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beesmygod · 3 months

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What are some of your favorite pieces of art/ art that has made you think a lot?

this is such a cheesy cop-out answer, but there's a lot of things that im going to struggle remembering because of 1. how situational the experience was (as in, the context in which i experienced the piece) 2. how wide the word "art piece" is. 3. the great fortune to have been born to parents with strong artistic sensibilities and a love of travel/education. so these are like. really weird and specific but maybe thats the way it should be:

let's start with the most overly dramatic: st. paul's cathedral in london has guided tours where they take you into rooms and let you mill around before moving to the next one. my family took a trip overseas as a really, really big special vacation to celebrate my sister and i graduating from high school (we're not twins, we just combo'd it after she graduated) that i was too brain-broken and teenage to fully appreciate. its a beautiful cathedral but i was in my edgy internet atheist stage and refused to be impressed by it until i stood over a grate in the floor. through the grates you can see the crypt that you visit next. but standing over the grate, someone below started to sing something hymnal and very catholic. and i realized i was the only one who could hear it because of the crowd chatter. and it made me feel, in the moment, so special and so lonely in a way that i still think about, a lot. it was for me only. divine providence.

a date with adam to a place i had no idea existed but he had been to before: the bad art museum, which is split over like 3 different buildings in a bizarre way. we only went to the one where you have to buy a ticket to a movie as entry and it was some truly lovely bad art and made me sad how inaccessible it was but resolute about my love of the nuances of uncelebrated anti-art masterpieces. then we watched "assassination nation" and it was fucking terrible. great date.

reading the theory regarding the "venus of willendorf" being a self portrait as a 20-something year old and running into the bathroom to take my clothes off and look down at myself and having my mind blown. not just by how much i instantly understood it, but because of the tugging feeling on my heart when i feel that strand of history connecting women artists driven by that unknown compulsion to create for creations sake!

similarly, seeing artemisia gentileschi's work next to her fathers and realizing how much she outclassed him in every single way and feeling the tugging feeling again, but this time with a dark woe of realization of how history minimizes achievement and talent when it eases a narrative

reading jane erye's descriptions of herself and her approaches to her plights and for the first time feeling like someone had walked a path that i currently found myself lost on.

reading 1984 as a middle schooler and becoming so angry at the ending i threw the book across the room (something i had never done before and never did again in my life) and stormed out of my room to complain to my mom lol. IT REALLY UPSET ME!!!

reading les miserables for the first time and weeping piteously for days after the ending and having it impact my brain so hard it re-wired how i think about the concept of "legacy" and what it means to matter in the world and how love is nothing without the courage to stand up for it. and that mercy should, and will, always supersede unwavering justice (hard lesson to remember, maybe im due for a re-read)

sneaking into my parents room to read the books i wasnt supposed to yet as a really little kid lol. my mom used to get "dykes to watch out for" in a newsletter she was subscribed to! but i didnt read those bc they were dumb relationship comics for grown-ups. i wanted to read about opus the penguin and lee iacocca, as if i knew who that was. my mother's comic collection was the single most influential constant in my life. knowing that i was exposed to bill watterson's commentary about his own work via the big collections my mom owned probably explains a lot about what's wrong with me. but she also had a lot of berke breathed before he fully wussed out

the general experience of playing a video game that you arent supposed to/when you arent supposed to is probably one of the most freeing means of meaningless rebellion as a kid that everyone should experience. i used to be up playing pokemon past my bedtime under my covers with a huge heavy rubber flashlight i stole from the kitchen and had to replace every morning without getting caught once i was done with it. god, the days before backlit screens we had to get really fucking wild with it. in high school i would wake up at 5:00am, sneak into the computer room where the ps2 was and play an hour of FFX bc its the longest fucking non-persona game in the world, stop playing before my mom woke up at 6:00am and sneak back into bed. if i hit a part where i couldnt save i would just turn the screen off and come back to it tomorrow lol. secrets......

reading the "pictures for sad children" arc about paul, who is a ghost, finally losing it and going on a rant about how it has never mattered how thin a computer screen is. they were right and reading it helped me articulate and understand a growing feeling of restless frustration at the world around me that i felt singular and alone in. im glad that last i heard that artist is doing ok. i hope they recognize the incredible value in their work as imperfect as they perceived it to be. i do not think they would be happy to know that their old work was impactful, but i hope they realize that what people are able to tease out of their work is meaningful, at least to me it is. ill transcribe the comic rather than repost it i think: paul [while smashing electronics]: "have i told you about [bam] how nerds destroy the world take conspicuous consumption as a lifestyle choice and combine it with early hardware adoption and you have great swaths of gadgetry out of stock because they're incrementally better than the last model and there are landfills full of functioning electronics wasted time, resources, money, etc. the best part is that these things were never necessary it has never mattered how thing a computer is." [smash]

this is too long. i like art.

#art #long post

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stephaniebrownslover · 9 days

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Guys I have an idea.

What if I made Jeff The Killer like BoJack Horseman???

Guys don't leave please guysssssss it's so dark hereeeee

Okay now that I think about it, I'll ramble about this a bit.

Either I'm on to something or on something.

Also BH characters as creepypasta characters random BoJack Horseman dialogues as Jeff under the line and how other pastas would react.

And the only Jeff portrait I like is @jeffthekillerzblog 's Jeff because he's like a real life :3

THEIR FIRST TWO LETTER IS SAME THEY'RE THE SAME

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GUYSSSSSSS TOBY AS TODD JUST IMAGINE

Lol just kidding but I think Toby and Todd would actually get along. Like they would just chill around and build random shit and talk about nonsense stuff. Their silly goofy traits are kinda similar so they would understand each other most of the time. Great minds think alike.

Okay okay let's talk about Jeff Horseman stuff before drifting away the topic.

First of, I think BoJack Horseman is not a character do defend. Yes, he tries to fix his mistakes but it was too late for him. He needed to change before all the shit happened. He needed to go to rehab or therapy before.

I'm not saying it's all his fault but just look at Diane. She had her own trauma and even though she was feeling bad most of the time, she wanted to get better. She worked for it in time instead of BoJack.

Yes, BoJack is a traumatized character but Todd was right about "You can't keep doing shitty thing and then feel bad about it!" because BoJack did this always.

Now back to Jeff. He has a similar trait with BoJack. I think Jeff has BPD most likely and he has serious anger issues. That's not a good mix as you can guess. It causes him to make mistakes and hurt people he actually gives a shit about and even though this makes him feel bad later, he won't do anything about it.

He wants to change, he wants to apologize from Jane and Nina and Liu. He wants to be a better person. He hates this life he build but he's been in this hell so long that he doesn't know a way out. He thinks it's too late for him and for treatment after all the people he killed and hurt.

Just like BoJack but in a different way.

BoJack hurts people close to him mentally and Jeff hurts people close to him both mentally and physically.

They both doesn't want to live their life and they would rather be like anyone else does.

They would hate each other if they met because they would see the other as a mirror. Or something like they could be in an another universe. And this would scare them as hell.

Jeff might be a surface character but I think that's because of his creator portrays him. I have like/hate relationship with him because of how badly he portrayed in almost every work.

He was not a pure evil monster, he was a 13 year old kid with untreated mental issues and body trauma. And no one was there to teach him this was not right since this motherfucker is very stubborn and he killed everyone who could.

Both of them doesn't want to die no matter how shitty their life can became. They want to live. They want to see the next day even though they would hate it. They think they deserve to live after all the things they had gone through.

They want to believe that they have a chance for redemption without caring about their past mistakes.

Also if Jeff would be an animal, he thinks he would be a wolf but he'd actually be a horse. That's like his spirit animal.

Take random BoJack dialogues as Jeff and other pastas' reactions to that.

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Jeff: Rehab was supposed to be a fresh start. But no matter how many starts I get, there's always the same ending. Everything falls apart, and I end up alone.

Clockwork: Then get a new life man, this shit is not that hard.

Jeff: Shut up bitch! I'm having a moment here!

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Jeff: Same thing that always happens. You didn't know me. Then you fell in love with me. And now you know me.

Nina: Eat shit and die asshole. You ruined my life.

Jeff: Fucking let me apologize whore!

Nina: Okay. I'm gonna kill this bastard. Don't hold me!

Kate: No one's holding you.

Nina: I said don't hold me!

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Jeff: I'm the one who has suffered the most because of the actions of Jeffrey Woods.

Jane: What about Liu or Nina or even me?

Jeff: Nah, Liu's fine and he hates you.

Liu: No, I don't.

Jeff: He doesn't know what he's saying. And Nina loooves me.

Nina: No I don't!

Jeff: She's high on my awesomeness.

Jane: Shup the fuck up you dumbass.

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Jeff: There's gonna be plenty of people around when I kill myself!

Masky: Not me.

Hoodie: Nah, I'll be there to celebrate.

Jeff: I hate all of you.

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Jeff: Really makes you think, though, huh? Life, right? Goes by, stuff happens. Then you die.

Toby: W-who the hell are you?

Jeff: Yeah, you're right.

Toby: I am?

Jeff: Nah.

Toby: Of cour-se I am.

Who wants part 2 for incorrect quotes??

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prettyboysdontlookatexplosions · 9 months

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feel weird about this post, maybe because i think three films (one of which i liked a lot, one of which i thought was a surprisingly fun toy commercial with script problems, one of which i cannot make myself watch because it’s little fucking women) is kind of not a lot to hang this kind of “always” characterization on especially given that one of them is a toy commercial and the other one is about an eighteen year old and actually has nothing whatsoever to say about marriage, maybe because i cannot take seriously someone being like “this filmmaker conspicuously avoids queer desire and female sexuality entirely” based on a sample set of movies that are (1) about a high school student who brw fucks (2) an adaptation of a 19th century children’s novel which is, i promise you, so much more directly about protestantism than you remember, and (3) a toy commercial. like “over and over and over and over again” feels…. it just feels really strong. and it feels, idk, really weird to me to say that 2-3 movies about being a single woman necessarily have some kind of intentional absence rather than simply making a deliberate choice, like we are, like, just drowning culturally in positive depictions of women whose lives are about something else, lmao. like i don’t, um…. i just don’t think i am ever going to find it particularly feminist to criticize a particular depiction or even a particular body of work for omitting sex 🤷🏻‍♀️ i am saying all of this btw as a person who like, the number one genre of film i am instantly down to watch is “movies by lesbian filmmakers” and that was true when i identified as straight. but also i guess i am saying this as a person who more or less thinks of portrait as a lady on fire as having a happy ending because i see it as a story about a woman artist, which i actually think is the real consistency among gerwig’s three (3) movies even if i think barbie does not actually execute that theme with any success (and even if to be clear i don’t think she is anywhere near sciamma). anyway. maybe i also just think the snide “often, they don’t have sex at all” as “feminist” (lol) “critique” (lol) is, like, extremely 2012.

there was also a reblog OP did of some tags where someone was like “i read it as an aroace narrative” and they were like “that’s great but she wasn’t doing that on purpose!” and OP added this tag:

which like. i mean i did not feel reflected by barbie because i am not 14. but like as a bisexual woman who has been in a relationship for basically my entire adult life, there is a way in which i actually do tend to feel reflected by stories about women who walk away entirely from the domain of romance and sex. who - horrors! - “don’t fuck at all.” i find that narrative, when done well, compelling and personally salient. if gerwig made a movie that wasn’t little women or barbie about it, i would probably find some real value in it! and i find…. off-putting… the idea that one is supposed to prefer reflections in the form of “identity” rather than uh [checks notes] a human person behaving in ways that are resonant to me. that one in fact should desire movies that “purposefully” make narratives to “reflect me.” i think that assumption reveals some weird assumptions about how art gets made and a weird depressing narrow view of how to relate to art.

in conclusion i believe in equality and i think that if christopher nolan can make 11 movies in a row with zero sexual content at all before finally having his streak broken only by the immovable historical object of j robert oppenheimer’s sexual magnetism (i’m not being weird he literally said this) i think greta gerwig who with her toy commercial follow up slated to be a pair of narnia movies i think is pretty clearly angling to be girl christopher nolan should be allowed to keep making movies i think are Fine about ambitious unhorny women for years to come. or whatever the fuck she’s gonna make narnia about, i certainly will not be watching.

#idk man i am not like a major gerwig fan or anything but #this post rly bugged me!

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ofliterarynature · 2 months

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JANUARY 2024 WRAP UP

[loved liked ok DNF (reread) bookclub*]

Mammoths at the Gates • An Impossible Imposter • Greywaren • The Hexologists • Mister Impossible • Reclaiming Two Spirits • (Check, Please: #Hockey)* • Thornhedge • Call Down the Hawk • All the Hidden Paths • All the Beauty in the World • (The Raven King) • (A Strange and Stubborn Endurance) • (Blue Lily, Lily Blue) • The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie • The Missing Page • Bird By Bird • Lucky Red • Portrait of a Thief

I suppose I may as well start with the giant pile of Maggie Stiefvater and get that out of the way, lol. According to Goodreads, this was at least my 3rd time through the entire Raven Cycle. Despite that, I had only the vaguest idea of what happened in the last two books, and now having reread them (again), yeah, that tracks! I can hang with book 3 but I have no idea what was really going on in The Raven King, and as a series finale I didn't love it. It felt a lot like the dreamer plotlines drowned out the original Glendower and ley line story that we started with. But, Maggie being Maggie, I love the way she writes so much that I at least still enjoyed the reading experience. And it made an incredibly clear lead-in to the Dreamer Trilogy (which I had not read), it made total sense, I was hopeful! Again, Maggie being Maggie, I had a good time reading them, I liked learning more about the Lynch brothers, I'm always down for some art forgery, but I just didn't really like it and (while I'm glad for Maggie that she was able to write it) I could have lived without it. It completely did not have the vibe or charm of TRC and, criminally, did not include the Gangsey. How!!!!

The Missing Page - liked it! It felt a lot more solid as a mystery than the first book, which I greatly appreciated, though the villagers in the first book were maybe a bit more fun. I'm not feeling particularly inspired to go look up more Cat Sebastian after this, but if she writes another one of these I'd read it.

The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie - I've had this one on my mystery tbr for a while, and for some reason I'd thought it was set in a much earlier time period than the 1950's? lol. Our protagonist is the youngest of 3 sisters growing up in genteel poverty with an absent father, and she has the run of the village, the house, and an incredibly well stocked chemistry lab left by an ancestor. She is both incredibly clever and terribly naive, and absolutely terrifying because of it. Flavia is fascinating as a detective, because she's not written as the protagonist of a middle grade mystery novel - she's a child. This was an interesting read, but I'm not sure it's what I'm looking for in a mystery novel and I don't think I'll continue the series.

A Strange and Stubborn Endurance - reread this in advance of the sequel - it was a bit easier to see some flaws this time around, but had a good time! This *was* my first time listening to it on audio though, and I'm not sure I'd recommend it. It had a different person reading for each of the main characters and their voices just didn't pair well for me - not to mention one of them also read Lev AC Rosen's Lavender House and boy does he do some distinctive character voices.

All the Hidden Paths - didn't go quite so well. I think primarily my mental space was not pairing well with the tensions of reading this for the first time, I do think on a reread I might like it better. Somehow the spy/saboteur was my favorite character? He was soo bad at his job, I found it very funny. But overall, I think it was just a little too close to a rehash of the plot from the first book, leaving me to think Meadows might not be the best at writing mysteries. Luckily it does at least score high on my romance scale.

All the Beauty in the World: The Metropolitan Museum of Art and Me - first nonfic of the year! I've been eagerly anticipating my library getting an audio copy ever since I first heard about this last year, it sounded cool, I'm fascinated by art museums and behind-the-scenes! Unfortunately I was not into it, and almost 2 months on I can't remember enough to even try to tell you why. It did pair interestingly with another recent read, The Mixed Up Files of Mrs Basil E Frankweiler, but I'm still learning how far into memoir territory I can go. Someone stop me from trying the other Met nonfic book I found recently lol.

Thornhedge - wonderful! No notes! I love fairy tales and this was a delight to read.

Check, Please! #Hockey - loved getting to revisit this for book club! I've been meaning to for a few years, because y'all. I've read so much fanfic, and I have no idea what is in the comic, what Ngozi posted as extras, and what is fanon. The comic had less than I was expecting! Still fun, my fellow book-clubber liked it, but my real love was the tweets! I'll definitely try to read Vol 2 this year so I can then browse the larger collection of them compiled in the Chirpbook.

Reclaiming Two Spirits: I saw this one on tumblr and fortunately was able to get access to the audiobook! It's a topic I was very interested in learning more about, and I did! But - this is a research project, more than anything, it could be very repetitive (which, fair. colonizers suck), and it felt distanced from its subject. I feel it's a book that definitely has its place, but it's not objectively a 'good read,' and I'd rather have had something from someone who is indigenous and two-spirit themselves.

The Hexologists - it has its quirks, but this was unapologetically a delight to read and I had a fun time! I'm a sucker for a world with a magic vs industrial revolution, not to mention a married pair of established investigators, and I always appreciate an author who's willing to get a bit silly. If there's ever more books I'd love to read them!

An Impossible Imposter - she is what she is, I had a good time! This one felt like it might have taken some inspo from The Moonstone 👀

Mammoths at the Gate - had a good time with this, as I always do with the Singing Hills books. Stories about stories are like catnip, I should reread them all sometime!

Bird by Bird by Ann Lamott (DNF) - I have only the vaguest memories of reading parts of this for a creative writing class in college, and now that I'm getting more into nonfiction thought why not? Unfortunately the audiobook version I got was read by the author, who absolutely does not have an audiobook voice/cadence. I considered trying again with the version read by someone else, but decided I wasn't actually interested enough to continue.

Lucky Red By Claudia Cravens (DNF) - the host of one of the podcasts I listen to was gushing about this one and I was like, sapphic western? Sign me up! I read about 25% of it, and it all seemed fine, it just wasn't feeling particularly interesting to me. Absolutely give it a shot if you'd like!

Portrait of a Thief by Grace D Li (DNF) - I knew going in this had been getting mixed reviews. I really like the idea of it - I enjoy a heist, am always interested in fine arts/art history drama, and vigilante art repatriation hell yeah! But this felt very much like it was trying to emulate a heist *movie*, and it just wasn’t working for me as a book. If this ever gets adapted I’d love to see it.

#bec posts #book log #wrap up 2024 #books #booklr #book reviews #the raven cycle #dreamer trilogy #maggie stiefvater #hither page #the sweetness at the bottom of the pie #a strange and stubborn endurance #all the beauty in the world #thornhedge #check please #reclaiming two spirits #the hexologists #singing hills cycle #veronica speedwell

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jadzio · 7 months

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My costume submissions for pansear-doodles halloween contest!

@pansear-doodles made a contest some time ago and since its over now i wanted to post my submissions and talk a lil abt them

Artificer

This is a costume of arti as Artemis from Hades. I love goddess Artemis and i thought it fitted arti pretty well, as well as hunter tho i had a different idea for them. I wanted to experiment a bit with maybe just being inspired by the Hades version, with some sort of creature bone/skull mask/helmet, as well as adding a bit more flare. I love Hades god designs, but Artemis was always my least fave ngl. tho i wasn't able to experiment much and stuck around to the Hades version due to time and not having many good ideas.

Enot

Im so glad the Once-ler Enot got through and the other shown costume ideas i love em so much. I love joke characters, but i'm clearly isn't the best at designing them heh. This is gamer Enot with all the cringe gamer merch, dressed up as their computer having an LED gamer keyboard and mouse. Maybe now looking at it i should have added maybe some consol (tho they struck me as a religious pc gamer) or some LOL or other popular game merch to sell the gamer look. Maybe also add some doritos and mountain dew.

Gourmand and their pups (matching set)

I for the longest time could not decide, if i wanted to put gourm as dt asgore or ut asgore. Because it had to be asgore no questions asked, i mean look at the guy! I choose ut cause the way asgore is treated in dt just kill me internally. Also ut asgore family is much more functional. For the pups I wanted them to look like they’ve been face painted. Idk if chara and asriel really work for their personality, but i didnt really have any other idea with them. Also the one as asriel could’ve brought those like galaxy swords and some cool stuff from asriel dreemurr fight.

Also i wanted the drawing to resemble those monarch painted family portraits, so that’s why this style.

Hunter

I didnt have any good ideas for hunter, until i was scrolling through my reblogs and saw puss in boots the last wish fanart. It worked so well with the hunter's personality i had to!

Iterators (matching set)

It was so hard to have a good idea for those 4, because tere were 4 of them. You have so many trios everywhere, but 4 gang nahhh. I thought at first to dress them as their slugs u know a classic really, but too basic for me i knew someone would submit that. Maybe cult of the lamb bishops not a bad idea either tbh, but something didn't vibe right. So

I shit u not

the iterators were suppose to be

for the longest time

glamrocks from fnaf sb

yeaahhhhhhh i did have any better idea for a 4 gang and fnaf franchise was the only thing coming to my mind that vibed with me. But then i was scrolling through my alt for reblogs and i saw inscyption fanart i reblogged at some point, and i had that moment: NEURONS ACTIVATE, and decided to not be cringe and make them into scribes ighodghgdoa. I had i lil moment wondering between srs and nsh and leshy and magnificus, but it was quickly resolved by pushing nsh into a bush. and 5p as po3 and lttm as grimora was a no brainer.

Martyr

i dont know why i thought this was a good idea, but i vibed with it. I thought to make them a Julius Caesar from asterix and obelix comics.

This guy:

Monk and the lizards

Monk was always supposed to be a pokemon trainer. It works so well with them. At first i thought to give them Reds outfit, but then i decided to make them an N, a character from Black and White. His closeness and kindness to his pokemon, tie well with monk and their lizards.

Lizards are painted as spindas. i thought abt giving each individual pokemon, but i also wanted to make it quick and easy for the comics, so spindas! infinite patterns for an infinite amount of friends.

Survivor and Nightcat 9matching outfits)

Okay so this reference is like really obscure. It's the main characters from the movie Mune: guardian of the moon. I think i watched it only one time, long ago, i think the plot is really basic, but the lore and the art from it is great. it's one of those: if it was 2d it would’ve been so beautiful.

Anyway i wanted to do a lil swap: survivor is mune and nightcat is glim, cause it worked better personality wise.

anyway go watch it or look up art for it, its really cool

Rivulet

Big big thanks to @kociamieta, because i really could decide where i wanted to go with this. I had an idea for a shark hoodie, undyne, a sci fi speedster and perry the platypus. (if it comes up that someone submitted perry the platypus costume and it didnt go through, idk what i will do) So they were like: why not combine the shark hoodie and a sci fi speedster and jaga u are a genius. im not too proud of this one, the colors could be a lil better and the suit needs some work, but it was the last day of the competition and didn't have that much time.

Saint

Saint as snufkins, very original (i wanted for the Jessica Rabbit costume to win). i don’t have much to say here other then my 10000 environment brushes as always carry the piece

I wondered for a bit if I should make them some cosmic horror god. Not with body horror, but those gods that will stand in the middle of the forest and just look at u.

Scav king

Very basic, jack sparrow inspired scav king costume, inspired by the helm comic part.

(king julien for the win lets gooooo)

Spearmaster

My personal proudest one. A simple spray painter, but i put much care into this one. Now looking at it, I should rethink some colors, but i still like it. The spray cans could’ve been swapped out for needles (optional, not a correct). The tail is a paint brush with a swirl that isn't very visible in the colored piece.

Wanderer

Hollow knight gang! I think quirrel works well with wanderer. I mean the name, the character, the mission. They work well, I think.

Thanks yet again to @pansear-doodles for organizing the whole thing. It was very fun! Congrats to all the other winners too!

#rw #rain world #artificer #rivulet #enot #saint #rw hunter #rw survivor #rw monk #spearmaster #gourmand

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achillean-knight · 6 months

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Kicking my feet and twirling my hair, I'm gonna ramble about my spider sona's because they are rattling in my brain and I love them to bits >:)

Also just saying, I compiled a fuck ton of images of them into shitty collages because I have no motivation to make perfect reference sheets of them. Shitty collages too BC I did it on my phone and can't do graphic design for the life of me :')

ANYWAYS ONTO THE RAMBLE (under the cut for those who literally don't care and wanna scroll past LOL)

Funnelweb also known as Shadow Spider or Aaron Watson

A 20 year old trans demi-boy lad who had the Miles Morales treatment and was bitten by accident by an other-worldly spider.

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When he was younger, Aaron was close with his sister. She was all that he had after their parents had died, and even though they had Aunt May and Uncle Ben, Aaron wasn't close with the two. He stuck by his sister through thick and thin until the day that'd change his life forever.

One fateful evening, he had lost his sister when they were caught between the Spiderman of Aaron's world fighting one of his usual enemies. Grief stricken, Aaron held malice and resentment toward Spiderman and felt utterly cursed when he got the Miles Morales treatment and was bitten by accident by another spider from another world.

With this new found power, Aaron took it upon himself to be a counterpart to Spiderman, titling himself Funnelweb to differentiate himself from the man he despised.

He became basically Batman to Spiderman's Superman.

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Facts and little extra info

- Funnelwebs main power is electricity. It causes him to be much quicker then Spiderman and sometimes it trails behind him.

If channeled properly, he can use it as a weapon, but it takes alot of focus and patience.

- He uses a skateboard to help him get around and fight!

I had the idea of a skateboard because of a character named Beat from The Wold Ends With You using a skateboard both for battle in the first game, and to get around quickly in the second >:3

- He doesn't have natural webs, so he has custom web slingers built into his spiked wristbands.

- Everything in Funnelwebs world is Punk/Emo. Even the enemies lol and even Spiderman. I should really design him.

-Even though I put his face in the collage, in Funnelwebs world, only blues and reds are highlighted, and he's always obscured in shadow.

He does look like the portrait when in other worlds.

- It's not clear what year Funnelweb is supposed to be in, but it is a hybrid of 2000's with futuristic elements but still feels incredibly grunge and punk/emo.

- Technically Funnelweb, if we count Miguel's canon event thing, is his world's "MJ", however he changed his name after coming out and doesn't believe in the fate that usual MJ's succumb to.

However, he can't help but wonder if loosing his sister and becoming a second Spiderman was the canon event he dreaded, being intertwined with Spiderman's fate even though not romantically involved.

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Retro-Spider also known as Peter Parker or Lachlan Parker.

A 20 year old arts major who was bitten by a spider of unknown origins. He is his world's one and only Spiderman.

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Peter- preferring Lachlan- hadn't been Spiderman for very long before things took a turn for the worst.

His worlds Uncle Ben, rather Uncle Lachlan, died mysteriously and suddenly, leaving Peter in immense grief.

When Peter joined the spider society, he adopted the name Lachlan, both to pay respects to his uncle and to differentiate himself from all the other Peters as he felt intense imposter syndrome when he talked to every Peter.

Eventually, Lachlan gained a watch to traverse world's and had the time of his life just pushing random buttons and jumping through portals to see what was on the other side, but he knew the next world he'd jump into was important because that's when he met Aaron.

~~~

Facts and little extra info

- Lachy was originally gonna have a blue, red and white suit but he looked too much like Pepsi man 💀 The portrait with the turtleneck was the only thing to survive from that original concept.

- His world is coloured like retro anime. I'm not good at all at drawing old anime but imagine everything is anime-esc and the world around him looks like what you'd see on Pinterest if you searched up like, retro anime city.

- His world is basically the 80's.

- His powers are pretty basic, however, he has organic webs!!! His webs are like layers of extremely thin webs joined together and give his webbing a shimmer and holographic effect.

- His suit is holographic >:3

- Later down the line, Lachy becomes intertwined with a Symbiote. The lore is still a Wip.

- Lachy's own world MJ is like a best friend to him. He has no romantic feelings whatsoever.

- He is Pan! However, he keeps it a secret because the 80's were relentless if you weren't in a heteronormative ideal, and he already got bullied for his love of art :')

- His walkman is his baby. It was a gift from his uncle and he never goes anywhere without it (Star lord style babyyy)

#spidersona #spider sona #spider sona's #spiderman #ocs #oc #spiderverse oc #my art #random thoughts...#I just had to ramble i literally love them to bits #oc art

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daeva-agas · 2 years

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I’ve been itching to draw full-on realism portraits again because I’m worried I’ve gone rusty. I don’t even remember when was the last one I did. The Nobu one I did recently still counts more as “semi-anime-semi-realism” because the proportions of the face is more cartoony (I tend to draw faces a bit long and thin).

Kennyo’s robes really make me angry, LOL. The chain with the tassels always looks different in every single CG, so it’s like... I have no idea what it’s supposed to be like (and somehow I feel that Yama-sensei herself doesn’t know either). Oh well, I tried.

Kind of a redo of an old art.

I honestly don’t remember when I did the old one, but file timestamp says October 2017, so I will assume that’s accurate.

Not entirely a fair comparison, though, since with the old art it’s not really “realism”. I stuck more closely to the anime sprite before, while with the new one I was trying my best to make him look like an actual human being. That’s why the old Kennyo painting looks angrier LOL, because he has really sharp eyes and eyebrows in the sprite:

#my art #ikesen kennyo #ikemen sengoku #ikesen

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e2019 · 4 months

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happy birthday lyn ^_^

hello again Anon my dear friends, lidtrdkcfs you’re always so nice to me ‘!!

E lol <no idea what j Tyrol this but alppl did

Ignore end line Reak plz no Ickes Abel $&&&&&

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wow omg i did not at all realize just how messed up i was earlier today when i (attempted) wrote hhqq(

the above ^ portion of my reply... how embarrassing ugh

anywaays srry for taking so long to respond to this that it's no longer my bday anymore but whatever genuinely who give a fuck. anyways my day was half happy half not. so i had plans with my brother (twins so same bday) but i got called into work as always. then i got confused about ho0w long my shift was supposed to be. people kept telling me 8hr then 12hr then 16hr then 6hr etc etc...

my brother was already doing stuff for our bday (i told him not to wait for me) so i walked around downtown for a while. talked to more homeless people. this one guy named carlos said i was an angel god sent to him. he gave me this bracelet (Figure 1, left) that has a bunch of crosses and a portrait of some female saint (mary?) on it. i asked him if it was real, he said yeah, i'm not sure about that but i said oh well, you see this cross necklace i got on (Figure 2, right)? i ain't never took it off since i first put it on real silver i shower with it n everything. and i'm doing the same with this bracelet now so it better not turn my arm green. maybe i'll take it to a jeweler to find out for sure.

he said of course the bracelet is real it's been passed down thru his family and he never thought he'd find anyone worthy of giving it away to but then he met me i guess! then i told him about how i got my necklace the same way from my family! and then he held my hand the one i put the bracelet on and said this long ass prayer i think it was Genesis 49:25 or something like that? (anyone have any idea what it might have been? it ended with something about above & below or something like that). i asked if he was catholic or protestant because i almost thought this was like some catholic rosary prayer thing, but of course he gave the typical "i'm nondenominational" speech. sometime later i said "god damn" and he got real serious and said "dont take the lord's name in vain" and i said "jesus died for our sins so he would want me to do whatever i want until it's time to beg for forgiveness on my death bed" and he said "all will be forgiven in the end..."

then he wanted me to go to 7/11 with him because that was the nearest ATM. he also said "you can get whatever you want in there... anything..." and i repeated "anything...?" and he remained insistent. i'm not sure what exactly was happening here, but the story is that carlos's (family?) don't trust him with his money (SSI) so they give him only like $100/week of it. so since i have a phone and cash app, he put me in contact with this woman isobel. she's the one who transfers him the money always is what it seems like. at first i thought she was another bum, but i think she's a normal person who is a relative of carlos and is just trying to take care of him best she can while he actively chooses to live wrong? but idk. i also asked if this was a money laundering scheme because if so i want to be washing thousands not hundreds etc, but they said no it's nothing like that...

anywho, carlos called isobel from my phone and told her cash app me $100 for him, then we'll go take it from the ATM. isobel of course wanted to talk to me because who the fuck am i? so i took my phone back and said "yo wassup, this is lyn." big mistake. she immediately went OFF on me about "you just met 20min ago i dont know you i dont trust you im not gonna give the money to you." and i was like "yeah i get that well you know what i got $100 cash on me i'ma let him hold on to it regardless of if you cash app me or not." then carlos took the phone back, argued with her for a while trying to convince isobel she "[doesn't] understand, this isn't just anyone this is lyn she's my guardian angel..." to which isobel said "did you hear how she answered the phone? 'yo wassup'? how is that any way to talk to someone you never met before?" (i should mention carlos is hard of. hearing, so he always had me put her on speaker, so this is why i could hear both sides of the convo so well). finally i was like alright enough of this bullshit we're not making any progress like this. made carlos hang up and tell isobel we'd call her back in a min. gave carlos the cash and took a pic of him holding it. sent to isobel. finally she asked for my cash app, sent me the money. never in my life have i met someone so difficult to get along with. fucking bitch.

anyways, then we go to 7/11. idk how to use an ATM for cash app so we try to ask the cashier, but he gets pissed off at us and tells us to leave the store right now. but first i have to go to the back of the store near the ATM again to pick up my jacket and shit that i had set down cuz i was carrying so much stuff from work. and the cashier starts yelling at me that i can't have a backpack in here. like yeah of course i'm gonna leave it unattended outside around here. so i tell him give me a minute i gotta get my shit but he just keeps screaming at me all the way out the door.

there was nothing left for us to do at this point but go stand in a doorway of some closed down building and smoke cigarettes. more & more people showed up every few minutes and without fail they offered me cigarettes (which i accepted) and meth (which i declined). seriously can't believe i said no to drugs for once in my life. i didn't even have any desire to take or use it at all. idk why maybe because i don't see the point of using anything any other way than IV anymore and of course none of these people shoot up either so... then some random guy walked past and asked me how old i am. i said "it's my bday, i just turned 25, what do u got for me? ;)" he nodded at me and went inside a convenience store across the street. halfway thought he was gonna buy me alcohol or something, but he came back out with nothing, so i yelled to him "wait what the fuck? ur really gonna do me like that on my bday?" he looked over his shoulder at me for a second but kept walking away.

then my coworker called me and asked if i could come back to work for a longer shift. so i said goodbye to everyone and they extensively warned me to watch myself i shouldnt be walking around here alone at night but i just said "i wouldnt do stuff like this if i cared what happens to me" and walked away. and then i spent the rest of the night at work. that's about it. so how has y'all's day/week been?

EDIT: OH AND HAPPY SAGITTARIUS SEASON TO ALL !!

#ask #anon #long post

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purplesurveys · 8 months

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1. Is there currently any snow on the ground where you live? Where I live has never seen snow ever.

2. Do you have any nieces or nephews? I don't. I don't think any of my siblings want to be parents either, so I feel like the most I'll have are godchildren from my friends.

3. Have you ever sold anything online? I've sold a few photocards, but that's it. I'd love to try my hand more in selling but I'm just so busy as it is and have little to no time to even respond if inquiries come in. Then there's the effort in making some sort of microsite like Carrd so you look legit, the time and resources needed to pack the orders, then booking the shipping service...I'm just way too busy to become a full-time seller.

4. Have you ever been to an extremely dirty house before? Whose house was it? I don't think I've ever been in a dirty house per se but I've visited families or classmates whose houses are just loaded/packed with so many things in one place. Filipinos like to hoard stuff, so a typical Filipino living room would have things like graduation portraits and diplomas lining up the wall, every single medal their kids have won, religious statues, a bunch of miniature art sculptures that don't necessarily complement, a china collection...the list goes on. Like it's not messy, but it's filled to the brim with so many things that it ends up being an eyesore.

This applies to most households I know of but I'm glad my mom didn't pick up that tendency. She likes to keep the house looking clear and I've ultimately picked up that preference too.

5. Would you ever or do you hunt? It doesn't sound interesting to me in the least and I wouldn't do it.

6. Have you ever blown smoke into a bubble (kids bubbles) before? No. Is something supposed to happen when you do that? Hahaha now you have me curious.

7. What bothers you most about the customers you serve at work? If you don’t directly serve customers at work, what bothers you most about your job in general? It makes work-life balance a myth. Even things like people getting to turn off their notifications in the evening make me jealous because I can't do that – I have to be on call literally, like, 24/7.

8. Do you like to play games on your phone? What games do you play most often? Sure. These days I've been pretty obsessed with Rhythm Hive, which is a (surprise!) rhythm game for Hybe groups. I used to be addicted to In the Seom but I haven't played that in a while. :( I should reinstall that soon...

9. Do you take a lot of pictures of your pets? Of course. I'll whip out my phone every chance I get.

10. Do you screen shot a lot of things on your phone? Way more than I think I do. It's just second nature for me to do so at this point, especially if I feel like I'll need to backtrack on that screenshot sometime in the future.

11. What is the most recent video you took of? Cooper barking threateningly at a nonexistent stranger/noise.

12. Do you have any future tattoos planned out? Will you actually go through with them or is there something stopping you from doing so? I have design ideas but they will always remain as ideas because I'm terrified of needles lol.

13. Who was the last person to break your trust? How did they do so and how did you deal with it? The supplier we got for our event last Thursday. They've been our go-to since last year, never disappointed us, the team's always been a joy to work with; but idk they've had quite a bit of booboos over the last few months and last Thursday was simply mine and my team's last straw. They were extremely unreliable on the day of and for some reason their manpower kept disappearing at crucial points? - like where tf were they hanging out??? - that I had no choice but to manage the entire event myself until the end.

14. What did you dress up as for Halloween? Or if you didn’t dress up, was there a specific reason or do you just not care about that sort of thing? I went to one Halloween party last year, which was Disney-themed, so I DIY'd some clothes to be Winnie the Pooh.

15. Has wind ever done any extreme damage to your home or anything that you own? No. That happened to our neighborhood once though. There had been a typhoon that started off with extremely strong winds, and you could hear windows smashing and glass shattering every minute or so. Fortunately for us we had all of our windows closed that morning so our house was left unscathed.

16. Is your pet very snuggly or are they more independent? Agi lives on being snuggled, and he isn't opposed to whining and barking if he feels like he's not getting enough of it. Cooper is very independent; he'll actively wrestle out of your grasp if you try to cuddle with him haha. Kimi had independent as well.

17. What shirt were you wearing the last time you took a picture of yourself? A white oversized polo with handpainted doodles.

18. Do you enjoy Smile Cookies from Tim Hortons or any of their other charities and/or seasonal promotions? If you don’t go to Tim Hortons, do you dislike the coffee, live too far away from one, or is there another reason? I don't think I've ever eaten anything from Tim Hortons beyond their wraps.

19. Are the photos on your lock screen and on your homepage of your phone the same or different? If you don’t have that option on your phone, what is your background on your phone? They are different, yes. I feel like it'd so boring if they were the same.

20. Do you enjoy taking photos with your significant other or are you just not that type of couple? If you don’t have a significant other, do you enjoy taking photos of yourself more or of your friends and/or family? I definitely take more photos of other people than I do myself.

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rinstars · 3 years

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red wine

pairing: oikawa x reader

genre: smut

word count: 2.3k+

tags: cheating/infidelity, fingering, penetration, public sex, a little of size kink, degradation/humiliation, bathroom sex, wine play (lol not really they just drank from each other's mouth), one paragraph of oral sex, squirting, belly bulge, use of sir

note: thank u so much for 600 :( i'll do an event if i wasn't so preoccupied with other work but since i am here's an oikawa smut instead! enjoy ;)

Yellowish-gold lights give a soft glow and hue to the dancing bodies on the dance floor -- slow but sensual moving of the bodies, perfectly matching the atmosphere the place gives. Moving liquid coats the surface of the cut crystal, staining the glass counter as the rounded ice melts and condenses.

A well-ventilated place, cool air blowing a light breeze around you. The slit in your red dress didn’t help, though -- you thought you were right to hesitate when picking it out. But what choice do you have? Red dress compliments your lip, cherry blood thick-coated lips, enhancing the pearly shine of your teeth, reflecting the silky texture of your dress. Hair flowing around you, shining beneath the dancing bulbs and scent intoxicating anyone who walks by.

You were no fool. You knew every man in the place had eyes on you the moment you opened the doors, they all think it’s a pity that you came alone yet at the same time filled with delight to the brim at the thought of possibly being the one you came with next. The invisible line only grows every single time a man would enter, the rest of those existing already branding them as enemies -- as if you’re a prey to be caught. The owner of the bar thanks you every day, sends you gifts and jewels in appreciation, “You have blessed our business.” they once said. Glory to you who keeps the customers coming, cause they know you’ll always be here. Friday night as you drink away.

Not one of these lust-driven men has any idea -- you were a taken woman. Wife to one of the richest nobility in the country. A room in your house has been dedicated for your portraits for he is someone who adores getting your portrait painted. Every dress and lipstick, he buys for you. He wants everybody to know you’re his, make sure every single man in social gatherings crave for you. It sure did give him the satisfactions knowing a woman as beautiful and full of grace as you is within his hands.

Not one of the men in the bars has any idea.

After all, what’s a woman of your standing and class doing in a place littered with commoners -- the very same kind of people who serve you and your house? The ones who look at you in respect and inferiority. It’s amusing they think they have a chance.

The chance would never come, no matter what kinds of traps they’ve laid out to catch you. Your eyes are trained on one, only one. What pulled you to him, you wonder. Maybe the fact that he’s of the same status as you, a well-respected noble hiding amongst those below you? Maybe the black suit he always wears, a perfect combination with your fiery red? The smile he gives a few seats away?

Or maybe the thrill of both parties being married and lusting after each other like in a dirty little affair?

The chocolate of his eyes turn two different colors in a place like this -- glistening amber beneath the strobe lights or obsidian black when he stares at you in an animalistic glare, lips turning in a devilish glare. Perhaps that's part of the reason why none of your predators ever tried to go further with you. You give off the aura of a taken woman, both your body and heart, your name and title.

The gloss on your lips is coming off, a result of your fourth glass of whiskey for the night. Sliding down the smooth base of the stool, one of your legs exposed itself, the material bunching up above your thighs. Gliding your way to the dim bathroom nobody really uses much, you pull out a tube of gloss, gliding it all around your lips. The clicking sound of the door not going unnoticed.

"Is he not supposed to come home tonight?" A voice asks you, the owner striding closer to you until the bulge in his pants is rubbing against your hip.

With a turn of your head, you face the intruder by your left, pressing a flat palm on his chest. "Would I be here if he is?"

"I hate that color on you." He placed a hand on the small of your back, guiding you closer to him so your fronts are touching each other.

Your brows rise in question at the statement. Red has always been your color, everyone has always associated it with you. "It's your favorite."

"Not since that night," He whispered in your ear, breath tickling your neck as it blows away the stray hairs resting on your jaw. "A night of elegance and opulence, you showed up in the very same color, enveloped in his arms."

His free hand reached your shoulder, finger fiddling with the tied ribbon straps before pulling one of the ends. Lips latched on to the juncture between your shoulders and neck, open-mouthed wet kisses littering your heavily-scented skin. He always makes a comment about how bitter and sweet you tasted but tonight he doesn't.

"What do you suggest I wear?" You speak with a restrained throat, like the air was cut from your lungs as he reaches for the other strap of your dress.

He doesn't speak for a moment, continuing his silent torture on your neck, now with the inclusion of teeth as nibbles on the tender skin. With a pull on the thin straps holding the dress together, your breasts spill out in front of you, his calloused hands catching them in a perfect momentum as he chuckles on your skin, "Nothing."

Occupied by the application of your lip gloss a few moments ago, the fact that he went with a glass of wine went unnoticed by you. Not until he was pressing the cool glass on your protruding nipples, making goosebumps rise along the circle as you draw a soft gasp. Your weak hands reached to grip his wrist, trying to get him to slow down as your knees shake from pleasure.

He wasn't having any of your disobedience tonight.

By the time the next beat comes, his hands are on your throat, squeezing it as he pushes you over to the tile of the room. All you could do was whimper his name as pleasure spikes in your stomach, the arousal in your middle dripping down your inner thighs. "T-tooru."

"What kind of master taught you in your childhood?" He clicked his tongue in disapproval, hand on your throat gripping a little tighter than previously. "Did you not know you refer to your fellow nobility with formality? Take for example.. sir."

The glass lost contact with your nipples, the man before you dragging it slowly to your lips as the thumb from the hand on your neck reaches up to pull your mouth open. He tilts the glass to you, "Now, aren't you thirsty? I noticed you were much too preoccupied with the whiskeys, I believe you haven't gotten the luxury of tasting their wine yet."

"I am thirsty." You croak out, every single trace of composure leaving your body as you succumb to his humiliation. "Please let me taste it, good sir."

"Of course." He smiles at you, a devilish aura hidden behind as he lets the liquid touch your tongue, red liquid dripping down your chin as he purposely misses the target. "Don't swallow."

Mouth ajar and wetness dripping down your chin and hand-covered neck, he inches closer to you, connecting your lips to his as he forces you to share the bitter drink. Tongue dancing with yours as you create a mess, a pool of red.

Enchanted by the kiss, you don't notice the fingers bunching up your dress, nimble fingers slowly discarding your underwear as they part your folds open, air blowing through you dripping, little cunt. His thumb toys with your throbbing bud, two other fingers collecting wetness and spreading it around.

"Disgusting," He spits in your mouth, hand leaving your neck as he grasps your breast instead. "So wet. So slippery. So filthy."

In another place, another setting, another situation, you would have been offended being talked to in such a manner. How dare anybody at all humiliate one of the most powerful women in the country? But in the presence of Oikawa Tooru, whose power is next only to your husband, you would gladly get on your knees. Let him call you all kinds of names, treat you like a dirty whore.

"Sir," You whine out seductive, hands reaching the pants restraining his throbbing member inside and palming him, making him let out a hiss. "Please."

"Please, what, hmm?" He pushes a finger inside, pumping in and out of you with ferocity making you burn and scream. Your white, sticky cream clinging into his fingers and down to his wrist as you clench over and over around him.

"Fuck me like a filthy little slut, sir." You beg him as you claw on his shoulders, gripping it for support so your knees don't end up giving out. "Use me."

He didn't need to be told twice. With a growl, he yanks his fingers out of you, tears staining your eyes in both emptiness and pain as he forcefully turns you around, pressing you cheeks on the cold tile. He pushes the slippery material of dress up higher, exposing you to him as he licks a bold stripe from your clit to the opening, pushing his tongue in slightly and wiggling it inside. The wet muscle presses on the spongy spot inside of you, making you tremble in pleasure.

The assault of his tongue didn't last long. Not when his thick length rips you apart with every sinking inch, the stretch painful but welcomed.

He is just as you remember him to be, long, think, fat, hard and everything else you could possibly dream of. He rams his cock into yours, heavy balls slapping your clit over and over. The squelching sound every thrust is making, thanks to your slick and juices, is humiliating. The wetness echoing everywhere in the room.

"You're practically squeezing the release out of me, I can't even --- fuck, you're so tiny and wet and tight… can't even move properly." He groaned into your shoulder, palms reaching down your belly to press down slightly, making you gasp out at the new feeling. "Do you feel that? I'm going to fucking break you if I go harder than this."

"Y-yes.. Ah, yes, sir. You make me f-feel so, so full." You cry out, quivering with pleasure as you reach between where your bodies connected, flicking the bud quickly – adding on to the already overwhelming amount of unbelievable pleasure.

"Squirt." He orders out of nowhere, startling you before you shake your head slowly, trying to form coherent sentences in the midst of being fucked stupid.

"I can't. I have never done that."

"Oh, I'll make you, baby. Make sure this little cunt sprays all over me." With that, he angles a bit deeper, swollen fat tip kissing your cervix as he rubs your spot over and over.

Your vision whitens as you feel a different kind of climax build up inside you, your stomach tingling as you feel yourself get closer and closer. Unable to quiet down your moans and whimpers, you scream out his name, walls clamping down on him as he pounds into you for the last time.

Liquid shoots out of your hole, spraying all over his already opened dress shirt and onto his firm abs and down your thighs. He continues moving against you, the juices coming out of you, creating an even wider mess.

"What a good girl." He coos as he pulls you back up, his own thick strings of cum dripping out of you in a sticky pool. He softly presses his lip into yours, fingers combing your hair back before hugging you to him.

"I love you." You whisper against his neck, tightening your hold around him.

"I love you too, pretty girl." He pulls out of the embrace, dragging you to the sink to clean you up.

"You got my dress all wet and dirty." He only chuckles at that.

As you strut outside the bathroom, having the chance to fix your hair and make up inside, the only thing unusual about your appearance is the wet patches on your silk red dress. You didn't care about the stare of other men or what they have to say in their heads.

But you definitely did care about what the uninvited man in front of you will.

Your husband.

"I got home earlier than expected." He jogs over to you, hair gelled and styled to perfection. The elegance spilling all around him. "The guards said you'd be here."

"Honey," You manage to choke out, hands reaching up to cup his face lovingly. "I missed you."

You didn't miss the twinkle in his eyes, neither the questioning look as he takes in your appearance. "Why is your dress so wet? How improper."

Eyes glancing backwards to where Oikawa stood, you compose yourself for a response.

"I had the pleasure of being in the presence of the great Lord of the West, Oikawa Tooru. However due to clumsiness and lack of etiquette, circumstances led to a messy spill of drinks. No worries, my husband.. We took care of everything in the washroom."

#oikawa smut #oikawa x you #oikawa x reader #oikawa tooru smut #oikawa tooru x you #oikawa tooru x reader #hq smut #hq x reader #hq x you #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x reader

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cupidsintern · 3 years

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the death of hyacinthus - pt. i

this is my old renaissance au with artist!billy and model!steve so enjoy lol

The light spills out onto the floor before the window, making the worn wood of the floor look bright again, like new. The light doesn't reach Steve though. Billy set up the scene like that on purpose, closer to the center of his studio. No direct light. He wants this to be lit like it's the beginning of twilight. In his head, Hyacinth dies at sunset.

The room is silent, has been for a while, other than birds outside the window, a breeze that made the window tap against itself lightly, and fabric shifting if Steve stirs from where he is at all, draped across this haphazard construction of pillows, blankets, and a bench.

That's the word Billy used; “drape”. When Steve got to the studio Billy was kicking pillows around on his little model platform, trying to get everything set up right, hardly even greeting Steve at all before launching into his explanation of how he wanted Steve to look.

“-and he’s dying, but he’s not dead yet,” Billy walked half a circle around the platform, hands out. “So Apollo would- damn-” A pillow fell over, he pushed it back up. “Would be here. So if you can just sort of drape yourself across right here-”

Steve was stripping off the last of his garments when Billy turned back around.

“Here?” Steve finished kicking his stockings off, crossed to step up onto the platform.

Billy swallowed, looking Steve in the eyes because at least it meant he wouldn't look down, slack jawed. “Yeah, that's- that’s perfect.” Steve was already settling in to sitting down, letting his head fall back against the seat of the bench, throat exposed.

The way he was sitting shifted his weight in his hips more; Billy tried to look critically. Not appreciatively. He shouldn’t be appreciating the son of the nobleman that had decided to be his patron. Not that Steve was even supposed to be modeling for him beyond the two portraits he’d already had done.

“Tip your knee down more,” Billy stepps back, takes in the composition.

Steve drops his knee.

“Turn your head towards me.”

Steve obliges. The line of his nose looks perfect at three quarters.

Billy stepps up to the platform again, pulls some of the fabric forward, lets it fall over Steve's legs more, over his groin- good. Less distracting. More poetic or something- and the line of his thighs beneath the fabric has just the heaviness Billy is looking for. He steps back again.

“What’s the myth again?” Steve’s jaw gains definition when he speaks with his head at this angle.

“The Death of Hyacinthus.”

“I know that part.” Steve rolls his hand a little. “The part before that. How does he die?”

“He- hang on.” Billy steps close again to push things around, make the lines right. “The wind- Zephyr- gets jealous of his beauty. Apollo throws a discus, and Zephyr pushes it off course, so it knocks Hyacinth in the head. Apollo holds him while he dies.” Billy says it all matter-of-factly. He's trying not to get distracted. He picks up Steve's arm to tilt back towards him a little. His skin is warm like the sunlight staining the floor.

“That's sad.” Steve says. His arm feels relaxed in Billy’s grip. “Weren't they close? Apollo and Hyacinth.”

Billy feels a familiar warmth at his neck of this topic. This thing that always comes up when he and Steve are alone. “They were lovers.”

Steve doesn't say anything back to that.

Billy gets the composition mostly how he wants it- and he’ll probably try Steve in a couple different poses, this is only for sketching. He takes ages deciding where to set up to actually draw it- Steve makes fun of him. Billy says he’s not the one naked on a pile of old curtains. That makes Steve laugh. His stomach flexes a little when he laughs.

Billy's glad Steve can be part of his process now.

He gets some general gestures down on paper. He really nails the angle of Steve’s throat- which he's proud of. He needs the arch of the thing to be perfect. And he gets the general idea of Steve's features down quick- he’s drawn Steve's face maybe a thousand times by now. The way his arm falls is tricky- he’ll come back to that in a bit.

“Billy.”

Billy looks up at Steve’s voice. He’s sat up a little, something short of coy in his eyes. “I’m cold.” “You’re cold.” Billy says back to him. Because he never does what Steve implies. Only what Steve says.

“Yeah, like you said- I’m bare ass naked on a pile of curtains.”

“Your calling.”

Steve laughs again. “Do you think we could close the door?”

“We?”

“You. Can you close the door.”

“Who’s the revered artist here?”

“Who’s the patron?”

Billy rolls his eyes, but he drops his chalk into the lip of his easel anyway, walks to pull the door to his studio shut, separating them from the rest of the house. Steve left it open in the first place.

“You’re not my patron.” Billy says when he gets back, picks up to start drawing again.

“I’m close.” Steve only sounds a little superior.

He’s right. He is close to being Billy's patron. He recommended Billy to his family, he talked up Billy’s version of the pieta, he introduced Billy to the Influentials of Florence, got him this nice new studio, set up in one of the family houses. He was only a little superior about it.

Mostly he was nice.

Nice to Billy. Excited about the things he drew, always asking him what he was working on.

Asked to sit for him once, twice, how many more times, he was part of the process now.

This might be what having a muse was, if Billy believed in things like having muses.

Steve scratches the back of his calf with a foot, then sets his legs back down.

“I’m surprised you don’t get bored doing this.” Billy cracks two of the knuckles on his drawing hand, shakes out his wrist. He’s only prying a little.

“I like watching you work,” comes Steve's easy reply.

“Still.” Billy smudges at a stray line with his thumb. “You’re always fidgety at dinners and shit. Not here.”

“Dinners are boring.” Steve sighs.

He had expressed that sentiment before. That he found Billy much more interesting than anything his family ever did. That he’d trade his infinite wealth for the virve Billy so possessed. Only he didn't say it like that. He said “I’d trade all of this shit for whatever makes your art so beautiful.”

And Billy said “You wouldn't want to. Trust me.”

Billy, having seared the image of Steve into his brain by now, was adding more definition in places, really letting his focus slide out of his head.

And it’s quiet for a bit. Billy doesn't notice when the silence breaks- the sound of shifting fabric, bare feet on wood floor-

“Shit, that’s really good.” Steve's voice startles Billy a little, but he doesn’t let it show. Just turns a little abruptly to find Steve leaning over his shoulder.

“Looks just like me.” Steve continued, hovering his fingertips over Billy's rendition of his nose.

“You don’t have to sound so impressed every time.” Billy rolled his eyes, pushing Steve’s hand away.

“Oh, excuse me for showing some enthusiasm.” Steve hummed another laugh, still looking at the paper. He traced a finger absentmindedly down his own flesh-and-blood nose, marveling at the likeness.

Billy couldn't focus enough to continue with Steve so close. Not like he’d never seen Steve in next to nothing before. But this was really and truly nothing. And even naked as the day he was born Steve exuded wealth in just the way he stood. Like clothes were nothing but decoration on something already… beautiful.

“Can you go back to your spot, please?” Billy got out, looking away like he was annoyed.

Steve just smiled at him before padding back to his platform, throwing the fabric back over his legs.

But now the composition was wrong-

“So,” Steve’s voice carried across the sun-soaked chambers. “Why Hyacinth?”

“What do you mean.” Billy was trying desperately to collect his thoughts.

“I mean, he’s dating a god, right? Why him? What's so special about him.”

“He’s beautiful.”

“And?”

“Well, I mean, he’s a Spartan prince, he’s legendary. Apollo doesn't even really pick him. Hyacinth has, like, a bunch of people to choose from. He picks Apollo.”

Billy can’t draw like this, especially since Steve fucked up the composition- probably on purpose.

Billy gets up with an unintentional little huff and gets close to Steve again, has to adjust his legs again, avoid staring at the pinks that dust Steve’s everywhere-

“You draw me a lot.” Steve interrupts Billy’s train of thought.

Billy looks up, holding Steve’s wrist like it was his own. “You sit for me a lot-”

“What's your favorite part to draw?”

Billy’s breathing feels thicker, like his throat is coated in honey, sweet but hard to breathe. “Of you?” “Yeah.”

“Your nose.” Billy says easily, because it's safe to say.

Steve smiles. “You've said that before.”

“It's true.” Billy prepares to turn away again, to tell Steve they should get more done while there's still daylight.

Steve’s fingers hook against the palm of Billy's hand. This is playing with fire.

Steve lifts Billy's hand up, touches it to the bridge of his nose.

He can feel the sharp bone under his forefinger.

“Where else?”

Billy inhales. It's a feat. “Your jaw.”

Steve pulls Billy's hand down his cheek to touch his jawline. They’ve been avoiding this forever,

“And?” Cliche game of cat and mouse. Right now, Billy’s the mouse.

“Your shoulders.” Billy watches Steve drag his hand down his perfect neck to the slope of his perfect shoulders. “Steve.”

“Billy.” Steve mocks Billy’s warning tone just a little. “Come on, what else?”

Billy swallows again. He doesn't respond he just lets his hand wander lower, lower, down his chest, to his stomach-

Billy stops his hand, pushes back against Steve’s. “I’ve never drawn you nude, if that's what you’re implying.”

“Maybe you should.” Steve’s finger’s slide up Billy's forearm to hook under the edge of his rolled up sleeve.

“I’d need a couple different references...” Billy trails off. He knows Steve is about to kiss him.

It’s still delicious when he does. No number of days, weeks, waiting for one of them to make a move, of thinking what that move would be, what it would feel like, would have prepared Billy for the spit-sweet taste of a first kiss in the late afternoon.

i might do a part ii or just leave it like this lol

#harringrove #steve harrington #billy hargrove #steve x billy #billy x steve #harringrove fanfic #harringrove fic #my fic #my writing #its the renaissance au

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anxioussweasley · 3 years

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Request lol if you have time bc i love ur writing with my whole heart. Basically i need me some angst with George with a happy-ish ending in my life rn. Maybe angst prompts 1 and 2? if you don’t have time that’s totally cool there’s just not enough happy ending angst with george lol

1.when we’re you going to tell me

2. I’m not going to argue with you

Warnings: swearing, angst

Word count: 1.2k

A/n: hi love! So sorry this took me so long to write! I hope you still see this, and you like it! Thank you for the request.

Arguments

You weren’t even sure how the argument started. It was all playful in the beginning. But now as you and George, your best friend, shouted back and forth in the middle of the common room, you realized this was anything but playful.

“Well maybe if you and your brother weren’t always running around causing trouble, we wouldn’t have been stuck in detention.”

“Well maybe if you would stop pissing people off me and my brother wouldn’t have to go around causing ‘trouble’ pranking people for you!”

“I never asked you to do that! I can take care of myself! And you know what I don’t remember ever pissing digory off so I guess you pranked him for no good reason!” You shouted back.

“Oi, I had a reason!”

“Oh, really? What was it then? You know he hasn’t talked to me since that little stunt you pulled!” You seethed.

George stopped. He couldn’t possibly tell you why he had pranked Cedric. He couldn’t possibly tell you that he was burning with jealousy at the mere sight of you next to golden boy digory. How was he supposed to look one of his best friends in the eye and tell them that he loved them? George scoffed, “It doesn’t even matter. I’m not going to argue with you.” With that he quickly turned making his way up the stairs to his dorm.

The few people in the common room that had been watching the argument started at you, before Fred cut in, “Oi, you all mind your own business! That was awkward enough without all you gits listening in!” With that everyone went about their business, some people making their way out of the room, Ron and Harry continuing they’re game of Wizards chess, Hermione turning back towards her book.

“I- I don’t even know what just happened,” you mumbled.

Fred gave you a concerned look before nudging your shoulder assuring, “hey you know how he is. can be a little hot headed sometimes, that one. That’s why he’s so good at quidditch,” Fred chuckled. “Don’t worry I’m sure he’s not angry with you, just give him some time, yeah?”

“Yeah, okay.” You answered, still staring at the door George had just disappeared through.

“Why don’t you come by later, I’ll talk to him and we’ll get this whole thing sorted,” Fred suggested, putting his hand on your shoulder to reassure you.

“Yeah,” you nodded, “yeah, that’s a good idea. I’ll um- I’ll see you later.” You didn’t know how to function. The whole argument had you confused, and the embarrassment of fighting in such a public setting was starting to sink in. So without another word you turned and made your way to your dorm, slamming the door behind you before letting out a frustrated sigh.

A couple hours passed and you were feeling restless. You had tried to distract yourself with homework, reading, a nap, but nothing had worked in keeping your mind of George. Then again… nothing ever did.

You sometimes find it impossible to stop thinking of the ginger. Everything about him made your heart race. He was softer than Fred. He was an amazing quidditch player. His jokes and sarcastic comments always made you laugh for minutes on end. It had taken you a while to realize you were in love with him. But now you were in a fight, a petty argument that made your stomach twist with nerves. You knew it was irrational but you couldn’t stop worrying about if you would lose him over this. It was pointless anxiety but nevertheless a sick feeling made its way into your stomach.

You wanted to end this, to go back a few hours when you and George were laughing together happy as can be. So you got up out of bed and made your way to the boys dorm. Surely Fred was right, and George just needed a bit of time to calm down. But as you approached the door the sound of Fred and George’s shouting voices made it clear that this wasn’t going to end quickly. You tried not to listen, tried to walk away but Fred’s voice caught your attention.

“Why didn’t you just tell Y/n the truth? This is getting ridiculous, George!”

“What do you want me to say Fred? Yeah, Y/n I had a good reason to prank digory! It’s because I saw that prat put his arm around you and I was burning with jealousy because I’m in love with you?” Your breath caught in your throat as your heart raced faster than it ever had before. Surly you had heard that wrong.

“Yes! Anything would have been better than storming out!” Fred answered.

“I can’t do this right now, Fred.” Came George next words and suddenly the door was being pulled open, and there wasn’t time for you to react. George and you stood there for a minute wide eyed.

“George-“

He scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief before quickly sliding past you and making his way down the hall.

“George!” You shouted after him, finally breaking away from your initial shock.

“Shit, Y/n,” Fred swore, making his way out the door and down the hall.

“Fred, wait! I’ll take care of it,” you rushed quickly moving past him and running down the hall after George.

“George! George, wait! Please?” You shouted after the boy. Hurrying to catch up with him.

“Leave me alone Y/n,” was all he replied with, making his way through the common room and out the portrait hole.

“Can we please talk?” You questioned as you had to jog to keep up with the ginger's fast pace, as he led you into an empty corridor.

“Y/n, please, just go away,” he sounded desperate, continuing to walk away from you.

“No, George! When were you going to tell me?” You pleaded. George stopped dead in his tracks.

“I don’t know,” he shrugged, “never.” He sounded so uncertain, you had never seen him like this so… defeated.

“Is- is that really why you pranked Cedric? You were jealous?” You questioned.

George scoffed, turning quickly around to face you. “Yes Y/n! I was jealous! I was jealous because I’ve been in love with you for years, but you are never going to feel the same way about me! Because I’m just George, I’m not like golden boy digory or Fred, I’m not the outspoken one or the popular one I’m just everyone’s second choice!” George let out a sigh, a single tear falling down his face, before whispering, “even yours.” Tears started falling down your face, your heart shattering with George’s words. How could he be so blind?

“No, George. Don’t you get it? I love you! Me and Cedric are just friends. I don’t care about that kind of stuff. I don’t want Cedric or Fred, I want you.”

George stands wide eyed, not fully allowing himself to believe it.

“You-“

“I’m in love with you,” you finished the thought for him, tanking a step closer and grabbing his hand.

“Y/n, I am so sorry for everything I said today. I was such a git.” George apologized, squeezing your hand and pulling you closer to him.

“It’s okay Georgie, I’m sorry too.”

#fred weasley #george weasley #weasley twins #weasleys #fred and george #fred weasley fluff #fred weasley imagine #george weasly imagines #hp imagine #fred weasley x y/n #george fabian weasley #george weasley angst #anxiousweasley writes

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listovite · 2 years

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How Trauma Team 10th Anniversary Artwork was Made

Before that, I apologize not being active during Trauma Team’s 11th Anniversary. Got several personal problems that I don’t want to disclose.

The piece above was the refine piece from the one in zine (You can check it out here!). It wasn’t supposed to look like that at first, haha. And this is how this piece was made. Zine Mod, Please correct me if I made some mistake in remembering what happened during the Zine development, thank you! Let’s start, shall we?

It all started when Rae invited me to be one of the mod for the Zine. Since it's my first time participating a Zine, why not? Fast forward, deadline was like a month left and I just keep procrastinating. My mind state probably was in a big mess before, assignments, argued with lil and big sis, that case at the hospital which I don't want to remember. Whatever, just grab my old drawings and do full black and white artwork then I'm done.

Ok, nvm. Probably too simple to submit a black and white artwork. Let's just add some base colour, simple shading, and background... It's a total mess. The feelings of guilt started to appear. Trauma Team is a franchise that help me a lot in my stress time, and also a franchise that helped me meet someone amazing. Let's do it properly in... a week!

At first, the main casts supposed to be drawn on the board, but since I was too lazy researching how chalk stroke looks like on board, screw that idea. Let's swap it to paper and make it like a detective board or something since the climax is during Naomi's episode, yes?

The casts... They are important in building the story plot. So they need to be in great quality too. Okay, I'm sorry not be able to draw all of them in full body and colours but hey, better than nothing? Stupid lazy Listo.

80% of the time spent was arranging the casts' portrait location compared to rendering CR. That Portland map is the real map I took screenshot of from google map, lol. Did anyone notice Albert was there too?

If I remember correctly, my friend/big sis? I forgot... Saw this and told me, "Anniversary supposed to be a happy scene with bright beautiful colours right?" Damn it, she had a point there but it's too late to redo everything from zero since I had only less than 24-H left...

Whatever, just make this piece look like a find the object game then for the viewers to reminiscence? idk... Like putting some trivia like typed Delphi between Naomi and LG, CIFM... And I always find that rendering realistic objects are easier than 2d objects somehow. Idk if anyone noticed this. This is not canon, but I think CR should have scars around his wrists for being handcuffed for 8 years. But I painted too many scars there. lol.

Then it's announced that there will be extended deadline. Oh well- I have finished this piece then all done and good and more time to refine bit.

REFINEMENT

Today, I found out that the lightning actually looks bad and stiff and the colour not balance either in before version... I made some minor adjustments and should look more natural now, I guess? I wish I could change the Zine page too, haha.

Closing

Idk what kind of piece I'm going to draw for next year's anniversary. It's a small fandom but it means a lot for me. Hmm, probably something more colourful and happy?

#trauma center #trauma team

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jaeheewillalwaysbemyfav · 3 years

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so since you're gonna do the avatar!mc au with the entities you think each brother would fear the most (SO excited for that btw, my friend can attest to the fact that i've basically been rambling about tma x om nonstop since the first post you made that put the two together), i'd love to hear your thoughts on which entity each brother would *be* an avatar of, if you're cool with sharing! personally i love the ideas of specifically vast!levi and dark!belphie but i'd love to hear your takes on the concept! <3

So because of how time works, despite receiving this ask on July 12, by the time you see this it’ll be August! So the entire Avatar!MC series should be out by now, which I hope you will/have enjoy/ed. I wholeheartedly agree with the concept of Vast! Levi, which I’ve talked about before (as you know ;) ), but I will happily ramble about it again!

These aren’t gonna be short fics though bc I do Yearn to save that energy for The Longfic, which is still in the planning stages because a) I can’t pick a timeline, and b) trying to match up the timelines of Obey Me and TMA is hard, especially when I tend to have a violent disrespect for actually paying attention to the timing of plot events in both. I already fucked up a part of the plotting because I forgot the order we get pacts with the brothers lmao

Content warnings: Mentions/allusions to tma-typical Spookies, yet another installation of my Cursed Crossover idea, lengthy debates about what makes someone choose to become an avatar of fear, spoilers for Lesson 16+ of Obey Me and S5 of TMA

What Entity Do I Think The Brothers Would Serve? (Cursed TMA x Obey Me Crossover)

Lucifer

So I put him as falling victim to the Eye/Beholding bc of his whole thing about Secrets and Pride being about wanting control over your own image

And he does have a creepy tendency in canon to always know when his brothers are up to some Dumb Shit

BUT! You know what we see in Lucifer’s character that we see in a certain Entity?

A simultaneous manipulation of others and submission to being manipulated by a higher power

That’s right, I think Luci would be a Web avatar

But Winter, Lucifer wouldn’t wanna take marching orders from someone/thing else! He’s too proud for that— You’re right! He doesn’t want to. But he will.

He willingly submitted himself and his family to Diavolo for eternity to get what he wanted (saving Lilith)

And from how much we see him work, it’s safe to say that he’s a pretty damn essential part of running the Devildom

If he really wanted to, he could probably successfully pull a coup on Diavolo

But he doesn’t, because he’s trapped himself by his own honour code

Thus, the sexual tension bromance we all know and love/insist is Deeply Problematic and blacklist (depending on how much you like/hate dialuci lol)

10/10, would fill with spiders again

Mammon

I put Mammon as falling victim to the Buried for pretty obvious reasons

But admittedly picking a fear he’d serve is trickier

I had to get a bit abstract with it, but I think the Hunt might suit him

Not necessarily the primal *cough* and police brutality *cough* parts of the Hunt tho

More like how Basira was considered an avatar of the Hunt in the fearpocalypse because of her mission/promise to Daisy

See, Greed can stem from fear

Fear of losing what you have, of no longer being able to support yourself, of being preyed upon by others

So people become greedy as a defense mechanism, to protect what they have

If they’re on the offensive, they won’t be targeted

Also, if you’re constantly pursuing more more more, there’s no time to think about anything else

Like consequences, or guilt, or Feelings

If Mammon let his little tough guy act go too far for too long, I don’t think it’s too much of a stretch to say he could start heading down the path to avatarhood

After all, people pay big money for hitmen and bounty hunters…

Leviathan

As I said last time, I can see why people would associate Levi with the Lonely first: he’s a shut in, he acts like he wants nothing to do with people/would rather be alone, and I get it

BUT! All of that actually stems from the fact that Levi has terrible self-esteem and thinks he deserves to be this gross shut in loser

While envy can make you want to bring others down to your level, so to speak, Levi tends to just shun “normies”, not actively conspire to sabotage them

He actually does crave understanding and to have people in his life, he just doesn’t know how to go about it

Boy’s got Mega Social Anxiety is what I’m saying (funny how both the Lonely and the Eye can be real bad for that, huh)

But the Vast? Nihilism? Takes all the pressure off

If everyone is a small, insignificant speck in the face of an uncaring, unfathomably large cosmos, who cares what you do? Who cares what people think of you?

Yeah, you’d be kinda weird too if you stared into the infinite abyss of the ocean and realized it was just the maw of a gargantuan sea monster too, Karen, lay off

Plus aesthetically, the great Awful Deep most people fear in the ocean is a comfort to Levi

And again, THE VAST IS MORE THAN JUST THE SKY

I WENT ON A BOAT ONCE

LIKE REAL FAR OUT, SO I COULDN’T SEE LAND FOR DAYS

IT WAS JUST ENDLESS B L U E

AND I WAS ON A CRUISE IN THE CARIBBEAN

I SAW A FRACTION OF THE OCEAN’S S U R F A C E AND IT WAS I M M E N S E

Did you know we’ve only explored like 5% or whatever of our oceans? Think about that! Every Single Thing we know about what’s in there is just the tip of the iceberg!!! GOD KNOWS WHAT’S DOWN THERE!!! PROBABLY FUCKED UP FISH IS WHAT

*ahem* anyway, fishee

Satan

Another tricky boi

I marked him down as fearing the Desolation, as a reflection of what he fears most in himself

I probably could have also gone with Slaughter, but I’d say that’s more baby/early-Satan

Desolation is also about destruction of potential, and Satan has very carefully built himself into a non-rage-monster person

So tearing that all away from him is :)))

But what would Satan give himself over to?

Ceaseless Watcher, I want that twink OBLITERATED—

Satan clings to knowledge and erudition to distance himself from the rage he was born as

“Watch and learn” is literally how he became a person

I find it deeply funny that it could also easily be how he becomes a monster once again

Also if you think the avatar of Wrath wouldn’t have a use for supernatural blackmail you’re just straight up incorrect

Couple that with Satan’s various connections and he’d be a Force to Reckon With

Asmodeus

I put him as a victim of the Corruption bc I found it extremely fitting considering the duality of his romanticized image vs the “dirty” fluid-filled nature of Lust.

Lust can be really nasty, but as licentious as Asmo’s supposed to be, he’s surprisingly coy

(now part of that comes from the fact that Obey Me isn’t strictly 18+/full-on porn, but still)

There’s a lot of Interesting Ideas to unpack there with attitudes towards sex vs sensuality and idealisation vs reality

Now as for an avatar… I debated this for a very long time, tossing around Eye, Stranger, Spiral, even Web for like one second

But I think I’ve got it

Slaughter!

Specifically the musical/random outbursts of violence side (not so much the war side)

Why? Well for one, Biblical Asmodeus is said to “"transport men into fits of madness and desire [...] with the result that they commit sin, and fall into murderous deeds (Testament of Solomon, verse 23).”

But also, Obey Me Asmo’s affair with that portrait chick from the earlier lessons started a whole ass war

Like it or not, the boy is very good at instilling manic violence in people

They don’t call it bloodlust for nothing

Beelzebub

I paired Beel with an End avatar MC bc the boy fears losing his loved ones like he lost Lilith

You could argue that Desolation would fit there too but I liked how it fit Satan better

Now as for a Vibe…

I’m tied between Flesh and Corruption tbh

Though corruption is mostly bc buge :)

So I’ll talk about the Flesh

So uh, mass consumerism, meat is meat, cannibalism… see where I’m going?

Ignoring the Hans because that was super racist, the two Flesh avatars I remember best are Jared Hopworth and The Guy Who Stuck His Arm in a Spooky Meat Grinder To Feed His Buds

I think of Jared in relation to Beel not because of the gym thing, but because his very chill/apathetic attitude towards his patron is similar to how I’d picture Beel’s approach to all this

Like “well, guess I’m here now”

I love Beel as much as everyone else, but he’s not exactly apologetic about his… habits

Not to the degree that he’d actually try and change them anyway

So if he got started on the path to Flesh avatarhood, he’d be pretty fucked

Belphegor

I put Web for him as a fear almost entirely because of the concept of Uno Reverse Card, ngl

It does technically tie into his whole thing about being trapped in the attic, since he’d denied all agency and freedom in there, but… Uno Reverse

Dark!Belphie is an interesting concept, and MAG86 “Tucked In” is iconic, but tbh I don’t really… Get the Dark

Don’t get me wrong, put me in a dark place and I will be scared, I don’t like not seeing things, but I have a hard time wrapping my head around why one would become an avatar of the Dark

It’s not a very “primary” fear imo? Like, I’m scared of the dark bc I can’t see what’s there, ie. a threat could be there and I wouldn’t know, but intellectually I know it’s just the absence of light. That’s not really spooky on its own.

I guess what I’m saying is I can attribute spookier things related to the Dark better to other Entities, so I’m not sure what its draw is specifically

According to the Entity Sexiness Survey I did a while back, there’s apparently some Catholic stuff going on with the Dark so maybe that’s why i don’t get it lmao

Anyway I’d put Belphie down for Spiral

“What lies behind a smile” indeed cowboy

Apparently it’s getting choked

Is it because MC’s entire relationship with him is originally founded on a lie?

Is it because the Spiral deals with distortions in your perception, gaslighting gatekeeping girlbossing, as well as foggy liminal mental spaces like between sleep and consciousness, death and life?

Is it because I think Belphie would absolutely delight in driving someone bananas by fucking with their dreams until it bleeds into their waking life?

Is it because being a person or consistent being at all is too much effort, consistent internal geography is hard, fuck it, just be an endless twisting series of hallways?

Yes :)

#obey me #tma #cursed tma x om crossover #obey me headcanons #tma the entities #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor

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capinejghafa · 2 years

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content creator 2021 wrapped tag game

Cut this into what works for you. Want to do only one instead of five? Do it. Tag 2 people? Do it. This game is not your mum or the Apple App store to tell you what to do. But there are a couple of rules:

RULE 1: Review your creations over 2021. Tag some gifmakers/creators, friends and strangers to get them to do the same.

RULE 2: Link to the content, commentary optional.

thank you to @robinsonjudy! you are wonderful zahraa :)

5 (or more!) creations from others that made you smash the reblog button hard, closely followed by your ‘insp’ tag or ‘fave tag’. Link to sets that started conversations, outstanding composition, colouring, etc.

I’m not backing out this time, time to get you off my mind. by @seance

you have no idea how much this lives in my head rent free and i actually was insp by shatter glass effect that i used it quite a few times :) a lot of arianne’s sets are insp :)

#five of cinnamon rolls by @yenvengerberg

honestly this one was so cute and funny and becca’s skills are always just awe-inspiring. i also love her ladiesmeme :)

shadow and bone (season 1, part 1 & 2) by @meliorn

i absolutely loved this two part set. the detail in this is speculator. i am such a sucker for looking at each part of a concept set and the work this much of taken. *chef’s kiss*

the umbrella academy as a horror movie by @number5theboy / @jameszmaguire

an absolute fucking delight. i love the mix of genre and lizzie just captures it so well. plus the coloring, the clips... damn i love this set a lot :)

it’s your turn (ladies of sab) by @crow-club

i honestly such a beautiful set, i was actually staring it for awhile when i doing the ccss and this is so gorgeous kay :)

i kept it to five sets because i would be here actually all day but there’s just so much insp from so many gifmakers and thank you for it :) here’s to creating more wonderful things in 2022!

4-5 creations of which you’re proud. These are goals you scored. Nothing to do with notes.

i have a very specific tag for this lol like i really do make a lot of gifs that i don’t posts (mainly for tua when i started the rewatch, but also before then)...

one: diego and lila -> #they share one and a half brain cells (i love them <3)

two: luther and the bowling alley scene -> oh, for… (loved the coloring for the set and it always makes me laugh)

three: inej/purple coloring w/bonus quote (1.06) -> “One minute [Kaz] made [Inej] blush and the next he made her want to commit murder.” (absolute nightmare to color, it took me such a long time to get it to that shade)

four: diego -> paint me like one of your french girls (the caption is implied lol)

there is no end to our story (malina) set, this one sat in my drafts for about a week or two... because i was kind of scared of posting it. i’m primarily gif crows/kanej/soc content so it sort of felt like i was entering unknown territory... but this one kind of popped into my head and i loved the quote, so i posted it on a whim and liked it :D

3-4 creations others loved. Include the one that one that got most notes, great comments, or the classic ‘how dare you!’

tua: portraits and photographs (1/3) i lowkey loved how simple of a project this was but i think it was also just a lot of praise for the set designer and i loved seeing the tagged comments for this one because it was so funny to me

tua: tangled (2010) // tua: diego & lila paralells (1/2) i thank the one anon every day for this set because a lot of people were very delightfully confused. it was nice to see the reactions be mostly positive. plus @wyrd-syster did a fantastic parallel fic for it :)

sab: kanej (ft. jesper) + “kaz says ‘i love you weird” ok so this one wasn’t supposed to have the last gif ft but because reasons.. and i’m so happy with the end results. the comments have been fantastic. everyone loving how in character/canon this was. i love it.

sab: “[inej] laughed, and if [kaz] could have bottled the sound and gotten drunk on it every night, he would have.” tbh i just loved that this was kind of my introduced into the book quotes and those are always great to make :)

2-3 creations that stretched you as a creator: style, coloring, blending, text, etc. include the one that should have got more notes.

my diego rewatch sets lol ngl these sets take long... and ok, i wanted to do it as a selfish project because there was a lack of diego content! but i do think they push me creatively, specifically:

number five (1.05)

the white violin (1.10)

1 creation of yours that you find most aesthetically pleasing to the eye and self AND 1 creation that broke and (maybe remade you) as a creator – we all have that one.

most aesthetically pleasing to the eye and self? ladies of shadow and bone -> color palette / characteristics i made for ccss for kay... like i worked on this for awhile and there were some scenes i didn’t end up using but i was really inspired but one of her set. and i was like well if i could just figure out how to do this one thing... and i won’t lie i had no idea what i was doing but i’m so happy it turned out.

creation that broke me? hargreeves siblings + “do not stand at my grave and weep” i literally stayed up late and then i woke up early before work to fix it and because i was so sleep deprived i just posted it without editing it. i also just had really not started blending per se... but i wasn’t great at it. so this was me trying something i thought was gonna be a straightforward project and i was in near tears from it.

0 the creation that never was because nothing was working that day.

this one is easy because i have been working on it for i wanna say like two months AND I’m still like well what the fuck is it??? it’s kind of like the hargreeves in screens... like this...

like i think i just need a good quote but i’m also like ok this is a thing i’ve made... if you have a good quote pls send it my way lol (if you’ve gotten this far :P)

Overall comment on your creativity year 2021: i mean objectively i’ve made more things than the previous two years which given that i tend to disappear for long periods of times... is a good thing (if you want to see it that way). sometimes i just made sets for fun, like the incorrect set/book quote/au sets... kind of sometimes i was accidentally funny. and with the concept sets, especially the diego ones, are really the ones i wanted to use colors when i could. i really have tried to push myself. sometimes successfully, sometimes not so much. it’s been the biggest mixed bag. i’m not sure if i can continue this energy in 2022, but we’ll see :D

thank you! tagging @lilapittss @steve-harringtons @rreputatiions @kendalroys @concepts @kazs-rietvelds @mcudaredevil

and anyone who i’ve already tagged :D

happy 2022!

#zavens #tagged by...#have a happy new years :)#gifmaker positivity

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