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olive-otterton · 3 months ago
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Hey! Saw your post about the fanfic you're working on, you mentioned that your oc is a billford oc? What do you mean by that exactly? I'm so intrigued! Always love hearing people gush about their ocs and projects, tell me more!! :)
OMG YES- I didn't think I'd get a reply lolll
Ok- so I mean that in the sense of my oc is their kid. Sonar (the oc) was made by Bill by mixing their DNA (he stole Ford's lol) and incubating that (picture several timez's test tube situation)
Bill kind of realized Ford was starting to catch on and decided to make a vessel for himself in case he needed something to posses on Earth to get to the portal on his own. Add in the biological aspect of (theoretically) retaining his powers and he was very interested in creating Sonar.
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He didn't realize/didn't care that creating an affront to nature would cause the creation a great deal of pain, and Sonar's left eye is legally considered blind as well as when he over-uses his powers he overheats like a shitty laptop and will get very very sick. He has limited powers that include telepathy, dream invasion, and minor clairvoyance. Basically, he can see into the future if he REAAALLY tries but will be benched for like a week if he uses it at ALL. Telepathy is easy for him and dream invasion is second nature. Sometimes it'll happen on accident if he has high emotion, but he can't dream himself. If he chooses to dream while asleep, it's just him talking to himself lol- he's constantly lucid dreaming, and wakes up a little more tired than he would've normally.
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I've been playing with the idea of, since he should never ever existed, his powers are unstable. Not powerful, but unstable. When he overuses them to the point of minor-moderate physical harm, it will threaten to create rifts. These are very small and need extra force to expand large enough to allow anything humanoid through.
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Another silly idea is him having a third eye when he is clairvoyancing lol. Like Bill's copy pasted onto his forehead- mostly bc it looks cool but it could have story impacts depending on where I decide to go with his powers. If his powers are his own, then I won't do much with it. But if it's an extension of Bill's powers, than maybe I could do something with it- idk lol
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(Can you tell I didn't know how to pose Ford for this? ^)
OKAY ONTO HIM AS A PERSON- Sonar grew up in the Nightmare Realm and was born empathetic which caused him to be ostracized by his peers (I added a whole bunch of lore to the NR but we're not here for that) and would stay inside working his way through all the human media Bill had around. He got REAL obsessed with trying to make art, and is sometimes in a band(folk rock/hyper punk) depending on what I want to do with him, but he was always upset his art never felt 'human'. He's a bundle of social anxiety with legs and is generally regarded as strange (which doesn't help him feeling alien). He's very eager to please and tries to stay positive, ending up being the protective one of the Pines family when it comes to the mystery twins (since as a kid he had no one to protect him, so he ends up babying the kids of the shack so he can keep them from ending up like him).
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In THIS specific fanfic, he ends up being Stan's right hand man and also pretend son. Stan fabricates a birth certificate and other stuff for him so he doesn't have to worry about the government being like "wait a minute", helping Stan out with the portal but not really being super helpful since (while he has very crazy knowledge about inter-dimensional societies) he has no real knowledge about building a dam portal and is more like a Stan2(who reaches under the couch bc bro's back is too bad lol) when it comes to the portal.
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*HEAVILY BREATHING* Okay- *HUFF* I think that's all of it-
Come back anytime you need inane ramblings about any given topic or shitty poetry <3 And thank you for reading my yappening lol, I genuinely got SO excited when I saw someone ask me about my boy and was smiling ear to ear
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jel-jel-jel · 4 months ago
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for the marinacht truthers out there. can anybody hear me
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inkskinned · 1 year ago
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i got my isbn today for the book. 8 months to go. my mom and i were talking about what the next steps are. i was eating trail mix, standing on one foot, phone tucked into my ear.
"yeah," i said. "the problem is that tumblr as a market is like, not something that can be studied." there's this weird wave of nostalgia and affection for this place that came up over me: how lovely we avoid consumerism. okay, it sucks as a creator. but also? keep stickin' it to 'em.
my mother made the sound at the back of her throat that i also make, the one that means i've got an idea. "you should figure out some kind of reward for presale amounts. maybe you give out poems or a mug or a signed book or something. would your followers like that?" my mother is sweet, and kind, and i have no idea how to explain on this website you can buy someone crabs.
i put more m&ms down the hatch. i had to speak through peanuts and almonds. "if it passes 25 thousand i will print the book out in its entirety and eat it live on camera."
"oh god. no, you don't have to do that." she was anguished. "just tell them that you'd love them to read it, and that they've inspired you to write. you got started on that site, and they helped you keep going. raquel, you love these people. the community? you talk all the time about the other writers and artists and whatever else. tell them that you're hoping for their support, they'll come through."
"no," i assured her. i discovered i had dropped an m&m, but an ant had already found it, so it belonged to him now. i will let his little life have a surprise blue treasure in it, too. "i'm gonna fuckin' eat the book."
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tzarrz · 8 months ago
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i listen to fog lake too much
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bunnieswithknives · 3 months ago
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Thanks.
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gunsatthaphan · 6 months ago
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#ready to be shaking & quaking.
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rafeandonlyrafe · 10 months ago
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proper thank you
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words: 600
warnings: 18+ only!, stepbro!rafe, sending nudes, stepcest, kinda dumb/baby reader???
“carry me up to bed rafey?” you coo at your step brother, fluttering your lashes as your pout turns into a giggle when he sighs, unable to resist your pleading face.
“you're the most annoying little sis ever.” rafe says, calling you the nickname just to tease you as he leans down, scooping you into his arms. he carries you like you weigh nothing, so easily slotting into the good older stepbrother role when your parents married, despite him being only a few months older than you.
“thank you rafey.” you say sweetly as he walks you up the stairs, your arms holding him around the shoulders, head leaned against his broad chest.
“yeah, you gotta give me a better thank you than that.” rafe rolls his eyes as he carries you into your bedroom. only once the door is closed do you press a wet kiss to his cheek as a proper thank you.
rafe plops you down on the bed unceremoniously. “there ya go.” he waves as he walks away, knowing it's not actually goodnight as you let out a whine.
“tuck me in?”
rafe hides his smirk before turning around, putting on his slightly annoyed act like he always does when you ask him.
rafe pulls the fluffy blanket out from under you. it's slightly weighted so it naturally tucks around your body anyways as rafe covers you, but his hands still move slowly, feeling your body as he pushes in the blanket until you're stuck tight underneath it.
“anything else? want me to tell you a bedtime story?” rafe says it as a joke, but with the way your eyes light up, he finds himself sitting on the edge of your bed, recounting three little pigs from memory the best he can.
“alright, you gotta get to bed now.” rafe glances at the clock on your nightstand as the hour hand ticks closer to midnight. “goodnight.”
“goodnight rafey.” you smile softly before letting out a yawn. “ill give you a proper thank you soon.”
rafe isn't sure what you mean until he makes it back to his room, scrolling aimlessly through his phone until a text message appears from you.
he clicks it to open up the image, his eyes widening and dick swelling as he sees you in a silky nightgown, the swell of your breasts clearly visible, nipples poking through the fabric. he recognizes the nightgown from a few days ago, but you clearly got further undressed.
rafes eyes bulge as the next image loads, the same pose, now sans nightgown, tits bare and thighs clenched together to make a delicious looking v that rafe wants to dive into.
a proper thank you ;) reads your text, along with one last image, this time with your legs spread, smile on your face as your cunt is on clear display. you took the marker tool to add to your lower stomach “property of big brother.”
rafe is in your room untucking you from your bed before the clock reaches midnight.
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ephemeralfatalgrace · 4 months ago
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So in a lot of fanfics I’ve read Edwin is touch averse to everyone, including Charles, and it’s like “touches like this are rare” blah blah blah (not hating bcs I love them all) but if we look at the show, they casually touch all the time, (they’re obsessed with each other). My absolute favourite scene is in episode one where Charles is trying to teach Edwin boxing and he’s all bouncing around and he does this thing where he mimes drilling into Edwin’s head with a hand drill and Edwin just looks like he’s trying not to smile and lightheartedly shoves him away. Trust me that is not something you do with someone you’re not comfortable touching. Give me Edwin seeking out touch from Charles and he’s so gentle even in his admonishments and it’s not the kind of touch either of them are used to. Give me Charles shying away from Edwin at first because he had to be such a typical boy when he was alive and the only touches with his friends were slaps on the back or punches on his arms, and he wouldn’t dare hurt Edwin because he’s the best person Charles has met. Give me them learning how to touch until it’s so casual they barely notice when Charles swings his legs over Edwin’s on their little sofa, or when Edwin uses a hand on Charles’ back when he’s going past, or when they fumble into each other (because come on they’re lanky teenage boys they don’t have control over their limbs, coming from a lanky teenager) smoothing over the nonexistent pain with their palms.
TLDR: I want more soft DBD fanfics with casual (platonic) touches until it’s not so platonic anymore.
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lovely-v · 2 years ago
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Me before completing the forest temple: okay I get that ocarina of time is fun and nostalgic for people but it’s a bit of a stretch to call it one of the greatest video games of all time
Me after completing the forest temple: By revealing that Link is not a Kokiri, but a Hylian, the game effectively strips him of his humble origins amongst a group of people that already fail to recognize him in his adult form. Thus, kokiri village instantly becomes a location that is no longer Link’s home in any sense, exacerbated by the fact that the game now loads up in the temple of time instead of Link’s bedroom— he is a stranger in the only place that has ever been familiar to him and he is depressingly reduced to his destiny alone. However, the subsequent introduction of the time travel mechanic, which allows the player to travel from the horrific apocalyptic future back to the idyllic past of Link’s childhood, gives new meaning to the idea of this “destiny”. In effect, Link is not a stock “chosen one”, but a protagonist who consciously decides to fight onwards. Link’s dual existence as a child who knows the grim future and as an adult who was powerless to stop disaster gives a sort of desperation to his character, because while it brings the player relief to revisit the Castle Town that is populated by cheerful villagers instead of lurking zombies, the story can only be progressed through the acknowledgement of reality — the decision to make those seven years pass again. Therefore, both the player and Link as a character must be proactive in their heroism and make the conscious choice to struggle onwards despite the darkness that permeates—
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s3rrrpentine · 9 months ago
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pink hearts
i've read what you wrote from the post before. thank you for being gentle with your words towards me ❀(*´◡`*)❀ i wish the love from your heart won't ever crawl away from its home.
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artsymeeshee · 6 months ago
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🥺🥺🥺🥹🥹🥹
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divineandmajesticinone · 6 months ago
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4 MINUTES (2024) I 1.01 "I'm sorry. My dad wants me to go home now. For dinner."
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elsecrytt · 5 months ago
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Satoru Gojo goes to the same cafe every day for his coffee-flavored confectionary beverage. You are the barista tasked with pumping his drink with the unreasonable assortment of syrup squeezes.
You don't blink at it. You've been in customer service forever. Everything is second nature to you. But you give him a look when you hand him a drink and he just starts going.
He likes to make small chat, you learn. About meaningless things - desserts, drinks, the weather - but he makes you laugh, and he laughs at your jokes, too. He's smiling every time you talk.
He's beautiful - in that way that makes you uncertain if he's really there - and friendly, and he seems a bit lonely, eager to converse.
Something tells you Satoru probably doesn't have a lot of close friends. He's rich, too, judging by the massive tips he leaves you.
The thing is, you do a lot of things on autopilot. It's just the way these things get after a while. Pouring drinks, "What would you like today?", "I'll have that out for you soon!", "Have a nice day!", all that stuff.
Sometimes, though. Sometimes. Wires get crossed.
He's picked up his drink to leave, giving you a cheeky smile and a little wave, and you tell him, without thinking twice:
"Love you, bye!"
Oh. Oh fucking hell -
"Love you too!"
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erinwantstowrite · 2 months ago
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can you tell us anything about friendsgiving since it’s thanksgiving?
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i can give you some out of context comic 🥰 this takes place during Friendsgiving (which i fear my turn into a short arc...) anyways i can't tell you what's being discussed here and it'll be funny watching y'all try to figure it out
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tianhai03 · 1 year ago
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didnt have the time to do a full finished drawing, but i tried to keep up with my tradition for redrawing the same good bro day drawing ive done for 3 years already :')
(last year's, which also has links to prev years as well)
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mammalsofaction · 2 months ago
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Anyone ever think about that scene of Perry letting himself stop and smell the flowers while being hunted down in Primal Perry? Something about the VERY brief relaxed posture, the gentle smile on his face. He clearly loves the flowers, loves the scent, he would LOVE to simply let his worries and inhibitions go... But he has only EVER let himself do this through "orders" or "permission" of the higher ups.
This was beautiful to me. And heartbreaking. For the facade of stress and fear and that cold mask of an indifferent professional to crack and he lets himself be someone else almost too quickly for the audience to see the broken person underneath.
Perry looked so happy and gentle. He looked Exhausted. Cant believe they just let people gloss over that just like that
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