazarus Pit #all blades #traditional art #sketch #Honestly really nervous to post these #It's been a REALLY long time y'all #But here they are

[rui-drawsbox]

Okay obligatory DnD person as per the Dungon Meshi post(dnd/fantasy au + our life is amazing and I love it) but also I just wanted to say that there is a subclass of elves in dnd called aquatic elves that are kind of a happy mix between a mermaid and a, well, normal elf. I stick more towards spooky rather than nautical campaigns myself, so I’m not too familiar, but if I remember correctly they’re amphibious but with two legs rather than full mermaid.

Also obviously please ignore if you have different ideas but based off of what people have written about battle roles I could absolutely see some subclasses for the four!

Derek I could absolutely see as a Paladin(subclass possibly being oath of devotion or glory) basically the more defensive tank guys bound by an oath they make to themselves or someone important to them, which gives them a little spellcasting as well as actual auras that buff their allies later on.

Baxter I could see being a Bard (College of Swords), or what I kind of think of as a sort of battledancer. It would be a little less of a full spellcaster, but you can do special flourishes when fighting with a rapier which I always imagine as pseudo-dancing, plus he’d still get all the flashy bard spells. And to top it off, Bards actually use their charm(charisma stat) to cast spells which just screams Baxter to me.

Cove is a little harder but if you were going with him having a fish/animal companion while still being a melee fighter a Ranger(Beastmaster or Swarmkeeper) would be a good fit IMO, obviously with the Cove Creater he’s harder to pin than Baxter or Derek, but Ranger is pretty flexible. You basically get to choose a companion that’s from the land, air, or sea; and they can help you out in battle and follow you around, or as Swarmkeeper he could have his swarm be a school of fish.

Ruri is obviously a bit harder because you know your OC best, but if you really wanted to lean into more into the familiar/animal buddy route. Druid(circle of the shepherd) is always a fun choice! It’s kind of like the more spellcaster version of rangers’ Swarmkeeper where you can summon a lot of critters while still having some super strong elemental spells.

But anyway! I hope this wasn’t too long, I saw some (kinda) DnD our life content and I couldn’t resist! But thank you again for the adorable art of the main boys(and your lovely OC!) in a fantasy setting!

Second ask from dnd anon:

Oh! DnD anon part two!

But basically the theoretical party composition would look like:

Derek = Tank/Damage

Cove = Weapon Damage/Companion(s)

Baxter = Spells/Weapon Damage

and Ruri = Healing/Spells.

Also one last note about Druid is while druids have a lot of elemental spells (create water, spike growth, etc.), they also have the ability to do something called wildshape, where they can shapeshift into an animal for either out of battle(wildshape into a mouse to get under the crack in a door, then returning to normal and unlocking it) or battle (at later levels imagine fighting a spellcasting bear or even dragon) but also has more silly implications like wild shaping into a songbird to sing with Baxter, or a cat or sloth to ride on Cove’s shoulder.

got these asks a few days ago but i let them marinate in my brain hope you dont mind anon KJDSAUH

anyways AQUATIC ELF THATS PERFECT i tried to stick to what i knew about dumenshi rules in that post but for my first fantasy AU ideas i was going to do Cove a half mermaid (Cliff human x mermaid Kyra or elf Kyra [shes just so pretty its insane] x mermaid Cliff) that lived in a house right on the beach lmao, im happy that actually makes sense somewhere in dnd

i tried to look at the aquatic elves wiki from the forgotten realms fandom and omg so much text in the main page

also paladin Derek canon‼‼ imagine he does his oath to his brothers right after something dangerous happens to them when they were kids (im not saying his parents should die but im not saying they shouldnt--)

and bam!! tragic backstory 10x worse than his canon that is already bad enough :DD (try to make him feel less responsable now i wanna see that)

baxter turn rn. DO YOU THINK HE WOULD PLAY VIOLIN? I WANNA SEE THAT (<-this person didnt thought about drawing him with an instrument until it was time to write her thoughts) anyway it would def be a fancy instrument, daddy and mommy wanted to keep appearances i bet

one his spells makes his sword and moves shine and when hes under the sun his enemies become fucking blind

everything about him screams I HAVE MONEY but everytime people try to rob him he just rolls a nat20 in persuasion and they end up giving him money

and omg just imagine Cove's school of fish are all his pet fishes from the game JGASDFJK

im also. not discussing roles when the most i know about dnd is bg3 and i just finished 2 playthroughs. if you say ruri is a druid she's a druid, she makes super artsy flower fields and decorates every tree she sees with organical paint or smth jkfhds

Ruri's forest has a tree that connects with the ocean and they both just hangout sometimes (as if theyre not together 60% of the time already)

DRUID RURI THAT LIKES TO BRAID COVE'S HAIR WITH LITTLE POPPIES‼‼‼

MERMAID COVE THAT LETS RURI (otter form!!) RIDE HIS BACK WHILE HE SWIMS‼‼‼‼

mermaid cove humming a song and ruri falling to the river in trance/j

anyways anon i agree with everything tbh, there's so many ways to do a fantasy AU and i adore the dnd version (id kill for a dnd group or smth in my city)

i also have another fantasy au more vanilla but not-really. basically isekai baxter LMAO mostly an excuse to make ruri and baxter being domestic but before baxter developed any real domestic skill JHASFD

#rui draw smth #our life #olba #our life: beginnings & always #baxter ward #cove holden #derek suarez #our life mc #olba mc #anyways mermaid cove will always be on the back of my brain waiting until i feel like drawing him #for baxter and cove i just say silly stupid things and when it's derek's turn i kill his parents. lovely

[subbyalbedo]

Hisoka relationship hcs (sfw)

Somehow I haven't really written hcs before but here we go

Also first non smut post wtf am I doing with my life??

Warnings: probably cursing but idrk, no outright smut but a couple sexual phrases i guess, Hisoka is a warning in and of himself

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This man

idk how to start this but

You'd definitely have a cat together (sorry if you're allergic 😐)

He's such a cat person, and I feel like when you're chilling at home he'll just look at it 👀 for like hours until it gets a little freaked out and hides from him

he might challenge it to a fight...since that's how he is (you'll have to make sure he doesn't get bored and kill it 😬)

But he'll be great at playing w it tho, he'll set up elaborate hunts and things for it so it's never bored

The poor creature will be a lil bit traumatized but at least it'll get its exercise in 💀

anyway, away from the subject of cats

Unlike what many people believe, I don't think you have to be op and a amazing fighter to get him to be attracted to you

Actually I think he's even more intrigued when he notices someone for reasons other than their fighting abilities

He wants to know more

He's definitely very physical, he's always finding one way or another to be touching you, whether in public or alone

And this is the kind of relationship that is mutually yandere

He will not hesitate to kill anyone he deems as 'too close' to you, and if you do the same, it's a major turn on for him

He's always with you, 24/7 (but if you need some space he's fine with roaming for a while, he might disappear for a few weeks but he doesn't get offended that you need your space)

OH AND THIS MAN

Whenever he wants your attention, or he wants to be closer to you

h-he

he will

p-pull you towards him with his bungee gum 🤭

And don't let him find out you're into it or else he'll start doing it ALL. THE . TimE.

Oh, and when he's fighting? He KNOWS when you're watching. He'll make sure to save the dramatic finish for when you're paying attention.

And then he winks or bows or something at the end to make you laugh which makes his grin widen

this guy

everyone thinks you're insane for dating him but the insanity is what makes you a perfect match for him

Also, he would be into all different kinds of music

so whatever you like, he enjoys too

You can bop with him to all your favorite songs, and just have the best time fooling around with him

You probably don't spend much time in each place, due to Hisoka's...lifestyle? So there may be a lot of moving involved

But anything you wanna try w him in cool new locations, he's willing and eager to do it all with you

He takes you out for manicures and gets matching nails with you every so often

Pull his hair. Trust me. Just do it.

Sometimes he makes you mad on purpose to get you to scold him because thats just the hottest thing ever to him

Since he's so clingy and touch starved he will force you to cuddle with him

But it's okay because he's weirdly comfortable

He will flex in front of you just to see you drool over his muscles

and he's flexible, so he stretches and watches your reaction too

lmao and cooking

This could go either way

He's either the best cook ever without trying, or he has never tried and never will

And this guy is the sassiest bitch ever

He is always snarking at the worst times

And if you guys are across the room from each other you have silent conversations with your eyes just knowing exactly what the other is thinking

No matter how far into this relationship you are, he will never stop flirting with you shamelessly

He switches between big spoon and little spoon, but is always so cuddly and cozy

And if you're even half the amount of clingy that he is, he's over the moon

He absolutely loves whenever you initiate contact

OOOO and carnival dates (I have to lean into the aesthetic here) but he's the best bf for those ever

Overall, he's just the most amazing person ever

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Woah first non smut piece of writing eVeR

I love Hisoka so fucking much. He's probably my favorite of my 100+ anime boyfies (I have a list)

Anyway, if you liked these hcs, feel free to request other ones! I'm taking a break from full fics for a while because writers block is a bitch, but I'm gonna try out headcannons for a while

#hisoka #hisoka morow #hisoka morrow x reader #headcanon #relationship headcanons #hunter x hunter #hxh

[martyrmystik]

I think Tumblr needs to know about my dumbass Poppy Playtime AU I literally JUST made today so uhm... Here's the AU I've been hyperfixating on-

More information under the cut!

This is the first half of the Smiling Critters references (I loved making their designs omg)

Basically to summarize why they are a significant part in this AU:

This is an AU where the Smiling Critters survive, using anything and everything they can to continue to do so. It's a small resistance group (hence the AU name, "RESISTANCE") trying to fight against The Prototype! They still have their dynamics and everything else but they have more freedom to express themselves (hence, the clothes and accessories. And how Kickin' Chicken is wearing two bandana's because yes, he is extra.) AFTER the events of The Hour of Joy. By that time they were like what? 1st-2nd graders considering the experiments that were done? Now they are more like teenagers in this AU since I still follow the plot-line of the actual Poppy Playtime story taking place 10 years later-.

As for how the group works, everybody has their own little role and is in charge of something, they aren't made useless as it is a group based off of teamwork and friendship (despite the casualties.) Here's some of the roles they fall into:

(IF I SEE ANYBODY SEXUALIZE THESE CHARACTERS ISTG. THATS ICKY AND GROSS and I will make sure you get smited by lightning, because even if these guys are aged up THEY ARE STILL MINORS!!!)

Kickin Chicken: The vice president if you will, the leaders right hand man. (Because Dogday is the leader.) He's kind of full of himself but the confidence and pep talks help the team keep motivated, even if he is a bit self-centered

Bobby Bearhug: Assistant to Kickin Chicken (although they have a rivalry.) and also the medic. Is also the one who helps Dogday with anything considering in this AU he still has half of him torn off. (More on Dogday in his own section sometime later)

Hoppy Hopscotch: Basically explores the facility in any area at any time to gather new information on ways to try and get out (all of them are actively looking to escape btw!)

Craftycorn: Maps out stuff (maps, plans, other things) using her drawing abilities, although she also acts as the therapist friend because her art is soothing to others.

Bubba Bubbaphant: THE LITERAL. EMBODIMENT. OF. THE NERD EMOJI. He is a actual know-it-all which can come in handy but that makes him seem like a dick sometimes because of his knowledge.

Picky Piggy: I don't really have anything important to add to her, since I want to keep some of her lore a secret [might be revealed through the ask page I just set up for the AU on my page] HOWEVER she is the chef of the group and is literally the only one that can cook, if anybody else tried they'd all get food poisoning LMAO.

Here's some extra things in this AU that won't go in my other posts about this AU (maybe):

(So take notes if you want.)

- Catnap is redeemed, but it takes a VERY long time for him to get out of "old habits" as I'm going to word it. (Without spoiling too much of what I have planned.)

- I don't know what to plan for The Prototype yet but I'm talking with a couple of my mutuals on discord so maybe I'll figure it out eventually

- Dogday can normally stand and do other things because of the belts he has, however he can't put them on for too long (for like at max, more than 4 hours a day.) because they will wear into the plush, and he needs to put the belts on tight or they will come loose. He only uses such method when the group goes to hunt for food or similar activities, otherwise, he just uses a wheelchair when in the groups safe environment (the Playhouse!)

- This is going to be a shock to some people, but there is NO player character in this AU, not only is this a what if the Smiling Critters survived, but it's also a what if the player character never returned to Playtime Co.! This does come with some issues, like on how the asks are going to work, but trust me, I got everything taken care of when it comes to that!

- There also isn't really any shipping in this AU at all, I'm focusing on the story/friendship dynamics more than that, so if somehow you were looking for Dogday X Catnap this is, unfortunately not the place for that.

- This AU also has the personal interpretation of Dogday being part of the experiments some of the orphanage kids faced, as I don't really vibe with the idea that Dogday might be a Playtime Co. worker??? I don't know, I'm sticking with my idea for now but I will be keeping a close eye on canon if anything confirms or denies it, and I may adjust the AU accordingly if that's the case.

- Future posts may or may not contain other Poppy Playtime characters but the main focus is the Smiling Critters and The Prototype.

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References of Dogday and Catnap are already done but I may wait a bit on Tumblr to see how well this AU is being received :)

(I spent 6 hours on all references in total 😭😭😭)

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #chapter 3 poppy playtime #kickinchicken #bobby bearhug #hoppy hopscotch #bubba bubbaphant #craftycorn #picky piggy #dogday #catnap #poppy playtime au #/// time for the personal tags! 🐈‍⬛🎉🎉🎉 #\\\ 🗯 #POPPY PLAYTIME : RESISTANCE AU #POPPY PLT : RESISTANCE AU #MARTYRMYSTIK'S AU'S #MARTYRMYSTIK'S MAIN PROJECTS #CONSISTANTLY UPDATED PROJECTS | MARTYRMYSTIK 🎉 #THIS PROJECT MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS #MAY CONTAIN SENSITIVE CONTENT (IN THE FUTURE) BE WARNED

[gomzdrawfr]

Dragon!Price x Corvid!Raven AU

This brainrot has tAKEN OVER MY HEAD I SWEAR

bonus + some story if you're interested

bonus

okay so, the idea is that Raven is...predominantly a Raven hybrid(LMAO) but I figured to incorporate some of the Crow and Magpie habits into her

Basically, Raven's been travelling around after she was nearly killed by her kind(hence the scar on her face and the single wing - also a tribute to her actual lore where her back was stabbed), barely able to survive until she stumbled upon Price's den, and WOAH THATS A LOTTA GOLD

so it started off small, where she steals some gold, just enough to survive the week, but then the curiosity grew and she finds herself back to the den, over and over again

I mean there's so much more than just gold coins, there was a bunch of other treasures alike and they're all. so. shiny.

How could she resist?

and so day by day, she explores the den, it's absolutely massive, sometimes she might even slide down those piles of coins for fun

one day a glint caught her attention, it looked like a porcelain pale owl mask, and when she tries it on it was a perfect fit, she kept it afterwards.

the owner of the den seemingly never once appeared no matter how long she waited, and so she assumes it was a long lost forgotten treasure someone had.

she didnt had the intention to steal everything no, in all honestly the den was located somewhere far and dark, and it was only accessible by a very small hole that she squeezed herself through in her full bird form.

it was a safe place to stay and so she did.

until one day when she on her usual walk and picking up a crown that the pile of gold coins shifted, and it reveals......

bright orange scales.

and an eye, which opened once the gold coins stopped.

little did she know, the owner of the den, Dragon!Price has been hibernating beneath the treasures, and now he was awaken by a pesky bird.

YES think about that one scene in Hobbit this was 100% inspired by it

some Dragon!Price hc in this au:

used to take part in battles and territorial fights, which results in many scars, especial the one in his left eyes, one of those fight eventually results him to lost a wing(yes, bluegiragi with their single wing Price for credit)

prefer to be in his hybrid form where his half human half dragon, because being a big lizard boy takes up hella space and hard to satiate his hunger

but he does hibernate as a dragon cuz well he's home, and it feels great to be weighted down by all his treasures

very greedy, if he wants something he'll get it, also dragon hoarding tendencies

havent thought about this but I reckon this so call "den" is just a big hole underneath a castle maybe - ah well just yoinking Hobbit's Lonely Mountain

also possessive :]

Raven herself has shiny fur...and he loves shiny too....so..... :p

#gummmyart #doodle #pLEASEEE im so ill #the size differences....urhhkjahkjshd #damn i need to control myself im on main #anyways #my oc #my oc art #cod oc #cod oc art #au #fantasy au i guess #but in a modern settings #maybe #man idk i just want dragon and raven together PFT #[oc]Raven #Raven[oc] #captain john price x oc #john price x oc #RavenPrice #PriceRaven