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Going overboard, Prologue
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Okay, so 10 hours early, but I've gotten several requests about the start of the story, so here it is! This has been a big project (still not done with the last 3 chapters...), but so worth it. Remining the readers that this story is 18+ cause of alcohol, smut, drugs (?), throwing up (cause of alcohol, not ed) and other darker themes. Remember that Josh is severly mentally ill, so if you struggle with themes like that, I don't recommend this story.
Some chapters will not feature interactions with him, and some will be longer or shorter, but I'll try to make daily updates, so no worries! This blog is purely for my creative expression, and I don't really want tips or tricks about how to do stuff better, thank you. This whole thing is a way for me to relieve stress and just write without thought. Hope you enjoy, and if you do, please consider following and liking <3
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The booze was getting empty, and the night darker. The snowstorm outside had worsened, making the inside of the cabin feel like the perfect cozy place. Emily and Jess had been talking all night about some kind of prank. I don’t know what it was about, and I didn’t want to know. Knowing the lengths they’d go, I kept my distance. During the evening they’d been regularly going away together, whether it was in the bathroom or in the kitchen. They were alone, talking, occasionally giving loud snickers. If Emily wasn’t hopelessly in love with Mike, I would’ve thought she had a thing for Jess.
Josh is slurring around, mixing up words and almost falling over. He’s basically being carried by Matt from place to place when he wants to go somewhere. Hannah is mixing drinks, leaving them on the counter for everyone. I guess it’s tiring being hosts. Well, not for Josh, but the others. I’m sitting on the sofa with Sam, Ashley and Chris. Ashley seems fine, as she doesn’t get very verbal while drunk, while Sam’s not drinking. She’s sketching on her notepad while talking, and I occasionally look over her shoulder to see the products. They’re gorgeous, every line perfectly in place. I’m mesmerised by her talent, her ability to create something so lifelike. She’s almost like Victor Frankenstein, just a little safer with her creations. She’s drawing Chris now, making sure to add that little glisten on his glasses. I look over at him, then the drawing, then him again. It looks so real.
“I’m in awe” I comment, looking up at her. She gets a slight blush on her cheeks, clearly not used to such positive feedback.
“Why thank you” she smiles back at me.
“Ohhh let me see, let me see!” Ashley shouts, reaching out both of her hands for the pad. Sam complies, putting down the pencil and giving it to her. Ashley blushes as she looks at the drawing, biting her lips in an almost invisible manner.
“Oh look-” she points at the drawing, holding the pat in front of Chris.
“She even got some of your freckles” she smiles, still blushing as she looks down on him. Chris doesn’t open his eyes. His head’s resting on her shoulder, and when she nudges him, he gives a slight “mmm” in reply. She gives back the drawing pad to Sam, leaning back so Chris’ head falls in her lap. Luckily she manages to catch his head with her hands, slowly putting him down. He nuzzles into her, and she runs her finger though his hair while breathing out. She’s probably scared he’s going to wake up.
I turn, giving Sam a look before we both turn to her. The motions make her look up at us, confused.
“Sooooo” Sam begins.
“When are you going to ask him out?” I finish, smirking. I can’t help it. It takes a couple of seconds before Ashley realises what we asked of her, and when she does, her eyes widen and both hands immediately go to cover Chris’ ears. Sam grabs my thigh, squeezing a bit to release the energy so she doesn’t laugh.
“Shhhh he might hear you!” she whisper-shouts, looking at us.
“Oh don’t worry, he’s out cold” Sam teases, grabbing a shot glass and filling it to the brim with tequila.
“Well, the brain can still recognise things while sleeping”
“Nerd”
“They’re a perfect match”
“Stop it!”
We both laugh, while Ashley’s still pouting.
“Fine, sorry” Sam continues, giving me the shot glass. I look at her, she’s got a funny look on her face.
“What is this for?” I ask, taking hold of it and bringing it to my mouth.
“You seem more present than the rest.” She smiles, nodding to the glass. I drink up, give a grimage and start looking for the lime.
“There’s no more”, Ashley laughs, and Sam joins her.
“Asshole”. I move to the kitchen, trying to find some kind of drink to make the shot not come up again. Beth joins me.
“You look awful”
“Thank you Beth”. She gives me a beer, and I drink it as fast as I can, killing the gross aftertaste. As I look over at her, she gives me a concerning look. I finish up, another bad taste covers my insides, and I run to the sink, feeling like throwing up.
“Fuck fuck fuck”
“Shit sorry, I didn’t think you would drink that so fast!” Beth exclaims, running to the refrigerator and grabbing some orange juice. As she hands me it, I drink like a feral animal once again, determined to not let this ruin my night. Beth stands behind me, rubbing my back and holding my hair. Just in case. Nothing comes up, and after about three minutes I stand up, giving her a bitch look.
“Karma’s coming for you Beth, that’s not okay.” She’s still smiling softly at me, whispering for me to follow her. I take her hand, and she leads me to the bathroom. We both sit down on the floor, and I begin to feel my whole body pulsing. Every breath is grand, going to the edge of my fingers. Fuck, I’m going to be sick tomorrow.
“I wanted to tell you something” she starts, not looking at me.
“What”
“The others were trying to get you blasted tonight”
“You think I’m naive, of course I know that. Sam never offers alcohol to anyone, and you know how I get”
“Well, yeah. I was kind of in on it”
“I know”, I responded, laughing a little. She looks over at me.
“You’re not mad?”
“Of course not, just fun, I wanted to let a bit loose on this trip”
“You know we have an agenda?” No I didn’t. I look up at her, her face slowly moving to the side, facing me.
“And what is it?” She looks down in shame, and I get a weird feeling in my stomach. If this has something to do with Jess and Emily, I’m leaving on the spot.
“Well, notice how Josh is also…”
“A little out of it?”
“Yeah, that”. Something clicks, a switch, a pear, something, and I rapidly stand up.
“Wait!” I exclaim, suddenly realising. My body is wobbling, and I grab hold of the wall so I don’t fall. Beth follows quickly, hands in the air around me in case I fall.
“You’re trying to get me with your brother?!”
“You like him don’t you?”
“Well Yeah"
“And you’re both drunk”
“So?”
“Drinks of bravery”
“No”
“Yes”
“Absolutely not”, and I turn to leave. I go out in the hall, but she runs past me and corners me.
“Okay, listen. Maybe this wasn’t the best approach, but don’t let the rest of the night go to waste, we’re having fun. No pressure on that area, okay? You’re just having fun tonight” she explains, a bit panicked.
I can’t be mad at her, but I roll my eyes and give her a nudge, not feeling if I hit her or not. I grab her hand, and we both go to join the others. I know myself, and no matter how drunk I get, making a move on Josh is NOT something I will do. Ever.
As we’re walking down the stairs, the people have gathered in the living room. Matt is on his way to the bathroom, walking past us and smiling. Such a sweet guy. We join the others, sitting down with Josh to my left and Emily on my right. Josh leans over.
“Hey, want to get a smoke” he whispers, probably so Sam doesn’t hear. I look out the window, getting shivers just from seeing the snow.
“The weather”
“We can do it through a window.” I look at the others, who are clearly busy. Nobody’s watching, and we could probably sneak out.
“My room” he whispers, before drunkenly getting up, moving like a penguin up the stairs. He walks past Matt, who’s going down.
“Need help Josh?”
“Do I look like I need help?”
“Yes”
“No I don’t”
Everyone laughs as Josh continues up the stairs. Hannah looks worried, but ultimately starts sipping her drink again. I don’t know how much time has passed before I decide to go. Emily, Jess and Mike went to the kitchen again, but not before drawing a bunch of stuff on Chris’ face. Nobody notices me slipping away, up the stairs and out of reach.
I walk through the hall. Josh’s room is at the very end. The hall is spinning, doors getting mixed up. I open one of them, walking into a dark room. Makeup is spread throughout every counter, clothes everywhere. This is not Josh’s room. I drunkenly make my way out to the hallway again, noticing a door beside which is slightly ajar.
As I arrive in Josh's room, his window is open, cold air flying through the room, giving me goosebumps. He turns around when he hears the door close, looking me up and down and smiling. He’s already got a cigarette in his mouth. I smile back, walking towards him. As I reach for the wardrobe for balance, my hand slips. He’s quick to grab my arm, making a grunting sound when pulling me up. He’s got fast reflexes for someone who’s drunk so much. As I’ve gotten my balance back, he grabs a pack from his pocket, opening it and letting me pull a cigarette out.
“Got a lighter?” I ask. He smiles, taking the cylinder off my hand and placing it in my mouth. His hand grabs hold of my chin, pulling me closer. He leans over, letting his burning end touch the end of mine.
“Inhale” he whispers between teeth. I comply, lighting my own through his. I stare up at him, locking eyes. He doesn’t move away. Instead, his thumb shifts from my chin to my lips, caressing lightly. I’m drunk, he’s drunk, we don’t know what we’re doing. I pull away, away from his face and hand.
“So we didn’t need a lighter” I say, leaning over to the window and blowing the smoke outside. He stands beside me, leaning over so we’re in the same position, arms brushing against each other.
“You’re cold”, he tells me, looking up worried. His hand moves to my arm, grabbing. He’s warm, too warm. I sigh when he touches me, involuntary. Fuck. I blush, hoping he thinks my redness is due to the cold.
“I don’t feel it”, I respond. A lie, but it’s okay. I’ll survive.
“Damn, drank that much?” he says, walking over to the closet.
“Not my fault”
“Really”, he sounds surprised. Walking back to me, a flannel shirt in hand.
“The others are plotting” I state, as I put my hands out, letting him put it on me. When he finishes, he doesn’t button it, but leaves it open.
“Plotting what?”
“Trying to get us together”
“Really? My sisters’ are in it too?”
“At least one of them”
“Shameless people. Trying to get her brother and best friend together”
“Yeah I know” I laugh, turning away and looking out the window once again. I take a few more drags of the cigarette, using too long, making it almost go out. He starts a new conversation.
“You know, I thought about asking you out once”. I look surprised at him, he has his signature smirk plastered on. It’s my turn to be curious.
“And?” He turns to me, looking down, I don’t know if he’s looking down my shirt or on my waist.
“Well, friend group shit. Didn’t want to fuck it up”. My heart falls a bit, a heavy feeling in my chest.
“Smart choice” I manage to answer.
“I guess”. He sounds oddly disappointed, and I force myself to be more forward.
“Especially since I would’ve said yes”
“What?” he asks, taking my cigarette and throwing it out the window.
“Hey!”
“Are you for real?” he continues, grabbing me with both hands on each side of my waist. My face gets hot, arms wanting to feel him.
“Yeah-”. Before I’m able to fulfil my answer, he drags me into him, chest to chest, meeting my lips in a sloppy kiss. Shocked, I pull away, walking a few steps back. I still hold onto the counter for balance, looking at him. He’s breathing heavily, a bit surprised by my response, and a little hurt.
“Sorry, I got the signs wrong” he says, looking down. I take a breath, calming myself.
“Is this a prank?”
“What”
“Is this a prank?” I say a bit louder, nearly shouting. Probably I am, I just don’t realize it.
“Why would you think that?” he asks, a bit angry.
“Because Jess and Emily were talking about some type of prank and people were getting me drunk and-” I ramble, breathing starting to get unsteady. I’m unsure about how to continue. I’m getting dizzy, needing to lay down. Josh notices. As my vision goes blurry, arms take hold of me, quickly moving me to the bed. My head is pounding, but the room doesn’t spin as much anymore. An arm is holding my head up a bit, and I feel a cold glass touch my lips. Instinctively I open my mouth, drinking the whole glass of water. He lays down beside me, and I can feel myself drifting off.
When I wake up, it’s still dark outside. Josh is sleeping, so I make my way to the bathroom. The nausea is catching up, and I make myself vomit. Several times. Luckily, this means I’ll probably be spared in the morning. My head feels lighter, in a good way. When I’m done, I drink some more water and brush my teeth. I feel refreshed, and a little happy that was it. I don’t need to be stressed about being sick.
As I walk out in the hallway again, I hear voices downstairs. They’re still up. I look at the clock, and notice I was only out for about half an hour. I decide not to join them. I’ve gotten enough tonight. As I make my way in the hallway, I notice Josh’s door which I didn’t close behind me. I walk over, looking inside. Josh is up, sitting on the side of his bed with his head in his hands. I walk inside, closing the door behind me. He doesn’t turn.
“Hey” I say, trying to put on a light tone.
“Hey”. His voice is emotionless, nothing to analyse, nothing to take from it. I walk over, sitting down in front of him on my knees. He still doesn’t look at me, only right down between his legs.
“Can we talk?” I ask. He finally lifts his face, looking into my eyes. Before I can begin, he starts.
“Do you really think I would do something like that?”
“What?”
“Toying with your feelings. Being part of Jess’ and Emily’s schemes?” Now it’s my turn to look down, shame filling my chest.
“I was so drunk Josh, still am, but I panicked, and spiralled…” I feel a tear run down the corner of my eye. I was not planning on crying, but this night had been more eventful and emotional than most. He doesn’t hesitate to dry them, catching each one with his thumbs.
“I know, now I’m the one spiralling, sorry” he whispers. I lean forward, hugging him around his waist. He hugs me back.
“I didn’t mean to pull away”, I explain, not being brave enough to look him in the eyes while confessing. He pulls me away, looking at me. I can’t decipher his face, something hopeful maybe, but not too much. It’s now or never, I must tell him. Before he can ask, I get up, lean forward, and kiss him. He doesn’t back away, instead he grabs my thighs, leading me on top of him, still on the edge of the bed. The kiss is sloppy, as we’re still drunk and a bit dizzy. His hands wander to my waist, grabbing hold of the top of my bottoms. I bite his bottom lip, making him grunt in response.
“Fuck” he mutters. Grabbing harder, making me gasp. He uses the opportunity to put his tongue in my mouth. I let him. He moves his hands, signalling me to grind on him, and I do. I want him. Bad. My body warms up, the window’s still open, but I can’t feel the cold. As I move on him, he pulls off his own flannel, before dragging my shirt off. I do the same to him. Feeling him up from the lower part of his muscular stomach to his shoulders. My breathing quickens, feeling every curve of his body with my fingertips, trying to memorise it all. He's warm, tense but calm, and I melt into his touch. I lean forward to capture his lips again, and he meets me halfway. I can feel myself getting wetter by the minute, and before I know it, he turns us around, laying my back on the bed, hovering over me. He leans down again, kissing my collar and neck. I can’t help the whines that come out of me. I feel needy, hot. I need him. He stops by my breasts, looking up.
“Do you want this?” he asks.
“Yes Josh, please. I want you”
He smiles in response, and I can’t help but mirror it.
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Loud bangs are heard on the door. I wake up with a headache, but luckily no nausea. I poke Josh, making him wake up abruptly, grabbing his head, a painful look on his face. His headache seems worse than mine.
“Someone’s in the hallway” I say, leaning down and kissing his head.
“Fuck” he whispers. “Let’s get this over with”
“What is it?” he shouts through the door.
“Josh, we need you!” I hear Mike shout. “Your sisters are missing!”
#until dawn#chris hartley#joshua washington#josh until dawn#until dawn josh#josh washington#josh x reader#josh washington x reader smut#josh washington x reader#joshua washington x reader smut#joshua#joshua washington x reader#josh washington x fem reader#chris until dawn#christopher hartley#ashley brown#samantha giddings#hannah washington#beth washington#until dawn chris#ashley until dawn#until dawn mike#jessica riley#sam giddings
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Spoilers for Transformers One.
On the one hand, I do think Orion was right when he said "rebuilding Iacon cannot begin with an execution" (they'd just thoroughly trounced Sentinel in every way, he wasn't a threat anymore, there wasn't an immediate need to kill him beyond the desire for revenge).
On the other hand, on a purely visceral level I do not have a problem with Sentinel getting ripped in half because fuck that guy lmao. Get your revenge, Dee, you deserve it.
But on the other other hand, I do believe that Orion's actions were motivated not by any desire to save Sentinel, but by concern for Dee. (I think these posts make a good point about that; it doesn't seem that Orion was even deliberately trying to sacrifice himself when he got shot, I think he just wanted to get between Dee and Sentinel so he could talk to Dee.)
But on the other other other hand, Orion really did not choose his words well in that scene. "Don't be like Sentinel" was the WORST thing he could've possibly said, all things considered. A while ago I saw a post that described it as "telling a victim they're just as bad as their abuser" and yeah, I agree with that assessment. That probably wasn't how Orion intended that to come off, but there's no way it wouldn't have sounded like that to Dee. Maybe it wouldn't have been possible to talk Dee down from killing Sentinel in that moment, but if it had been at all possible, that was definitely not the way to do it.
However, while this leads to a horrible outcome for the characters, I'm not sure it's such a bad thing for the narrative. It's painfully realistic, actually. Sometimes, people who have nothing but good intentions will say stupid, hurtful things. Sometimes, when someone is in a state where all they can feel is pain and rage, they will lash out without thinking of the consequences, and in doing so they might hurt someone they love. Obviously in the real world this does not usually involve a giant robot shooting another giant robot with a laser cannon, but that's one of the great things about sci-fi and fantasy; a laser cannon can be a metaphor for the horrors we face in real life.
Also, based on Orion's behaviour up until that point in the movie, it's pretty in-character for him to say the worst possible thing at the worst possible time to someone who is clearly suffering. You can tell he has a lot of compassion and generally means well, but that doesn't stop him from being an insensitive dick at times. And I like that. I like it when characters have Layers. (Orion and Dee both have a lot of Layers, and I am fascinated by the way some of the same personality traits manifest very differently in each of them, but that's not what this post is about, perhaps I'll ramble about that another time.)
Basically what I'm saying is:
I think Orion was both right and wrong (right about it not being necessary to kill Sentinel, and right that a public execution was a bad fucking idea; very, very wrong in the way he expressed that to Dee),
I'm not going to say Dee did nothing wrong, but I completely understand where he is coming from (and I'd be lying if I said that when he killed Sentinel there wasn't a part of my brain screaming YEAAAAH, YOU GO GIRL, RIP THAT FUCKER APART),
I think that Optimus Prime should have flaws and fuck up sometimes, because that makes him more interesting as a character, and in the case of TF1, because having him inadvertently contribute to Dee's downward spiral adds to the tragedy of it all (and I do think this movie can rightly be called a tragedy of Shakespearean proportions),
and, above all,
FUCK Sentinel Prime. Seriously, fuck that guy SO much.
#transformers#transformers one#optimus prime#orion pax#megatron#d 16#sentinel prime#spoilers#maccadam#now if you'll excuse me i have to go sit in a corner and cry over the cartoon robots yet again. everyone is welcome to join me.#in which i post#text post
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so i randomly started fleshing out a pjo au i've had in my head for a while now where oceanus attempts to take back the sea or whatever
it would take place during percy's senior year of hs and features everyone in the seven (except for jason - in this au toa happened entirely during the school year and therefore jason died earlier) + reyna, nico, will, clarisse, malcolm, katie, the stolls, and one of my ocs who is one of percy's mortal friends from high school
also features a few other characters like drew tanaka and jake mason who aren't part of the prophecy, lester/apollo and meg will also likely make an appearance. and percy's siblings ofc since it's yk... about the ocean. tyson of course but triton and kymopoleia. there are a few others who will show up but some of them i want to be surprises (yk, if i ever write this, which is honestly pretty unlikely)
other random details:
piper & drew reconciliation
will, nico, and clarisse friendship
exploration of side characters like the stolls, katie gardner, and malcolm pace (ft malconnor and tratie bc i'm a weak man and cannot exclude them)
jake mason and drew tanaka are 1) best friends and 2) depressed as hell but hey, jake knows a lot!
ghosts. that's all i'll say
percy being the extremely op guy he is
percy, triton, and kymopoleia being siblings (the past two bullet points are definitely inspired by the fic fishing in alaska, which i totally recommend)
instead of caleo we have past (unrequited) valgrace. and probably queerplatonic caleo but i haven't decided
also past jake x michael bc out of everyone in the series jake mason is the one i like to make suffer most <3
might add on to this post as i figure out more
#pjo hoo toa#pjo#hoo#toa#percy jackson and the olympians#pjo au#still working on a title SO#for now we'll name it after the great prophecy of the story#which is#the prophecy of the sea#things for this au will go under that tag :)#now for characters#the seven pjo#clarisse la rue#nico di angelo#malcolm pace#connor stoll#travis stoll#katie gardner#will solace#reyna avila ramirez arellano#oc: lindsey parker#lindsey parker#jake mason#drew tanaka#triton#kymopoleia#tyson pjo#WOW that's a lot of tags ok#probably missed some people but whatever
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some sopping wet napkins <333
#“i'll probably consolidate doodles from now on”#*proceeds to post a standalone page*#LOOK. THIS ONE WAS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT IN TONE/CHARACTERS/STYLE#anyways i love these soggy thangs...#i think i was having a bad day at the time but drawing them is nice#i was trying to go for softer vibes here#also adding stretch marks to loops design teehee#at some point i'm going to add so many little design quirks they'll be a totally different character HELP#but stretch marks cool!! stretch marks fun!!!!#might still tweak how i draw em tho aghck#isat#in stars and time#isat siffrin#in stars and time fanart#isat fanart#sifloop#sloop#isat loop#loop#siffrin#in stars and time siffrin#in stars and time loop
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rough day...
#i might come back and color this. Eventually....#scribbled this after a busy day of lots of moving things into storage and hauling boxes around#i felt a bit like a workhorse!#at some point i sat down on the uhaul w/ my water and thought. Wow. How Does Eddie Manage#poor guy deserves a break...#he needs a day off smh#i mean the neighborhood would fall apart w/o him probably but still. he needs a vacation!#he works too hard! someone tell him to prioritize himself for once!#scribble garnish#welcome home#welcome home puppet show#welcome home fanart#eddie dear#alrighty well its 12 am i need to get up in less than 6 hours and i still have Several Things To Do before i can sleep!#so! queuing this and getting those last chores done#wait fuck. what where they#well! i'll remember when i get up to do them! probably!#yknow 7 hours into tomorrow's drive im gonna be like OH FUCK I FORGOT THE [insert task here]#oh. shit did i eat dinner? hm... im not gonna be ready for breakfast when i wake up#so i might as well add 'quick cup of noodles' onto tonight's Before-Sleep list....#im rambling! sorry!#anyway i have Much affection for eddie! somebody get him a spa day and some shiny new stamps!!!
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you lie to Casey? you lie in front of her chicken wings? oh!! Jail for Raph!! Jail for Raph for 1000 years!!!
#Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles#RotTMNT#rottmnt Cassandra Jones#rottmnt Raph#Rise Raph#Rise Cassandra#RaphCass#Rasey#rottmnt Rasey#fuckup arts#rottmnt fanart#save rottmnt#digital art#the vibe here was supposed to be Raph having an ace panic bc he wasn't expecting any kind of attraction to sneak up on him like that#his startled reaction was supposed to be more about him realising what he had just thought vs her yelling at him#but I couldn't figure out how to add smth explicitly referencing that without making the bottom even busier#I'll probably do a separate drawing/comic idea going more into that hc at some point#but just know every Raph I draw is drawn with the intention of Ace Raph bc I can n no one will stop me
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Roevember Day 6: Storm
How many times does she have to teach you this lesson, old man?
#roevemberxiv#roevemberxiv2024#ffxiv#femroe#oc: vermilion rose#it's ok she'll get a day off eventually#im sure#mhmm#I should also probably remember to post this armor mashup at some point#maybe one day I'll figure out how to add dawntrail shaders to it..... ;;
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"My... Wheel..."
#boonboomger#boonboomger spoilers#super sentai#bakuage sentai boonboomger#genba bureki#bun orange#userdramas#umbrella.gifs#tokuedit#please do not repost#umbrella.edits#umbrella.posts#translation: over-time#subtitles added by me#i will probably gif the scene between genba and madrex at some point... hopefully soon (?)#i'm behind on some stuff but i'll try#anyways i really like this scene#in an earilier episode blog it's insinuated that genba might like rooftops to feel closer to home and i think that adds a bit to scenes#where he's on the rooftops like when he's training it's like a reminder of what he's training for and the night before he leaves#it's like he's contemplating and choosing his revenge for his home#here it's him wanting to hold his vengance but realizing that doing so is only making the fight harder for himself and he's trying to fight#a losing battle that disrace doesn't even need to push for him to lose in it's all self-sabotage playing into disrace's hand#it's seeing mad rex and seeing that the boonboomgers accept him completely that clicks things into place for him#he cannot win in this state and he cannot play into disrace's hand but unlike madrex genba has the resources and support he needs#to take back control and actually have a chance in defeating disrace but he cannot let his rage blind him bc that's just what he wants
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I finally got fed up enough with how my Sim looked that I edited several CC we have specifically to use for me (as well as hand-making some makeup swatches).
#simblr#the sims 4#ts4#create a sim#ts4 cas#sym dan heng (he)#cas err#err#(( dan heng 🍃 he ))#...clearly.#i'm probably not going to share any of my edits unless someone asks for it though#mostly because i doubt anyone would want it#but also because they're kind of bad#the edits are as follows#ears: just made them more down-turned (and some slight rotations iirc)#earring: made it compatible with the ears (and most other pointed ear cc)#however i noticed that the cc i used for the earrings was literally just ripped off of my character's model#so it's PRETTY ugly looking in blender (i.e. a million unnecessary vertices)#at some point i'll probably edit the tail to not be pointed so... weirdly out of my spine but i can't be assed for that#oh and the makeup swatches are matched specifically to my skin tone#so if someone wanted me to make it public i'd have to add a swatch that would match my ''canon'' tone
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So instead of trying to handsew a stretchy fabric and risk ending up with something I don't really like, I made a f/o beret ❤️
It's not perfect, but also I'm still very new to crocheting. I've only really made a few small things and this is my first biggest crochet project
I look like an angry deer :3
#🦌📻🍰🐑#I should probably try to fix the ears so they sit upright but the air planing ears are pretty cute honestly#I also want to add a smile on top behind the ears and antlers and also an x on the brim/forehead#I've also considered maybe some green “chains” but that might be a tad too much at that point (and also might get tangled in my hair)#I'll see what I do. It's definitely far from perfect but also it was my first time making a hat and also color changing#Also please ignore the bad lighting. I was too giddy and couldn't wait to take a better photo#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel alastor#alastor#alastor the radio demon#self ship#Eh I don't know if that tag really applies but also I made this because Alastor is my husband so.. Sure why not#nillisaie crochets#crochet#crochet hat
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microdosing on self confidence by posting really really sketchy doodles of everyone's favorite(?) sad little twink
#with some animal motif cameos from two offscreen guys that im sure have perfectly normal opinions on caeru dress swag#yin art#i'll probably polish these up at some point + add some more dresses to the pile. but for now i just wanted to draw him in cute outfits#my darling sad little man who is not one. get therapy. this isnt a suggestion#this is a command#he has so many scars. none on his face yet but im sure he'll get there#this is what happens when you're a doctor that doesnt heal yourself correctly (half on purpose)#poor caeru isnt used to not having his scarf#he wears chokers so well though#(that is technically a really cruel lore joke on my behalf. but i digress.)
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Odinson twin manifesto
Part two: IMPLICATIONS
Or: Why should you see Thor and Loki as adoptive twins? What does this reading add to the story? (Part one [evidence] here)
Thor and Loki don't look related, much less like twins. But the idea of them being twins would help deflect accusations of bastardry, because if you question Loki's parentage, you (apparently) have to question Thor's too. Even if you doubt it, what are the chances of a bastard being the exact same age as a legitimate son? It's almost a mind game on Odin and Frigga's part - telling such an obvious lie that surely it has to be the truth, because how else could they be getting away with it?
Thor and Loki each look far more like their birth fathers than they do each other. They are, arguably, the Jotun/Asgardian rivalry incarnate. Copies of their fathers, generational cycles, intertwined histories... I've long held that Odin and Laufey's enmity seems personal, and by making Loki his son, Odin made it even more so.
But at the same time, Loki has been made to look much more like Odin and Thor than he naturally would... He is an artificial twin and an artificial copy of an Asgardian.
Thor and Loki's signature colours (red/green) are complementary. Jotun and Asgardian pigmentation are also complementary colours. They look so different on the surface, but beneath the surface, there's so much symmetry.
The perception of Thor and Loki (in fandom and in-world) includes this pervasive (but not very well-founded) idea of them as strong vs weak, and healthy vs sickly. In-world, perhaps people have been assuming that some of their differences came out about via Thor leeching all of Loki's nutrients in utero - which projects their rivalry back to before they were even born.
Twinhood intensifies everything about their relationship -codependence, rivalry, power struggles... They are inseparable, mutually-defining opposites, and they always have been. They are each how the other learnt to relate to other people in general. Their very first and closest companion; possibly each other's first memories.
Twinhood means they will have grown up sharing everything - friends, birthdays, bedrooms, symbols from Odin's helmet - even, in theory, an inheritance. But they can't share forever. Only one of them can be crowned. They walk side by side, until they can't any more. The succession crisis is inevitable! You cannot have twin princes and expect it not to cause problems!
The idea that Thor is not actually older adds a real edge to the times when he acts like he is, and a weight to Loki saying that he wanted to be Thor's equal. Like, if they're twins... why are they demonstrably not equals? Why can Thor even say "know your place" - Why is Loki's place known to be beneath Thor? The power struggle is far from one-sided, and far from spontaneous. Thor keeps Loki down as much as Loki tries to overthrow Thor. There is something larger and deeply sinister at work here.
(Of course age dictating rank is always unjust (everything about monarchy is unjust!) - But that injustice will be so much more visceral and maddening for Loki if the age difference is allegedly minutes, not years. A tiny, meaningless accident of birth, defining them both forever...)
There's also the question of how real their relationship is. We pretty much all agree that adopted brothers can be "real" brothers... but can adopted twins be "real" twins? How deep does the bond have to go to count? Is being infants together enough? Newborns? Do they have to actually have shared a womb to claim to bond they always thought they had?
Resonance with Thanos and the idea of cutting the world in half. Thor and Loki as two halves of a whole, one destined to die (over and over) and one to live (on and on no matter how many loved ones he loses.) A cruel supposed-necessity of the myth that is their lives.
Weren't Vili and Ve twins [in comic canon]? Twins are genetic. This would also lend credence to the lie.
And if Loki and Thor are Vili and Ve... Does that not make Odin Hela?
I'll admit that many of these things aren't strictly twin-specific, but I feel like the twins reading just adds a little extra power to it all! It's not a hill I'd die on, but I do REALLY enjoy rotating it in my mind.
#from my drafts#this is very meandering and vibes-based so. open to additions! i'll probably add onto it myself at some point#space viking tag#meta#ch: loki#ch: thor#r: loki + thor#r: laufey + odin#th: twins#th: mirrors + masks#th: codependence#th: fate + hierarchy
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{ Not me adding Leon S. Kennedy to the muse roster at some point because Binx ( @angelatelier ) asked me to. }
#{ Serin will probably enjoy me adding him as well. }#{ But Leon will be one of my first main canons from Resident Evil that I'll have one here. }#{ Cause I still gotta add the Dimitrescue sisters onto the blog for Serin as well. Maybe even add Alcina at some point too? }#{ So far the only 'canon' Resident Evil muse I have is Agent from RE6 but he's just Ada's partner character. }#{ And he's technically not even a real character so I decided to make him my own and give him a backstory. }#{ But yeah. I wanted to add Jill and a few others here but my confidence in writing canons for RE is zero. }#{ So hopefully I do some good and if not then the RE canons will only be for Serin and Ino and Binx. }#☣ [ ' Tԋҽ σɳҽ ɯԋσ ʅҽαԃʂ Ⴆҽԋιɳԃ ƈʅσʂҽԃ ԃσσɾʂ. ' ] - ✡ Oυƚ σϝ Cԋαɾαƈƚҽɾ ✡
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he's on his 'puter
#i wanted to do a little sketch of aos spock as well I'll probably add that at some point !#star trek#my art#spock#star trek tos#spock fanart#schn tgai spock
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Ted and Liddy's house
Though it's been added onto over the years, the original structure of this sprawling farmhouse dates back to Barge Harbor's founding.
It's a well-known fact that all respectable old houses need a ghost or two, and the current owners swear the piano room is haunted. It certainly seems colder than the rest of the house . . . but that could just be due to poor insulation.
The owners also seem prone to clutter, so it's a good thing they have so much room to spread out in.
But what is that gaudy structure they're building in the yard?
#sims 2#sims 2 build#my builds#barge harbor#ted and liddy's house#I'll probably go back and add even more clutter at some point
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Rise of the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers - Olivia Hart
still on a high after reading MMPR The Return #1, so here's Olivia in the RotMMPR style :3
#my art#power rangers#mmpr#mmpr the return#rotmmpr#rotmmpr future#olivia hart#i imagine her as like. basically courtney in stargirl where she's trying to assemble a new team of rangers in the future from kids at AGHS#(or university - probably university bc i think that energy in college would be funny)#she'd probably also have a kid brother who'd become the new pink ranger at some point (i just think that's fun)#and also be friends with the rise version of minh (who'd obvs be the new yellow ranger)#it'd be fun to add in some characters who never showed up in the main rise canon as rangers or supporters#ALSO hehe :) her jacket is the same one rise tommy wears (just faded after 26 years)#idk. maybe i'll do more designs for her team for funsies
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