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gaypirate420 · 8 months

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Stars // Jasper W. Hale.

Jasper Whitlock-Hale x gn!reader.

Summary: You're bored in class and doodle on Jasper's arm.

Fluff. Jasper's Battle Scars.

A yawn scaped your lips as you stared down at your teacher as she gives a lecture that is not registering on your mind at all. She's talking something about the history of Forks, you don't care, she's boring and it's making you sleepy.

You stared down at your notes, empty except for today's date, your eyes travel to your right to find Jasper actually paying attention and writing down what he finds useful.

"Isn't that a bit useless?" You whisper to him, Jasper's eyes meet yours and he smirks, he raised an eyebrow.

"Writing down notes for history, I mean, I don't think you need notes, you where there." You explained, whispering very low the last part, Jasper lean over closer to you.

"I don't, but you need them, darlin'." He whispered back with a small smile. You smiled and felt your cheeks warming up after hearing the nickname. Your hand went up to his messy hair and brush it down with your fingers, he smiled at your action and let you be.

He quickly stealed a kiss off your cheek and kept paying attention to the class as if nothing happened while you felt your cheeks burning.

Jasper saw how your attention went to anything but the class, you took your pencil case that's full of scrunched up post its and colorful pens and started doodling on your notebook.

Jasper doesn't mind helping you, he gets to spend more time with you and you get a handsome vampire tutor to explain you what you missed over and over if necessary and never gets angry.

The vampire looks back at the teacher, as he hears your pen moving all around the page.

He feels you lifting the sleeves of his sweater and cursing under your breath when you found his dress shirt.

"So many layers, can't even get cold." You murmur teasinly, if it wasn't from his increased hearing he would miss little things like this. Jasper smirks and continues to write before he feels the pen against his marble skin.

He stayed still for a second, his eyes moved to look at you.

You can't see them, his scars, not all of them. But the ones you do seem to be treated with extreme care as you started doodling on his pale arm.

They don't itch, they don't hurt, but, for him, it felt so nice, so important.

Jasper felt flustered, almost like his dead hearth skipped a beat at the sight of the tender scene.

You drew stars, it felt right. You smiled widely as you keep adding more and more, along with little hearts and even a flower on his forearm.

"Do you like your tattoos?" You whispered with the cutest smile he's ever seen. Jasper nodded.

"You're very talented, pumpkin." He could feel your heart skipping and of course your emotions going wild. He smiles as your happiness rub off on him.

"Now you do mine." You offered your pen to him, Jasper looked back at the teacher who spoke nonsense by now, he could make the teacher look like fool on another day for now he smiles and picks up the pen.

His icy cold fingers gently grabbed your arm, bringing it closer to him, you felt a shiver down your body at the sensation.

Your felt the tingly sensation of the pen against your arms, making you giggle silently.

Jasper drew flowers, some skulls that matched your wristband and of course, stars. Your eyes admired him, his blonde hair falling on his face and his furrowed eyebrows showing the absolute dedication to this task.

"There, sugar." He spoke gently, you looked at your arm and grabbed his hand. You saw his wrist and with your free hand you passed two of your bracelets from your wrist to his.

Jasper smiled again, it's odd for him to doing that so many times on so little time, he's getting giddy in the best way possible.

"Now we match." You spoke with an excited whisper. Jasper nodded, your eyes went wide with an idea.

"We should wear matching outfits one day." You smiled wider at the thought. The vampire nodded in agreement.

"That's a great idea, dear." His golden eyes looked at you before he leaned and kissed your lips.

"Mister Hale." The teacher called his name and he pulled away from you, your cheeks were burning again and you looked at the floor in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Miss." Jasper spoke with a victorious smirk as the teacher's frown disappears and turns into a smile, and of course the rest of the class magically turning their heads from you and Jasper.

"Don't worry about it." The teacher spoke with a following chuckle before returning to give her lecture. You giggle softly and shaked your head in mocking disapproval.

Jasper steals another quick peek on your lips before focusing back to writing notes for you.

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A/N: Little fluffy one shot for y'all, I'm working on the requests do not worry. Hope you like it!

#jasper hale x reader #jasper whitlock hale #jasper whitlock #jasper hale #jasper whitlock x reader #x male reader #jasper hale x y/n #jasper hale x male reader #effervescent #the twilight saga

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bitchin-tubs · 5 months

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I should really stop caring about how refined are my drawings or second guessing when a piece is ready to post because fuck that I should draw because drawing is fun and post it because I WANT to share my stupid little ideas with others not just to measure my ability!! 🗣

Anyways it’s messy but these are some main cast doodles as you can see I’m working on the redesigns which are not actually as different as the original material but I’m happy with the changes I’ve made. I was also making the full bodies to have a finished piece to show them off but i thought about their human designs in the middle of it 😋

#my art #helluva boss critical #helluva boss redesign

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olliesneweyes · 14 days

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Wanted to flesh out and add more headcanons to this ↑, so that'll be under the cut!

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This post by my friend(?) Is basically what I mean by he's chaotic academia lol

⫘⫘ Messy as hell handwriting that only he can read, although sometimes he can't read it either and struggles with remembering what he wrote

i feel like he'd have a typewriter in his room for important notes because of this (no idea if those actually existed when idv takes place but we have cypher machines which seem pretty similar so-)

He's always, always doing something with his hands.

if he's not writing on his notes, he's doodling abstract shapes or concept inventions on them.

And if he's not doing that, then he either has something to fidget with or tinker on, or he's playing with his hands.

⫘⫘ speaking of hands, to me he only wears one glove because they irritate his scarred hand.

He should take regular breaks so his hands don't cramp and hurt, but he's usually so engrossed in his tasks that he forgets it's even a problem.

⫘⫘ He talks a lot! But sometimes it's not just the chatty type of talking but a cacophony of thoughts and ideas that his brain works him up into and needs to be dragged out of him by the only way he can.

If you're not his friend already and you end up on the listening end of one of these, as long as you don't actively recoil from it you've probably gained a ton of trust with him.

⫘⫘ Part of talking so much with everyone is that he has a lot of friends! But he doesn't really have many friends, you know? There's only a select few he trusts properly.

⫘⫘ His memory tends to go blank on things like the date or time.

He's worried quite a few people by not realising it was a holiday, and commenting on it with confusion.

More minor holidays like Easter and Valentine's Day are the easiest to forget, because people don't really decorate for them.

He has Several alarm clocks for timing, but he usually asks people to immediately come and get him if he's needed for something and isn't there.

Due to this, he's been part of things he wasn't supposed to be, because he generally trusts that he's just forgotten he was meant to be there.

Of course he has distorted dreams of the incident, but he actually has quite a lot that revolve around his prison time.

⫘⫘ He has a lot of night terrors. There's been so many nights where he's jolted up, heart racing, and couldn't tell what was real or fake or where he was for a while.

He was treated... extremely badly there. Any excuse to take frustrations out on a rich person was taken liberally by the other people. Prisoners, guards, all of them.

Lots of both physical and mental trauma helped to cement his broken mental state and lack of memory, as well. Being hurt like that is not going for your head.

After all, one of his canon dislikes are "implements of torture"

⫘⫘ He's pretty good at decoding when he decides to do a match! He avoids hunters pretty well too. Unfortunately, they don't like him very much...

He always HATES the rocket chairs. Not necessarily what happens after he's eliminated, although that's startling too. It's actually being strapped down to it that makes him panic.

He doesn't like being stuck to anything, and he especially doesn't like it when the hunters are usually nearby ready to hurt him.

⫘⫘ It's alright though, because he has his chain! He's augmented it in order to create the static charges you see in the matches.

There is just one teensy little problem. After coming to the makeshift hospital ward after blacking out while using his abilities a couple of times, he was asked what he did to keep his electricity generator from shocking him. He didn't have an answer.

As it turns out, he's rather numb in certain parts of his body. Including his neck. And as he was only focused on this invention being effective, he never quite realised that it might be a danger to have it near his already messed up brain.

He's trying to refine it so it doesn't do that, but he's advised to stay out of matches for now.

⫘⫘ he's not the best with self care. At all.

his hair is VERY messy, so it's tied in place with a lot of unconventional things.

Ribbons, wires, gears to wrap it around, clasps, and more. He even kept it tied with a pair of pliers one time. He just needs it up. It's a sensory thing.

But on a less light hearted note, he usually forgets to eat, and "forgets" to sleep while he's working.

If he does eat, he usually brings things like pastries from the main hall to his room.

And if he sleeps... The night terrors about killing his mentor are much more vivid when he jolts up to a desk that looks exactly as it always did back then.

⫘⫘ he doesn't work on his invention. He desperately wants to, but he can't.

Even for someone with good memory, trying to continue a project you last worked on YEARS ago, completely from scratch, is hard.

But he barely remembers what it was meant to do. His life's devotion, shattered to pieces in his mind because of a stupid impulsive accident he feels that he caused. It breaks him.

So he works on other things. Everything and everything will be tinkered with, because maybe he can remember what he wanted. Someday. Through desperate notes and ramblings and trying to weld the puzzle pieces together in his mind.

Grasping for it even as it slips away the more he tries to think of what it was...

⫘⫘ He has friends now. And he'll do whatever they want to do. Anything to distract himself from his plight.

They're the main reason he takes self care at all, besides keeping up appearances. He doesn't feel as alone when everyone is struggling with him.

His room is full of little gifts for them. Might as well put his knowledge to things that make them happy, right?

#identity v #idv #idv prisoner #identity v prisoner #idv luca

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deadboyfriendd · 2 years

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Okay since my last post about Eddie being three raccoons in a trench-coat did so well, I bring more thoughts because I don't know peace, I only know Edward.

He has a bong, that's canon, what's not covered in the show is that that bong is an absolute warcrime. No, seriously, there's so much biohazardous material floating around in the water that he hasn't changed in a hot second that it should be considered a weapon for biological warfare. I think ketamine would be safer than that thing.

He's a music snob, but not like cool hipster likes whatever and will share music snob. No, he gate-keeps shit so bad. It's his safety net. He's a "name three songs" bro. It's super annoying and you want to deck him every single time for it.

On the topic of music, I think he actually really enjoys Woody Guthrie. His acoustic guitar is a direct homage to that. I think Wayne liked it because his mom, Eddie's grandma, liked it and it just became a family thing and it reminds him of when he was young and when his grandma was alive and he at least felt like he had a little more family besides Wayne. I also wrote a Drabble about this that you can find on my Matsterlist. It's called "This Machine Slays Dragons".

He's superstitious and has a couple of weird mental mannerism. He creates little rules in his head that he's followed since he was a kid. He only walks through the right sides of double doors and only on the right side of the sidewalk. He won't step on crack. He always has to see the color of the M&M before he eats it and goes as accurately in the order of the rainbow as he can (this isn't me projecting oops).

Eddie talks to himself out loud. And he's not quiet about it. Everyone all the time is like "did you say something to me?" and he has to be like, "No just myself."

This extends into maladaptive daydreaming. He has ADHD and this is such a form of escapism for him and he's really bad at it. Like one second he's dozing off and then suddenly it's been a couple of hours. He can straight-up turn the lights out up there and let his brain run wild. It's almost a super power at this point.

He is a super messy eater. Like gross. Like get him a bib or something. Like did you actually get any of that into your mouth? I think this also has to do with the ADHD and he can't regulate his hunger when his brain gets fixated so he usually ends up starving and then overeating and he just eats so fast because he's so hungry that he doesn't care if he's getting it all over himself.

He is not a morning person. Trying to wake him up before noon means waging an all-out war, dealing with an actual temper tantrum, and then actually getting into a fight. There's no being nice and gentle and waking him up with a back scratch and a kiss because he sleeps so heavily. But when you yank the blankets off and shake him he gets so irrationally angry that he will say something hurtful and It will start a fight and he might even be mad at you for the rest of the day.

Dating Eddie means scary dog privileges. People are automatically scared of him and he's kinda mastered his front to where can can command a room. No one messes with you. You know that behind that front he's so non-confrontational and honestly not violent in the slightest but he is a protector and will go out of his way to defend you or your honor.

He is a kleptomaniac. He doesn't even mean it. It started with pens and little stuff but then it resulted in you having to remind him to put stuff down and empty his pockets because he just steals shit and can't help it. Eddie is literally a raccoon.

He also chronically doodles on everything. Himself, his notes, his notebook, you. If there's a marker present, somethings getting drawn on, He also likes to sticker-bomb everything he owns. If he had more money to spend on stickers his entire room and Wayne would be covered.

Most people think Eddie hates kids. He doesn't dislike them per se, he's actually just terrified of them. I think he's an only child with no cousins and raised by a man who had to figure out parenting on-the-fly alone. He thinks he's gonna break them or say something inappropriate and damage them for life or make them cry. Like he thinks of seventeen different scenarios in which he can go wrong with a child. However, in the case of Dustin Henderson, if there is a particularly persistent child dead-set on his friendship, he has a homie for life. Eddie would literally die for the children he pack-bonded with if they asked him to.

I literally have so many more of these because Eddie lives in the shallow crevices of my tiny pea-brain and I only ever think about him. If this does well I'll continue to share my thoughts.

#eddie munson #eddie munson headcanons #stranger things #eddie munson oneshot #eddie stranger things #stranger things s4 #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson smut #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x reader #flea writes

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cookies-super-secret-blog · 6 months

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something something grow a pair and state thoughts on ai?

So, funny story, I made a post about this before, whenever the topic tag for it was trending. And like, I still stand by that, sans the part where I call the AI itself a form of art under my definition. A little bit after that, I saw a post, while definitely not in response to my own post, made the point that while we should hate AI art for the rampant theft of jobs and content, that its somehow bad to dislike it as Bad Art or Not Art because "gatekeeping art is baddd". Which like, in the context of someone drawing stick figures or painting giant blocks of color, is valid; we shouldn't gatekeep art from people. I still think AI doesn't deserve that privilege. Like, not to try and define art again, but, like hold on ket me grab something.

This is an ai generated adoptable from deiantart. Now, I have to ask, what's being expressed here- besides "cute girl in big hoodie (despite the one on the left not having a hoodie)"? Like it's easy to take these apart mechanically, but conceptually? It's somehow easier. Like, part of character design is visually communicating stuff about the character. There's nothing here besides anime girl in big outfit with minor armor details maybe? Like nothing else here is coherent! Like she looks sampled off of genshin and honkai characters but that's it. Like the cutains are just blue, and its dull and boring because of it. Why is the jacket neon green? The prompter wanted it that way. Why does she have the shoulder pieces and the case she's holding? Because the prompter likely put "battle girl" and/or "solarpunk" into the prompt. And it's not bad to have design elements for the sake of it, but the ai can't do anything but that, and the content it generates suffers because of it. There's no artistic value there, imo.

Now, not to toot my own horn, but here's my take on this design:

This is still a "cute girl in a big lime green jacket", but there's more to it. It's a high visibility jacket, with stripes reminiscent of construction vests. In the other doodles on the page, this high visibility theme is expanded to a theme of her being some kind of rescue personnel, and/or an angel (see; the halo in the bottom right). While it's fairly easy for me to point these themes out- it is what I intended- I'd still argue an obersever would be able to point out similar, or other themes and motifs that bring this character together.

No ammount of prompts and generation models can recreate that. Even if the prompter had the exact same intent I had when making the og ai content, that intent doesn't come across whatsoever. Because AI cannot replicate human intent and artistic processes.

These image generators register to me as the miserable end point of the sad, art-illiterate belief that art only is, and is only meant to "look pretty". Every time modern art is decried as "ugly and pointless", another prompter gets validated in their shameless attempts to assert their narrow-as-fuck vosion of what art is.

Art is human. Art is messy, art is intricate, art is sloppy, art is beautiful and art is ugly.

No machine on earth can comprehend or replicate that. And the ceasless attempts to commodify and capitalize on art have made some people forget that fact. The kinds of people who prompt really only see art as a gimmick product, pretty knickknacks that will make them rich quick.

For lack of better terms, the dehumanization of art itself is disgusting, and so like hell am I going to consider AI's mass-produced, slot machine-esque, drivel as art.

And I will not be guilted by other people on this hellsite who think its a moral failure to call mindless content what it is because its dressed up in distorted frills and anime girl boobs.

Art is human, and AI is not human. And what a sad world it is, that we're automating and strangling human creation, instead of letting it thrive.

Thank you for reminding me to share my thoughts.

#bit speaks #ai art discourse #anti ai #ai art discussion #ai art debate #old man yells at cloud

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thatoneaceinthecorner · 9 months

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RQG Art Masterpost

Hey guys! So recently I've had a wave of notes on some of my old rqg art, and a few new followers. I got really nostalgic about rqg and decided I wanted an easier way to access my rqg-related art (other than the dumpster fire that is tumblr's tagging system), and I wanted other people who are just finding my art to have an easy way of looking at the rest, if they want to. So I dug through everything and made a masterpost! This post contains links to all the rqg art I've ever posted on tumblr, as well as a couple images that I couldn't find the original posts for, despite all the digging. It's loosely organized, emphasis on loosely, but I hope it should be fun to look through if anyone ever feels like it. Spoiler warning for the whole show, just in case anyone new isn’t done with their first listen. There's also stuff in here that's pretty old and that I don't necessarily love anymore, but seeing how my skills progressed over time is still pretty neat. This is a long post, so I've put all the links under the cut. Enjoy!

My top three pieces and why they're my favorites

General:

Shoin's sketch of London

RQG Inktober: Scars

Resurrection Ritual in the Ursan Village

Zolf Smith, cleric of what comes next (comic)

Alex's horrible Barret Monster with knife arms

Ada and Tesla in their lab with the Babbage brain

"Why didn't you do more" (it's all your fault comic)

Blue-veined arm in Other London

Zolf and Azu hear the hivemind

Sasha and Cicero leave Rome behind them

Apophis in human form

Party camping outside the Garden of Yerlik

Kantu!! Because I thought they were cute

Also these two drawings, the ones I couldn't find the original posts for. Azu giving Hamid a piggy-back, and a really old drawing of Azu in Carter's mind museum.

Sasha Racket:

Sasha hangs out with gargoyles (and sphinxes)

Sasha portrait

Goodbye, Brock

Goodbye, Grizzop

If Grizzop had lived and helped raised Sasha's kids

Sasha deserves bat wings, as a treat

"I so wish you could meet them"

My very first drawing of Sasha, post-Kafka fight

Wilde:

Wilde masterpost (yes he has his own)

"We're all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars"

His brain might've popped

Wilde looking pretty (plus bonus shitpost sketch)

"Oh Wilde, you must have been so scared"

Wilde with blue veins

Wilde gets his magic back (first time I ever drew him)

Zoscar:

Wild and Zolf in the rain, epilogue

"We've got this" "Yeah, we've got this" aka Parallels

Breath of Life

Wilde's first death

Peace and comfort (for once)

Actually some more peace and comfort

And a little more

Aaand back to some angst

RQG Zine Art:

The End of the World As We Know It

How Little He Matters

Rome Is Where the Heart Is

Animatics/Animations/Videos:

Hamimatic - Immature

Zolf is the sand guardian, guardian of the sand

Wilde and Zolf in the rain but animated this time

Sasha protecting Wilde in Paris

Time lapse of some of the "Breath of Life" drawing

Ben Meredith quoting Jenna Marbles (starring Toothbrush Zolf)

Doodles, sketches, and requests:

Messy busts of the whole party (plus Wilde, obviously)

Azu and Grizzop outfit/deity swap

Never wake a sleeping Barnes (comic)

Toothbrush Zolf

Azu caring for undead Sasha

Ada mourning Babbage AU

Fun sketch page of various PCs

Domestic Zolf and Wilde

Canon-compliant under-dressed Zolf (look he's posing like the coppertone baby from that one brand of sunscreen, i thought it was funny)

Sasha and Wilde bonding time

If Sasha and Cel met each other

Sasha and Zolf, amputee buddies

Wilde in a flower crown (Everyone Liked That)

More domestic Zolf and Wilde

Sasha playing with Hamid's twin brothers

Sasha looking after Grizzop's kids

Zolf and Wilde hugging

Sasha and Skraak, dynamic duo

Barnes and Carter hugging

Kobold in the kitchen with Zolf

Ada holding down the fort

Happy Hamid

Cel and Grag

Wilde and Hamid high-five

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stepswordsen · 1 year

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JuAli WIP doodles

So, I'm just gonna post my old JuAli doodles from November ~ April. Obsessed with them. I've been thinking about them non-stop. Judar is wearing traditional Chinese hanfu in these :)

Here's my JuAli doodles for now <3 They're pretty messy, so I'll put them under the cut. Also I'm putting my thought rambles under the cut too. They’re snippets of thoughts I had, including ones with friends, feel free to read them if you’re curious!

Some rambles

I was considering whether I should post my JuAli doodles since I usually prefer to keep my art account for finished arts only, but I wanted to show my love for them. I still have to refine and redraw these tbh, but I'm excited to work on these in the future!

I also didn’t know whether to post these rambles under my art or make a new post on my side blog. Well. It’s going here now. I’ll post the rest of my sketches and another rambles in another post

The first two Judar in hanfu doodles are some of my fave drawings ever. I really want to finish this one soon...

I think Judar has red eyeliner in the manga, and the Magi anime has Judar's eyeshadow as purple? In Ohtaka's coloured arts, it looks like a more saturated red colour to me.

I like Judar with red eyeliner/eyeshadow like how Ohtaka colours in the manga. I like how the colours pop and the contrast against his design, and how it matches his red eyes. Also cuz black and red are his image/representative colours to me anyways

I want Judar to wear black, white, red, and gold hanfu... I’ve also been looking into hanfu earrings for him. I'm thinking of red and gold. I want him to have red eyeliner and black painted fingernails.

Also, in the future, I'd also like to draw Desi inspired Alibaba wearing kurta with churidar!

Some thoughts on JuAli

I love how my friends described them as besties and one-sided enemies/worsties dynamic (from Judar’s end lmfao), it’s soooo funny. I feel like they’d have a sort of Love-Hate relationship at first, like when you hate someone so much it’s love...

My friend mentioned that because Alibaba is so different and the complete opposite of him, it makes sense he doesn’t understand it, but it only shows that he’s curious and that deep inside he wants to know.

And Judar would just constantly be like “I really don't get this guy at all” and “I don't understand what he's thinking at all!” Like how he was with Alibaba on the Dark continent. I think it’s interesting how he recognized that Alibaba has qualities that draw people to him, but just couldn't understand why.

I love their Fire and Ice duality. Light/Darkness. Angel/Devil. Hot and Cold. Enemies to Lovers. They’d bicker and kiss and make out. Twink on twink violence is their love language /lh

I feel like in the early stages of them catching feelies they’d both be really awkward around each other and constantly headbutt each other… They'd always be pretty competitive with each other, but they'd warm up to each other over time.

I love their setup, I’m obsessed with them and their vibes. They’re so funny and cute… I love their dynamic, their vibes are impeccable. I could sense the sen-core with them, I love them so much.

I awaken to my final form. Meow meow mf x Empathetic, loving ball of sunshine… It's the sen-core ship formula: meow meow mf x ball of sunshine. Morally questionable/morally bankrupt x morally agreeable <3

Also I love Light/Darkness, Yin/Yang and Sun/Moon/Eclipse themed ships. And Rivals/Enemies to Lovers. Opposites contrast :)

I love Opposites Attract ships that are also combined with any of these tropes: Narrative parallelism (Yin/Yang, Light/Darkness, Sun/Moon/Eclipse tropes), Protagonist x Rival/Antagonist/Opposing Figure, Reconciliation of Opposites, Fated Enemies/Rivals, etc.

Sen-core characters/ships: being a menace to A) the world and/or B) their rival/enemy/lover.

Alibaba is the sun, and Judar’s leitmotif is the black sun (just like Douman). And he’s also technically the moon. One of my friends told me she sees him with Eclipse symbolism, which is really interesting.

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brzatto · 9 months

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I have some questions I wanted to ask :3c

I really love your Carmy drawing! You drew his sad puppy eyes and messy hair perfectly. Are you going to post any more art? 👀

I just started watching season 2 of The Bear and I was wondering how your rewatch was going. Any new thoughts after rewatching?

You're a Pacific Rim fan? 🥳 If Carmy and Richie were partners in that I feel like the Jaeger would immediately explode as soon as they were both plugged into it 😂 What are your AU thoughts?

helloooo <3

1. thank you!!!! ;_; as for posting any more art idk i doubt it >_< if i’m being honest i rarely ever draw at all and that doodle was just a one off but if i ever just so happen to do any more in the future then maybe! i’d like to get back into drawing more but the bear has pretty evidently manifested itself more in the writing side of my brain so

2. if i’m being honest i’m still on ep2 of my rewatch LMFAO every time i try and sit myself down and tell myself to watch it i end up finding an excuse to pull myself away. idk why i’m so mentally averse to it… what’s that thing called where people keep putting off things they genuinely want to do because that’s basically what’s happening rn. i do have a lot of thoughts and half formed posts in my drafts rn just from my first watch alone though i just feel like i should complete my rewatch before sharing them and then i keep… not doing that

3. i loooove pacrim it’s one of my favorite movies/universes ever. if i like a character or a pairing regardless of what the og media source is trust that i will be imagining them in a pacrim au… i’ve been toying with the idea for carmy and richie on and off in the back of my head since way back last year but i actually think it works pretty 1:1 with canon! mikey and richie being lifelong best friends and going into the pilot program together, finding out they’re drift compatible and becoming jaeger pilots together, mikey being kia, carmy always having this pipe dream of becoming a pilot and spending his childhood looking up to mikey and richie and wanting to be just like them but being deterred by something or another. maybe going through the program but because he’s naturally reserved and introverted he thinks he doesn’t have what it takes to be an actual pilot or that he’ll never be drift compatible with someone because he can’t really imagine connecting with anyone in that way. when mikey dies richie’s left in need of a partner but richie is richie so he’s not really compatible with anyone else until they offer to test carmy and lo and behold.. richie balks from it at first obviously because carmy’s just a rookie without any real experience in the field and he and mikey were pretty well established for years (if not just a little unorthodox) and internally half of him is unable to accept the idea of carmy being mikey’s replacement due to his grief and the other half of him is unable to accept carmy being mikey’s replacement due to his protectiveness of carmy (but he doesn’t mention or bring that up ever. i think their dynamics and history in pacrimverse would mirror their histories together in canon, but any genuine good intentions richie has is also probably overshadowed by his anger/resentment and he ends up lashing out a lot at the higher ups and keeping carmy at arm’s length the whole time this is happening. he’s just like.. not coping well. or at all for that matter) cue some very slow burn and mutually tentative bonding and richie always berating carmy for being “just a kid” throughout it and objecting about having him out in the field (not to his face or anything, probably not even with malicious intent or with the purpose of hurting carmy but carmy probably overhears or finds out anyways and resents him for it + feels all that self loathing and ineptitude because he knows he couldn’t live up to mikey either) and richie being given the ultimatum of either having carmy as his partner or being forced to retire but when they’re put in a tight spot they DO go out in the field together. something very dramatic and tragic happens because something dramatic and tragic is always happening in a pacrim au and it seems unlikely that they’ll both make it out and richie is adamant about carmy being the one who lives, still struggles with all that survivor’s guilt over mikey and wouldn’t be able to take going through it again, especially not with carmy. carmy of course is like… kicking and screaming and very much NOT willing to leave him behind and at the same time he’s ANGRY because all this time richie still doesn’t think of him as being capable nor does he trust carmy enough to be able to let him help and for them to go through this together. i don’t think carmy is as concerned as much about whether he lives or dies, or even really if richie lives or dies, i think whatever happens he just wants to see it through alongside richie. he wants richie to trust him, he wants them to be a team, and regardless of what happens to them he wants them to do it together meanwhile richie’s only priority is to ensure carmy walks away from this alive. at all costs.

since this isn’t necessarily a fic plot or anything just how i imagine a pacrim au for them would be like, the endings vary—richie deceives carmy/saves him against his will and has to deal with knowing he’s automatically lost all and whatever tentative trust carmy had in him leading up to this, either richie lives and he and carmy have to start again from the ground up bond wise (maybe they realize they can’t be partners after all and richie would rather retire than have to be put in a position like that again) (lawful evil end) OR carmy eventually forgives him and they work it out and continue being partners (lawful neutral end) OR richie dies and carmy’s left to deal with the survivor’s guilt instead. (neutral evil end)

alternate endings: carmy stays and saves richie instead—also up to you whether he lives or dies but in the event that carmy dies richie has to go through all that mess with mikey all over again and idk if he could like. mentally/emotionally/physically survive that (chaotic evil end) or carmy finally finally convinces richie to trust in him just this once and they combat the evil together and come out of it stronger and closer than ever (lawful good end). also if i’m being honest when i think of this au playing out in my head i surprisingly don’t think of them ever being explicitly romantic but they still have that air of weird unspoken homoerotic tension that they do in s1: richie still devastated and grieving and fighting a battle of internal conflict, carmy still rash and impulsive and oblivious, richie wanting nothing to do with carmy but still unable to stomach the mere notion of putting him at risk, carmy thinking richie is a washed up asshole but still desperately wanting his trust and approval. sometimes the pining is better ngl

#thank you SO much for asking me about my pacrim au…. it was nice to finally put these thoughts down somewhere since it’s basically #exclusively lived in the crevices at the back of my mind up until now #but yeah i think about it a lot. i fucking love pacrim and the whole concept and universe and lore… i actually DO think sydney would be #drift compatible with carmy too #it also makes me happy to know you liked my art you’re so sweet >_<#ask #carmrich #carmy x richie

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sabeedraws · 1 year

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I posted 99 times in 2022

89 posts created (90%)

10 posts reblogged (10%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 99 of my posts in 2022

#sketchbook - 42 posts

#doodle - 25 posts

#digital art - 24 posts

#encanto - 23 posts

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#fanart - 20 posts

#encanto fanart - 20 posts

#elsabela - 17 posts

#sketch - 17 posts

#disney fanart - 14 posts

Longest Tag: 73 characters

#like i really thought the last art would resonate with tumblr a lot <'''d

My Top Posts in 2022:

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I found a dream that I could speak to a dream that I could call my own I found a thrill to press my cheek to a thrill that I have never known

at last by etta james

okay, wow, it’s been a million years since I’ve finished a full piece, but I’m so happy with this one? I hope y’all will like it too - don’t you just think that these two would have a great time together?

1,358 notes - Posted March 21, 2022

star crossed lovers no more!! the girls have an air tight plan to convince their mums that they should be allowed to date!!!!

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“That was so cool how you- And then, when you- And after that?! You got them so good, Wednesday!”

silly not that little gay panic wenclair sketch to help me fight the art doubts hehe

1,970 notes - Posted December 4, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

messy sketch of wenclair when they’re milfs grown up and plaguing (affectionately) their own kids with unprompted affection - as is Addams tradition

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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mortal-cupid · 5 months

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♡ Breaking Down Big Emotions ♡

⚠ Please Be Aware This Post Is Meant To Be Used In A Safe And Loving Environment Where You Can Allow Yourself To Feel And Heal ⚠ PLEASE READ THE FULL POST IF YOU NEED, IT WAS SHORTENED FOR THE SAKE OF PEOPLE'S FEEDS!! ⚠

► Questions For Yourself

• Am I In A Safe Place?

• What Triggered The Emotion?

• Why Does This Bother Me So Much?

• Has This Happened To Me Before?

• What Happened Last Time?

• Is This Emotion Bigger Than It Should Be?

► Letting Yourself Feel

~ The Best First Step To Healing Is To Be Gentle With Yourself And Allow Yourself To Feel All Of The Emotions You Need To In A Controlled And Safe Environment ♡ Next Are Some Tips For Safe Ways To Let It All Out

• Journaling: Not Necessarily In An Aesthetic Pretty Way, Let It Out! Rant And Metaphorically Scream Into The Journal Letting Yourself Be As Dramatic Or Over The Top Or Messy As You Need To

• Crying: In A Safe And Loving Space, Allow Yourself To Sob It Out. Light Some Candles, Play Some Sad Music, Watch A Sad Movie, Grab Some Stuffies, And Let It All Out The Best You Can

• Draw Your Emotions: You Don't Have To Be Artistic To Do This ♡ Doodle Symbols, Scribble, Draw Yourself, Draw A Persona, Anything You Need To

• Letting Out Physical Energy: Running, Safely Punching Things That Won't Hurt You Or Break, Working Out In A Way You Can Handle, Jump, Shake It Out, Use Fidget/Stress Toys

• Scream: If Your Environment Allows It, Scream Into A Pillow Or The Woods Or Anywhere You Can

► Letting It All Go

~ Now That You've Let It Out, Let It Go ♡ You Don't Need It, Take What You Can And Let It Be ♡ Next Are Some Examples Of How To Let Go

• Cloud Method: Visualize Your Emotions, Your Thoughts, The Event, Whatever It Is. Then Place That Thought Onto A Cloud. Now, Acknowledge The Thought While You Breath In And Blow It Away With The Exhale. You Can Rest Now ♡

• Try A Guided Meditation, Allowing Your Thoughts To Just Flow By ♡ Don't Force Your Thoughts Away; Just Let Them Flow Out Like Water

• Try A Tension Exercise; Slowly Isolate Parts Of Your Body, Tensing Then Releasing The Muscles In That Area (Main Spots Are Hands, Glutes, Eyes, And Core)

• Write Down All Of The Stressors From The Situation, Then Rip Up The Paper And Throw It Away

► Healing And Self Care

~ It Is Very Important To Let Yourself Heal And Feel Worthy Of Love No Matter What Happens ♡ You'll Be Okay, You're Amazing And I'm So Proud Of You ♡ Next Are Some Self Soothing And Self Care Activities

• Eat / Drink Something Heavy And Warm, The Quickest Way To The Heart Is Through The Stomach

• Take Some Deep Breaths Or Try Guided Breathwork (My Personal Favorite Is Holotrophic Breathwork As Well As The 6-4-6 Breathwork, Feel Free To Try Out As Many Techniques As You Need)

• Make Yourself More Comfortable In Your Skin, This Can Be Done By, Taking A Shower, Bathing, Haircare, Skincare, Dressing Up For No Reason, Play Around With Makeup Or Hairstyles, Whatever Makes You Feel Comfy

• Do Something Mindless Or Comforting Such As Coloring, Hiking, Any Hobbies You Have, Petting An Animal, Read A Comforting Or Nostalgic Book

• Most Importantly!! Take A Second To Be Proud Of Yourself. It Doesn't Matter If You Used Any Of The Techniques Or Not; You're Doing Great ♡ It'll All Be Okay! ♡ You're Loved ♡ I Promise

♡ YOU'VE DONE THE BEST YOU CAN, THAT'S ALL YOU CAN EVER ASK FOR ♡

#itll be okay #healing #emotions #self love #self healing #regulation #self soothing #big emotions #mania #love #stress management #stressrelief

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inkalight · 1 year

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Just to explain the culture and differences of media's and why I'm hesitant to explore new social medias

Tumblr is the first social media I took part on

Back in 2015 as a high schooler I wanted to take part on the people excited about content, however I found myself getting the feeling of constant reaching into a void.

Tumblr is and remains a algorithm nightmare for new skill creators, to get any follows you need to reach out beyond likes and reblogs, your blog should clearly show your content type and people will reblogs if they feel comfortable enough with you and like it enough but good luck getting interaction. It had the purge moment and it became an even larger void until recently. Currently under 3000 followers (note this is the one I've been on the longest).

I then naturally looked for other social medias for more interaction DeviantArt

There are only artists there and frankly not even a good space to place a portfolio go to Artstation if you want to have good examples of portfolios and find jobs for it. DA is more a mess than ever and with the Ai situation there is nothing but lack of respect to the creators. Currently under 300 followers

I looked into Livestream areas for artists Picarto

It's a space where people talk while they draw and found friends on those spaces but the spaces are quite small in audience and still quite niche to artists. Twitch came by storm and the picarto is still used but overshadowed. Last I checked I had under 100 followers (but only 5 views a stream)

Twitch I also looked into to watch artists who transitioned over

The space is well, more like an entertainment center they have themes and you pick and most people are more likely to pick the gamers than the artists. Unfortunately. Also under 100 followers and under 5 views a stream

I found Instagram around 2017-18 ish? I didn't like the format in comparison to Tumblr the requirement of images or videos for post but I kept it anyway.

It's necessity for images requires more action from the poster and their algorithm (at the time) was fairly reliable, tags were helpful they got your posts to people who searched said tags. Stories were also very nice, I could share thoughts and polls and doodles without a worry of making my posts messy. I broke 10k followers on Instagram. Then they changed the algorithm and tried to imitate TikTok and it feels like a mess. Currently at under 16k followers.

I tried TikTok for a hot second mainly because people were stealing my art and nope, i already do so much work making the art I don't have the time as a college student to make it video appealing as well. I think I got 200 follows for the short time I was active.

So on to Twitter.

I have made the most friends and enemies here. The space is designed for people to interact, you see the good and bad of your favorite topic. You can have group chats polls threads and posts and gifs. Currently it's on fire. I liked the format I entered with the mind I wasn't going to be maintain an effort of aesthetic or worry over follows like I was with Instagram, which was the right mindset to have. I made a goal to interact with people without a care of them not responding and after a year people actually responded the space grew on me. It was nice to be acknowledged of the years of effort I put into art skills, I didn't see bots on my posts and I made connections with cool artists and writers. Currently at 13k followers.

Most recent media I've entered is discord

I created a discord but I don't qualify it as a social media. It is a group media you make a little spot for you and your buddies and if you already have a large following from somewhere else then it's for you and that group. And it be as helpful as possible or as cultish as possible. Cause it's just a group of people and the rules they established and that's the reality you live in. Currently my discord is at just over 100 followers.

Other website I've been on are simply not worth mentioning they simply faded in the moment, require other skills, not meant for artist, or are Facebook (and yeah don't 🙏)

So there you go I played my best cards on every space as a learning online artist but I wouldn't lie and tell you to go to Instagram or Twitter to gain a following even tho they both have my highest followings they have turned into a wild fire of destruction or brainlessness. Instagram literally with have the same video by 6-10 different people and it drives me crazy. Twitter is burning in Musky fires and who knows if it's breaking as I post. But I am here waiting for a social media that doesn't exist. Because the problem is this.

New social medias don't exist. Not in the eyes of the nonartists. Most of them see twitters down and go awww then open up Instagram and scroll through reels. Artist are scrambling. We literally have no clue where to go. Most of the artists who make money do so because of content cannot turn to Tumblr or insta because their income is in more mature material. And these two places will panic cause you posted two boys kissing with no shirts then punish you if not kick you out.

New social medias even the ones fine with that kind of content need the flow of audience. People online will not care unless the media style has something that make everyone feel valued in a new way.

The new way whatever that may be should happen soon tho cause we all out here dying and looking for audiences to consider commissioning us or following us on Patreon (another group media btw)

Anyway if you read this whole thing sorry to not have a space to go but stay calm there's good people who will figure it out.

#rambles #not art #inky rambles #social media #i still think tumblr has great potential #what if they’re actually good noodles?#message me back tumblr #i have ideas

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lady-strange0 · 10 months

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astrantia, blue star and aster

By: Lady_Strange0

Words: 2470

Rating: General Audiences

Published on AO3: 30/05/2023

Relationships: America Chavez & Stephen Strange, America Chavez & Wong, Stephen Strange & Wong

Summary:

“You know, in Hindi faith, hibiscus is associated with the goddess Kali who embodies nothing less than the force of life itself. I think that’s you, and your lively energy in my life,” Stephen said after a moment.

The young girl pulls back out of the hug and looks at him, and smirks before saying “you know you info dump fun facts when you are nervous or in an emotionally charged situation.”

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America loves drawing and painting flowers, and Stephen is a supportive dad who likes seeing his daughter happy.

Inspired by this post

https://www.tumblr.com/changes-fandoms-too-much/717769219089006593?source=share

It started off with doodles in the margins of her notebooks. Stephen and Wong had decided early on after America moved to the sanctum that she should be attending a normal high school to make up for the years of teaching she’s missed. And Stephen was enjoying being a tutor in both magic homework as well as her normal maths and physics homework.

He had just been explaining quadratic equations to America when he noticed the little images at the sides of her notes and homework. Simple doodles of flowers and stars, as well as some of a small familiar basset hound, Bats. They were all done in blue pen and often half-minded. He couldn’t help but notice though, that among the messy pictures there was also a drawing of a flower with large round petals and intricate lines in the middle for the seeds. Almost like a poppy, but he couldn’t tell for certain, his botany knowledge went as far as magical remedies that used flowers required, but nothing outside of that really. Stephen also didn’t know much about art aside of the artworks he bought for his house back when he had money to throw around, but he could still tell that America had real talent if she chose to channel it there.

America could tell that Stephen had zoned out while talking and asked, “what? Maths now even too boring for you to bother explaining? Cause then at least we are in agreement.”

“No, no. I was just thinking about something. Those little doodles are very nice. Do you enjoy drawing or was this just from being bored in classes?”

The girl blushed and ducked her head, “thanks, I don’t know, I liked it when I was young, but then the bee incident happened, and I just never had the time or interest to pick it up again.”

“Well, I think it would be lovely to see some more of your art, we could hang it on the fridge.” America just giggled in response, and they went back to doing her homework together.

Stephen didn’t think about it again, until a week later. He was returning some books to the library in Kamer-Taj that America had borrowed and had asked him to bring back for her as she was going for pizza with her school friends. As Wong was now the Sorcerer Supreme, he no longer worked in the library and the new librarian was even stricter on the ‘no portals in the library’ rule then he had been, and had set up some wards to prevent them. Stephen could get around them but he just didn’t couldn’t be bothered.

Just as he was about to walk up to Mirou, the new librarian, he saw the corner of a sheet of paper sticking out the side of the old book, he opened it to find a beautifully sketched drawing of what he thought to be a Gerbera flower inside, this time done in pencil and shaded to look soft and realistic. He moved to sit down at one of the tables to study the drawing further, it was on a A4 sheet that had evidently been ripped from a school notebook, the printed lines still visible in the back. He removed the drawing from the book and closed it. Sling ring in hand, he opened a portal to his bedroom and placed the drawing on his desk.

Over the next few weeks, he keeps spotting drawings and sketches on loose sheets and starts collecting them in a pile in his study. Soon after he starts to leave blank white printer paper around, the drawings start appearing on them instead. America doesn’t mention the missing drawings, but Stephen is certain she knows he has them.

He wasn’t even the one who bought the coloring pencils and watercolours, they weren’t there one day and then they were the next day. He spots America in their living room sitting on the floor in front of the low table with Bats on the sofa behind her, using them. She was sketching small flowers and attempting different techniques to fill them. He also sees that she is watching a YouTube video on her laptop explaining different types of brushstrokes and how to implement them.

America presents him with a stunning watercolour drawing of a collection of small yellow, pink and purple hibiscus’ with a small smile two days later. “Stephen, I think it’s time for me to actually give you a drawing of mine, instead of you stealing and hiding them like troll.”

“Trolls actually aren’t kleptomaniacs, they usually just take things when their homes are in danger and the stolen things are part of the danger. So,-“

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it,” America said exasperatedly, and Stephen just grinned at her. “Anyways, I want you to have this, yellow hibiscus represents happinesses and sunshine, because you helped me find happiness in a universe that isn’t my own, the pink hibiscus represents love of all kinds but especially familiar and platonic love, and the purple hibiscus shows mystery and knowledge. They remind me of you.”

Had someone asked Stephen ten years ago if he ever wanted kids, let alone a mulitversal traveling, pizza obsessed, and slightly disaster-prone teenage girl, he would have sent them to the psychiatric ward of the hospital. Yet, here he was in the kitchen of their haunted mansion, with a sentient red cloak around his shoulders and a ghostly dog floating into the room, and America starring at him expectedly as she held out one of the best gift he has ever been given, and Stephens eyes start watering.

“Th-thank you, America, they are beautiful,” he was really trying to not cry, with the love and happiness filling him from deep within, “I know the perfect place for it.”

With that he magiced up a small dark wooden photo frame with small carved swirls and curves on it, and placed the painting behind the glass with shaky hands. As he lifted his eyes from the picture frame, he was surprised to see tears in her eyes too, and a quivering lip.

“Hey, hey are you okay, Star?” They were both equally surprised at the nickname, but America looked into Stephens eyes as if looking for something before she threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

“Yes, I am. I really, really am.”

Stephen hugged her back one trembling hand going to her head as the other moved up and down her back.

The young girl pulls back out of the hug and looks at him, and smirks before saying “you know you info dump fun facts when you are nervous or in an emotionally charged situation.”

Stephen rolled his eyes fondly, carefully picked up the frame and moved out of the room, before he’d start getting ‘emotionally charged’ again.

The frame now sits on his bedside table.

In hindsight, the acrylic paint may have been a mistake on Stephens side. Actually the paint wasn’t the problem, it was the movie that was. She had used the paint to draw on virtually everything. The cardboard boxes from the attic were covered in stars and galaxies and planets, her sketchbooks were filled with paintings and still life’s and kinda off looking portraits, as well as the floor and table, but they didn’t look intentional. So, he forgives her and cleans up the mess with a quick flick of his wrist.

See again, the paint wasn’t the problem, the movie was. They had set up weekly movie nights for her to catch up on movies and tv shows she had missed while traveling across the multiverse. Their current favorites list included ‘Star Wars’, ‘The Greatest Showman’, and Disney’s ‘Tangled’. And ‘Tangled’ was the problem.

A girl who loves to paint and draw watching a movie about a girl who paints her entire room and ceiling in stars and flowers? Yeah, it was bound to happen.

So, it comes as no surprise when he comes home from Kamer-Taj to a home cooked dinner as a begging strategy. Actually the dinner was a surprise, he had expected puppy eyes, from both her and Bats.

Yes, he says yes, when she asks about painting the walls of her bedroom. Stephen helps her pick out some more paints and brushes at the shops, and then assists in moving the furniture from her room.

It’s a large room with big windows on one wall and window seats below them. Random colourful pillows are spread across the seats and the bed. The walls are a soft blue colour matched by the large wooden bed with a blue canopy from which glow in the dark stars are hanging. The thick curtains danced as they moved through the air and out of the room, the soft white carpet rolled itself up and walked out and the furniture shrunk until they could be picked up like doll house pieces. Leaving an empty room for her to paint and decorate as she pleases.

It starts with the wall opposite to where her bed was, she paints a green field with flowers of all kinds, roses, lily’s, yellow coneflowers, pink and white daisies, poppies of every colour as well as flowers which Stephen did not recognize. Upon asking she told him stories of the plants from her home planet, the way some smelt like chocolate, while others would bloom to be blue and purple and pink, how some would be used for special medicines or in her moms food. Stephen loved listing to her talk about her home, and see that despite everything she has been through she still has so much love to share.

The next day, he wakes up to his room with a key being missing, the Cloak, and Bats, but he has started sleeping in Americas bed rather than his. But the Cloak missing was bizarre, so he pulled himself from the bed, and wandered down the hallway in just his pyjama pants and an old T-shirt. It’s the sounds of quiet music that leads him to the ajar door of Americas bedroom. Stephen knocks and upon getting a quick “come in” enters.

What he was expecting when he walked into the room, he didn’t know, but he was surprised to see America sitting on top of the Cloak floating quite high to the ceiling as she is painting fluffy white clouds to above her.

“You know, Michelangelo almost went blind after spending four years painting the ‘Sistine Chapel’, because paint kept dripping in his eyes, so can you please wear some goggles or something,” is all Stephen said once he understood the situation.

“Apparently the info dumping is not exclusive to emotionally charged moments, but also when you are still half-asleep,” America giggled from where she was lounging on the Cloak with a paint brush in one hand and a plastic cup of white paint in the other. “Also, I have no idea how a turtle would have painted a ceiling.”

“A turtle?”

“You know, that movie we watched with the crime fighting turtles, one of them was called Michelangelo.”

“I’m gonna have this conversation after I’ve had coffee,” said Stephen as moved to turn around. “Come get some breakfast in the kitchen with me.”

It was only minutes later when they both sat on the wooden chairs of the kitchen table with a mug of coffee for Stephen and a cup of orange juice for America, as well as some toast with honey, that Stephen saw what America was wearing.

“Is there a reason you’ve gone through my wardrobe and are wearing my old college shirts?”

The girl looked down herself, looking at the grey shirt that was so large on her it reached below her shorts to look almost like a dress, before she looked up and simply said, “it’s not like you wear them anyway.”

That was the end of that conversation, but Stephen did leave a pile of them with her, so she could use them when she moved on to paint the rest of her walls, until they where covered in beautiful fields of flowers on one side which transitioned into a blue sky with clouds that looked like they were moving (maybe they were, Stephen would never say) as the painting continued to the ceiling until it evolved into a dark galaxy filled with stars and planets and pinks and blues and purples over and behind her bed.

After America moved all the furniture back into the room with Stephen help, it looked like a cozy place for America to come and sleep, and read, study, watch movies, and relax. He was so proud of his girl, and after she added the glow in the dark stars to the back wall to match her canopy, he added a light spell that allowed the stars in her paintings to twinkle and slightly sway.

It was after she had also painted her wardrobe and night stands as well as the inside and outside of her bedroom door to match her room, that she ran out of space to paint on.

It’s now been a few weeks and somehow Wong is yet to notice the way the living room walls have small flowers all along the bottom edge in different colours and shapes and sizes. Stephen thinks Wong is just pretending to not see them, as he seen plenty of her other drawings and paintings. Stephen also knows that he has a framed painting of a portal opening to a calming landscape hanging above the desk in his office in Kamer-Taj. America had given it to him as a gift for Luner New Year.

But in Stephens eyes nothing will ever top the colour pencil drawing that hangs in the Sanctums living room, directly above the stone chimney in a place of honour. It depicts a bouquet made out of three flowers held together by a large ribbon.

The left most flower is a light pink star-shaped ‘Astrantia’, which is a soft and elegant flower that represents strength, courage and most of all protection.

The middle flower is a ‘Blue Star’ which is a dainty and delicate little flower that symbolizes endurance, strength and determination.

And the last flower is a purple ‘Aster’, a flower that is named after the Greek word for ‘Star’ and symbolizes love, wisdom, and faith.

The flowers each represent one part of their little star shaped family and Stephen is filled with love and happiness whenever he looks over to see it on the wall.

#marvel #marvel mcu #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #mcu fanfiction #doctor strange #stephen strange #america chavez #Wong #bats the ghost dog #flowers #fanfic #ao3 author #ao3 repost #domestic fluff #fluff #drawing #art

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adz · 2 years

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The cat is hissing at you. You can’t remember the last time you fed it. In the refrigerator, there are two slices of deli ham in a plastic bag. You remove them and put them on the cat’s dish.

Next to the refrigerator is something your partner bought you: one of those digital photo frames. The way it transitions is the image starts off very pixelated and quickly resolved into the actual photo.

You watch it while the cat eats the ham. A photo appears as a big splotch of red and pink in the middle and you think will this be a decaying torso or maybe an open skull but it quickly fades into a photo of three of your relatives sitting on a couch.

You live here alone now. You hold the small plate in your hand and look at the screen. There are 17 messages. In your head, you think I’ll go back to my room with a small glass of vodka and listen to Space Song 60 or 70 times, that should help.

You go into your bedroom and sit down and turn on your big plate. You stream a video of yourself with the vodka and music.

Hey guys, you type into the chat. What does everyone want to see? You run a poll.

The winning option is “combat” so you run a search and find something, far overhead high-res security footage, a livestream from war in some unrecognizable place. Soldiers move back and forth horizontally, stepping to one side and then the other side to avoid rifle bullets. A skill they learned from first person shooter games.

They are strafing, someone says in the chat. Others respond.

They are gay lords

war is hell. war never change. lol

me avoiding responsibility

I want to go there to have lots of sex without paying much money

Your small plate lights up again and it’s messages from your sister about her daughter, which you don’t care about but you kind of do in a way that makes you mad. Your niece takes photos on her small plate of her school notebooks and doodles and posts them to her instagram account and because they’re analog and messy in a clean & digital space, you suppose, thousands of people “like” and “share” them. She gets sponsorships from brands to have their products be in view in her photographs of her shitty notes which aren’t even well written or meaningful. Being nondigital is enough.

The cat is below you somehow. You thought you’d closed the door. Space Song is still playing and the cat is clawing at the subwoofer underneath your desk even though you’re pretty sure cats can’t hear low frequencies. The cat is so fucking stupid and looks like shit, really thin with matted fur that it never cleans.

You get up and it follows you to the kitchen, and the ham is gone so you open the fridge again and get out a prepackaged stick of vegan cheese. The cat tears it out of your hand before you can even unwrap it and starts ripping chunks off it so you just go back to your room making sure to actually close the door this time.

Chat is quiet and seems bored and you navigate to a new site where you can pay to execute someone who’s on death row and you can speak/listen to them beforehand and watch them succumb to the death drugs on a livestream. As a concept it’s awesome but you almost never get someone who speaks your language so you really have to be an empath for it to be good.

You ask the chat for donations to pay the fee and someone donates $120 but nobody else sends any money. Finally you’re just like I’m gonna turn in for the night. Probably watch some Liveleak videos or ASMR, have a little snooze. Anyone want me to leave a stream on? And nobody responds so you shut it off. The large plate is just a black screen now. Like cats the plates realized the owner was really dependent. Mute caretakers, but they didn’t care whether they lived or died or were on or off. When they spun up they became everything to him, they had noticed.

You’re in your room looking at the black screen. The vodka is gone, the music’s been shut off. The cat is scratching at the door but the only thing left in the refrigerator is a jar of capers.

A pet is something you feed until it dies. A partner is something you utilize until it leaves you

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radiant-fanon-maker · 1 year

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I posted 946 times in 2022

That's 946 more posts than 2021!

208 posts created (22%)

738 posts reblogged (78%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@bunnelbaby

@idolagere

@robins-daycare

@littletealseal

@strawberrypuppyy

I tagged 580 of my posts in 2022

Only 39% of my posts had no tags

#rfm post - 203 posts

#age regression - 202 posts

#agere - 202 posts

#regression-fanon-maker - 144 posts

#rfm art - 138 posts

#sfw agere - 111 posts

#cookie run - 109 posts

#petre - 56 posts

#pet regression - 53 posts

#cookie run agere - 52 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#ninjago never had this issue with a 5 year old robot and a 25 year old on being together since they were robots and noone really cared then

My Top Posts in 2022:

Can we see a cute oneshot (or picture) of Garmadon helping little Vinny?

Here's just a simple doodle

18 notes - Posted October 8, 2022

The best roblox game <3 Rainbow Friends

Hope you like them @dreams-your-smps

The Main Mascot

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20 notes - Posted August 28, 2022

Happy Easter!

Thought this up and wanted to share.

Lloyd: Oh no..

Zane's in "Emperor Mode".

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28 notes - Posted April 17, 2022

ok, I saw someone mention that the Cream named cookies should be family so I looked for all all them.

But.... it got a bit messy.

Like we have Yogurt Cream, but he has a brother without the Cream name. But Plain Yogurt works as a part of the family, no matter how much of a jerk he is.

We have more popular characters in Whipped Cream and Cream Unicorn

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41 notes - Posted July 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Ninjago Regression Boxes; Cus why not

Regression boxes are little boxes for regressors when they regress unexpectedly and they need their little gear in one place.

Thought it would be cute to make up what the main ninja would have in those types of boxes ^-^

Jay

Building Blocks

A wooden train

Octopus plushy

Space themed coloring book + Crayola Crayons

Star Pattern Sippy Cup

Pacifiers

Cole

Food Themed Plushies (Like a strawberry cow)

Sketch Book + colored pencils

Bear Plush

Gummy Candies

Honey Colored Sippy Cup + handles on either side

Chewlry

Kai

Teethers and Pacifiers

Kitten Plushy

Pokemon Plushies

Baby Bottle

Dino Onesie

Patterned Diapers

Zane

Bunny Headbands (Both with bunny ears and individual bunnies)

Storybooks

Fake Cooking Supplies

Plastic Food

Nya

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #this is so cool to see from a side blog I made this year! so epic #RFM Post

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therabbitsmuse · 2 years

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I really need to buckle down and get a part-time contract role for next year. Summer's basically over and I got almost nowhere with my portfolio. This past week would've been the perfect opportunity to knock that shit out because everyone was on vacation but it was like I got hit with a dose of inattention and apathy. I need to stop dragging this shit out because it's only going to get worse the longer I put it off.

I finally started drawing in my sketchbook again! They're really just basic doodles with no meaning or rhyme to them but I loved it. There wasn't this usual pressure I put on myself to have to 'improve' or create something 'worthwhile'. I think maybe the next step is to make it a daily 15-20 minute doodling session every day and see what comes out of it. I've had this sketchbook for over two years and I really should finish it up this year!

I've been really inspired by VSCO lately! It's made me fall in love with everything around me -- seeking out those little moments during my walks to mundane tasks, like buying groceries or dropping off my mail. I never feel bad about myself, even if I scroll VSCO for a long time. Contrary to Instagram...

Instagram feels like the LinkedIn of social media to me lol. People add each other to up their follower count, even if they've never each other or only met once. Everyone strives for posting their best selves, the highlight reels. Even stories or anything that's behind the scenes is still curated to some extent. I see a sea of strangers online all the time but don't feel any closer to them, even if we've been following each other for years. But I've found that in larger cities, people really take your social worth into account, even if it's unspoken. It makes me wonder, maybe it wouldn't hurt if I did a bit of upkeep now and then. But even that feels performative because I wouldn't have bothered if it wasn't for moving.

Indie pop has been the shit, it's gotten me out of this music rut I've been in for so long. Weirdly enough, I'm going to a techno show tonight, haha. I'm not too excited about it but I had promised to go with a friend two months ago and now that the moment is here, I wish for nothing more than for it to get canceled LOL.

I want to start a blog. (Talk about the resurgence of the early 00's). But I have no idea what it'd be about, what I would write about. When it comes to pictures, I know what I want to post (just not on IG LOL). But I never what to write. Choosing a niche makes me feel a little cornered as well. I thought maybe doing short vlogs, like 'A day in the life of...' would give me more freedom. But I still find myself drawn to the good, ol' fashioned medium of words and photos. I guess this Tumblr is a bit like that for me but I want something I could actually put a link out in public. Nobody needs to connect these messy thoughts to me LOL

I never thought I'd get closure after almost 1.5 years but it looks like it's happening.

Sometimes I can't believe I'm this far away from my family. With friends, it doesn't feel THAT big of a deal since we'll text, call, and facetime. My family isn't big on those and honestly, they don't say much in person either. But being there in the same room, even if only two words are exchanged, are worth a lot more than our group chats.

I bought my second luxury perfume this summer. Instead of saving it for special occasions, I've been wearing it every day and it makes me so happy. One, I know personally I get tired of scents very easily so I should probably get as much out of it now as I can haha. Two, it's still gonna take me a long ass time to get through the bottle. I don't think I'll find another summery scent that I love as much as this one anytime soon (I hope! I def don't need to be buying another perfume anytime soon lmao)

I noticed I have more energy to do things when I feel like there's the presence of someone else in the room. Lmao that makes it sound like I'm talking about a ghost. But nah, I just meant cozy vlogs where someone is talking while I do the chores. Facetiming Jeff while he and I are doing our own separate chores and sometimes will converge to talk about something random before going off again. Doing work alone in a cafe. I need to incorporate more moments like that into my life. I love wfh, the freedom it's granted me, and not having to do the bullshit sitting in office even if I have nothing to do all day long. But when it's just me all day long, it gets a little too much. I love myself more than I have in prior years but still lol, being alone with just me all the time is tiring.

#10 thoughts #musings #thoughts #excerpt from a book i'll never write #journal #brain dump #happy weekend!#words

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