#i GOTTA clean that shit out.

[lokh]

i think the amount of csp assets i have downloaded are gonna make my pc explode

[luck-of-the-drawings]

so REVENGE, HUH? or justice, if that makes you feel better. it tastes the same when cooked just right. 'I REALLY WANTED A BROTHER.' such a shame to burn a bridge you so desperately wanted to keep, especially when it wasnt even you who started the fire. especially when you hope that not a single fragment of that bridge ever washes ashore.[MAY IT ROT FAR FROM MY SIGHTS] an unfortunate loss! atleast he has his friends.

[magistralucis]

what have i done 😂

[l3viat8an]

MC: If I were a drink, I'd be Cherry Vanilla Coke. If you were a drink, what would you be?

Belphie: Bleach.

Levi: Sewage.

MC:…..please calm down, edgelords.

[shower-phantom-ideas]

Danny saving Villians because he doesn’t want them as ghosts in his realm.

“I aint letting you bring that into my house nuh uh”

[pepperpixel]

I haven’t posted art in forever, (I am currently working on art tho!! It’s just taking me a bit cuz.. job..) but! But… what about if instead of the art u guys came here for. I instead posted pictures of the cool lil outfits I’ve been wearing recently that im rlly proud of… what about that???

[hood-ex]

Gonna pull an Alfred tomorrow morning.

Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight #60

[bonetrousledbones]

lil update post thats mostly rambling tbh

i'm feeling a bit better after a few days of not letting myself ruminate on everything so much. still don't have electricity tho </3 but things are getting better slowlyy. i even managed to draw a lil too

i've adjusted a good bit more to the routine at this point. a lot of people are still struggling out there and once i get my electricity back i'm gonna spread some more resources since wayyy more are available & up-to-date now than what's in my initial post about all this, but for now i'm just lettin y'all know i'm still truckin along 👍

also i wanna give another thanks to yall for spreading that post around so much, even if it's slowed down a lil by now. for those first few days it really felt like we were completely isolated from the world and nobody knew or cared, but i've seen a huge increase in people talking about our situation here since then and it's been surprisingly uplifting. one of the reasons appalachians are such hardheaded motherfuckers is because we're used to having to help each other rather than rely on folks outside the mountains, but seeing y'all expressing sympathies and wanting to help however you can, even if you don't live nearby, has made me feel so much better about our ability to come back from this.

[b0amagination]

Tastes of Whumptober: Day 30

Let's see what Payge and Nicolai have been up to! We met them on Day 12, which this post references and continues from! They also showed their faces on Day 16 and Day 26, should you want to see more of them <3

Content warnings for: the slightest moment of nail whump, creepy whumper, and painful wound cleaning.

Recovery

Payge had been confined to the basement bedroom for… two days now. This was the third. He awoke the same way each morning so far. The same padded cuffs kept him in bed on the mattress by his hands and feet, only mercifully allowing him to change positions.

The first day, Nicolai had sat down and trimmed his nails.

“Of course I have to, dove. I know you’ll come up with a thousand keen solutions, and it’s my job to think of each one before you do.” They gestured for his hand then, and he handed it over reluctantly. 

“I wasn’t thinking of that…” They trimmed his thumb down, leaving the thinnest sliver of white at the edge.

“Of course not. But you would have.” The pointer nail was cut even closer, if there was such a possibility. 

“For Christ’s sake, leave a bit of nail! They aren’t used to being so short.”

“Don’t ask my permission for your delinquency, Payge. I wouldn’t have to take such precautions if you would accept my care.”

“I am, aren’t I?” He protested, false hope in his voice.

“You should have seen yourself on the table.”

A full-body shudder shook his hand and caused them to clip too far. 

“Come on!” He pulled his hand away and observed the nick as it slowly wept a single drop of blood. Nicolai snatched it back and continued their work.

“You’ve had worse. On the table, for example.” They had the foresight to grip his wrist hard before he flinched again. 

“Forgive me for never wanting to remember that.”

“Well, I don’t plan on letting you forget.”

He did remember. Every night. Payge was a side sleeper now. 

The second day, Nicolai changed his bandages.

“Sure you don’t want to look? You could have supervised access to a mirror.”

“I’m sure.” 

“Well, then.” 

They turned on the tap, slowly adjusting the temperature before filling a bowl. A rag was dipped in, wrung out, and pressed over the bandages to moisten them before unwrapping.

“Aren’t you grateful I’m not ripping this off with the scabs, dove?”

“...I am. Thank you,” Payge whispered.

The dressings only tugged mildly at a few stubborn parts. Probably where they cut deeper, he thought, and just as quickly shoved the idea away. A separate rag pressed against his bare skin, starting at the edge of the wound. 

He caught a glimpse of it at some point: stained various shades of brown, red, and something on the yellow spectrum.

“It’s not infected, is it?” An infected wound of that size… it spelled a death sentence without medical intervention.

“No, no. Just severe.” 

Each fiber of the cloth was tangible as it pressed him into the back of the chair, scratching whenever Nicolai adjusted it.

“It’s looking lovely so far. Red suits you.”

“My mom always said it clashed.” She had, really. Always said he looked better in neutrals. Burgundy or merlot, orange blossom or cream. Not red.

“Nonsense. Nothing could clash with you, dove.” 

“Sweet-talking me gets you nowhere.”

“I quite enjoy it, actually. Sweet-talking you is a favorite pastime of mine.” The rag drifted over his collarbones, tracing them absentmindedly, before it returned to the bowl to soak. After they were done, Nicolai would disappear upstairs and bleach them, rinse, and fold them up like new for next time. They’d made him help before.

A brown bottle emerged from the cabinet and tipped onto a third cloth.

“Oy, you told me peroxide only makes scars worse.” Payge held up a hand and pointed at the offender, as if it could be anything else.

“Yes. Put that hand down.”

“Did you forget? You try to minimize a lot of those.” A glare told him he was pushing his luck.

“You’d be a fool to think I worked so long and hard on nothing. I wouldn’t do that to you without reason.” 

He held his tongue on the truths that itched to spew forth, too aware of his current position. 

He’d felt the burn of that the rest of the day, especially when Nicolai refused to rinse it with water. Even the unharmed skin around seemed inflamed.

And this morning Payge was still wearing the shirt they’d dressed him in. Breathable, flexible fabric that zipped up to his neck in the back, still tight enough to compress his torso. He could reach it if he tried, but it would be a chore. The point of the barrier, of course.

He was stuck in bed until they came down and unlocked the cuffs. But it wasn’t all bad.

The windowless room could only be lit by the switch next to the door. At all other times, a projection shone on the popcorn ceiling. A window into a fishtank, towers of kelp swaying as different species swam by. A simple night light in the nearest outlet created the illusion, shooting light out when it didn’t detect another source.

It was strangely comforting. 

So long as he glanced up at it from his side.

[maythedreadwolftakeyou]

i know all month ive been chewing on the walls bc Veilgaurd was still So Far Away but now that its right there. actually oh god i need more time i have so much shit to do before i am Absorbed Forever

[ottosbigtop]

whathtye don’t tell you about animation is that there’s so many lines and you havento keep drawing them

[scoliosisgoblin]

doodles and some lore. I'm tired.

[radioisntdead]

listening to ASMR again, WHY DO THEY KEEP KILLING OFF MY FAMILY??? WHAT DID THEY DO?? THEY COULD BE ALIVE? THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE PLOT YOU JUST KILLED THEM OFF FOR FUN???

[rosicheeks]

Anyone have any easy (cheap) dinners when you feel like shit and don’t want to do anything?

[digo3d]

I’ve been so overwhelmed these past days I hardly opened tumblr or breathed near it but you know what - ASKIE TIME

Got any HCs on 1)how the cats react to things that make them anxious in order to calm down, and 2)what is each’s love language/way of showing affection?

Yes I do and I hope everything's chilled out a bit 💃

1.

To be completely Frank, to be completely David even, I don't think T.C. has a single healthy way to get rid of negative emotions or anxiety. I think he just tries to power through it to try and not show any weakness and then he wonders why he keeps biting his tail so much and why he can't catch his breath sometimes.

Benny's usually pretty good at reminding himself that everything will be okay but when his feelings are a bit stronger he'll call his Ma for advice or just to hear her voice. Nothing like a talk with your Ma.

Chooch holds onto his tail and combs through it with his fingers for instant small anxiety relief, and then he usually goes and paints or draws to get rid of the rest of the anxiety or he talks to T.C. or someone else in the gang.

Spook listens to music or meditates for sure, he's probably the best at handling anxiety out of the group due to his 'go with the flow' groove. He's very much an 'it'll all work itself out' guy and usually has to remind T.C. to slow down and just breathe when he's high-strung.

Fancy's a bit like T.C. in the sense that he doesn't have a healthy way to get rid of anxiety, I actually HC him with mild OCD so he ends up pacing around and doing compulsions to get the thoughts to stop. His most frequent one is to twist and pull on his whiskers to 'pull the thoughts out' which sometimes leaves him with less whiskers than before.

Brain just goes and takes a nap. He loves taking naps. He'll walk right up to you and say that a lot of things can be fixed with a good nap. Headache? Nap. Tummyache? Nap. Sad? Nap. Anxious? Nap. He just flumps right on the ground and he's out like a light, problem solved. What a simple little creature.

2. (This might get a bit long fair warning also a bit corny perhaps but what's life without KoRn)

T.C. doesn't really have an outward way of showing affection but I suppose you could say that it's the fact that he knows every member of the gang almost inside and out. Sure some things elude him but he's taken the time to get to know them so well that that in of itself is one of his ways of showing affection. He knows that Benny's favorite TV show is Gunstroke, that Spook crafted his bongos himself, that Brain had part of his tail amputated by the ventriloquist at the circus, etc. You could also say that his way of poking fun at the gang is largely affectionate, as he knows what genuinely upsets them and what doesn't. (He does this with Dibble too but he typically doesn't care whether he upsets him or not.) Ultimately though I think that there's affection in everything that T.C. does for the gang to make sure they're taken care of and happy.

Benny is always complimenting the gang and giving them kind words and words of encouragement. He's the kind of guy who has the confidence to go out of his way to compliment someone just because it makes them smile. He can make a good day great, a fine day good, and a bad day just a little bit better. He might not always know the right thing to say when you're feeling down but he'll be damned if he doesn't try his best. He'll always find something to compliment you about, even just little things like that your eyes are really pretty or that you're wearing cool socks. He's just a happy little guy and making other people happy makes him the happiest little guy in the world.

Chooch's love language is touch to the point where he's almost constantly craving it, he'll rub up on people and get in their personal space like there's no tomorrow. Is he aware of this? Nope, it's entirely an unconscious trait. He's one of those people who'll like keep touching your shoulder if you're having a conversation with him, y'know? If he's told by someone that they don't like being touched he'll do his best to respect that of course but if you don't mind it you will have pink fur all over your clothes for like at least a week. He knows that T.C. usually doesn't like being touched but Benny likes using him as a pillow when they're watching T.V. and he's all over Fancy a lot of the time (while making sure he's not messing up his fur), Spook and him will wrestle, and Brain usually just lays on top of him. He's been told off by a few girlfriends before for this (and also for being clingy in general) but the burning heart craves warmth or however that phrase I probably just made up goes. He gives amazing (if a bit squeezy) hugs.

Spook likes making himself useful and so he'll do favors for you for his way of affection. Like if the dishes need to be done and you've been too busy to do them he'll go and do them for you. He's terrible at doing things for himself but if you ask him to do something most of the time he'll do it (given that he remembers/executive dysfunction doesn't get in his way y'know ADHD junk) because it's easier to do something for someone else than for yourself. Even if you don't have anything that needs to be done currently he'll go and do something for you anyway. This kind of blends into gift giving sort of, he'll go out and buy something for you if he sees that you want it at all so you don't have to go through the trouble of making the trip. (This is usually how Brain ends up with a whole box of muffins.) He just likes making the gang's lives just a little bit easier this way.

Fancy loves just spending time with the gang. Y'ever gone over to a friend's house and you literally just don't do anything other than just be in each other's proximity? Yeah he loves that shit. Whenever he's out with a girl I like to think that he's subconsciously waiting until he can see the gang again. It's in his nature to be the kind of guy who sees someone he's close to in public and be like 'ayyyyy! How you been??' He loves just talking with the fellas as well, pulling schemes with the fellas, just anything with the fellas. He doesn't believe in wasted time so long as it's time spent with someone he loves. He also loves touch but he's not nearly as clingy as Chooch is, he's just a really big fan of hugs. (He gives the best hugs out of the gang. Strong, warm, soft, and he always purrs.)

Brain's is definitely gift-giving, if he finds a neat little rock he'll give it to you because it's sparkly or it's smooth or just because he thinks you'll like it or because it reminded him of you. He also makes sure that if he's giving you a present for your birthday or a holiday that it's something you really wanted or needed. He might not think of a lot of things or get you a lot of things (because usually he winds up on a time crunch because he forgets it's the holiday or your birthday). He wishes he could get you more things but he always hopes you like the things you give him. The gang almost always keeps the little trinkets or gifts he finds and gives to them because it's a nice little reminder that they're always in Brain's heart. He doesn't make things very often but when he does it's always gifted to someone else. This is all probably because of the few gifts he was given as a kitten that he's managed to keep with him and cherish forever (Like his purple cat plushie and his iconic shirt).

Yep there we go I apologize if the grammar or formatting is bad fsr I'm only good at thinking at night when I'm actively sleepy

[pepperpixel]

Both love and hate the absolute DELUGE of ink a fresh sharpie unleashes onto the paper the instant it makes contact…. I have complicated feelings towards the deluge lmao