#OOOOHOHOHO

[rainbowgod666]

HANG ON

Good news, fellow artists! Nightshade has finally been released by the UChicago team! If you aren't aware of what Nightshade is, it's a tool that helps poison AI datasets so that the model "sees" something different from what an image actually depicts. It's the same team that released Glaze, which helps protect art against style mimicry (aka those finetuned models that try to rip off a specific artist). As they show in their paper, even a hundred poisoned concepts make a huge difference.

(Reminder that glazing your art is more important than nighshading it, as they mention in their tweets above, so when you're uploading your art, try to glaze it at the very least.)

[ratkiing]

@eclipsemuses sent : [ inspection ] sender holds receiver's face while inspecting an injury they got / xoxo mac

alright, he may have over-reacted a little bit earlier. but in his defense, dennis was being a bitch and charlie was getting sick of it. so he lashed out, a bit more than he should have, which only escalated the situation. a few shoves back and forth ended up turning into a full on fist fight which is how charlie got here: a quickly developing black eye and a busted eyebrow. he's thankful, at least, that dennis looked worse than him ... or at least he thinks he did. he didn't really get a great look at him as dee dragged him out of the bar.

he sat on a bar stool, nursing a heavy pour of whatever liquor he was able to get his hands on first. vodka, he thinks ... something clear. soon mac is pulling a stool up closer to him, leaning in and taking a look at his face. "dude, i'm fine. i've had worse." he mumbles as he takes another sip of his drink. "you don't have to be all worried and shi-" the words quickly die in his mouth though as soon as he feels mac's hands gently grip his jaw, holding his head in place. green eyes meet brown and he swallows hard, clearing his throat. "seriously man, i'm okay. you don't have to get all worried or whatever."

[jellysnail-draws]

~ 😈

[tanjir0se]

Oh my god mutuals you are all so so cruel to poor Giyuu and you have inspired me cause what if I do all of your ideas at once

So what if initially he appears as a Hashira, Giyuu is like half conscious and barely recognizing its him until he sees the Mask. So he’s sort of the representation of Giyuu’s idea of him, as an adult and a Hashira, regal and like almost otherworldly and whatever behind the mask. And Giyuu just kinda chilling accepting Sabito yelling at him for dying and accepting death because it means he’ll be with Sabito again

So THEN Sabito lifts the mask to show his face all bloody and disfigured and ghost-like. Giyuu is like frightened by his appearance and is like oh wait! shit. Dying is bad actually. I forgot lol

And ONLY then does Sabito finally show himself as he was to Giyuu, looking the same as when he lost him. No Hashira uniform just his old outfit and haori. Like a full circle he can finally accept his memory kind of thing. Just a boy, eternally, Sabito never got his Someday but Giyuu still can!!!

And scene

[nico-sdv-archives]

Mhm, at the end of every fall! There's usually a big festival, the whole town gets in on it!

What is halloween

- @not-an-alien-milo

Ooh! It's a huge festival that originated from Samhain*, where people would disguise themselves amongst monsters and other supernatual beings by dressing up! Then we added in the tradition of either receiving goods or causing chaos, which turned into trick or treating!

Now, people have parties and lots of fun costumes, and it's seen as more of a fun event than the originaal disguises it was!

(* pronounced saw-win)

[merkerlerspeaks]

Biting clawing scratching the agent that fired the gun btw

[sonicunleash]

checked the poll A WIN FOR KITCHEN SCAVENGES

[eggs-can-draw]

SHUICHI

[magickpancakes]

Oooohohoho got a redraw for ya!

Is Springle the clown rat!! (Any and all pronouns) origional below :3

Mmmmm them paws are atrocious. I did change some colors around in the redraw, to balance it out better.

[tmwcs]

Hi Reina!!! <33 what would be Heethan reaction if they were to a mariage and when the it's time to throw the bouquet, reader caught the bouquet? (as you may know that if we catch the bouquet we are supposed to get married) I love you so much you're my favorite writer <33

🦝 anon

oooohohoho this is juicy! I’m gonna answer in great detail!

First off, he’d make sure you both attend a friends wedding with you dressed to the nines, despite you not being the bride. You’re the most beautiful girl in his eyes and even though he has you all to himself, he likes to show you off. ;)

He’d watch over you like a hawk the entire time. If anyone dares to approach and ask you to dance, they’re going to meet an unpleasant end after this wedding.

his eyes are going to watch you with an expression of desire and yearning. You look too good, and he’s going to stand off to the side leaned up against a wall in his tux, head tilted and smirking. he won’t ever be more than 3-5 feet away from you.

you stand among a group of friends, not really intending on participating in the traditional event. You stood off the side and watched all the other girls reaching up and yelling out to the bride, desperate to get their hands on that bouquet.

the bride turns around, her back facing the eager crowd and she closes her eyes and swings her hands over her head. Her lack of coordination and aim caused the bouquet to lapse over to the side and fly directly in your direction. you gently catch the bouquet with wide eyes and a surprise expression. 😲

The girls all pout and frown as they see you holding the large bouquet. It’s heavier than how it looks. You look up at the crowd with your lips stuttering, trying to find the words to calm them.

suddenly, you feel yourself being thrashed away. Pulled at the waist, you’ gasp out your breath and become shook by being taken away from the audience.

Dragged away, everyone stood with wide eyes, just as shocked as you when you slowly disappear. You only see his backside as he continues to pull you through the rows of parked cars, until he gets to his own.

his movements and level of force nearly had you convinced that he was angry. But for what? It wasn’t as if you intentionally tried to catch the bouquet.

he throws you into the seat, before getting in and starting the car. His eyes are stern, he displays no smile and doesn’t say a thing. To make matters even more frightening, he steered the wheel with one hand while he maintained a strong hold on your neck, slightly having you leaned in, facing him, over the center console. “Babe? Heeseung? Please….why won’t you talk to me?”

he keeps his eyes on the road. His silence wasn’t the only thing that was constant, he didn’t bother to look at you the entire drive, only staring dead at the road. Your body halfway twisted as he kept you in close proximity over the center, your rear bed barely touching the seat, you start to feel sore and uncomfortable. Why won’t he say anything? Was he angry that you caught the bouquet without his permission?

the drive finally ends and he quickly unbuckles his seatbelt and gets out, dragging you along with him. You’re in an unfamiliar setting and grow more fearful as he takes you inside a building.

A desk at the front is before you. There stands a lone woman who greets the both of you as you entered. “Hello, what can I help you with?”

“you have a a magistrate available?” His tone is deep and stern, just like his eyes.

“Why yes sir, are you seeking our walk in services?”

He quickly answers, ensuring that you stand behind either his hand gripped around your wrist. He fills out some documents, while the woman comes back to the lobby with the magistrate. “Hello there! What a lovely couple. My assistant has told me you are looking to seal your vows and need your marriage officiated, and that you’re in a hurry?”

Heeseung nods without looking at the minister, who willfully agrees to officiate your ‘wedding’ through a high level of kindness and understanding. “I’ll be happy to do that for you both. Do you have anyone to stand and bear witness to the ceremony?” Heeseung nods once more and just then, the door opens. Six young men enter, one of which was Jake.

“H-Heeseung….” You stutter as he drags you behind him, following the minister. “Heeseung!” You whisper desperately after experiencing his ignorant behavior once more.

He stands you across from him. The pastel beige colored dress served as your bridal gown as he joined his hands with yours, and the minister begins his introduction. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today…” Heeseung’s hands tighten around yours, and you stand confused and scared. Is he seriously going to make you marry him right now? In this way? What about his agreeing in letting you finish college? Why? All because you bc sight a bouquet?

The minister asks Heeseung to repeat the vows. When it came to your turn, he strategically tugs on your palms, causing you to hiccup an “I do.” Never allowing the minister to suspect the use of force that was present. “I hereby announce you as husband, and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”

The six young men all cheer and chant Heeseung’s name as he pulls you by the neck into a passionate kiss. Just as quickly as he brought you in, he took you right back out upon finalizing the rightful procedures and signing the marriage license. All of his friends continue their chant as they trailed behind and followed closely behind you both.

He pulls you back inside the car, holds you by the neck for the final time and pulls you into a kiss. Pausing, he whispers against your pout with a grin…

“Catching bouquets, are we?” He slaps another kiss on your lips. “I thought you wanted to wait until you finished college. Guess you couldn’t wait.”

You tried to object and set the record straight but he wouldn’t let you. He grips your mouth into a full make out. “You know what comes next after marriage baby?”

You shake your head. “Heeseung no…”

“Oh yes.”

His eyes couldn’t hide it. You knew better that this man, while carrying the potential of being a great father, merely only wanted to put his deed inside you to trap you for all eternity, ensuring that you could never leave even if you had wanted to. The thought of marrying him and having his baby was a dream that you wanted to experience the traditional way and I due time, but not like this. “Heeseung no…not like this.”

“It’s so damn cute that you—“ kissing you once again, he pauses as he tucks your hair behind an ear. “think you have a choice.”

Your eyes sting with the tears coming through. “You wouldn’t want to break the traditions of marriage, would you? After all…”

He leans closer. “You’re the one that caught the bouquet. And I’m a man that doesn’t like tie waste time, especially with my pretty wife.” Grabbing on to your thigh, he pulls you into the backseat and crawls onto of you. Grinning darkly, he looks down at you with a taunting smile that took pity on your helpless appearance. “Now, lay there and watch me fuck a baby inside you. I’ll make you into a mommy, make you quit school, and be my perfect stay at home wife and mother to our children. I’ll take care of everything else. You will stay safe and forever be near me. I’m going to watch my baby grow inside you. You’re going to be my perfect soulmate.”

He goes on and on. You see the insanity of his obsession and love for you, and it scares you to death. “I want you to always remember this y/n…you did this to me. You have this effect and made me crave you. This is all your fault and I’m going to remind you every single day.”

Your breath hitches. “Heeseung…it’s not my fault that I was born the way that I am. I never asked for this…for you to choose me. Please take it easy.”

He smirks again. “Oh pretty…maybe you shouldn’t have been born then? Maybe in the next life, you should remember that. But if you still come into the world, don’t worry, I’ll come find you and make you mine again.”

[the-raven-lady]

Okay, I saw your reply to the shibari kink rating thing and now I have to know: Which primarch would look best in shibari?

"groggy this morning, let's check Tumblr-"

oooohohoho alright, bear with me because this one has set up: Rogal Dorn.

Picture, if you will, the chill of the palace at night. Nothing compared to the harsh winds and brutal cold of Inwit, but it doesn't have to.

Smack!

He doesn't even grimace. How disciplined. You admire the handiwork of the heart you tied above his pectorals that accentuates the pillowy muscle there. It would take no effort at all on his part to snap the golden ropes holding him, binding his chest to his limbs.

But he doesn't. Such a good boy.

You drag the riding crop over the spot on his thigh you'd just impacted, tutting in disappointment as the redness has already disappeared. That just won't do.

Smack!

The crop lands higher up on his thigh, and you can see how his cock jumps from the blow. It's been an angry red since you started this hours ago, precum leaking onto the floor in a steady dribble. Dorn's breath hitches.

You worried that Dorn would grow tired of this by now and request to be unbound (or simply break out himself), but the rapt attention in his glowing brown eyes convinces you to continue for just a bit longer. You drag the crop up the underside of his twitching cock and meet his gaze. Even on the stoic Praetorian, it can only be described as reverent.

Smack!

[wazzappp]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

Holiday 500 fic #5

@wazzappp's prompt! The way this worked out, I'm absolutely going to fit it into the Operation Pimp My Ride fic once I get back to working on it. I had to stop myself from writing more and continuing to some confrontation because I wanted to keep reasonably close to 500 words. Your prompt was 500% my shit and I included a lil' foreshadowing to your mandible idea as well <3

Jaime had just enough time to get to the half bathroom in the Kord mansion's entryway before his teeth started falling out of their sockets. 

“Khaji?” He paused and spat into the sink. There was a tinking noise that he ignored. A glance confirmed that there wasn't any blood. Yet. “What’s going on, Khaji!?”

Please standby, it murmured. Jaime felt Khaji’s grip around his vertebra tighten along with the muscles in his back. 

Shit.

“What do you mean stand–”

His jaw shifted. More teeth fell into the sink, molars this time. It hurt now.

Jaime wanted to grind his teeth, but he couldn't because half of them were in the sink and–

His palate crunched, deepening into his skull somehow. 

Garbled expletives shot from Jaime’s mouth, flecking spit onto the mirror. Still no blood. It felt like there should be. Beneath his tongue, the floor of his mouth swelled. Throbbing pressure built in Jaime’s top and bottom jaws.

Jaime screamed, low and wet and rasping in the back of his throat. He gripped the porcelain bowl of the sink. It cracked. “Khajiiiii…”

I am sorry, Jaime. Please standby. I am accelerating the process as much as is safe. Khaji apologized like Jaime’s mother had when he’d been a child and she’d given him bad tasting medicine.

The bones of his mouth erupted along with Jaime’s last teeth. Sharp pain lanced through soft tissues. Jaime focused on his breathing. Khaji was regulating it. In through his nose, out– wetly –through his mouth. Slow, steady, absolutely not panicking. Blood finally welled from his gums and he leaned over the sink so it flowed from his mouth and down the drain.

This is the final stage, Jaime, Khaji warned.

The cutting pain stopped for a brief, beautiful moment before it was repealed with burning. Something was growing in, cauterizing into being from Jaime’s gums just like the scarab’s carapace had over his body on initialization. He clenched the teeth that had emerged and exhaled steam. 

It was done. The pain was gone like it had never been. A blanket pulled out from under his feet leaving him unsure and unsteady. 

Beneath his tongue, Jaime could still feel two masses next to both sides of his jaw. His tongue didn't feel any different at least. Maybe– as Jaime opened his eyes, looked up into the mirror, and stuck it out –maybe his tongue wasn’t as thick as it used to be. He ran it along his teeth, and for a moment held his breath. 

They weren't his anymore. 

A glance at the contents of the sink confirmed that fact.

Jaime took another breath, held it, and let it go as he looked back into the mirror. He barred the new teeth in his mouth in a vicious grin.

They were pointed, serrated like a saw blade, and as he looked closer, Jaime realized that each point was its own small tooth. With a finger, Jaime pulled back his cheek to look at his back teeth. Instead of molars, there was a double row of saw teeth. He had so many teeth. And as he looked, he realized that there was a ridge on the inside of his lower jaw. Right under where his tongue seemed to want to naturally rest. The ridge seemed to be partially covering whatever was inside the lumps on the floor of his mouth.

Khaji was regulating his breathing again.

[kergoscanvas]

Some random disc case I found for a Cyborg 009 anime audio drama thingy (I think??)

Oooohohoho but I was in it for Joe here 😏

[superxstarzz]

I've wanted to know if there are any fun character based fusions you haven't done class fusions for, but want to, I'm a sucker for those :3

OOOOHOHOHO!!! FINALLY!!!! AN EXCUSE TO MAKE SPRITESTUCK REAL!!!!! aaaand I am now realizing I didn't draw them god tiered. god. damn it. WHATEVER HERES THEM AND THE REST OF THEIR GOD TIERS!!!!!

[thescarletnargacuga]

So could you write a poly fic between Caine Jax and Pomni?

Maybe one where Jax and Pomni keep making Caine flustered (in their own ways) during adventures, so Caine decides he is going to be the one to fluster them for once during a private adventure between the three of them.

They all are in a consenting and loving poly relationship (just felt the need to say that with all the other crazy anons going around 😂)

A/N: always good to clarify! And thank you for letting me know that it's a throuple poly ship, because polys can work in a lot of different ways

MY TURN

A FUNNYBUNNYSHOW ONESHOT

WARNING: suggestive, power dynamic

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"That was another great adventure, Ringmaster." Pomni flirtatiously emphasized Caine's title after everyone had received an award for participating in today's adventure.

Caine smiled, a light blush displayed around the sides of his face. "Aw, shucks, Pomni. Thank-woah!"

"We had a lot of fun sneaking off to be alone." Jax pulled Caine down by his foot until he was taller than the floating AI. "Too bad you weren't there to join us." He arched a brow suggestively.

Caine flustered, gripping his cane with both hands and holding it in front of him like he was trying to hide behind it. "Oh! Um, you know I can't. Eheh, The- the adventures are....are just for..." He couldn't focus on what he was saying. Jax and Pomni were closing in on him. He felt cornered, despite that he could teleport away at any time.

"What's the matter, Caine? Humans too hot for you to handle?" Jax chuckled, looming over Caine.

"I think we blue screened him." Pomni smirked.

"More like red-screened. Look how hard he's blushing." Jax slowly moved his hand up Caine's leg.

"Adorable." Pomni traced a finger down Caine's lower jaw.

"Uh!! I'm not-! Oh dear goodness-" Caine shuddered. "You two are being extraordinarily friendly today. I'm glad the adventure was to your.....liking." He was very much enjoying the touches.

"Like Jax said, we had time to ourselves. It's done wonders for our mood, and we wanted to thank you." Pomni kissed Caine's lower jaw while Jax kissed the side of Caine's upper jaw.

Caine's hat flipped off his head and a mushroom cloud of confetti exploded out of it, raining all over the three of them. He hovered low to the ground, eyes blue with white text scrolling across. His hat slowly wandered away from him.

Pomni laughed. "You were right, he did error out."

"Told ya." Jax and Pomni bumped fists. "We should totally leave him like this."

"That's so mean...let's do it." She and Jax bolted while Caine was still rebooting.

Caine came back upside down, confetti everywhere and his hat flying away from him. His code still felt all kinds of tingly to the point of making him lightheaded. "Gadzooks.....wait-" He looked around and quickly uprighted himself. "Where'd they go?" It slowly dawned on him what they just did. "Those two!! They-! Oooohohoho, so that's how it's going to be."

Caine's hat snapped back into place and he adjusted his suit. "It seems some of my cast members need a reminder of their place at the circus, and why I am the Ringmaster." He teleported away.

~

The next adventure, everyone except Jax and Pomni were sent off. The two trouble makers kept glancing at each other, wondering what revenge plot Caine had in store for their teasing the other day. They knew they were in for something.

"What's today's adventure?" Pomni asked innocently.

"You're about to find out." Caine snapped and a second portal promptly appeared. "After you." He gestures for them to go through.

Jax boldly stepped forward first. He went through the portal, only to find himself in a small restaurant. No NPCs, it was very quiet and quaint. Pomni came through a few seconds later and he gestures to the room. "Well, this doesn't look like much."

Caine came through and the portal vanished. "I would just like a little sit down with you two. When was the last time we were on a simple date?" He snapped his fingers and food appeared on the plates, no servers came.

"Okay, what's the catch?" Jax crossed his arms. Pomni wanted to know too, so she looked at Caine questioningly.

Caine smiled warmly, his hands behind his back. "Why would there need to be a catch? I would just like to enjoy a meal with my favorite humans." His voice was smooth as silk, giving nothing away.

Jax and Pomni looked at each other nervously. Caine's oddly calm demeanor put them on edge, but they sat at the table. Caine sat in the air between them. Jax inspected his foods suspiciously. Pomni didn't touch hers at all. Caine sat quietly, lounging back.

"Seriously. What have you done?" Jax pressed.

"Why so suspicious? Have you done something that deserves retaliation?" Caine asked with a smirk in his voice.

"Cut the crap.I know you're up to something." Jax narrowed his eyes at Caine.

Caine shrugged. "If you say so."

"Caine," Pomni spoke up. "We were just teasing yesterday. You're not mad, are you?"

"No, my dear. I'm not upset." Caine answered genuinely. "Yesterday was fun, if a bit ultimately frustrating, but that's the way the game is played."

Reassured, Jax and Pomni ate what was served. It was a very well prepared three course meal. Surprisingly delicious for digital food. They eased into fun conversation, putting aside their worries.

After dessert was devoured and after dinner drinks were served, Caine smiled at each of his partners. "Tell me....do you remember what Ringmaster means?"

"uh... That you're in charge of the Circus?" Pomni answered with a confused lilt.

"Indeed." Caine sat forward, resting his elbows on the table, his chin on his hands. "But do you think that's...it?"

Jax started to feel fuzzy. He slammed his drink down. "I KNEW IT! WHAT WAS IN THAT FOOD!?"

"Nothing. Calm yourself." Caine didn't even look at Jax and the rabbit immediately felt woozy. "I create everything in this world, down to the last pixel. Therefore, it is mine to command. And when you consume what is mine...I have influence over the code that makes up your very being. If only for a time."

Pomni felt it too. A warmth in her core spreading out and making her hot under the collar. "What are you...doing?" Her breathing became heavy.

"Showing you two exactly who you're messing with." Caine smiled to himself, focusing on the codes inside Pomni and Jax.

Jax tried to get up. "You...little..."

"Sit." Caine said firmly.

Jax immediately fell back into his chair and couldn't find the strength to get up again. He felt tingles up his thighs and chest, making him squirm in his seat. "[%$!#]" He moaned.

Pomni covered her mouth and gripped the table cloth. Her legs quivered as she squeezed them together. Muffled gasps and moans escaped her throat. The pleasure she was feeling was indescribable.

There was a subtle glow to Caine's eyes. "Good...very good..."

Jax gripped the table's edge, throwing his head back. "Nnngh! Caine-... you-" He gasped.

"Use your words, Jax." Caine said, relaxed as ever.

"More..." Jax whined.

"Pomni?" Caine looked at her.

She nodded, nearly crossed eyed.

Caine snapped and both his partners fell apart. They cried out in pleasure and fell out of their seats. Caine willed away the table and watched his partners catch their breath on the floor. "What have we learned?"

"To never say no to dinner." Jax laughed, still panting.

Caine snapped again. Jax and Pomni rose to their knees by Caine's telekinesis. He held them both gently by the chin. "I love both of you very, very much....but do that do me again, and I'll have to remind you of who I am, won't I?"

Jax and Pomni nodded, looking up at Caine with hazey eyes.

[eyesore-boi]

Haha this was worth doing this set in the middle of my finals week haha not reallyyy :']

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Ohohoho things are going wrooooooong :]]

Other than that tho not much else to say! Tried to get one last set out before the end of the year, and y e a h maybe wasn't that smart of a choice to do so during finals week, but it's fiiiine it looks fiiiiine-

But yeah honestly I will say not too much goin on here, just showing how a lil fucked Tim is rn, power completely going out, and other then that, I won't say much else, but...I am v e r y excited for the next set, so you'll just hafta wait and seeeeee :]]]