#i fucken guess
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ugh might as well do an intro
I’m Angel / Ciel, I go by both with a tiny preference towards Angel
I use he/they/it and neos, I’m a genderfluid bi lesboy and I can guarantee that if you ask me to explain my identity I’ll just say some stupid shit
I’m a writer and sometimes… I draw. (wow!)
I’m profiction and a darkshipper, if you don’t like those, the block button is free, please use it
No dni just don’t suck
I’m here after like 12 Twitter suspensions yay yippee
You can ask me to tag things but tbh you might be better off just blocking me
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“Mutagon is out there.”
“Doctor Vanta is advancing.”
“The Soulheart is killing me.”
“And you’re telling ME to take it easy?”
Ethan’s finally getting an updated design since he’s working on solutions for his arm, a newfound potential disease, and ways to get the upper hand over a certain twink while everyone’s heading north.
#Loomian Legacy#fanart#OC art#can i really call him my oc though#like he’s still vanta#just not vanta#what is he to me now#vanta#not not vanta#not sure abt him lol#Ethan Vanta#Dr Vanta#i fucken guess#my art
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So. Twitblr.
Original idea by @zzoupz
op post here
Close ups below
#tumblr#tumblr x twitter#twitter x tumblr#twitter memes#twitter#tumblr hellsite#twitblr#high effort shitpost#yaoi manga#i fucken guess#drawing#digital drawing#fanart#why does twitter look like a slimegirl though#twitterpocalypse
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i’ve got to give it to raiden, his claws are really fucking sexy.
#metal gear#mgrr#metal gear rising revengeance#metal gear raiden#metal gear revengeance#simping#i fucken guess#shame he’s got a wife
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what's been happening from then till now (6/24)
#noco family au#total drama#total drama noah#total drama cody#total drama noco#noco lore#fucken corny ass title but it works I guess#this au is a threat to god#im going insane
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still havent forgiven him.... that damn homophobic cat
#qsmp madagio#madagio#qsmp fanart#qsmp#qsmp fitmc#<- i guess#fucken harrowing hand i drew I'm not fixing that
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knocks down your doors with this comparison of wol-verse fornax vs pirate au fornax, with good ole ryss as a bonus comparison :)
(the secret lore behind "sometimes" being that big is well. all i will say is that it involves transformation! good luck)
(ft. @oneiroy's ryssrael tehee)
#fornax#au roe#pirate au#?? kind of applicable tag i guess LOL since their pirate self is here. and ryss' too#anyways fucken HUGE fornax hits very differently in this au and i'm gay
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Outis-centered crackfic treated seriously where she assembles an ikea bed with some sinners (for. whatever reasons) and thinks about her wife and their olive tree bed back at home in the process.
#outis#assorted outisms#limbus company#sorry i was in the mood for old woman yuri yearning#her canto would most likely focus on her involvement and hand in the smoke war but here is to hoping that her second canto#(26 districts to 13 sinners) will be her homecoming one. see you all in fucken... 6 years i guess if im even still brainrotting about her#let's watch as penelope turns out to be a man. then i will kill myse-
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Ritsu doesn't respond to Shou's messages, not cause he's disinterested or doesn't consider him a friend, but because 90% of the time he forgets he owns a phone
Like from an outsider's POV Ritsu seems like he's cold towards him or mildly annoyed but in reality he's just introverted and hasn't had any friends before besides his brother
Whatever you think they feel for one another is mutual, whether it's friendship or love or just mutual understanding and sympathy
Like, I can see them argue and be annoyed with eachother's personality once in a while but they care. I like to believe this isn't my bias but canon fact, Ritsu wouldn't have agreed to help Shou otherwise
They understand eachother. Shou tells Ritsu his big ideas and Ritsu understands how he's come to that conclusion and gives criticism and Shou listens to him. Because he knows it isn't an insult, he knows its genuine advice, he knows Ritsu actually listens and wants to help
That has its shortcomings as well, I think they're overestimating how well they understand eachother sometimes, there's a certain degree of projection happening. Their situations are similar but very, very different
What I'm trying to say is that they don't hang out that often but ten years post canon Shou could call Ritsu up after they haven't spoken in forever, unsure if he even has his number anymore, ask for help and still receive it. That Shou would let Ritsu crash on his couch after he impulsively quits his job even if months passed since their last conversation. It's not about personality compatibility with them, its about trust.
#mp100#mob psycho 100#cine te a intrebat#does this count as#ritshou#?#i like talking about them i think they are neat#also can we call them shitsu instead its a much funnier name#anyway is this headcanon? is this analysis?? no fucken clue it has shou in it so its a mix of both#hes so weird to talk about.... theres so much interpretation to be done on his end. i do think theyre besties tho#i said this before but i dont like ppl making shitsu one sided. like huh what where??? any flavour of shitsu btw. platonic romantic qpr ALL#i wanna ramble more but its getting too long everytime i try whdbwjx guess that calls for another post at another time#listen. theyve got their issues. theyve got their flaws. they dont fully understand eachother. but they will try.#they trust one another. they have eachothers backs. thats what matters. that theyre trying
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WAHOO AXE END ! how we feeling....
MOODBOARD
#I FUCKEN……………#I THOUGHT THE KNIFE END WAS BAD#and i know the game has been teasing it the whole time but to actually SEE one of the characters losing it??#and revealing that they CAN and WILL murder the other players out of cold blood?????#THAT’S. I’M FULL OF DREAD#i AM in the process of drawing a character you can probably guess who I HOPE I GET IT DONE#asks#999 liveposting#ty for your ask !!!
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Guess who finished marineford…
Meeeeeee………
The worst part is I was completely spoiled. I knew what was going to happen I got spoiled way before I thought I’d watch one piece. And yeah it actually happening didn’t make me cry that much. BUT EVERYONES REACTION AND LUFFY CRYING SHATTERED ME!!!
The intro song didn’t fucking help either jfc
#the worst part was I even guessed the episode number right#I’m keeping this vague cause like this arc probably came out before 2010 but spoilers#am I sad I was spoiled? nah I could tell it was coming#and I heard luffy takes it bad but I CLEARLY wasn’t ready ;-;#my shirt got fucken tear stains. congrats Odda you won#I think I cried over laboon more tho. or well brook finding out about laboon#if I could draw you bet your ass I’d draw fix it art of them rn#semi live reaction#one piece#marineford#monkey d. luffy#luffy#portgas d ace#:’(#random rambles#welcome to the shit show
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So I think we can all agree that Editorial is a joke at this point right? I refuse to believe that there’s anyone even there at this point
#randyvents#idk SPOILERS I GUESS but the bio for duke at the back of the issue lists Doug & Elaine as dead like???#DID YALL SERIOUSLY KILL THEM OFF PANEL??? DID YALL JUST READ ‘JOKERIZED’ AND ASSUMED THAT MEANT DIED LIKE??????????????????#Elaine JUST got cured too what the hap is fuckening 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#ihatecomicsihatecomicsihatecomics#<-said in a way that I will never stop reading them to be clear#my frustration is THRU the roof I can’t even#and I still gotta work today too wtffffff#*back of the dc power issue. sorry forgot to clarify that earlier#still need to read the actual story itself & also I’ve been SLOGGING thru urban legends 🙃#sorry for missing a post yesterday yall. January’s been an Entire Ordeal™️
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I know it shouldn't be any surprise at this point, but gods, Astarion is such a bitch! Had no intention of hooking up with him but he had an exclamation mark at the goblin camp so I came to talk, only for him to somehow reject me and keep insulting me every time I talk to him.
#BG3#baldurs gate 3#Astarion#I guess the devs did not account for someone opting out#but that's just fucken mean#pure bullying I say
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hello everyone it's Very Specific Trope Tuesday, where i tell you all about a trope that i enjoy a lot. today we have when a queer character says something along the lines of "she's my girlfriend, you intolerant fuck"
and gets a reply along the lines of "i'm not intolerant, just in disbelief that anyone would want to date you"
yes this is about deadpool 2
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Part Two: Space
Part One: Here.
Part Two: You are Here.
Part Three: Here.
Author's note: Inspired by the 1950s short story "The Man Who Came Early" by Poul Anderson. This is as close to sci-fi as I've ever written and therefore not accurate to the ISS or other actual science because its time travel. Warnings for panic and some goreless action.
International Space Station
400 km above the surface of the Earth.
21st Century
“Careful up there, Jones.” The navigation officer’s voice echoed through the intercom, making Alfred look up, a domed helmet in his hand. He grinned.
“Don’t you worry yourself, darling,” He replied. “I’ve sat on some bison bigger than that panel.”
He could practically hear her eye roll. “Stay in communication and don’t pull another stunt like that backflip.”
“Aww, c’mon. Kids on the live stream went wild for it.”
“Try me, Jones. There won’t be a presidential order on earth that’ll get you back up here again.”
“Laaaaaame.”
The ISS floated serenely 400 kilometres above the earth. Alfred sailed from the equipment locker, pushing off until he reached the airlock. An old hand at this, it was almost as intuitive as horseback riding was when he was younger, but his heart sped up anyway. He clamped his helmet down and checked the comms.
“Eagle Scream, back to baseboys, over. Confirm baseboys.”
He could practically hear an eye roll from the command module. “Eagles don’t even scream. They get that sound from a hawk.”
“That should be a state secret.” Alfred grumbled. There was a whoosh as the airlock was sealed at the inner end. He opened the outer hatch, giving it one final pat for good luck. Hitching his tether, he grabbed the metal rails and took a moment. He never got sick of this part, the void of nothingness with the sheer expanse of the universe before him. The sun was at 40 degrees; the planet was just behind him.
Tossing a look over his shoulder, he could see the little green sweep of Nantucket at the edge of a grey nor’easter. He released one hand to get a better look. He was a handsome bugger from this angle, almost a thousand miles above the earth. He couldn’t quite reach his ass in the suit, but California looked good regardless. When he was done being vain, reverence swept him through the weightless silence. He leaned his helmeted head against his shoulder, watching his pale blue dot. He smiled: home sweet home.
“Move your ass, Jones.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He snapped out of his reverie, grinning in the helmet. After releasing the rails, he sailed gracefully up and behind until the Canadarm appeared. She was preloaded. All he had to do was line it up, fix some wiring and screw it in, and they were golden.
“Jones to command. Jones to command. Come in command. Need you to swing’er over nice and easy.”
The bright white arm twitched on its crane-like elbow joint, and its flexing attachment worked as steel fingers clamped on the panels and kept them in place as Alfred fastened them. It had better joints than Matt, only whirring softly instead of popping and creaking like organic bubble wrap. Alfred positioned himself near the panel that needed replacing, flexing his hands and cracking his knuckles before pulling out his wrench. The arm reached out, perhaps a bit too fast.
“Whoa, easy on the gears! My brother will shit bricks if we fuck up his baby.”
“Sorry.”
Alfred replaced the panels for an hour. The steady guidance of the Canadarm provided the stability he needed to make damn sure the solar panel was securely in place. He stopped, needing an adjustment as the command module chatted with Houston.
Alfred patted the arm and said, "You've got a better grip on that panel than Mattie does on his mental health." She was almost alive, the machinery warm, and she practically purred.
“Captain, we’ve got some funky radiation readings.”
“Almost done, just crank’er up .2 degrees and I can get this finished and come back in for some sweet tea.”
“Houston advises re-entry.”
So? They hadn’t ordered to retreat, and navigation wasn’t panicking. “I just need oh point two degrees and thirty seconds.”
“Noted.”
Canadarm moved a touch. “There you go.” He centred the panel and lined up the screws. He was the last one in when the alarm rang. Emergency lights flashed red and blue. Alfred had never heard them in action before and grew cold. Comms opened again. No. He breathed. He was not panicking.
“Captain, they’re ordering re-entry.”
“Retract the arm. On my way.”
Alfred gripped the rungs and swung his line out of the way. He pushed off hard and scrambled over the top of the rigid cylinder of the can-shaped module. It was dark here, away from his work lights and sliding across the expanse towards the hatch. He caught himself on the handle, keeping his movements controlled.
“Captain?”
“Almost there.”
“Radiations rising!”
Alfred glanced towards the sun, not looking at it. It was brighter now, with dark fire spots. The rings of light jumping up the Corona stretched and flexed like the hoops of the flexible baleen skirts he used to crawl under every now and then before Lemonade Lucy came along and put him on the straight and narrow.
“Why didn’t anyone tell me we were going to get solar flares?”
“The data didn’t show any!”
“Well, that just dills my pickle.” He muttered. He was almost at the hatch. It was brighter now, and he scrambled up the rungs, barely touching one before climbing the next. Alfred swung at the hatch.
Almost there, almost there. Why was he hot? He shouldn’t be hot. His fingers slipped inside his gloves, but he had the lever in his hand. The world fell black before he closed his fingers.
Incident Report
Diplomatic Security Service
Bureau of Diplomatic Security
State Department
On [redacted] and at [redacted], the ISS and ground services at Carnaval facilities reported unusual radiation readings and advised the crew to return inside. See addendum one. Captain [redacted] was in contact with personnel until Captain [redacted]'s suit abruptly transmitted a distress beacon. A thorough search of the ISS was conducted, leading to the discovery of an empty spacesuit, with the helmet still attached. The inner flight suit, including the Snoopy cap and lining, was not recovered. It has been suggested that a replacement may have been made. However, the space suit contained four viable samples of [redacted]'s DNA, leaving no doubt that it belonged to [redacted]. See Addendum Two.
Two simultaneous investigations were conducted by a multidisciplinary team of experts from [redacted] and [redacted]. Interviews were conducted, telemetry data analyzed, and video footage reviewed. The spacesuit Captain [redacted] wore was intact, with no signs of damage or malfunction. Video footage and telemetry data did not reveal any abnormalities or anomalies, except as previously noted. Crew interviews did not provide any significant information regarding the incident. Pushback regarding these results has been seen overseas, significantly [redacted] and [redacted]. It is the recommendation of this body that our counterparts be updated as to the results of this investigation due to the international familial ties of the next of kin and the diplomatic pressure being leveraged.
#hws america#aph america#the dangeld axe to grind: the viking age time travel au#my writing || cacoethes scribendi#Alfred and the stars || the first golden retriever in space#alfred || o beautiful for spacious skies#dont know why im continuing this part one flopped so hard but lmaoooo i finally figured out how to do plot i fucken guess
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