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im-a-freaking-joy · 19 days
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CALLING ALL EXMORMONS/PIMOS
i have a proposition- lets all write the nastiest, most unhinged, atrocious mormon themed smut that we possibly can. It was honestly weirdly healing for me to read wild ass smut on ao3 that was themed around the religion and not the musical, and i want it to become such a popular trend for exmos and pimos to start doing that they have to start vagueing about it in general conference. It doesnt have to be good. It just needs to *be.*
Once im done writing my Ammon×Lamoni smut fic I'm absolutely reblogging this post with the link added, please join me in this unhinged rebellion
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lunarharp · 5 months
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figured i'd do this again..bit early i guess..
#to cheer me up.. i feel bad atm.. these things don't even make me feel very good tho bc i'm such a narrative/sketch-based artist..#but Proper Beautiful Finished Pieces are what grab attention and look good at the end of the year all neatly lined up lol.....#so looking at a “yearly review” where i can only choose 'the best image of the month' (??) is like...What have i even been doing...#i did a month by month look back on twt for myself instead..but even that doesn't express the quantity of comic-based stuff..#that i do put a lot of time/heart into..but alas i feel bad bringing even them back..RTing/reblogging my own art simply feels bad lol..#AND WHY IS IT ALL B&W...trying to accept that i LIKE doing that and sketching and scribbling..not like i'm trying to like..Get Artist Job..#this year was so profoundly lonely at times bc i spent all my time drawing instead of socialising and trying to find friends....#please please please have achieved more of your dreams in the future so you can look back at 2023 and think..#It was good that happened so that it got me further to the future. Or whatever i guess.....................#regardless i did have a great amount of fun drawing and improving this year and dwelling deeply & heavily on witch hat atelier.#art-wise and emotionally....march july & september were the best months i think..AUGUST WAS SO WEIRD SUMMER IS SO EVIL ALWAYS.#thank you very much if you are reading this for enjoying & leaving nice tags & such like <3 i've realised how fulfilling that is to receive#really keeps me posting stuff here instead of keeping it all to myself in my head#i wish everyone in this world could have a safe and happy end of year. i wish living in this world were easier
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piningprecussionist · 20 days
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Oh! Fucking. Duh. Obvious Roxie post I can make today: here's an emote I made for the sp:te server! (With variants of different degrees of completion...)
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I was gonna go back and shade the comic colors Roxie but. Just ended up going w the colors picked off the screenshot. This screenshot, specifically!
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strawbebbiesart · 6 months
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Haunted // Love Affair With A House 🏡💌
#digital art#artists on tumblr#illustrators on tumblr#original character#original illustration#sasha's art#this one took much longer than i expected it to because well. thats how things go sometimes#there was a time in my life when i was going through years of abuse and felt like i had no way out of that#this led me to become uncaring and reckless and i was very impulsive at the time#there was this big old abandoned hospital in my home town that was not that far from my parents house#by this point in life i felt like i had lost all relationships with people previously close to me and i was not making any new ones out of-#-fear but also because i was isolationg myself (unknowingly)#because i was a child i percieved exploring this building as doing something Unsafe and Dangerous (and i guess it was in the sense that-#-things could fall on me if i wasn't careful)#but anyway i decided going there was going to be my Safe Place#as abandon buildings seem to be so seductive to teenagers it turned out this place was already a popular hang out spot for many teens#so i decided my best course of action would be to sneak out of my room at night/ dawn and go do art at this place when it was safe from-#-other teens lmao#it made me feel Edgy and Cool and Dangerous (even though looking back this was one of the safest activities i was engaging in lmao)#anyways#i replaced all my close human relationships with an abandoned house at the time (maybe theres a metaphor in there somewhere but. i do not-#(-want to see it)#at the time the thing i wanted the most in the world was to die and this was the place it was supposed to happen#luckily i made a deal with myself for ten more years and this ended up saving my life#so i have many mixed emotions about this place. it was there for me when i was at my lowest and loneliest. it was supposed to be my last#a few years ago i took my two best friends there (hadn't told them this story then yet) and i had a wonderful day and felt Loved#it was a weird feeling to feel there#i decided not to take them into the house and i don't think i will ever go in again#but i am glad i had it back when i needed it i guess#i wonder if theres still any of my old art supplies hidden about somewhere
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mokutone · 2 years
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Panel one shows Tenzō having turned away from Kakashi. There's tears running down his face again, but his posture hasn't gotten tight and defensive again. "Hah. That's a pretty big drawback," he says, half joking,
Panel two, Kakashi's arms enter the frame and grasp the edges of Tenzō's happuri. Tenzō, seemingly caught off guard, lets him do this, too surprised to even mind that Kakashi can see his tears. "On the bright side, you have a home," Kakashi counters, "people you trust,"
"and a shiftless, good-for-nothing Captain, who's too lazy to fill out the paperwork for hospital-dodging." Kakashi says in panel three. The image shows Kakashi smiling more convincingly, if a little apologetic, gripping Tenzō's happuri in his hand.
Panel four shows him holding Tenzō's happuri out with one hand, and Tenzō grabbing the metal sides of it with both of his own hands. "Anyway, I'm pretty sure you're not a liability or a threat to Konoha," Kakashi says.
In the final panel of the comic, Tenzō ducks his head, looking up with one tearful eye as Kakashi reaches out. Tenzō is still gripping his happuri in his hands, close to his chest. Kakashi's back is drenched in the yellow light of the hall.
"My couch is yours, if you want to stay the night," Kakashi is saying as he ruffles Tenzō's long, now-unbound hair.
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#my art#naruto#comics#yamato#tenzō#yamato tenzo#kakashi#ok u can all breath a sigh of relief now#the situation is mostly over. tenzō is still coming down from his panic attack but its much less intense#and kakashi is going to set him up on the couch + probably put pakkun out there with him 2 help tenzō further if needed#and then kakashi is going to fix the wards that tenzō destroyed. hes going to flop down on his bed. and hes going 2 try his best 2 recharge#tenzō is going to tuck himself in on kakashis couch w/ pakkun resting on his stomach staring at him (its fine. its what pakkun does.)#and he's going to stare blankly at the ceiling for a few hours#occasionally flipping between thoughts of ''I'm the worst Kohai the world has ever seen. This was so inappropriate.''#or alternately just feeling impossibly lucky and warm and grateful and u know what. dare i say it. safe.#because. guess who just learned that he can rely on kakashi if he's out of his fucking depth. YEAH BABEEEYYYYY#not that he wants to put kakashi in a situation like this again. he very much does not.#anyway final tag notes:#thank u all for everyone whose been leaving their reactions in the tags and replies it has been soooo enjoyable to me#ive been slurping them up like noodles. yum yum yum. some of u have been right on the money and others of u have come up with#really interesting interpretations that i hadnt even thought of#and overall theres nothing like. being able to share ur work and see how people react to it kinda in real time? like page by page?#it was a pain to post it like this and i have no doubt it was a pain to read like this.#but it was lovely to recieve reactions to individual pages
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thefanciestborrower · 1 month
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someone asking where one of the other ninja are and Zane is looking away and trying so hard to be secretive cause someone asked to be left alone in the chillest and coolest space ever inside. Then he just looks like a sad puppy as he opens his chest plate and pulls out the wiggly fella cause they didn’t want to come out yet!
Oh every single one of the others is guilty of stowing away inside Zane for a bit if they need time to rest lol. He can change the colors of his stomach lighting, set any sort of requested ambiance, and even change the temperature if needed. Heck he could also use his stomach like one of those massaging water beds if someone wanted. He’s also got a game room further down in his guts and I think that would be the easiest place to get someone out of via his chest plate. His stomach doesn’t have an opening really so unless he disconnects a few of the tubes and squeezes them out it would be difficult to manually extract someone. But if someone is in his game room it’s pretty easy for him to just open the little box and grab them lol. 
Usually it’s Jay or Lloyd who try and hide out in there so they don’t get drafted into doing chores lol, and Lloyd was especially guilty of hiding out there when he was younger. He’d give Zane pathetic little puppy eyes until Zane put him in the little game room so he could play some video games, buuuuut any time someone asked where he was Zane would pull the wiggly little fella out of his secret hiding place. No escaping chores on his watch. He still hasn’t found the secret stash of candy Lloyd hid in the game room tho, and if Lloyd has his way he never will.  
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crimsongrimoire · 2 months
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masochist wrio is real. To Me.
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lloydfrontera · 10 months
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if i think too long about the ending making lloyd leave the home he worked so hard to save behind along with the new found family he sacrificed his life for so he can move to a place he has no emotional connection to where he only knows two people (one of which is actually following him from the aforementioned home) in order to make him get a standard "have a wife and children" 'happy' ending i start wanting to bite people not gonna lie
#i talk a lot <3#the greatest estate developer#lloyd frontera#it is. such a sucky ending i hate it i'm sorry i cannot stand it#i love charlotte with all my heart and i truly do like alicia#but jesus fuck that ending#the one thing lloyd wants is to have an easy relaxed life surrounded by the people he loves#and then the ending has him become the royal consort to someone we know likes to use people to their best potential#and living permanently away from his parents and all the people he came to care about#except for javier and alicia. and javier is only there because of lloyd anyway.#i just. i hate heteronormative endings so much man.#he didn't need to marry! he could've found his happy ending without having to be romantically involved with anyone!!#there's this whole thing about lloyd thinking to himself that his happy ending will be settling down with a wife and have kids#and then there is this one moment. where he talks about what he really wants. his one true wish.#and he talks about how he just wants a family. a normal family. a family that welcomes him after a day's work. a family that lives a normal#life without worrying about nothing much. he doesn't want big territories or power or an army. he just wants to have a family that loves hi#and enough to keep them safe.#AND FUCKING GUESS WHAT HE GAINS THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE NOVEL#GUESS WHAT THE EMOTIONAL CORE OF THE ENTIRE THING WAS#A FAMILY. PARENTS AND A BROTHER AND A BEST FRIEND THAT CARE FOR HIM AND WANT HIM TO BE HAPPY AND HIM DOING EVERYTHING IN HIS POWER TO KEEP#THEM SAFE. AND HE DOES. EVERYTHING HE DOES WAS TOO KEEP THEM SAFE AND SOUND AND HE GETS HIS WISH.#DO YOU GET IT. DO YOU GET WHAT I MEAN!!#HE DIDN'T NEED TO MARRY BECAUSE HE ALREADY HAD HIS WISH. HE ALREADY HAD HIS HAPPY ENDING. I'M SO MAD KASHDKA#tged
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crimeronan · 3 months
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just burst into tears in a post office and immediately the entire world opened up to me. easy criers must have the best lives what the fuck. i should stop taking my prozac Immediately.
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zourried · 2 years
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Matilda // Bigger than me
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smallest-moon · 10 months
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what if vash was a god, a benevolent god loved by many, who worked hard everyday to listen and attend to everyone's prayers and kept spreading himself thinner and thinner but it was okay as long as his people were safe right?
then something horrible inevitably happens and no matter what vash attempts to do, he cannot fix this! the people turn against him, where was their god? wasn't he supposed to protect them? why couldn't he save them?
useless, useless, u s e l e s s
he falls from divinity but he's not a common man, he is something else... something lower, something despicable. destruction and devastation followed him like a shadow no matter where he went and despite all this he never lost his kindness and heart
he falls from divinity but he's not a common man, he is something else... he is more human than humans could ever be
what if wolfwood was dangerous and deranged... his early life being of pain and misery, the only thing he clings on to is the orphanage. the place he was raised and helped raise many like him. he does not believe in gods because if they truly exist then why do they suffer so much? how many more children are going to turn out like him? bitter, cold and resentful
he is always kind to the children there, he never ever let's them see his true self they already suffered enough.. he wouldn't hesitate to burn the world to the ground but he'd sooner set himself on fire if it meant he would keep the children from harm
so it is no surprise that when calamity strikes and the orphanage gets razed to the ground, that in wolfwood's final living moments his grief, pain and rage that burn hot in his heart don't allow him to cross into the afterlife and he turns into a vengeful ghost
he is weak but quickly grows strong. he chases the transgressors like a vengeful god, for if the gods themselves do not destroy their pathetic scummy existence, do not make them pay the consequences for their actions then wolfwood would take care of it himself... it doesn't take long for people to grow fearful of The punisher
what if a too-much-of-a-human divine being met with a former human whose heart stopped beating turning him into something cruel? what if the faithless man that kept praying to protect what he loved despite not believing in gods met a broken god crushed by guilt and love who was trying to attone for his own sins with one act of kindness at a time?
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disengaged · 29 days
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so i left the psych ward against medical advice 💁
they detained me for hours (while classified as a voluntary patient) and when i told them it was illegal a nurse looked me in the face and told me he didn't care about my rights 👍
& then when i got upset about being illegally detained he told me getting emotional is evidence that i am incompetent and if they want they can just keep forming me for it as long as they want 👍
and then they ignored me for two hours and refused to give me my belongings. and also called four (4) giant male security guards to have on standby 👍 even though i have zero history of violence, am 5'5" and weigh (not much) and previously disclosed to them many, many times that i have a history of ptsd, part of which is specifically hospital trauma 👍
and then they locked me in a room and searched all of my belongings to find a reason to form me 👍
like i'm gonna throw up thinking about it. (also they still have my wallet with all my IDs and credit cards.)
anyways i got the fuck out. and it was like 12:30am but my friend picked me up and i had a fucking panic-oh-fuck-oh-shit-meltdown in his car . but i went and took a shower and then he drove me to another hospital
and they formed me too except it's way nicer here and the staff are so nice. & the unit is way bigger and quieter . and they actually listened to me and referred me to a rheumatologist (after ...... 6-7 years of begging various doctors to be taken seriously)
and i have hope for the first time in a long time! & i'm getting discharged tomorrow :)
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threegunbrainrot · 1 year
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yall, i uh...
so that pose from tristamp everybody was freaking out about.
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i know this is unintentional. i know.
however-
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dragonfruitghosts · 2 months
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So I got a new little update about The Mind Electric Au
New lore time, I will not explain anything except the fact that Sal and (what I’m currently calling him) Demon Friend Sal are two different entities/antagonists (though that last part is only kind of)
Oh and also I kinda did some body horror with that thing as well as something I thought would be funny
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I didn’t wanna finish the other one but I might later idk
I love this silly little Au <3
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deadmomjokes · 9 months
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Child wakes up whimpering and going “NO!”
We rush in, ask what’s wrong, try to comfort her and calm her down. She bowls past us for the door.
“I know where all the flies are coming from! I have to get out of this room!”
Took us a good half hour of searching her room while she watched covering her ears and sniffling to get her back in the room at all.
Apparently the nightmares are still happening. :’( From what we could piece together through the sleep-grogginess and crying, this one involved hordes of big hairy flies gushing out of her pillow and mattress and flying into her ears to buzz in her brain.
Methinks it’s time to take her therapist up on the Emotional Support Animal thing....
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babyblueetbaemonster · 5 months
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Wip Wednesday
Tagged by @hannahcbrown! Thank you for tagging me <3 Hope you don't mind but I'm going to tag you right back!
I guess we're on the content warning part. CW: self harm, suicidal ideation, suicide attempt, near death experience, blood.
Previously on After the Oblivion Crisis: Baurus trying to find his friend in the Anvil Manor. He's now in the basement. Alright let's go:
He walks in a wide room with high ceilings. He must enter the final chamber. Baurus feels a little exposed walking in such a big space, surrounded by darkness. He wants to light up some candles, but all of them he finds are completely used up. He sees something in the middle of the room. There's a stone altar. 
Baurus would rather not know what kind of dark rituals they're performing. Candles on the corners are all melted. The wax dripped down like skeleton hands, hanging ominously. On the altar, he sees Soul Gems. Maybe the dim light is the cause, but they look darker compared to the others. 
As Baurus walks closer to the altar, the scent of blood gets stronger. The metal smells remind him of all the battles he had. His grip on the blade is getting tighter. He is getting anxious, but keeps his steps steady. He looks behind the altar, and sees…
"ACELTA!!!"
The said mer is lying in a pool of blood, face down, unconscious. Baurus drops everything, rushes to his side and checks his pulse. His pulse is fast but weak. He can tell the mer's heart is trying its best to keep him alive. Acelta's skin lacks warmth and is covered in cold sweats. His breath is shallow. He's alive, but barely.
He flips him over, and sees his wounds. Multiple cuts on his right arm, still bleeding. Baurus immediately reaches Acelta's satchel. This alchemist always carries enough health potions, but is he even in the right condition to drink potion? He makes an instant decision and pours the whole bottle on the wounds. He grabs a dagger that happens to lie next to him, tears a piece of his clothes, and ties it on his upper arm. Baurus puts the wounded arm on the mer's body, carries him up, and starts running.
Thank gods the chapel is right across the street. Why is this basement so big? I'm glad I lit all the candles. Stairs! There's too many stairs! I think I dropped my sword back there. Is he still breathing? I hope I know some healing spells. Please don't die. Please don't die. Please don't die.
Baurus runs to the chapel across the street, then kicks the chapel door open!
"Help! Please! Help! I need a healer!"
The priestess guides him down to a room. Baury places the dying mer on the bed, stands back, and watches her casting a healing spell. Instead of the usual blue lights, it's purple. She casts again, and again. More purple.
"We got an Atronach! Get Amragor In here!" 
"What's wrong?!" 
"He's absorbing all the spells! I can't heal him!" 
Another healer comes in. They take turns casting spells. Even more purple lights. Nothing works! A memory springs through Baurus' mind. "His necklace!" He pushes over those healers, grabs the blue amulet, and rips it off the mer. The spells start to work. Their spells still get absorbed from time to time, but his bleeding has stopped. 
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