#art school is a form of torture. anyways

[blueskittlesart]

i was about to ask why the hell you're in class until 9pm before i remembered timezones XD for requests maybe some alttp link?

bunny 😁

[asarigg]

About: Part 1

this section is meant to be for topics that I didn't include either because it didn't feel very organic with what was being talked about or... honestly I don't remember. Anyway, I hope these can also bring new ideas for you.

YEARS ALONE

Koujaku received his tattoo around the age of 15, and was at least 23 when he returned to the island, leaving a gap of around eight years that he spent completely alone, dealing with his trauma, without help. We don’t know anything about how he lived since then, what kind of contact he had with the rest of his family, because he says that he lost the contact he had with the rest of his family, when he traveled to Midorijima and the border was closed, not before. In those years he had to learn to cut hair, work on his own and gradually separate himself from his family. I always imagined that Koujaku would be homeschooled, instead of going to a normal school, since he was chosen as the heir. Maybe before that he would go to a regular school with other children. Without having a normal education he probably had to go back to studying as an adult to be able to get his degree. I mention some hcs about this later on too.

SCRAP

Observing the elements that appear in his mind, I’ve always wanted to have a bad ending that would involve the Scrap environment, it’s ideal for horror, can you blame me? When Aoba enters, he’s in a dark room, without furniture or decoration. When he goes to another room it turns out to be exactly the same as the previous one, and so on, countless more rooms until finally the appearance changes. For Koujaku being in that house felt like an endless labyrinth, all the rooms seemed equally oppressive, equally caging, hence why they all look the same. And all the doors have a dragon painted on them, wherever he looked, wherever he went, there was no escape, just another dark room, uninviting, cold, strange, disturbing, hostile, suffocating, all while some hairlike snakes chased him, demonstrating just how engraved the image of Ryuuhou is in his mind, torturing him and keeping him prisoner. The dragon painted on the doors has five claws, meaning it's an imperial dragon. The imperial dragon is supposed to represent the chinese emperor, so other dragons had four or three claws. Japanese dragons have a standard of three claws, and you can see three claws on the dragon that is on Ryuuhou's kimono. Maybe this is just meant to be Ryuuhou seeming like a regular, standard person (with a bunch of skulls around his neck uh), but in Koujaku's mind, he reveals his true form, almighty, powerful, someone way superior to him.

When the next room finally changes its appearance, Aoba finds a teenage Koujaku being tattooed, strands of hair enveloping him in a cocoon in a bed drenched with his own blood. And how ironic that the very tattoo that keeps him trapped and transforms him is made of hair.

Also, don’t you find it curious that Koujaku is reborn from a cocoon giving him a connection with butterflies and that Aoba’s dad told him about those big blue butterflies when he was a kid? Yeah… My butterfly kouao art was canon after all, they're not beating the allegations. The butterfly on the vip card of the club too…

DEVELOPMENT OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP. PATH TO HEALING: part 1

We talked already about Aoba and Koujaku’s relationship, symbolically, already starting long before you even get to their route. Obviously the route is a crisis in their friendship, but the feelings were already emerging long before, so it’s also a "breakup in their romantic relationship". The lack of communication and trust is what makes everything start to fall apart, and given the fact that he leaves with some women right at the beginning, it gives space to the infidelity and jealousy themes. I also have my opinions about this scene, but it’s nothing we haven’t mentioned already and they’re not things unique to them but in the entire game. I think it’s a terrible mistake that all this happens immediately after they walk through the door into PJ. They don’t give you any time to get used to the new environment, when we had Koujaku swearing his loyalty to Aoba and telling him that they would do everything they could to put an end to Toue’s cartoon villain evil plans.

I really think it would have been a good thing if they could wander the streets for a while, making you see that Koujaku is committed to this instead of making him fuck off as soon as he sees a woman, helping with the pace of the story and the feelings you should be having about them. He gives such a carefree image that it feels weird especially coming after the talk he gives to Aoba, it doesn’t feel true to himself.

And yes, it’s true that they leave crumbs, like describing his smile as forced, and that he has a strange expression when he sees the woman with the tattoo, but they are things that could be done later perfectly, and I even think it could work better, because it would leave you more disoriented, which is precisely what you should be thinking at this moment, better than a “okay man whatever”. You don’t even think about these details the first time you read it so the impression is more impactful. I don’t think Koujaku would walk away so soon, even if they ran into the girls as soon as they entered. Ryuuhou ruined his life, as well as his father, it’s not just any family problem, but a snowball of traumas that has been rolling around since his childhood. After years of working on forgetting him and stop seeking revenge, seeing a tattoo probably made by him must have felt like a kick in the balls, like seeing a ghost. He would be surprised and confused, of course, but I don’t know if he would go with them right away. His impulsiveness is important, but as an adult this is more nuanced. It’s not like one of the “provocations” he was responding to before, it’s no direct danger, it’s just a tattoo that might have been made by him, while he also has to keep appearances up next to Aoba. When faced with a personal dilemma he thinks about it a lot more, he hesitates. Maybe he needed time to process all this, to really think about what to do now that his memories are more vivid than ever.

Which btw after Koujaku sees Aoba sleeping in his bed you never see him with women (willingly lol). The ones in the beginning of his route don’t count because that’s for lore reasons :smug face:

Maybe as a result of this, Aoba would notice that his attitude after saying goodbye to those two women has changed, that he seems more quiet and serious, nervous, looking for excuses when Aoba asks him. Maybe later, when they decided to go to rest, instead of going to Glitter with Aoba, he would leave him alone and go see these women after exchanging numbers or something like that. That way, you can feel the role that Koujaku has as Aoba’s friend, and the tension and mystery are built step by step, not throwing it all at once.

Aoba not only gets angry with him when he chooses to go with those women, but rather he gets disappointed, he gets tired. Being in the critical situation they are in, in which they basically have to infiltrate “enemy territory” and overthrow the brainwashing empire of a millionaire bastard, you’d expect him to get angry way more forcefully. Of course we later learn why he does it, but at this moment the only thing that would cross his mind would be to hold it against him, grab his arm and stop him, but none of that happens.

But Aoba’s initial annoyance quickly fades, he seems rather disappointed, sad, especially when he sees them enter a nightclub. Because Koujaku has chosen to go with them instead of staying by his side, leaving him alone. Whenever he goes with these women, Aoba sees him from behind, from a distance. A cold and impersonal posture representative of the distance that is growing between them, as if he was something unattainable for him.

[little-emerald-snake]

Smutmas Day 1

"I’m going to fucking ruin you" - Sebastian Sallow X F!MC

🔥NSFW 🔞 MDNI

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Sebastian glared at her from across the room. She’d been teasing him all morning, wearing her skirt rolled up higher so it hung well above her knees. Sitting next to Garreth in potions instead of next to him and Ominis like usual.

Even now, she was bent over Ominis, whispering something to make the blonde blush profusely while her eyes met Sebastian’s from across the room.

Sebastian had been reluctant to tell the school they were seeing each other and while their meetups were less romantic and more for intimate late night hook ups. But she still wanted the school to know so if he was secretly fooling around with anyone else she would have a better chance of knowing.

Neither of them wanted the drama of romance but both craved the carnal sexual connection that they seemed to have shared since day one when she walked into Defense Against the Dark Arts.

While Sebastian had never flirted so hard with any of the other girls like he had with her and while she had never flirted seriously with any other boy it seemed logical for them to seek out an escape between each other.

They’d shared so much over the last few years anyway, between adventure, trauma, health and family issues. It made the most sense to seek comfort in any form from the other.

But right now Sebastian was irritated with her little games. He of course knew what she wanted from him but he didn’t want to be ridiculed for taking advantage of her or pulled aside by professors and warned that his actions had dire consequences.

Every bit of criticism they would tell him, he already knew and he didn’t want to hear it from anyone else. He’d tried to assure her that she was the only one he was sleeping with but his assurance wasn’t exactly good enough for her.

While he understood why, it didn’t make him feel any less hurt that she refused to believe him and instead kept insisting that they become public. So instead she turned to torturing him. After all, she knew he was quite possessive of her.

Later when they’d finally met up for their secret nighttime tryst he’d pulled her into his arms and pushed her up against a table. She’d had to sit back on it a bit to avoid being pressed so close up against him. “S-Sebastian…”

He’d slid her barely there skirt up her thighs and hummed in satisfaction as he pinned her against the table and rutted his hips against her center, sending her head tipping back as she moaned. “Don’t…you’ve been a bold little tease all day, and now you’re going to pay for it, won’t you sweetheart?”

She whimpered, his clothed cock dragging against her center as his lips attached to her neck. “Oh you pretty little thing. Look how desperate you are. Do you feel how hard I am? All for you. I’m only hard for you my darling. That’s how it’s always been and that’s how it always will be.”

She whimpered, pressing her hips against him eagerly, body shaking as it begs for friction between her legs. “Come on darling, bend over for me and lift this slutty little skirt. I’m going to fucking ruin you while I mark that pretty neck.”

[signed-sapphire]

So I made another Wish AU

Welcome to the Wish rewrite, “Of Stars and Secrets”, aka another AU I think represents Disney really well too, but in a different way (metaphor for how Disney is becoming a capitalist company who promises they can make dreams come true but in reality only cares abt power)

This one is NOT going to be in comic form, just doodles with words explaining between each story beat. I’m actually sort of thinking of switching TFS over to that too, since I don’t have a lot of time (esp. because school is starting up again) but anyways *throws this at you*

I had a dream a few days ago where Sabino was that concept art, the “reincarnation” of Asha’s dead saba, only in this AU he’s this grumpy old star sent down to earth by his sister to help this quirky little girl and her cutesy kingdom.

Flazino is in this one! I have fun plans for him (aka lots of torture and pining) and I FINALLY GET TO INCLUDE JEREMY JORDAN SOMEWHERE

I will still be continuing The Fallen Star btw. This is just a little something I thought of and ended up fleshing out bc the concept was really cool

@annymation @oh-shtars @uva124 @your-ne1ghbor @tumblingdownthefoxden @emillyverse @chillwildwave @rascalentertainments @spectator-zee @ceyasstuff @kstararts + more

[calciumdeficientt]

I know I already asked you for headcanons, but could you do some headcanons with my OC Mary and Gord? 👉👈

This is so perfect!!! I was about to make a post of Mary hcs anyway so I’m going to kind of co-opt this ask to kind of do some solo Mary hcs but dw Gord will be here!

MARY BROWN HCS (FEAT. GORD)

SOLO MARY HCS

Shes the most kindhearted prep, it really shows. She does her best to act cruel and snobbish but she just doesn’t have the heart to do it, she’s so genuinely nice that it kind of rubs off on everyone around her. It’s pretty infectious, even though most of the preps don’t want to be infected. This endless kindness does get her in everyone’s good graces. It sort of acts for a force field, especially on bullies. There’s nothing that a small gift cannot solve, its not TECHNICALLY bribery if you don’t actually want the service the other party is providing, right?

Her interest in drama leads her to join the school’s drama club. She has every right to use her power and influence as a prep to buy her way into lead roles but she thinks its unfair, so she auditions the same way everyone else does. In the drame club, she got to know Trent a little better, he’s usually the leading man, and that energy follows him offstage too. He’s a pretty cool goy once you get past all the borderline torture he puts other students through and a good friend of Mary’s too

Comes from a good, loving family who despite admitting they’re not fully on board with her dreams of being an actress they’re more than willing to pay her way into it. They just want to see their daughter happy, and if she feels more comfortable in front of a camera than she does behind a jeweller’s desk than that’s the way it’s going to be. They moved from Cambridge to Bullworth when Mary was a baby, but she retained the accent because all their house staff moved to America with them. Nannies, maids, chefs. Everyone Mary interacted with in her formative years had a southern English accent.

Cares for Bif after tough fights. They have a good sibling relationship going, so if he’s particularly down or injured, she likes to take him out somewhere for coffee or yknow… to the emergency room. Mary comes to every fight, she makes time specifically to come and watch the fights, she’s not got a great stomach when it comes to violence, she likes to let Bif know he’s supported whenever he fights. Even if he’s just sparring. It’s a real testament to her incomparable niceness. She comes, despite her hatred for fighting, to support her friend.

Started and funded their first Bullworth festival with the help of Miss Phillips, every student can make any film they like (with a few restrictions, no snuff films, no nudity -tasteful or otherwise- and no profanity unless its absolutely VITAL to the plot) they have six weeks to write, film and produce their films and then at the end of that time the films are submitted, screened and a winner is voted for by the student body. The winner receives a shitty plastic Oscar dupe, 20 bucks each and an instant pass on all art and photography classes for the semester. It’s a good morale booster, and almost everyone gets involved. To avoid any clique wars, there is one final rule that Mary introduces… each film cast/crew must contain a member from at least one other clique or the film is disqualified. It makes a difference around the school for like a month before everyone forgets and starts fighting again.

GORD X MARY HCS

Gord and Mary are very much a picture book couple, they’re so happy together. There’s never been a moment that they’ve ever fought, or even frowned at each other. They’re very happy, very healthy and so in love. It’s almost poetic, its the kind of thing any kid dreams about. They assume that they’ll marry their childhood sweetheart and live a good life, usually in a castle. Well for Mary and gord who’ve been playing happy families since they were tots, its their reality. They took a small break through middle school and the start of high school but there’s a very good chance that even during those years, their minds were still on each other.

Shopping dates are an absolute must. Gord prides himself on his fashion taste, so one thing he really likes to do is style outfits for her. They go out and he gets busy creating outfits for her based on what’s seasonal and trendy. Gord really has his finger on the pulse of fashion, a fact he’s really not modest about, so Mary always looks stunning and chic. Not one to miss out on any fashion fun, Gord buys matching outfits when he can, and complimentary outfits when he can’t.

Gord is too sentimental for his own good. He remembers every single milestone possible, and he gets Mary gifts for every one. Wether it’s the day they held hands for the first time, the day they first kissed or the day they both said i love you, a slew of fancy gifts is crammed into her dorm. It’s a little much, but it really proves to her that he cares about her.

Both of them are allergic to flowers, so Gord has to get creative. Her uses anything from his limited crochet skills to dried flowers, if its an important event Gord will usually get some bespoke flowers made. For their 1 year anniversary he commissioned a French artist to make a bouquet of roses out of blown glass and solid gold. They’re absolutely beautiful and as a bonus, he even had a vase made or them.

They have tea dates in Harrington house, an event that requires the rest of the preps to clear off. It’s more intimate than a fancy dinner or a night being paraded around at a gala. They light candles and sit around Harrington house’s smallest dining table to drink real tea, and spill metaphorical tea. If the preps weren’t so worried about hearing something about themselves they’d rather have not known, they probably would linger dunring these dates.

[hazuki-tanuki]

Hi, I love your art to pieces, particularly your SP teen designs! They feel like kids that'd be at my school, the designs are just that good!

Anyway, you said you liked Kenjorine at some point, so just wondering if you have any specific thoughts/ideas surrounding Marjorine or trans Butters in general?

Thank you so much!! i have too many kenjorine thoughts but i’ll just give a few <3

- Marj with delicate pretty aesthetic but shes still a devious…. the vic and prof chaos part of her

- closeted Marj seeing Kenny crossdressing (princess kenny) and admiring the way he so confidently expresses himself

- ok now ignore that and consider Marj being the one to open up Kenny to express his femininity through a princess makeover… genderfluid kenny awakening? 🤨

kenny trying to flirt: how do you look so pretty all the time

marj: oh i just put on a little makeup! here, let me teach you

- i love seeing transgirl teen marj accepted by her family/friends i feel like the transphobia plot lines r kind of overdone(with any trans character/hc)… i hate seeing trans characters tortured just cuz, i want happiness for a change lol

anyways i love this ship in all of its forms, bunny, kenjorine, wlw kenjorine, butters x princess kenny…. queer love at its finest

[theink-stainedfolk]

Penna Luna

"Long time ago, Magic in Fabrana was forbidden. Until the Mayor of Cromer forcibly removed the rule, just a year later, his son became the most powerful mage.

The saying goes, ‘Those who are Worthy, receive such blessings from the Heavens.’ But some undignified people see us as threats and look for any chance to erase us. Therefore, to protect us, and our culture, a young man who wishes his name to be a secret, formed a club, named Penna Luna. Our magic is as important as our arts as they are connected. People with wonderful talents in arts shall be sponsored by the club. And our arts and culture shall live long. Thank you.”

Chairwoman Lindsey Vincent Saville stepped down from the podium as the crowd cheered and clapped. Her son, Arsene Vincent Saville guided her to her seat.

"That wasn't the complete quote,was it?” Arsene whispered.

“‘Those who are Worthy, receive such blessings from the Heavens, and thus are worthy of ruling the earth.’ is the complete quote." Chairwoman Lindsey said.

“No wonder the obsidian circle hates us.” Arsene smirked.

Lindsey looked at him, eyeing him suspiciously. “Where is your Amulet?”

“Ah, that…" he scratched his neck. "I gave it to someone who is supposed to protect me here…." He mumbled

"What difference would it make?" Lindsey sighed.

"Well he will be guarding me, i won't die but he might get hurt so to protect him-and myself of course I made this very difficult decision to-"

"Ah yes, you've explained yourself enough, dear son. Where is your guardian angel anyway?" She said, eyes searching for that one person.

"Oh." He said, smirking. "Over there." Lindsey followed his gaze. Very far ahead stood a young man, wearing a 3 piece suit, circular glasses perched on his nose. Eyes begging to leave as fast as possible. Lindsey knew he threatened the boy immediately after looking at his very bored but alert eyes. She turned to look at his son, who's whole face was covered in amusement.

"Why him? Is he trained?" She asked.

"Well," he rested his elbow on the armrest and placed his slender fingers on his lips, hiding a smile that was seen by Lindsey.

"Luna is a nobleman, he has to present here, Stella is also a nobleman, Caelum is organizing this event, and me, Solis is here and him, Nox is neither a nobleman nor someone supposed to be invited. Moreover, I did him a favor so he ought to do this for me."

"Poor boy, he got involved with you."

"Do you think I might be torturing him or something?" He turned to look at her with a bewildered expression.

"Aren't you?” She raised a brow.

Arsene scoffed and looked away as if he was guilty. Lindsey was called in a separate school council meeting leaving Arsene alone. 

When Arsene finally tried to put all his focus on Him, Nox, again, he was gone from his previous position. He tried looking for him but he couldn't move from his seat. He suddenly felt a presence behind him.

"Do not move, Saville." Said a voice sternly.

"Are you getting back at me Nox?" Arsene smiled 

"I said don't move. Someone is spying on you." Nox said.

"Who is it, and why are you here?" Arsene kept looking forward as if nothing serious was going on.

"The man is Wentworth Coombes. He was invited instead of the head of Galriara Academy Of Spells, Patrick Hatteclyff. He isn't a magic user."

"Patrick is suspicious." Arsene said.

"No, Patrick is stupid. He didn't notice a man from The Obsidian Circle infiltrated the magic school." Nox said. He was panicking but was trying his best not to show and he was successful.

"And how did you notice it?"

"Every normal person I've met isn't from the magic society or from the Obsidian Circle. I can recognise magic users as they aren't shy to hide all the magic glamor in the Cromer capital especially. But The Obsidian Circle's people have this tiny, almost unseeable tattoo behind their right ear. It is an olive wreath. I can't believe no one has ever noticed that by now."

"Damn those people. We are not doing anything but supporting a bunch of artists regardless of the person being a magic user or not. Why do they have a problem with such a nice act?" Arsene sighed and tried getting up but was pushed back down by Nox.

"Because they believe that it is a front and it is. Do not move." Nox pressed his hand on Arsene's shoulder, hard.

"I supported you didn't I?" He winced, removing Nox's hand.

"Yes and it is suspicious. No matter how grand your art and ancient culture preservation club is, The Obsidian Circle still considers people like you a threat. Who knows what you people might do."

"Wow, if I hadn't snatched you in time, you might have joined The Obsidian Circle." Arsene laughed.

"Yes, and I'd be perfect for it and my first target would have been you."

"Ouch Nox, you hurt my feelings."

"Shhh! He is coming here, don't move, and don't look back no matter what happens make my job easier please." Nox pleaded and Arsene obliged. Nox stood as straight as he could as Wentworth Coombes passed by him. Nox noticed a shining object hiding in his sleeves as he passed by. Nox slightly shifted his position so all of his body was now covering Arsene. The shining object was also sharp and it pierced him instead of Arsene. Wentworth didn't care and moved away quickly.

Nox tightly gripped Arsene's both shoulders and he felt the pain hitting. "I informed Luna and Stella but they are a bit busy with the guests. Caelum has already set his eyes on him." He felt the pain tearing him apart but he neither winced nor cried."You will leave after your mother comes but you have to go and help Caelum, he can't be alone." He was panting.

"What about you? Will you go home and rest? Was this job too much for you?" Arsene scoffed.

"Yeah you jerk… I'll go to rest. This…. This was too much…"

Arsene felt something was wrong. "What is wrong with you? Why is your voice like that?"

"Like what?" Nox felt his legs going weak and his mind numb.

"Like you…. I don't know, like you are in pain-" as soon as the words left his mouth, Nox collapsed on his shoulder. Arsene quickly turned behind him to see a breathless and pale Nox.

"What the hell?!? How did this happen?!!" He got up and went to Nox and held him in his arms.

"I figured The Obsidian Circle knows that you might cast a protection spell stuff so to defeat you they might bring something more powerful. And my hunch was correct. I placed the Amulet back in your breast pocket so that if I wouldn't be there, you might be still protected. The Amulet might be able to keep you safe. So to be better safe than sorry, I did my job."

".....Fuck you Zenith Kahler. I gave it to you so you could protect yourself!! I knew you would protect me but who would protect you?! That's why I gave it to you!!"

"But it was my job not yours." He panted.

"Fuck…." Arsene carried him on his back. The whole event was now in ruckus. A person was stabbed and Arsene Vincent Saville was carrying him out. "You are smart but sometimes so dumb it physically hurts me."

"But …. The event."

"You are going to the hospital with me. Fuck this event, fuck everything, fuck you." Arsene spat out angrily.

"Heh… you can try.." Nox, Zenith Kahler mumbled as his eyes failed to remain open.

Arsene took his personal car to the hospital and stayed a day with him. Wentworth Coombes was caught, and Penna Luna were waiting for Arsene to arrive to take care of the matter himself.

[asktheunicronduology]

HERE'S ANGST CONTENT OF MY UNICRON TRILOGY OCS 😝😝‼️‼️ (DOOMED FAMILY FOUND ARE MEIMEI AND OPTIMUS) ft: Morris, Kumu

"What is it that you want, meimei?" -Optimus prime

"i wanted to be with an autobot who treated me kindly." -Meimei

"I'm so sorry." -Optimus prime

meimei was displeased, but she didn't say anything. lovely is going to be reborn as a human, a real human and herself will be all alone in this void.

but hey, look! optimus has her doll when she was a child. her biological father gave it to her and then just left her to died alone in the past, but it's okay..her doll will be on her side forever.

"I'm the one who'll be watching you in your eternal sleep, you'll not be alone your doll will protect you. it's okay, now Lovely is okay everything is okay." -Optimus prime

"I'm sorry, if i have to leave you alone just like your father did to you." -Optimus prime

"It's fine, everything is fine..finally. i can rest, again. Thanks you, papa." -Meimei

MORRIS AND KUMU

"you know the truth, kumu. you are the devil's son and I'm the angel, and if angels fall in love with the devils. they will be tortured, and will kill the devil. but i submitted myself to the followers of the god and gave her my eyes. my sole priority is to protect you from all danger, and also your brother." -Morris

"Yes, i know.. but don't you get very lonely of how you left me at earth..!!" -Kumu

Morris's eyes were widen at kumu's words, no one knows how morris was very lonely without kumu.

"Yes, i do get lonely kumu. everyone does, no one understands me expect you, kumu! you always has been there for me even when I'm in despair! and all i do for you is nothing to me! how could i repay for your kindness..?" -Morris

"You always has repayed me, and I'm very grateful..i was very, very grateful for that I'm so grateful that you became my friend even when I'm the devil's son...thanks you." -Kumu

"Oh, kumu..my dearest." -morris

Also my art of meimei and lovely, and the other lol :3

I forgot to mention that nomi is a ragdoll who's alexis's childhood friend and probably considered her as Alexis's daughter figure :D

Magical girl lovely :D

Fun fact: on earth, her full name is lovely lilly flowerly :3

The first pic is her as a baby :3 (i imagined her being taken care of the decepticons)

And the second one is her in her school uniform :D

Alexis and nomi :3

Kumu and morris cat forms :D

Lovely as a god (I'll really redesign her soon-)

And this's meimei (Lovely's wife 😝😝‼️‼️‼️⁉️⁉️👎👎👎😮💖💖💖💖💖💖) lazy art of her- HATE HER DIE 😈😈😈

My art of alexis and sideways (In a cutie disguise 😍 fake name: Eve)

Lovely in her causal form :3

Her body is so broken.

Anyway, i hope you enjoyed this ask :D i hope you have a lovely day/afternoon-evening/night :333 💖💖💖💖⁉️⁉️⁉️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

Also i forgot one thing.. Alexis thi dang is included in my doomed yuri :3 (it's okay if you don't like it lol!!)

y'all check this shit out

[mayonaisalspray]

whats the tea with jester and plurality. also is the toxic yaoi canon or was that for funssies and just a side thing?

AHAHAHAAH YES!!! thank you…

Putting this under the cut cause it’s going to be long. Also mentions of death, violence, childhood trauma and uh. Toxic yaoi I guess

Okay so Jester is my most fucked up oc. I really went off with torturing this guy. It’s a Zangoose who switched places with a child. He was thought of as broken by his parents, who desperately searched for a way to “bring him back to normal”. He lashed out. He got into fights at school. It fought like an animal because that’s who he wants to believe it still is. But he isn’t truly an animal anymore. Jester sees himself as a beast with a human heart, and it hates it.

It could maybe have gotten better overtime. He befriended a Leafeon that he was able to communicate with. He got older and started exploring spaces with fairly likeminded people online. If only his parents desperate search for a solution didn’t lead them to borrow money they could never return. They paid for it! And so did their son.

Jester got to watch the people who tried to care for him die. And then, it got to watch his Leafeon friend die! With one less eye! Because I wanted him to have the same scars as a Zangoose. As another fun reminder

Jester doesn’t have the words to describe it, but that night it developed headmates. It thinks of them as “The Spirit Of Man” and “The Spirit Of Beast”. The Spirit Of Man is a young child, and looks very similar to how Jester physically looked when it first became human. He’s cautious, wary of many things, but also wants them all to move on from the past. She hates that Jester insists on his violent form of justice. The Spirit Of Beast is, you probably guessed it, a Zangoose. It is cunning, observant, but fairly gullible. It doesn’t understand why Jester does what it does. Jester is supposed to be an animal, yes? Wounded animals shouldn’t put themselves in danger like he does.

Jester has been trying to ignore them for years. It thinks they are those “intrusive thoughts” that people talk about (though he does also have those). Neither of them have been able to convince him to stop his “Seviper Hunt”, but as long as what Jester is doing isn’t related to that he might listen. Most nights they try to interfere in small ways. The Spirit Of Beast tries to remind Jester that their body is fragile, and forces him to take care of it. The Spirit Of Man tries to remind Jester that there is no reason to struggle like he does, and she convinces him to look for help.

Though of the three, only Jester is able to front. There have been days where due to frustration it has wanted to step away from the controls and let someone else figure out what to do. Both Spirit Of Man and Beast have tried to front on these days (and others of course) but neither have been able to.

Okay so about Poison Point (Jester and Tetra ship name) uh. So. It is technically canon? Not in the same universe that both their blogs played out on but in like. Their canon oc storyline. Does that make sense? I hope it does

It really just came about because I was listening to a song (I don’t remember what song sadly) and I got thinking about both of them and realized they would be SO terrible for each other. Neither of them have been in a relationship. They’re both obsessed with something to the point of madness and nothing else matters. They can both use each other to further their goal. They’re both spiteful and angry and violent and very often covered in blood and the suffering one brings fuels the life of the other. I think they should have gay sex by sitting fully clothed in a room playing mind games with each other

Anyways I like these two so much I’m destroying my entire art fight account this year so that they (and my fursona lol) are the only things there. Which means I will be drawing and talking about them more. Which is fun for me and I think me only. I need to draw them as Mesmerizer soooo bad holy shit

[animehouse-moe]

D-Frag! : Near Limitless Fun

Yes, this is an old series. Yes, it can be hard to find physically because of that. And yes, it is fun as all hell. I recently managed to get my hands on all but 3 volumes of the series so I've done a re-read from scratch on it, and it really is just incredibly hilarious. It can be a little formulaic with the whole straight man routine, but it gets both incredibly meta and off the rails with it. I mean, the sheer amount of jokes that they break out in relation to it always keeps it fresh. Getting tired of Kazama making comebacks? There's probably a joke or a remix on the horizon for it. And personally speaking it always gets me, whether it's one volume in or 16 volumes in.

Anyways, let me backtrack a little. What is D-Frag! ? Well. Well.... It's a high school comedy taken the max of what can be weird, with lots of other little bits mixed in. Kazama is a young delinquent who comes to Fujou high believing he'll be able to take it over and make a name for himself. Too bad he gets suckered in by the curious ongoings of a video game club and gets tortured into joining them. From there, his high school career of insanity and infamy as the king of comebacks (and second fiddle to the most fearsome people around) begins as they galivant and explore and in general cause mayhem and headaches.

Oh yeah, and there's 17 volumes and it's still not been a full year in real time in D-Frag! Yeah, that's right, this thing is stretched out, but you don't even think about it. One could only imagine how experiencing all of these moments one after the next would affect a young high schooler. Moving on, some art to break up my monotonous explanations of what D-Frag! is!

I don't think words could really explain what's so appealing to this manga. It's got such a classic feel to it and is so incredibly true to itself. No matter what trope it brings up, it'll subvert expectations and find a way to turn it silly and diffuse any and all tension. It builds things up and up and up, and just as it's about to place the final piece on top to complete it, Tomoya Haruno (the author) comes swooping in to topple it in the most satisfying way possible.

Not to mention, it's running jokes are absolutely top notch. There's definitely some that are rather cliched, but also more than a few that are fresh and enjoyable within the overall approach of the series. Like the constant jokes about the envy and fear that Takao's (one of the characters) chest instills in fellow women and girls.

It's really hard to talk about how D-Frag! is so much fun and such a great read without spoiling because I could talk on end about how refreshing, unique, and interesting redacted was. Or how the entire redacted arc was a wild card that was incredibly fun. Maybe this. Parents exist in D-Frag!, they really do. We see both Kazama's mother and father, we see Roka's mother, Takao's mother, Chitose's older sister, and a handful of others. Oh yeah, and just for effect, Sean Connery is a teacher at Fujou High.

And who totally could would forget the unique side characters of D-Frag! ? There's , and there there's , and of course you can't forget about . Jokes aside, the side characters have a real thing for being bald and weird in general and I'm all for it. It's so out of left field and random that it feels like two series collided to form this single one.

I swear, at least one chapter every volume has these ridiculous battle shounen introductions and interactions, and no matter what they get me every time. And they're so detailed? Haruno sensei absolutely put a good amount of effort into designing them and adding random throwaway details just to make them seem more absurd.

I don't know, I fully admit that D-Frag! isn't some foundational, groundbreaking series that has incredibly well timed or apt and effective humor, nor is it something super relatable or anything that really stands out by critical metrics. But to me, it's just plain dumb fun. One stupid thing after the next, one ridiculous escapade followed by another, guided by Haruno sensei's incredibly odd sense of interest and direction. It's something I don't know I'll ever grow tired of because Haruno sensei has stumbled upon a golden formula for D-Frag!. We're going to hit 15 years of publication this year, so here's to many more. (Also, check out the anime, it's loads of fun for what it adapts from the manga).

[krustworld]

I’m a special type of lonely cuz I’ve been naturally popular my whole life.….technically I don’t know that’s not the case for everybody. Anywys My parents never let me have friends (cuz of religion) so I never learned how to cultivate my ppl skills. Now I’m behind and even tho ppl want to like me…im strange and most ppl don’t fuck with that. Even tho they say they do/will I swear so few ppl

Are even 1% open minded ! It’s chill it’s so hard forme to actually connect w people it’s not worth it rather throw myself into my art. Plus I can be myself around my few friends. It sucked growing up not being able to do anything I wanted to do it definetly made my mental problems worse for context I got taken away from my birth mother at a young age I don’t wanna say why bc I love her so much don’t wanna put her on blast but she lost custody had no visitation rights and I didn’t even talk to her on the phone until I ran away at 17! By that time I didn’t remember what she looked like I used to cry about that all the time cuz I thought she was gonna die and I’d never rememeber again I just remembered that she was beautiful and had the greenest eyes in the world! When she picked up the phone I fell to my knees and cried for the first time in 8 years my chest was going crazy is all I could remeber. Anyways My dad and stepmom raised me across the country and they were super super religious and never let me out of their sight it oh yeah we also had this family restaurant that no kidding! I worked at every single day even after school until close and every single day of the summer from open to close ! Which during the summer we would close at 10 pm or later sometimes lollll we would consistently get home at midnight cuz all the cleaning everyday (during summer) was way more than 12 hours everyday god it makes me sad I should’ve been having a childhood bro and oh yes I was the only one in the family who didn’t have a day off every week[or ever!!! Not even once!) cuz young =strong and oh yeah it’s my fault they’re in debt cuz my mom crazy this was something that was regularly said to my young impressionable heart! I would tell u more but I don’t want anybody to get in trouble lollll for real u guys have no idea it was torture especially after being able to do whatever I wanted in the early years of my life it’s so hard to be nice to myself cuz I’ve been treated with such hostility by the ppl supposed to nurture me they literally used me for money and getting their anger out lol yeah living with my mother had it’s problems but I had already learned to deal with them and found identity/security in them and taking me away from her just stripped me of my identity not to mention MY MOTHER and gave me new problems that were just too much with all the other shit that doesn’t just go away cuz I’m not actively there anymore! Ur souls lives everywhere you go that’s why u have to be careful with yourself and with ur kids </3 also for the record I love my dad and stepmom don’t think they meant to be so cruel to me they’re just hurt

[wordswithkittywitch]

Perhaps it is just that I had a terrible time in highschool and I'm so neomorphic I've been taken for half of my actual age, but I have never understood vampire media that has a vampire willingly pose as a teenager. High school is the most miserable time of your life, and if the rest of your vampire clan is posing as your parents so you can appear to be a normal teenager, they are straight-up psychologically torturing you, and they probably know it. They just know they're going to get away with it because when you figure out there's something wrong, there's absolutely nothing you can do about it.

I know, narratively, the vampires are posing as high schoolers to force them to interact with the teenage protagonist they are probably going to romance. But from a character perspective, if you're trotting out the creepy van and the free candy sign to lure underage people to date/eat, you can do that as a college student. Heck, you don't even have to enrol in college. You just say, "Yeah, I'm an art student on my gap year." and they'll just say, "Oh, that explains why you don't tan."

What's the worst thing that can happen? They say they feel weird dating an eighteen-year-old? No one with that level of boundaries was going to form a relationship with a vampire anyway.

[antique-forvalaka]

15 Questions

i have been tagged.. by too many people.... @itsza ​, @fractured-ice ​, and @korre ​. I am both grateful and very sorry for never getting around to these lmao

1. Are you named after anyone?

Nope! got my very own name, picked just for me!

2. When was the last time you cried?

probably last week

3. Do you have kids?

Nope, and i dont want any either - the concept freaks me out actually.

4. Do you yes sarcasm a lot?

ME? why would i ever use sarcasm, thats so mean spirited! people might mistake me for a cynic and then what?

5. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Voice and clothing? special birth marks? tbh im not sure actually

6. What's your eye colour?

Blue!

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

neither? I mean, i dont mind happy endings, i just prefer open ambigious ones. And im not a fan of most horror movies or thrillers because they mostly just make me laugh. I guess i prefer psychological horror?

8. Any special talents?

I have approximate knowledge of many things, and thus sound smarter than i am. Also i guess i have very flexible ape feet

9. Where were you born?

What a suspicious question. i wasn’t born, i climbed out of the abyss fully formed, with the express purpose of torturing my immediate family.

10. What are your hobbies?

Ig that depends. i read a lot, and now i even write much more than i did before (or at least more consistently finish things). i really love drawing/painting as well, but i barely do it anymore, i dont know why. And i game.

11. Do you have any pets?

I wish

12. What sports do you play/have you played?

I used to do jiujitsu, but its been a while. does that count?

13. How tall are you?

smol.

14. Favourite subject at school?

biology and physics. Also philosophy. art wasnt bad either but i used to argue with the teachers a lot

15. Dream job

I dont remember

anyways, i bet everyone im thinking of has already been tagged, but in case you havent been: @sugarbabywenkexing, @ashinlae, @lena221bee, @bladedweaponsandswishycoats

[fibrielsolaer]

Winnie-the-Pooh: Blood and Honey

I came back to Tumblr to talk about this... Sigh.

I haven't sat down to watch this movie myself and don't intend to, but it appears to be a really bad, shlocky, low-budget gorn movie that capitalizes on mascot horror (specifically, Five Nights at Freddy's) with the added appeal of not having to pay anyone any royalties.

The director claims he's received death threats over the matter. I should remind everybody that the modern generation has a severe mental health crisis. They're psychopaths who can't get the treatment they need because, even if they wanted it, the US in particular refuses to let them have it.

Only Winnie and Piglet (and Eeyore's tail) appear in live-action form - they're both fat guys in goofy Halloween masks, they look like Leatherface, and some cuts of Winnie resemble Bulk Bogan's initial Oblooblivion face. If you have no idea who Bulk Bogan is or why I spelled that Oblooblivion you should really start watching better things than Winnie-the-Pooh horror movies.

Rabbit, Owl, and Eeyore appear in the intro, which is hand-animated in a crude parody of Milne's illustrations, but not in live action form. Kanga and Roo are completely absent, and Tigger will not be in public domain until 2024 so he's not present either.

For some reason, the movie really needs Winnie and Piglet to just not talk. The excuse for this is that after Christopher Robin first met the group (who were actual living things and not imaginary), he grew up and left for college.

Now, in Disney's Pooh's Grand Adventure: The Search For Christopher Robin (pictured), the incredibly stupid animals were terrified that Christopher Robin was seemingly abducted by "Skull" (i.e. school, they can't read) and went through what would be a horror experience for a four-year-old but everything worked out fine in the end.

In this version, unable to take care of themselves, they ate Eeyore because of course they ate Eeyore and were so disgusted with themselves for doing this that they vowed to return to animalism, never speaking again, and also killing every human being they saw, especially Christopher Robin.

The only thing either of them says is "You left..." from Winnie after Christopher offers to stay with them to stop them from killing people.

Like so many other trashy "be disgusted!!" slasher movies, one of the ladies gets her boobers exposed before she gets her face took off and is tossed in a wood chipper. Many viewers are confused why this happens; it's because slasher films rely on disgust and frequently use sex, misogyny, or x-phobia as a source of it. Murdering attractive, usually-nude women in barbaric ways is a punishment for thinking the female body is beautiful. The viewer is meant to suffer dissonance in whether they find female flesh appealing or disgusting. It's an outrageous and therefore disgusting portrayal of women as hunks of meat to lust after and/or murder and/or turn into hot dogs.

Winnie is also capable of blasting people's faces and limbs off with stiff-jointed kung fu like some sort of tubby honey-covered Kenshiro, but likes to eviscerate people with knives anyway.

Despite being incredibly short, the movie feels exhaustingly long due to stretching out its lackluster tension and violent torture-porn scenes as much as possible.

To cap this off, here's a gem of a quote from Christopher Robin after the first kill in the movie:

Winnie! You've got to help me! I think something's wrong with Piglet. He just killed my wife!

I can't wait for the sequel (yes they're already planning one) where Kanga will probably melt somebody's face off with acid-milk from her kangaroo-tits and Roo will scratch out a gravelly LoOk wHaT I CaN DoOo... while shoving a bike pump up somebody's ass and making them explode. They're trying to make a whole series, fuck it's like Leprechaun all over again except without Warwick Davis to carry the movie.

If you'll excuse me, I'm going to fly back out of my art slump with Elae Meltaea's versions of the Winnie the Pooh cast. You might still find them rather tasteless, but at least they'll be pretty to look at. Especially Kanga. Hubba bubba!

[maryellencarter]

There's this little cottage industry of far-right Christian films that are mostly direct to video -- commonly cheap animation for kids, like VeggieTales (one of the least right-wing of the bunch, which probably contributed to its wider popularity), but there's a subset that are live action for adult audiences.

That subset are pretty much always made by frustrated auteurs who would have flunked out of film school if they hadn't been prevented from going by fears of the woke left, and they're... bad. Very bad. Heavy-handed message writing, incomprehensibly artsy cutting and pacing, absolutely no humor to distract from the self-importance -- and occasionally one manages to wrangle a limited theater release, and people of the correct religio-political stripe parrot the advertising about how *this* one will Reach The Unchurched (okay, we were Catholic, we didn't actually say "unchurched", but the attitude was exactly that) and drag their large bundles of kids to sit through the show in a form of activism that's supposed to Show Support and win the film a legitimate wide release.

(I have no idea if you can actually get an art film to wide release by having enough ticket sales. Obviously none of these would have gotten there even if that's how it works. I am... dubious though.)

Anyway! Point is! There was this Catholic-specific one, a life of St Thérèse of Lisieux, and it turned out that its particular auteur was a frustrated *horror* director. It would have been fairly meh direct-to-video horror in a tame way -- ominous, creepy, vignette lighting on the flashbacks. Thérèse was a sickly child and the only interesting thing to do with her childhood is lean on the fever hallucinations. (Even written lives of St Thérèse go heavy on the fever hallucinations.) Which would have been just another crappy movie to sit through and I wouldn't remember it so vividly, but then at the end when she's dying of the tuberculosis -- you're supposed to go a bit inspiration-porn, right? The audience knows she's going to heaven, get some nobility of suffering in there, get the swelling string instruments, a couple of dainty coughs and let her "pass away in the odor of sanctity".

(Look, I didn't make up the phrase. She's legitimately supposed to have been surrounded by the miraculous and unexplained smell of roses when she died. It's a saint thing.)

Noooooope. Time for a graphic scene of coughing herself to death as her lungs fill with blood, like a *real* tuberculosis patient. No string instruments, just uncomfortably extended suffering for suffering's sake.

So the reason it stands out as the worst movie I've ever seen is that it actually changed my stance on assisted suicide. Previously, I was opposed to it in all circumstances, like a good little Catholic. But -- we know she's going to heaven, *God* knows she's going to heaven, her soul doesn't need further purification from getting the absolute last dribs and drabs of suffering available, just let her fucking die already!

Which is not at all what the movie actually wanted people to come away thinking. So it was the worst movie I've seen in the sense of the most abject failure to do anything it was aiming to do.

(A movie that did religious torture-porn on purpose and did it extremely well was "The Passion of the Christ", the movie associated with Mel Gibson in some way I don't remember now. When you actually have professionals, funding, and skilled editors working on a religious piece, it can be well made. Would I call it "good"? You'd need a clear definition of good. I wouldn't call it a movie most people should *watch*. But by god, it did what it was trying to do.)

What would you guys consider the worst movie you've ever seen? Not something that's fun to make fun of, nothing you ironically enjoyed, I mean just an absolutely miserable moviegoing experience that you paid for, hated every second, and wish you had walked out of and asked for a refund.

For me, no joke, Madagascar 3: Europe's Most Wanted. It did not even feel like a real movie to me. It made me see red! I was SEETHING with anger and annoyance throughout the entire thing, and I cannot for the life of me articulate why. I saw it once in 2012 when I was 15, I remember almost nothing about it now, but it struck a nerve with me like no other movie ever has before or since.

Tell me in the tags, which movie makes you disproportionately angry just thinking about it?

[talesfromasnarkylisa]

Lacey: Chapter 4

Lacy’s Diaries: July X, 2023

Dear Diary,

Looks like this is my first entry. At least, here. I kept a diary when I was 13, but I eventually forgot about it.

For the longest time, I felt diaries were childish. They seemed like these things that airheaded teens hid away from their parents, so they could freely write about their love lives or stupid gossip. 

But my therapist Dr. Green recommended journaling to help process my mental health issues, so here I am.

I’ll start with an introduction. My name is Lacy - or as the online world knows me as, Lacey. I’m fresh out of grade 12 and my birthday’s May 11th. I haven’t skipped or been held back any grades. You do the math for my age. 

I look like an older version of Mary Lennox from The Secret Garden. Medium blonde, olive skinned, femme. The last one is more of a present tense, as I switch into a more masculine look on other days. 

I applied to a journalism program at the University of Toronto. They accepted, which is cool. What’s not cool? Driving an hour each day because I can’t pay for an apartment in the main city. It is what it is, though.

My free time outside of hobbies is spent writing articles for my Lacey Hannah profile on Medium. If not that, promoting myself on Twitter or YouTube. I hardly have any followers, though. The most is 67 followers on my Twitter.

As much as people insist I don’t, I do have a few friends. There’s Dina Chang, a straight haired brunette who has been my best friend and only one from childhood. She’s the exact opposite of me. I’m a punk nerd who’s also into anime. She’s an acro dancer and gymnast. Well, at least she was. She’s currently going into the same journalist program I am in September in hopes of a more stable job.

Another friend of mine is a brown guy named Otto Singh. He’s technically 2 years older. However, he spent 2 years in a coma anyways, so neither Dina nor I feel the age gap. Somewhat introverted, he’s an artist at heart. He can draw and paint in almost every style imaginable - realistic, animesque, cartoonish. Unlike Dina and I, he’s heading to the Yale School Of Art.

We don’t let our differences get between us. It hasn’t been particularly easy for any of us to make friends outside of each other anyways. Otto’s rather shy. Dina had too busy of a schedule to have a proper social life until it was too late. Me? I’m honestly not sure.

Sincerely,

Lacy Hanna-Azarian

The Next Day

Dina suggested to me today to sign up for a publication’s editor team. I was rather reluctant. Editing hundreds of stories each day sounded exhausting. But then Otto came up with another idea. Fill out the application form to see if the team would accept you, but politely decline if they do. That didn’t seem too bad. 

After scrolling the Internet for a bit, I stumbled across a music publication on Medium: the aptly named Music Refined. After going through the recent editor request article, I went to the actual application. I also quickly joined the Discord server.

The first few questions were fairly normal. They asked for basic information like username, experience in writing, other socials. There were also questions about experience in both writing and music. 

But then came a long sludge of brainteasers and random fluff. What would you do if monkeys tortured you as you rushed to meet a deadline? Which famous guitarist would be the Governor of New York and why? Compare your Enneagram assessment to this picture.

After spending the weekend trudging through the good and ugly, I finally submitted the form. 

Whew, I thought to myself. 

(Wattpad version: https://www.wattpad.com/1479696284-lacey-chapter-4)