#brain workin 100%

[kofolacitrus]

Never get enough of this shit

[snivel1]

Kinito in the computer of a person in an abusive family.

Horror&blood warning under the cut!

Transcript of the intentionally hard to read text:

"Friend! I made sure to give them a good talking to! They won't bother you ever again!"

[muttsandmustelidae]

i feel like the way ‘dogtok’/‘dogstagram’ talks about reactivity makes reactive dog owners feel a lot more ashamed than they ought to

[wormdebut]

He was six, the first time Eddie realized something wasn’t right. He was six years old when his Mom had sternly told him not to tell his school teachers about why he had a bruise on his on his wrist.

She hadn’t meant to, of course. Eddie had just been babbling about Ms. Nantauk’s first grade class and how he made a new friend, Gunner, and they played together and recess, and ate lunch together, and Gunner brought Eddie a rubber ducky from his house, and and and…his mom had gripped his wrist a little too hard to get him to snap out of his thoughts. She needed to do that sometimes, he understood. He was too unruly.

She had told him that if anybody asked him about the light red smattering around his wrist to tell them he had carried to many grocery bags, this confused Eddie. He knew, he knew, she didn’t mean to do it, so why was his mom so worried? He was small, Edison Munson, six going on twenty, really. But on the bus that brisk Tuesday morning, he considers that the other kids had scapes on their knees and bruises on their shins from rough housing at recess, but Eddie’s bruises that he occasionally had, not so often from his mom, but quite a few in the shape of palms from his father, maybe the other kids at school didn’t get those kinds of bruises.

Eddie was thirteen when everything came crashing down.

His uncle Wayne, was going to marry Miss Amanda. He didn’t really know Miss Amanda, he hardly even knew his uncle, but he did know that he loved him. Wayne never made Eddie feel unwanted, or unseen. He had grown used to it, of course he had. He had known for a while that Amelia and Richard Munson did not want him. Amelia could hardly take care of herself, and Richard, well, he just wanted a friend, not a son. When he was 10 and Richard had taught him how to hotwire a car, Eddie realized again that normal kids don’t go through this type of lesson.

The common nagging of normal children don’t go through this, triggered in his brain again, when Miss Amanda threw him a little baggy, “Edison, get rid of this right now!” His uncle had his dad backed into a corner, and Eddie couldn’t help the dark chuckle that escaped his lips as he looked at the bag in his hands. God, he wished it could’ve been flour or sugar, but no. As sweet as he assumed the substance was it was neither, it was Dick Munsons nasty heroin habit, sitting there right in his thirteen year old sons hands. His mom and had ducked out years ago, leaving a 9 year old Eddie with an addict, thief of a shell of a father, and honestly? Eddie was surprised he had managed to keep it all under wraps for as long as he had. But it was there, in his Uncles small trailer, that the broken record of this isn’t normal, this isn’t what you deserve kept running over and over again in his mind.

Eddie had buried the drugs in the woods behind Wayne’s house, and Miss Amanda had up and left that night. Wayne didn’t get his wedding, but he did get Eddie.

[hoodedjelly]

Sleep walk BTS post!

will go in depth with my process and put better quality drawings in here!

Before any of this i was listening to several fiddauthor/ford playlists to hear a song that really got my brain moving. Funny enough i didn't get Sleep walk from one of the 100+ song playlists i was listening to, it was in my oc playlist (thats a mad scientist who would've thought). Originally i wanted to make a fiddauthor animatic (who knows maybe i will), but THIS SONG just caught my brain in a way i couldn't refuse.

So i technically started working on it the late night of September 27, exactly a week ago! which yes yes i hear you all in unison go "WHAT???" to that, and all I have to say to that is.... I have untreated adhd and lots of caffeine in my system! (honestly felt like ford sometimes while workin on that animatic)

Started it off with some notes, then thumbnails. I had my tbob AND J3 open next to me stood up with clips for reference (prob looked a little insane looking back but its fine)

now for the rough animatic! i did this in Adobe animate 2022 (i'll get back to that later) the only thing that really got changed was i wanted to add the diner scene from j3. i realize now that it messed up the timeline i was going for with the animatic but i like to think things are out of order because of the state ford is in, things start to merge together.

After i sat with this rough animatic for a bit, i wasn't sure if i was going to make it in Adobe animate (what i usually do) or make it all in Clip Studio Paint. I wanted this animatic to be way more visually interesting then i usually do, so CSP it is. But! i only have CSP Pro, so i had to draw and export every single new frame from this animatic.

it was a little tedious at first (again never done an animatic like this before) but i got used to it! I edited it all together in CapCut and thats really it!

The missing J3 pages from TBOB spoke to me in a way that im not fully comfortable talking about to my followers. I put a lot of myself in this animatic then i'd want to realize, it's very important to me. The night when i uploaded it i was literally shaking with anxiety (and caffeine-) but the overwhelming support for it is really amazing, thank you so much! if you have any more questions please ask away i love talking about the art process.

Below im going to talk about the code and put HD backgrounds!

thank you for dyemro on here for cracking the code first! now i can talk about my insane little thought process about it

So i never planned to add a code until halfway through with the animatic. i was watching ThatGFFan videos and him talking about gravity falls codes got my brain cooking. i wanted something sweet and simple (i realize with dyemro's post it wasn't as simple as i thought, give me some slack it's my first time). like what you should with making codes you start at the end. And i wanted something that was a nice send off for drawing ford be fucking miserable for 1 minute and 30 seconds.

so i got this. (honestly every time i look at this drawing after finishing the animatic it makes me real emotional)

There are 4 codes in this whole animatic 0:02, 0:15, 0:30, and 0:58

wanted the first one to be REAL noticeable so people can stop and be like "wait... theres stuff in here". people usually think to use the bill symbols, but no! from the description theres a little hint to use the Author symbols

doing that code it leads to: imgu r.com /a/uZa iVfu (and if you know that double line a under a letter means capitalization + im a dumb dumb that used a code image that didn't have a Z so thats just a normal Z)

it makes a LINK! > imgur.com/a/uZaiVfu <

now enough of that boring stuff, heres some HD screenshots and backgrounds of my fav parts

[floralpascal]

Taking Care of You

Summary: You've been stressed out and working like crazy lately. John finally has enough and devises a plan to take care of you and make you forget all about your work.

Pairing: John Price x f!reader (no use of y/n)

Word Count: 2.9k

Rating: Explicit (18+ only, minors do not interact)

Warnings: stressed reader, kissing, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected p-in-v sex (you know the drill, wrap it y'all), orgasm denial, praise

A/N: This one goes out to all my stressed and busy babes out there! This is 100% self indulgent since I've been working day and night recently. We all need us some Price to take that stress away

You knew that you had been distant for a while. Work had been piling up on you, responsibilities pressing in from all sides. It seemed like all you did was work, work, work these days. 

Your husband, John Price, was as supportive as he always was. He, of all people, understood that sometimes you just had to put your head down and get work done. When he was home with you, he always made sure that you ate and stayed hydrated. He limited your caffeine intake. He made sure you took breaks. In all, he was the most supportive, understanding man on the planet. 

…which was why his reaction now was so surprising. 

You saw him approach the makeshift office that you had set up at your kitchen table from over your laptop screen. In a soft, even voice he ordered, “Close the computer, love.”

Continuing to type, you spared him a questioning glance as you shook your head. “I just took a break like… an hour ago.”

“Three,” he corrected. “It’s almost eleven at night.”

You whipped your head up to look at the clock that hung on the wall behind him. Sure enough, he was right. Dread spread through you, your brain already kicking into crisis mode. “Shit. God, I’ve got to get this done.”

“It’ll be there tomorrow,” he countered. “You’ve been workin’ like mad all weekend long. I’m not gonna let you run yourself into the ground. So. Shut. The. Laptop.”

He stressed each word, and suddenly you felt what it must’ve been like to have John as a Captain, calm but commanding. Your eyes met his, your mouth open to fight him on the matter, but you found him ready for it, a testing eyebrow raised. It was rare that he would ever tell you what to do, but it always came when he was worried about you and trying to take care of you. Any time you had gotten a significant injury, he had made sure that you stuck to every word of the doctor’s orders. 

You huffed and leaned back, already sensing defeat. Instead, you tried to plead with him, “John, I won’t be able to sleep unless I get this done. I’ll just keep thinking about it.”

He put one hand on the table, leaned toward you, and pushed the laptop closed with the other hand. With his face barely a breath from yours and his eyes darkening, he rumbled, “I can fix that.”

Your body reacted to his sultry insinuation immediately, your heart rate jumping in an instant. You couldn’t help but drop your gaze to his lips for a moment before meeting his eyes again. “And how’s that?”

“I’ll make it so that you can barely even think anymore. I’ll wear you out so much you’ll fall asleep without even a thought about this,” he said, tapping the closed lid of your laptop. 

At times like this, you hated how easy it was for him to get you riled up. He knew exactly how to play you, exactly how to make his gravelly voice even more enticing, exactly what to say to get you squirming in your seat for him like you were now. 

You pressed your lips together, thinking for a moment. You couldn’t pretend that you didn’t want this. You were so tired of all the work and John knew exactly how to play you. But if he was going to have some fun, then so were you. With a provocative flit to your voice, you challenged, “Then prove it, Captain.”

For a moment, all he did was let a sultry smile pull at his lips. Then he was on you, his hands guiding you up from your chair and his lips finding yours. It was all fire and passion, but yet not too rushed. No, John never rushed this early. He loved to work you up slowly and leave you begging for him to just touch you already. He followed that playbook now, walking you backwards to press you up against the wall, his hand guarding your head from hitting it. 

As he tilted your head to give his lips access to your neck, he rasped against your burning skin, “Never too stressed to tease me, are you?”

Your breath hitched as he found the sensitive part of your neck, your hands clawing at his back and tangling in his short hair. After a moment, he moved back up to kiss you, his tongue dancing with yours for a long while. 

Eventually, his hands on your hips guided you to walk with him towards your shared bedroom. You took turns pulling at the other’s clothes, leaving a trail haphazardly in your wake. By the time you both passed through the doorway, John was only in his boxers and you in your plain black bra and panties. As he laid you back onto the bed, he eyed you as hungrily as he did when you wore lingerie for him. 

“D’ya know how fuckin’ sexy you are, love?” His hands pressed against your stomach before roaming up, up, up as slowly as possible. Your eyes fluttered shut as he ghosted his hands over your bra, arching shamelessly into his touch. Still drinking the sight of you in, he rasped, “Gotta take care of you. Gotta make sure I get rid of all that stress, all those worries.”

“John…” you whined, already needy and falling for his plan. One side of his mustache raised in a smile, clearly understanding that he already had you right how he wanted you. “Just touch me, please.”

John chuckled, giving your breasts a quick squeeze before placing a kiss just over your heart. “I am touchin’ you, baby.”

“Fuck, John, you know what I mean.”

He pressed the faintest of kisses up your chest and to your neck. Against the skin of your neck, he teased, “Maybe I don’t. Tell me. Use your words, love.”

Despite his insistence, he gave you no time to answer. Instead, his lips found the sensitive column of your neck, the touch no longer feather-light like it had been before. Now, he kissed and nipped with a passion that had you gasping beneath him. 

“Hhm? I didn’t catch that. Gotta speak up,” he mumbled next to your ear, the heavy timber of it sending shivers down your spine. But you could feel the curve of his lips against your soft skin, his beard prickling you as he did. 

“Don’t be a tease,” you grumbled halfheartedly. Even now, though, you couldn’t resist him. Giving in, you begged, “God, just fuck me, John.”

He made a sound of appreciation, deep and reverberating, the kind you could feel in your own chest. Leaning up over you, his icy blue eyes came to meet yours. “Now, was that really that hard?”

You rolled your eyes, suppressing your own smile as you grabbed his neck and leaned up to give him a bruising kiss. Returning the heat immediately, he dropped the act for a moment. Lips moving in tandem with yours, urgency lacing every movement, you felt him get lost in it. Surely enough, as he adjusted over top of you, you felt his hard-on graze your lower stomach. You chased him, hooking a leg over his hip to roll your hips against him. He groaned into your mouth, eyes squeezed shut. 

“So impatient today,” John chided. He pulled away and sat up, his hands coming to unhook and discard your bra on the floor. As he went to do the same with your underwear, you breathed a sigh of relief thinking that the torture of his teasing was finally over. 

Settling between your thighs, a man in heaven, he brought his mouth close to where you needed him. However, at the last second, his breath dusting your sensitive skin, he turned and brought his lips to the inside of your thigh instead. He still couldn’t hide his smile when you groaned in frustration. 

You were in for a hell of a ride. When he got in a teasing mood like this, there was no stopping him. 

Beard and mustache picking deliciously against you, he kissed up one thigh. Then, when he almost reached your center again, your breath hitching, he switched to the other thigh. There were some days when he did this that it felt like heaven — days when you were already losing yourself to the feel of him before he even got going. While you tried to conjure up that more present, more patient version of yourself, it didn’t seem possible now. You needed him so badly it ached. 

When your fingers found their way into his hair and gave him a light tug in the direction you needed him, he finally let you have your way. He hooked your legs over his shoulders, a small chuckle shaking the broad plane of his back. As he lowered his head, his hooded eyes meeting yours, he purred, “If tha’s really what you want, love. Have it your way.”

With that, he finally brought his tongue to you. Ever so slowly, he licked into you, drawing a gasp from your chest. Sliding his hands up from your hips to hold the sides of your stomach, his tongue made a twin journey up to your clit. He flicked his tongue a few times, slowly testing you.

Though it was all too slow for your liking, he steadily built up the pace. The scrape of his beard. The flick of his tongue. The reverb of his moan as you tugged on his strands. It was a delicious cycle, speeding up each time through. 

You let your head tip back into the pillow as you finally felt that tension in your stomach — a coil winding tighter and tighter. Your breath was ragged now, your legs already bracing around John’s head. 

“Yes,” you panted, eyes squeezed shut. “Just like that. I’m so- I’m so clo-”

Right as you were about to crest that hill, John pulled away all at once. Your orgasm dissipated like a wave against the beach — there one moment and gone the next. 

You whipped your head up to look at him, disbelief and righteous fury in your eyes. You were met only with a hungry, conniving smirk from the infuriatingly sexy man between your thighs. In this moment, even with his beard and the signs of age on his face, he didn’t seem a day older than the first time you had seen this smirk. The John Price that smirked in triumph at you now was the same as the John Price who had done it for the first time nearly a decade earlier. Had you not just had euphoria ripped away from you, you probably would’ve been more sentimental about this revelation. 

“Jonathan Price, I swear to god-”

You were cut off by another one of his chuckles. He licked his lips slowly, making sure you watched as he tasted you. “Still too stressed, love. Don’t think you’re ready yet.”

“You teasing asshole,” you huffed, but the edge was lost to it. 

It only made him smirk even more. “Fine,” he acquiesced, leaning back down. “Let’s try this again.”

At the same time that his mouth found your clit again, one of his hands traveled down to slip a finger into your dripping entrance. A small moan escaped you at the new sensation. As he started to build you back up again, his mouth and finger moving in tandem, you couldn’t help but forget his past transgressions. All that mattered now was the buildup leading to the big drop, the wonder that John could work between your thighs. 

Suddenly, he slipped a second finger into you, drawing a surprised whine from your lips. “Ohh… oh, fuck…”

He groaned in approval, the vibrations of his mouth against you only upping the unbearable pleasure. 

You were there again, so close to the edge that you could practically see it. Your body tensed in anticipation of the drop like a rollercoaster. It was just-

John pulled away again, shattering the buildup to your orgasm for the second time.

You let out a pained hybrid of a groan and a whine. Now, rather than annoyance coursing its way through you, all you had was desperation. “Fuck! John, please!”

“Hmmm, there we go,” he mused. “Now we’re gettin’ somewhere.”

“Please let me come, baby,” you pleaded. “I need it so bad.”

Pushing himself up, your heart sunk at the thought that he might keep teasing you and leave you hanging. Though he was never, ever one to leave you wanting, you were too far out of it to think straight anymore. All you knew was that you needed him and he was holding that just out of reach. 

Instead, he climbed up to lean over you. With a gentle hand, he cradled your jaw, making you look at him. Your slick glistened on his chin and beard. His pupils were blown wide, the icy blue of them nearly lost to it. With how much self control he had, his eyes and the tent in his boxers were the only indications that he was as affected by this as you were. 

“D’ya think you’re ready for me, beautiful? Think you can take me?”

You nodded immediately, still breathless. “Need you so bad, baby. Please. I can take it.”

He searched your eyes for a moment before nodding. “That’s my girl.”

Finally, he stripped off his boxers, revealing his red, leaking cock. You couldn’t stop the small whine you made at the sight, your need for him overriding any coherent thought.

John pushed into you in one swift stroke, drawing your nails to scrape across his back. The stretch was delicious, tearing you apart and soothing the insatiable ache in your core at the same time.

“Feel so fuckin’ perfect. So fuckin’ perfect for me,” he praised. If the feeling of him seated inside you wasn’t already enough to set you ablaze, his praise was. It always was. 

His arms came to rest by either side of your head as he leaned down and stole a heated kiss from your lips. Then, he drew himself slowly out of you before sharply driving back into you again. Your body shook with the force of it, forcing you to break from his lips as you let out the most lewd moan of the night. 

But, of course, that was just the beginning. John continued like that, fucking you harder with every quick snap of his hips until the only sound in your bedroom was the slap of skin on skin and both of your grunts and moans of pleasure.

“This what you needed, baby?” John asked, voice gravelly and breathy. “You needed to get fucked this good?”

Your voice caught in your throat, a strangled sound coming out in place of an affirmation.

He sped up his pace, his cock hitting so deep within you that you had to squeeze your eyes shut. He groaned, “My good girl. Always workin’ so bloody hard. You deserve this — deserve to just let me take care of you.”

Your pussy clenched around him at his praise, drawing groans from you both. You clawed at his back, searching for some sort of tether in the tidal wave of pleasure you were trapped in now. For the third time tonight, you could see the salvation of your orgasm on the horizon. Having been denied it so many times, its immensity and force was almost alarming. 

Though you were too lost in John to think clearly, you were able to gasp out one plea. “Don’t stop! Baby, don’t- don’t stop!”

Rhythm growing sloppy, John assured, “Not gonna stop this time. Been so fuckin’ good for me. Come for me, love.”

That’s all it took to have you falling apart on his cock, the tension in your stomach snapping in an overwhelming flood of euphoria. Breath catching in your chest as you rode out the high, John continued to fuck you through it, murmuring deep praises all the while. 

Just as you were coming back down to earth, your body finally feeling like it was yours again, John was nearing his high. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He groaned, head lowered by your ear. With a few more sloppy thrusts, he was burying himself to the hilt in you, his warm cum coating your walls. You gasped at the feeling as he ground his hips into yours a little.

Still propped on his arms, he sagged down over you, his breath ragged like yours. You dragged a hand up from his shoulder blade and into his hair, letting your fingers card through the soft strands as John came back to you and pulled out. Then, he lifted up enough to meet your gaze again. He took you in for a moment before leaning down and giving you one last heated kiss. 

The two of you clearly spent, he leaned his forehead against yours after he broke away. He brought a large, calloused hand to brush against your cheek. 

“You’re so bloody gorgeous,” he mused. “I love you.”

You smiled, leaning into his touch. “I love you.”

“Feelin’ better?”

“So much better,” you answered. The stress and pressure you had felt for days was gone now, replaced only with the feeling of John. For the first time in a long time, you truly felt relaxed. 

“I told you I could fix it,” he said triumphantly, wiggling an eyebrow at you.

After taking a moment to clean you both up, John crawled back into bed and shifted to spoon you from behind. With his strong arm over your stomach and your legs intertwined, you let him envelop you. As sleep slowly pulled you under, the only thought on your mind was him.

[mamayan]

Hi Yan, congrats on the 500 milestone! I’ve only just found your blog today but I’m loving everything that I’ve read so far and I’m excited to read more of your work!

For the Russian Roulette event, would I please be able to request prompts 2, 27, 85 & 100 for NSFW Toji from JJK? He is giving me so much brain rot at the minute 😳😮‍💨

Thank you in advance!!

Bang! … No bullet was shot—

Toji Fushiguro

“Keep crying baby, maybe someone will save you?” || Asphyxiation || Dacryphilia || Degradation/Humiliation

tw: NSFW • GN! Coded • Age Gap Implied • Dacryphilia • Throat Fucking (M) • Mild Exhibitionism •

wc: 676

“I can’t tell if you’re just stupid or can only get off to dirty old men.” His tone is careless and cruel as he shoves himself deeper into your throat, sneering as he sees tears well up in your eyes from the burn. “Don’t go cryin’ now, you asked for this slut.” With one large palm engulfing the back of your head, he pushes you down on his cock, gagging you with it while he grunts in pleasure. He was more than a little amused by your bold proclamation that you could handle him, all of him. It was fine by him to shove you to your knees out back and work his dick in your mouth, really put the money where your mouth was. “I got a theory,” you can’t pay any attention, not with the way his heavy rod in your mouth was consuming all your thoughts. “You wanna hear it?” He’s speaking casually down at you, watching intently to how you struggle to take him even halfway. “I think you like mouthing off so I’ll fuck your throat,” he circles his free hand around your neck, applying pressure and causing you to panic and try to jerk back, but he only laughs and works his hips deeper. “You like running these pretty lips so I’ll split them open and fuck you full of my cum, isn’t that right?” He loves the cloudiness glazing over your eyes as you suffocate on his cock, the way your cheeks puff up and blood rushes to the surface of your face. He can feel himself slipping deeper as you choke and warble for mercy, tongue forced to caress the veins of his shaft as he fucks your face with a smirk on his own. “How does it feel getting used in an alleyway by this old man? I’ve been workin’ all day, ain’t showered yet either, you like the taste of my cock, cumslut?” You did like it, even as the tears finally fell and you soaked his lower half with more than just your saliva and his own salty pre-cum. He groans at the sight, enthralled with your messy image.

“Keep crying baby, maybe someone will save you?” He laughs, dark eyes filled with pleasure as he feels his balls drawing up tight as they slap against his wrist still locked into place while he chokes you inside and out, your weak attempt to push him away useless. “You’re nothing more than a hole for me to use like this, huh?” His cock jerks in your throat, your eyes rolling back as you feel the first spurt of his cum shoot straight into your belly. “Fuck, that’s it baby, take it all for me,” he moans, grin growing as the back door to the race house opens, and an old gambling buddy stumbles out drunk.

“Shit, you gettin’ head out here Toji?” The man grumbles, clearly jealous as he attempts to get closer, but stops smartly when Toji lets go of the back of your head to hold his hand up.

“Yeah,” his face twisting into a snarl as he looks behind to the man, your eyes blocked by his pelvis sunk as deep into your throat as possible, wiry pubic hair scratching your delicate facial skin. “And you’re about to lose yours if you don’t fuck off.” His tone is clear, eyes betraying his souring mood as he unloads himself into you. The man apparently wished to keep his pathetic life more than get a good look at the scene with you and Toji, running off to wherever as Toji finally slides out of your mouth.

“You good?” He asks a moment later, watching you cough and greedily suck in air, fingers curled tight into his sweats still pulled down to his thighs. He’s petting your hair soothingly while you calm down, lazily watching as you recoup enough to look up at him.

The look on your face and your next words have him hard again in an instant.

“Was that all you got?”

Post dividers/@cafekistune

@desi-the-blue-eyed-kakushi

[do-you-know-this-queer-character]

hi! you dont have to answer this and it isnt super important i just wanted you to know, im pretty sure the DCEU specifically refers to the live action movie continuity (like how mcu is all its own universe, separate from the ton of other marvel projects) and you used a pic from harley's show which isnt a part of that continuity! i dont remember if her being queer has actually technically been confirmed on any level within the DCEU, so for total accuracy i think one would just say DC comics!! thats all. again not a huge deal my little brain is just workin lol thats all. pls have a nice day!! im excited to have found this account!!!!

I genuinely have no idea and I could be totally 100% wrong, but wikipedia says it contains the TV shows, comics, and other media as well. I have no idea if that's what the fandom agrees with that though lol. Unfortunately I can't edit the poll, but I'll remember that for characters with similar situations (like Poison Ivy). Thank you for letting me know!

[hymemena]

100 Gecs (2023 Album) 10,000 Gecs Sentence Starters

Feel free to change pronouns as necessary, and remember to specify muse for multimuse blogs.

CW: Drug use, drugs, death, religious themes, smoking, mental health, food, sensory problems, guns, weapons, threats, death threats, stalking, murder, abuse, injury, violence, insomnia, cursing

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Dumbest Girl Alive

"If you think I'm stupid now, you should see me when I'm high."

"I'm smarter than I look."

"I'm the dumbest girl alive."

"Never ask me what I think."

"Money coming from my eyes."

"I'm so happy I could die!"

"Put emojis on my grave."

"Yeah, I'll fuckin' text you back."

757

"Yeah, I'll never go to Heaven."

"I've been smokin' since eleven."

"I got problems with my spending."

"Doing eight in a thirty."

"I'm never in a hurry."

"Everybody wanna party!"

"Wish that I was more discerning."

"Where's the water?"

"Today I'm feeling pitiful."

"I'm taking things too literal when it was hypothetical."

"Now, I'm whining over nothing."

Hollywood Baby

"What you crying about, Baby?"

"Did you get the payment?"

"We had an arrangement."

"Do you wanna party?"

"So go pitch your fit, no one gives a shit."

"I'm going crazy."

"Do you buckle under pressure?"

"You'll never make it in Hollywood, Baby."

Frog On The Floor

"Where'd he come from?"

"Nobody knows."

"He's been chillin' in the basement for a minute."

"It's time we move into the kitchen."

"Make him feel safe."

"Frog on the floor."

"Hey, yeah, I heard you met my friend the other weekend."

"He got on his front legs and did a keg stand."

"The party got real."

"He was chasing flies around."

"Give him some space, he's still workin' it out."

"He doesn't know what people think about."

"He gets the party jumping."

Doritos & Fritos

"Okay, I went to France."

"I went to Greece to get something to eat."

"I'm hard to please."

"Okay, I saw the beach."

"It's one hundred degrees."

"I'll swim in the ocean."

"The TV's tuned to cable."

"I'm sleeping when I'm able."

"The TV's on so loud it hurts my brain."

"I'm eating burritos."

"Jeez Louise, I'm weak in the knees."

"I'm joining the circus."

"I'm lying to strangers."

"I'm looking for danger!"

Billy Knows Jamie

"-Muse- got a gun."

"-Muse-'s gonna kill me, think I need to run."

"-Muse- is kinda scary when he's lookin' at you."

"Run!"

"I've heard it all before."

"He's like a movie star."

"They say he's so deranged."

"Bought mace to keep me safe."

"It's not enough to stay away."

"He knows my house and he knows my name."

"I'm in the closet scared."

"He's kicking down the door."

One Million Dollars

"One million dollars."

"I'm a marijuana addict."

"Fuck you!"

The Most Wanted Person In The United States

"I turned on the news."

"I turned on the news and it said that I was the number one most wanted person in the United States."

"Yeah, I'm a real killer."

"I just killed -muse- and then I ate his dinner."

"I took his car."

"I took his car and I crashed it in the river."

"I was born in the winter."

"Hot like the summer."

"Don't cry to me."

"Don't cry to me, I'm not your mother."

"Everybody shuts the fuck up when I'm passing."

"I'm laughing 'cause shit's so funny."

"Oh, is it hot like that?"

"Yeah, it's hot like that."

"Don't need to ask me."

I Got My Tooth Removed

"You were tough."

"You were unforgiving."

"Made me cry all the time."

"You were mean, such an asshole."

"I had to say goodbye."

"I don't wanna talk about it ever again."

"My head's like a ton of bricks."

"This dumb bitch still learns new tricks."

"I woke up and was down horrendous."

"I think I need to see a dentist."

"Praying to a fuckin' God I'll never be."

"If it's gonna fix itself, I guess it's just as well."

"It doesn't hurt me every day so I just let it get away."

"I'll deal with it another day."

"I guess that day just never came."

"I don't know what to do."

"My cheek swelled up twice its size."

"Playing Operation with a safety pin."

"Looking up home remedies."

"I'm staring at the ceiling, counting seconds 'til I get to sleep."

"That shit didn't work."

"I promised you, honest, tried my hardest."

mememe

"Back once again."

"You'll never really know."

"You'll never really know anything about me."

"No, you'll never really know anything."

"When we were together I tried to tell you."

"I used to tap dance when I was in choir."

"I broke my arm when my -parent- crashed a go-kart."

"I tried on your lipstick, I thought I looked pretty."

"You're always so busy."

"You're always so busy so you never hear me."

"Do I sound like a joke when I'm talking to you?"

"I take it back."

"You say so many things."

"I'll laugh too fucking hard."

"You probably think I'm so mean."

"I don't even know you."

"I guess it's such an easy game."

"Could you explain it all away?"

"OK, bet, I forget."

"I don't think I'll pretend it's cool."

[sadkois]

nishiki thonkin tonight

spoilers for kiwami. some rggo stories. but maybe not accurate spoilers cause i feel my brain meltin. also warning for complete nonsense... and blood? anyways.

thinkin about how nishiki was like. so competent at what he did?? mans knew everythin about how the yakuza worked back in the 80s... U COULD TELL HE WAS WELL INFORMED OF EVERYTHING. he knew about the ugly parts. he knew about majima. and he was the one explaining to kiryu everything asgdhj like lets say. the consequences in their line of work.

fUNNY how it was cause of kiryu that he got into the yakuza in the first place. he totally just followed kiryu into it and said "ok well sOMEONE needs to know what we are doing" cause yea kiryu was just followin kazama like a lil puppy (and nishiki followin kiryu, tho he's more like a cat i think. maybe. nishikitty..........)

bUT ANYWAYS what i was getting at is. he's very competent. so. him snapping and getting to be one of the BIG patriarchs (GET TO THE TOP!) isn't really a surprise. OF COURSE that brings me to the other point...

HERES THE THING. in kiwami we don't really see much of this competence do we? (ignorin the writing of the first game for a second ok, wORKIN WITH WHAT WE HAVE OK)

first it's like hes barely there, then you have his subordinates just. making HUGE mistakes, not actually achievin -doin- anything or even just. NOT listening to him at all. like when they killed yumis "sister" or the whole. reina and shinji.

OK SO. everyones got their onions 🧅 on rggo stories. FOR THIS THONK IM ASSUMIN MOST OF THEM DID HAPPEN. so in rggo we have that one story about what happened with reina and nishki when she tried to shoot him. and its like. nishiki didnt actually order for either of their deaths??? basically we had reina pulling a 'y0 nishikigun' on nishiki. and then well....

god i really gotta talk about reina and nishiki sometime cause i been thinkin about em a lot too. like reina liked him a LOT and i think nishki liked her too as a... sort of distant friend? does that make sense? idk what its called exactly. but yea i cant recall if they have ever interacted outside serena. (except from when they first met, another rggo story.. but that was like. a few minutes and then they were in serena lmao) it feels like a. 'i only interact with u when i come to this place' kinda deal. of course, goin there used to be constant until... not. nishiki totally distanced himself even more after the whole ordeal happened. and trust issues. (@ others? @ himself? yea)

crap. what was i talkin about. sEE THIS IS WHY I DONT AHSDJKL. what i was sayin is that, in that rggo story with reina, it just looks like nishiki's subordinates do NOT listen to him. at all. shooting at her when he keeps sayin "DON TSHOOT HER" "DONT KILL HER" "BRING HER BACK ALIVE"

SO BETWEEN THIS AND THE YUMI SISTER THING. WHY DOES NO ONE LISTEN TO HIM??? AND WELL. ok listen if im statinn the obvious im sorry, again. just writin down what im thinkin cause im tired.

but yea i think the most logical thing is that, the way he's been managing things for the last 10 years has been very different to what we see in kiwami. why else would his men resort to shoot first questions later. it's almos like that was the norm before... as if that's how things worked in the nishikiyama family all this time.

so anyways. nishikis been tryina be cool about it. so so cool about it. but the moment kiryu got out of jail messed him up SO BAD man. i always say this but, mans was just 100% avoiding kiryu as soon as he stepped out, and i bet ya he started acting different to what his fam is used to, too.

like imagine u work for this boss at idk. mcdonals. you are familiar with the routine and what they expect of u. ur boss specifically wants you to always make fries a certain way, at a certain time, he himself showed u how. this is routine. one day as you are makin the fries, its suddenly WRONG and boss is upset and kills u and u dont know wtf is going on. (u r dead) because thats what we usually do?? why is it wrong all of a sudden?

tHATS THE KINDA VIBE I GET FROM HE IN KIWAMI

aight imma be honest i cant recall if he already had this whole plan before kiryu got out. like, did he take kiryu into consideration or not. cause he either. 1. did not take into account kiryu would be here 2. did not think kiryu being here would mess up his plans THIS bad (and when i say this i mean mess HIM up so bad he cant go thru his original plan) 3. everything was actually supposedly part of his plan (HA, I DOUBT THIS. MAYBE HED SAY THAT BUT WE KNOW IT AINT TRU NISHIKI OK) im leanin to 2

you know that part when nishki's like "i was shaking when i shot kazama". like, that was only cause he knew kiryu would hate him if he actually killed him, right?? right???? LISTEN I KNOW ITS LIKE A THING OR JOKE THAT HES BAD WITH GUNS OR SOMEHTING BUT i actually like to think he got good with those? i prob read it in a fic but i really like that headcanon asgdhj, i feel like itd make sense too. and him missin the shot cause of shakin hands, is because of KIRYU and kIRYU ALONE. where his hands even shakin actually?? didnt he just say that?? nishikis just got that unreliable narrator vibe. NAH HES THE WHOLE UNRELIABILITY. AND WHATSMORE. HE HAD TO COME CLEAN TO KIRYU THAT IT WAS HIM THAT SHOT KAZAMA. HUH? WAS IT EATING YOU UP BOI??? did you need confirmation that indeed, kiryu would hate you for it??? "hES NOT DEAD YET" yea??????? yeaaaa?????????????

LIKE LOOK. the few rggo stories we have of the era between 1996 n 2005 show that he IS indeed very competent! and he has very good control of his fam! and we have the proof of it in kiwami as well, even if its more tell than show? kind of? BUT THE MOEMNT KIRYU IS OUT THIS ALL GOES OUT THE DRAIN. WE KNOW HOW EMOTIONAL NISHIKI IS. WE KNOW IT LEADS HIM TO TAKE NOT SO RATIONAL DECISIONS. (Y0 FOREST NISHIKIGUN FLASHBACK) and god he tried so hard didnt he.

like ok ill admit u got good at repressin ur emotions boi. or turnin them into anger. or keepin a poker face. closing urself off or really just, started seein everyhing as hopeless in a 'whats the point anymore' kind of way. a combo of everything?

in a way nishiki did end up killin himself along with matsushige, but i dont think he did completely. but that's what he convinced himself of. yea? does that make sense? DAMMIT U ARE SO COMPLEX I LOVE IT

thonks. U KNOW its not like anything went right back when he was more... emotional in a way?. i mean, he always did kinda hide his emotions huh? just in a different way.... i mean, when we are first introduced to him in y0, i dont think anyone expected anything like the forest scene from him. i remember being speechless. like oh my god. and i have to say i am BAD at understandin stuff. like i usually understand plots/etc when im watchin reactors play the game asfdghj. BUT MAN did that scene leave me stunned asgdhjk.

but yea with how gOOD everyone around him was at displayin emotions, it makes sense how he ended up :) ... that was sarcasm, im sayin eveyrone around him freakin sUCKS at emotin asgdh, and in fact he was like, looked down at for it. MAN HE DIDNT EVEN CRY THAT MUCH. I MEAN, HE WAS GOIN THRU THE WORST CRAP EVER ??? WHAT DID THEY WANT HIM TO BE A ROCK ASDJKL TO BE KIRYU i guess the two most role figures he had were always very :/ but man this is why i keep sayin he needed an ichiban in his life. it would have been so good for him... an emotionally mature guy, who isnt afraid to cry and show his love for others.

GOD NISHIKI LOVED SO MUCH. IT HURTS ME SO BAD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

the way nish is just like. tryina become what he knows yakuza are supposed to be like.... what they are like..... his big man suit.... agh

idk where this thonk went. it started as a yes nishiki is very competent and he only had L after L in kiwami because kiryu being back threw him off so bad. so so bad it ended up the way it did :( if they had just talked, like really talked..................

man idk if anyones readin this, asdhgjasd kinda embarassin. hello hi. u are cool. uhh here have this drawin i did months ago that i havent posted anywhere (IT WAS BEFORE THE NEW YEAR RGGO CARD. not like it isnt just a combo of his two hairstyles but i was still like GASP)

hohooo with my attempt at a post kiwami nish :) did u know i also have a vampire au from months ago. would anyone like to read about that. its incredibly self indulgent. yea sayin this at the end of this nonsense cause im a coward agsfdyhgiog

[theviridianbunny]

WIP WEDNESDAY - 21/06/23

Don't think i've done a WIP wednesday since... god January - but anyways- I saw that @wanderingaldecaldo tagged me in her most recent WIP wednesday post- so i'm joining in

So bunny- what are you workin on at the moment?

Welp- to be honest I am working on so many things- my brain is always in 80 places (maybe more ahah) - but i'll pick a few things that are at the front of my brain:

MORE LIPSTICK STAIN MODS~!!!

Valerie Vermillion and Mitch Anderson for @wanderingaldecaldo

Yes- You read that right-!! I'm working on a few more lipstick mods. Branching out and am goign to make a few texture edits for a few other characters. Right now I'm planning on making them for Mitch and Misty- but then soon I plan to more more for Jackie-!!

OTP TO THIS - AU: GLITCH IN THE MATRIX

A screenshot from this recent post about the AU~

Posted about this AU yesterday- but i'll rammble about it again because it's taking up ALL of my coherent thoughts-!! Glitch in the matrix is the name for a CP2077 AU revolving around Jackie and Viridian. Jackie is in the role of Neo - Viridian is his Trinity - !!!

I’m planning on creating art and fics and cp2077 vp for this AU as well- but for now i'm mostly just shopping for mods- creating doodles and re watching my fave clip from the first film on repeat (you can watch it below~!)

I am so bloody hyped to re create that scene in VP- or art- or writing-!!! One of my irl friends said it was a very cool idea- smashing two of my big interests together to create something so special and important to me~!!

A BRAND NEW PC SET UP!!!!

My new pc set up!!

Now- this 100% counts as a big WIP!! Ever since I started to learn wolvenkit and modding a few weeks ago- the thought of getting a second monitor had been on my mind- and by chance- a local charity shop was selling a second hand one for £10-!!

So I bought that- but then realised "oh bugger- I need a VGA to HDMI adaptor" and bought one of them- only to realise I DID NOT HAVE A SPARE HDMI SLOT ON MY TOWER/ IN MY GPU (i thought it could be plugged into a diffrent hdmi slot- but when nothing worked- i was screaming on the inside) -!!I panicked because I know NOTHING about computers or how any thing really works-

Luckily some of my irl friends helped me choose the right cables and everything (turns out I needed a DVI to DVI cable-)- that cable came in the post today and I finally got my second monitor set up!!! Now I can have SO MANY WINDOWS OPEN WEHEEHYY-!!

OK-!!! tagging @halsin @chessalein @heywoodvirgin @vox-monstera @indorilnerevarine @vrovij @juststayquiete @chevvy-yates @imaginarycyberpunk2023 @elvenbeard @chipped-chimera @timaeusterrored @withoutyouimsaskia and you (yes you- the awesome human reading this)- what have you been making recently?? I'd love to see!!

[angie-long-legs-moved]

//workin on a lot of replies but I'm hungover and also just got my period so my brain is slowwwww. will probs not post anything til tomorrow cuz although I've got tons of motivation to write, I'm not 100% happy with any of the drafts I've got and think I've gotta come back to them with a clear head tomorrow to actually do them justice lmao. I am a massive perfectionist and it pisses me off SO MUCH when my writing is like, almost there? but not QUITE ugh

[moonrisecoeur]

crying in this club rn (im at home) UR SO DAMN SWEET? WAUGHHH ngl i missed spamming anons i just waugh idk. ive had a lot of ppl that are not upfront about how they actually feel about stuff so idk? i just worried u were being wayyy too nice abt it. mwah mwah you are just as pookie as leon on sweetie levels.

also !! i prommy i am safe, i prefer to stay at home when i drink (gurl call me a loser but playing games while buzzed is THE funnest shit) and i know my limit. girlie one hangover at work is ENOUGH to make me not do that again ✌ i just been grinding re6 mercenaries all night bc its fun and also re6 leon be SO god damn FINEEEE 😋 his moves? good lord dont get me started ull get another inbox essay boo.

mood whiplash much huh? LMAO leon just do that to me. gets those brain dolphins WORKIN

🐕

i am not nice bbygirl i am obsessed there is a difference!! my infatuation with u is not a choice i do not simply choose to be nice to u i genuinely am in love hshdjsjdjdk

DUDE i have a vague memory of drinking one night and then remembering i had an english assignment due so i did it really quick, and my brain was all the way there but my motor skills were not so i was struggling to type so i just ??? speech to texted it??? i got 100 obvi

RE6 LEON MAKES ME PHYSICALLY ILL i want to eat him. i want to do so many horrible things to him. i want to bend him over and just take him anywhere and everywhere, whenever i fucking want. dream world where the fucking 35 year old man with his 20 yr old gf is taller than him and fucks his ass every night

i am so sane. i likely appeared more sane when i was emotionally dead from finals but when i tell you i need to do some very very bad things to re6 leon i MEAN it!!!

but i also need to kiss his forehead and tell him he can rest now, that he’s gonna be okay… :(

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

aaaAAAAAaaaaaa I haven't done much today but!! I promise I'm workin' on some stuff now uwu

(I keep buying adult coloring books and various art supplies to use to color them, in an effort to manage my anxiety which has been a bit bad lately... and then I get distracted with coloring from whichever new one I've bought... XD)

soooo, two things!

A, I'm working on a demon OC who I'm also dressing up as for Halloween, she's a nature demon named Persephone and I feel y'all will enjoy her Vibes

and B, I just realized I've gotten nearly 100 requests done since I've been back... if not 100? the final count after I opened the askbox last month was, what, 254 or something? (that's the number that's stuck in my brain anyway lol) and currently my drafts are at 167

HECK YEAHHHHHHH

[marsgod]

HIII! I'm that silly lil' anon who asked how many matchups you have :] But like, bro, writing two at once? I would get so lost doin' that LMAO Is it alr if I ask for an Obey Me matchup? Preferably a queerplatonic one since I'm Aroace, but if you just wanna do romantic that's alr! (Also I've been seein' that you're gettin' a lot of matchups for your other fandoms so why not switch it up a bit! :D) I'm a really quiet person, preferring nonverbal communication, but I'm also timid around people.

My friends say I'm really caring and funny, i noticed that I'm usually a parental figure to people younger then me, but I'm not the best at caring for myself. I definitely do care too much for people/animals, even objects sometimes. I like water a lot, it's especially good for sensory issues so I find it really nice. I'm also into creepy things, it's been my special interest since I was a lil kiddo !

I guess it would be important to mention things like my bad memory and obliviousness to my surroundings. I focus too much on things rather than barely focusing at all. I'm also not active at all, I'm super low energy (physically) and I tire myself out a lot, though I have a pretty energetic personality. My ways of showing affection are physical touch and quality time! I'm super touch starved tho </3 as most of us on this site are /j

I don't like traveling too much, going places im unfamiliar with is usually something I avoid. I also hate ovens, I HAVE NO IDEA WHY BUT IM LIKE- SO SCARED OF OVENS? Reaching in them freaks me out LMAO, same with heated metals. I should also mention that people being angry in any way will make me panic, my lil' pea brain does loops around my skull whenever someone around me is angry, especially when it's someone I care about but I can't help them. Probably the 'tism workin' with past experiences /lh Also I can't see myself bein' human, I'm kinda otherkin so I guess that would translate into me not being human in Obey Me? If that makes sense? I don't know what I'd be though

This is the closest I can get to a picrew lookin' like me irl, idk if this would be important or not </3 BUT ty for your time, you don't gotta answer if it seems like a lot! Also keep takin' care of yourself, you're doin' great, broski! :D

╰┈➤ I’d match you with…Belphegore!

you don’t like traveling? going places? absolutely amazing points, you should definitely just get a movie or book and let him use you as a pillow

he doesn’t talk too much anyways, usually too tired or just not wanting too so Belphie gets it dw

too lazy to keep an eye on an oven, ya’ll can use Beelzebub

He gets angry, but most of the time he’s %100 more likely to just lock himself in the attic and come back out on his own terms

will lie face down in water with a snorkel and sleep like that if he could, he really like the feeling of water but has hardly any desire to stay up long enough to actually *shudder* exercise staying up

if you treat him like a kid, he’s gonna play the spoiled brat and mock ask you to get snacks like a child (using broken words, stuff like that)

If you’re a human he might be a bit more distant with you, just still a bit awkward

if you’re an angel then he really likes to tease and mess with your wings, but he’ll preen them for you if needed

will grab your tail while you in demon form (like holding hands but he just doesn’t feel like paying attention)

[welcome-to-the-cattle-dome]

more formal post 2 say im gonna be inactive*

 *may come on in short bursts or to do specific things but otherwise avoiding things

this is not personal im just a really sleepy guy AHWGHRJAHW.. (and my brain is workin up over school again + im doing like 100 activities at once + autisme is kicking my ass so im being very selective with stimuli)