#anyway sorry for being inactive again
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janetcage · 8 months ago
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Sorry for dropping off the face of the earth everyone, I’m back bc my sibling drew a really shitty anglescales art for me
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@up-side-in-side-out
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knockknockitsnickels · 4 months ago
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I think this is one of my favorite lines from the Wraith route because of (imo) how much the meaning changes depending on if you got there via Spectre or Nightmare. For Spectre, it honestly strikes me as a genuine question. Why are you doing this to her? If you're on the Spectre route, you presumably already know the Narrator can't really be trusted, since you had to reject his reward to get here. What are you hoping to gain from continuing to hurt her? For Nightmare, it honestly just makes me sad. As the Shifting Mound describes her, "She desires only companionship, but the only thing she knows is how to hurt." This line feels like a plea from someone who genuinely doesn't understand why you keep rejecting her. She wants to be with you, but she just can't understand how to do that in a way which doesn't hurt you.
#at the risk of getting put on a list there is something tragic & relatable in nightmare#someone who desperately wants to make connections but just can't understand how#anyway wraith is one of my favorite princesses for stuff like this (and bc tragedy aside her route is a riot)#also im sorry if she doesn't say that line if you got there via nightmare#that's how i got her and i could've sworn she did? But i only found footage of her saying it in spectre#slay the princess#stp#stp wraith#the wraith#stp spectre#stp nightmare#side note archetypal/heart#(slash so i don't accidentally tag them)#pointed out on another post of mine that you get wraith via nightmare by killing her and via spectre by leaving her in the basement#in both cases its a rejection of her (rejection being one of wraith's main themes)#which makes me speculate on spectre's ch 3 (which i think we currently have very little info on?)#Trying to run from Nightmare should technically be a 'rejection' as well#but you get MOC from that (and from choosing to stay with her)#imo bc you're just repeating the same inaction which got you into this situation in the first place#you don't want to slay her. you don't want to set her free. So you just leave her there (again)#and so you get MOC where things have only gotten worse and you have no choice left. Because you chose *not* to take action again#So I wonder if spectre 3 will be a similar 'repeating your past mistakes' type of deal#i was skeptical about it coming from stabbing yourself while she possesses you or trying to crush her bones#but it does make sense with that in mind#im curious if it'll parallel MOC#except instead of having no choice but to free the princess you have no choice but to obey the narrator again#maybe you both end up stuck in the cabin forever again?#idk#sorry i probably should've put all of that tag in the post lmao
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ruubesz-draws · 7 months ago
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Update...
Sorry for being inactive for a while. Life has been hectic to the point where I just haven't had the energy and time to draw things. But I have a few WIPs that I want to finish and hopefully show you guys soon.
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Yes, the last two are gijinkas (and I have more)
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amethystpath-writes · 2 years ago
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Bread and Eggs
(NOT A PR0MPT)
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It started with the ringing of Villain’s phone. He wasn’t surprised to see Hero’s name pop up. He admired the too-small circle with her picture on it. It was impossible to tell by looking at the emblem, but Villain knew it was a picture from their first date.
To think it had been five years ago...
Villain’s picture on Hero’s phone had been a more recent photo, one from their engagement. An image of him kneeling with the classic black velvety case. It was warm the day of their engagement- Villain didn’t dare propose on a cold day; it would have led to an obvious refusal.
He used to joke that warmth was the only reason Hero even liked him. “You scorn me constantly,” Villain would tease. “You only like me because of the heat I so generously produce.”
“As if you have any control over it! You can’t help that you’re so warm, but it is definitely a plus,” she would ultimately agree.
Now, they were married- and, oh, hadn’t it been a dream? Looking for homes, buying a home, getting groceries, coming home to one another, holding each other at the end of the day. It was all Villain wanted in life, and for so long, it seemed impossible. Yet, here they were; her joyful face was beaming at his under the name ‘Love of my life’.
Answering the phone, Villain jokingly began, “Yes, honey, I remembered to get the bread and eggs.”
The voice that answered wasn’t Hero’s.
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sadquickchristmassnowman · 1 year ago
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community pilot breakdown/analysis so far
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littlehatmouse · 1 year ago
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i never post on here and i feel bad so i will throw some sketches at you
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koopaling-headcanons · 11 months ago
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Roy has more pairs of sunglasses than Wendy has bows, jewelry, and shoes combined
Darn right he does! Part of me wants to believe he has an assortment of all different kinds of sunglasses, but then the other part of me thinks he has like 8 billion pairs of the same sunglasses lol 😭
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theelmoarchive · 1 year ago
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have you ever drawn skully? :33
I have!!! :D
I have this post of mine from a little while ago, but I also have this guy on the whiteboard in my kitchen lmao
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I wanna draw them more tho cause theyre so <3<3<3
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ask-site-61 · 16 days ago
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hey dude could you please try to limit reblogging non-rp SCP posts in-character, (especially with things that are unrelated/add nothing to the conversation) as it is annoying some people and not really good rp etiquette. there are better ways to advertise your blog.
i’m informing you of this because this is pissing some people off and i don’t want your thing to piss people off because it seems really important to you and full of passion, and i would hate to see people come to find it annoying. sorry if this ask seems condescending, i’m bad with tone and you mentioned once in a discord server to never lie and say people like you when they don’t.
- 🧫 anon
//OOC POST (which should be obvious but whateva!!)
Yeah, that's fair!!
The few posts I did repost in character I tried to make a comment onto it using the OOC indicator (//so that people could look over here! hi! and get substance out of the reblog BESIDES just "oh stupid roleplayers >:(" ^^)
albeit I'm unsure if that helps at all? because regardless I think this annoys anyone
anyways!! yeah! ofc dude!! :^)
//p.s. never mention meeting me from discord on this account idk why but recent controversy about a COMPLETELY unrelated server and people (trust me it's so fucking stupid that i'm not even gonna name it) makes me scared that you could be onna them...
as a double note I haven't posted here in 9 days because life exists and has made me busy so 😞😞 ANYWAYS YEAH SORRY IF ANYONE WAS PISSED OFF BY ME BEING SILLY AND WHATNOT LOLZIES!!!
//OOC POST (which should be obvious but whateva!!)
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a-lonely-tatertot · 1 year ago
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seeing a post with a time stamp that says 3 years ago and you just have to sit down for a sec. like god so much has happened and yet it feels like yesterday
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sungbeam · 1 year ago
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hi....... 🧍🏻‍♀️
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taegularities · 1 year ago
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Hi,Rid.
How are you honey? It’s been a while.
hey love. ahhh thank you for asking!! have you been better these days? i'm okay, just busy as hell.. sad about how fast the weekend passes :') but things have been a lot better now <3
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alesbianperson · 10 months ago
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football player!ellie williams x fem!reader
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summary: At the football play you visited to support your best friend, something happens that you didn't expect.
warnings: smoking (weed); slightly implied loser Ellie at the end; swear words; girls kissing (what a surprise); my writing idk
authors note: so firstly I mean football as soccer and not american football, but its not important to the plot so it can be interpreted as either; secondly, sorry for being so inactive I actually needed fucking half a year just for this its actually embarressing, I'm really slow at writing I don't know why, but I'm trying to be more active. I also didnt proofread so sorry for grammar mistakes or something anyway I hope you enjoy this!!
ALSO BIG DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT SUPPORT NEIL DRUCKMANN AND THE FACT THAT HE SUPPORTS ISRAEL!! If you don't know whats going on in Palestine, please go educate yourself because its highly important.
Here are a few links, so nobody can say it's too complicated or annoying to search for information (besides its really fucking heartless, cruel and totally not human to say "I dont wanna put effort in researching" while people are literally suffering and dying because of a genocide):
General information/updates
Brands to boycott
How you can help Palestine
Palestine masterposts: 1 2
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This evening was the final football game of the season. Everyone was so excited, and your best friend played in the school team, so of course, you came to this game to support her. You already arrived a bit late because you took a nap and didn't hear the alarm, so you quickly searched for your friends who were already sat and luckily saved you a seat. When they saw you coming in, they waved you over to them.
"What took you so long? The game has already started!" One of them said before switching their attention back to the field. "Sorry, I overslept." You explained yourself sitting down on your seat. "You didn't miss much, just a foul from the other team. They're so annoying and clearly playing anything but fair." Another one of your friends said, rolling her eyes while offering you a bag of chips. You declined and began searching for your best friend between all the other players, running on the field. Not even five seconds later, you found her. With the ball in front of her, she ran towards the goal. You joined the cheers of everyone from your school, sure that this was going to be such a great goal until:
A girl from the other team came out of nowhere, running towards her, tackling her to the ground. You gasped. "That was another foul!" One of your friends exclaimed, standing up to better see what the referee would say. But instead of also looking at the referee, your gaze still hasn't left the girl, responsible for the foul.
She looked pleased with herself. What an asshole! You thought to yourself, but couldn't deny that the way her eyes sparkled in the light and her auburn hair moved in the wind was mesmerising. Too distracted by her features, you realised a bit late that she was eyeing you too. A smirk on her lips, she winked at you before walking off the field, your eyes still on her.
"Too bad that bitch just got a yellow card. She deserved more, right?" Your friends, already discussing the decision of the referee, were turning to you since you were the only one who didn't comment on it. Heat rushed into your cheeks as you realised you hadn't listened the whole time, busy gushing over that girl. "Yeah.. definitely more." Was all you said to not keep the attention on you.
"Guys," you added after a short pause, "I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick. I'll be back."
"Sure."
"But hurry, they're already playing again."
You just slightly nodded before walking off to search for the bathrooms. To your luck, they weren't far away from your seats, so it didn't take too long to find them. As you closed the door behind you, a strong smell of weed filled your lungs. Holding a hand in front of your mouth, you coughed reflexively.
"Having trouble breathin', princess?"
You turned around to see the girl who fouled your best friend sitting on the sink, her legs slightly swinging forwards and back. She still wore her tricot but now had a grey, dirty, worn-out jacket over it. The half up half down bun she had was messed up, probably because of the constant running on the field, and between two of her fingers, she held an already half smoked joint.
Her smile rose as she noticed your gaze lingering on her again. "Y'want a photo? It'll last longer." She chuckled, finding this old ass joke very funny. You rolled your eyes at her words but couldn't help the smile, forming on your lips. "What are you doing here anyway, don't you have to play?" She blew out the smoke she held in her mouth before answering your question. "My coach replaced me. Said I needed a break before playing again." You just nodded because you didn't know how to keep the conversation going. For a few seconds, you both just looked at each other in silence. After taking another drag from the joint, she leaned forward, offering you to do the same.
"No, thanks. I don't smoke."
"Thought so." She chuckled. After a short pause, she added: "Not in a rude way, of course. Y'just don't look like you'd do drugs." Even though you knew it was childish and totally stupid, you now wanted to prove to her that you were indeed someone who could take drugs. So you took the joint out of her hand, carefully brought it to your lips, and inhaled.
You probably shouldn't have inhaled this deep because now you were coughing like someone poured tons of sand down your throat. It surely felt like it. When you calmed down a bit, you looked up again, handing the joint back to the girl on the sink, who was clearly amused. "What a brave girl." She said with a shit eating grin on her face. "Come here, I'll show you how it's done right."
She gestured between her spread legs. As you moved towards her, she leaned in, reducing the space between the two of you. "Open your mouth." She then proceeded to take a drag from the joint. As she moved closer, your breath hitched. Your eyes wandered from her gorgeous green ones down to her lips, and heat rose in your cheeks again. Without breaking eye contact, she blew the smoke she had in her mouth into yours. Reflexively, you closed it.
"Now hold it in."
And that's what you did. The smoke filled your lungs, this time a lot less painful than your first drag. After a few seconds, you exhaled slowly, a small smile of pride on your face.
Your faces were still very close, and silence fell upon the both of you again. The tension thickend. Her emerald green eyes stared directly into yours, abruptly blinking down to your lips. "Can I kiss you?" Your voice was nothing more than a whisper, fading into thin air. A smirk grew once again on her lips before nodding and then proceeding to lean in and closing the gap between the two of you.
Once her lips were on yours, she cupped your cheek, her fingertips brushing slightly over it. You felt like your heart was going to jump out of your chest. Her lips were so soft. You couldn't really describe the feeling, but it felt good. Like you were on cloud nine. You quickly synced with the rhythm she set, leaning forward so that her back met the wall behind her.
Your hands wandered behind her neck, beginning to tug on her hair slightly. A soft groan escaped her lips at the sudden impact, which sounded like music to your ears.
A smile formed on your lips once she broke the kiss to catch her breath. "What're you smiling at?" She looked at you irritated, which just caused you to chuckle.
"I don't know. You're.. pretty."
Silence followed after that.
"Pretty enough to get your number?"
Ellie wanted to bash her head against the wall at her cringe comment. She thought she'd definitely crossed the line now. But you just began laughing, quickly covering your mouth with your hand to muffle the sound.
"Sorry. Don't get me wrong I-", you interrupted yourself by holding up your finger to signal her to wait and began searching for your phone in your purse. Fuck. You thought as you realised you left it in your jacket with your friends and hurriedly searched around for something to write on. Ellie just watched you amused, catching on to your plan. She snatched a pepertowel out of the spender and offered it to you. You just gave her an awkward smile, fishing a half empty kajal out of your purse and scribbled your phone number on it.
As you handed it to her, she took it with the same smirk she had in the beginning. "As sad as it is, I think I have to go back on the field. My coach probably misses me by now." She added hesitantly while sliding off the sink and walking towards the door. "Cool meeting you, though." The click of the closing door was the last thing you heard before you were completely alone in the bathroom.
With the paper towel still in her hand, Ellie made her way over to the rest of her team, almost jumping with joy and thanking every mighty power for letting her survive the whole conversation without completely losing her mind or embarrassing herself. She'd definitely save your number as soon as she could. Actually contacting you was a whole other story.
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jinnxedy · 1 year ago
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needy leon
disclaimer: not proofread, smut, 18+ content, mdni!, just sexual stuff.
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✩⃝ ok, so imagine Leon coming back to your shared home, all needy, stressed and horny for you.
✩⃝ Poor guy has been away from you for weeks, you being the only thing that kept him going.
✩⃝ Masturbating to you whenever he had the chance to, moaning and chanting your name over and over again, hoping you could magically appear out of nowhere.
✩⃝ Still, it wasn't enough for his needy self, he needed to fuck you so, so bad.
✩⃝ Imagine the joy he felt when he was finally able to come back home, to be able to hold you and touch you after so many days.
✩⃝ Leon is just smothering you to death. As soon as he saw you, he kissed you with such hunger and neediness.
✩⃝ He was touchy, sloppy, and very, very vocal.
✩⃝ You could even hear him sighing and whining, finally having you in his arms.
✩⃝ His hands groping and gripping every part of your body so hard, leaving red hand marks all over.
✩⃝ You weren't a stranger to this behavior from him, Leon always got like this when he came back from such long missions.
✩⃝ And of course, you loved it. You loved the attention he instantly gave you, you loved seeing him like this.
✩⃝ It wasn't long before he picked you up and took you to the bed, he wasn't gonna wait more than he already has.
✩⃝ He had you pinned under him, his body weight keeping you there, but it wasn't like you were trying to move. You needed this too, you were as desperate as he was.
✩⃝ You could feel his dick pressing up against your thighs as he rolled his hips against them as his face was pressed against your neck, his mouth open while groans and moans escaped, his warm breath hitting your skin.
✩⃝ In a matter of seconds he had you both naked, rapidly thrusting his dick into your tight, wet pussy.
✩⃝ The sound bed frame hitting the wall and the bed creaking competing against your's and Leon's moans.
✩⃝ He kept whispering things into your ear in such a husky tone as he rammed his dick inside you.
✩⃝ "so fucking good", "take it, just take it", "fuckfuckfuck", "good girl"
✩⃝ You couldn't help but moan frantically as he talked, you two were too far gone.
✩⃝ Didn't take long for Leon to cum inside you and for you to climax, but he still wasn't satisfied.
✩⃝ This kept going, and he wasn't gonna stop until he was satiated.
✩⃝ It's safe to say your night was filled with multiple orgasms and overstimulation thanks to Leon's needy ass.
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sorry for being kinda inactive, uni's been killing me lately. anyway, I was hoping to turn this into a longer/more detailed fic if you guys want??? don't be afraid to interact!! I hope y'all like this :))
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sadquickchristmassnowman · 1 year ago
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was trying to come up with a personalized queue tag for my blog and what I got was “abed’s uncontrollable queue-mas” so. absolutely terrible. implementing immediately
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dearladynightmare · 10 months ago
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I’m sure Entrapta was devastated when she realized that she really had been left behind by her supposed friends. And that they wouldn’t be coming back. This certainly led to sleepless nights for her. Hordak, on the other hand, seems to have his own reasons for not being able to sleep... but in the end, their reasons don’t seem very different to me.
Anyways!
Hiiiii my friends I’m back from the dead! 💜
Sorry for my inactivity (again) but this last year of school is extremely stressful for me, which is why I can‘t find the time or energy to draw or interact on social media much:P
At the moment I have a lil bit more time so I was finally able to finish this comic^^ Hope you enjoy!!!✨
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