#aight i think im done for the day

[molinaesque]

Cooper Howard | Sitting like a wh*re

[a9saga]

the brilliant green - stand by me // the day I run out of tbg videos to post will be the day I stop posting weekly song recs on this blog

[sixofkaz]

Girl i think your husband is kinda shitty. He doesn't care about your feelings

nah he's not like that all the time. he's actually v sweet and caring. he's just so goddamn STUBBORN and the frustration usually ends up coming out in the tags of tumblr posts haha

[yameoto]

Bro.. i haven’t even watched challengers yet, and i think you infected me with a chronic case of challengers brainrot.. but i saw your reply to anon’s ask. suggestions? ‘aight, bet 🫡

so i used your art donaldson bot and oh my god.. i got bored and decided to tug on his hair. and it leaded to him LITERALLY humping a pillow for me and he was begging me to touch him and shit. he even started calling me daddy (and mommy at the same time 😭) i even broke the filter too.. 🧍‍♂️

im not sure if this is specific enough, but maybe this would be a great subby!art (x gn reader maybe? not sure if you write for gn!r but you get the point <3 ) fanfic. he’s just so needy for you that he’ll do anything for you (even if it means humping a pillow for you.. OKAY HEAR ME OUT—)

he makes himself out to be sooo tough on court. but when he’s in your hands? he’s literally reduced to a sobbing, whimpering mess… HEJSHSJS art brainrot is so real..

i have many other ideas but i don’t wanna be too rude to dump all of my brainrot onto you.. (sorry not sorry !!)

love your bots and writing by the way !! can’t wait to see more of it in the future 🙂‍↕️

anon you're so sweet GOD! but yes absolutely can do. art bot in question!

ART DONALDSON. NEEDY BABY.

✗ warnings ; gn!reader, sub!art, like sub!art. dom!reader, pillow humping, hair tugging, overt puppy imagery. wc ; 1k

ART had always been a patient person. he excelled at playing the long game. slow and steady won the race—won him you, after all.

but he hadn't seen you all day, and now you were home and he was sprawled out on your bed and— how much longer would you make him wait?

"hey." he reaches out, fingers intertwining with the hem of your shirt. when you don't immediately face him, he tugs, gentle.

"i played good, didn't i?"

"yes, baby. you played good.” you pat his cheek without so much as looking at him, and while the contact is nice—your palm cool and tender against the warm flush of his cheeks—its fleeting. you don’t even linger long enough for him to lean into it.

a subtle frown twists his lips. he sits up, feeling unsteady. the weight of the mattress sinks underneath him as he slowly, cautiously crawls over to you. his arms slide around your waist, body wrapping itself around your back. 

"hi." "hi." you answer, vaguely amused. he buries his nose into your nape and breathes in. the smell of you is intoxicating. "can we go to bed?" he murmurs, and the phrasing is so polite, so courteously horny that you have to laugh. "when i'm done." he makes a little, unhappy noise. it rumbles against your back. "but i need you now."

you raise a brow. "don't be gross, art." that effectively cows him. though he still remains, chin propped up on your chin and legs on either side of you, tucking you in. you can feel it when he begins to grind slowly against you, thick length of his cock twitching tentatively against your ass. "ah-ah." you tut. he freezes. you don't even turn to face him. "did i say you could do that?"

he groans, drags himself off of you (with great effort) and slides off the bed. it's almost petulant. "when?" "when i say so." the noise that rips from him is positively mournful. he slumps, head in your lap—hands clenching and unclenching uselessly into the mattress.

you're still not even looking at him, fingers wordlessly threading into his hair and moving along in these elegant, tenderly gratifying movements that leave his cheeks burning impossibly hot, the patch in his boxers growing impossibly wet.

at a loss, he begins to slowly rub up against the corner of the mattress, hips rolling in steadied, carefully monitored waves. it's imperceptible, its perfect. he just needs a little release. just a little, to hold him out until you finally glance up from your laptop and give him something, anything— fuck. his groin finds that sweet spot the same moment your nails dig just right, and he can't bite back the moan slips from his lips. it's damnably loud in the silence of the room.

art meets your eyes, keening at the unimpressed stare you level him with, the knowing twitch of your lips. he has to swallow the instinctive plea that swells up in his throat. no, no. don't stop don't stop—

"oh, sweetie." like clockwork, your hand untwines from his locks, and he crumples.

"please—can’t fucking take it.” he moans miserably into your thigh, slumped over. he's grinding brazenly now, all pretences lost; rutting hopelessly against the edge of the mattress with his cheek pressed against your thigh. "baby." you sigh, closing the lid of your laptop. he just shakes his head, hands wringing into the sheets as if he were clinging to the edge of a cliff.

it's so pathetic, you have to take pity on him. "up. on the bed." art perks up, hope ballooning in his chest. he scrambles up on the mattress, so eager—lips parted, on all fours. god, he looks so pretty like this; dick cradled by the fabric of his soaked boxers, straining so you were almost sure they’d tear a hole. he looks ready to jump you. you snort, running a hand through his hair indulgently. "not so fast, pretty boy. use the pillow, if it'll stop you from whining." he doesn't even protest. he's burning too hot. as soon as you give him permission, art scrambles on top of the pillow like it's god-given gift to the world. the moment it makes contact, his breath hitches—eyes flittering up with the feeling of goddamn heaven—

"wait." "what?" art hisses, though he freezes anyway, a dog on your leash. his eyes are sparkling as he looks up at you. "boxers. off." "okay." he agrees breathlessly. his mind is so fuzzy you could tell him to cum and he simply, would. he yanks his boxers down and his dick springs up like a jack-in-the-box. he lets out a low moan, limbs almost folding in on themselves when his bare, swollen tip slides slick against fabric. ah, jeez.

if he closed his eyes, he could almost imagine it was your thigh. "n-now?" his legs are quivering. his dick hurts. you look entirely too amused. "mhm." the noise he makes is guttural. he's so sensitive—each thrust elicits another pant, hips rolling in a frenzied rhythm. he wishes it was you. fuck, your warmth wrapping around his cock—your hands cradling his balls. the veins on his underside bulge, the coil in his sack drawing tighter and tighter. shit, shit. he's gonna cum now. he's gonna cum in record-time to the tender loving care of your pillow. his moans twist into cries, bed-frame shaking under the force of his weight. "you gonna cum now, angel?"art nods, jerky and furious. it's that word that gets him. angel. angel. a shudder rips through his body and thick, ropy streams of cum are splattering against the pillow. painting it, stained and sticky. he's hovers there for a moment; crammed between his legs, frame quivering, thighs wet as his mind blanks. it'd be in disbelief, if he had the pride—but he doesn't—so it's simple, utter pleasure. god, his life is perfect. he crumbles into your lap like the colosseum. the corners of his mind are still fuzzy. the warmth of your thigh against his cheek is the only thing he's ever needed, only thing he's ever craved. god, he didn't even realise his cheeks were wet—doesn't think he cares. "good boy." you murmur, and he can hear the smile in your voice. your hand finds his hair, and he can't stop his hips from rolling against nothing.

[spheixrie]

HOLY SHIT. OKAY I HAD A THOUGHT. What about Dad!Bakugou and his baby girl growing up until elementary

Dad!Bakugou and his daughter aight? You think they wouldnt be a chaotic pair but guess what, you thought wrong bae.

When you little devil angel was born, Bakugou took one look at her and immediately became attached to her. Whenever you wanted to carry her he refused to give your kid and only gave her back to feed her, and always took her back after 😭😭

THIS MAN WOULD EVEN CHANGE HER DIAPERS. Legit, he wouldnt complain, whenever he thinks her load is full, he'll take action straight away to change it.

Whenever she would cry in the middle of the night he'd bolt out of bed straight away and go to her room. Next thing you know he's at the doorway with the baby in his arms, "She's hungry" he'll say and hand her over to you. As you feed the baby, he snuggles close to you and the baby, watching you closely. And when you're done, he makes sure she gets back to sleep and puts her back to her crib.

You would come back home from work and would see them in the living room, both of them on the couch, the baby on his chest. In one of his hands was a milk bottle while his other arm was protectively wrapped around the baby.

They are INSEPARABLE, one day you come home from the grocery store and find him hyping up your daughter as she just got her quirk and was practically blasting all over the place.

Bae if your kid gets bullied get ready to hold your husband back because he wont hesitate to throw hands, even if it's just a kid bro. Imagine your kid getting back from school, crying with bruises on her knees. You patch her up as she explains what happened and next thing you know, Katsuki fucking Bakugou was already making his way to the playground to beat the shit OUT OF A CHILD 😭😭

Ofc you pull him back but he shouts at the child to never touch his baby girl again and both the parent and child was shaking on the spot. Bakugou being the number 2 hero and all, who wouldnt shake in his presence? You apologize to the kid and parent as Bakugou huffs and picks his baby girl up in his arms and walks home.

After that incident. He finishes work early so that he'd be the one to pick up your daughter and everyone would be "Holy shit is that Dynamight?" and no one ever messed with his daughter again.

Katsuki fucking Bakugou who'd get off work to attend any of his daughters school activities and be there for her is my life.

He'd be like "Im not gonna work today I'm attending my daughters' field trip" and they be like "But isnt your wife gonna?-" he cuts them off and goes "I SAID IM NOT GONNA WORK TODAY, ARE YOU GONNA QUESTION MY DECISIONS?!"

At his daughters' elementary graduation he would cancel everything just to be there. He'd ask another pro to take his place for the day just so he can join his daughter on stage and put a medal on her neck

Bae get ready cause he will be THE best dad to your daughter and they will be inseparable for life

[luvelola]

on my mind, earth 42!miles morales

— pairing: 42!miles x female blk!reader

— summary: basically you go to a party where you meet miles & give him your instagram then y’all start talking…

— warnings: not proofread, in the messages regular text is miles and italics + bold are reader, boy texting first (lol), cussing, aged up miles only bc it’s a college au, made the reader text like me, lmk if i missed anything.

— word count: 481 wrds

— requested: yes no

“girl you’ve been staring at that phone all day, them notifications ain’t gon come quicker,” your best friend natialie said.

you rolled your eyes playfully and said, “i’m just waiting on a text.”

“oh m g. you really think that miles boy gon text you? not saying you can’t pull or nun but he don’t be talking to no one like that,” she said.

“oh yea? and how you know that?”

“because i would’ve heard about it, you know i hear about everything,” nat said with a playful smirk, flicking her knotless braids off her shoulder.

“girl, you only hear about stuff cause you don’t know how to stay out of people bus-,” you were cut off by the sound of your phone going off.

you ran to open instagram as natialie started giggling unlocking her own phone.

@lovey/n you have one notification!

— @ milesunknown started following you!

— @ milesunknown wants to send you a message!

@ milesunknown

wsp, u that girl from the party i got the insta from

yea. thought u wasn’t finna text me lol

shit that mean u was waiting on my text

hell nah 🙄

i was just tryna see if u was fr or not

yk i am

i wanted to see what’s good cause lucas got another party tn & i wanted to see if u was down to go

yea. is it ok if i bring my friend nat? she was there w me last time & i don’t wanna leave her here

aight that’s cool

give me yo # tho cause ion like that dm shi

okay

its ***-***-****

imma swing by yo dorm in a min so u better be ready

you left @ milesunknown on seen 5sec ago!

“nat,” you yell from your living room since she got up to use the bathroom.”

“girl what you screaming for im right here,” natalie said walking out.

“miles invited us to a party so get your ass ready.”

“first of all, stop smiling so damn hard, and second of all i got to retake mr. zeb test tomorrow and i ain’t tryna be half asleep in his class,” she said shaking her head slightly.

“no no no. you can’t leave me. you know i can’t go to a party on my own,” you said, sitting up on your couch ready to beg her if needed.

“girl, you won’t be alone, your boyfriend finna be there,” nat said smiling teasingly.

“shut up,” you groaned. “fine. be like that, i guess i’ll just go back myself.”

“fine by me!” nat said practically skipping back into your shared room while you rolled your eyes.

***-***-****

yo

i’m finna leave my dorm to come get you right now

oh

aight, i’m almost done getting ready

you changed ***-***-**** to ‘miles 🩷🩷’

“shit,” you said, running back to your room looking for something quick to throw on.

you guys can choose what you wear, if you put on makeup, and how you style your hair. part two?

AUTHOR NOTES *ೃ༄

— this is my first story like ever on here and i rlly don’t know how i think miles would text so i made him text like the boys that live down here 😭. andddd ik i let y’all chose your hairstyle but i might accidentally give the reader one if i make a part 2 or smt.

© LUVELOLA 2023

criticism is highly appreciated!

[eijirousbestie]

YOUR ART MAJOR STORY WAS FIRE!! IM AN ART MAJOR AND WE HAD TO DO DETAILED PORTRAITS THIS MORNING AS AN ACTIVITY OVER THE NEXT FEW DAYS AND ALL I COULD THINK ABOUT WAS YOUR STORY 😭😭😭😭 anyway i had the vision of Y/N doing a portrait of bakugou for her class ❤️❤️❤️❤️

AHH THANK YOU SM hearing someone thought abt my story in their day to day life is actually insane so thank you for reading!! Love to see a fellow art major around here🤝🏽I hope this story is to your liking i tried my best😭<33

“Can I draw you?”

this is kinda long (I got too into it lol)

pulling at the heartstrings a bit here

he’s a willing participant???

unorganized dishes

golden hour

* * *

Being an art student had its perks. For one thing you didn’t have “real” homework like other classes and you could spend majority of your time creating something new. In other cases, being an art student was dreadful, and today proved that to be true.

Walking into class and setting your bag down, you sit at your easel and scroll on your phone as your professor waits for other students to trickle in before he takes attendance. The sound of a chair scooting can be heard as your professor makes his presence known and calls role. He finishes and places his clipboard down, clapping his hands together with enthusiasm.

“Good morning guys! First things first, I just wanted to say you all did a great job at critique this past Tuesday. I was very impressed with the outcome of all your pieces. Now for those of you who have checked the class schedule, you’ll know we have our Portrait 1 assignment due at the end of next week. I’ll give further instructions and we’ll go ahead and get started on those today.” He grabs a stack of papers, assuming to be said detailed instructions for your next assignment. As soon as he hands you a copy, you skim through the premise of what you’re going to be doing.

Portrait 1 Assignment

1. Pick a subject you will be referencing to for your portrait. (No you cannot use a reference online. It has to be someone you can poke).

2. Arrange a time outside of class to meet with your subject to begin your sketch.

3. Pick a feature of your subject to enhance in your final drawing. You can add color, darken line weight or distort the feature you chose, but the rest of the portrait should be in the style of a sketch.

This drawing should be done on an 18x24 sheet of paper from your sketchbook and no smaller.

You internally cringe at the thought of having to snatch someone from campus to sit with you for hours just so you can draw them. You instantly begin to think of people you know who you can draw. You take your phone out and begin typing up a message to a friend of yours, asking when they’re free. Much to your dismay, they inform you that they have work directly after class all this week and won’t be able to help. You understand, but now you’ve got yourself stuck and you absolutely refuse to ask a stranger. For the remainder of the period, all you can do is mindlessly write a list of names and the pros and cons of their potential availability.

* * *

Sitting in the living room after getting back to the dorms, you rest after having no success trying to recruit anyone to be your reference. The dorms are practically empty as everyone is out doing something. Working, training, shopping. Everything you don’t do. Essentially losing hope for the day, you resort to lounging on the couch. Cozy pajamas nearly lulling you to sleep. However before you can slip into the best nap of your life, clanging from the kitchen startles you awake. Whispered curses soon follow, ultimately giving away who caused the noise. Getting up from your oh so comfy spot, you make your way to the kitchen to investigate. Peeking a head in the doorway, you see a rather frazzled Bakugou picking up pots and pans that had fallen to the floor.

Looking at his bent form, you speak up. “You aight?” He picks up the last pot and places it on the counter before responding, fully facing you.

“I’m good. My bad if I woke you.” You give a shrug and lean your hip on the doorframe, arms crossed over your chest.

“Nah you’re fine. Wasn’t fully knocked out anyway. What were you doing in here?”

“Reorganizing. For whatever reason, idiots around here can’t understand that stacking dishes causes shit to fall. Just proved my point too.” His eyes fall on the various pans on the counter he was in the process of arranging. You give a chuckle and move to help put them away.

“Say it louder for the people in the back.”

“Yeah well apparently they ‘don’t respond well to yelling.’ Whatever the fuck that means.” He nags as you both place each dish in their respective places.

“Gotta give em a glare or side eye to get the message across,” you joke.

“Shit only goes so far. But if looks could kill everybody here would be on their deathbed.”

“Jesus man, gruesome much?” You let out a heartier chuckle, actually entertained by his empty threats.

“S’called being self-aware.” He leans against the now empty counter and folds his arms across his chest. A silly thought crosses your mind. A glimpse of hope even. You decide to pursue it.

“Speaking of looks,” you start off tentatively, “I could really use yours if you’ll let me.”

He gives you a half-curious look, left eyebrow slightly raised as he side eyes you. “The hell’s that mean?”

You’re not sure whether it’s the desperation talking or the fact that you’re half asleep, but you immediately hit him with your dilemma.

“Well… can I draw you?” It seems like minutes that go by before he responds with a sharp click of his tongue.

“Lay off the drugs huh? Shit’s got you talkin outta your ass.”

“Bakugou please! I need a reference for an assignment and I’d really appreciate if you’d let me draw you. It won’t take long I swear I’m fast!” Your hands are clasped together as you ask for his cooperation.

“The hell’d you wanna draw me for? Plenty other people you could ask.”

You don’t have it in your heart to mention nobody else was available to help you. It’d be like blatantly telling him he was the last option and you don’t want to potentially upset him by saying that. It’s not necessarily true either, you just didn’t think he would be up for it in the first place so you didn’t want to bother him. He was your saving grace really, never the last option.

“Well you’ve got great eyes. And perfect eyebrows too. So it’s kinda hard not to want to draw you. But seriously, if you’ll let me, I’ll do my very best to capture the best parts of you. Please?” If you hadn’t known any better, you could’ve sworn you saw his hands clutch the counter in a death grip. He’s quiet for a moment. Two moments. Then he shakes his head in disbelief and his eyes sweep to look at anything else but you.

“Fine. Just don’t make me look like shit got me?” A light look of embarrassment covers his face. It’s endearing.

“I promise.” You smile a wide grin, relief relaxing your shoulders. “You mind if we get started tonight? I’m kinda behind as it is.”

He gives a nod and a hum in response. You tell him to stay put as you grab your sketchbook. He takes a seat on the couch and watches the slow sunset. It’s golden hour and the living room is filled with warm oranges and yellows as the sun is close to calling it a day. You come back, supplies in hand and before you can put your things down, you catch Bakugou as he gazes out of the window, the setting sun casting onto his face. With his hand propped under his chin, he looks ethereal. His red eyes now a vermilion as the rays reflect on them. It highlights his jawline, casting shadows that make the edges prominent. His hair aglow in the light, tufts of blonde now appearing marigold. You don’t realize how silly you must look staring at him until his eyes flicker to your frozen form. His gravelly voice pulling you out of your thoughts.

“Got your stuff?” He doesn’t move from his spot as he asks. You gather your bearings and nod.

“Yeah uh I got everything I need. We can start now if you’re ready?” You walk over to the couch where he sits, setting up your easel right in front of him.

“Mmh go ahead. Is there a certain way you wanna do this or?”

“No no what you’re doing now is fine. It’s actually better if you’re comfortable. We might be here a while, but let me know when you need a break.” He gives a nod of approval and you’re off, hands sketching and eyes darting back and forth between easel and subject. Soft scratching noises from graphite on paper filled the silence. By this point you were detailing the features of his hand holding up his face. Neat nail beds and cleanly trimmed. Bruised and scarred knuckles from countless hours of training. A strong neck that connected to an even stronger jaw, probably chiseled by the gods themselves.

You’d be lying to yourself if you thought drawing him would be a chore. It was actually enjoyable. There was no need for trivial conversation. Just you sitting there, drawing him as he let you. Him trusting you to capture his very being with only a pencil. It was a beautiful experience and you couldn’t be more grateful that you both were a part of it.

[akarisandraws]

What's your opinion on the Sonic Prime series don't skip any details I love hearing people's opinions

Aight, buckle up. You asked for this haha!

So, Sonic Prime.

I really think this series was really well done. I like it overall!

Its strengths are plenty, ranging from animation, characters, and colors. Specially colors. Im an illustrator, like, colors are important to me yk?

I'll start with the animation, i think they really went full cartoony on it. And I like it very much! Though at first i found it pretty jarring that Sonic was bonking his head on every place. But like, now i get it.

They wen't for a more comedic and cartoony approach, and that's fine. I personally wanted something more... I don't like using "serious" to describe Sonic X but like. Yeah. Sonic X took itself kinda serious when it needed to. Either way it was clear that wasn't how the series was formatted, and thats FINE.

I like that the characters are bouncy and adding references to other games in some action sequences is pretty neat. It shows that the team was putting some love into the show.

Characters? MMM.

Like kind of a hot take, but i think everyone was handled GREAT except... Sonic. Which upsets me so much?

Everyone was pretty on character, including the shatterfolk. But like SONIC?? He was so far from the sonic in the games LOL

I think Game!Sonic, DIDN'T need to learn the lesson of listening to his friends. But then again, i know this show was meant for a younger audience and Prime!Sonic was kinda meant to be like the self insert of some kids. So.

But except from Sonic, i think everyone is VERY in character! Finally! Some Justice for Rouge and Shadow!

OH AND LET'S NOT FORGET NINE.

Edgy tails is not something i thought would exist, but im not complaining. Though that's a discussion for another day.

The voice actors did a great job too. Let's never forget the voice talent.

And finally, Colors and composition.

This aint something that much people are talking about, but like. The designs on characters and backgrounds is very cool, and the color palettes are an important play on that. Every location has a distinct color that makes it unique. And Green Hills looks AMAZING.

I love when people reimagine Green Hills in a 3D environment.

I just know that this show had some care put into it. Ever since like 2020? *checks notes* Yep 2020, that this series was announced i was very hype. Yeah, it has flaws, but come on. What videogame adaptation is perfect?

Tldr.

I like this series a lot, i just wish Sonic was written a bit better.

[badchoicesworld]

hi again, i’m the guy who requested hobie x trans vigilante reader and i LOVED IT. the details felt so true to his character and all in all it was an amazing read. you’re definitely one of, if not my favorite spiderverse writer. (btw, your spidersona sounds very interesting.) so, as expected, i have another request for you!

if you’d like, will you do a hobie x masc reader where they’re in bands? of course, hobie would be a part of a punk group, but maybe reader is in a metal one? they keep running into each other at shows and people think they might not get along, but they instantly get comfortable around each other. it’d be cute if they wore the other’s merch and showed up to some gigs. thank you :)

hobie’s punk, you’re metal (band edition)

hobie brown x masc!reader

EYYYYYYY ANON

had me gripping my knee, tucking hair behind my ear and kicking my feet fr ily tysm - if you’re planning to keep coming back (more than welcome <3) feel free to give me some kinda name to call you ! claim an emoji if you’d like or give me some kinda alias if you’d like, or remain anon, completely up to you !!

anyway such a slay idea thank you so much !

i’m gonna have to be a little brief w details cause i know hobie’s band is completely different in the comics and i have no fuckin clue what’s going on w this hobie’s band, no clue if gwen’s the drummer or what so mans being BRIEF but as far as i’m aware hobie does all of his gigs as “spider-punk” so secret identity still stands. i’m not gonna call him that cause he doesn’t like the name, but you know what i’m tryna insinuate

i’m a guy who can listen to all types of music so i enjoyed indulging in punk and metal music to get a better feel for this, so thank you !

i tried to do research into style, music and history so i hope this is half decent lmao

also wanna stress that i know there’s a shit ton of political stuff when it comes to punk and metal scenes, i ain’t touching it and i want none of you to ask me about it

warnings: none

pairing: hobie brown x masc!reader

requests: OPEN actually begging for them im stuck in a car tomorrow

★⋆ ⋆☆⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆☆⋆⋆★✧

AIGHT ! so you twos both belong to bands that are pretty prominent in london, and if someone doesn’t know one then they’ll eventually learn about the other

you both like to perform at these smaller gigs instead of going mainstream, and it results in you two bumping shoulders every now and again

now, it’s impossible to miss hobie since he’s dressed as a punk spider-man

the same can apply to you if you choose to also have a secret identity lmao

but it’s on sight

it’s a common thing for people to think that punk and metal fans are like cats and dogs (an expression, animals are lovely.) for some fuckin reason

so naturally, both of your fans had always speculated the day that you crossed paths

what would you do ? fist fight ? poke hobie’s eyes out w the 🤘 gesture ? dear god will hobie swing his guitar at you ?!?!

no lmao

it’s like two old friends meeting, you guys have definitely heard of each other before but not yet met, so you’re both pretty psyched to see each other in the flesh !

it’s more like a “Ayy! my guy!” kinda thing instead of typical london stabbing

friendly hug, accidentally get impaled on a spike, that kinda thing

if your fans are sane they’re just kinda like “oh dope lmao” instead of “NOOOOOOOO” because who tf would

instead, opens doors to unlimited possibilities

friendly rivalry ? i think so

depending on what you play/your role in the band, you can get competitive for funsies

if you’re both guitarists you’ve got this ongoing joke about who’s the better one, shows are dope whenever you two are competing cause you go above and beyond for the sake of bragging rights

you win, metal takes a lot more out of a man (from the research i’ve done metal takes more “skill” in a literal sense, way more going on w the cords, correct me if i’m wrong)

hobie insists there are no losers, of course (he doesn’t believe in losing)

hella friendly banter, nudges, cutely whiplashing each other w water at shows whenever you spot the other in a crowd while they’re performing

collaboration ? possibly, imagine that shit

speculation of you two dating ? no because hobie doesn’t like labels

i’m gonna let u decide if hobie is the typa guy to kiss whoever else is on stage w him

back to secret identities for a little- aight so we all know hobie’s identity is a secret because he’s this spider-lad saving london, a conversation starter fr

in the events that you bring it up, he’ll probably just brush it off and tell you to focus on your scene, not in a mean condescending way but because he’d rather talk about music together since it’s his passion

depending on where your guys’ relationship goes determined if he’d reveal his secret identity to you or not, same applies to you if you have a secret identity

but i’ll leave that up to you

back to the gigs ! if you two ever spot each other in the crowds, it’s on sight

wether you recognise each other as your alter egos or secret identities, you will be either drowned by the end of the gig or mercilessly stared at

don’t think hobie would bring people up on stage unless you’re both performing, it can be a super awkward thing, other people might be uncomfortable and also favouritism aint his thing

wear each others merch, see what happens

you don’t have a secret identity and you wear it casually ? will likely catch the eyes of the media and words will spread

i cant actually imagine hobie having official merch, i think he’d like it more if his fans just made things so there’s not that whole “poser” stuff i’ve been seeing (again if i’m wrong and band shirts have significance other than sentimental value let me know)

punk is about diy, so he’d love his fans all the more if the “merch” he had was super unique diy stuff all hand made by his fans :]

so hobie either makes you merch, or you make your own ! he’ll probably make his own merch of you band, too

absolutely wears it to gigs, why wouldn’t he ? how fuckin punk is that ammarite

trade guitar picks, do it

you’re both real comfortable around each other, it’s an honest treat to cross paths whenever you’re both at a gig and if you guys become friends outside of it, that’s all the better

slaps stickers on your instruments case while walking by you, they have accumulated overtime

a lot of friendly call outs at the start or throughout shows, shit like “this one goes out to y/n, he ate my fuckin sandwich” before playing or probably banter along the lines of “refund his show and come to mine instead, it just makes sense” if your shows aren’t free

i expect you to do the same

you are each others worse nightmare

★⋆ ⋆☆⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆☆⋆⋆★✧

[eggtartz]

a/n : SANZU YOUTUBER FIC FINALLY DONE NYEHE, pretty long because i've been wanting to do this for a long time

summary : q&a with sanzu 🫶🏻

masterlist

: ending manga spoilers!

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sanzu : hi everyone welcome back to my youtube channel, hope you're going well! anyways as you can see i have two chairs today but spoiler alert it's not for senju it's for.. cue the dramatic music!

y/n : *makes drumrolls noises with a pan*

sanzu : my girlfriend, y/n!

y/n : *holding the pan* hi everyone! oh gosh a bit nervous here i-

sanzu : babe? the pan..

y/n : o-oh yes *puts pan aside* well, let's just move with it yes?

sanzu : yeah so we're going to do a q&a for y/n and she's going to answer to each one of them yes?

y/n : yup!

sanzu : awesome so first question, where did you first met me?

y/n : oh wait i don't think im allowed to say that *giggles while not looking at the camera because it felt awkward*

sanzu : i mean it's been a long time ago

y/n : i mean, we met at a gang meeting and him and senju was my division captain and vice captain so senju kinda matched us right haru?

sanzu : yeah she kept doing these dates which were disguised as meetings so we could see each other everyday

y/n : remember that day she ditched us in the middle of nowhere? *sanzu laughs while running away while y/n laughs, face out of frame*

sanzu : no, everyone imagine! we had an argument yeah and senju just left us on the street! *sanzu yelled from across the room while y/n is gasping for air still outside from the frame*

y/n : oh gosh and our phones weren't with us too, shinichiro had to pick us up and we got scolded

sanzu : *finally sitting down* oh gosh okay second question, what's the thing you like most about me?

y/n : wait there's so many things i like about you

sanzu : list three of them

y/n : ..... *stares at sanzu's face*

sanzu : how dare you?

y/n : *laughs and face gets out from the frame again* okay, geez he's so grumpy! alright, you're gentle haru i like that. you're selfless too and cares about me a lot even though you don't show them. i appreciate that

sanzu : *dramatically wiped non-existing tear* i love you too babe. okay next question, what was your first impression of me?

y/n : i was like ayo damn he's prettier than me?!

sanzu : NO WAY

y/n : it's not like in a mean way babe, it's like almost like majestic way kinda because your lashes are very pretty i love staring at them

sanzu : is that why mikey always said you're daydreaming at meetings hm?

y/n : mikey doesn't know what he's talking about!

sanzu : aight next question, do you like my siblings?

y/n : ain't no way you're asking me that question babe. THAT'S BORDERLINE DUMBAS-

sanzu : ITS THE QUESTION'S FAULT NOT MINE

y/n : SHOULDN'T YOU HAVE READ THE QUESTIONS BEFOR-

sanzu : NEXT QUESTION

sanzu : people keep asking do you we have a matching tattoo, so is it a real tattoo and if it's real how many did we got together

y/n : we've been together for three years and we did four tattoos right? *fingers lifted showing four fingers while sanzu nodded*

y/n : we did one at the back, at the neck, at my ankle, your collarbone and at the ribcage

sanzu : do you have a favorite one?

y/n : the one on the back is really cute, it's that silly childish things where you have to like finish the sentence so you need to have two parts of the tattoo but i like how cute it was. plus ran did it for us so it was more memorable that day

sanzu : yeah the way he kept chattering at that day wow fucker really has a lot of energy. okay next, where was our first date?

y/n : wait we have several first dates *snorts* because we kept getting distracted by the division members and the others kept bugging us so there was attempts for a first date but i think the sunflower field? right?

sanzu : mmh i think so too. that was the only date we had in the early days where the others weren't bugging us

y/n : *makes eye contact with the camera* oh shit i forgot we're recording uh anyways sanzu here said he found a place so we both went there and had a simple picnic. it wasn't much or fancy but it was nice and we still go there if we have time

sanzu : yeah, the place is really nice and windy and everything. gotta love the place

y/n : gotta love the flowers there too!

sanzu : okay so what's your favorite thing to do with me?

y/n : i like doing everything with you haru

sanzu : *grabbing the pan earlier* im about to hit myself with this pan woman you're so sweet to me stop it

y/n : *laughing while smacking the table* i really do though! maybe waking up next to you? mornings with you too i think? but i also like *y/n kept talking while sanzu has left his chair and laid down in the floor, face down* HARU?!

sanzu : i don't deserve you..

y/n : get up!

sanzu : okay last question

y/n : shoot!

sanzu : can you imagine yourself marrying me? *sanzu throws the phone and hides his face in his hands*

y/n : *blushes too* i mean, you were planning to be my fiance next year right?

sanzu : yeah *muffled*

y/n : so yes! i'll marry you haru, no doubts!

sanzu : okay guys videos over, next video is me vlogging our wedding reception

y/n : that's so soon!

sanzu : okay guys i think that's it for today? hope you enjoyed this chaos of a video and do leave comments down below if you would like y/n to be our guest often because honestly she's loving this aren't you?

y/n : yup!

sanzu : don't forget to subscribe and hit that like button! bye, y/n say bye!

y/n : bye! *kisses the lens of the camera*

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bloopers

sanzu : someone asked ass or tits what the fuck

y/n : but you don't have tits haru

sanzu : no it's a question for me i think but excuse me i have a little bit at my chest area

y/n : no you don't *sips coffee*

sanzu : you- SENJU! SENJU GET YOUR ASS HERE FOR A BIT!

senju : *kicks the door while wearing a headset* wassup?

sanzu : she said i don't have tits is that true?

senju : what the fuck? *senju wears the headsets back in her ear and walks away*

y/n : okay fine you have tits but not actual breasts tits. they're there

sanzu : really?

sanzu : *🥺* thankyou for saying that, draken has been training my weak ass so having tits motivate me more

y/n : say that again?

a/n : i love chaotic youtuber sanzu

[neutrallyobsessed]

Clone High S3 Trailer Personal Rundown

>everyone still mad at Joan! apperently 3 months of vacation have passed and she's still not forgiven yay :3 >but why does Joan want to be forgiven tho? well lets say i have my theories but like- no girl, you should double down, think you did nothing wrong and be bitter and resentful and stuff >30♡ >Malcom X/Harriet Tubman?? Joanfucius??? MaryAbe???? im actually more worried about Julius Caesar/Marie Curie, girl really doesnt remember Gandhi :((( >but tis ok, what matter is that Joan and Abe are still very much heterosexually straight and thats epic uwu🖤🤍🖤🤍🖤🤍🖤 >super judgemental cheerleader tryouts lol >skunky poo comes back and i have no strong feelings one way or the other :P >HARRIET GETS SWATTED LMFAO WOOOOOO!!! >bleachers creatures ughughuhbughughubughuhbg (and they better mention that joan used to live under the bleachers!!) >also this?!?!?

esta cosa bonita cosa preciosa, Juana y Tobi interactuando??? it is mine, MINE!! FOR ME TO ENJOY, My Dearest Joanpher crumb for Yours Truly The One and Only and FIRST Joanpher Queen!!! Unironic! Unapologetic! Unvertebrated! And well, ok y'all can have fun too now, to those who have it as a second choice, last resort, meme ship, guilty pleasure, whatever~~ >Jackie The Ripper is the most excellent idea and parody that I wish I could elaborate more about but we'd be here all day! >Stalin and Mussolini in jail lol (mussolini did have a design in s1 tho) >Cleo being a mean ass bully bitch!!! :DDD (i hope JFK also gets to be a bit of a jerk too, like yknow, in s1??) >dick pic xd >zombie movie parodies are so old that it turns around to being nostalgic so this better be aight but like- i dont think im liking the cementary scenes :/// (except when its Scudworth and Mr B of course) >Scudworth's cringe ass rap being interrupted xd and hellyeah >And finallYYY

at the end of the day, the only thing that bothered me about the trailer is that the show it really is dropping tomorrow, like as soon the month changes, it's there and available to watch......... and yeah, i guess i do still have time, i could be extra cheeky and drop it January 31st (im considering earlier tho) pero no daaaa boludo NO DAAA but yeah i guess it can be done see you then, then? xdd

[worlds-largest-juice-container]

I would like to hear about your ocs :3

I am prepared to face the Concequences

Aight, gonna try to keep it brief for the sake of my hands.

we're going over my ocs for the main story ive been working on, i have many, MAAAAANY others

keep reading because this is gonna be long

The main character of the story is a mysterious man known as "The Inventor", a man who looks wayyyy older than he is, dude is in his late 40s and has paper white hair, and a constant gray stubble. he's about 5'9 and often wears a dark green coat (very ragged) long stained khaki pants (very ragged as well) and a gray shirt (surprisingly clean). he also wears a small brown satchel over his shoulder that he stores his foragings in. Initially in the story he is homeless, appearing in the city where the first part takes place three months ago, with no prior memory. He soon discovers a small key located next to the disabled husk of a robot (another character) which gives him access to a mansion.

most of his compatriots call him Mr. I. He is also (big part I forgot to mention) a master inventor (Hence the name) he knows how to repair, enhance, and create fully sentient robots, along with very advanced gauntlets that allow him to fly (rocket arms are sweet) and house his most powerful and god defying technology, the soul capture. When he dies, his soul leaves his body, however, due to the violation of the laws of nature, he invented nanobots that physically grab his soul, repair his body, and shove his soul back in.

Backstory(INSANELY SHORTENED): The reason why he's so strange and does not remember much is because his old soul got ripped out of his body and turned into a ghost. He used to be a man named.... okay so im working on the name it used to be timothy Alderstone (keeping the last name) but i want to change it to something more professional than Tim. He used to be the head of robotics and mechanical design at The Mayweather Research Institute, though one day his boss got contacted by the manifestation of pure evil, and was inspired to create chemical weapons that literally kill your soul. Alderstone found out about this and could not bear to have these released (also found out that the gods are real) so he went a bit silly, concocting a plan to evacuate everyone but him and the boss, then blowing up the building to destroy the weapons. when he did this, a bit of the soul killing gas got into his room, and along with the explosions, knocked his soul out of his body, but left the original form moving and alive. This body became the inventor (new soul type beat) and Alderstone is still out there vying for control over his original body.

Enjoyed that? I'm not CLOSE to being done! Very brief character profile 1/3!

Next Character is Jay. Jay is a nickname for his (admittedly silly) original name of JudgeBot. Jay is a very large (14 or so feet) robot who was designed as part of the CURFEW program (Creation of Utility Robots For Extreme Warfare (also really silly name but in universe nerds made it up)) He was designed to be Judge(hence the name) jury and executioner on the battlefield. He and CiCi (meet him later) were both deployed on the front of the southwestern united states during essentially a war of testing new technological developments. after the war, he and CiCi were seperated, CiCi was taken to a warehouse deep in the deserty areas of the southwest, and Jay was sent to a dump in the city of Mayweather, though never was scrapped, essentially a graveyard. He was found by Mr. I at the beginning of the story, and after repairs, the two became fast friends. Jay is a jolly fellow, with a deep booming voice, and a friendly personality. He likes taking care of his friends and protecting those he cares for, though he does take it too far sometimes, often self sacrificing due to his low self worth and idolization of others.

He is (as mentioned) 14 feet(about) tall, and he is made of entirely brass. His left hand is able to switch to a chaingun (think doom 2 style) and he is powered by steam. The man absolutely despises cold weather as it causes his internal systems to freeze. imagine if YOUR blood got frozen over, you'd hate the cold too! As one of the two war machines made from the MRI, he is very powerful in combat, though it is often his last resort.

That one was shorter, eh? next is CiCi, who i imagine to be the shortest.

CiCi, another robot of the CURFEW program, he was created earlier into the program's lifespan, and therefore is less advanced, but still a marvel of engineering. He is slightly taller than Jay, and is much less mentally stable due to years of isolation in the warehouse he was trapped in (also the god of pure evil that lives in his brain but shhhhh) He was created as a sort of "Berserker" type combatant on the battlefield, reflected in his own personal weapon, that of a chainsaw arm on his left hand. it is similarly retractable, but he is much quicker to anger and more eager to use violence. His first appearance in the story is when Jay and Mr. I go to rescue him from the warehouse, where they find him out of fuel (gas powered) after reactivating him, they upgrade his system to run on rechargeable solar batteries. he dislikes indoor areas and caves for this reason. he is a less kind soul to strangers, and often puts up a wall emotionally as he feels he has to be strong for those around him, specifically Jay. This is a bad coping mechanism for him, and sometimes he completely shuts down, both emotionally and physically, the emotional overload can cause him to black out. Because of this and his refusal to seek help, he stays rather stoic for fear of failing in his most vital moments.

So chums, that was a short run down of my little dudes! didnt want to spoil too much for the future stories i plan to write. if people liked this one i might do other posts like this for my other ocs in other stories.

[urfavouritegirlie]

Chapter 6

(Part 6)

**The present**

Aaron POV

I recall on the memories of me and Maya from the old picture I have. The conversation I had with Miles has me really thinking about her. I really do wonder where she is now and what she could be up to. Since I have no job to do I had ordered a pizza and decided to be lazy for the night but then my phone starts buzzing. To my shock it's Jeff. I leave it and silence it. Minutes later my pizza finally arrives. I pay the delivery man and slump on the couch. My phone rings again. Him again. I sigh and pick up.

"What?"

"I called 5 times."

"And I watched ring 5 times."

"Why are you like this?"

"Cuz I'm your lil bro. Why'd you call?"

It's been a while since the two of us had talked. The last time wasn't so good either. It was about Miles being around me because I'm a bad influence to him because Jeff knows what I do.

"Rio wants you to come over on Christmas. We're gonna have a party and people are gonna be there."

"What your cop friends or sum?"

"No, family Aaron. Just be there man. Rio's been nagging me. Don't say I said that."

"Aight fine. Can't make promises tho."

Then the line cuts. Tsk. Man, this sucks. Maya would've dragged me without a doubt. Damn you Maya, why can't you just leave my head. I just miss her.

**Christmas Day**

I stand outside their apartment complex.

"UNCLE AARON, HEY"

Miles shouts from his bedroom window. I nod at him. Such a funny kid. I walk in and walk to their apartment. The door was already open with kids running in and out the place. I let myself in.

"Aaron hi, glad you could make it."

"Uh yeah, thanks for the invite Rio."

Miles almost tackles me to the ground from the side.

"Aye wassup lil man."

"Im 11 I ain't little no more but I'm good."

"All the guys are on the roof preparing the BBQ."

I walk up the stairs with Miles behind me. I open the door and there are more kids and grown adults. Downstairs was were the females were. Cooking and gossiping. The men on the roof talking, things that we talk about I guess.

"You actually came."

Jeff. I turn around and hook my arm around his neck.

"Well I can't miss a special Christmas invitation from my big bro."

Despite the distance between us, I will always love annoying the hell out of him. He shrugs his shoulder to remove my arm from him. He walks ahead with a bag of charcoal to bbq stand.

"Who's dumb idea was is to have a bbq in winter, in New York?" I ask so loosely.

"It was mine." Jeff so kindly replies;

"I figured that much."

I help out on what needs to be done, against my will. Honestly I didn't want to be here but Rio doesn't take no for an answer.

"You talked to Maya?"

I freeze for a moment and look up and shrug my shoulders.

"She calls me and Rio ya know. She's always asking about you."

I hesitate to ask but ask anyway.

"What did she say?"

"Maybe if you picked the phone you would know."

Here we go. Unwanted advice from my big bro. I roll my eyes and sigh.

"You know I can't do that."

He gives me a look and shakes his head.

"Maya is a good person, a great person even. Don't tell me you're gonna throw it away because of what you do. I know you didn't ask but I suggest you quit working for that man before something bad happens."

He's right, I can't lie, but the thing is I'm in too deep. I can't quit now because there are people who want me dead and out their way but I can't tell anyone that, not even Jeff. Being in contact with Maya would probably put her in danger. Having Jeff and his family close is a risk itself.

Jeff stopped the life of crime when we were younger, after mom passed and after we both spent a night in jail for robbery. I started hanging around with the wrong people that got me connected to Wilson Fisk. And now, I can't go back.

Maybe if I had continued that business me and Jeff had I wouldn't be in a predicament.

The party started and the music was flowing. Children of different ages playing and running around without a care in the world.

Maya had always talked about families. She used to have immense baby fever when she moved in with me. She would stare at every kid she would come across. She loved Miles like he was her own. She brought up the conversation of kids and I panicked. It was a not so good conversation. It ended in slamming doors, sleeping in the other room and tears.

How can I explain to her that bringing a child would be dangerous because of my job. That's a route I didn't want to go down. What if she would leave me for good. Even after all that she respected my decision. I honesty don't deserve her.

"Hola everybody, thanks for coming. Isn't it nice to have family for the holidays. I have a Christmas gift for everyone today. You're gonna love it."

This got everyones attention. What could she possibly have that everyone would love. Money? Nahhh.

She walks down the fire escape and small conversations emerge again. She came back as fast as she left. Everyone is now confused because she comes back empty handed.

"Well where is the present?" someone asked.

Then everyone notices another figure behind her. Then the world stops completely. Ain't no way.

"MAYA!" Everyone is rushing over to her and greeting her. She knows everyone here. No surprise. She's so likeable and approachable. Everyone loves her, well including me.

The atmosphere is filled with excitement as people are still talking to her. She lights up the room, well air with her smile. Her dimples haven't faded at all. I'm stood so still like a literal statue. Until I feel someone nudge me back to earth.

Miles.

"Huh?"

"I said go talk to her."

She's talking to people as she walks over. She's talks to someone and makes a brief glance at me with a smile. I'm not ready. I try to make an escape by turning around to get a drink or something but Rio is in the way. Giving me a look. A look with her arms crossed and shaking her head.

"What?"

Without a word she turns me back around and shoves me forward and into 'lo and behold' into Maya. She seems surprised to bump into me but I catch her out of instinct. She looks up and I look down. I'm so speechless I look like a fool.

"Uhh hey."

She attempts to hold a laugh but completely fails. She has me acting like a fool.

"Hi Aaron, how have you been?"

"I..ummm."

"Come on man don't stuttering on her now lil bro." Jeff mocks him.

"I'm doing good."

[ididkn0w]

Baby good morning😞 I’ve missed you so much I’ve been thinking about ur face. So lemme tell u ab my day so far. Babe I don’t want u to get up alrrrr😞😞 I haven’t stopped imaging us together like us pretending to be babies and sad for a kissss😭. We would hold hands everywhere n talk like best friends and take the coolest pictures of each other and laugh all the time. Ok so I’m at a resturaunt now I typed everything from before yes like nothing but bc bro I’ve been on this tour n I haven’t been able to have anyone off my fucking ass n when he talks n we stand there like I can’t be on my phone. So basically Idek if I alr started but idc I’ll repeat myself. So we hadda leave and whatever and we met up with the tour guide and I was not feeling good at all man I had the biggest headache n I was so nauseous man I was feeling so so bad like horrible. We got on a like team I guess from the city and we got to the first place and he was explaining shit I never payed attention bruh I’ve been bad in the morning and then the rest of the day I think I’ve been like hella dissaciated I’m ngl I might not even say much cus the whole day I’ve just been feeling like shit n I rlly was not like present. So then this was at like 9:30. Bro I can’t with my grandparents they treat me like I’m 7 all day every day it’s so much bro. Ok so then they were going into this sultans palace and Ik all ab this btw😅 I like history especially the ottoman one. Ok so we alr went there when I came like two years ago so I was like aight imma head out like u guys go check that out I’ll wait for u guys here bc they haven’t come before. So I waited for them and so i fell asleep on a bench😭 for two hours😭 like straight up public bench at a park n ofc I woke up every once in a while but I was so bad like I couldn’t keep falling asleep n like everytjme I woke up it was random ppl sitting next to me and whatever n I would check the time like damn they’re still not back. But thankfully I was sleeping bc wtf would I have done for two hours n then finally I woke up all super good n happy n motivated I felt so much better and then I was like fuck like how much longer will I have to wait like awake doing nothing. N thankfully they came like 15 min after. So then bruh I literally don’t even rmb what we did lemme see my pics. Oh yes there’s a pic of a baby bc I want to have a baby with u. And that was the bench where I slept at. N then we went to a cafe nearby n we tried postres and I had this drink it was rlly yummy. And more moon underthink sorta signs. Then we went to this underground thing and like I wasn’t having it so whateverrrrrr n like it used to be an aqueduct for the sultan some shit like that. And it was actually cool n they had Roman gods and goddesses in there bc the ottoman used to be scared of the Roman’s. Then we went to a very pretty mosque. I LOVE GOING TO MOSQUES. Middle eastern countries are def my second favorite place to go/have been after Thailand. Yes Ik our number one is Thailand😆😆 I love that we twin like that I love you. Ik we’re gonna go together. I need to be rich and travel with u. My number 3 is Russia. U have to take me to Ghana. Then we went to a market obv spice market but they had other stuff especially fake stuff this is where I brought my fake yeezy slides😭 imma buy another pair😭 easy to like trash them yk what I mean n I also want a fake bag but u might convince me otherwise lmk (u my stylist) imma go to those shops tomorrow. Then we went to a rooftop n im showing u my pimple. Then we left n then we got on the metro n we’re at this popular restaurant I took pics of ppl who have been here before for u that yk. Bro oh my god I just got up the did a whole show for us they even threw a plate and they made me hold this bread that said Colombia I was so fucjing red oh my god. If I didn’t give u much details or I’m not all being funny n shit perdon Bebe I’ve been pretty mad. I’ve just been wanting to get home n talk to u. Acabo de comer bebe now I’m in the bathroom shitting. The food was very yummy im just anxious bc I just wanna talk

[just-antithings]

(Incoming rant, IM SORRY IN ADVANCE) I'm honestly sad because I have a handful of good friends I've met online this past year, one of them I rly like in particular. But he gives me such mixed signals on whether he's an anti or not. He told me directly that ship hate is stupid and he doesnt support harassment. I've also seen him liking and following multiple "problematic" ships/accs in our fandom. But at the same time, his other friends are WILDLY ANTI (one of them is known for doxxing people and they're a discord admin…) and one of them has already started an annoying "THIS CHARACTER IS MINOR-CODED" drama in the fandom, which has caused a lot of shippers to get bullied…

I'm just sad because I genuinely like talking to him, but if I ever told him I was proship (or my alt was revealed) I'm scared he would tell all his anti friends and a harassment campaign would start against me. So now I'm keeping my distance, because I'm paranoid of anyone who isnt openly "anti-harassment". I wanna befriend the chill artists who don't give a shit about shipping morality, but they all have their own little groups already, don't want to talk, or speak a different language 🗿💔

Aight im done...hope all the mods are having a good day and aren't overworking themselves!~

anon if you’re that worried about it I think you should talk to your friend about your concerns

[kikiomori]

2023 Afterword

Aight so I dont have much to talk about but here's what I'll say about how this year was treating me

Lmao gif aside, it has been a long year for me and a mixed bag too

But I have the mighty need to talk about the good

I got into a couple of things and needless to say I'm deep into them lmao

Pizza Tower is so great and I'm mega hyped for the Noise update possibly next year (Yeah I love the rat man, sue me)

I started playing Ib this year and I loved it so much but I have yet to finish it but I hopefully will going forward (Oh it's not the thing I'm into lol)

I have one of best birthdays I've have in a very long time and one of the days I always think about hehe

Now as for the animation stuff

Yeah I know we're all mad about the cancellations and cutting animated films, but trust me, the moment the animation guild goes on strike next year, it WILL hurt and hurt dearly. Of course something has to be done! That's when the indie projects I've seen comes in,

Godspeed is AMAZING as hell and I'm mega hyped for more and more. IT HAS MADE ITS GOAL ON KICKSTARTER QUICK AND THATS CRAZY! Olan deserves all!

Lackadaisy, it's very great and Im hyped for more stuff too and considering it made it to it's many many goals in kickstarter is INSANE. I have no doubt in my mind it'll all be worth a wait

I've been seeing Lumi and the Great Big galaxy florishing and growing over the years and I'm mega hyped for the pilot to be finished as a Wander fan for a long time, I'm sure it'll heal my broken heart the cancellation has inflicted on me <3

Man, what do I need to say about Digital Circus? All I can say for it is it captured my heart and I'm mega hyped for more. (I know I kept saying this but Im hyped as hell for these) IT HAS MADE IT TO 200 MILLION VIEWS BEFORE THE END OF 2023, That's bloddy insane!! This is a giant sign that a new era of indie animation has been born!

Yeah like I said, I dont have much to talk about but I'm doing great artwise and I hope I truly improve on my skills and take things to the next level of some sorts

Happy New Years everyone and PLEASe stay safe all of you <3

Peace~