#ITS BEEN YEARS!!!!!! GOSH!!!!!

[chiptrillino]

you mentioned youve been drawing for over 15 years,,, can i ask if you can show any older art?

im a rather young artist but ive been drawing for around 3 years so i feel very discouraged with my progress. around what time did you become comfortable with your art?

(ID in ALT text) at least i tried roughly i am sorry

this took me a while to reply, hope you are still around anon. I really mean it when i say "i have always been drawing". i could dig up even older drawings i did (courtesy of momerrino's inability to trow anything away) but sorting through that could take forever...

so here is a brief selection. some can be found when you go back to the beginnings of my tumblr here. or on my old DeviantArt account or twitter.

i was around 14 in 2009 i am 30 now. idk improving takes time and patience. and perhaps even to learn to appreciate your own pen ship.

[sollucets]

MY SCHOOL PRESIDENT || EPISODE 12

aired february 24th, 2023

[afterartist]

Drawing fanart so I can actively ignore the angst of th e latest episode

It took me longer then it should have but I was busy crying okay so shut

New fave origin btw, sorry phantom but ur irrelevant to me now

[zuiz41]

Sleepy IwaOi

[todoroki-simp26]

First time writing fanfic in like 10 years. No editor. I hope it is readable.

Summary; astarion asks Tav to use the tadpole to see the scares on his back. Pleads to help him ascend. Tav opens the link. But shows Astarion's memory of how she sees him.

Fluff. Possible ooc.

Astarion plead with Tav to help him. To help him ascend and be free. Tav is at a loss, for a moment. The other companions argue against Astarion in his decision to take Cazaord's place in the ritual. More than 7,000 souls will die. 6 being vampire spawns like he is. Brothers and sisters that grew and endured their torture together for last century or two with Astarion.

The companions tried to reason with Astarion and Tav. Astarion doesn't need to do this. That Tav doesn't need to help him. Tav's eyes stay on Astarion, while companions voice their disagreement with this ritual. Falling on deaf ears.

She watches him. Sees everything Astarion is feeling. How he shakes from anger, adrenaline from the fight. But also from something else... fear.

Astarion is afraid. Afraid of the what ifs. What if he isn't strong enough to protect them. But Tav knows he is. Seen Astarion in battle. Seen him outside of battle. As his lover, Tav had seen a side of him not many saw privilege. A side Astarion is still discovering himself.

Astarion asks Tav to use tadpole to send him the image. A few moment have passes. Astarion tries to manipulate Tav's big heart. By saying it will make him happy. Isn't that what she wants.

Silence falls in the chamber. Tav nods her head. Her other companions are shocked and try to argue their point, but Tav already closed her eyes and opened the link.

Tav links their minds to show Astarion is scared back. Astarion smiles and tries not wince at finally seeing it. Seeing how aggressive the scarring is and the feeling of the tadpole wiggling behind his eye. He needs to get details right. Ignoring the discomfort, Astarion focuses on the scare. Opening is eyes to see Cazador cowaring in front of him. Rage and satisfaction begin to fill Astarion, as he reaches to turn Cazador's back towards him. Having Cazaord curled into a ball in front of him. Looking pathetic.

Astarion pulls back the ritual knife back. Before he can begin craving, the image in his mind begins to shift into a memory. The link is more insistent on Astarion seeing the memory. Having his tadpole almost trash in his skull. Astarion holds his head as it begins to ache at the force of the link. Pressing the image into his eyes. What the hells is Tav doing? Trying to psychically drill it into his skull?

While Astarion is reacting to the tadpole link, Cazador's eyes shift at his surroundings. Concentration on Tav's face and the intensity of Astarion's cringe. Both of them with their eyes closed. Guard down. A perfect opportunity to escape. As Cazador looks for a clear exit, a pair of red hands land on his shoulders. He almost buckles from the weight, as they push into him. " I don't think so. Sit tight." Karlach smiles sweetly, with an understanding threat laced in her smile. A very hard pat to have him stay in his place on the floor. Almost making Cazaord fall onto his stomach on the floor. Carazaord snarls at the teifling

Lazel lifts her blade to glizances in Cazador's sight and gives a deathly glares at the weaken vampire lord. Daring him to move another muscle. Cazarod starts calling Karlach and Lazel some slurs. Lazel steps close and holds her blade to his neck. Pressing enough to push at skin to indent in the pressure of the blade, but not bleed. "Another word and I take your tongue. We are all done with your pathic whimpers."

"You wouldnt-' Cazador starts. Lazel with her quick movements, pulls out Cazador's tongue out. Enough for it to be painful at the stretch.

"Only warning." She snears before stepping back. Carazaord sat on his legs with a scowl.

"That was strangely too kind of you, Lazel. Letting him keep his tongue." Karlach comments from behind Cazador.

"He isn't mine to kill. Astarion has claim on his death. I hope he is smart enough to only claim his death." Lazel snears with a well hidden concern in her tone. Karlach nods in understanding.

Barely moment had passes. But when Astarion is back to paying attention to his surroundings. The grip on the blade he holds is less confidence and sure as before. What did Tav send him to have the spawn sway his mind within only a moment?

***

In the tadpole link, images change from Astarion's scaring on his back to seeing himself. The memories Tav has of Astarion.

First is the memory of one of their first days heading to bladurs gate. Astarion's back to Tav as he gets dressed. Sitting on their shared bedroll.

He freezes when he notices Tav. Looking over his shoulder to her. His back to her. Quickly, pulling his shirt over. Covering himself. Though, not a pose to be shirtless. He rather does not have people see his back.

"Sorry. Did I wake you?" Astarion softly whispers. His features soft and loving. Curls on his head a mess. Clearly only awoken himself. A moment of privacy and privilege to be able to share with Astarion.

The Tav's point of veiw shakes no. Astarion remembers Tav shaking her head when this memory was from his point of view. Astarion in the memory lips twist in thought. Hesitate for a brief moment of thought. "I was going to watch the sunrise... Care to join me?" His hand stretch out to Tav. The view point glances at the out stretched palm. Rolling toward a pillow to their left and looking at Astarion. Astarion chuckles at Tav.

"No, need for the cuddly pout. We can come back to cuddle afterwards....you don't have to join me, of course." Lowering his hand. Astarion stands from the bed and begins to approach the door.

"Of course I want to join." Tav comments. Astarion stops at tent and smiles down at her. His hands reaching for her. Tav puts her hand in his. The view blackens.

When there is vision again, it's of the sunrise. Obviously, skipping over journey and getting ready. The viewer turns to Astarion staring at the sun. His smile soft. His features calm. When he sees Tav staring. He smirks to her: "see something you like?" He teases. Slowly he relaxes against. Leaning on the railing for the abandoned building they set up camp. Tav sighs happily and goes back to watching sunrise.

The memory changes again. It's Astarion laughing hysterically at misfortune on Gale. The dinner that had boiled over and was bubbling everywhere. Gale tried to use magic to calm the pot. Only to ice spear the whole meal. Gale was pouting at the mess.

"Not helping" he barked at Astarion. Gale's cheeks red at embarrassment. Making a mess of the meal and a silly mistake of the ice magic.

"Good, it wasn't meant to." Astarion teased. But Astarion's amusement changed when he saw genuine destress in Gale's face. Dinner was clearly ruined. Gale prides himself on having meal ready for those that adventures out that day.

Astarion spots Tav watching. Rolling his eyes. He waves his hands to shoo the party off. He mouths to come back in an hour to their leader; Tav.

"Calm yourself, wizard. I doubt they will be back for another hour or so. Plenty of time for you to fix something editable." Astarion says at a slightly louder tone than usual. Knowing Tav will hear and get the message. Astarion started helping to start dinner again for the wizard. He threw a few ingredients onto the clean part of the table and moved the spoiled dinner out of the way.

Lucky Tav was ahead of the party. Telling them she remembers

Gale looked up at Astarion. "You're right." Gale admits and begins to start cooking.

"I always am." Astarion insists. His chest puff out in mocking pride. Astarion stayed near Gale. Leading a hand here and there, but not making it obvious to the wizard. For when Gale puts all this thoughts to something, he can miss small details. Like another set of hands, food appearing when it wasn't there before.

Another change of scene. This time when they met Yanna. Astarion scoffed at her to get lost. Tav elbowed him and gave him a soft glare. She then lowered herself to be at eye level in front of Yanna and asking what was the matter. Upon hearing the girl's mother was gone. Likely dead from the small amount of details Yanna gave. Tav thought of how to help the girl. While in thought, she felt a small weight being put in her pocket. Turning to Astarion trying to look casual and failing. Tav opened her pocket to find spare bag of rashions in her pocket. Tav present the bag of food to the girl. Yanna thanked her and left. Astarion made a fuss of feeding another stray. Tav looked at him. His eyes refusing to meet hers. His pale ears are slightly pink. Tav had smug knowing grin on her face.

Tav leaned into his ear; "you big softy." She teased. Astarion huffed and muttered he had no idea what she was talking about. Stomping ahead of Tav to get away from her smugness.

When Yanna joined their camp, a few days later. Astarion pretended to be annoyed. But he gave Yanna a spare bedroll that he happened to 'just have on him'. Astarion made sure Yana felt safe and that even Grubs was safe next to her. When Grubs hissed at Astarion getting too close. Astarion grumbled; "I hate people getting too close too. You'll get used to it." Grubs lets out a soft little mewo. Astarion responded to the mewo; " Yeah, they are alright. They will respect your boundaries. Even Karlach, that's loud and touchy, will back off if you ask." Astarion never used animal speech potion or scroll as he saw it was a waste of magic. He just responded to the cats mewo as if he understood. He had a feeling about what the cat was saying to him.

The last moments that Tav showed Astarion of her memories. Astarion helping Tav when she was injuries. He soothed her and made sure she was calm. When Tav was healed enough. Astarion held her. Hush her. Making a few sassy comments to make her laugh even a little. "Stop bleeding, it's very distracting."

Astarion saving Tav's skin in a fight. He smiled and helped her to her feet. "Always need saving" he teased.

Astarion being confronted by the prisoners outside the ritual chamber, less than hour ago. Tav promising to let them free. Seeing the fear and a moment of regret. Debating with himself if he should free them. Give away his only chance to walk in the sun again. Forever lose the sun and be trapped in the shadows. To not be fully able to protect Tav.

Astarion being silent as he though that about the future beyond the door ahead of him. Clearly swaying between ritual and ascending and helping prisons. Trying to slyly look back at the prison. A moment of regret and hesitation until he sees Cazaord waiting for him at ritual. A wicked smile as he spots Astarion. Hesitation gone. Now filled with hatred and rage. Astarion marches downstairs. His eyes are not leaving Cazaord's.

Finally, Tav showed him her point of view with their first conversation about the Ascension. Tav telling Astarion that he is better person than Cazador. Astarion dismissed the kind comment as being praised for petting bunnies. An eye roll to Tav before going back to topic of ascending.

Tav took back the images of her memories and sent Astarion words: I know you. You are good man.

***

The link broke. Astarion stared at cowaring Cazador in front of him.

He looked to Tav. He finally saw his face. After 200 years. But most of all. He saw how Tav saw him.

Astarion knew Tav was there when she assumed him none the wiser. He didn't mind her being there in those private moments. Minutes later he would sneaking up on her and catching her trying to hide.

But now he had confirmation on how Tav saw him. What she thought he could be. A good man. He still doesn't fully believe it himself. But he knows Tav believes in him....and that is strangely enough for Astarion.

Astarion eyes shift to floor near Cazador. " You're right....I can be better than him." He smiled softly. Eyes lock onto Cazaord. Who has a snarky smile, thinking astarion post his nerve. Astarion positions his knife and smiles wickly at him. " but I'm not above enjoying this!"

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

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You know what sucks? Starting out liking a character but then seeing so many terrible takes about them and watching them be used to bash on your favorite character both by fans an the narrative until you not only no longer enjoy that character but you have trouble interacting with people who talk about them positively because it's almost always paired with bashing your fave and watering them down or demonizing them in favor of making that character into the greatest thing that ever happened

[waerwena]

[redrobin-detective]

Iruma-kun, the Six Fingers and Humanity

I have been mulling over this idea for days as I devoured the Iruma-kun anime then manga and am still struggling to articulate it. The best I can boil down to is the whole goal of the Six Fingers and the return to origins is, unbeknownst to them, a desire to become more human.

I can understand, in a way, their frustration. Demons used to be merciless killers, where the strong surpassed the weak and magic, aggression and power won the day. Now we see they have idol concerts and theme parks and silly games to help demons safely purge their “wickedness” which is, in reality just another part of their nature. The majority of modern day demons deny a large part of themselves. The whole idea of a wicked cycle is endlessly fascinating to me, like this species has compartmentalized themselves so much that their pent up darker impulses periodically spring out and require them to be handled gently or hidden away. I can see how this practice is insulting and incredibly restrictive of what a demon is.

Now, right from the start, Iruma has stood out in the demon world for a few reasons. First and most obviously, he lacks any practical or cultural knowledge of demonic society. We see Iruma ignorantly stride past social norms and boundaries he didn’t even know existed. If it weren’t for his upbeat, people pleasing attitude he’d be written off as a delinquent but instead he helps foster an environment of change in a bunch of slackers and misguided students. And change is a radical concept in a society that hasn’t replaced the demon king in centuries since the old one disappeared. The effect of Iruma’s very presence, his enthusiasm and attitude and cooperative abilities can be seen so strongly on the Misfit class that its no wonder he’s become such a stand out student.

So I had heard of Irumean when I first started the series and had high expectations of him being a full on bastard. And he simply wasn’t. He was arrogant, reckless, rude at the worst but even those around him commented that his innate, unnatural kindness was still there. I argue because Irumean was never a true wicked cycle. It was Ali-san’s attempt to induce a demonic ritual onto him. But humans aren’t like demons, Iruma is a good, kind, patient boy due to his trauma and strength of character. At any point he could lash out in the most horrific fashion and leave everyone stunned because he is not bound such such strict rules of personality and conduct. His humanity is as much a strength as it is a weakness.

So according to recent chapters, Iruma has traces of Delkira’s energy. My first thought was that it was emanating from Ali-san, which is a distinct possibility but why was the ring attracted to Iruma in the first place? My next theory is that Delkira had some connection to humans as well. Either he’s a hafling or a demonized human or spent a significant amount of time in the human world. Either way, this human perspective is what made him so powerful, such an irreplaceable leader that his throne has remained empty for so long. One could even argue that the energy that the Six Fingers identify as ‘Delkira’ is actually just ‘human’ since the King’s energy is familiar while a human’s is not.

My whole round about point I’m doing a very poor job of explaining essentially boils down to, demons want to return to their origins to have more control over their baser instincts. Instincts and free will that humans, such as Iruma, possess naturally. But while Iruma has the capability for great evil, unrestrained by a set cycle, he also has such an overflowing well of love in him. Delkira, what little we’ve seen of him comes across as brash, fickle and cruel. You may note those are human traits as well. But Iruma also leads with kindness, dedication and teamwork. He will make a marvelous King because the humanity he brings to the table will help all of demonkind.

I do believe as the manga progresses we will see Iruma’s humanity become a  game changer in the battle against the Six Fingers. How he sees the world (both human and demon), how he interacts and inspires others, how he fights. Reaching a point where not only does Iruma stand up for himself but he is forced to cause harm (and by consequence addressing his people pleasing trauma) and behave in a manner not seen by demons outside of their wicked cycle. When he does, years down the road, become King, I believe he will address the concerns of factions like the Six Fingers. Demons are not meant to be fully contained but cannot be allowed to run rampant. With his feet in both worlds, I believe he will be able to balance both opposing views and ‘heal’ the underworld as the prophecy states. Not just from the instability of the Six Fingers but from this bizarre evolutionary cycle demons have fallen into over the centuries.

[ghosttrolls]

im not even sure why i logged onto this account today i just did. hope thats cool. idk if ill be back tomorrow

[psychicbluebirdmiracle]

I still think it's crazy whenever i think about how Joey Richter has been a favorite actor of mine ever since the first day his first episode of Jesse aired on disney channel 11 years ago and I watched it and immediately latched onto officer petey with him staying my favorite (tied with creepy connie) for the whole show and I literally started screaming when youtube threw tgwdlm in my recommendations and I immediately recognized him like how has this man just always been a comfort actor to me since I was a kid lol I just keep finding him places

[daydreamdoodles]

The "an old friend's pickaxe" artifact makes me want to lay on the floor

[frozenhi-chews]

I still find it both funny and terrifying that FNaF is set in my home state. Picking up the books and seeing it's set in UTAH made me freak out.

Why Utah?! Why HURRICANE of all places? Why does the events of this game take place south of me? I COULD POTENTIALLY MEET SPRINGTRAP.

HELP

[loremastering]

thanks to the encouragement of friends <3 i've had an idea for a story heavy but also low key, non committal rp kin i'd like to share to gauge interest.

Premise: Brigand kin with a mostly man theme (original I know but bear with me) but other races will be welcomed. Open to characters considered outcasts, trying to make ends meet, or just want to live on the edge. Perhaps others. Probably set in Bree-Land for its accessibility and richness of landscape. But moves to other regions could happen. Initiation would require a trial or three. Assignments will be given by the leaders such as reconnaissance, getting money (by whatever means necessary!) and other stuff.

Discord: I'll be making a separate discord for it as I want to encourage creativity beyond the game. I have an idea to do a writing or art prompt each month to connect with your characters more.

Mechanics: Very story focused. Plots would happen every few years perhaps, with bi annual mini events (or one) and a meeting hosted by the leaders every other month. Each event will have something to drive the story, whatever that ends up being.

Availability: I want this to be low-key and not something that people feel like they have to commit to, hence the long times in between plots and events. And adding things you can do on discord on your own time. If enough interest happens I might put a cap on membership too. That's all I got for now but i'd love to hear feedback or just emote reactions even to see if this is something people think might be fun. I'd like to set the story for it at least sometime next year.

[lordofthesillystraws]

its officially been a year since i made this image, also marking one full year of Osomatsu-san brainrot, so i made these two things to celebrate

[derekgoffard]

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[mbat]

every day i am so glad g3 came out btw. there was such a stretch of time where i thought that monster high as a franchise was dead, which was so weird when it was such a game changer to the doll scene when it came out! there was no news and there was barely anything to speculate over, and like a miracle that changed and there was stuff to look forward to :] also its been honestly pretty great imo, i really love g3. i just love that this franchise is continuing and that its so good at the same time!