#< so i can actually refer to it later if need be

[jinxbabys]

cw: sub-bottom vi. fem-top reader. mean dom reader. degradation. strap-on referred to as cock. 1k words. men and minors dni.

synopsis: after the breakup, vi realizes you’re the only one who can give her what she craves.

a/n: rewrite of one of my old fics!

since your breakup with vi, there’s been numerous rumors circulating around campus—stories of her charming girls with sweet, romantic dates, only to take them home and leave them thoroughly fucked. under normal circumstances, it might bother you. except you know vi, you know how tightly wound she gets, how unsatisfied she must be, because it’s clear none of those other girls have put in the effort to actually fuck vi. 

you haven’t heard a single whisper about any of them actually giving vi what she needs, stretching her out the way she craves, pressing their cocks deep inside her tight pussy. you imagine it must be eating her alive. vi’s always had a greedy hole—an orifice that’s bottomless and sweetly pathetic.

besides, you’ve seen them; the women she dates. they’re harmless, prudish, well-mannered, pretty in a conventional way. not one of them could fuck vi properly. they wouldn’t even know where to begin.

so it’s funny, really—watching vi try to provoke you. the way she flaunts them like costume jewelry, hoping to catch your eye. but you offer nothing in return. no reaction, no flicker of interest or jealousy. there’s simply nothing there worth responding to.

which is why you aren’t surprised when vi appears at your doorstep a week later, shy like an abandoned pet. she’s blushing, trembling, her sea-glass eyes rimmed with guilt and some shadowy element of hope.

“can i help you, vi?” you ask, not unkindly, but with practiced indifference.

”i just—i feel bad about the way things ended between us,” she stammers, the lie crumbling on her tongue like wet sugar.

”mmm, you do?” your fingernails tsk-tsk against the doorframe. “okay then. will that be all, vi?”

when you begin to shut the door, vi thrusts her hand against the wood with a thud, face suddenly stricken with shame. “baby, wait i—fuck. i miss you, okay?” she reluctantly admits.

you smile. you already knew that.

that’s how vi ends up in your bed, silk sheets wrinkled like the petals of a crushed rose. her legs are held up to her chest and your strap is buried deep inside her cunt, pressing painfully against her cervix. it’s a fitting consequence for her betrayal—for being such a stubborn slut that she sought out pleasure in other people, instead of coming to you.

”you missed me, huh?” you murmur, thrusting sharply, your voice velvety with cruelty. “that’s funny. i heard you’ve been keeping pretty busy.”

the sight of her stretched open, pussy weeping around you, is so familiar that it nearly bores you. but no, there’s joy in it more than anything. the sadistic kind of joy one only feels when their favorite toy remembers its owner.

vi goes cross-eyed as you slam into her again, a noise halfway between a sob and a prayer tumbling from her open mouth. you touch her slit—just a trace—and she shivers, instinctive and pathetic.

“yes, yes—mmffuck!”

it’s comically obvious; no matter how many girls vi brought home, no matter how many times she tried to replace you, nothing could compare to this. the realization fills you with a sense of pride; a deep feeling of assurance that you are, in every way, irreplaceable.

”fuck, baby, your pussy’s a mess,” you murmur in astonishment. after all these months, how could you forget what a sloppy, wet hole she has? “bet none of those girls knew how to take care of this greedy little thing.”

vi shakes her head with something like reverence, her voice catching. “ahh, only y-you—it’s only ever been you—hunghh—i swear!“

you meanly grope vi’s breasts, admiring the way her fat tits jiggle. once upon a time, the sight of vi’s naked body might have stirred something possessive in you—jealousy, perhaps, at the thought of someone else witnessing her like this. but now, as you watch vi unravel beneath you, all you feel is a quiet, amused detachment. an urge to murmur something soft and cutting about how pathetic she is.

her legs tremble as she holds them back for you, muscular thighs quivering with exertion. her puffy cunt is laid bare, exposed to you without shame. she looks like an easy whore, like she’d crawl across glass if it meant getting filled by you again.

you know vi—know her body better than she does herself. she needs to be filled, used like she’s a worthless doll, stripped of all purpose except pleasuring you. she needs it hard and unyielding and constant. from the look on her face—wrecked and anguished—you were right to assume that nobody else came close to giving her what she craves.

“you just needed someone to fuck you right,” you coo. “someone who knows what a sick little baby you really are.”

“yes,” she gasps. “please—need it harder, fuck!”

you relish in how desperate she is for you. vi’s so cute when being fucked open; demanding everything from you, whilst unable to give anything back but cries and spasms. it makes you feel delirious—fuckdrunk, even. all you can hear is the wet percussion of your hips against hers, and her high, helpless mewls. you’re hitting all the right spots, striking cords deep inside her gummy walls that make her jolt with electricity. you’re fucking vi in a way no one else will ever be able to replicate.

"fuck, vi... you're so tight," you notice, stunned, but still relentlessly jackhammering your cock inside her.

her pussy is creaming around your strap, leaking down the curve of her ass. her body—that magnificent machine of muscle—is locked up tight, close to tipping over the edge. her abs twitch involuntarily, plump breasts bouncing, arms trembling as she attempts to hold her legs apart for you, and her thighs—those strong pillars—quake like leaves in a storm.

vi squeals suddenly, pressing her hand against the taut plane of your abdomen—a futile attempt to slow your unrelenting pace.

”i’m gonna—gonna—ohhh!” 

her eyes roll, those bright coins of consciousness swallowed by the dark. vi’s tongue spills from her mouth, silly and helpless. her thighs snap shut instinctively but you pry her open again, unwilling to let her escape the pleasure you’re giving her.

“come for me, vi,” you say. “who knows if i’ll ever want to fuck you again after this, so make it count.”

taglist: @2ftall @jinxedbambi @mxchi-mxxn @g4ys0n @maddiluvsu @just4jinx @rhian88 @mars4hellokitty

[meanbossart]

Ask compilation: Art & advice! Reference use, light, facial expressions and sketching.

Replying to a few miscellaneous comments & questions about my process, with a giggle thrown between every other question for good measure!

Hey! Sorry, I just post them as they are 😅 Can't say I've ever had any issues regardless of size.

That is HYSTERICAL and honestly with the amount of "I don't play bg3 but I follow you anyway" messages that I get, I hope I'm not accidentally giving people the wrong idea 😂

Thank you so much for the kind message!

Anything, really! I use Virtamate whenever I'm really struggling with perspective or an angle, or sometimes something as simple as stock images from google (especially for furniture and interiors) I do also use myself as reference a lot, particularly for hands. Admittedly you do get to a point where you need reference less and less, and can pull poses and anatomy out of imagination pretty easily but you never completely cut it out of art. Reference is a tool just like paper and brushes are, not a crutch.

For angles/perspective and poses (to a degree), yes! Absolutely. It is a wonderful tool that has paid its cost over a million times for me, personally.

I do NOT suggest referencing off its anatomy, however! If you already have a good grasp of how real bodies move, sure, you can use it without issue and just "fix" the anatomy as you draw, but virtamate's models, while more malleable than most 3d figures, still suffer from the usual limitations of it's medium. Musculature and fat in particular do not operate very well alongside said model's movements and don't look very accurate to life.

I will not rest until I have normalized toes.

Thank you so much!

Unfortunately, that is something I genuinely don't use reference for - well, kind of! I pretty much walk through the world making a mental note of how things look and how I would translate that visual onto (digital) paper if I had to. And I think I do that the most with light and shadow.

Light application largely comes from from understanding 3 things:

-Dimensions/planes. -How different materials reflect/absorb said light. -✨DRAMA✨

I suggest studying art from monochrome artists and comic illustrators and seeing how they manage to create the illusion of multidimensionality with a very limited palette. Drawing a lot of figures with only black and white also helps - that was pretty much my entire comic career prior and probably what I am to thank for my current understanding of light placement.

Watching and studying movies and shows that make use of colorful, dramatic lighting also helps a lot - Nicolas Winding Refn has honestly taught me so much just by watching his flicks!

Thank you! I have indeed been trying a couple of different things and I'm glad that you noticed it and that you enjoy it!

Thank you! I'm happy to say I plan on drawing much more of her as well 😇 at least as soon as I recover from the last comic!

Hello, happy to have inspired you even a little bit to get back on the horse!

I think referencing from yourself/real pictures of people's faces is always best, even if your style is pretty cartoony or simplified. That way you can actually take note of how facial muscles work and apply that understanding to your art when you create expressions from memory. Start detailed and then work your way down, removing elements until you are happy with the results!

Paying attention to moving faces when you see/interact with people is also useful. I often say this, but just looking at the world through the lens of an artist can be immensely helpful - taking mental notes of small details and later applying them to what you do, that sort of thing!

I first type them down in (usually) Times Roman and then trace it for that pencil-ed in look!

Hello, hope you are well yourself!

I have this post here that might help you a little visually, but I guess you are more curious about the inbetween stages of that first draft and the final art. I think a lot of it is muscle memory! I can move onto lineart pretty reliably after 1 or 2 sketches for most things, occasionally I will need 3 (not counting when I just change something entirely - that obviously requires the process to start over again for that element) but that hasn't always been the case!

However many sketches you want to do is however many you need, and depending on your art style and process that can vary wildly. Just try not to boggle yourself down with perfectionism - I'm sure you've noticed by now that, sometimes, when you draw something over and over again trying to get it "right" you end up sucking the life out of it. It can actually good to turn your brain off a little bit and TRY to line in the details on the fly, not only will you build confidence over-time but you may arrive at some really fluid shapes and movements as a result!

[fandomsmadness]

Late but

TBHX episode 4 rant

Okay if I had a nickel every time they ended an episode with Moon being shot in the head... we all know where I'm going and that's concerning. Two main thoughts about the cliffhanger:

THANK GOD EPISODE TWO WASN'T A FAKEOUT

I hate it, if only for the fact that it pulled our focus away from so many important things that happened in the chapter, hello??? I hate that our final takeaway is "Moon got shot again" instead of a number of other things

We start with the most important things first; last episode rant I was asking whether we should just resign ourselves to Lin Ling being unhappy as Nice for the rest of his life and lmao I have never been more happy to be given the most solid answer I could have hoped for.

However, important implication here; I believe this means trust value is a two way system. In order to work:

Trust must be given by people (fans believing in 'Nice'/Lin Ling)

Trust must be accepted by the other party (Lin Ling accepting that he wants to become/is 'Nice'/himself)

And this brings up a really fascinating question: "can multiples of the same hero exist?" The answer should be yes - we see in cases like The Johnnies that trust value can be given to a team as a whole instead of each individual component. Can the mantle of a hero also be split this way? Will that ease the burden?

And in that same vein, would any hero who decides they are no longer their moniker be able to step away from their burdens and expectations just as easily? If yes, which I believe it is, what happens to Lin Ling if he ever wants to go back to a regular life?

That being said I love the naming of this episode, absolute genius, and the way it was presented, absolute cinema. Personally I'm regarding this point as the conclusion of Lin Ling's current arc and I have to say, these last four episodes had us on a rollercoaster. Lin Ling realising he didn't actually want to be Nice, but a hero was peak and I love that he got to get to it on his own terms.

And while I love the introduction of Jeopardy (that song has no right being so badass) I found it interesting that in this particular scene when Lin Ling is finally defeating God Eye, it's Paragon that plays. He gave up being Nice. Why are we getting Nice's theme song here?

That's not all, we still have more questions: If Lin Ling is now 10, what rankings are the ones on the official website???

Why I'm not considering this part of the arc as of now is because it's unfinished, clearly there for cliffhanger value, and it's very likely that we will all change our minds about this later when more information is given because the whole thing is fishy. How does Moon recognize Lin Ling, who she's never seen before? Why is E-Soul or a lookalike there, and why are they positioned behind Moon while the shot came from the side? Was episode 1 a premonition, or was someone trying to warn Lin Ling? Time will tell.

And while I will be really mad if it turns out Moon is alive after that (AGAIN) part of me is hoping she is because give this girl a break man, wtf?? At least give her a proper vacation, or a death in dignity, as her own person, and not an accessory to a man!

Other (less important to me) things:

Blankster was an interesting study for several reasons, the biggest being how powers can evolve beyond their origin function, aka how strong punches evolved not just in strength but also in terms of memory loss. Given Blankster's boxer origins, this makes so much sense, and I thought it was a really clever way to reference concussions. Secondly, Treeman made it too easy for God Eye, come on! It also showed how corporate really doesn't give a shit about Moon as soon as she left; they just viewed her as a liability. From the episode's start, they didn't care about saving her.

It's also nice (haha, pun not intended) to finally have at least one name to these faces. So these are the hero agency heads. Interesting, and makes sense. Now we only need to figure out who the hooded figure is and the intro's main pain points will be less painful (not really).

And finally, God Eye. I can't help but feel he fell kinda flat. Last ep I had high hopes for him being set up as Lin Ling's nemesis, and he did to an extent, embody that with his "there are no real heroes in this era" talk but then along came Lin Ling shedding the Nice persona to prove him wrong. Where does that leave him? Was he only a gimmick for the Lin Ling arc? I feel there should be more.

After all, we still don't know whose fear is channelling God Eye, and how it came be taken away. By making him a laughing stock, perhaps?

I knew episodes 5-7 were going to be E-Soul centered, but I have to hand it to the team, this was one hell of a way to transition viewpoints.

[arreat]

more dp/poolverine headcanons!!! i am normal about them 👍 (can you tell I can't write dialogue for shit? yeah have this pile of Description)

Wade Wilson is not a strong man. Well, he is virtually indestructible and extremely skilled at fighting, but that isn't to say he has no weaknesses. Wade worries too much, has crap self-esteem, struggles with existentialism (no thanks to the voices), and obviously the whole abused chew toy thing he has going for his skin is not helping his confidence. In fact, one could argue that you could harm Wade more just by insulting one of his weak points.

The creation of Deadpool was to cover all of that cause what better way to cover your insecurities than red spandex, an armory of weapons, and many, many (bad) jokes? Enemies can't poke your soft spots if you've distracted them with terrible innuendos and references to increasingly obscure media. The joking is a defense mechanism, the aggressive chatter is to make sure Wade's thoughts don't spiral, and the mask is uh, literally and figuratively a mask (to get into character, of course).

When Logan thought he first met Wade, he actually met Deadpool, the cocky, leering, and loud merc who can't be serious for more than 15 seconds or he WILL combust (haha get it? combust? sex joke?). Logan isn't appalled by the Deadpool character, he just doesn't expect it to be so different from how Wade truly behaves, away from prying eyes. Admittedly, the two have only gotten as comfortable with each other after almost a year of living with each other. Logan has opened up more to the merc as well, something about Wade's similar garbage fire of a life and immortality making the wolverine loosen up around him.

In private, Wade is still as chatty, but he definitely tones down on the innuendos and false confidence. Instead, the merc rants about his day, their (no matter how much Logan denies) dog, and this cool new show that you should totally watch, peanut. But still, VERY rarely does Wade talk about more personal things or shows emotions other than neutral and happy.

That is why, one night while the two watch the tv after a long mission, it immediately catches Logan's attention when Wade starts sniffling. At first, the Logan thinks its the tv program but nope, just some random commercial (unless Wade is particularly moved by drain cleaner?). The sniffling and Wade's erratic breathing becomes louder, causing Logan to nudge the merc with his foot.

"What's wrong with you?" Logan frowns, kicking Wade again when he doesn't reply.

"Wow you," Wade gasps, sucking in a lungful of air, "really sound like my dickhead father right now" the merc says in between gasps, trying for casual but falling flat by a couple miles (or kilometers, i never understood why we didn't change the saying to the more commonly used measurement but oh well the author is getting sidetracked).

The merc is on the edge of-- oh never mind now he's fully hyperventilating, Logan thinks with panic. The wolverine was never said to be emotionally capable, dammit, he should've actually paid attention to what his mandated therapist said to him about all this mental stuff.

"Uh bub, d'you need a paper bag or somethin-" Logan manages to get out, moving towards the side of the couch Wade was on, hands reaching out hesitantly. Wade shakes his head furiously in lieu of an answer, opting to cover his mouth and nose with his hands in an attempt to slow his breathing.

"I'm afraid," GASP "any touching right now" GASP "is off limits but" GASP "if you want to get" GASP "handsy later I won't" GASP "complain" Wade manages to stutter out. "Talk me through" GASP "it, big boy?"

Logan is suddenly thankful for all those mental health "briefings" that were mandatory for the x-men in his universe. He turns off the tv and kneels in front of Wade.

"Hey Wade, look at me, focus on my voice." Wade flicks his eyes over to look at Logan, so hopefully he's listening? "Do you need to move to somewhere quieter, the bedroom?" Logan gently asks, to which he receives a frantic nod.

"Ok, I'm not gonna touch you, but I need you to walk with me," Logan states as he slowly stands alongside Wade, making sure the latter doesn't trip.

The pair cross the room into the bedroom, Logan leaving the door open slightly in case Wade started to feel claustrophobic. Thankfully, the walk and change of location seemed to help Wade, as he was hyperventilating slightly less.

"Would Mary Puppins help? You want me to bring her over, bub?"

Wade nods again, settling into the covers.

"Sure, will be back with you quickly, just need to leave for a second."

Logan swiftly but gently retrieves Mary Puppins who senses Wade's distress (like the good dog she is) and proceeds to drench the merc's hand in saliva as her unique form of a comforting gesture.

"Need anything else?" Logan asks while sitting on the floor beside Wade, keeping an eye on his breathing but not close enough to be potentially uncomfortable for the merc.

Wade shakes his head, already looking much better than 2 minutes ago with the distraction of an ugly-cute dog. The two stay like that, Wade's breathing eventually evening out.

"Thanks," the merc croaks out, exhaustion evident in his voice. "I bet you want an explanation for that huh? Sorry for springing all of Wade's Problems ™️ on you all the sudden but hey new record of 11 months and 3 days before fucking over our relationship huh-" Wade knows he's rambling, but can't seem to stop until he's interrupted by Logan.

"Wade. You don't gotta explain anything to me right now, I get it." Logan reassures, and Wade supposes out of anyone on this earth Logan would be the most understanding of his situation.

“Just sleep, y’sound tired. I’ll be here when you wake up” Logan grunted, moving to pull the covers over Wade, hesitating slightly as he realizes the sheer domesticity of it all. Wade doesn’t seem to mind, accepting the tucking in (Logan is decidedly Not Thinking About it like that) and mumbling a quick thank you as he dozes off, Mary curled up against him.

Wade wakes up, disoriented as usual in the morning and pads over to the pullout that Logan has converted back into a couch and is reading on.

“Coffee’s in the pot” Logan says, in lieu of greeting, looking up from his book.

“Uh about last night- wow I’m really making it sound like we banged or something— NOT that I’m opposed to that you know but-“ Wade rambles, clearly nervous as he stands in front of Logan, who looks unfair levels of attractive in reading glasses (it’s the daddy issues, Wade thinks to himself).

“Bub I’m telling you it’s fine, you don’t own me an explanation or anything, I get it” Logan interrupts.

“Yeah I mean I want to tell you though. Just about yesterday. To explain” Wade replies while fiddling with his shirt collar and averting his gaze. God he wishes he had his mask on for this.

“It’s really stupid actually, it’s just the uh. The intrusive thoughts” Wade trails of starting to mumble. Logan doesn’t respond, waiting for the merc to continue.

“It’s just- it’s just the mission yesterday got me thinking about uh, touchy subjects. I didn’t mean to but I- it got me spiraling real bad huh? Guess I can’t even handle a mention of some things and I overreacted. It’s stupid and I’m already regretting this conversation ok gonna go shoot myself now bye!” Wade is in the middle of enacting dramatic escape route B when Logan interjects.

“Wade. Get back here and sit your ass down.” Wade guiltily backtracks and sits beside Logan, avoiding his gaze.

“Look, I’ve been through a lot. I get it if you don’t want to talk to me about it, but don’t say shit like that. That your triggers don’t matter or some bullshit. You’re the one always preaching to me about acceptance, hypocrite.” Logan reprimands, sighing as Wade shrinks into himself.

“Y’know I get nightmares too Wade, it’s normal to be touchy around certain subjects. I just want you to stop putting yourself down about this.” Wow is this Logan being emotionally intelligent for once? It must be really bad if the Wolverine has to call you out on it, Wade thinks.

“Ugh using my own words against me, curse you, past me!” Wade shakes his fist in the air. “And is that you getting mushy on me? Aw Wolvie I always knew you liked me!”

“Shut up, bub.” Logan shakes his head while smiling a little. “I’m being serious about this.”

Wade dramatically pretends to faint, “Oh my feelings! But if a hot dilf like you is saying that maybe I should listen” he adds, turning slightly to meet Logan’s eyes. The next part the Marc says with great difficulty.

“I’m not the best person, my moral compass is crushed by a 16 wheeler broken at best, and I look like a pug’s face wrinkles got STIs.” Logan tries to interrupt, but Wade shushes him. “My turn to speak. Yeah I’m fucked up but I guess we’re both dysfunctional in our own ways. I’m not fully ready to talk about everything that the universe decided would be funny to inflict on this poor bastard, but if I get out of line with my self deprecation at least you can put me back in line no?”

Wade continues, “Y’know I thought I was going to be alone. Just a sad, pathetic pile of cancer after all my friends leave me. I still believe that a little, but it’s not so bad now, with your immortality and 200 years old stuff and all.”

“Basically point is, I’m not getting over myself soon, but we could towards it together? God that sounded so cheesy, why would you write me like that author?” The merc laments.

Logan doesn’t quite understand what that last comment is about but nods to the former part, “‘S far as I’m concerned, you’re stuck with me for a while, bud” Logan smirks.

“And you’re saying that like it’s a bad thing? Ugh I would never grow tired of seeing those abs” Wade quipped back. “But yeah, thanks peanut. For being there and stuff.”

And while neither Wade nor Logan will truly escape their past or change their insecurities anytime soon, they have a long future ahead of them to figure it out. Together.

( I don’t know what possessed me, I do the know how to write conclusions and is it a coincidence I somehow projected masking and panic attacks onto Wade? Idk but if you made it to the end congrats! )

[n3ssier]

modern au! armin arlert, eren yeager, and levi ackerman x alternative!reader hcs

authors note; this is so self indulgent im ngl 😭 also guys pls send in requests i need stuff to write plzzzplz plz

masterlist

armin arlert

-as someone who dresses a bit nerdy and different from the norm, i imagine him looking for an alt s/o who perhaps shares the same interests as him, whether that similarity is in music taste, games you like to play, the food you like, or the media you consume, he wants someone he can relate to!!

-would definitely love if his s/o had dyed hair... if you're ever colouring it at home and he is there to keep you company, i can guarantee he'd ask you to colour a small strip on the inside of his hair so you two can subtly match

-i imagine armin listening to nu metal, grunge music and maybe some shoegaze, but you don't expect it from him at all!! so when you two discover that you have the same/similar taste in music it forms a strong bond between you two

-armin would constantly encourage you to start a pinterest account to post all the aesthetic photos you take of your cute outfits!!

-he's very inspired by you and slowly starts picking up small stylistic choices that you make for himself to do too!!

-instead of buying brand new, he helps you diy clothes and accessories with cheaper supplies and things you thrifted together, making it a fun process and helping you do things like sewing which require some patience.

eren yeager

-if he's going out anywhere to hang with mikasa and armin, or if he's going to a busy enough party he asks you to style him because he knows youve got better drip than him LOL and ocasionally asks to borrow some of your rings or necklaces from time to time

-if you have any piercings he would be obsessed, even considering getting the same piercing on himself before chickening out at the last minute (which you knew he would end up doing)

-thinks that you're immediately superior to other girls that try and flirt with him, just because you're so unique compared to them

-he definitely posts you a lot, he wants to show you off to the world and how well your different vibes compliment each other. every time he posts you on his insta story he spends forever deciding on what song to put over the photo, whether he wants the hip hop that he likes or the metal/punk rock that you listen to

-would beg for you guys to get matching tattoos, definitely not something overly romantic but maybe something in reference to a show or album you both like, something "cool"

-eren listens to death grips im sorry

levi ackerman

-buys everything off vinted/depop to prevent himself from feeding into fast fashion and also becaue he knows it'll make you proud, and if he ever see's a clothing item he thinks you'd like, he sends in a price offer on behalf of you without even asking you first

-if you're ever in control of the music being played whilst you're in the car together and something even remotely heavy comes on he is instantly making remarks like "how do you even listen to this" or "it's just noise" but you know that deep down he actually really enjoys the music

-whenever you get home after thrifting he washes everything you bought for you so that you can wear it asap!!!

-if you ever fall asleep on the couch with makeup still on, he will approach you with a warm, damp face towel and try to gently remove your makeup without waking you so that you dont have to wake up feeling crusty or greasy later on

-this might be too oc but i totally imagine levi listening to shoegaze, but specifically the same 3 artists he's been listening to for the past 10 years. slowdive, my bloody valentine, and cocteau twins. he's not even that big of a fan really he just listens to it in the rare occasions where he does listen to music and keeps it that way.

-if you ever get a new piercing he makes it his newfound duty to make sure you clean it every single morning and night, or if you ever dye your hair in the bathroom he makes it his job to bleach the whole bathroom down and get rid of every small stain you left in there.

[battery-enthusiast]

I would like to know the OC info -🗡️

HI SWORD ANon ! ! waving ! !

context. before i just , copy and paste everything we wrote : it was originally something for a personal project , but ended up being a forsaken oc simultaneously ? ?

long story short of his personal lore ; basic ass guy (neutral)/deity simply exists . and causes general issues for its creation ,, , anyways. under the cut is just , everything from our notes app copied nd pasted

i fear i have not proofread this. please tell me if anythings fucked up lmao

> initial rant/brain dump for concepts

I WAS THINKING ABOUT USING I5 AS A ROBLOX AVATAR AGAIN , WHILEPLAYING FORSAKEN WHICH?? KINDA GAVE ME THE IDEA TO PUT HIM INTO FORSAKEN AS AN OC ????

WHICH, WOULD MAKE SENSE, ESPECIALLY SINCE IT WAS *ORIGINALLY* SOLELY A ROBLOX OC . SO MAYBE ??? LIKE SHED ??? IT COULD BE AN ADMIN OR SOMTN THAT ENDED UP STUCK ????

BUT THAT GOT M E ONTO DESIGJS ,,,, , hear me out , , whatif it was originally FROM The Projects(™/joke), realmhopping or whatever, and ended up in roblox at the worst time?? and while it was THERE, it had more of an ai sentience (since its not entirely alive alrea6y!!!!!) , hence a robot(ish) BODY⁉️⁉️⁉️ like. its abdomen is wires and circuitry, but it looks like?? a projection maybe?? as though hes not, physically there, albeit it is . i dontknow if that makes sense but we BALL

BUT THINKING ABOUT ABILITIES . maybe. maybe it has a gui (similar to n7!!!), but could rather heal itself/others twice , and fling the killer a few studs away !!!!!

> appearance / dmg correlation

THE LOWER ITS HEALTH WOULD GET IN A ROUND, THE MORE WIRES WOULD EXPOSE/THE GLITCHER ITS APPEARANCE WOULD CHANGE , PLAYING FURTHER INTO THE AI /ROBOT THING . siiiince it's body is still artificial, it's inhuman - which, obviously leads to a LOT of flaws

100 — 80 : normal

79 — 50 : just a few small binary things pop up

49 — 20 : half of the face is probably fucked up?? like , bugging between wires and code

19 — 0 : no solid appearance,, it kinda bugs out between different people's appearances and its own, alongside random limbs glitching to just code or wires or whatever

> interactions with others.....shudders

it probably reall y wants others to believe it IS just an ai bot, or something along those lines, because. fucking imagine being THE god and getting trapped in a fucking time loop (L +ratio). that wouldnt4be very fun to explain??

so obviously it keeps like , a fairly monotone voice or whatever, trying to keep its movements either EXTREMELY stiff or EXTREMELY fluid. no in-between

- definitely slips up a few times..theres no way he wouldn't?? like, it'll sometimes fuck up and say something ENTIRELY outside of the persona it set for himself

- occasionally, when at too low health, its appearance will switch back to what it ACTUALLY looks like (roblox and normal appearance differ), although not normally long enough to notice

- will very rarely make references/hints to its existence prior, occasionally mentioning damien, atlas, haven, etc, covering it up by saying its just a story he's working on/creating

- mark will , very rarely , throw things out into the open, expecting them to levitate like they did in haven (only to end up falling flat on the ground, confusing the people around it)

- it has!!! major consistency issues!!! whatever story it tells a survivor, it likely fucks it up when telling it to the next.

^ written by marsh, a day or two ago (eeeverything above. including the original ramble)

> relationships, ,

1337 ; he distrusts it, doesn't think marks truthful

— mark doesn't like him either

shedletsky ; thinks it's funny company, although never understood why its always happy

— mark enjoys being around him, although he's a tad scared of the former admin (believes he , of all people, would probably figure it out the quickest)

builderman ; neutral

— neutral

elliot ; doesn't mind being around it, although he doesn't entirely believe its act (due to its inconsistent tone, movements, etc)

— oblivious to his suspicions, thinks elliot is fine to be around

two time ; suspicious of mark, but still hangs around it anyways, figuring any company is better than none

— mark thinks their devotion/loyalty to the spawn is amusing, believes theyre funny to be around

noob ; likes mark , but he likes most people

— enjoys his company

chance ; neutral

— thinks his addiction is unhealthy. tries to help, but ultimately gives up. neutral

007n7 ; neutral

— neutral. wants to help n7 understand that ck IS his son, but due to n7 being in denial about it, it just doesn't bother dealing with him

dusekkar ; neutral (idk enough about them)

— neutral . pumpkin guy funny llmao

taph ; thinks its weird, doesn't enjoy being around it

— doesn't bother talking with them, mostly due to not knowing sign language and whatnot

mutual dislike with killers

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> normal vers stuff/notes

> personality notes ! ! !

- VERY prominent attachment issues. the entire reason it even made life in the first place was because it needed something to hold onto, to be around

- personality issues (i think specifically bpd, but i don't want to just, label it without looking into it further)

- favorite person is dierdre by a LANDSLIDE. it doesn't even like him romantically, everything is platonic (< incapable of feeling proper romantic attraction). it absolutely obsesses over him i fear

- maaaajoor mood swings. will be over the moon happy one moment, and the next freaking out over smtn

- ^ normally fairly happy though? it tends to shut off other major emotions as to not self sabotage itself or other close relations (lux, cas, etc)

- ^ following up on that. again. it shuts itself out a loloooott , leading to frequent outbursts, and sometimes entire breakdowns due to ignoring its emotional needs, fixating on what needs to be done instead

- its fairly selfish, prone to unintentional favoring itself over others (ALTHOUGH trying to fix said issue)

- ^ !!! it tends to not realize a lot of what it does is considered bad, nor harmful, as it was never taught anything otherwise!!!!

- mark put dierdre through absolute hell and back solely because it didnt realize what it was doing, how he was suffering, nor that it was even bad

> habits and whatnot

- it tends to consistently forget what it was working on, leading it to starting a NEW project and forgetting about the others momentarily, before getting bored of that one, scrapping it, and repeating

- it made sav to COMBAT this, only to get caught up in talking with them (mmmainly about damian. coughs), but, after awhile, sav actually started doing what was needed, and began regulating things, storing things where needed, planning, etc

- i wrote it before, but it still is a habit --- it tends to just, shut down on occasion when things get too frustrating, overwhelmed, or it doesn't want to fuck up its progress by sabotaging itself

- ^ following on that, sav has had to walk it out of a few bad explosions after it couldn't self regulate

> further context due to . forgetting that this was a heavily indulgent oc revival

- dierdre was the first person that mark successfully made. hence its attachment to him

- dierdre ! ! can't physically die ! ! due to , a loott of flaws with his general genetic code/how mark made him. though, he can FEEL like he's dying/dead

- i don't remember if i said it before , but mark doesn't believe what it's doing is wrong -- almost everything it does is what he believes is best ,

- sav , as stated (?) was made by mark to help it with planning, creating different timelines, etc ! it doesn't have much of a consciousness though, i fear

- dierdre , does know right from wrong , and even though that mark is virtually all he's ever known, he does believe that it's wrong in some shape or form. that this isn't how friends act or whatever

- mark genuinely had the best intentions when making dierdre, trying its absolute hardest to give him individuality, a personality that wasn't just a copy of its own, a mind of his own

- sav came a wwwhiilee after dierdre - about three hundred years after him and mark slowly split apart ?

- mark just , sorta existed prior to everything ? ? granted, i'm not including ALL the lore in this (will not sound cohesive to someone who doesn't know most of it, i fear), but he did EVERYTHING because it got bored

don't ask me how the roblox vers of mark got forsakened. i haven't, thought that far yet , , will probably think of something later.

very slowly, i'm making mark a playlist. will eventually link it to this. coughs

tags ; @apollolovesu @blu-orb @gay-little-isopod @you-are-an-idiot-hah

[styxxsyringe]

yeah boy and doll face

[icewindandboringhorror]

Little bright colored outfit with a fun vest ~

(shoes from ebay like 10 years ago. everything else is thrifted)

[saturnaous]

I never stop thinking about them.

SEND ME ART REQUESTS BOY

[scribeoferos]

just started reading The Left Hand of Darkness for EngLit and uhhh. I didn't know anything about it going in so the tragic incestuous love affair right out of the gate was somewhat surprising. All in all, great book so far!

[suddencolds]

getting into a new fandom and finding 0 fics for it on ao3 😭 is it over

[leafy-m]

So I hit my 700th edit for the WHA wiki today, because I am a totally normal person

[mayordeas-clone]

procreate only letting you have one reference layer for filling/auto selection is actually so medieval. who decided that was a normal thing to have. literally no comparable art program ive used has such an arbitrary limitation

[flash-from-the-past]

Daymare Town 3

[overdevelopedglasses]

tell us more about essence 🙏🙏🙏

starts vibrating

GOD as much as I wanna talk about the story, I need to do just a little bit more exposition. Want it all to make sense, ya know?

So, assuming people have seen this post and this post, I've got what you're looking for under the cut.

Alright it's time to talk about spirits.

So throw what you know about spirits out the window, because "spirit" in the Essence world refers to the entities that can manipulate elements and energy.

For a bit of hierarchy, there's the first spirit (who's kinda lost to time, but we meet them in Essence), and then 3 different spirits who are dubbed the Creation Spirits: Soros (spirit of darkness), Uradata (spirit of abyss), and Illumi (spirit of light). In the olden times, they came down to the human world and made friends with some humans. As a bit of a token of friendship, some of the humans beared children beacuse of them (consensually!). We'll get to those children later.

After leaving the humans, these spirits got busy, and started making spirits to control elements. There's a lot of them, and we'll touch on them in a second. A few years later, something happened: the spirits and humans found out that the elemental spirits and the human children of the spirits could form a symbiotic bond with one another. These bonds... are just called bonds, but they are still a very common occurrence in the present day.

Anything beyond that delves into Essence lore, and I fear I'll ramble incoherently, so we'll stop there. For a conclusion, the new "terms" and characters I can introduce:

Bond: the link formed between a vessel and a spirit. For shelter and some nutrients from the vessel to the spirit, the spirit would grant the vessel usage of their powers, and if needed, armor and a weapon, whose form is decided by the spirit. There's some nuance to bonds, but I'll save it for another post.

Omega: spirit that controls plasma (limited control, but still pretty powerful). Bonded to Lily

Zephyr: spirit that controls wind. Bonded to Alex

Ravi: spirit that contols fire. Bonded to Percy.

Geoc: spirit that controls earth. Bonded to Enzo.

Vergals: spirit that controls ice. Bonded to Robin.

[arttsuka]

I'm trying to find that one image (I need it as a reference, I don't know what the original is) where there's a person who wakes someone up but then another person wakes up besides them, implying that they slept together? Does anyone know what I'm talking about based on this bad description?

Edit: ok I found it (someone helped me, I couldn't have done it myself)