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mattdrawssometimes · 3 months

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School messy doodles (ft: my handwritting)

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3456boidone · 1 year

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They're stupid together

#osomatsu oc #self insert x cannon #jyushimatsu x self insert #jyushimatsu #matsuno jyushimatsu #sorry for not posting nor being active a lot of stuff has been happening to me and i just got back from nyc yesterday #i wanted to put them in highschool and how they technically meet #Jyushi x lily #I'm not creative with names lol

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indecisive-dizzy · 4 months

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Hi bestie I’m 17 now

Have any oc or welcome home ideas u wanna share?

I’m curious to know more about your ocs ^^

🥺 my ocs? u want to know my babies??

fr tho I have SO many but surprisingly not too many Welcome Home ocs (outside Howdy and Eddie's family) haha. I shall talk about two of them! Under Read More tho bc this is Long

First up is CJ Chronicle! I've shared an opposite au version of him for jace's au but never shared the og!

BOOM Here's my boy!! His bio has most info but some extra stuff:

25 years old!

Height is between Frank and Eddie's

Pansexual, crushing on Frank and Eddie. He wants to hold both their hands

He and Frank can talk literature for Hours. Frank lent them some books for writing inspo and that's when they fell.

CJ and Eddie also talk a lot! I hc that Eddie likes to read too and showed interest in CJ's published books. Then he Actually Read Them. CJ was baffled and smitten.

History nerd. He will purposely point out historical inaccuracies in Sally's plays to get under her skin.

on that note he gets along with everyone but Sally and occasionally Barnaby. The dog can be very distracting and he needs quiet when writing.

I'll keep it at that for now! I need to make an official post for him haha

Next up is Valerie Viola! She's a bee from New Jersey and a bad bitch! But also very sweet! I don't have an official art for her cuz I Suck at fem body types (working on it) but I have picrew lol.

Trans mtf, she/her. Biromanitc, Demisexual.

27 years old!

shorter than Howdy, up to his shoulder in height

Rides a motorcycle

Was born hard of hearing, can't hear jack without her hearing aids. Her whole family knows sign!

Architect! She makes building plans and also dabbles in interior design

In a long distance relationship with Howdy! They met in college and kept in touch as they went down their own career paths

They met up again few years later when Howdy was visiting family and confessed feelings they've both had since college!

has four arms, and only two legs. Plus little bee wings that she can use to just slightly lift herself off the ground. High enough to kiss Howdy but that's it lol

Has a pet rat named Stink! He's a little goober

Wants to live with/closer to Howdy but struggles with the idea of leaving her home city.

Has talked to Barnaby over the phone and thinks he's the funniest guy (next to Howdy).

She's joked that if Howdy cheated on her with Barn she wouldn't even be mad. (poly? maybe.)

gets along with everyone else, but Julie can be a lot for her at times

Uuuh yeah I'll leave it at that lol

I need to get to work on getting Val some official art but hhhh high effort art is a struggle rn. Either way I hope you like my babies!! Thank u for letting me show them off sigh I need to talk about them more. Especially Valerie, poor girl got left at the store for a bit lol

#woah 17!!! Sick bro ur almost done highschool then yeah?#god i sound old saying that. im gonna dig myself a hole to lie in brb-#jk jk #I'm only like 3 years older than u #ik my bio says 19 but thats gonna change in like a month yikes #anywho sorry this post is long. But i love my babies and needed an excuse #Seriously I will make official post for ocs i just need the time and motivation lol #welcome home #welcome home ocs #my ocs #neon child #dizztalkstoomuch #not using character tags bc this is technically just about ocs #if u want to hear about non welcome home ocs lemme know #<3 #dizzy ocs

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bread-of-death · 10 months

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Bruh I'm apparently a straight A college student so far

#I didn't even realize it #so I've taken #oh I've taken more classes than I thought #okay so I took two dual enrollment courses in highschool along with some AP courses #with the DE- it's through the local community college- so it directly transfers (as I am now attending the local cc)#it was only two highschool courses- but it counts as four total courses for college (2 semesters for each class)#so technically as far as the college is concerned- that's four total classes (college English 1&2- and a government course 1&2)#each was 3 college credits so 12 total #anyways that's four classes right there #and I managed to get at least an A- each semester (kinda had to drag myself through my Gov class)#and then I've taken 2 courses while actually attending the community college #and they were super easy (a required college skills course and a music history course)#so yeah #6 total courses #and I'm somehow still a straight A student #this will almost certainly change when I have to take Calculus and Chemistry in the fall lol #my dad even said he won't really be able to help me :')#I'm so screwed man I'm gonna be at tutoring 24/7

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lincolndjarin · 8 months

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Pretty in Pink

main masterlist ✧ kinktober masterlist ✦

kinktober : day three - afab!reader x no-outbreak!joel miller

prompt : breeding [ 18+ mdni ]

word count : 1.5k

summary : you and joel have been trying for a baby for a while now, you're skeptical when you get advice from a friend but you're willing to try anything at this point.

warnings, etc. : fluffy, smut, praise, joel 'breeding kink' miller, p in v, unprotected sex, lingerie, creampie, pregnancy talk, this is just a quick little porny fluffy drabble lmao

a/n : yippee! happy 3rd day of oct!! def expect a lot of days switching around lmao, i'm just going w the flow lol

You stare at the bathroom mirror, you feel a little ridiculous but you know he’s had a hard week and at this point you’ll do anything to help him relax. So you put on the pink satin nightie your friend had convinced you he’d love. You put on a bit of makeup before opening the door a smidge.

“Close your eyes.” You sound like a child the way you whine.

“You’re killin’ me darlin’.”

“Please?”

“Okay, okay.” You can practically hear the way he holds his hands up in defeat.

You’re learning the hard way that trying for a baby is a long and arduous task. With Sarah in highschool, and Ellie in elementary, you’ve agreed now is as good a time as any to try for one more. The only problem is you haven’t been feeling great about how long it’s taking. You’re easily discouraged despite how willing Joel seems to try as often and as hard as possible to knock you up.

So when your friend who is currently six months along offered to give you some advice you were more than willing to sit down at a nearby mall and talk. You’d expected to hear the usual technical jargon. Track your cycle, avoid using lube, and reduce your caffeine intake. You’ve been doing all of that and more for months now with no luck but much to your surprise she had only one piece of advice.

“Have fun with it.”

It sounded absurd to you but she kept on explaining. Telling you that it was important that you were both comfortable and enjoying yourselves, it helped her to try new things. You tried to explain to her that Joel was old fashioned, he didn’t like new things. He liked you naked and in a bed, nothing fancy involved.

Your friend of course didn’t seem convinced, dragging you to Victoria Secret, insisting that the sheer little pink thing you’d settled on was perfect.

Except it doesn’t feel perfect.

Because now you actually have to show him and you’re pretty sure he’s just going to have you take it off immediately and you’ll feel like an idiot and this will all be for nothing.

You take a few steps out of the bathroom, he’s sitting on the bed, back against the headboards as move towards him. wringing your hands nervously. He looks like he always does. Handsome, and in his boxers and navy blue shirt. You’re beside him now and you’re just about to lose your nerve.

“Nevermind this is stupid.” You blurt out as he opens his eyes. You give him an apologetic smile as he looks you up and down. You turn around, wanting to just change and forget any of this happened as he grabs you by your arm, pulling you onto the bed.

“Not stupid, not stupid at all.” He stares at you, infatuated as he pulls you onto his lap. He takes a bit of the see through fabric in his hands, running it through his fingers. “S’pretty.”

“Really? You like it?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“I thought you didn’t like this kind of thing.”

“What kind of thing? Pretty things? I like you, why wouldn't I like this.” Your face gets hot as he lifts the fabric, running a finger along the hem of the matching pink panties.

“You really like it?” Your face is getting hotter by the second as he drags you forward by your hips so you can feel his hard on straining through his boxers.

“Like it so much.” He rocks his hips up against you with a groan. “Such a- fuck, such a pretty color.” He hooks a finger onto the crotch of your panties, pulling them to the side as he ruts up against you, watching with hungry eyes as you soak the front of his underwear. He usually spends quite a bit of time warming you up but now he seems wildly impatient as he pulls his dick out over the band of his boxers along with his balls. “Want you to wear this more often, s’nice.”

“Th-thanks.” You stammer out as he guides his cock into you as you sit up on your knees.

“Sit down, sugar, take it all, I know you can do it.” Once he nudges the first couple of inches into you he brings his hands back to the sheer fabric. You do as he says, taking your time until you’re fully impaled on it, the two of you moaning in unison.

“Oh, Joel.” You whisper, feeling the blunt head of his cock bump against your cervix.

“Bet this would be even prettier stretched over a round belly.” He squeezes your hips, leveraging you down onto him as he thrusts up into you. You’ve never seen him so worked up as his hips jolt up into you, his breathing going unsteady. He’s never been one to talk during the deed, usually all you can get out of him is a few grunts and curses but now he seemingly can’t stop mumbling to himself as he marvels at the way the pick fabric clings to you in some places while flowing freely in others. “Can’t wait to have you bouncing on my cock when you’ve got your bump.” The sudden vulgarity from him shoots sparks through your veins as you slowly start moving, raising and dropping your hips, reveling in the feeling of him filling you completely as he bunches up the fabric a bit, pulling it out of the way so he can watch you take him.

“Joel please-” You whine, your hands go to the headboard behind him to steady yourself. “Please touch me.” He enthusiastically obliges, one hand going to your clit while the other palms at your breast, rolling your nipple between his fingers over the thin fabric. He leans forward, pulling your breast out of the nightie, sucking the tender flesh.

“These are gonna get bigger too.” He mumbles against your tit, your hips stutter as he sinks his teeth into the swollen nub. “Gonna be so round- and soft.” He sucks your nipple back into his mouth, his fingers picking up speed between your legs as you feel your stomach getting tight, your breath going ragged as you slam your hips down on him, pressing him deep against the spot inside of you that makes you see stars. “Come on- fuck, fucking take it.” He growls as he pops his mouth off of you, pulling you into a kiss as you chase the feeling inside of you, moaning against him until in one sharp motion you seat yourself on him completely, sending yourself over that edge.

His lips move from your mouth to your chin, then cheeks, then forehead, he kisses you everywhere as you work yourself through your orgasm, everything going tense as that white hot fire ripples through your veins.

When you come down from your high your legs feel like jelly and you honestly aren’t sure you’re gonna be able to keep going but thankfully he takes matters into his own hands, planting his feet on the mattress firmly behind you as he wraps his arms around your torso to keep you upright. He fucks up into you, his pace brutal and unrelenting as he buries his face in the crook of your neck.

“Gonna fill up this pretty pussy, make you a mama.” He murmurs against the sensitive skin of your throat, his thrusts quickly becoming clumsy as he groans. He’s quick to follow you, his cock pulses and you can feel him spill against your walls, his demeanor softens with his prick as he rubs his nose against yours. “I love you s’much.” He mumbles, gently lifting you, helping you off his lap as you lay beside him.

You take a moment, catching your breath as he leaves the room, returning quickly with a glass of water, handing it to you as he turns the lights off, crawling into the blankets with you as you lay your head on his chest.

“Love you.” He says quietly, giving you a quick kiss that you know means good night as he settles in.

You sit in silence for a few minutes before sighing mostly to yourself.

“What if this doesn’t work? Like ever?” You whisper into the darkness, curling yourself up closer to him.

You expect him to be asleep, or to brush you off, and to tell you that it will. Instead he just pulls you closer.

“Then we’ll keep trying. And if it doesn’t work then we’ll look into other options. I went through the adoption process once already, it should be easier the second time around.” He kisses your forehead and you feel him relax, you know he’ll be asleep in a few minutes. You’re just happy he’s willing to validate your worries.

“Good night, love you.” You murmur, you really do mean it.

He’s right. You’ll keep trying, and if it doesn’t happen, it doesn’t happen. There’s no way to know if you’re pregnant or not until then. (Although Joel isn’t all that surprised when you take a test two weeks later and are met with two blue lines.)

a/n : for the first time ever i actually like something i wrote lol

#lincolndjarin #kinktober 2023 #kinktober #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller fic #joel tlou #tlou joel #joel the last of us #joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller smut #joel miller x you #the last of us #fan fiction

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cordeliawhohung · 3 months

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What was wife!reader and shy!reader like in highschool? Idk y i could see shy!reader as like ex-party/popular girl or scene kid and shy!reader just trys to hide it but wife!reader gets tipsy and starts telling stories about stuff they got up to when like skipping or something lol, or maybe shy!reader moves in with Simon and he finds her old stuff from highschool! Assuming wife!reader and shy!reader met in highschool

Don't answer if u don't feel like to!

i'm hijacking your ask to share some In Limbo lore!

while i can't tell you the exact circumstances of how shy!reader (nicknamed Chip in the story) and wife!reader (Row) met, they technically met while Chip was in high school, but Row had been graduated for quite some time. i've actually got specific ages put in mind for Chip, Simon, Row, Price, and Marco (an oc) just because past events and ages are important to the story. it's already been established (sorta) that Simon is 32 in the story (26 in the prologue, plus six years passed since he joined up with Price, etc etc,) but i'm afraid to explain Chip's age because it's technically a reader insert and all that and yeah.

anyway, we sort of see a little bit on how Row was in high school in It Will Come Back!

“I am,” you quipped before grinning. Carefully, you reached a hand up to the collar of your uniform and pulled down, exposing the side of your neck and some of your collar bone. There were several, small and faint hickies that he probably wouldn’t have noticed if it wasn’t for you pointing them out. “A girl’s gotta have her fun.”

she's a proper student (has to be since she's the chiefs daughter and all, ya know) but has a secret wild side. nothing super crazy! but she was well liked by most of her peers!

as for Chip, well, her personality was pretty much the same as a kid as it is now that she's an adult lmao. polite, quiet, easily flustered. her best friend in high school was her mom. she never got into trouble, and had a few friends who would drag her off to formals and events and whatnot, but she's quite literally the mold of a perfect citizen that never gets in to trouble.

never ever.... (:

#core responds #mafia!141 #in limbo #take this as a warning if you'd like (:

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phantomskeep · 1 year

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Putting the "Fun" Back in "Funeral" Excerpts Pt. 1

okay yes I am impatient and I kind of want feedback on this idea, so have some excerpts from the Dead on Main fic I'm writing! \o/ (also I have no idea how to format things LOL). There is a very, VERY large timeskip between E1 and E2, btw. Criticisms and opinions are very welcomed!

Warning for small bits of violence in E1, and for mention of blood in E2 as well as a suggestive ending ;)

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Danny sometimes wishes he could travel through time. Don’t get him wrong! He knows the danger of messing up the time stream (Dan, Desiree, and Clockwork all taught him that much) but there are still times when he’ll sit on top of a building, staring at the stars, wondering what he would change given half the chance.

Currently, however, he was debating on his life choices while not on a rooftop.

White gloved hands shakily grasped broken concrete, slowly lifting his broken body out of the crater in the middle of some random street. The latest ghost who decided to try their hand at using Danny as a punching bag was one that he hadn’t encountered before. His usual roster of ghostly enemies still came by, of course. Ember, Skulker, Lunch Lady, Johnny 13, Kitty and Box Ghost at least visited Amity Park once a week, if not more. However, the ghostly entity that Danny was currently facing? He had never seen them before.

As Danny raised himself out of his impromptu resting place he considered the being before him. Dark, void black skin and fur greeted him. The ghost’s face was an odd cross between a horse’s and dogs - long, block-shaped snout with a mouth reaching right up to under their dark red eyes. Pointed ears flicked wildly back and forth between a long mane that reached just up until the collar of the ghost’s thick golden necklace. The ghost’s choice of clothes baffled the white-haired ghost greatly, black dress shirt and (oddly enough) bright golden skinny jeans? Really? Who died and thought that was a good fashion choice?

Yeah, Danny was just as confused.

The other ghost looked down at the young halfa, “I cannot fathom how you are the one Hotep described to me.” He sneered, clearly mocking Danny. “The great Akuris will easily defeat such a pathetic child.”

Danny gasped, mock-offended. “Well, Mr. Fursuit, I will have you know that at least I don’t dress like an accountant in the middle of a mid-life crisis.” He smirked before resting a soul-piercing green glare at the larger ghost floating above where Danny stood. “Or would it be mid-afterlife crisis?”

With that, Danny leapt back into action. He swung a powerful punch directly into Akuris’s long muzzle causing the dark ghost to be pushed back. Amity Park’s ghostly hero did not relent on his assault, though. Danny followed the other ghost’s backwards momentum to bodily slam into his opponent’s soft belly in a move he often saw Dash pull during his football practices. The twenty year old halfa quickly grabbed the Fenton thermos off of his belt loop, taking the opportunity to finally capture the winded ghost.

A great sigh left Danny’s body as he hovered in the air, surveying the damage leftover from the fight between the two. It was well around two in the morning, judging by the placement of the twinkling stars. Today was the day of his coronation - exactly five years after he defeated Pariah Dark.

Originally, Danny was told he was technically king of the Ghost Zone in the aftermath of the battle. The young ghost had argued with the mysterious time-themed ghost named Clockwork who appeared. Danny was successfully able to get a five-year grace period of kingly procrastination.

Since then, Danny had grown up a little bit. He defeated his alternate evil self, discovered new powers, traveled through time on Clockwork’s request, graduated highschool, took a gap year to focus solely on fighting ghosts, and successfully never let his parents or the world know about his ghostly half. All in all, Danny considered it a successful five years.

All good things must come to an end, though. The half ghost kept staring dejectedly at the stars so far away. He knew that even though he probably *should* tell his parents what was going on, the fear of everything going wrong lurked in the back of his mind. After the events of Dan, the young man pulled away from his parents bit by bit. It was grief that drove Danny to rip out the most vulnerable parts of himself, after all. If he had nothing to grieve about then he would never be pushed into doing something as drastic like destroying the world, right?

Jazz disagreed very heavily with his mentality, but he was fine with that.

Another sigh left the poor halfa’s body and he re-hooked the Fenton Thermos to his beltloop. He might as well go back home to continue to lick his wounds before Danny had to, unfortunately, be crowned king. What a shitty Tuesday.

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A delightful aroma wafted through the late morning air, easily slipping between the weak rays of sunlight filtered through the windows. Jason slowly blinked as he shuffled his way out of bed, slightly wincing when his bruised leg hit the time-worn wooden floors. He still hadn’t fully recovered from the latest fight with Scarecrow – something Danny certainly wasn’t letting him forget. Thinking of the ghostly man, Jason glanced over to the other side of their shared bed only to see the sheets rumpled but obviously used. With a small sigh, Jason pushed himself off his mattress and started his sleepy trek into the apartment’s kitchen.

The sight of a smaller, pale man with his exposed back to Jason was always something the man longed to see. The first time Danny was relaxed and comfortable enough around Jason’s home (and by extension, Jason himself) to make the pair breakfast had rapidly become one of the man’s most favorite memories. It made the middle of his chest hum with feelings of pride-safe-I-did-that-yes-home-safe. Of course, seeing his boyfriend only in space-themed boxers was something Jason loved for another reason, as well.

Danny let out a small laugh, pushing back against the strong chest bracing him. “Jason,” he whined, dragging out the man’s name. The other man just hummed and dropped his chin on top of Danny’s head. Large arms wrapped securely around the younger man’s torso and waist, Jason’s steady breaths moving Danny’s smaller body as the Crime Lord hugged his lover from behind.

“Yes?” The taller man asked.

Danny half-turned his head to look into Jason’s similar crystal blue eyes. “If you keep this up the pancakes are going to end up burnt,” he warned half-heartedly.

A deep chuckle shook the smaller man’s body and Danny couldn’t help but purr contently at the feeling. Jason always made the younger feel so safe. Even when he came back to their shitty little apartment deep into the heart of Crime Alley covered in blood, or when the Pit Rage got the better of Jason so early into their relationship. Jason, to Danny, felt so much like home sometimes it physically hurt.

“What if,” Jason said slyly, blue eyes-half lidded with promise. He leaned closer onto Danny’s body, his mouth ghosting across a pointed ear. “I wanted something different for breakfast instead?”

Danny gasped as Jason finally captured his lips in a kiss. Calloused, practiced hands ran over cold cheeks and through soft hair. The half-ghost ran one hand along the stove’s counter, finding the dial to turn off the stove quickly. The man turned around in the comforting embrace before fully facing Jason.

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aaaand yeah that's it! I'm slowly finishing up chapter one and I'm hoping to get it posted this weekend ^-^

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tblsomedoodles · 3 months

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Redesigned some very old ocs for laughs

(also my speedpaint.)

technically these are a young version of my very first oc's parents, but they're adorable on their own.

I'm not going to get into everything, b/c that would take forever (and i doubt anyone wants to read me rambling about the novel sized original work i wrote in highschool. mostly b/c it's really bad lol.)

But the blonde girl is named Crystaline, and the black haired boy is named Talden. They do eventually fall in love and all that jazz, but upon meeting for the first time, they immediately hate eachother

(i have this doodle saved as "murder duo" not b/c they'd both down to murder, but b/c as teens, they were ready to murder eachother lol.) (especially Crystaline. She's damn near feral.)

anyways link to speedpaint will be added soon

edit: Speedpaint is here

#oc art #oc crystaline #oc talden #my doodles #my speedpaint #link for convenience #i haven't drawn these two in like a decade #and i've never drawn them as their little rebellious teen selves #this was fun

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bonesandthebees · 7 months

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Hey bee? Did you ever have to deal with any strange school rules as a highschooler? I just got dress coded for frizzy hair (my hair is naturally frizzy, I was having a good hair day too) and I need a friend lol

-🌻

wtf dress coded for frizzy hair?? that. that feels like it should be illegal. I'm so sorry sunflower that's genuinely fucked up

technically my school had a dress code but the teachers barely enforced it. we weren't supposed to show our midriffs but I wore crop tops all the time anyway. I mostly had male teachers and they never wanted to dress code me bc they didn't want to come off as weird, so only the female teachers would try to dress code me but even then I made sure to wear a cardigan so I'd just button it up to appease them and then unbutton it the second i left the class lol

weird rule we did have though was no PDA. couples couldn't kiss or even hold hands in the hallway. except the thing was my school was really about being progressive and accepting, so the teachers NEVER wanted to scold queer couples. they only ever reported the straight couples for PDA, meanwhile the queer kids would literally make out in the hallways and teachers wouldn't say shit because they didn't wanna be seen as homophobic 😭 it was so funny my school was just unintentionally heterophobic

#ask #sunflower anon

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thegnomelord · 16 days

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Bro he absolutely was omg. And I work at my old highschool as a janitor now so like, everyday I risk passing him in the halls and I s2g if I see him after having that dream I'll actually just lose it

Oooo we love spiting father's here, favorite activity. I'm actually at my father's house rn and he hates that I got my septum pierced because he still sees me as a girl and thinks that because, where I live, almost every white girl had the septum piercing that I'm being too like...similar to others?? But I've wanted to get the piercing since I was little so eh

Also, had an ifrit thought. Would be be technically resistant to fire? Like, he wouldn't be able to be burned by normal fire since he's a fire mage? (Also loved that joke about the fridge and the asshole)

- 🪒

Lol and in all probability he probably knows you have a crush on him :Dd

Okay 1; my dyslexia acted up and i read splitting instead of spiting and was confused for a solid 5 minutes. And 2; fuck him, good on you for doing what you want :D. I genuinely hate it when ppl attribute your wants to just fads. My parents see tattoos just for criminals and act like I plan to murder someone when I talk about getting tattoos lol

As for Ifrit; It's complicated. Elemental mages have varying degrees of resistance to their element depending on their abilities, but no full immunity. So with Ifrit, the mage marks act as armor so no mater the heat they would be fine, for the rest of his body, fire would need to be very very hot and concentrated to injure him.

The biggest danger to mages are the side effects not caused by magic. So for lets say fire magic, the fire may be magical in nature, but the smoke created by burning things with the magic fire isn't and can hurt him as it would you or me. Hell, Ifrit has gone through 3 sets of lungs in a little over a decade just because of how deadly smoke inhalation is. It's also why he wears the gas mask.

#gnome's tea break #gnome correspondence #🪒anon

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nonokoko-draws · 3 months

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Can't contain myself anymore. Here's the silly sona I made + info because I want to ramble about them

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◇ Noor ("Nur") is an unisex arabic name which means "light", "candle" or "The Divine Light". I wanted to put something else on their design about arabic culture since in my country there's a lot of it in our roots (the Al-Andalus era) but I'll make another outfit for that. And they have a surname but I haven't decided yet.

Edit: apparently his name meaning is similar to Tomoshibi. That was not planned but I'm not complaining 😂

◇ Uses he/they/she in that order of preference, though not many close to them uses she/her. Ok with being treated as a girl but most treat Noor as a boy; Arajin got shocked by this because he thought Noor was just a tomboy who uses "boku" (technically he's not wrong because Noor can be a tomboy and a femboy)

◇ Around 5'4" or 5'5" (164-167cm). Much shorter than most guys at school yeah

◇ In their right shoulder they have tattoo with the sentence "The warmth of devotion" written below. Made it because I liked the idea of a tattoo kind of opposite / inspired by Marito's

◇ Under that ripped seifuku shirt they wear a turtleneck crop top. A crop top below a crop top lol

◇ Noor also wears Pompompurin socks (real ones you can find on Miniso); sailor moon sneakers (based on real ones but don't look the same) and a "devil eye" wristband on her right arm, jewellery which supposedly protects you from negative energy and bad luck. His character design was originally thought to be inspired by one animal but it has three

◇ Repeated first year in highschool so he's a year older than the freshmen. Went with somebody else to the same middle school. Friends with Matakara, Komao and Zabu (although he teases and bickers with Zabu a lot so it may don't look like they are friends from the outside, more like they hate each other)

◇ Rumours say he joined Minato Kai because of shoujo manga but that's not true. Technically

◇ Prefers to use his legs on fights than punching but can and will do both. A very dirty opponent because except weapons Noor will use anything to win, be it biting, scratching, using his doe-eyed looks... They don't follow a fighting style per se, just attack with their all however he sees fit

◇ If I had to guess Noor could probably beat Mahoro, Tatsuto and present Arajin (without Senya's powers) in a fight; the result could be the same against Komao or Zabu, but he would struggle much more and he would lose against anyone in Matakara's level or stronger like the gang leaders. May be able to take two average strong opponents in a fight but chances are they lose against more than two. Prefers one on one combats

◇ I usually don't use Japanese honorifics in my comics or tags but Noor could be called "Noor-pyon" by Komao, "Noory-chan" by Matakara and have another nickname by Marito (in a hypothetical world where he likes this boyfailure)

#artists on tumblr #my art #nonokoko's art #♡ — my art #♡ — my ocs #bucchigiri?!#bucchigiri oc #nonokoko's ocs #oc : noor #I wanna draw them more tbh #may post more tomorrow #their mouth is not always cat shaped I just felt like making it like that #and their eyes usually don't have that much light I just wanted to draw him similar to the series style #do me a favour and don't look too much into the doddles anatomy it sucks 😂#this is all I remember rn. May throw more lore

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t4tcecilos · 1 year

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omg tell me abt josh crayton .....

hiiii omg twirls my hair <3 its essay time <3 @itawalrus also asked ^w^ tagging bc. i can.

okay im super attached to him as a character first off. hes just. hes SO night vale.

like!! to me. he really represents one of the core aspects of wtnv, which is showing humans being humans, and overall humanity being humanity. hes a shapeshifter!!! and yet!!! hes still so HUMAN and REAL!!

hes described as "a boy of many forms but only one self.” which first of all. cool as hell. second. hes genderqueer to me. tbh.

he got stuck. as a waterfall. for A While. because he was anxious!! which yeah ive never done that personally BUT I GET IT!!!

theres one moment in it devours! that ive been thinking about which when nils is questioning him about one of the pits that appeared, and he says: “I wish I could help you more. You seem like a nice lady with good intentions. But I don't want to get in any trouble. And I'm just a kid. I like to think I'm more than that, but sometimes I'm just a kid. I'm sorry.”

hes a highschooler at that point in the story and it just. hits so much. hes just a kid!!! hes a shapeshifter yeah, and he likes to think hes more than just a teenager but at his core hes still a kid. which. IDK i related to that lol

i just think its so interesting how this background character who’s not technically human is written to be so realistic and real. he’s literally a highschooler hes my friend josh!!!!! he’s insecure and he pretends he isn’t!!!!! hes struggled throughout his life in many ways (not just bc hes a shapeshifter)

he loves his mom and he loves his sister even if he struggles w that sometimes!!! he likes multiple genders!!!! people understand him and his emotions even when hes a creature/idea/thing that cant show them!!! he loves being cute animals….

im a sucker for inhuman characters being some of the most human characters <333 ilove josh crayton hes my best friend

#posts #HES !!!!!! ONE OF MY FAVS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#theres also something to be said about how ingrained he is in the night vale community!!! hes IN the story <3 hes there<3 #weve never even heard his voice . blinks #asks #wtnv #welcome to night vale #josh crayton #idk if this is coherent but its fine. dances #shoutout to josh crayton. one of the most boygirls ever

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gnpwdrnwhiskey · 11 months

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Teenage Dreams & Fireworks

Pairing- Jack Daniels x f!reader SunDrop

Word Count- 500-ish

Warnings- a little bit of a pity party and a lot of tooth rotting fluff

Author's Note- well, hoped to have this done earlier in the day, but I guess it's technically still the 4th? lol 🤷🏻‍♀️

After almost two decades away, you had forgotten how frantic holidays were for people in the service industry. Month after month of barely catching your breath before the orders started piling in for the next corporate party, the next school function, the next family barbeque.

July 4th was no different, except there was finally an end in sight- no big holidays until the fall, hallelujah. The bakery was operating on reduced hours for the day, allowing time for the parade in the morning and then closing early enough to make it to the elementary school and stake out a perfect spot for the fireworks.

You had mixed feelings about the whole thing this year and were tempted to just skip it. Jack was working, Maddie would be with Ty, your parents had declared they were too old and it was too hot to attend when they could catch most of it from their back porch anyway, so even though you had always loved the spectacle, your options if you went were awkward third wheel or go it alone.

You'd never really been one to run with the cool kids, never watched the fireworks with a group of friends, never made out with your boyfriend in the bed of his truck while the night exploded around you- had in fact spent every 4th of July of your highschool years with Maddie and your parents while Clayton was off with the rest of the football team and the cheerleaders sneaking stolen beers from their parents or older siblings coolers. And you can admit it now, you're wistful about it. You had wanted that, still want it now, still envious of the girls who got to have that picture perfect teenage love summer moment.

Deciding not to let yourself be maudlin about it, you go anyway, maneuvering the Wagoneer to a prime parking spot before wandering the crowd- accepting a hot dog here and a beer there, polite interactions with people you hadn't seen in years until you moved back home- killing time until the sun went down and the show started.

Dusk finds you meandering your way back to the Jeep, shooting Jack a quick text as you go, not expecting a response and definitely not expecting a grinning deputy to be leaning against the back of the Wagoneer waiting for you.

"I missed you too, sunshine."

"Aren't you supposed to be working?"

"Don't I look like I'm working?" Gesturing to himself decked out in his full uniform. "See, sugar, this is what we call multi-tasking. I am currently patrolling this event, while simultaneously talking to the prettiest woman here."

"Don't be a smart ass," you laugh, leaning on the tailgate next to him and bumping his shoulder.

"You like it," Jack smirks, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you in close for a kiss. Long and slow, just like the first time, just like every time, constantly fanning the flames, creating his own fireworks. "No more talking, sweetheart, the show's about to start."

You lean your head against his shoulder and smile up at the dark night sky waiting for the illuminations to begin. Looks like this year you'll finally get your moment.

#agent jack whiskey daniels #agent whiskey fanfiction #agent whiskey x female reader #jack whiskey daniels #jack daniels fanfic #jack daniels x female reader #jack x sundrop universe

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theloveinc · 4 months

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Can we know why she went from best friend to fat footed bitch please👀😂

No worries if not, I'm just up late

lol i actually think i called her a fat footed bitch BEFORE we stopped being friends (altho... probs not much before) becauseeeeee... the last year we were friends was rocky for me and her.

BUT, and prepare yourself: it's really LONG and convoluted because TECHNICALLY it was all a misunderstanding (and related to some unaddressed trauma she had), but basically... her and her sister INVITED me and a plus one (who ended up being my friend) to go see a concert with them and carpool to the train station together, where we'd all subway to the venue. This part all goes fine.

BUT, it's on the way home, after we've trained back to her car... when it's like 2 in the morning, that she (ex-best friend) tells us that she's not planning on taking me or my friend home. She's just driving back to her house where she'll leave us to do whatever for our own ride, BECAUSE, she says, "we never asked for her to carpool us back home."

And this is kind of a problem because... since we just assumed she'd give us a ride home, WE HAVE NO BACKUP PLAN, and neither my mom nor my friend's family is picking up the phone, and so essentially, if she doesn't drive us, we're stranded in the middle of the night.

Of course, as my friend argues (even though I know she'd never call one for herself bc she was terrified of men) we could've gotten an uber... but it's both really late at night and, because this was just after highschool and I WAS FRESHLY 18, just an awful idea.

But the thing that makes it even more weird... is like, as we're arguing, her sister (who literally co-owns the car with her) offers to drive instead... and it's only then that she finally agrees to take us home...

Except that, once we're on the road, SHE PURPOSEFULLY misses our exit and just goes to her house anyway??????? (and by this point, i'm crying, not really because i'm upset at the scenario as a whole, though that too, but because i think she's just not acting like a friend AND BEING hypocritical, as well as the girl who i invited is chronically ill and needs to get home for her medication and bathroom and etc. and I just feel so bad)

So we eventually get to her house... where, once arriving, she just fucks off!!!!!!! and leaves us outside!!! And thankfully, her sister (who is actually still my friend, I love her lol) offers to go back and drop us off at home...

But the whole thing just ends up spiraling because... WELL, there's a lot of reasons, lol:

I left a bunch of makeup and a jacket at her house and text her to make sure i can pick it up later... and she yells at me (over text) about always being selfish asking other people to do stuff for me

This starts another fight where I tell her I just want an apology for not driving me home and that i was never expecting her to drop off the makeup LOL

She doesn't apologize and instead texts a mutual friend trying to get her to talk to me too

and i just stop responding to her altogether

And by the time she messages me again, a couple months later (by which we're both in different states having started college), NOT WITH AN APOLOGY, just simply saying she didn't realize the whole thing would take such a toll, I'm still too hurt to talk to her.... and that's basically the end of our friendship.

OH AND THE WHOLE INSTAGRAM REPORTING THING happened bc her sister invited me to christmas dinner soon after that and she immediately uninvited me... and i made another post about her having made me cry, which her new friend sent, as well as all these other screenshots of posts I made, to her.

i also did eventually get her a birthday gift (as an olive branch) when i was finally not angry and hurt.... but she never ended up acknowledging it (which wouldn't have been super weird except... i was literally at her house celebrating with her sister and she never once spoke to me).

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SO YEAH. You probably weren't expecting so much but... here it is!! took me like 45 minutes to type out and i'm pretty sure it's still not the best description but........... THAT'S HOW I GOT MY HEART BROKEN BY A FAT FOOTED BITCH (she's also a zionist now tho so lmaooo i really dodged a bullet there) !

HOPE THIS WAS A GOOD BEDTIME STORY ILY

#sorry this is such a mess #and maybe it's not even that dramatic #but we had been friends since preschool.. so it was really impactful at the time #to just. not be apologized to. that's all i really wanted #i still mourn her a lot lol i miss her very badly #but she clearly wasnt the person i thought she was #i saw her last year at another birthday dinner and it was ... okay. but i doubt we'll be the same #this is why i have no sympathy for gojo btw that sh*t happened to me too !#also she hit her sister in the face with a vacuum cleaner once #after our fiasco. and scarred her really badly through the eyebrow.#AND ACTUALLY even before we stopped being friends she would hit her sister and break her stuff all the time #i was just told not to comment bc im an only child but it was strange imo #ALSO before we stopped being friends...#we went somewhere that got sh*t up literally like an hour after we left... and she didn't give one f*ck #ANYWAY AGAIN #hope this makes sense lmfaooooo #sorry it's a mess #caitie answers #anon

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magicstormfrostfire · 6 months

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I'm in pain right now, and it's your fault. I'm reading Rose Drops, which is amazing, but I'm four chapters in and already on the verge of tears...

Anyways, I was wondering how you get inspiration for these fics? I love how you write and I just can't go without knowing the source of these wonderful ideas.

Lol sorry about that; honestly that's what I was hoping for though! Since that happens so early in the story, I wanted to show that that kind of thing happening isn't always 'the end' of a tale. It can lead to so much more.

As for inspiration....hm. Well, I've always been a storyteller; I used to make tons of comics in highschool and college, though I never showed them to anyone.

I can at the very least say that Rose Drops i wrote during a very difficult time in my life. I was homeless, couchsurfing, jobless, and my cat, who was my closest friend, died. there were so many things I was losing and leaving behind. Sonic has always been a comfort for me since I was a child, so I wrote a story about change and loss to cope with my own, and my hopes for a brighter future.

As for Blizzard Bedfellows, that one was a mix of talking to friends on Discord about Sonadow, and experimenting with the Boom universe for fun. Also i just really wanted to make a sonadow hibernation fic for the winter!

Equinox is sort of a mix of my fascination with vampires, werewolves, dark romance, blood and gore; stories I wrote a lot in highschool and are still fun. But I also thought Silver and Scourge would make an interesting dynamic and MAN do I enjoy writing them together. Equinox is a guilty pleasure in a way.

Lastly, Heavenly Bodies is from my Cardigan AU; where everyone is in their 30s-50s and just being cozy. I was inspired by Scragony's 'Vampire Husband' on webtoons. A comic about an immortal vampire and his elderly human wife. A very cute and cozy story. Sonic and Shadow kind of mimic that; an immortal hedgehog and his crunchy husband lol.

I have another idea mulling around in my head from a dream I had, which im tentatively calling Fractured AU. though nothing is concrete yet. Essentially Sonic Shadow and Silver go missing, and pieces of their personalities are copied and split and/or fused into sentient beings. Amy and the others try to find all the copies to solve the mystery of the hedgehog's disappearances.

And a Host Club AU that I made 2 years ago, thay is REALLY not put together beyond a rough draft lmao (it was originally a template for a Silver/Scourge fic, but I ended up going the Werehog route and made Equinox) the host club AU is technically centered around BlazeAmy, Sonilver, and Scourge/Vanilla, among other ships I like...but its so rough, man. I dont even talk about it because its not a full idea lol

In any case, im rambling, but I thought id that the opportunity to talk about all my ideas since you asked! It also gives a rough frame of things im working on for the future too. I hope you have fun reading Rose Drops! ^.^

#magicstormasks #asks #sonic the hedgehog

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Hey, new to your blog and to opera, and first of all I want to thank you for sharing all your informative, comprehensive and entertaining takes with us. Theatre fandom is so much richer for it! Secondly, I wondering if I might trouble you for some resource recommendations and some advice r.e. understanding opera technically and artistically as a newcomer to the genre. Myself, I only have highschool/College rudimentary orchestral (flute) skills and sadly cannot write music, sightread or sing well (would love to and have tried in the past to teach myself, but it's very difficult and hasn't...really taken well), so while I enjoy so much of the opera music to which I've been exposed, I feel so much is going over my head. What's more, though I have a theatre degree and poetry qualifications, my background is more performance Art and modern non-musical stage, so again I feel I'm missing so much nuance as I take in opera and the glitzy mad world around it. One of my tentative goals is to one day write a libretto, so it's important to me to figure it all out, however I know this will potentially be a long process. The podcasts Opera After Dark and Aria Code have helped somewhat with my understanding, but more knowledge and simpler breakdowns can only help more. Am interested in particular to know how you'd approach educating someone in opera, as you are so well-versed. In about a month I'm going to a screening of Rheingold, which is very much the scary deep end for me (I'm a fluffy French opera fan), so I'd like to go in forearmed haha. Thank you so much for reading and for your content, looking forward to the new season!

hey hey! first of all, sorry for taking half a century to respond to this ask - this is so sweet of you to say, i'm really touched 🥹

about the advice - first, to all the opera friends who see this, feel free to reblog with your own advice and ideas! i don't feel like the most qualified advice giver (lol) because for much of my knowledge, i don't quite remember how i got it. i played classical piano for twelve years, but i never "properly" studied operas anywhere, so most of my learning is and was autodidactic. i think i spent a lot of time on the internet reading interviews with my favourite singers. i also once joined an opera club/society at my university, where i learned more about practical aspects of rehearsals and performing. if you have the chance, going to any kind of open rehearsal is also great to learn about how music, staging, and acting end up together. then, it kind of depends on what you specifically want to discover about the operas you hear, whether it's music theory or aspects of stagings, etc.

i think i can say a bit, though, about how to approach a first-time rheingold (or a first-time wagner?). the most important thing is: the veil of seriousness that seems to surround wagner operas does not exist. at least it doesn't exist for me. it can be no less funky and fun than any other kind of opera. especially rheingold.

it depends a bit from which side you're more prone to approaching something: if you enjoy analysing music to get closer to it or if you feel you have to get closer to it first in order to want to analyse it. i am of the second type, which means i try to drop all worries before going to see something new and approach it with a "yeehee fun!!" mindset. something i find extremely worthwhile in wagner operas, especially because the words and the story are so old, is putting yourself in the characters' shoes and treating them as if they were real people. this helps if you tend to look at everything through the emotional lens - feeling emotionally close to the story in some way, either through understanding the relationships or properly relating, can help with appreciating the music and developing an understanding of why it was written this way. i'm no huge music analyst by choice myself, though, i have to admit. however, rheingold specifically is a very fun opera because it illustrates its own setting quite nicely with the music - there's a lot of atmosphere in the music and there's a lot of tone painting going on, like music that sounds like diving through a river, giant threatening footfalls, sounds of a smithy, and such. several of these reappear multiple times throughout the opera, so one thing i enjoyed playing around with while and after my first ring cycle was this playlist:

it has all the ring leitmotifs the heart desires and it's quite fun to play auditory bingo with them - you can either listen before you go or afterwards and then check out a recording.

as you were in orchestra, perhaps buying/borrowing a score and reading along would also be an option for you? i do this only for the works that really, really interest me, but i feel it does wonders for the amount of things i hear in the music, especially for wagner, because sometimes you can recognise motifs by sight on the page first and then you actually hear them better. i'd suggest doing this after the screening, though, if you liked it.

i'm not sure if this advice is any good, lmao - if you have any more questions, absolutely don't hesitate to be in touch! :) hope that rheingold goes well (which one will you be seeing, btw?) and i'd be curious to find out your opinion at the end!! :D

#opera #richard wagner #opera ask #thanks for the ask #if anyone else has got advice pls reblog!!

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