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squaretablehold · 2 years

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I'm working on a group shot piece of all the disabled characters in Elden Ring, and there's so many that I'm having to make decisions about who's a minor enough character to leave out and YALL that has literally never happened before!!

#Elden ring #Disability representation #Is it all realistic rep??#No not at all but it's a massively fantasy game where the able characters are also capable of impossible things #Is it all great rep?#Eh debatable #Lots of the characters die but it's a fromsoft game #It'd be weirder if they didn't die #But like man #There's SO MANY and they're so diverse and they all have different relationships to their disabilities #It's just sad that the widest it's just sad that only like the darkest fucking games are willing to touch disability at all #Ig I keep going I'm gonna end up writing an essay in the tags but I have So Many Thoughts #Ooc

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andi-is-bored · 2 months

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who needs to have actual conversations, when you can just reblog everything they’ve ever posted. now THATS the best way to flirt :)))

#it’s 1:30 am #should i sleep?#yes #will i?#eh debatable

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weaselmcdiesel · 2 months

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requests for a bunch of ships i did on my spam :3

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sonic-adventure-3 · 1 year

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the answer is a resounding yes from all parties (except tails, who doesn’t really appreciate being stolen from)

#debate of the century #PERPETUALLY OBSESSED WITH HOW BOTH SILVER AND SHADOW STOLE FROM TAILS #doodles #silver #tails #shadow #silver the hedgehog #miles tails prower #shadow the hedgehog #sth #my art #eh. i guess.#im so sorry i suck at ids but i figured i could at least attempt this and that something is better than nothing #described #id in alt text

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umbrace-rambles · 6 months

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Woe kidkiller be upon ye

#I keep debating if I should post this cause I don't post my stuff anywhere anymore but eh #not enough kidkiller content out there anyway #I guess it's time. hi #this is from 2020 don't look at it too hard #But I really wanted to draw something when the anime reached the Udon reunion because I had to get it OUT #one piece #eustass kid #eustass kidd #massacre soldier killer #killer one piece #op killer #kamazo #kidkiller #kid x killer #op fanart #my art #yes it's a very vague reference to The Fallen Angel by Alexandre Cabanel

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mythkitto · 7 months

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Donnie roped his future self into helping him do stuff :]

This is a rough mini comic I made a coupled days ago after seeing Splinter react to the future gang in one of @somerandomdudelmao’s more recent Cass Apocalyptic Series updates. I feel like Splinter would’ve instantly written off and forgotten about the whole thing, and that he’d naturally assume all the future turtles were somehow p!Donnie’s doing (just like most of the future shenanigans were instantly blamed on Uncle Tello).

Also you can’t tell me Donnie wouldn’t take every opportunity to snatch info from the uncle quartet.

Bonus: Donnie sulking (+ doodle)

#debated posting this #especially since the way I draw the characters is so inconsistent #but eh #also yes #Uncle Tello did foresee a lab accident and shielded himself while leaving Donnie to fend for himself #cuz I feel like he’d definitely mess with him like that #rottmnt #cass apocalyptic au #cass fanart tag #rottmnt donnie #uncle tello #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #my art

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heybiji · 2 months

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#dungeons and dragons #dnd art #dnd character #dnd oc #drow #warlock #dandelion treehollow #feeling not good so i drew the good boy #(goodness up for debate)#he is rather dog like in loyalty though #loyal to the party but also loyal to a bad master (his mom)#i am struggling to make art lately eh #drawing him smiling all sweet as i debate whether i should have him have to rip a tooth out to summon his magic book back #edit oh my god i forgot his eyeliner it's been fixed #sorry dude

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frostbitebakery · 8 months

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value practice

music: the actor by alt-J

#my art #frostbitebakery art #star wars #obi wan kenobi #star wars art #I’m debating posting the whole practice page #but eh

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spinjitsuburst · 5 days

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MY PART OF THE BRUISESHIPPING EXCHANGE FOR @zaptrap !!!!! I had a blast doing this, thanks to @ninjago-drabbles for putting this together!! Love these two so much oh my god

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#debated whether to post this here or on my art acc but eh here's where i dont Shut The Fuck Up so hgkjdfsghkjfdhkj #bruiseexchange2024 #SERP I WAS SO EXCITED WHEN I GOT YOU I LOVE UR BOYS SO MUCH #ninjago #bruiseshipping #cole brookstone #jay walker #cole #jay #lego ninjago #spinjitsu doodles #galaxyhanart

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sailing-through-hawkins · 8 months

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✧ sequel to my vampire eddie microfic because i had the urge to write a scene from steve's pov and make it super sweet so have 1k of a fluffy morning after ✧

Everything is so warm.

Steve rubs his nose deeper into the sheets with a content sigh, basking in the glow of a soft morning.

"What are you still doing here?!"

Blearily, Steve pulls his eyes open, slowly shifting in place to survey the room around him. He's alone, which is a major bummer, he's gonna have to dock points from Eddie for that. Then again, he muses as he looks over the clothes that are hanging from everywhere, including on top of the ceiling fan, maybe a few points don't matter much when he's definitely up in the hundreds already.

Oh shit, that's the brand new outfit, the one he and Robin spent hours agonizing over before their night out, thrown across the floor, isn't it? Fuck.

"Be polite, he's a guest -"

Steve stretches out his back, lifting his sore arms up towards the sky where his hands brush against the muscle tee, the one on the ceiling fan, that Eddie was wearing last night. Oh, now there's an idea.

With a smirk, Steve pulls the tee down and onto himself, fluffing out his hair and hoping today is one of those days he can pull off the bedhead look.

"Eddie?" he calls out softly as he steps out of the bedroom, rubbing at one of his eyes, the one on the side that was squished up against Eddie all night (well, not all night...).

"Stevie!"

His voice is loud and happy, far more chipper than Steve expected from a vampire after a long night. He blinks, looking up to see Eddie beaming at him with flour dusting his hair and a whisk in one hand. The sunlight filters through with the shades to cast lines of light across him and with the way he's smiling, Steve doesn't think he's ever seen a prettier sight.

"I was just making breakfast for you, I wasn't sure if you were a morning person but I figure, y'know, sun-kissed skin and whatnot, it'd make sense if you were -"

He can't help it, Steve lets out a giggle, something small and light, something he used to never let himself have. But Eddie's smile makes it so worth it. Steve smiles back shyly, gliding in closer and stroking a hand up Eddie's arm (he's wearing a different shirt, maybe he took it out of his closet?). "You're making me breakfast?"

The vampire sighs dreamily as he looks into Steve's eyes, his fangs peeking out from his dopey little smile. There's so much flour in his hair, did he forget to tie it up before starting to cook? "Yeah..."

"That's so sweet," Steve coos, bringing his hands up to cup Eddie's face, pull him in closer and nuzzle their noses together. "Thank you, Eds."

He slowly opens his eyes and stifles back a giggle at how desperately cute Eddie's expression is, eyes flickering between Steve's face and his own shirt, cheeks flushed pink with Steve's blood. He has a feeling that if vampires had tails, Eddie's would be wagging uncontrollably right now.

"So, what're you making me?" he whispers, dragging his nose down the curve of Eddie's jaw, breathing in his scent of iron and cranberries (did he have some juice? or does blood just smell like cranberries on a vampire?).

"I - uh, ha -" Eddie swallows and Steve tracks the motion with the bridge of his nose, peeking up over Eddie's shoulder to look at -

"Shit, is that the time?!"

"Wha -"

Steve shoves himself away from Eddie, rushing back into the bedroom and slamming the door shut. He frantically pulls off the tee (goodbye cozy morning, sigh) and grabs his skirt from last night - no stains on it, or on his top, thank fuck.

"Stevie?"

"Gimme a sec!" Steve calls out, crawling out from under the bed with his shoes in hand. Fuck, fuck, fuck, how did it get so late, Robin's gonna be so mad -

"What's -"

"I'm so sorry, Eddie!" Steve yanks the door open, guilt curdling up his insides when he sees Eddie waiting outside his own bedroom door with a hopeful-turned-distressed expression. He walks past him, hopping on one leg as he puts a shoe on. "I have a thing I need to get to, I honestly forgot until I saw the time -"

"Pfft, likely story," a random voice says.

He spins to stare at the sofa, where three people are strewn about, legs and arms overlapping each other. Only one of them is awake, a bleary-eyed, wavy-haired guy that's glaring at Steve.

"Shoulda thought of that excuse before he started nagging at us."

"It's not an excuse," Steve snaps, finally managing to get his second shoe on. "I have brunch -"

"Told you, dude," the guy lazily rolls his eyes over to Eddie, sending a hot flash of anger through Steve.

"Oh fuck you," he hisses, pointedly grabbing Eddie's hand (the one without the whisk, why is he still holding it?) and pulling him in closer. He glares at Eddie, who's staring at him with big doe eyes, softening at the gaze. "I'm really sorry I can't stay, Eds."

"But...waffles?" he says quietly, like he's confused, like Steve isn't making any sense.

And he isn't, not really, but he can't afford to be late to the Robin-and-Steve-Monthly-Gossip-Brunch after they both missed the past two months already, third time's the charm and he does not want to find out what that charm would be for.

"I'm sorry," he says again, wincing when Eddie visibly deflates. Steve presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth, just so he doesn't get distracted and lose even more time, and pats his chest. "I was really looking forward to breakfast with you."

A little bit of shine comes back to Eddie's eyes, flickering over from Steve to the window. He speeds away, whisk clattering somewhere in the kitchen, as Steve blinks and suddenly he's back, holding up his leather jacket towards Steve with a shy smile.

"'S cold out. Take my jacket?" Eddie asks and Steve pulls him in, flour-hair and all, for the deepest, filthiest kiss he can give, swallowing down his gasp, his moan and every last sliver of his minty breath.

"Thanks, babe." Steve whispers, pulling the jacket on (at least it makes up for the muscle tee failure) and relishing in the warmth. He opens the front door, presses one final, chaste kiss to Eddie's lips and walks out, the smell of cranberries sticking to his skin.

Eddie watches Steve leave in his jacket with a sigh, already longing for that pretty voice to say "Eds" to him again.

"You know," Gareth says from the couch, which pops the blissful balloon Eddie was happily floating in. He turns to glare at his three friends, all lounging on the couch even after he told them to be presentable. Gareth continues, "You know, you could have offered to drop him off. He'd get there faster and you'd get more time with him too. I mean, did you even get his number?"

Silence. Then -

"Fuck!"

#sailor✧writes #steddie #steveddie #ficlet #writing #au content: vampire #this was so much fun #i debated having hints of vampire hunter steve who actually doesn't want to hunt them but then i thought eh let's have it sweet for now

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canisalbus · 2 months

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Would Machete and Vasco classify as twinks? For Machete I am pretty sure he would, I don't know about Vasco though. So very sorry for this question btw but I can't stop thinking about it.

To be entirely honest I'm not sure, I think the term is pretty subjective. I generally try to avoid putting too many labels on them, they start to feel so oppressive so fast.

#for example one of the qualifications is relatively young age #both of them are in their thirties so you could potentially argue they might be past that prime twink era #or not depends on who you ask #and the ideal 'twink body shape' is also up for debate because you're supposed to be slim but not too bony #Vasco might have too much muscle and Machete too little or they could both fit the definition I dunno #I don't mind either way but I probably won't assign categories for them myself #not trying to act holier than thou it just doesn't seem necessary eh #answered #anonymous

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goryhorroor · 8 months

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I don’t think anyone’s opinion on whether or not a horror movie is good for not, matter. I mean I’ve seen people call “The Thing” & “Alien” a horrible movie and they’re considered two of the best horror movies ever. It’s a selective taste; it depends on what people want to see out of horror

#idk people arguing and debating it is always kinda eh to me because I’ve seen people call my favorite horror movies terrible #horror #horror movies

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froot-batty · 9 months

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next batch of designs are done! gotham city sirens time >:) blurbs about them under the cut, along with explanations of flags and neurodivergencies!

Pamela Isley came from a rural flower farm a long ways from Gotham. Her parents let her run wild from a very young age, and one of her favorite places on their property to go was the pond, deep in the woods, where everything grew just a bit too tall and nothing looked quite as it should've. Pamela didn't know that this pond was actually highly polluted by the dumping of experimental chemicals from a nearby "research" laboratory. She thought being able to communicate with the plants - the Green, she called it - was completely normal.

...Until the people from that laboratory heard about the mysterious girl helping the plants grow stranger. They came to Pamela's parents to ask if it would be possible to study it, and they, not realizing what exactly that meant, agreed. They whisked it away to a facility in Gotham, where Pamela would end up never seeing it's parents again.

She was kept there for the rest of her childhood and into her adulthood, being experimented on until she twisted into the plant beast that she is today. When she escaped, it came after years of hiding the true strength of her powers, so she could build them up enough to turn the facility to rubble.

(It is AroAce, Agender, and Intersex)

Harleen Quinzel always had trouble controlling her impulses. Coming from a very wealthy, very upper-crust family, any step out of line was harshly corrected by either of her parents. As a child she didn't know any better, but after years and years of repression coming from her family, she eventually clammed up and tried to fit into their perfect little mold. This included going to medical school, though she did at least get to pick something she was genuinely passionate about - psychology.

Harley was finally living on their own by the time they started working at Arkham, though they'd not yet broken out of that mental control their parents still had over them. Being in Arkham was like being on an alien planet. They had come from a world where everyone was fake, and Arkham seemed so...real. Talking with their patients opened their mind up even further. Even if what they did was violent, or utterly nonsensical to everyone else, insanity seemed like it was a sort of freedom that Harley never had.

This was compounded by it meeting the Joker. He saw that piece of it that wanted, desperately, to get free, and through their sessions he was able to get into it's head and...push it over the edge, so to speak.

(Harley and the Joker are not explicitly romantically involved in this, I should mention. They've got a weird queerplatonic thing going on. Also they're not toxic they're BFFs forever)

(They are Pansexual, Genderfluid, and have ADHD and Borderline Personality Disorder)

Selina Kyle grew up like an alley cat on the streets of Gotham. With two addict parents in the Narrows who cared very little about her, she was virtually homeless, with how little time she spent at home and how much she spent wandering the dangerous streets. It was in the Narrows that she met one of her closest childhood friends, Harvey Dent, and through him, the elusive Bruce Wayne.

The three of them were thick as thieves all through her childhood, though began to drift away when college time came around. Bruce had up and left the moment he turned 18 without any real warning to the two of them, and Harvey was off to college to try and become a lawyer. This left Selina all alone, once again.

But she had made a pact to herself. She didn't want to live on the streets of Gotham forever. She had started pickpocketing from a very young age, so she would just expand her skills - become Gotham's cat burglar. It started out as only a way to pay her bills, but she found she grew addicted to the feeling of it; the freedom of being able to slip into wherever she wanted and make some poor, rich fool a million dollars short. It was a sort of revenge for her (and the regular cash flow didn't hurt).

She was surprised when Bruce came back to Gotham and tried to reconnect with her. They hadn't talked in over a decade, but they found themselves reconnecting with surprising ease. Their close friendship would drive Harvey mad with jealousy, but neither of them realized that until it was too late.

The scar on her face is from Harvey's attempt on her life, after he became Two-Face.

(She is a Lesbian)

#SORRY THE BLURBS ARE SO FUCKIGN LONG #i debated putting them in separate posts but eh. im too lazy. just putting them here #frootverse #rogues gallery #pamela isley #poison ivy #harley quinn #selina kyle #catwoman #gotham city sirens #batman #my art #rogue design

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sweeteastart · 13 days

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Could I get Legend in the D3 outfit for your ask game?

Slowly melting about this anon... Thank you so much, that's like my favorite thing to draw. I'm a puddle again.

Couldn't fight the urge to do the bunny duo together !!

Didn't notice for a while but their outfit is the colour of each other's eyes lmao

Thanks for the ask ♪♪♪♪ and sorry for the wait--

#lu ravio #lu legend #linked universe #not really meant to be ship-ish #interpret it as you wish #Romantic QPR or just friendos #i just think that whatever the relationship Ravio is too good at convincing Lege to do stupid things #it looks like a cheap couple halloween costume a little bit #torally dinging it tho #debating if i should still tag it raviolink ?#eh #I'll add it later if need be #ask response 💙#lu fanart #sweeteastart

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vanesssa · 2 months

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Went through my old drafts and found this

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sentientsky · 5 months

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On Crowley, the Starmaker, and the Disruption of Intergenerational Violence

(based on this post from @nightgoodomens) I started thinking about Crowley and the Starmaker and the way in which he's an engineer at heart. But then I started gathering screencaps and making gifs and stuff, and then I was thinking about how Crowley's doing a really good job of upsetting patterns of intergenerational trauma. (Of course I'm going to talk about childhood stuff, what did you expect from me??) CONTENT WARNING: this will involve discussions of childhood trauma and abuse (not explicit)

I'll be using they/them pronouns to refer to the Starmaker and he/him pronouns for Crowley. This is for no other reason than to help me differentiate in my own writing lol.

To preface, the Starmaker is so so important to me. You have no idea; they are my beloved, my everything, my most adored.

I mean, look them. What a fucking cutie (i accidently/subconsciously picked up the habit of nose-scrunching because of this goofy little cosmic Bob the Builder)

They're also an engineer, a creator of worlds—someone who spins matter and existence into being.

Their desire to create, to make things happen is carried throughout the story.

(e.g., Crowley's rainstorm) He maintains a love for the universe and all the stars in the sky.

So what does this have to do with intergenerational trauma? Well, as we've discussed time and time again, Crowley is deeply deeply traumatized by both the violence of Heaven and of Hell. Trauma, much like the worst fucking family heirloom ever, has the capacity to be passed down through the years. Let's get more specific. What is intergenerational trauma?

(source)

(source) For example, my grandfather has a horrific temper and lashes out as a way to cope with his emotions. In turn, my father learned that being abusive towards one's children was acceptable, and applied it to his parenting of me.

In this case, Crowley was abandoned and actively forced into, "a million-light-year freestyle dive into a pool of boiling sulphur" by God—someone who is functionally his parent. In Hell, he was subject to torture and other forms of cruelty. Unsurprisingly, that leaves a fucking massive mark on an individual. It would be very easy for him to simply replicate the patterns that he learned in his time as the Starmaker and turn cold/callous/cruel. And yet he doesn't do this. As mentioned here, he is kind and compassionate. He sticks around through continual rejections, despite having only known abandonment. He answers questions (invites them even). At the same time, the trauma hasn't had a nonzero effect on him, of course. He's redirected the violence into compulsive caretaking and a kind of need to prove himself, among many other things (totally not speaking from experience here. no siree!! *sweating*). Let's take a closer look at this (because I want to and you're stuck with me hehe): Questions As we saw in season 1, Crowley cites asking questions as the reason for his Fall (an idea which we see reiterated in season 2):

Instead of replicating that same violence (by belittling, rejecting, or else lashing out at those who ask questions), we see him encouraging curiosity. Not only is this evident within the Starmaker,

but also in Crowley himself, as we see with both Muriel and Jimbriel:

Along the same lines, as he's been subject to a great deal of unkindness (understatement of the year), it would be easy for him to carry that cruelty forward (god knows my family has taken that route before. who said that!!!). Nevertheless, he remains kind, even to those who have hurt him (which isn't to say that you need to be or even should be kind to those who abuse you. abuser apologists are not a thing in this household). Kindness even in the face of mistreatment + anger Gabriel, as Crowley has mentioned, has the capacity to smite Crowley. He has actively tried to kill the love of his life. The mere presence of Gabriel in the bookshop triggers a fight or flight response in Crowley, and this disruption represents a violation of the safety of the bookshop that he and Aziraphale had established within the past however many years (see Alex's fantastic meta post for more detail regarding the bookshop becoming an unsafe space for Crowley: x)

ignore my cursor. just pretend its a fly. shh shhh it's beez just being a silly lil guy (gn). i'm too tired to remake this gif, so this is what we're working with lol

(AND THEN HE OFFERS HIM A HOT CHOCOLATE?!?!?!! couldn't be me) Case Study: The Plants (shoutout to @sighed-the-snake for their post about leaf spots) Even with regards to his plants, we see a widely different side of him beginning in the second season. In the first season, we witness him using the plants as a site of displacement/projection, in which he reenacts the violence he himself was subject to.

However, in the second season, while we don't get a lengthy view of them, episode four gives us a quick glimpse into how this approach might have altered in the four years since.

(please keep in mind that my vision is absolute dogshit, so apologies if you look at my little circles and go "what the actual fuck is she talking about?" i TRIED, okay????) Had this been the first season, these little guys wouldn't have been permitted to exist in the state they're shown here. We could argue, oh well, it's just because Crowley's been busy/distracted with other things. And while that may be the case, we've seen him preoccupied with the end of the world in season 1, and yet still exert control over the plants.

...I have no solid conclusion for this, as I'm still sick and my brain is like a bowl of stagnant dishwater at the moment. I'm not putting forth any new ideas or anything, so I guess this is all to say, "yay for cycle breakers!".

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