#(( and sorry for the delay! ))

[harri-etvane]

Ask game: Post the fic summary for a fic you haven't written/published yet. It can be hypothetical or something you really plan on releasing… Share something romantic/hot from your WIP, or just something sweet if it's gen.

WIP Weather Ask Game: Sun - What's your favorite part of your WIP? Tornado - Who is your most impulsive character and why? Wildfire - Who is your most emotional character and why?

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Hello, love ❤️

Fic summary:

This is.. mostly hypothetical but it's an idea I've had loitering around my brain for ages - I've probably mentioned it at some point before.

Something where, Vova looks at Maks and wonders; you swore you'd never harm me, that you'd give your life for mine - but what if? What if that isn't the case - what if you would hurt me, if you would betray me; what then? (ofc he never would; but just, Vova having those thoughts, even if they are entirely unfounded).

I'll probably never write it because it would need a lot of actual plot points and I suck at those - unless it was just a little angst ridden, post-nightmare sort of thing. It's a thought anyway.

Something sweet:

He returns from his trek a half an hour later with a steaming mug of tea and a plate of warm poppy seed rolls that the canteen worker had pressed upon him after realising the tea was for the President. Knocking briefly on the door, he shoulders it open after a few seconds. Thankfully, Vova is fully dressed this time, resplendent in a grey sweatshirt and soft dark trousers, slowly towel-drying his hair  as though it’s a monumental effort. He startles slightly as the door opens, blinking owlishly behind his round glasses and sympathy curls quietly in Maksym’s chest as he sets down the mug of tea on the side - the softness, the gentleness of Vova that no-one has yet managed to rip from him; it’s here, always, just out of sight.

“Here.”

Maks leans over and takes the now damp towel away from him, Vova’s hair stood at all angles as Maks gives him a gentle push toward the bed. He sinks down onto it, a leaden  weight, burrowing into the blankets, his shoulders slumped. Maks pushes the mug of tea at him, nudges the plate of buns a little closer. There’s something so woundingly soft about him here, curled into the blankets on his tiny bed, hands clutching at the steaming mug of tea, his eyes threatening to slide shut.

He can’t understand why anyone would ever want to hurt Vova.

Swallowing down the lump in his throat, he rubs a hand at the back of his neck.

Sun - This is a lil vague and not actually an excerpt, but it's been nice to explore the dynamic between Olena and Andriy, and Olena and Maks in the Laurel Grows rewrite. I'm trying to give everyone space to breathe in this version; rather than rattling through it in 6k words like I did last time.

Tornado - Maks? maybe? He can very much be a lil bit tough-love, 'I know you're the President but I can be stubborn too'

Wildfire - oooh. Olena, I think? The few times I've written her - her emotions have been a little closer to the surface than say, Vova or Maks.

Thanks for asking darling ❤️❤️

[the-haunted-office]

(For the advise column meme XD)

Help! I've just inherited a wind farm in Antarctica. Any advise on operation?

{ My character now has an advice column in a respectable periodical. Ask them advice on anything from romantic conundrums to windmill operation tips! }

Dear Anon,

I told you. I freaking told you I don't know enough about how windmills operate in order to give you advice on them, but you just had to send in something asking for help anyway, didn't you? Didn't you?!

Well, here's the advice I have for you.

Give up.

Cease operations.

If you have started a whole-ass windmill farm in god damn Antarctica and you don't know how to operate it, what the actual fuck, man? Seriously. Give it up. Just stop. Quit. Go home! Unless the windmill farm in Antarctica is your home, in which case double what the actual fuck. And go find a new home, because who the hell chooses to live in Antarctica besides penguins. Are you a penguin? Is that why you don't know how to operate windmills? Then how the hell did you acquire an entire windmill farm?! Better yet - how the hell are you writing me?! What is actually happening right now?!

Okay, look. Let's just... assume that this is a troll and not a penguin. Right. That probably makes more sense.

GET LOST!

Sincerely, Doomsday

[dem0nyo]

80s metal hair set RAAAHHH

happy pride month! i'm back and i have six more hairstyles to share, this time inspired by dudes that give me gender envy 💀 this is another set that's been a WIP since last year but i finally got around to working on it THANK GOD

there might be a part 2 in the future

BGC

teen - elder

all genders, all frames

just 24 EA swatches this time, i lost my PSD so will probably add new swatches later. do feel free to recolor!

hat compatible

all LODs, all maps

✧ DOWNLOAD - Patreon (freeee) | SFS ✧

thank you for the support, lmk of any issues! <3 more info under the cut

⚠ high poly warning for these ⚠!!! i took inspiration from 3 thrash metal dudes and 3 glam metal dudes. admittedly i'm more into thrash but glam's aesthetics are so iconic. i could've gone for more teased hairstyles but save that for next time maybe

Peace Sells (18964 polys)

i made this like 3 other times but this is the one i liked the most! and no this is NOT Dave Mustaine lol (i just like redheads and long haired men)

Battery (16402 polys)

i modeled this from scratch so it's a little different. also, i realized the textures were a bit desaturated after taking these screenshots but dw i went back and edited them

Whiplash (16303 polys)

No Mercy (15816 polys)

Youth Gone Wild (14471 polys)

idk why but this one gave me the most trouble

Wild Side (16543 polys)

probably my favorite out of all of them. wish my hair looked like this irl everyday

[phantomrune]

" this isn't what it looks like. " // long time no see! dealer's choice of recipient :)

"Oh? I think that's your most pathetic excuse to date!" The fiery pixie exclaimed, darting over to the warrior they'd been hoping so dearly to catch after sensing their presence crossing the rift once more. To think that they'd been trying to sneak around The Crystarium again without their lovely branch to boot! Why, nothing could be more important than spending time with them!

She'd been with Ryne just a moment ago, helping her with her newfound interest in plants and their medicinal properties...they could help with that! They knew tons and tons about plant life!

The pixie huffed, fluttering up over their head, before landing on it, an agitated twitch of their wings ruffling the warrior's hair a bit.

"You'll have to make it up to me by bringing me along, you know~ I can even teach you a thing or two! Those horned healers you call your teachers can only tell you so much~" and just like that, they were calm again. It was hard to stay angry at their sapling, after all.

[heartstoppercomic]

Chapter 8 - 24

burnt pancakes

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[gotchibam]

Sylveon and Espeon ko-fi doodle for crystaloregarden! 🩷💜

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

main take aways from Halloween (1978) rewatch:

michael myers is canonically 21??? this bitch should be at the club

*sees tiddies* ***MURDEROUS RAMPAGE NOISES***

that's it that's the movie

outside of the fact that everyone who has sex is murdered by the narrative, this is a surprisingly chill portrayal of female sexuality? these teen girls are horny and actively enjoying Getting It On with their boytoys. no pushy boyfriends sneaking in through their bedroom windows--these ladies are taking the initiative to sneak out and GET SOME. one of them gets laid and then immediately orders her boyfriend to get her a beer. (yes she gets Slashered soon afterward, but so does the boyfriend so honestly, gender equality.) yes the Final Girl is the only one not having sex, but she's not bullied for that, nor are her friends slut shamed except possibly by being murdered by the narrative

actually the only character who is shown being morally condemned on-screen is michael myers. specifically FOR his violent overreaction to other people's sex lives. (people he is spying on). metaphorically, the villain is American Puritanism sticking its judgy nose into other people's business.

aka Michael Myers Is A Republican

but actually the real villain is the doctor. guy's a judgemental, shaming, pathologizing asshole. and he's been in charge of michael's care since he was SIX YEARS OLD? kid never had a chance. i'd go on a killing spree too

also the parents. where are the parents? it's halloween night and all the teenage girls are home babysitting their younger siblings? come to think of it, michael's first victim was his own older sister, whom he killed while she was babysitting him. teen girls are really shouldering a labour burden here. maybe parentification is the true villain

side note: mike commits his first murder wearing a clown costume...which is never referenced again? his 'iconic' costume is a generic mask and wig and jumpsuit, when we coulda had a Killer Clown Michael Myers??? travesty

i like how the Final Girl and her friend casually smoke weed in her car. yeah she's an honor student and her friend is the sheriff's daughter. yeah they smoke weed. so what it's 1978

(to reiterate, mike is 21 and should be at the club. im not saying he shouldn't be rampaging, im saying it's sad that he broke out, tasted freedom for the first time in his life, and immediately snuck back into his childhood home to go rampaging. let's have a remake where he goes to a nightclub and has a few beers. maybe some slutty dancing. then rampage)

oh no he's hot

[sealsdaily]

Today's Seal Is: Pat The Nerpy

[ugly-bug-starscream]

C-can you draw Armada Starscream again,,,,,,,

Please,,,,,,,,,,

(bouncing off walls and foams like a wild animal) of course i can!!

[ssilentwillow]

ITS FINALLY OUT!!!

This is my piece for the @pearlescentzine, based on her s10 flower/dye shop and related game, dyeduction! I've really loved watching Pearl get more into redstone this season and I had so much fun drawing this.

Go check out the zine, everyone put so much love into it!!

[swagginmun]

Chapter 2: Tactical Infiltration Page 30 Really don't want to have to fight rn. ngl. Start || Previous || Next

[blanchebees]

ND-5

Tip jar

[mothistopheies]

my @mlsecretsanta gift for @slopapapa-dingdong ! some ladynoir angst for you!!

[dcxdpdabbles]

Holiday request: child support

John is in a meeting with the Justice League when Clockwork comes knocking. It's a regular update on security and safety procedures, the kind of boring stuff John would have customarily skipped out on, except that this meeting also covers how to provide younger teams support.

Teams that his son was a part of. If Danny was ever on a mission, that could have ended in him passing simply because some wanker didn't know how to find him or how to help him in time?

So here was John, half slumped over his chair as Batman droned about procedures and policies. He had barely gotten through Wonder Woman's long lecture on support combat.

He was thinking of grabbing a coffee- John's been working on his drinking after making a promise to try and get sober for his son- so he was replacing the urge for alcohol with coffee. It was one of the hardest things he's ever done.

Thankfully, he knows some spells that help with withdrawals. It's better than the alternative, even if some days are shitter than others.

"Hello, Johnny," Coos, the Ancient being of Time, flouting before him in his human form. John can feel every hero's jaw drop even as he smiles awkwardly at the other parent of his child.

"Clockwork." He greets, eyes taking in the gorgeous features of Time. He nods his head towards the bag, flouting by Clockwork. "Lovely to see you as always. Got a gift for me?"

"Hmm." Clockwork flouts down, landing on his feet and surveying the room. His pure red eyes sparkled in amusement as the awestruck members of the Justice League. Even Batman seemed momently thrown- though if that was because of Clockwork's beauty or the insane amount of power pushing down on all their souls was anyone's guess.

"I've come to spend a weekend with my son. And you, I suppose, if you do not mind housing me." Clockwork says, at last, patting the bag. John feels his mouth go dry. Yes, he slept with Acient before and wouldn't be opposed to another round, but Clockwork wasn't his average ex.

Clockwork held the entire multiverse at the tip of his fingers, suspended on his amusement, and it could all be destroyed with a mere snap from the other. If he found disproved of even the slightest thing about how John was raising Danny, he could kill billions of people, or worse, he could take Danny away.

John feels cold dread grip his heart even as he laughs. "Of course, I can house you. I hope you won't find being in the human world too much hassle."

"Oh no. I have the perfect disguise to blend in with the humans." Clockwork assures, pulling out a pair of fetching glasses and a white cane. He places them on his head and taps his stick on the ground before grinning. John finds himself instantly spotting the same cocky curve to Danny's own grin, and his heart swells.

"Now, where is my boy? It's been years since I last saw him." Clockwork pauses before shrugging his head. "Or it's only been nine months in this realm. Still a long time for my son."

The Ancient snaps his fingers, ripping a portal open to the front of Danny's school. He offers his arm to the blond man, nodding toward Gotham Academy. The soft ring of the dismissal bells rings as students start pouring out of the front door in drones. Classes for the day have just ended.

"Come along, Johnny. Guide me." John shoots the Leauge an apologetic smile, knowing they will understand how important this visit is. He loops his arm through Clockwork, while heaving the man's bag over his other shoulder. The soft tapping of Clockwork's cane on the ground is the portal's only sound before it slams closed.

It cuts off the explosion of noise the Leauge makes, but with all those overlapping voices, John has no idea who said what.

Danny walks out of the school with Damian, Jon, and Colin, laughing and beaming at the younger boys. Clockwork pauses for a few seconds before he beams.

"You're doing a great job, Johnny." The Ancient says just as Danny's gaze locks on them. His face fumbles with ripples of emotion before lighting up in glee. He races towards them with a gutted shout, "Father!"

Clockwork opens his arms just as Danny slams into him. John steps back, but the Ancient grabs the sleeve of his trench coat and drags him into the hug.

"A really great job." The non-human whispers into John's ear. He feels a soft caress against his magic as if Clockwork was brushing the hair out of his face. His heart flutters softly, even as Danny beams at them, and various teenagers panic at his boy's beauty.

Something tells John that having his ex visiting won't be as bad as he initially thought.

[wombywoo]

shower time teaser for this week's p@treon post 💀🧼

[prayantis]

“Calvary”

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