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setoronini · 8 months ago

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PLEASE READ IN FULL!!

Before making assumptions or stuff about me or what i like /gen

Would be appreciated!! ^.^

My name is Setoroni! He/Him + Neos that can be found in my Pronouns Page above

Actually all my info is in my Pronouns page. Well most of it

PLEASE TELL ME IF I DO SOMETHING WRONG I AM PROBABLY MISINFORMED OR STUPID

I talk too much. Or tyepe whateve

> TAGS

- Main Tags

#★ = Fav Posts, usually used for reblogs

#seto art = My art tag!

#seto translations = Mainly for @.expungedagalungagoo 's @.ask-unpleasant blog when I feel like being helpful

#backstage textposts = Explanatory. I talk.

#seto shitpost = similar to textpost but this is me doing whatever and acting like I'm talking to a close friend

#seto status = I update random people on the Internet on my wellbeing

- Misc Tags

#artfight creatives = Anything AF related

↓extra info under cut↓

My ssona..

His name is my name (seto) be nice

Why do i use chat and type in blue and white?

Because ican (scratches an itch in my brain and nice to look at)

Socials

Yah...

Only posting art on Artfight N Tumblr

↑ Yah if u see like 15 stars Thats Me Im Very Specific About It Being 15 Stars

I recommend good music trust. I have 1500 song playlist and their all vocaloid or old rock

Im mainly reposting on this becayse i post my art rarely.kinda. because im a BABY. But eh. usually repost infected art n stuff...

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RAT LIST

(friend list on tumblr in order of chaos or something)

(go follow them)

@.kinoko-draws

My rat child that i hate so much i have known them too long

@.expungedagalungagoo

I found them and now we are friends its called telekinesis i think or something like that its magic.

@.fymo-blogs

Translation stealer

Do not test me

/playful

TBA as i get to run around with free access to the world

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some things to note ≈∞≈

I'm not diagnosed with anything but Anxiety due to my current situation, but I don't care if you make jokes toward me about (an)other disorder(s) (trust me I am way too used to it to gaf and find it a bit funny)

I will usually be online most of the time, and if I'm not I'm probably asleep or doing chores

I have a Disabled uncle with Epilepsy and Intellectual Disability (plus other issues) that I take care of, please take that into account

I take behaviors from people around me/i interact with

I cannot pay attention to multiple fandoms at once and stay heavily focused at one at a time (currently that'd be Regretevator)

I'm a Minor, mid-late teens

I have writing issues so I might use tonetags and misspell often!!

My brain physically starts crashing sometimes be patient with my dumbass

Ill make a card one day with Patience....be patient...

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In reference to Ships :

I ship everything as long as it's legal and not weird as shit. If something exists i like it, if it doesn't i like it, most if not all ships will always be above "no opinion but i like it" or will be "never seen or havent thought much about it to have an opinion."

Plus im a really big polyam ship lover ← polyamorous person

WHERE THE HELL IS MY JEREMY X INFECTED X UNPLEASANT X LAMPERT X POOB X PEST ART. WHERE IT AT. WHERES MY TRASHED PARTY (™ (not really its fun to say)) AT.

I do enjoy ships with Infected more, but that's just because infected is my favorite and I project onto him too much.

^ any ship with the guys above this message is a win 4 me

In reference to my own Headcanons :

I dont push my hcs onto anyone, especially not with things like dynamics, sexualities, gender, etc. I'm the one who steals headcanons and projects onto my favs, and honestly a lot of people are super creative with their own headcanons.

Also I'm very fluid with my headcanons so I can't really state them? I do have genders and sexualities for some characters settled.

In reference to being Mutuals/Friends :

I literally classify anyone as a friend until proven otherwise*, If I am actually all friendly and comfy with you you are friend status. Which is everyone. Their mini-specifics in that but those aren't important everyone is a friend or higher if I interact/interacted with you

* proven otherwise in this situation meaning like basic dni criteria (?) (illegal stuff, in general being a weirdo /neg, not respecting other peoples boundaries). I am not good in agruments

#intro post #seto art #★#seto translations #backstage textposts #seto shitpost #seto status

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chocolatespyro · 1 year ago

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welcome to my blog or something or other

I'll probably be most active here for most things. First thing's first though:

Please politely let me know if I accidentally forget to tag or tag something wrong or if I am supporting someone/something problematic thanks.

(Please provide proof. I don't want to listen to or spread possible misinformation.)

I don't control any blogs I reblog things from, so be careful and go to them at your own risk. And also heed any and all content warnings and block tags of posts you don't wanna see.

I don't tag posts with caps or regular swears in them and I use caps frequently. If there's a safe chrome extension that makes caps lowercase I can link it here

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DNI If You:

Fall under general DNI criteria (Racist, Homophobic, Zionist, Antisemitic etc)

Hate any harmless groups (Therians, Objectums, etc)

Are a proshipper/comshipper (Specifically if you're supportive of or make romanticised Inc/st and/or P/dophillia, fictional or not.)

(Idc much if it's a ship where they're both consenting adults w/ no familial relation.)

(Clarifying because of the 200 different meanings of proship. May need to update this to be even more specific so. ill get back to you on that. But this is it for now.)

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In general please be polite when interacting.

(That being said spam likes/reblogs are 1000% okay I love it when people do that please blow up my notifs. just dont spam asks just 1 or two are fine.)

I won't talk to minors in private for anything other than purely business reasons, don't bother trying or suggesting anything please. (Sending asks is fine as long as you keep it appropriate.)

^ If there's anyone who I still talk to before I made this rule I'll prolly let them know or mostly only talk to exchange pleasantries and thats it

Also also please change your icon and header and title so I know you're not a bot if you're new.

(Everything else below "Keep Reading")

I'm in the object show community. And I like III Cabby a lot.

I draw and will probably mostly just do object show related stuff here since it has taken over my interests but this is always subject to change because this is my blog and I do whatever lol

I'm very quiet and closed off in general unless I know you but you can talk to me if you want.

Also I might post negatively about Inanimate Insanity Invitational so if you don't wanna see that block the #ii neg , #ii negativity and #neg ii tags

Stuff w/ reblog bait is under #reblog bait tw so block that also if you need to.

^^ NOTE: I will likely not tag posts with #reblog bait tw if they just say "Please Reblog" or other similar phrases with no catch.

PSA-type posts or posts with important information will usually be tagged as #important

My art tag is #this is my art and this is the tag for it

(I do not support AnimationEpic I just like Cabby and I judge Inanimate Insanity Invitational pretty harshly in comparison to most things.)

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sunnnfish · 2 years ago

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Tagged by @aranarumei ! Thanks a bunch :D going under a cut bc i feel like it

1. Are you named after anyone?

I thiiiink my middle name is named after like a great grandparent or something like that? I forgot. My first name might be too but i also forgot. 👍

2. When was the last time you cried?

Like two days ago? I also cry easily when im frustrated …

3. Do you have kids? / recommend a song?

No kids so im gonna recommend People Become Ghosts by ive… specifically an English cover by UmbraticForest on youtube. Ive recommended it before ill recommend it again i love that song

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I dont… know? Maybe like. If someone asks an obvious question I’ll say the opposite answer sometimes. Maybe im like a medium sarcasm user…

5. What sports do you play/have played?

Growing up it was like. Soccer->softball->soccer->competitive cheerleading->soccer again until like 11th grade. Then no more sports bc i moved schools and there wasn’t any soccer nearby :(

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Hmm maybe like the way they move/hold themselves? If I actually talk to them then like their voice. ACTUALLY i will be immediately enamored if i see them wearing like a pin or a shirt or whatever of something i like. Locked on.

7. Eye color?

Hazel :)

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

The only reason i watch scary movies is bc of my friends. I find them on a scale of boring to actually scary and i dont like either of those feelings mostly. But ill watch them if my friends want to and some of them turn out actually interesting. Just wouldn’t watch them on my own. So yeah happy endings i guess?

9. Any special talents?

I can make a really realistic water drop sound with my mouth 👍 i can also hum and whistle at the same time and i can snap with all my fingers :)

10. Where were you born / what made you make a tumblr account?

A hospital 👍 i actually dont remember when i started using tumblr or when exactly i made an account but i know i started posting January 2020 because of Bakugan and Danganronpa. Mostly bakugan because there was like NO art and it made me sad. And then i got obsessed with danganronpa </3

11. What are your hobbies?

Well uh. Art. Drawing. Yeah. I also do crochet :) and then reading + video games + anime etc etc the whole shebang. Non-media activities include puzzles and gardening :)

12. Do you have any pets?

We have like a billion cats. Seriously. I thiiink we have like 9-10 total? I dont keep track. Long story short one had babies and then two babies had babies and my sister didn’t let us get rid of them. I only care about one hes a huge black cat <3. Plus we also have a dog.

13. How tall are you?

…5 foot even. Tiny guy

14. Favorite subject in school?

Does art count. Also math though i looove math i love how theres only limited solutions unlike English where you get judged for having opinions. And i guess grammar n stuff. Anyways math and logic my beloved.

15. Dream job?

I’d love to illustrate a book… like any kind. Problem is i dont like writing :( and ive yet to know anybody who would work with me… but yeah like a children’s book or a comic book or like illustrated novel like please…. Im trying though 👍

Anyways thats it :] thanks again for the tag… not gonna tag anyone myself because thats so scary so. Open to anyone :]

#ask game #sunnfish.txt #tag game

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fluffako · 1 year ago

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Welcome to this barely any posts art blog of mine.

Simple introduction : I'm Exxentia, I use It/They. I'm bi and insanely mentally ill I heavily relate to these three fuckers. And some extra under here yay !!

Feel free to talk or befriend me I'm quite chill most of the time

I mainly ship Soukoku , jamiazu (🐍🐙) , idikei/idivil/keivil/idikeivil (♦️🪞💀) , adeucepel (♥️♠️🍎) , kalisil , jadesil , jadekali , florook , fyolai and a bit more that I'm too lazy to say

I might draw some stuff like getting beaten up or blood or body horror or like idk weed smoking (I suppose??????) I don't usually show my nsfw arts too but when I do I only draw chatcters that are over 16 oh yeah and I'm also 16

I do have a few twst ocs but I mostly talk abt the main one , feel free to ask about them (I will make a post abt them)

I also block anyone I feel uncomfy with and that's it. If you personally know me from my other blogs please ask to follow.

My tags navigation :

#Exxen draws : my drawings

#Ex(tra)(xen) rambles : when I basically say some stupid stuff (also if your wondering abt the brackets it can either be extra rambles or exxen rambles 👍)

#Question time w/ xen : my asks

#Asking (INSERT OC NAME AND EMOJI) : talk to my ocs. Yay how fun

Friends / mutuals will get their own tags

#exxen draws #ex(tra)(xen) rambles #question time w/ xen

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crafengoverse · 2 years ago

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PI NNED POST AUGHG

I will clean this up better later but HELLO YES this is a blog by @nnugatoryextravagance dedicated to my insane OC ramblings

All characters unless specified otherwise exist in the same coalesced mass of the work in progress @crafengoverse-journals but this will be updated much more often and make way less sense I promise

Usual blanket "darker themes" warning here because none of my characters are doing ok in the head or in life lets be real, ill tag things though dontchu worry

If you wanna ask me things or flip on the roleplay oc ask blog switch in my brain my inbox is open wider than your mom please ask me about my ocs please p

Link to my toyhouse if you wanna go snooping too its a complete ass mess right now but yeauh

Ive got some artistic requests for how I want my work to be treated too under the cut as a bonus too I suppose, have fun im gonna go get a drink

- I'm 100% okay with people shipping my characters together, in fact I actively encourage it, so long as you're not erasing their canon identities (since almost everyone is queer) or making shit thats straight up illegal/dangerously towing the line then go ham I love gay people

- Im also more than okay with fanart ofc, no need to ask first, I will die for you point blank

- Please god behave yourselves, I don't mind too much if I get tags about my oc's boobs or something- but I STRONGLY draw the line at strangers making and posting sexually explicit content with them under ANY circumstance... even if saying this has never worked for any artist ever, egh

- Not to sound like a pissy little baby but each one of my characters are very very dear to me so please go easy on me with any negative feedback I beg god bless (I assure you I already know how ugly they are that was on purpose and part of why I love them)

- Please do NOT commission other artists to draw my characters unless you have my direct say-so, I absolutely love art of my boys and im flattered, but I really dont want the risk of... certain people I used to know getting their grubby hands back on my stuff, if this makes any sense

- If you cishet-ify or white-ify any of my characters who are obviously depicted as/stated as/heavily implied as not that I'm killing us both

might add more later if i feel the need to but i think this is good 4 now

#sludgetalkz #pinned post

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sledgefuweek · 4 years ago

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Each year we take a close look at the prompts for Sledgefu Week, for those who may be stuck for ideas or not quite sure about what the prompts could entail. Below the readmore are all seven prompts, as well as a short write-up exploring what they mean and some ideas to help get the creative juices going. Enjoy!!

Sickfic

This is a really popular and well-known fanfic trope that I feel probably needs little explanation, but I’ll write a little bit about it anyway! It essentially covers fic where one character is ill and the other cares for them -- it could encompass any kind of illness at all, (including chronic illnesses) and there’s a lot of room to get creative with it. You can go for angst, hurt/comfort, or fluff: it’s just a really good general prompt that I think works nicely to kick the week off!

It suits for Sledgefu pretty well, considering Snafu’s canon mild hypochondria, as well as the fact that Eugene’s dad is a doctor. It could be fun to lean into it: make Eugene play doctor for an actually-sick Snafu, and it could be just as fun to subvert it! There’s really endless options for canon fic: shrapnel wounds turned bad, heat-sickness, seasickness, illness from bad food or bad water or any kind of tropical disease you can think of (malaria is a big one!). You could make one of them (or both) a medic; you could genderswap them and write the gay field nurse fic this fandom sorely needs. And of course if you choose to branch out into modern AU you can begin to think of what might afflict them outside of a war setting: has Eugene been working too much and come down with a cold? Are they hungover, and need mutual care (and lots of takeout)? A lot of the time sickfic focuses on one character doing the comforting and the other character feeling unwell, but there’s nothing to say they can’t both be feeling shitty! I think we say this every year but there’s really no rules at all, you do whatever you feel inspired to do. With Sickfic, just be mindful to tag anything that others might be affected by eg. vomiting, blood, needles, etc.

Tarot

I feel like Tarot is pretty well-known to the Sledgefu fandom, or at least to those who like to write Snafu or his family a little witchy. In case you just have a vague idea of what Tarot actually is and what its purpose or origins are, I’ll explain it as concisely as I can! Tarot decks started life in Europe as playing cards, but eventually began to be used for divination. It’s made up of four suits, or the Minor Arcana, (Wands, Cups, Swords, and Pentacles) as well as a twenty-two card Major Arcana (the imagery of which you’re probably very familiar with). Commonly, tarot decks and tarot reading is used as a means of communicating with the higher self, deities, or with the universe. They can be used as a way to see the future, answer questions, or to give/receive advice. There are different ways of reading them too, depending on how one lays out the cards: I don’t want to make this too wordy, but if you’re curious I encourage you to check out this site to learn more!

For writers, there’s a lot of places this prompt could take you! Probably the most obvious will be fortune teller fic; a classic. Lean into Snafu’s Louisiana roots and have him telling fortunes in the depths of the French Quarter, or go against the grain and have Eugene reading cards and palms and tea leaves as a practice passed down through his family. Or maybe more casual: modern AU Sledgefu flirting through amateur tarot readings with a deck picked up from a junk shop. If you read Tarot and have a connection to it, you can express that through writing! It’s a pretty open-ended prompt, especially if you consider some of the meanings of the cards; you could even write a story inspired by that! The Hermit: Snafu withdrawing, leaving Eugene on the train to spend the next few months in solitude, working through things. The Moon: Snafu and Eugene hitting a rough patch, hiding things from each other. The opportunities really become endless once you start taking the readings of the cards into account! And for visual artists, this must be such a fun prompt: I feel like it’s so a visually rich, whether you’re re-drawing the cards to encompass Snafu and Eugene within them, or making a collage based around some of the things mentioned above: fortune tellers shops, witches cottages, etc.

Trinket

Every Sledgefu Week we tend to have a couple prompts that are a little more open to interpretation, and this year’s ‘Trinket’ is one of those. It might be difficult to try and think of something to base a whole fic or piece of art around, but we really encourage you to let your imagination run wild! There’s already some great trinkets in the show itself: Eugene’s ring, the lighter that Gunny Haney gave him, Snafu’s stolen gold teeth, or their dog tags. Think of small, special objects that you might have: what imbues them with comfort or meaning? What makes you love them? You could have Eugene giving Snafu his ring, or have Eugene musing over war and death and loss while smoking a cigarette lit by his lighter. If you’re into Modern AUs, how could these objects carry through to modern day? Once you start thinking about it, the ideas start rolling in. Feel free to invent special trinkets for them: or maybe trinkets that they hate and want to get rid of, trinkets that remind them of bad times. Trinkets that remind them of each other, or family, or war. So much meaning can be held in the things we own, and I think it’s such a lovely concept to explore!

Crossover

So this prompt was born from the sheer number of suggestions we had for various movie, TV, and book AUs. We didn’t want to put them all to the poll and risk a lot of you feeling disappointed over the one you wanted not being selected, so thought it’d work best to condense them into a ‘Crossover’ prompt so everyone could do whatever they liked. So this is a very very broad one! It would be impossible for me to really go through the prompt and highlight some things that you could do for it, because you can really do anything you want to! Anything! It encompasses movies, video games, TV, books, musicals... if something tells a story, you can do a crossover. So if there’s ever been a film/book/etc. AU you wanted to do for Sledgefu Week but couldn’t quite get it to match the prompts, now is the time!

Vacation

A pretty self explanatory prompt, and one that I think can appeal to people who prefer canonverse and those who like modern AU too! Do you want to send Snafu and Eugene on the holiday of their dreams, or are they gonna be bickering in a gas station over who gets control of the map? Is Snafu gonna drive across a couple states to surprise Eugene by visiting? Is Eugene gonna do the same? There’s a lot of scenarios you can apply to the backdrop of them vacationing, and a lot of emotional journeys you can take them through! And for the canonverse crowd, you have the extra addition of letting them go have fun on an R&R, or taking a road trip post-war, visiting 1950s Paris... you can really do whatever you like!

Historical

This was another prompt like ‘Crossover’ that came from a lot of various suggestions that all boiled down to a similar thing: different historical events or periods. So like Crossover, I won’t linger too long on it (this post is long enough already) except just to say again: do whatever you’re inspired to do! There’s no rules here, you could even take everyone out of the Pacific and put them over in Germany: give them a different experience of war. In fact, you can do that with any war if you wanted to! Wanna do a M*A*S*H AU but made something else for Crossover? You could do it here! Want to put them in the 1920s? You got it. In the 1850s? Yeehaw, they’re cowboys now. 1969, Summer of Love? 1600s, make Snafu a prince? Literally the world is your oyster!

Horror

Past Sledgefu Week prompts have included things that could come under the horror umbrella (Supernatural, for example) but didn’t necessarily have to be made 'horrific’. For the ‘Horror’ prompt this year, we want to see frightening! Disquieting, uncomfortable; creations that either cross over with existing horror franchises, or lean on horrific things you come up with yourself. Horror movies, or TV shows, or books or podcasts or pieces of art all seek to elicit a sense of fear: this can be done by tapping into common phobias, or nightmares, those things which are universally and almost instinctively scary. We want to see things which lean into that, in whatever way you want to do it!

I’m no horror media expert (not by a long shot) but the opportunities for this prompt are really vast simply because horror has so many subgenres to work with. You could go gothic horror; Dracula, Frankenstein, Wuthering Heights (a personal favourite AU -- Eugene soaked out on the moors, searching for Heathcliff-Snafu? Divine). Or you could go to the opposite end of the spectrum: Jennifer’s Body AU, Final Girl AU -- there’s no set way to do horror, in fact you could even bring horror into canonverse if you don’t like AUs. Think the Terror: some unknown beast lurking beyond the borders of their camp on Pavuvu, or Okinawa. Or you could even take the prompt entirely literally and explore the horrors of war and the toll it takes on them both. Please don’t feel stuck into needing to do Scary: horror is about fear and revulsion and dread, and these feelings don’t necessarily need to come from a haunting! (This is also a prompt ripe for monsterfucking, just FYI).

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So that’s the prompts for this year! They’re all really really great, and have a lot of potential to make some fantastic stuff :~) And to reiterate something I said right at the start, there are no rules here! I think every year we normally get at least one person unsure whether their idea will be okay for the prompt they’d like to make it for, so I just wanna say here: don’t second-guess yourself! As long as it can be linked back to the prompt in some way or another (can literally be the vaguest way possible) you’ll be absolutely fine. We don’t vet submissions at all, especially not for their content relating to the prompts. All we ask is that you remember to stay respectful in what you’re writing, and when the time comes to post it, you tag and warn appropriately :~)

On the subject of writing respectfully, we’d like to just take a moment to link the document on mindful writing re: race and gender that was made last year. Please take a look at it, even if you read it last year! It’s always good to keep these things at the front of your mind, as fandom is a community sport and we want to keep it fun and safe for everyone involved! So thank you if you’ve made it this far through this whole post, check out the doc, and enjoy the rest of the run-up to Sledgefu Week!

#sledgefu #sledgefu week #mod talk #info #if you saw this post before yes you did no you didn't <3 it has the horror prompt on it now lmao

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peaceoutofthepieces · 4 years ago

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Sink Or Swim

tag list: @cleocc @feeling-kinda-so-so @hopelessromanticvirgo @dreamy-slytherin @adora8 @lockerfivethreefive @painfully-oblivious @poeticinemaa @jjustonemorething @sassy-sara @wedarkacademia @coolguyssyndrome @hischbabe @suckerforsobbe @tayspots @starmansander @theah0lt @zoenneforever @invisibleme @chibibanane @odi-et-amo85 @watermelonlover-123 @xiaomailab

The following clip contains mentions of mental illness and suicide attempt (near the end — when Lucas starts talking about his mother). Feel free to skip that section and message me for a brief description.

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Friday, 19:41

Songs: Haux - Something To Remember; SG Lewis - Warm

Jens’s hands shake as he unlocks the door, nudging it open quietly with Lucas close at his back. He steps into the dark hallway and flicks on the light, dropping his keys on the small table as Lucas shuts the door behind them. Jens wills himself to relax, reminds himself that they’re alone as he shrugs off his coat and hangs it on the hook and allows Lucas to do the same.

“What did you say your parents are doing?”

“They’re having a date night for their anniversary, booked a hotel room. Lotte’s staying at her friend’s house.”

Lucas hums, tugs Jens around to face him and slides his arms around his waist. “So we’re alone, and you can chill.”

Jens drops his head onto his shoulder and nods, pressing a kiss to the crook of Lucas’s neck. He reaches behind himself to take Lucas’s hands and then leads him into the house. Jens plans to take him on a short tour, but they get interrupted at the first stop. Ace slinks out through the doorway to the sitting room and immediately winds himself through Jens’s legs, gazing up at Lucas warily.

“You have a cat?” Lucas asks, grinning down at the furball.

“Yeah, and he can be kinda bitchy, so I’d hold off on becoming a fan.”

As Jens says it, Ace butts his head against Lucas’s leg. Lucas raises his brows, grinning widely as Ace wraps around his feet. He leans down to scratch behind the cat’s ears and earns himself a purr as Ace rubs his head against his palm.

Jens watches the interaction with a glowing heart. It had been a spur of the moment decision, when Jens had asked him to come over. He hadn’t allowed himself to overthink, but had just jumped at the opportunity. He can’t remember the last time he has had the house to himself, but it certainly wasn’t within the space of time in which he’s known Lucas. Jens had only managed to spend the two nights so far with Lucas due to pure luck. Lucas had snuck him in the first time, and then his father had been working an evening and morning shift the second. They have never got to spend a full night truly alone, just to themselves, and that’s what Jens wants. His body thrums with the need for it even now, having ratcheted up a few notches since last Friday.

It’s almost unbearable, how much he just wants Lucas’s hands on him. It’s definitely embarrassing.

He may also be hoping to coax Lucas into opening up a little. Lucas has been a little quiet the past few days, thoughtful. He keeps turning to Jens as if he wants to say something and then stopping with a smile, offering him a kiss instead. Jens doesn’t mind the added affection in the slightest, even while being teased by his friends, even while wondering why it doesn’t freak him out. Lucas touches him and everything else seems to go still. That doesn’t worry him.

But there are other questions that still cause him concern, and he’s waiting and waiting for Lucas to provide the answers. He’s desperately reminding himself to be patient, to be trusting, but it’s difficult. It’s harder when he fears the faith isn’t being returned.

It’s familiar.

“You were so cute,” Lucas marvels, snapping Jens out of his daze. He’d wandered into the sitting room on his own and now stands admiring the photo frames on the mantle. His mouth stretches into a grin, taking in various images of Jens at different ages, none of them all that flattering.

“Come on, I didn’t bring you here so you could tease me,” Jens protests.

Lucas turns to him and raises a brow, smirking. “I thought that’s exactly why you brought me here.”

Jens flushes, but doesn’t deny it.

Lucas walks back to him, laughing quietly. “I’m not teasing, though. I mean it. You’re adorable.” He presses up onto his toes and kisses Jens’s nose.

Jens resists the urge to roll his eyes at him or drag him into a proper kiss and leads him to the kitchen instead. Lucas traipses after him leisurely, taking everything in, trailing his fingers along the wall. Jens opens the fridge. “Do you want anything else to eat? Or drink?”

“Uhm, just water, maybe?”

Jens pours him a glass of water and hands it over, filling one for himself and leaning back against the counter before taking a sip. He considers Lucas for a moment and then holds up a finger before slipping out to the back door. He cracks it open and immediately catches sight of Nugget on the step, waiting patiently.

Jens huffs and steps back, opening the door wider and allowing him to scuttle in and run straight to the kitchen. Jens returns just in time to see Lucas drop into a crouch, face lighting up with excitement as Nugget barges right into his hands, tongue hanging and tail wagging as Lucas sets his hands in his fur.

“Hi,” Lucas coos, voice taking on the tone Jens has only ever heard people use with babies. “You’re so cute. What’s your name? Huh?”

Jens bites his lip as he makes his way over to him, shaking his head at the display. By now Nugget is scrabbling at Lucas’s hoodie, having raised onto his back paws to get closer. “This is Nugget,” Jens introduces. “Nugget, this is Lucas. I was gonna warn you not to be jealous that I might like him more, but obviously he’s not gonna let that be a problem.”

Lucas grins up at him, entirely amused by his sigh and his pout. “You’re still my favourite,” he soothes. “Even more so now that I’ve met your dog.”

Jens laughs, but he is soothed. He relaxes even further as Lucas raises back to full height and draws him into a kiss. They enjoy the few seconds before Nugget barks, and then Jens is huffing and pulling away, looking down at him with a scowl. “Why did I let you in?”

Lucas smacks the back of his head for the comment, but kisses him again immediately after his whine of pain. Jens goes about getting Nugget his food and water as Lucas sits down on the floor and plays with him, looking entirely at home in Jens’s kitchen. It has an effect Jens can’t quite describe beyond the race of his heart and the flutter in his stomach. They spend a little while in this space, talking quietly about nothing. They discuss their studying, exams, assignments, for a few minutes before shutting it down in the agreement to take the night off. Nugget comes to settle himself in Lucas’s lap after filling his stomach, having already taken ownership of the boy. Jens might actually be a little annoyed if he didn’t feel so fond.

After a while, he lets Nugget back out into the garden and takes Lucas upstairs.

He has a brief moment of panic in which he wonders over the state of his room, not entirely comforted by the reminder that he has seen Lucas’s space in utter disarray multiple times. He’s glad when he opens the door and can’t inmediately see a mess or any laundry lying around. He turns to look at Lucas hesitantly, biting his lip as he watches the boy look around, taking in the space with delicate attention.

He moves around, examining the books on Jens’s shelves, his small collection of old CDs. He roves his eyes over the walls, where football posters are still tacked up alongside some of his drawings. Lucas zones in on these, lips twitching up at the corners as he gets closer.

“I didn’t know you drew.”

Jens shrugs. “I don’t, really. At least not like you. Not seriously. Just those kind of doodles.”

Lucas smiles fully, nodding. “They’re cool. Maybe you have a knack for art after all and aren’t just a secret makeup nerd.”

“Oh, Robbe already sent me some of the edited version of that. Do you want to see?”

“Really, already? That was quick.”

“It’s Robbe,” Jens laughs. “He’s always working.”

Lucas nods and Jens nods back, crawling onto his bed and patting the space beside him as he takes out his phone. Lucas settles down against his side, making himself comfortable on Jens’s shoulder the second he’s given permission. Jens pulls up the video and hits play. He relaxes into his pillows, focused more on Lucas pressed against him than the video. Lucas’s quiet laughter is enough of an indicator, and Jens only looks at the phone when he groans, covering his face with a hand.

“I can’t believe I let you rope me into this. Kes and Jayden are gonna see this and they’ll never let me forget about it.”

Jens huffs, pressing a kiss to the top of his head as he watches the footage. It’s one of the close-ups of Lucas, showing off the smoky eye Jens had managed to give him as he looks up at the camera, shaking his head before Jens stills him, laughing. “You look really pretty, though. I mean it,” Jens adds, before Lucas can roll his eyes or laugh it off.

The boy blushes instead, glancing up at him under his lashes, smiling widely. “You think so?”

Jens hums, tilting his head down to kiss him, relaxing further. “You always do, though. My handiwork just helped a little.”

“Oh, is that it?” Lucas laughs, leading Jens to hum again. “Okay, I see.”

Jens goes in for another kiss, but something has distracted Lucas. He leans up and away from Jens as he looks at his shelves again. “Is that a keyboard?”

Jens follows his line of sight before nodding.

“Moyo said you were more of a musician. Why have I never heard you play?”

It’s a simple enough question, and yet it makes Jens nervous. “I don’t know, I don’t really do it as much anymore.”

Lucas looks at him, soft and curious. “Would you play something for me anyway?”

Jens only hesitates for a moment before getting to his feet and fetching the instrument. He settles on the bottom of the bed, facing Lucas, who had leaned back to lie against the headboard as he watches him. Jens balances the keyboard on his lap and takes a moment to turn it on and adjust the volume, pressing a few keys to test it out and give him time to think of a song.

Eventually he settles on a score he’d learned recently, devoid of lyrics and focusing entirely on the notes. It starts off slow and allows him to get into a rhythm, fingers shaking, fluttering through the first few sections before gaining a little confidence as the rhythm becomes familiar.

It’s nerve-wracking, being able to feel Lucas’s eyes on him. Having anyone’s eyes on him. But he focuses on the music, and doesn’t falter.

He floats his hands naturally over the keys, having settled entirely by the time the rhythm picks up. It’s still not the hardest speed, and has a few repetitions, and it doesn’t take quite enough of his attention to make him forget about Lucas. He chances a glance at him when it slows down again, fingers lingering on the keys. Lucas is watching him with rapt attention, lips slightly parted, entirely focused. He looks much too enticing to just be lying here, in Jens’s bed, watching him, not doing anything to distract or attract attention and managing it anyway. Jens quickly averts his gaze down again and falls back into the quicker notes.

By the time he reaches the high section, his heart is at ease. It flows out of him in the stillness of the room, his pulse matching the ebb and flow of the music as it tapers out. It fills him with a light only music can, a familiarity now long ingrained in him. It’s in his nature, to pour himself out through his hands into the keys.

He holds the last note for an extra second, then looks up at Lucas. The boy is already watching him with a smile, eyes alight with that familiar wonder and misty with something Jens can’t identify. He crawls down the bed towards Jens and draws him into a kiss, deep and slow, careful of the keyboard in Jens’s lap as he tangles a hand in his hair. Jens kisses back reflexively, heart thudding.

“You’re amazing,” Lucas murmurs, after a few minutes that may just be seconds, expression still achingly soft.

Jens shakes his head, incidentally brushing their noses together. “It’s nothing special.”

“It is,” Lucas argues. “You are.”

Jens shuts his eyes and presses closer to him, swallowing around the sudden lump in his throat. They remain there for a moment before Lucas quietly says, “I want to talk to you, if that’s okay.”

It’s exactly what Jens had been hoping for, but it surprises him. His chest feels tight as he sets the keyboard aside and devotes his full attention to the other boy, who now avoids his gaze, nervously playing with his hands.

“You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to,” Jens reminds him. “But I’m listening. Nothing’s gonna scare me away.”

Lucas nods slightly, licking his lips. He lets out a shaky breath before straightening his shoulders and looking at Jens, resolute. “I know you don’t really understand why I stayed in Utrecht, or why I felt like it was my fault when my mom…” he trails off. Takes another breath. Starts again. “I didn’t tell you, but I fucked up before. After my dad left, everything was a little shitty. I couldn’t do it on my own, couldn’t even understand how to begin. I just needed to get away from it. I spent as much time as I could out of the house. With Kes and Jayden, at their houses or at parties, drinking and smoking. It wasn’t a big deal then, because it’s what we were all doing. I wasn’t just some rebellious, angry kid or something.”

He seems to falter, so Jens nods. Reminding him that he’s listening and also attempting to encourage him on. Jens presses closer, letting their knees bump before he takes Lucas’s hands in his own, rubbing his thumbs over the backs soothingly.

“I didn’t even think about how I was barely seeing her. I was always home late and she was always asleep early. Everything was fine, so I could keep ignoring it. I got home one night as usual and didn’t pay attention to the fact that the door was locked, or that it was unusually quiet. I was shitfaced, so I just went straight to bed. Imagine the fucking shock I had when my dad woke me up shouting the next morning.”

Lucas huffs, self-deprecating, and Jens resist the urge to pull him into his arms. Not yet.

“She was in the hospital,” he says quietly. “She’d downed half a bottle of pills and the neighbours found her. They’d had to call an ambulance. My dad was still her emergency contact. And I had no fucking idea about any of it.”

He looks up, eyes watery, and Jens pulls him in and holds onto him tightly. Lucas folds against his chest, tucking his head easily under his chin as he clings to Jens’s red hoodie. Jens strokes a hand down his face and presses a kiss to the top of his head, breaking down what he’d been told and trying to figure out how he’s supposed to respond.

“Fuck,” is what he eventually settles on. “I’m so sorry you had to go through that, Luc.”

Lucas shakes his head, gripping him tighter. “If I’d just been there, it wouldn’t have happened. I didn’t even know she wasn’t doing well. She was supposed to have someone who could watch out for the signs. She was supposed to be safe with me.”

Jens shakes his head, squeezing him, trying to convey comfort and reprimand all at once. “That’s not fair. None of that is on you. You don’t even know that you could have stopped it.”

“But I could have tried. I could have gotten to her sooner. I could have done something.”

It’s so adamant that Jens doesn’t feel like he can argue. He tries to put logic to it, but it doesn’t feel like something that can be broken down in such a way. He doesn’t think that’s what Lucas wants. He isn’t looking for pity or for Jens to excuse him.

Instead, Jens says, “I understand, Luc.”

Lucas presses closer to his chest, but finally glances up at him. Jens notes that though it had seemed like he would, Lucas hasn’t shed a tear.

Jens strokes his fingers down his cheek and presses a kiss to his forehead, watches him shut his eyes. “Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me.”

Lucas nods, swallowing slightly, tilting his head against Jens’s cheek. “I just—it was too hard to explain right away. It isn’t something I talk about often. I mean, it’s been over a year since it happened and she’s past it, but I’m not. It’s dumb. Getting rid of the guilt...it’s something I’ve worked at and failed on for so long. Going back to her now, and messing up the same way just reminded me of what happened then and I couldn’t let it happen again. I’ve tried so hard, Jens.”

Jens cups his neck and tilts his head back enough to press their foreheads together, sending only comfort now as he gives another nod. “I get it. I’m not mad, Luc. I never was.” He sighs, letting his own eyes close as he attempts to gather his thoughts. “It just scared me. I know that I fuck up easily. I say or do stupid things and I don’t always pay enough attention. I’ve made it hard for people before. I was worried I’d done the same to you.”

Lucas shakes his head against his. “Hey,” he coaxes, touching Jens’s cheek. “I didn’t leave because you made it hard and I didn’t ignore you because I don’t trust you. I went home to tell my friends how much I care about you and I fucked up while I was there. I didn’t want to be the reason anyone got hurt, and I thought the best way to protect you was to let you go. But I fucked up and I’m so, so sorry Jens.”

“Don’t be,” Jens murmurs. “Just promise me you’ll stay.”

He has a feeling that they aren’t done. He’s aware that even if there is truly no more to het out of Lucas, Jens has his own demons lingering between them. But right now, Lucas is in front of him. He can’t bring himself to care about anything else.

“I’m staying,” Lucas swears instantly. “My life is easiest with you in it.”

“I know I’m shit at this, too,” Jens whispers. “At talking about things, and just being honest. I know I can make it hard to trust me. But it—it’s been hard for me to trust anyone, too.”

Lucas strokes his cheek, nodding, expression pinched.

“But I trust you,” Jens admits.

Lucas swallows. “Nothing is hard with you. You’re the only thing I’ve ever been sure of,” he replies.

Jens kisses him, hard and unrelenting, and Lucas gives as good as he gets as he slides his hands under Jens’s hoodie.

#van der stoffels #vds #wtfock #skam nl #sink or swim #vds season fic #sos clip

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the-river-person · 3 years ago

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I’m going to have to make a list of these eventually. But know that the world in “The Alleyway” is now considered "open for use" or “Community Shared” without the need to request permission from the creator (me) though I’d like to be tagged and credited still. Name of Au: WarrenTale Creator: the-river-person Date of Appearance: Aug 1st, 2021 Universe: WarrenTale is a Universe where Monsters and Humans live freely together within the four major cities of the Claustra Alliance. The Alliance is ruled over by an Emperor who mostly allows the city officials or rulers to each do as they see fit. Citizens are not allowed to leave the confines of the cities, which are large enough to be mostly comfortable for a lot of people, except by special rail cars which carry people to the other cities. The reason for this confinement is the Corruption. A supposed poison or infection that covers the land and deadens it, rendering it blackened or grey, and everything on it that is infected. The official reports state that the Corruption originated during the Human and Monster War and that in order to survive, Humans and Monsters formed an emergency peace treaty and created the cities with magic and technology, thus diverging WarrenTale from the main course of events of Undertale. Each city is supposed to corespond to one of the original Game’s main areas. Vandfald, the only named city thus far, is based on the Waterfall Area and features a city of colossal towers that carry layers of open-air streets and numerous districts. This cluster of towers stands in a deep gorge whose depths cannot be seen from above. Water is pumped in from below and put to use all over the city to generate power, the canals then dump it back down into the gorge via massive waterfalls. The city’s drinking and bathing water is pumped in specially to prevent any Corruption. There is still technology in this world, but its either primitive stuff or very very advanced. Little of the stuff we’d recognize remains unless its scavenged from outside the Cities and repaired to be sold by illegal merchants. The Warren is a set of twisted labyrinthine streets that are home to vagrants and vagabonds, shady dealers, persecuted minorities, criminals of various kinds, and pretty much most outcasts from the Cities. They are built to resemble the streets and styles of all four of the Cities, but are actually quite far away from all of them. Technology and Magic as old as the War was scavenged, rebuilt, and used to make numerous Gateways and Posterns that lead into the Four Cities in various locations. In the event of an incursion, these gateways can be shut down to cut off access. Denizens of the Warren see themselves as apart from the Cities and the Emperor’s rule, though not everyone sees themselves as a rebellion. Characters: Frisk: A Gender Neutral child of about twelve years of age who lives with the Dreemurr Family after having been adopted through the system at a young age (a deeply traumatic experience). Though the Dreemurrs are not cruel people and would never try to hurt anyone, they are not the most ideal parents and can sometimes be both neglectful and controlling. Madame Toriel: A charming woman, but somewhat overzealous about what she terms “climbing the social ladder”. This entails hosting large dinners and galas with all sorts of important people, especially Minister Sans. The Minister is of particular importance to her because he is Minister of Finance and Commerce for the City of Vandfald, and the Dreemurr family owns a budding trading company. She may be sweet on Sans, but its difficult to tell whether that’s real or merely a product of her ambitions. Though she sees herself as benevolent and kindly, she likes to have things her way and can aggressively micromanage everyone around her until she’s satisfied. Azzy: The child of Madame Toriel and Master Asgore. Suffers from neglect and is often ill and anxious. Whenever he’s well enough he likes to spend time out in the extensive gardens around the family house and sometimes to visit the city gardens. His favorite flower is a kind of golden blossom whose name he hasn’t found out yet, though he’s memorized the names of every other flower in the city. Master Asgore: A monster consumed by his desire for wealth, left a shell of himself. He is always working, always trying to make better trades, make new profitable deals. Driven by the need to provide a “better” life for his family, he is neglectful and absent. Though others might think him friendly and charming, he is solely focused on rising up in the world. Always rising, but never really stopping, never finding that enough is enough, and slowly losing the very things he’s certain that he’s caring for. Doggo: Surprisingly he’s an old University Professor, fired for teaching his students about dissenting views against the Alliance, the Cities, and the Emperor, about pre war history and philosophy, and about a number of things the city officials decided were “deliberately harmful to the prospects of students by taking up their time with unnecessary and outdated or irrelevant studies.” (In other words, they didn’t want to say he was a threat to the state so he got the boot). He still keeps in contact with several of his students, one of whom is Minister Sans of Vandfald City. Doggo now lives in the Warrens, and has printed several books with his knowledge (all banned by the Emperor after copies were found and confiscated by city law enforcement) under various pseudonyms. Minister Sans: For all appearances he is a respectable and upstanding Citizen. He oversees trade and business for Vandfald as well as setting the government’s budgets. However he is also well aware of the Warrens and is actively engaged in a growing resistance to the control of the Emperor. He is not publicly known to have a brother, but he cares very deeply for Papyrus and ensures that he always has more than enough to live on despite the fact they rarely see one another anymore. Papyrus: The Doorkeeper. Papyrus is rarely seen in person, spending almost all of his time in his home, hidden deep in the lower levels of Vandfald City’s towers. He has control of the mechanisms that maintain the entrances to the Warrens. Individual gates and doors can be shut by someone nearby in the Warrens. But this lonely skeleton holds the key to shut or open any or all of them whenever he wishes. How he ended up in charge of this is unknown, but he’s made it his life’s work to keep the Warrens free and the refugees living there safe. He spends so much time alone, watching the gateways, that it consumes him, driving him half mad. Sitting in the dark and staring at screens from ancient computers as old as the War of Humans and Monsters. Sans visits rarely, and ensures he has money and food and anything else he wants. Aron and Catty: Two married monsters who live in the Warrens. Traders and merchants, they sell illegally scavenged and repaired technology from the badlands beyond the city. Aron is a very handsome aquatic monster with muscular features and comes off as a used car salesman. He is deeply devoted to his Cat Monster wife and would do anything for her. She is only slightly resentful towards their situation, having come from a moderately wealthy family, but loves him just as fiercely. Despite this, they quarrel constantly, and she whacks him with whatever is on hand (really he doesn’t mind this and they both know it. It’s more for the show of getting their frustrations out.) Chilldrake: Child of the Drake family, a family who runs a restaurant in Vandfald City. His friends include Azzy, Frisk, a mouse (whose father works in the restaurant), and a monster named Suzy. Can I use this AU in my story/comic/video/art?: Yes. I only ask that I be tagged and credited! So I can come see what cool stuff you did! Can I write a story/comic or make a video for this AU that tells its story?: Sure. I don’t have a story for it. I might come back and do a one shot or two. But all stories for it are equally canon. Is Mistral Sans an official part of this AU?: He is not. Mistral visited, and ended up giving advice to Frisk and Azzy. But he won’t interfere with events here, and has told them not to mention him to anyone. He might offer them one or two pieces of advice if they really need it, but its likely he’ll be long gone before the story draws to its close. He’s just here to see what this Universe is like. Will you answer questions about this AU’s characters, places, and history?: Sure. I’d love to. Just send an ask and if I have an answer, I’ll let you know. Or if I never thought about that, I can probably figure it out in order to answer.

#WarrenTale #mistral sans #the alleyway #undertale au #community shared undertale au #alternate universe #feel free to reblog #reblogs welcome #undertale #undertale one shot #community shared au

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freebooter4ever · 4 years ago

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i’ve seen the discussion going back and forth on boundaries and sexual objectification, and i don’t have much to add to the conversation other than to say everyone is allowed to determine their OWN ‘lines’ and just because we don’t vocalize them doesn’t make them any less valid. but here’s the limits i set for my blog if anyone feels it is important for them to know (<3):

personally I consider ‘characters’ fair game for anything goes, with ‘public personas’ a little more iffy. ‘RPF’ isn’t new - it just takes on a new more accessible/visible form nowadays. i remember reading my first fic about a ‘real person’ back in my LOTR fandom days - it was a story in first person perspective about the main character meeting orlando bloom on a plane before he was ‘famous’. like a lot of these types of stories, it wasnt so much about the person as it was about the meet cute. the actor was just a convenient placeholder with a handsome face and some personality quirks thrown in to make the romance/dialogue more specific. i personally dont read much xReader fic nowadays, but mostly only cause i’m an old fart who can’t relate to the ‘you’ format. i miss the good old days when people actually created OC’s and then inserted them into things LOL. but also LOL if you think i’ve gone an entire year of quarantine without some imagined personal fantasies of joe mazzello (or steve aoki in the years before)(ramilicious can attest to this. she can also attest to most of these fantasies ending in friendship rather than anything explicit cause that’s just how i roll these days lol). the line i draw is i would never post these types of fics in a place where the subject could accidentally find them - you have to go looking for this stuff on tumblr, most fics are given explicit ratings and under read-mores. with the blacklist tags it’s pretty easy to filter things out. its even easier to add filters to ao3 searches. i am NOT going to do something like message steve aoki and say ‘yeah i watched that movie Ibiza like five times, here is my 1k fic where you’re the dj and i’m the one night stand’. but obviously people still enjoy imagining scenarios like these otherwise movies like Ibiza wouldn’t exist?

for art, i consider anything already on display up for grabs, we all know a certain person’s ass is all over the place...all you have to do is google ‘need for speed’ and rami’s name. HOWEVER, in the case of actors i personally would not draw anything more explicit than what’s already there. i’m not gonna draw full frontal nudity for rami (unless he gifts us with it in a movie, i suppose) or anyone. this is 100% a personal choice for me.

i was a sophomore or junior in college when i volunteered as a figure drawing monitor where i’d time the nude model’s poses and help them set up the stage and lighting and such. there was this one guy in his mid forties probably, a regular who came every week, and i always thought of him fondly till one day (the day after i ran into my Hot Programming TA during dinner and later sent him an email begging him to go on a date with me because i was desperate for kissing experience)(and Hot Programming TA emailed me back within minutes saying yes) this artist guy who i saw all the time and thought i knew fairly well, decided to draw me instead of the model. which would have been fine except he drew me naked. i was NOT naked at the time, i was wearing a shirt, and a bra, and a full prairie skirt with alternating calico and floral patterns. he drew what he imagined was underneath all that. he came up to me after the figure drawing session and showed me his drawings and told me i had been ‘glowing’ and my response was to laugh it off awkwardly and get the hell out of there as soon as i gave the model their pay check. but inwardly i was thinking a) i was NOT glowing for this creepy man twice my age and b) i did NOT give him consent to sexualize my body under my clothes and then SHOW me that objectification. i never said anything to him or anything else, i continued to be the monitor, and i continued to field off creepy advances from him including multiple job offers, but when i finally realized i could just...stop..and i passed the student volunteer monitor job on to my friend naeem, i also realized that what that older male artist did was NOT ok in my book. and it was probably not something he would do while naeem was monitoring.

nowadays im working in an industry that regularly objectifies female bodies. in the past year alone i have had to deal with requests to make breasts bigger, i have been given character rigs that in addition to the usual elbow, knee, and spine joints also have ‘nipple’ joints but ONLY for the women (to make them jiggle for animation), every time i send out a female pose i get it back with notes that push it further into the sexy type of body language reserved for women (twist the spine more! sway the back more! give it ‘energy!’), i have been told to erase wrinkles and fat and pores but ONLY for the women (men you ADD pores bc realism! and manliness!) and this is all me working for a company that is actually fairly progressive in terms of sexism compared to OTHER studios.

like it or not, sexual objectification is a huge part of specifically women’s lives and how we react to that is our business. for me, turning the tables and putting men on display feels like fair’s fair. i cant stop the men from doing it, so if i want to enjoy sexualizing male bodies, damn it im gonna! like dang it, boy do i want to send steve aoki a thank you note every time he posts a video of himself doing those ice baths during the sunset golden hour bc holy shit gorgeous or working out in his gym wearing VERY little clothes, but i dont because i know what its like when someone imposes their personal fantasies on the subject. or, god, there was that time i had to unfollow nicole’s insta for a while bc i had a very explicit dream about her and realized, shit, i need to take a break and get my emotions under control before i can refollow. and god some of the stuff i see dudes sending her during her live videos on mental illness/meditation is TOTALLY gross and not something they should be confronting her with. and she’s not even ‘famous’ famous. or how some fans send their idols explicit direct messages without consent. THAT feels inappropriate to me.

a part of me feels like i shouldn’t have to defend this. men don’t. they’re even encouraged in mass media to sexualize women. but i also recognize the importance of talking about consent. the importance of recognizing that a celebrity deserves to have their boundaries respected. these are my lines in fandom. other people have different lines they won’t cross, and that’s okay to me. i block or blacklist any blogs or tags i think go over the top.

heck, even in fandom-only spaces i still try to keep my own more sexual fantasies off this blog and only in private messages with my friends and mutuals, and i feel like that might come across as unintentionally prudish or judgmental sometimes. i’m not ‘horny on main’ very often. but like...every time i reblog that particular ‘washing machine’ gif of joe mazzello am i thinking about him naked and thinking about how he’s got very loooooong feet, and ‘gee i wonder if that means /other/ things are Too Big for my tastes’ but also ‘gosh wouldnt that make a pretty picture to draw’???? hell yeah.

i dont know who is gonna actually read this essay but yolo i guess :)

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dragon-kazansky · 4 years ago

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A rose in shadows - Chapter six

Chapter 6 - Professor James Moriarty

Sherlock enters the Oxford University. This was the school Moriarty taught at and requested to meet.

Though it pained Sherlock to leave you at the wedding, he could not reschedule this meeting. He saw in your eyes when you were talking to him that you understood, and for that he was grateful.

"Fisherweise." Sherlock took note of the music playing as he entered the classroom. "Schubert, 1826."

On the opposite side of the room stood Professor James Moriarty, a younger man bedside him, most likely a student. They both took notice of the other man entering the room.

"Give up you foolish trickery." He translated the song.

"This fish you cannot cheat." Moriarty added.

"I hope I'm not intruding." Sherlock looks between the professor and the student.

"Excuse me." Moriarty turns to the other man and gives him the books he was holding. "Matthew, please take these up to Mr. Williams. And make sure he packs my white tie and tails."

"I'll take care of it Professor." The student takes the books and nods, leaving the two men alone.

"I do apologise, I'm off for a blasted lecture tour." He stops the music. "Would you care for some tea or coffee?"

"Neither."

"Something stronger, perhaps?"

"No, but might I trouble you for an inscription?" Sherlock approaches the table the other man has stopped at and holds out a book. It's one of Moriarty's own: The Dynamics Of An Asteroid & Lecture Notes. The professor's name was under the title in the same neat gold font.

Moriarty sits down and reaches for a pen, turning the pages of the book to sign it.

Sherlock walks slowly around the table and goes over to the blackboard behind the Professor. The whole board is covered in white chalk, notes of all kinds scribbled across it.

"I read that the good doctor was to be married today. How was the service?"

"Definitive. He'll no longer be party to my investigations." Sherlock tells him, still looking over the blackboard. "He's out of the equation. I..." He takes note of a pyramid of numbers, Pascal's triangle, with some of the numbers marked. "...trust you'll take this into consideration." Sherlock notices a book left by the blackboard: The Art of Domestic Horticulture.

"And what considerations will you grant me?" Moriarty asks.

Sherlock spots the dying plant by the window. He then turns and comes back to he table where the Professor blows on his inscription, letting the ink dry quickly, before he closes the book and hands it back.

"Have you actually read the book?"

"I found it compelling. Though I;m primarily interested in your more recent endeavours." Holmes and Moriarty look each other in the eye.

"I take that as a compliment. I have the upmost regard for your talents. It's a pleasure to finally meet you..."

They shake hands.

"Officially." He finishes off.

Sherlock nods, thought rather awkwardly, and then steps back, walking to the other side of the room.

"Are you familiar with the study of graphology?"

"I've never given it and serious thought, no." Moriarty replies, watching Sherlock open the book and turn to the page he as signed.

Sherlock comes to a stop, book open in his hand, and he glances between the page and the professor.

"The psychological analysis of handwriting." Sherlock tells him. "The upward strokes on the P, the J and the M indicate a genius level intellect. While the flourishes on the lower zone denote a highly creative, yet meticulous nature. But, if one observes the overall slant and the pressure of the writing, there's a suggestion of acute narcissism, a complete lack of empathy, and a pronounce inclination toward..."

"No." Moriarty says loudly.

"...moral insanity."

"In answer to your previous request regarding Dr. Watson not being involved, the answer is no."

Sherlock looks up form the book.

"The laws of celestial mechanics dictate that when two objects collide... there is always damage of a collateral nature." James Moriarty speaks calmly, smoothly. There is something sinister in his words. He stands from the desk after pulling something out of the draw next to him. "Exempli Gratia." He approaches Sherlock. "Two gentlemen find themselves at cross purposes. A young woman... torn between them. The strain proves too much for her... and she suddenly falls ill... with tragic consequences."

He drops a handkerchief onto the chess board beside him. IA is sewn into the corner. Blood stands out amongst the white material.

Sherlock feels a chill run down his spine as his eyes focus on it.

"A rare form of tuberculosis."

Irene Adler.

"She succumbed in a matter of seconds."

He got her.

"Now..." Moriarty picks up the black queen chess piece from the board. "Are you sure you want to play this game?"

"I'm afraid you'd lose." Sherlock says, not looking at him until the words had left his mouth.

"Rest assured, if you attempt to bring destruction down upon me... I shall do the same to you." He warns the detective. "My respect for you, Mr. Holmes, is the only reason you're still alive."

"You've paid me several compliments. Let me pay you one in return when I say that, if I were assured of the former eventuality..." Sherlock drops the book on the empty chair in front of him and looks down at the professor from his standing position. "...I would cheerfully accept the latter." He picks up the handkerchief from the chess board and turns away, making his way to the door.

"I'll be sure to send my regards to the happy couple."

He stops and turns to face Moriarty as he reaches the door way, but says nothing and leaves the room.

"Another time then." Moriarty calls out, just loud enough for him to hear.

As Sherlock leaves the university, dread fills him for just a moment. Everyone is in danger. No one is safe from Moriarty.

Sherlock has never felt more of a need to hurry back home and see you. Now he needed you more than ever. He needed you beside him, and though that is not the safest place, it's safer than any other.

He needs you to help him get to John and Mary before Moriarty does.

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starlene · 4 years ago

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I can’t ever draw just one of these in a row.

Some of my thoughts/headcanons about Jekyll/Hyde x Utterson under the cut!

So! Thought it would be interesting to write down some of my current thoughts about this ship, because even though I’ve had the basics of my headcanon down for years, I keep changing my mind about the details... So this is how I feel about them in summer 2020!

In my mind, taking the constraints of the musical into account, and keeping in mind all my headcanons are based on a production where unrequited Utterson/Jekyll was canon and they were both in their late 20s, I think there are two ways this ship can go:

1) Unrequited until the end

Jekyll and Utterson have some history together, some years ago (this much was implied by the production, and the rest of this post is just piles of headcanon slapped on top of that.) Utterson’s been in love with Jekyll for heaven knows how long, and in my headcanon, there is certain potential that Jekyll might one day reciprocate that. Instead, though, he actively decides to repress and ignore those feelings... except for this one time.

So after their brief fling, they go back to a faux status quo where Utterson is still deeply in love with Jekyll but half believes, half pretends to believe that Jekyll doesn’t know it, and Jekyll knows it, but 100% refuses to ever think about it. I think they’re best friends for real, so both have a real fear of losing the other and thus a strong motivation for keeping this up – but since I like to headcanon my musical Jekylls as selfish bastards, I figure Jekyll also thinks Utterson is potentially useful to him with all that legal knowhow and whatnot, so that’s an extra incentive for him not to cut any ties.

And this is how it stays until the end of Jekyll’s life, with a mountain of things eternally left unsaid. (Somewhere deep in my ship tag, there are some short fics & comics that explore this scenario further, go find them if you’re curious – I still stand behind those stories, even if I would do the art differently today.)

2) Dark kind of romance

Musical!Hyde is pretty big on the whole having-all-the-”forbidden”-sex thing. I’m not saying that’s a fantastic interpretation of Stevenson’s original character or anything, but that’s what we have in the musical, sooo... with that in mind, let’s take my headcanon number 1 and expand upon it!

If we assume that somewhere deep inside, Jekyll is – well, not in love with Utterson, no, but repressing some feelings that could blossom into something more one day, and also vaguely aware of Utterson’s feelings, plus definitely thinking his best friend is kinda hot... I think it’s not too far-fetched that as Hyde, he’d go hitting on Utterson at some point.

I think this starts happening after Utterson finds out Hyde’s true identity (the musical makes it look like that happens the night before the wedding, but for this headcanon, let’s assume Utterson confronting Hyde and Jekyll giving Lucy’s letter to Utterson are two different events set a couple of weeks apart.) Jekyll is probably avoiding Utterson altogether by this point, so Hyde’s all that Utterson’s getting. He jumps at the chance.

Hyde’s certainly not an attentive lover, and Utterson sorta loathes himself for giving into his advances. He’s feeling the insult in Jekyll only sharing the very worst of himself with him on this intimate level, but at the same time, he feels it’s actually him who’s taking advantage of Jekyll here, because the man is clearly ill and Hyde’s a symptom of that illness, and the real Jekyll wouldn’t want to do what they’re doing. But he’s been in love with Jekyll for so long, and the wedding is still happening, and by the looks of it, the man might be dead next week anyways... so by this point, he’d rather have the very worst of him than nothing at all.

So for some weeks, they keep up this relationship, fueled by lust and shadowed by a strong sense of staring into the void, standing at the brink of a deep dark abyss. And indeed, soon enough, the void closes around Jekyll/Hyde and Utterson stays behind, alone. (This is the universe for almost all of my ship art, because with this story and these characters, I’m largely not one for happy AUs.)

P.S. Do I wish they would properly explore scenario number 2 with Lucy in the musical – having her state that she knows full well that Hyde is Jekyll, but still rather has him at his worst than not at all... but noooo, that would simply be too interesting a conflict for a female Frankhorn character. Boo. I don’t really want to make fan content about a scenario like that, though, because the whole sex worker thing gives it a nasty non-consensual spin – with Utterson, it’s dark for sure, but they’re still both in it 100% willingly.

P.P.S. I think drawing these two is so relaxing to me because a) they remind me of some good times – better times, really, in some ways b) it’s relaxing to draw things you know how to draw, and seeing they’re pretty much the only thing I’ve drawn regularly during the past few years, they’re honestly the subject I'm the most comfortable with atm, sorta requiring less active thought than many other things would. Uh. Yeah.

#heck it this is going to the tags #Jekyll and Hyde #Jekyll & Hyde #Edward Hyde #Gabriel John Utterson #otp: nuoruuden hairahdus #my art #also my headcanons #coloured pencils! somehow it's just super relaxing to colour away

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angelrunners · 4 years ago

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Ok i have no idea how to write beware posts because i haven't had to write one in years. But do not go harassing anyone or going to pm them. Block them and move on. Speed the word but do not interact with them.

If you share this, do not tag it. I want people to see this shared around without using tags. Dont tag bol or use the hashtags. Im serious. This is a very important topic i need people to know.

Alright lets get this shit show started.

Bol The Eye is a russian artist who is primarily on twitter. And she used to do we happy few art then switched to primarily cookie run artwork. I know friends who commissioned her that said she was nice to work with. Granted didn't follow references well. She also is on furafinity under bol the eye. Selling adoptables aimed at cookie run fans as well as furries.

So bol has a a patreon that she advertises on twitter. Which is fine. But she posts nsfw there. You might be confused at the issue here.

Bol drew a nsfw humanized version of the character space doughnut from the game cookie run ovenbreak. I will not post any of the artwork. But she posts "censored previews" on her nsfw twitter.

Both of her twitters below. And no i will not post the art. But space doughnut looks like shes been drawn like a 12 year old. She looks like shes been drawn young.

Now if you don't know space doughnut. Let me tell you about her.

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It was October or November she got an event. It was a sticker coloring book. And youd do tasks to unlock stickers. Then youd make little art pieces to give to her. She gave you rewards based on her reaction. Which is a very child thing to do.

Her relationship chart is also a huge factor in on this. Because space doughnut admires a literal child. Which is implied to be a best friend.

Bol tried to justify the fact she aged up space doughnut to draw porn. She claimed it was "headcanon age" and that "its an alien". Not to mention my friend pmd her on patreon and was essentially threatened over this. Bol made posts about my friend on twitter. I got screenshots before bol thankfully listened to my friend and deleted them.

And people are defending bol mind you. Its not ok. And bol, the reason you are being called out is because headcanons don't mean jack shit when almost everyone can agree its a literal child. And your poll shows there's other pedos who are trying to make it seem like its nothing. Mind you, we all do research before we actually make posts like this. I was keeping this anonymous until you decided to threaten one of my best friends on patreon. I wont post any of the patreon messages due to my friend wanting his privacy. But bol essentially threatened and harassed him over a simple question. It should have stayed in pms but bol blew it the fuck up. How is that ok? Especially for a grown ass adult woman.

I found the space doughnut art preview on her nsfw twitter wayyyy before my friend pmd on patreon. Hell. Bol has an unlocked nsfw twitter and doesn't age check anyone who looks at it. I wont post the comments uncensored but there are people who are saying the photo is hot and all that pedo shit.

And bol said herself that she left tumblr. Can't wait for her to come back on and find my posts. Because this shit has already gone through the cookie run community, furries and we happy few. Granted not everyone, hence this post.

Please be safe and do share this info around. Shes a pedo and this shit isn't welcome anywhere.

Tl;dr- bol the eye ages up minors in cookie run to draw porn of them. She harasses anyone who calls her out. Sent threats to a friend who pmd her.

Be safe out there.

Ill add more later but im fucking drained and i have one hell of a migraine from pulling an all nighter.

And bol, if you find my post here. Leave my friend the fuck alone. You dug yourself into this hole by threatening him instead of politely explaining. I've seen everything on both sides and im disgusted. And now you sure as hell ain't gonna be what you call "the face of cookie run". You are a pedophile who tries to justify your bullshit.

Again. Do not go after bol or her followers. Spread the word around and block her. Thanks for reading.

And i cannot stress enough. My blogs are a safe space. None of those trashy ass fucks allowed.

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