#these lines want to wiggle

[theopteryx]

fig faeth from fantasy high! 😈 colored using the how-to video @shoomlah posted here which was a fun way to step out of my normal process. i’m kind of hooked!

#fig faeth #fantasy high #dimension 20 #tiefling #dnd #process video #every time i use the little round default procreate brush as the sketching brush i like the results so much more #than the pencils #i need to remember to keep trying it #i think in my head i wish that i had the skills of a very delicate and precise line artist #but i do not #these lines want to wiggle #but i think it loosens me up in a way i actually like! #and considering i'm in a phase right now #where i'm very frustrated with a lot of aspects of my own stuff #it's nice! #anyway i'm finally watching season 2 and i just love them all so much #but especially fig #:) #1k #2k

[starry-bi-sky]

tales of the passerine - danny fenton being bruce wayne's first kid

okay okay. so this is like a continuation/elaboration of my oneshot/prompt i wrote about the idea that Danny was the first batkid. We have a lot of aus where he joins the family after the rest of the bats do, right? So hey! Lets shake things up a bit. Danny is the first to be adopted by Bruce Wayne.

Danny's parents and unfortunately Jazz die shortly after the events of TUE -- how so? I was gonna say an ecto-filter explosion, that would call back to the TUE explosion and trauma behind that. But lets do something new! Carbon-monoxide poisoning.

It's not too unexpected for something to break in the Fenton house, especially with the Fenton parents' questionable understanding of proper weapon handling and lab safety. The water heater broke from a stray shot by one of the weapons, and was promptly MacGyver'd incorrectly. Danny went to stay with Tucker for a guys' night, and came back to a dead silent house.

(Danny's neighbors got a very unfortunate shock when he ran to the next house over in hysterics.)

There was a lot of shuffling around with CPS, the police. People had to be called in to handle the equipment in the lab, and the GIW was rumoring to show up in aid to clearing the scene. When Danny heard of that, he immediately went and dismantled the ghost portal to the best of his abilities. He burned the physical blueprints of all his parents' inventions, their blueprints on the ghost portal, and their most dangerous weapons were destroyed beyond recognition. Anything to prevent the GIW from getting their hands on his parents' tech.

It opened up another investigation, but he was not under the list of suspects. He was placed in the care of Vlad Masters, where they then went back to the rebuilt castle mansion in Wisconsin. Danny, terrified of the future that has once passed and may do so again, shuts down in his grief. Inadvertently, he ends up somewhat repressing his ghost half. Something Vlad, who is grieving Madeline but relishing in Jack's demise and his custody of Daniel, is not very happy with.

Vlad's... gone into a bit of a mental health spiral. He's becoming increasingly possessive over Daniel, the final remnants of his friends and a liminal being like him. He doesn't like that Danny's repressing his ghost half -- both out of genuine concern as a ghost, but also because of his desire to control Danny and groom him into the perfect son. If you ever had a phase where you read Dark SBI found family fics, first off; me too bro, and second off; those are the vibes I'm thinking of.

Danny's mentally shut down from grief! And fear. He's dropped into a bad depressive state -- paralyzed with grief and the terror of the inevitable. Clockwork saved his parents because he believes in second chances, but what's the point of that when his family ended up dead anyways? Danny doesn't wanna believe that he's destined to become evil, and he's holding out onto that hope, but it's a thin line, and he feels utterly hopeless and trapped. He hasn't used his powers or ghost form since he trashed the lab, and Vlad has alarms set up to prevent him from trying to escape.

He's also unintentionally cut off Sam and Tucker -- both of whom are so scared and concerned for Danny too, and are trying their damndest to reach out to him. He keeps ignoring their texts. Danny basically haunts Vlad's manor. He goes out to eat if he has to, attends parties Vlad drags him to, and stays in his room all day if he can.

At parties, Vlad doesn't allow Danny to leave his side, or really talk to anyone -- not that Danny wants to. A product of Vlad's increasing possessiveness. Well, he almost doesn't let Danny leave his side. Danny has a habit of slipping off to hide somewhere for the parties whenever he can, and Vlad reluctantly allows it so long as he stays alone.

This becomes an advantage when eventually, Bruce Wayne returns to Gotham after missing for years, and holds a bright charity ball to celebrate the return. Vlad has been chomping at the bits to get his hands on Wayne Industries, and with the return of its owner there is no better opportunity to wipe out his rival. He goes, and he as normal, brings Daniel with him.

Vlad thinks Wayne will bleed his little heart out for Daniel's poor orphan sob story -- he's a fellow orphan himself, after all. He's not wrong; Wayne's little heart will bleed, just not in the way that benefits him.

Bruce sees Vlad and Danny approaching before they're even close enough to introduce themselves - and like with many of the children he will soon come to care for, it's like someone set a mirror into the past right in front of him.

Danny Fenton's suit is tailor-made for him, and despite the fact that it's his perfect size, the sag in his shoulders, the ducked down head, and the way he hunches into himself all pictures the image of a child in shoes too big for him. There's a far away, glazed over look in his eyes and grief marble-cut into the lines of his face. There's not enough makeup in the world that will hide the dark circles under his eyes.

("My nephew, Daniel Fenton." Vlad's hands are possessive on Danny's shoulders. Bruce immediately notices the way the boy tenses under his touch. "His parents passed recently, and as his godfather I was designated his guardian.") ("I'm so sorry, the loss must've been terrible.") ("Yes, carbon-monoxide poisoning caused it. Daniel was out with friends, when he came home... they had already passed.") (Bruce immediately dislikes that Vlad shared the details of their death unprompted -- he likes it even less when Danny flinches at the reminder and hunches into himself.)

Danny runs off at some point earlier into the charity. At this point, parties are still being held at Wayne Manor (because iirc google search mentioned that was a thing at first before it was changed), so he disappears and hides in one of the empty rooms nearby. It just so happens to be the same room Bruce Wayne hides in when he needs a break from all of the socialization.

Thus begins a long, long process of trust. Bruce can't reveal his hand as being smarter than he looks, but he can be compassionate. Kindness needs no measure of intelligence. He keeps Danny company for as long as he can before he runs the risk of being found.

Rinse and repeat. Vlad insistently wants Wayne Industries, and he'll go to as many Wayne parties as he can to get his hooks into the man. The problem is that Bruce Wayne is never alone, and getting him alone is impossible. Finding him too. It's like the man never stops moving. Always talking to someone, always circling somewhere. He orbits around the room as if he isn't the sun of the Gotham Elite's solar system.

Danny's had such repetitive behavior that Vlad never thinks to believe that Bruce Wayne is disappearing to go talk to him. That "Vlad's" son is even interacting with him at all. Danny never gives him a reason to think so, and neither does Bruce.

Danny doesn't actually acknowledge Bruce until a handful of parties in, where he hands Bruce a small slip of paper he smuggled in that says; "don't trust Vlad". Danny's face stays carefully blank, but he's so tense that his hands are trembling, and he's purposely looking away from him. Bruce plasters a smile onto his face, slips the paper into his pocket, and tells him "okay".

(he's been busy with his own goals with the mafia, but he sets aside time to investigate Vlad Masters. He was holding off. Until now.)

Danny does eventually start speaking to Bruce, he's starting to really like the guy. He's starting to see a little hope, even as Vlad is starting to get more and more agitated with him the more he refuses to use his powers.

He reaches out to Sam and Tucker again, and starts trying to reconnect with them. Vlad has spyware on his phone, and he limits the amount of times he can talk to them. A weird parental control lock of some sort that leaves a time limit on how long he can talk to them for. 30 minutes. Danny doesn't tell them anything about Mr. Wayne.

Danny, slowly, wants out of here, and he's slowly gathering the motivation to do it. Vlad is genuinely scaring him -- and Danny wonders just how truthful the past-future Vlad was when he told him that Danny wanted his ghost half separate. He starts trying to come up with an escape plan.

Vlad has anti-ghost wards everywhere around the mansion, and while they're always on, they boost to full power at sunset. The doors and windows are always locked, all main exits have alarms set on them. The only reason it's not super extensive is because Danny hasn't tried leaving at all yet, so Vlad hasn't had to tighten anything.

At night, Vlad locks the door to his room and puts up an anti-ghost ward around the room. The mansion is on the outside westward side of Madison, more entrenched in rural Wisconsin. The closest town is a four-way stop sign with one house on three corners, and an open bar on the fourth. Not much to go.

He refuses to go to Sam and Tucker; Vlad would look there first. It's too dangerous. Vlad would sound alarm bells and have a manhunt looking for him, Danny can't risk going just anywhere. Too much risk of being found, sold out, or caught. There's really nowhere for him to hide.

Until there is. Bruce is telling Danny about the history of Wayne Manor, and says, as casually as saying the weather; "The manor has dozens of empty rooms, I'm sure Alfred wouldn't mind filling another one if he could." And quietly, hesitantly, Bruce places a careful hand on Danny's shoulder, unrestrictive and gentle; "He wouldn't mind getting one ready for you if you need one."

And there it is. There's his out.

Danny, just as quietly, replies; "I'll keep that in mind."

The ball starts rolling.

Now I've been trying to summarize this au as much as possible for length convenience, but Vlad has been steadily growing more and more controlling. More emotionally manipulative. More agitated at Danny for not using his powers.

He wants Wayne Industries under his thumb but he's been steadily growing more and more concerned with Danny. He's started grabbing him, yanking him around, shaking him; trying to goad him into using his powers. He gets angry when Danny doesn't react, or tells him he doesn't want to use his powers. He hasn't outright attacked him, but he's getting there. This has been happening over the time it takes for Bruce to indirectly offer Danny sanctuary at his home.

It all comes to a head when Vlad stops going to parties at all -- something Danny has to pretend he isn't upset about -- because Vlad doesn't want him around other people anymore. Vlad rarely goes now without him, and only leaves to go to a Wayne function or to handle something at VladCo.

Danny can't wait for Vlad to leave long enough to escape. So he leaves during the night of a big storm. Vlad's locked him in his room, but Danny doesn't bother trying to go for it; he goes to the alarmed window instead. Danny's been repressing his ghost half so long that he can't access his powers immediately anymore -- he can feel it, he knows its there, but he can't quite reach it.

He breaks the lock by hand.

Immediately the alarm goes off through the entire castle, filling the room with red, and he scrambles for the rope the Wisconsin Ghost left for him a few months back. Danny's already out and climbing down the side of the castle before Vlad even reaches his door -- the only good thing about the entire room being ghost-proof is that Vlad can't get in that way.

The rope ends before it reaches the bottom, and he's still twenty feet in the air. It won't kill him if he lands it right. Danny takes his chances, and drops. He breaks his ankle, but he survives.

And he fucking books it to the back garden. He hears Vlad shrieking over the thunder and rain.

I'll save the full experience for a future oneshot, but Danny makes it out into the nearby woods and forcibly experiences what it's like to be in a horror game, trying to hide from the thing that's hunting you. There's only one thing going through his mind; "i'm going to die"

I have this mental image for this scene. Very stereotypical horror imo. Where Danny is hiding behind a tree, with a hand over his mouth, and Vlad is a few feet away from him, glowing ominously red through the trees, trying to search for him.

Danny doesn't get away from this unscathed, but he does get away alive. That's all he could ask for. He gets away by getting his ghost half awakened long enough to transform into Phantom and fly to Gotham.

But he gets to Wayne Manor, he gets to Bruce. Or, at least, Alfred answers the door from his insistent pounding. Danny's just in tears and Alfred gets him in the living room, wrapped in a towel, with ice on his swollen leg before he has to step out and alert Bruce.

Bruce already breaks multiple traffic laws on a nightly basis. And that's just with the sheer existence of the batmobile itself, not including the speeding and military artillery attached. He breaks double the amount trying to speed back to the cave and get out of the suit.

Right off the bat: Bruce will know, at least before Dick enters the picture, about danny's powers. He'll figure out something considering the fact that Danny traveled from Wisconsin to New York in a single night. That'll be a bit of complicated affair, but I've already got something in mind.

Actually it'll probably be very soon after Danny joins the family, because Bruce tries to offer to fight for custody for Danny - the state Danny was in at arrival is clear enough evidence for a trial. But Danny immediately shuts it down, says it's not going to work and then Vlad will know Danny's with him and he won't be safe. He tells him that Vlad cannot know Danny was with Bruce.

Danny's biggest regret was not telling his parents he was a halfa, and while he doesn't want to tell mister wayne (yet), he does tell him about Vlad being one. He needs to know why Danny can't be seen with Bruce. So he tells him, and Danny's current plan is to just hide out from Vlad until he turns 18. That way, he has no more legal jurisdiction over him. After that? He's not sure.

And to wrap this up, since this has already gotten very long and I can make more posts about this au later; I've thought about it, and I'm going to say that Danny does become a vigilante before Dick enters the scene. He goes by, as you probably guessed; Nightingale. "Gale" for short.

#dpxdc #dp x dc #danny fenton is not the ghost king #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc crossover #tales of the passerine au #i dont want to overemphasize how much vlad sucks but also i dont want to downplay it. but also i didn't wanna make this post too long #i didn't emphasize enough on vlad's possessiveness but i wanted to make this post as general enough as possible for the au. #for some more wiggle room in the future if i make more posts about this au. #the consequences for Danny repressing himself was not a concern i was focused on for the post but i am thinking about it and mulling it ove #i'll be blunt my main specific reason for why this occurs shortly after tue is bc it means dani doesn't exist yet and it means i dont have #to include her in the continuation of this au. i love that girl but she's a dead weight. i dont wanna come up with an elaborate reason as #to why she's not in the picture when i can just say 'she never created in the first place' instead. i don't have anything for her to do #I don't want to risk giving her a poor plot line just so that she exists in au. #sometimes i really hate just how long my posts get. i feel like it kills my engagement. but i also don't want to make posts that have #a part 1 and part 2 just because I think it got too long. #i feel kinda bad for having Danny take the spot of 'first partner' from Dick. But that was part of the reason i was inspired to make this a #i've already got the skeleton of a reasoning for danny becoming a vigilante being made in my head. #He can't go by Phantom since that risks drawing Vlad's attention -- a new vigilante showing up in Gotham. a place the visited frequently #who goes by the name Phantom? He'd be on that faster than chickens on meat. and nightingale has familial meaning behind it due to being #part of an ancestral name. it follows robin's theme of using it to honor his parents while still having its own unique enough lore to stand #on its own without feeling like a cheap copy. plus the bonus meta reason that it follows the bird theme. which personally is vital to me #my other alternative to Nightingale is Sparrow. mostly because it has good phonetic structure for a hero name. not too many syllables #a good balance of consonants and vowels. dont want a hero name with too many syllables or unbalanced consonants. or worse; both. #my reasonings is that hero names should be easy for a civ or teammate to yell while still being understood. max amount of syllables before #it threatens to become too wordy is 3. If it goes over 3 it should have a balanced consonant-vowel ratio. Wonder Woman is a good example #some things got cut here that were in the initial oneshot. like danny giving bruce his physical ghost core and showing up bloody. #the first son au

[cogentranting]

Look I know that Strange New Worlds is supposed to be the same continuity as TOS but also I categorically reject that.

This isn't the same Christine Chapel. Key members of the crew could not have been good friends with Khan's great great granddaughter. Spock and Christine were not ever together. The gorn didn't threaten war with the federation years before "Arena." Christopher Pike is not significantly older than Kirk. Sam Kirk was not old friends with Pike. This isn't even really the same Spock.

And I don't mean any of that as a negative. I LOVE what Strange New Worlds is doing. La'An is fantastic. Christine's a lot of fun and I like her and Spock together. The gorn make a great villain.

The differences don't make me mad-- I LIKE them and I want them to lean into them. Not because I dislike TOS's version, but because it's fun to see a different version of things and I want them to have the freedom to explore whatever relationships or character growth or world development they want. It's super fun.

So regardless of what the writers say, I'M going to treat it like a separate continuity akin to what the Kelvin timeline movies did. And if that approach ends up breaking my heart then so be it.

#snw #it might break my heart primarily in that i really really like spock and christine as a couple and #i really really want la'an and kirk to be a couple #and if they want this show to eventually line up with tos neither of those things can last #also just. lining up with tos doesn't allow spock room for character growth #because in tos his arc STARTS at the beginning of the show because of course it does #so already what the show has done with him doesn't line up #but you can't have spock as a major character without taking him somewhere #and uhura and christine are less central characters in tos so there's more wiggle room for them #but not with spock #their only other alternative would be to give spock some major character regression as the show gets further #but i don't want that. does anyone want that? #it would effectively render any arcs he had within snw as pointless

[akkivee]

🫨🫨🫨

#this is vee speaking #new emoji featuring some kuukous that had me QUAKING #lol i want to see how i vibe with the new emojis so apologies if they don’t show up because they’re new 🙇‍♀️ #i think i might be using this one for *excited wiggling* and/or *excited vibrating* lol #there’s a new lip biting one where i actively censored myself lol but v nice to know how naturally that one came to me #that means i need to hope that when we get new bat art i’ll be sound of mind enough NOT to use it LOL #anyway i really the modelling gems card line esp the evolved one but i recently cried over so i’m giving the pre evolved one some love lol #i wish i was chad enough to level up kuukou to level 30 in arb but i’m not even tho i want him so bad 😔 #halloween kuukou lmao #i love the 2.5 anniversary line sm whether he’s looking down on me or is looking very villainous #i support him when he gives the ‘evil’ in ‘evil monk’ and he should do it more lmao #kuukous that had me 🫨🫨🫨 #c: kuukou👑

[sucre-blue]

gotta stop waking up at 2am brain firing on all pistons immediately ping ponging back and forth between two radically different ship content ideas

#listen i watched film red and immediately relapsed into one piece only hyperfixation mode #my brain is a bag of wiggily worms tho #hi dont read these but if type them out ill stop thinking abt them for a bit lol #comic ideas abt uta bonding with shanks disgruntled ex-bf buggy #who is of course at first incredulous that shanks had adopted another child without telling him #and uta is like >:/// at first but wants to have a bit more teenage rebellion and follows buggy around #eventually they bond over their shared love of the stage and the exhilaration of applause #and they tease/pester shanks constantly #(he acts annoyed but bc he loves his daughter [[and still loves his ex?????]] he actually finds #it super endearing ahshhs) also why not throw cross guild polycule in there and we can have a little migawk/shanks as a treat #THEN comic idea i actually started (probably wont finish even tho im at line art stage already) UGGGHHHHHHH #modern au domestic ot4 hdjjdks luzosanlaw ofc ofc #zo san and lu met in hs and zosan eventually got married (to every1 surprise) but lu got jealous and wiggled his way into his relationship #theyve been living together for awhile but some au vers of marineford happens and lu has to get surgery #wakes up mid operation to tell his surgeon hes hot af and they should make out #law ignores him but then luffy is everywheree he cant escape #gifted child chopper interning at the hospital eventually formally introduces the them #luffy has found something he wants and is doggedly determined to get it #starts bringing law over and san is down for it immediately (zoro needs a little bit more time to warm up to the idea #(he too protective) but law is hot and hes around enough they start to bond #everything is going so good lawlu officially start dating (&by extension law is dating the other two. sometimes they go on solo dates) #(hhh like lawsan fancy dinner date bc the other two eat like pigs lmaoo and zolaw sword convention idk something 'cool' yk yk) #anyway all is well but law is spending the night more and more and one night #hes kinda struck by how well the other three mesh together #and starts feeling intimidated by their shared history and insecure abt how he fits in with them :(( #he runs away in a manic depression spiral (using a lot of his accrued vacation time lol) ghosting his bfs and also his best friends #is cora alive??? tbd but law is either at his house or his grave and bepo knows thats where he like to go when hes anxious so he tells luff #hmm and then resolution happens ig havent gotten that far yet #would looove to write that fic tbh maybe throw in some doflamingo related drama. maybe some germa stuff even for some extra hurt comfort #grabbing myself by the shoulders go back to sleep stop thinking abt shippy drama abt goofy pirate anime boys arghhhhhhh

[domoz]

tbh. my favorite tobirama ship thing is when the other party realizes that their feelings are mutual b/c tobirama does something self-sacrificial for them. bc thats just what he does for the people he loves.

#and he cant wiggle his way out of explaining either bc like. no tobirama getting yourself killed for someone isnt tactically sound actually #so explain yourself!! #line i want to use in a fic someday is him telling whoever he got his ass hurt for that he would do it again #bc to give anything less than his entire life for someone he cares about is unacceptable #naruto blog for naruto things

[rosicheeks]

X

Realistically, I think a lot about just snuggling on the couch with you. My arms wrapped around you, a soft kiss on the cheek or forehead...you would feel absolutely loved and safe.

Now, if you decide to gets handsy, I'd have zero problem switching gears and slipping inside you while we make out, or having you bounce up and down on me, pressing your tits into my face. Your softness would absolutely make me hard.

But if you were content to just fall asleep in my arms, head resting on my shoulder/chest, I'd be over the moon with excitement.

- A mutual 😚

#I’m screaming?????????????? #‘I think a lot about just snuggling on the couch with you’ #……. you think about me?????? #and snuggling on the couch with…. ME? #and the part ‘you would feel absolutely loved and safe’ #IM FUCKING SOBBING #this is absolutely all I want right now #I’m a snuggle bug and if we are together I’ll always want to be touching in some way #cuddling holding hands whatever #but ngl I am ‘bad’ at cuddling…. especially when it comes to spooning #I like to wiggle and get all comfy and usually at that point I feel something start to grow against my ass and I just……. gotta ya know help #gotta get in that right spot 😉😉😉😉 if ya know what I mean and just kinda grind my ass against you 😇 #so yeahhhh I feel like it wouldn’t be long until I’m moaning your name 🫣 #but if I’m going to be really honest with you? #that first and last part really got me #I would love love love to be all snuggled up with someone safe and warm and loved #feeling their love radiate and wrap around me like a lil blanket #that entire last line killed me btw #that is what I yearn for #I know plenty of you want to fuck me #but I’m just craving a connection where we can just lay snuggled up with each other #talking and laughing and falling asleep feeling warm and happy #that is what I want #I have a love/hate relationship with sex tbh but I will always ALWAYS crave love and romance and cuddles and soft kisses and praise #sighhhhhhh #one day #fav asks #this seriously made my day??? #come here and let’s cuddle and talk and maybe kiss a little bit 🥺 #ask

[retiredcultistredux]

((when you can't draw circles but literally every character you ever draw has at least one circle in their design so you end up with circles with the most wobbly fuckin lines ever. also read the tags pls))

#hOPEFULLY YOU GUYS DON'T MIND IT... #idk if you even notice #there's no editing the line tool for binary tool cause it's not like. sai lineart layer #that would take even longer to do. so i just do binary tool #which is done by hand aka by dragging my mouse around #so that's why it's wobbly #i zoom in to draw the lines and try to make em smooth but. yeah lol. i got the hand shakies #anyway this is me saying i'm working on it. we get this plot point then not much else before chap 2 #hell i. might take tomorrow (friday) off for a little more wiggle room and slight planning time #would that be ok??? i'm indecisive #cause this is like the last thing i wanna do before chap 2. i know how i want the chapter to start #wHATEVER i'll. decide by tomorrow. then saturday is the kickoff of chapter 2 #or like the start #you know what i mean

[lock-my-feelings-in-a-jar]

#showaddywaddy #who put the bomp #top of the pops #totp #1982 #i love that this video starts out with instant shenanigans #also they're wearing the 80's sock window pants #OKAY malcolm tickling dave's face with a single finger #and then petting his hair gently before backing away #russ possibly doing things to the back of dave's head as well #whatever trevor is doing opening his coat like that #also his finger was wiggling the same as malcolm's except it wasn't on dave's face #rod switching his outstretched hand over to pointing part way through #buddy and romeo being the only normal ones here #al is not even in the beginning shot at all #and then dave with a balloon between his legs #dave i don't think the balloon wanted to go #i am loving buddy and romeo over there #while the rest are lined up doing their thing #i'm also loving russ being part of the dances as much as he is here #cute shy man

[inhumanfuckingdogman]

Guy who posts about succession s4 trailer rolls over goes snork mimimi only to wake back up and immediately start posting again

#chatter #succ #omg guys did you see cousin gregs plate of corn #no im sorry im just … im so excited #like its sad that its ending but i see so much promising shit omg #old guard fuckery. tomshiv faildivorce. roman roy. ROMAN ROY #AUGHHH IM SO EXCITED ABOUT ROMAN ROY #i think the line about his dad needing him vs wanting him is so. its just so #and then you have him going to matsson who. even with shipping goggles off. does WANT him #ohhh you wanna struggle with your loyalty towards your father vs your desire to be wanted sooo bad [wiggles fingers at rome] #this plotline would be enhanced by gay sex but will be interesting even without it. a testament to successions storywriting

[pearl-kite]

I've been enjoying streaming my drawing in a tiny little discord server I'm in with friends, but it drains my ipad super quick if I don't keep it plugged in while I draw

Something about drawing while it's plugged in does something weird to my pencil and long lines will occasionally squiggle or think I've turned the pencil on it's side, and it's driving me insane because I'm trying to do a bunch of lines right now

I did not pick up my pencil, I did not wiggle my pencil, please stop doing that

#kite rambles #like SURE I want the lines to wiggle but not like THAT #I want to make them wiggle with the power of multiple frames not shitty pencil control #it's making drawing these lines multiple times to make them intentionally wiggle very annoying because of how many times I have to undo #'but you can just unplug it?' yeah but then my battery drains like a percent per minute or something pathetic like that

[jrueships]

You are very cool!! Your presence on my dash is always a highlight to my day and I aspire to have ur level of observation in the tags! You bring to light many pairings that are quite 🤔 thought provoking and interesting imo, keep being you!!

OMG a FANTASTIC and DETAILED compliment straight out the BLUE which i DEFINITELY didn't ASK FOR from an ASK GAME?? WHO HAVE THOT - dion waiter nba2k15, worlds greatest philosopher!!! i AM very cool ARENT i 😎 TANK U 🥰🥰🥰!!

#ok fr tho AWWW this made me AW #i needed this cus i was at a bbq today n i was gettin my side dishes from the table n we was in a line #like a buffet #and a small child behind me sighed #i felt so terrible i wanted to go home like i think serious on the nonserious nothin makes me more nervous #than mfs waitin on u for anythin #like all a sudden the grabby thingies dont grab !!!! and you hold up the whole line!! #my s/o dont care tho he'll wiggle his fingers and grab the biggest anything then make a show of it to all his helpless peasants behind him #BUT THIS WAS SO SWEET!! #i LOVE confirmation that ppl actually be readin my tags 🥰🥰 n enjoyin em! IM SO GLAD ! #a highlight omg.. im honored to be a part of ur day 🥰🥰 #HOW U GONNA TELL ME MY PAIRINS ARE THOT PROVOKIN THEN NOT PROCEED TO TELL ME WHAT UR FAVORITE THOTS A R E !! #TELL ME UR FAV PAIRINGS OF MINE! #I WANNA KNOW!! about YOU as WELL grey sunglasses blob! #LEMME KNOW!!!!! #now 😼😼 #IM GLAD THEYRE THOT PROVOKIN THO!!! I LOVE TO INTEREST WITH THE INTERESTIN #thank u for this times infinite <33 ure so swag!! #ted tumbunity things #AND TELL ME WHAT ATTRACTED U TO THE PAIRINGS IM VERY XURIOUS

[disastersiblingsau2point0]

Writing an original character and realizing that they might share some ancestry with Steve Leonard despite their general ability to interact nonviolently with other humans is its own out of body experience.

#writing #literature #cirque du freak #steve leonard #original character #fiction #original story #actual dialogue be like: #Person 1 - 'So in order to make your own job easier you promised [REDACTED] that they could have free range of [REDACTED] as long as they #agreed to only go after and kill the people that you personally have beef with.' #Person 2 - 'Well technically the people who take up name space on the generalized hitlist that I provided also have beef with the US #government for a variety of absolutely heinous crimes including but not limited to the harm of other US citizens - #So in my humble opinion it was less of a personal beef and more of a public service.' #Person 1 - 'You told literal monsters who absorb life essence in order to take the shape of their victims that they could TAKE THEIR PICK OF #A DIFFERENT FLOCK so long as they left your herd of sheep alone?!' #Person 2 - 'Weird analogy but yes - yes I did - and if you think about it protecting civilians IS our entire job so you are welcome.' #Person 1 - 'How did you get this far in our line of work - do I even fucking want to know?' #Person 2 - 'Negotiation and politics mostly - you would be surprised what types of bind a person can wiggle their way out of with a bit of #incentive directed towards the opposing party.' #Person 1 - 'I don't get paid enough.'

[waywardsalt]

hang on im thinking abt bellumbeck again

#salty talks #ph is a messy little game with enough wiggle room to really elevate some of the stuff it does just using what it gives us #like. i do think a lot abt what kind of stuff i personally would want to see in a ph anime or some other long form adaptation #and i always love the idea of specifically making sure to make it so that a LOT of the stuff with linebeck feeds into bellumbeck #like. make it really hurt slowly build up to it make it so much that his arc his development his feelings it all gets tangled in bellumbeck #idk i like bellumbeck i like the potential it has for linebeck n the potential is has to have to do with a lot of stuff throughout the game #screwing around with linebeck and bellum in aus is fun too bc it helps me figure out different facets to this too #esp when i choose to go at bellum more as a sentient character and all of that #anyways on the topic of like what happens directly after bellumbeck #the general idea i have is that it leaves linebeck knocked out (or smth) for a few days afterwards #as well as leaving him kinda just wounded all over (yknow the one agreed upon back scar but some other stuff in other places) #(idea is that hes very much in danger of death those few days vague idea is that link comes across him n keeps an eye on him til he wakes u #and when he does wake up hes very sick and weak (bottom line is that his body is treating it like a virus) #(trying to kill and expel and just fucking get rid of anything left in his body from the bellumbeck thing) #ofc he lives (this is notable) and has scars n shit (not certain on lasting effects tbh working on that) #one thing that comes to mind is weaker immune system but he already has a garbage immune system i think #could be some general immune system issue #i do try to make it closer to like. sickness or a physical ailment as opposed to magic crap #ive halfway considered making it so thst he kinda benefits from surviving (like some weird practical aftereffects #what comes to mind other than that is lasting pain in or pain caused by straining his back or smth #ive tried looking up real lifr long term effects of larger scars but i hardly find what im looking for #eh im still brainstorming that kinda stuff. i def am gonna hsr the ideas of lasting pain or pain in straining his back tho #like in the time after recovering he spends a fair bit of time testing how and how far he can stretch or strain his back #and trying to build up a resistance and like train it back up or smth but otherwise maybe a new vulnerability to like. light magic #brainstormin just thinking abt it theres a lot to thiink abt with bellumbeck #oh yeah edit on the thing abt linebeck surviving think of it like its rabies. on all accounts he should fucking die but he makes it

[inkskinned]

the thing about art is that it was always supposed to be about us, about the human-ness of us, the impossible and beautiful reality that we (for centuries) have stood still, transfixed by music. that we can close our eyes and cry about the same book passage; the events of which aren't real and never happened. theatre in shakespeare's time was as real as it is now; we all laugh at the same cue (pursued by bear), separated hundreds of years apart.

three years ago my housemates were jamming outdoors, just messing around with their instruments, mostly just making noise. our neighbors - shy, cautious, a little sheepish - sat down and started playing. i don't really know how it happened; i was somehow in charge of dancing, barefoot and laughing - but i looked up, and our yard was full of people. kids stacked on the shoulders of parents. old couples holding hands. someone had brought sidewalk chalk; our front walk became a riot of color. someone ran in with a flute and played the most astounding solo i've ever heard in my life, upright and wiggling, skipping as she did so. she only paused because the violin player was kicking his heels up and she was laughing too hard to continue.

two weeks ago my friend and i met in the basement of her apartment complex so she could work out a piece of choreography. we have a language barrier - i'm not as good at ASL as i'd like to be (i'm still learning!) so we communicate mostly through the notes app and this strange secret language of dancers - we have the same movement vocabulary. the two of us cracking jokes at each other, giggling. there were kids in the basement too, who had been playing soccer until we took up the far corner of the room. one by one they made their slow way over like feral cats - they laid down, belly-flat against the floor, just watching. my friend and i were not in tutus - we were in slouchy shirts and leggings and socks. nothing fancy. but when i asked the kids would you like to dance too? they were immediately on their feet and spinning. i love when people dance with abandon, the wild and leggy fervor of childhood. i think it is gorgeous.

their adults showed up eventually, and a few of them said hey, let's not bother the nice ladies. but they weren't bothering us, they were just having fun - so. a few of the adults started dancing awkwardly along, and then most of the adults. someone brought down a better sound system. someone opened a watermelon and started handing out slices. it was 8 PM on a tuesday and nothing about that day was particularly special; we might as well party.

one time i hosted a free "paint along party" and about 20 adults worked quietly while i taught them how to paint nessie. one time i taught community dance classes and so many people showed up we had to move the whole thing outside. we used chairs and coatracks to balance. one time i showed up to a random band playing in a random location, and the whole thing got packed so quickly we had to open every door and window in the place.

i don't think i can tell you how much people want to be making art and engaging with art. they want to, desperately. so many people would be stunning artists, but they are lied to and told from a very young age that art only matters if it is planned, purposeful, beautiful. that if you have an idea, you need to be able to express it perfectly. this is not true. you don't get only 1 chance to communicate. you can spend a lifetime trying to display exactly 1 thing you can never quite language. you can just express the "!!??!!!"-ing-ness of being alive; that is something none of us really have a full grasp on creating. and even when we can't make what we want - god, it feels fucking good to try. and even just enjoying other artists - art inherently rewards the act of participating.

i wasn't raised wealthy. whenever i make a post about art, someone inevitably says something along the lines of well some of us aren't that lucky. i am not lucky; i am dedicated. i have a chronic condition, my hands are constantly in pain. i am not neurotypical, nor was i raised safe. i worked 5-7 jobs while some of these memories happened. i chose art because it mattered to me more than anything on this fucking planet - i would work 80 hours a week just so i could afford to write in 3 of them.

and i am still telling you - if you are called to make art, you are called to the part of you that is human. you do not have to be good at it. you do not have to have enormous amounts of privilege. you can just... give yourself permission. you can just say i'm going to make something now and then - go out and make it. raquel it won't be good though that is okay, i don't make good things every time either. besides. who decides what good even is?

you weren't called to make something because you wanted it to be good, you were called to make something because it is a basic instinct. you were taught to judge its worth and over-value perfection. you are doing something impossible. a god's ability: from nothing springs creation.

a few months ago i found a piece of sidewalk chalk and started drawing. within an hour i had somehow collected a small classroom of young children. their adults often brought their own chalk. i looked up and about fifteen families had joined me from around the block. we drew scrangly unicorns and messed up flowers and one girl asked me to draw charizard. i am not good at drawing. i basically drew an orb with wings. you would have thought i drew her the mona lisa. she dragged her mother over and pointed and said look! look what she drew for me and, in the moment, i admit i flinched (sorry, i don't -). but the mother just grinned at me. he's beautiful. and then she sat down and started drawing.

someone took a picture of it. it was in the local newspaper. the summary underneath said joyful and spontaneous artwork from local artists springs up in public gallery. in the picture, a little girl covered in chalk dust has her head thrown back, delighted. laughing.

#writeblr #warm up #this is longer than i wanted i really considered removing that part about myself and what i went thru #but i think it really fucking bothers me that EVERY time i talk about being an artist #ppl assume i just like. had the skill and ability to drop everything and pay for grad school. #like sir i grew up poor. my house wasn't a safe space. i gave up a FREE RIDE TO LAW SCHOOL. for THIS. bc i chose it. #was it fucking hard? was i choosing the hard thing?? yes. #but we need to stop seeing artists as lazy layabouts that can ''afford'' to just ''sit around and create'' #when MANY - if not MOST - of us are NOT like that. we have to work our fucking ASSES off. hard work. long and hard work #part of valuing artists is recognizing the amount we sacrifice to make our art. bc it doesn't just #like HAPPEN to us. also btw it rarely has anything to do with true talent. #speaking as someone with a chronic condition i hate when ppl are like u have it easy. like actively as i'm writing this my hands r #ACTIVELY hurting me. i haven't been posting bc my left hand was curled in a claw for the last week #this isn't fucking luck. after a certain point it's not even TALENT. it's dedication & sacrifice. #''u get to flounce around and do nothing with ur life'' is a narrative that is a direct result of capitalism #imagine if we said that about literally any other profession. #''oh so u give up 10 yrs of ur life to be a doctor? u sacrifice having a social life and u get SUPER in debt? #u need to work countless hours and it will often be thankless? well i wish i was that lucky'' #we should be applying that logic to landlords ONLY #''oh ur mom and dad gave u the money to buy a house? and all u did was paint it white and rent it? huh.''

[fairy-angel222]

𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐏✶𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑, 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

GETO SUGURU X FEM! READER

✶⋆.˚cw: smut, choking, pussy and face slapping, praise, degradation, recording, breeding, dumbfication, i love you’s

✶⋆.˚a/n: first one shot in a line set up for this whole concept ;) requested by anon.

Geto was a kinky man when he wanted to be. Loving the idea of recording each time he fucked you. Balls slapping noisily onto your wet clit as his hand curled in your hair. Lifting your face up into the camera with a degrading coo.

It was a fit of pure boredom that brought him to take it one step further. Convincing you that you two should share the videos. Make everyone see just how good he was destroying you in bed.

When you had agreed, you had never expected the millions of notifications you received within the first week. The comments on how hot you two were as a couple. How hot Geto looked fucking into you. How hot you looked getting fucked by Geto.

You even received some suggestions on videos your new “fans” wanted to see. Hundreds of thousands of people willing to watch, to get off to, anything that you two decided to post.

It was scary and amusing, but Geto was all for it. His chest swelled with pride knowing that so many men now wanted you but couldn’t have you. Knowing that he was the only one who could fuck you so damn good.

You never expected to find yourself agreeing, your lip between your teeth as you read through the comments. Some of the bold suggestions making your thighs clench at the thought of your boyfriend doing these things to you.

The account quickly rose to the top as the weeks went by. And you never got tired of the many positions Geto would flip you into, fucking into you meanly while praising you so degradingly. Showing the world how fast you turned to putty in his hold.

You attracted many different audiences. Your favorite were those girls who swooned not at him, but at you two on a whole. The way he held you, the way he checked up on you when he was done being rough. The aftercare. They thought your relationship was perfect, and would never fail to let you know.

It wasn’t long until people began demanding more of you two in a non porn setting, your other social medias blowing up with those who just couldn’t get enough of your lives. How much cuter Geto was with you out of bed. The many dates he took you on, the gifts he bought you. Everything.

It became something that your fans loved to see. Your relationship on a whole. Their little comments like ‘so cute!’ , ‘i love them so much’ , ‘you guys need to get married’ , ‘my favorite couple ever’ never failed to make your heart swell.

They respected your privacy of course. But would take anything that was put out for their consumption. Porn or otherwise.

—

“𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃’𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊”

Was what the title of your latest video read, your fans quick to click on the thumbnail the second it got posted. Many already positioning themselves on their beds. Others plugging in their headphones around coworkers or friends. They knew from a mere four seconds in that they already loved what they saw.

Your hands and knees were trembling as your back arched. Fat tears flowing down your cheeks as you begged your boyfriend to touch you. “Please Sugu— please touch me. Wanna feel your cock so bad.” You moaned, wiggling your ass towards him with a needy mewl.

“Does my greedy girl want me to fuck her dumb? Is that what you want pretty?”

“Mhm, need you.”

He was more than happy to comply, not taking long until he was fucking into you roughly from behind. Your body jerking forward each time his hips hammered against your ass.

“S-suguu. Feels so good,” You mewled, Geto’s hand snaking around your throat to pull you up against his chest, forcing you to make eye contact with the blinking red light in front of you.

His breath fanned your ear, lips ghosting over your skin as he groaned deeply. “If only you could see what they see baby. See yourself moan like a slut in heat while that pretty lil’ pussy sucks me in.”

You let out a loud hiccuped moan, Geto’s cock slamming meanly into your g spot before fucking deep inside you. The small outline of his tip barely visible to the device’s lens. “See how much of a mess you are f’me.”

He felt so good. And your head was spinning as he fucked into you with no mercy. Your shaky whimpers echoing throughout the room as Geto molded your pussy around his cock.

“Nngh— sugu ‘m so full. Love your cock s’ muchh.” Your words were slurred as his other hand reached around to rub small circles on your clit. Your sopping pussy leaking lewdly onto the sheets below as he continued to roll his hips up into you.

“Tell them who’s fucking you so good baby.” He grunted, hand on your throat landing two soft slaps onto each of your teary cheeks before settling right back into place on your neck. The light sting pulling a string of whiney moans past your drool filled lips as you pressed further into him.

“You are. You are Sugu. You’re f-fucking me so good ‘nd i love it— haah. Wan’ you to fuck me like this forever.” You babbled, words muffled by an incoherent cry as your hands gripped his muscular arm. Using him for support when your head grew fuzzy, blanking out everything but the feeling of him inside you.

Geto smirked, “That’s my girl.”

You yelped when you were shoved into the mattress. Your back arched deeply with your torso flat on the sheets. Geto’s hand on the back of your neck forcing you to stay cheek down as he switched up his pace.

The new position allowed him to hit so much deeper. Your needy cries going straight to his cock as you drooled messily. Eyes rolling back with a loud moan every time he gave you a harsh thrust forward, sensitive nipples rubbing on the bed till you were clenching down repeatedly. Loud squelches filling the air as your pussy coated his cock in its slick.

“Sugu, ‘m gonna cum.” A trembling cry. “‘M so close.” You could feel your stomach tightening, breathing getting heavier as you gripped the sheets tightly.

“Yeah? Gonna make a fucking mess for me. Show them how good i fucked you today?” He cooed, watching as you nodded dumbly before letting out a choked moan. “Mhm.”

Geto groaned, palm landing onto your clit so he could watch you jerk with a whimper. Your body quivering when he pulled back you up, arms hooking under your legs to lift you off the bed. Body being moved up and down as he used you as his personal fleshlight. Bouncing you on and off his cock till you were crying uncontrollably, his harsh kisses to your sweet spot shooting to every sensitive nerve in your pussy.

“Suguruu. I- nngh, you’re— ahh.” You didn’t know what you were trying to say, your body being manhandled however he liked for your tight pussy to stroke his length. Your toes curling as your head fell back onto his shoulder.

“Shhh baby, it’s okay. Just take it yeah? Doing so fucking well.” Your legs remained dangling over his arms as he used you to both your delights, feeling yourself ready to let go with another shrieked cry. “F-fuckk. ‘M gonna— oh god.”

“You know they love to see that pretty face when you cum baby, look up at the camera f’me.”

You did as you told, head spinning as you attempted to keep it up right. Focusing on the delicious stretch of your walls to accommodate your boyfriend’s girth.

“Go on baby. Let go. ‘M right there behind you.”

Your mouth hung open in what your fans liked to call an adorable scream as your legs shook. Glossy eyes making content with the camera as you squirted messily. The force of the clear liquid making Geto grunt when it threatened to push his cock out of you.

“There you go.. fuck— that’s my good girl. ‘M gonna fill you up so good now. Gonna stuff that tight pussy to the brim with my cum.” He husked, movements getting sloppy as his abs tensed. Lips parted in deep breaths as his eyes rolled back, something that your audience loved to see.

His cock twitching within your warmth with a string of cracked groans when he buried himself deep. Allowing himself to pump you full of the creamy liquid, painting your insides in sticky white.

He pulled out slowly, still holding you up so the camera could pick up the way your little gaped hole fluttered around nothing. His cum running down your puffy folds in thick spurts. “Look at that baby, sopping pussy’s making a big mess.”

Geto set you down with a smile before kissing you sweetly, taking you into his arms and rocking you back and forth in a hug while placing tiny pecks all over your face. “You did so fucking amazing. That was hot.” Leaning into your ear so that his next words wouldn’t be picked up. “If they don’t jerk off to this i promise you i will.”

You could only hum with flushed cheeks , falling into his chest with a small giggle. “I can’t feel my legs.”

Your boyfriend chuckled, “Ya hear that? She can’t feel her legs.” He grinned at the camera making you both laugh, his attention turning back to you with another passionate kiss. “Don’t worry, i’m gonna get you all mice and cleaned up okay? Gonna take real good care of you.”

“M’kay, love you Sugu.”

“I love you more sweetheart.”

—

It was no surprise the amount of love you got for the video. It was hard to believe that your account could grow anymore than it already had. The comments seemed to be hooked on how Geto could go from fucking you relentlessly to being the sweetest boyfriend telling you that he loves you.

That amongst thousands of men making it known that they came to the sight of you squirting, that one made Geto a little angry. And the thousands of women begging your boyfriend to be next, like that would ever happen.

You refrained the urge to respond to all the demands for more with the fact that you had loads of others coming up. Some with your boyfriend alone and others with.. guests. But they would have to have the patience to see for themselves.

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