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14dayswithyou · 8 months ago

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Sending [REDACTED] a kiss! ^^

but what if i gave u a kiss on da cheek instead /p

Did you happen to have any demon [REDACTED] thoughts to go with demon Ren? 👉👈 Or were they meant to be the same?

this is very out of season hehe

✦゜ANSWERED: WE ARE KISSIN AND SMOOCHIN AND HOLDING HANDS AND /p /silly

But!! [REDACTED] was Angel!Ren before he turned into Demon!Ren hehe :3c

[REDACTED] was once an angel alongside his mother and sister, but they all fell from grace when the pantheon of gods discovered that Ichika had been associating with a demon... and gave life to his children.

Now given the name "Ren", he was forced to live in the mortal world with his father for most of his childhood — and witnessing him do horrific acts to humans, his mother, and even himself was what inevitably triggered Ren into transforming into a demon.

Babey was so full of wickedness at the tender age of ten that his horns and tail started to grow early, so he fled into the forest and cried from all of da searing pain underneath his skin :(

But luckily a benevolent angel came and made a deal with him to take the pain away!! Unluckily, though, they didn't know he was a demon and that it was wrong for their kind to even touch one

But hey!! At least they had the unyielding protection of a demon until their time in the mortal world was up!

It wasn't until hundreds of years later that the pantheon of gods found out about this and punished the angel by making them fall from grace as well :(

They woke up in a strange village near the ocean and were taken in by a familiar stranger with pink hair and sleek, black horns... Now they live in his lil stone house that overlooks the sea — all while having this demon help regain their memories :3

#Ren: I'll promise to protect you for all of eternity if you take this pain away :)#Angel: Sure. What could go wrong?#*Several things went wrong*#Also in love with the idea that Ichika powerpuffed Ren and Hannah into existence lmao #She is prof. Utonium and in this essay I will—#💌 — answered.#💖 — 14 days with queue.#mosaickiwi #💜 — au canon.

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probablygayattorneys · 21 days ago

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keep cool down in the quiet of the morning sweat blood when the sun comes through thick mist on the pond before the temple headed down for the final rendezvous

(training montage, the mountain goats)

#professor layton and the miracle mask #pl5 spoilers #mm spoilers #randall ascot #hershel layton #angela ledore #henry ledore #the mountain goats #i hope this reaches the layton/pagan crew that found the others #love you all this is for all of you #although it was originally from a joke about me doing 'this' for my copy of miracle mask #queue takumi defense squad #moving this up in the queue because its the only post in the queue that even remotely could relate to it being election day #because these are actually all reasons that i am casting a ballot this year #and if you are old enough and live in america #i encourage you to go to your polling place and cast your vote for revenge #cast it to try and stay true #cast it for the ones we had to leave behind #cast it for me #vote like it matters because it does

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aceghosts · 6 days ago

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solarpunkani · 11 days ago

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Do I have the balls to go to a DSA general meeting vote now on your phones

#out of queue #ani rambles #me and my friend met for dinner today #talked about post election anxieties and dealing with republican dads and jazz #and id mentioned to her via text like oh hey a way to keep hope and take action would be to join a mutual aid org #so we looked to see if we could find any in our area #there wasn’t much for her specific area but more for mine (i live in a city she lives in a nearby offshoot town kinda deal)#and theres a DSA general meeting next Wednesday #and technically I could just fucking go I don’t have work that day #but my friend won’t be able to come with me and I’m awkward about doing stuff alone #ani in a social situation is like a horse loose in a hospital #no one knows what the horse is gonna do/supposed to do. least of all THE HORSE #but also…… i could talk the talk and walk the walk i could join a mutual aid org #like im gonna try and go to the FNPS chapter meeting next month but idk if that counts as mutual aid #also turns out there is a FNB in my city but uhhhh im awkward im nervous i cant cook and I dont make THAT much money

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imaginearyparties · 2 years ago

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i’m ngl this one felt absolutely insane when i wrote it. i was days deep into my last blog event and everyone was requesting these drabble-fics and i wrote this in one sitting.

this was heavily inspired by comic book buckynat and if you think this is angsty boy oh boy is that something else.

i can’t pay for your meds but perhaps i can write some fluff some other time???? to balance things out??

i am very sorry for any enduring emotional damage i might’ve caused

dear maria, count me in

what about “i’ll be glad that i made it out and sorry that it all went down like it did” from motion sickness by phoebe bridgers

A/n: Inspired by a brief summary of BuckyNat’s backstory in the comics that I read on tumblr.com once

teacher, soldat, woman, wife

tw: graphic depictions of torture, implied domestic abuse (not with Bucky), angst

Your husband does not come home often. He sleeps in hotel rooms, far from the walls that he and HYDRA constructed to keep you prisoner. You feel for the women he pays for the night. You are the same; toys in the games grown men play when they’ve long outgrown their action figurines.

At least when he is gone you get a break from the espionage. It is exhausting to play the spy in both your professional and personal life. To be an illusion of a person. When your husband is gone you can sleep in old t-shirts with the curtains open, so that you might indulge in the luxury of being woken by morning light.

Tonight, you are half-asleep when a shadow falls across your bedroom window. You don’t open your eyes, just wake fully and sneak a hand under your pillow to the switchblade you keep there. You hear the sound of the window drawing open, the slide of thick fabric as it shifts along the window ledge. The window shuts with a soft thud. No footsteps, no breathing, just your heart pumping against your chest and the shift in the air as a body nears you. It stills above you.

A heartbeat. Another.

You raise the knife and throw yourself upwards, pulling the knife up to rest against the intruder’s throat. A gloved hand grips your wrist, pulls it out, away from your two bodies. You struggle for a bit. At one point you gain the upperhand but then the intruder slams you against the wall, your dresser shaking from the impact. You struggle, feeling like a pinned butterfly as their body presses against yours.

“You’re getting sloppy, detka” The Winter Soldier rumbles in your ear.

(He is right. Now that one of HYDRA’s most important has claimed you, you’re rarely allowed to be useful to them anymore).

“Perhaps I needed a better teacher,” you muse, cocking an eyebrow up at him.

Your teacher huffs, feather-light. He moves away, allowing you some space.

He holds your knife out with a smug twinkle in his eye. “Perhaps I needed a better student.”

You take the knife by the blade, tossing it across the room. It lodges itself in the wall, handle facing out.

Teacher looks at you.

You shrug. “I’ll put a painting there.”

He’s just finished a mission, if his uniform and the smudged and the smudged makeup around his eyes are any indication. In the low light it makes him look skeletal, half-alive. But there is strong muscle there, and something softer than either of you can bear teeming in the ice blue of his eyes. (It knocks the air from you, the sparks of life you see in this nameless man with no memories other than obedience and pain).

You bring your hands up to his face, whispering in a language that only the two of you understand.

“You shouldn’t be here. If they find you-”

Translation: I love you, I can’t bear to see you hurt.

“I would hope for a more polite greeting, after I risked my life to be here.”

Translation: Don’t worry about me. This is worth dying for.

You glare at him. “Shut me up, then.”

Translation: We are survivors. We are all we have. Don’t you dare give that up just to spend a few hours with me.

A fire lights in him. He grabs your arms and pushes you back against the wall, gloved fingers marking you with invisible-ink bruises where they dig into your skin.

“Gladly,” he says. He grabs you by the back of the head with a metal fist and marries his lips to yours in a punishing kiss.

Translation: Don’t tell me how to spend the little freedom I have. Let me love you.

Teacher breaks from the kiss, a triumphant twitch at the corner of his lips. You let him love you tonight.

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Your husband’s smile tips you off, your stomach dropping as soon as he walks in the door.

“We are going out tonight,” he tells you. “Wear something nice.”

You do, applying makeup with precision and wearing your husband’s favorite dress. When you emerge he grins like a shark. He holds up a bandana, folded over into a rectangle.

“Turn around,” he commands. You comply.

He maneuvers out of the house and down the stairs, until you are sitting beside him in the back of an expensive car. The carseat between you is wider than an ocean, the boundary violated only by his hand on the top of your thigh. It does not leave that spot for the entire ride. You spend the ride in silence.

When the car stops, your husband’s hand leaves your thigh. The car door opens, then shuts. There’s the click of dress shoes on concrete, the rush of cold air when the door on your side is pulled open. Your husband grabs you by the arm, pulls you up with some force.

“Turn around,” he commands. You comply.

The blindfold is lifted from your eyes. When you take in your surroundings, your eyes go wide.

“This isn’t a restaurant,” you say, not removing your eyes from the warehouse that stands in front of you for even a moment.

Your husband speaks at you as though you’re a dull child. “I didn’t say we were going to a restaurant. I said we were going out.”

Every atom of your being screams at you to run. You know you can take him, probably a few more men, but you have no idea how many are in the building. Besides, you’ve learned the consequence of such insurrection. You allow your husband to lead you into the building by the leash-like grip he has on your arm.

Inside, there are two men sitting in folding chairs in the center of the room, with two chairs left empty besides them. Armed men line the perimeter of the small warehouse floor. The two men stand, greeting your husband like an old friend. They do not acknowledge you. You keep your eyes trained on the ground as they make small talk. There is another shoe somewhere in this warehouse. You simply have to disappear until they decide that it should drop.

“But of course, we must introduce our esteemed guest of honor for the night!” one says, greasy hair and too-white teeth glinting under the industrial lights. He nods at one of the armed men. The man walks over to a lever on the side wall, gives you an unreadable look, and pulls it.

You hear the pained whir of old machinery, the rattling of chains and a guttural groan, coming from above you. You look up. Your whole body goes cold.

Teacher’s naked body is slowly being lowered from the ceiling, held aloft by a chain around his flesh wrist. There is no sign of his left arm. As he gets closer to the warehouse floor, you can make out many of the more gruesome details: the purple color of his flesh arm where circulation’s been lost, going almost irreparably blue where the chain meets his wrist; the whip marks trailing already dry blood down his back; the pale, sweaty condition of his skin. His body is consumed with tremors, and you can make out the outline of what you’re sure is an electric collar against his neck. You hear a low hum and realize that the collar is on, keeping Teacher in just enough pain that he won’t be able to fight his way out. When his feet finally touch the ground they cannot support him, and he falls to his knees at your husband’s feet.

Your eyes don’t stray from Teacher for even a moment as he comes to a pained kneeling position, purpling arm falling limp at his side. You’re not sure if even your extensive training has managed to keep the horror off your face.

“What happened?” you can’t stop yourself from saying.

Your husband smirks. Behind him, the less greasy man barks out a laugh.

“Go on, Soldat. Tell her what you did.”

Teacher trembles on the ground. It takes him what looks like a considerable effort - teeth clenched and eyes squeezed tight.

“Handler discovered our-” his eyes pop open for a brief moment, just long enough to look at you, “attachment. HYDRA is displeased.”

The greasy man at the end rolls his eyes. He kicks Teacher in the side, ignoring the whimper that escapes him.

“You’re leaving out the good part. Tell her what you said.”

“Th-”

Another kick to his side. “Look at her when you speak, Soldat.”

Teacher’s eyes fly open, locking on to you.

“Handler said that you were not mine to own. I said that believing that you belonged to anyone was tactically foolish.”

There’s a twinkle in Teacher’s eyes as he tells you that. A pang goes through your heart.

(Translation: I would do it again).

You flinch when you feel a hand at the top of your thigh. You had forgotten for a moment that anyone else was there but you and Teacher. Your husband's fingers digging into your thigh reminds you.

“Is that what you think, darling? That you belong to no man?”

And oh, you long to say yes. You long to be as brave as Teacher is, to have a glimmer of personhood left in your eye no matter how much they take. You long to be the woman he trained you to be, the woman who could take down every man in this entire room. You do not look at Teacher. You take your place as your husband’s wife.

“I belong to HYDRA,” you tell the wall beyond your husband’s head. “I belong to you.”

You feel hot tears on your cheeks. You look down at the Teacher to show your tears to him, give him a handwritten note in the language only the two of you speak.

Translation: We are survivors. We are all we have.

Translation: You should have listened to me.

Translation: One day we will be rid of them, and I will come to you and apologize for whatever happens next.

Translation: I love you.

You watch Teacher collapse onto the floor, his injuries overwhelming him. You are all you have. You are your husband’s wife.

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the #ipmoshpit sleepover ends tonight so get in all your asks

#comment reblog #lunar 🌙#i could queue this all day

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cent-scratchnsniff · 1 month ago

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Day 50

#lobotomy corporation #lobcorp #lobotomy corp spoilers #lobcorp spoilers #i deadass almost forgot abt it twice on day 50 im used to llooking in the same spot but it wasnt there anymore because it MOVED #i was genuinely stunned and was just saying 'oh.' or 'wow.' or the variants of out of words to describe what im feeling #that and the occasional yelp of surprise #so i deadass forgot about the train in the flurry of emotions . until i heard it SCREAMIMG and i had also yelled at that moment #i had put my head in my hands for a solid few seconds as i jusr kept hearing that fuckass train in c comand 1 go COOOCHGOHDHOGIHAB #before i actually functioned again and probably over shielded all agents i could near the possible path #i didnt qant ANY of them to die !!! on day 50 too!!! come on man its basically a free day #other thing was that i let Ryn have the last work. was going to be vincent with mosb but we were a few enerfy short #uhmm. say it as a sorry for letting your wife (girlfriend) die ryn. sorry ryn .... you get to have the final fuck ass abno work of the day #x lobcorp #its mostly my thoughts than trhing to be in chafacter. tis not in character. i just needed a pad for some comedic timing #/<QUEUE>/

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front-facing-pokemon · 10 months ago

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#something is very obviously different about these two compared to my normal images on this blog. i acknowledge this #also the sv model is Really good. and since they always stare straight at the camera anyway… and no one pays attention to the background…#and the only high-quality phantump model i could find was so horribly shiny that its eyes were just white voids #in my defense‚ phantump always just stare straight at you in game #the lighting is different‚ yeah. that's probably the dead giveaway. beyond the background. but like. i'm the only being on the planet who #really likes phantump anyway. i feel like it's a generally forgettable pokémon to most folks #phantump #HELLO this one is a weird one. i have some explaining to do. so when i did this one i didn't know how to edit models really at all #and when i got the models for these‚ the xy models were super shiny. shiny to the point that it made their eyes fuckin invisible #and i decided that since you could barely tell it was phantump‚ i needed a different way to get these images #i remembered that in the SV dlc‚ every time you find a wild phantump‚ it just fucking. stares. at you. and i was like. aha #i kinda remembered because of the test stream that i did. tumblr user alligayytorr (am i getting the right amount of Ys) said #“haha i am getting a sneak peek” when i zoomed the camera in on a phantump. and i remembered that. and i was like. i can utilize this #and ended up using just an in-game screenshot of SV in replacement of the regular content. later on‚ after that #once we got into gen 7 and it became less and less reliable to find models‚ i had to learn how to edit them manually to remove the shine #i am a software dev. not a 3d modeler. this ended up coming down to editing the code of the models directly (which i ended up writing a #script to automate). now‚ today‚ january 22nd (the day of me writing these tags and updating this post)‚ i remembered this post was in the #queue and was not normal. so i went back‚ ran the script on the phantump and trevenant models‚ and unshinified them #then edited these two posts to be normal. i have left the original pictures i took under the cut for reference and as bonuses #because i really enjoy phantump. so that's why those images are there‚ and that's why these tags are here #just for posterity's sake‚ the folks who come here mostly for my commentary‚ i've left the ORIGINAL tags of the post when i initially #made it with the SV pictures up at the top (i wanted to rearrange them‚ but tumblr makes that Very difficult‚ so i left them as-is)#so if these tags are confusing to read i Apologize. but i hope now that you're at the bottom you understand what happened #i'm gonna go edit the trevenant post now

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mikelogan · 1 year ago

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🎃 TJ MIKELOGAN'S HALLOWEEN 2023 EVENT 🎃

RULES:

Use the tag #USERTJ to share your creations (and so I can reblog them)

Include "TJ MIKELOGAN'S HALLOWEEN 2023 EVENT" + that day's prompt in your caption

Reblog this post

THINGS TO KNOW:

This event is open to anyone who wants to participate -- gifmakers, editors, etc. -- and you do not have to be following me if you don't want to! Create gifsets, graphics, moodboards, whatever you enjoy!

You can do as many or as few prompts as you want! This is supposed to be fun, so no need to put unnecessary pressure on yourself.

Interpret the prompts however you see fit; stick to them as loosely or as rigidly as you want!

Make sure to check out the #USERTJ tag as well so you can see what everyone else is coming up with and share what they've created! Even if you're not participating in the event yourself, we love reblogs!

If you have any questions, don't be afraid to ask!

PROMPTS:

DAY 1: A movie you watch every spooky season DAY 2: A Halloween comedy DAY 3: Based on real events DAY 4: Your favorite horror movie DAY 5: A Halloween TV show episode or special DAY 6: Favorite animated villain(s) DAY 7: Vampires DAY 8: A horror franchise or series DAY 9: Favorite movie monster DAY 10: Favorite horror director(s) DAY 11: A non-scary Halloween movie or show DAY 12: Found footage DAY 13: Ghosts DAY 14: A classic horror film DAY 15: Your favorite horror TV show DAY 16: Favorite gore/slasher film DAY 17: A spooky musical DAY 18: Black cats DAY 19: An animated Halloween movie or show DAY 20: Fictional serial killers DAY 21: A recent horror film (from 2010 or later) DAY 22: Favorite thriller(s) DAY 23: Haunted houses DAY 24: Favorite live action villain(s) DAY 25: A movie or show that isn't horror, but still scared you DAY 26: WitchesDAY 27: LGBT+ in horrorDAY 28: Favorite final girlDAY 29: Mike Flanagan films and shows DAY 30: Take a piece of media that isn't horror and make it horror DAY 31: Wildcard -- your choice

Below the cut, I'm tagging those who reblogged my original poll regarding this event and were either interested in participating or signal boosting, as well as some moots who've expressed interest in all things Halloween and horror.

@connie-rubirosa @laurabenanti @heroeddiemunson @ianmckellen @gatortillmans @evermoredlx @fabines @katieskrsgard @jakeperalta @finalgirlsidney @ghouls-ghoul @azrphales @sculien @katesharmasheart @natscatorrcio @magicaplin @logangarfield @tutontawan @ghosttfaces @iichliwps @nessa007 @antlerqueer @emmaswns @captain-hen @bloodcrimsonrain (so sorry if i missed anyone!)

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canon-gabriel-quotes · 8 months ago

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Expect clip posting to slow down due to irl nonsense.

Also from the 11th to the 18th I won’t have any computer access and very little internet access but I’ll schedule a couple clips beforehand for that week 🫡

#idk how often the posts will be. maybe 3-4 a week #12 hr workday + no real privacy in my room #means I could only edit late at night #or on the weekend #and it feels like such a waste of my tiny bit of free time #to be sitting at my desk pretending to do something as I wait for my mom to gtfo of my room #I think all the typing makes her suspicious idk man #it made what should have taken 45 mins take up to 2 hrs sometimes #so I will be attempting to do all my editing on friday/saturday and queue the posts #what I’ve been doing is scheduling 2-4 days of posts at a time #but like I said. doing it during the weekday is extremely time consuming due to being watched :p #on the weekends she’s less nosy and I can just wait for her to be asleep lol #if tumblr didn’t have an audio upload limit then I could just go all out for like 3 hrs and have a big queue lined up #it will actually take me less time to edit on a friday/saturday just cause I won’t be interrupted at all at nignt. lol.#tldr: I have very little free time and am interrupted constantly during the week #it will be easier for me to edit late at night on the weekend #and schedule the posts throughout the week #at the cost of no more daily posts (blame tumblr audio limit)#non voice post

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daily-xisuma · 5 months ago

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[025] I memorized the enochian characters for use as a cipher :-)

#025 #xisuma #xisumavoid #daily xisuma #hermitcraft #thanks archangel michael for being my pose reference #artist David Topalski!#the fact that this is number twenty four is actually freaking STUPID #this was supposed to be twenty three but I couldn't write it in letters because enochian has no equivalent of w #technically I could have done MY enochian w but it's a made up edit of enochian i #made up = i came up with it several hours ago for my own purposes and no one but my two mutuals know #now here's the REALLY funny thing.#enochian HAS numbers. but as Wikipedia puts it ''the number system is inexplicable''#because there are no rational pattern the numbers follow besides vaguely getting longer the larger the number #but there's a few numbers with specific translations that were written down #including 22. and 24. BUT NO 23. NO 23!!! THE DAY I DECIDED TO DRAW THIS AND AM TYING THIS #GRRRRRRRR #maybe one day I'll memorize slash make up enochian numbers so that I can make my calculus notes even MORE incomprehensible but today is not #that day #i say ''even more'' because I wrote all specific useful information that isn't basic concept stuff in standard galactic alphabet. but #that's not the topic of the day #-----#about 15 hours and one post of the queue have now passed since I wrote this and now there is an even FUNNIER thing.#it was the 24th day all along. now my doodle text is wrong.#but not only that. i realized this upon looking at doodle 23 and. just seeing ''023. derp!'' I did INDEED derp. HAHA.#ha. ha. ha.#it was hilarous actually #i am god

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supes9 · 3 months ago

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"I'm gonna take that promotion, I guess."

"Well, engineers have their bad days, too..."

🚨 SUMMER OF 51’s (2024) 🚨 ⮑ Day 16: Change Your Mind

#emergency!#summer of 51's #roy desoto #johnny gage #kevin tighe #randolph mantooth #johnny & roy #squad 51 #engine 51 #didn't think i'd get this one done till later into the weekend...#but in a surprise twist i actually finished it up pretty quickly #i mean... it's still very late considering it's for the day 16 prompt lol #but i only finally started working on it a day ago so i'm proud of myself ; )#anyway this clearly focuses on roy from the 'promotion' episode #where he was all...#'i don't really want the engineer job'#to 'i guess i'll take the engineer job'#to 'forget that engineer job'#we all know he loves being a paramedic too much to give it up for the promotion #plus who in their right mind could possibly leave johnny? 😜#can't break up the dream team... 😉💙#nothing to it when you know what you're queueing...

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rottmnt-residuum · 1 year ago

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The Blitz starts Monday and updates every day till Saturday for a total of 6 updates in a week :)

Tw for the blitz: Police Brutality, Bruising, Knives, Guns, Sedation, Abduction, PTSD, Blood, Death, Drowning, Dismemberment, Major Character Death, Corpses

#the tw call #you don't see anyone being actively dismembered #but its there #also there isn't really a better word for 'in water unconscious but not dying per se'#so drowning it is #also there's a ...strike? protest? happening starting on the 30th #so while the last two updates are queued to go up during it. i wont be on durring those days at all #solidarity and all that #... i mean i could just not queue/post them but i don't want to sit on them until its over #becuase people seem to be wanting to make it indefinate?#i... don't want to stay off tumblr indefinately... :(#plus how would people know when to stop if its indefinate #i don't think news cites would cover it

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finniestoncrane · 10 months ago

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loving everyone and manifesting a nice day. you WILL see a cool bug at a distance you are comfortable with. you WILL get to step on a crunchy leaf. you WILL touch a neat and appealing texture. you WILL hear a sound that gives your brain the good fuzzies

#I’m putting this in the queue so that it will randomly come out from the universe to someone who needs it #likely myself lmao #ANYWAY everyone has been so nice today #lmao which day it could be any day because people are nice to me all the time for some reason #but I’m putting the good vibes back out there #I LOVE YOU!#finnie shouts into the void

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bitterseaproduction · 4 months ago

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Some days you want to work hard on your little fanfic epics, spending hours detangling the lore and timeline and plans for stories crying in the night for an update, and some days you're sick off your rocker and just hacking a lung out while haze-blinking into the horizon as you halt reading someone else's fic summary mid-first sentence to hard left turn into a very blurry but detailed daydream about the dwarves thinking Bilbo died in the Battle of the Five Armies while Bilbo--unaware of a king and his company upending their own mountain in a fit of grief as he heals among the Men or Elves--ends up in an awkward Race to Mordor with a Sauron he is barely aware of alongside his own ironic Nine, made up of himself, Gandalf, Bard, Legolas, Tauriel, and a trio of dwarves (Dís, Gimli, Gimli's mom) plus an unexpected favorite cousin (Falco Chubb-Baggins) who all broke off from the first convoy of Blue Mountain immigrants to Erebor to go along and protect Bilbo.

Place bets now on how Thorin & Company hear of their burglar's survival and latest insanity (highest bids placed on the remaining Blue Mountain travelers passing along word vs a smarmy message from Thranduil), how quickly they shake off their shrouds of mourning and royal pseudo-widowhood, and where exactly on the path between Erebor and Mount Doom they manage to catch up to and dog pile an unwitting Hobbit.

#apologies for the sick day rambles #bagginshield #story ideas #I need to master the art of authors who cover a whole adventure/story in flash scenes across a series of short fics #i'd get so many of these ideas down in at least written form if I could master that vs my impulse for 100K+ monsters #bilbo fellowship au #i'm normally not for a 'bilbo destroys the ring early' since i love lotr so much I don't want to derail it too much but~ when the ideas hit #still it feels wrong to have only 1 hobbit in a fellowship so I played off those falco chubb-baggins lore tidbits #and I headcanon falco as a young curly haired michael sheen. just cause I love him & think he looks a fair bit like martin freeman.#bonus points include early gigolas humor gimli mom lore dis-bilbo in-law bonding & bilbo carrying a dwobbit frodo the entire gd time #last 2 points leading to Thorin slamming into the action ready to scream at his Hobbit--only to get blindsided by screams from his sister #queue bilbo frozen in shock as 2 royal siblings-fight trying to quietly sneak off-only for 2 very different royal siblings to bodyslam him #and dis screaming at her sons to be more careful with the hobbit and when why comes out All Hell Breaks Loose because wtf bilbo? THORIN???#(and no bilbo did not know either when he left erebor—life just be rude like that)#and yes somewhere in that the ring and gollum and sauron and gandalf and probably saruman too. the wizard can handle the actual plot right?#and yeah eagles come in to save everyone at the last frustrating minute. because what's a tolkien quest without that in there?

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quinn-pop · 8 months ago

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yet another oc that only exists because i wanted to write something very specific

(middle is a little older, hence her scar healing. i like to think she gets a glass eye at some point)

anyway this is mira! (they/she) since that wip is almost 20k words and counting i won’t give away too much but long story short she’s the result of meta going “one last time, i promise” and adopting yet another kid

also galaxia kinda indirectly picked the name :)

i’ve mentioned before that i headcanon that pretty much all astrals are autistic and this is just kinda an extension of that. whereas meta tends to suppress his emotions and conform to others, mira…doesn’t. she gets uncomfortable and upset and lashes out at people easily, and working through their emotions is no small task.

the main reason i chose to write them that way was for the sake of narrative but i’ve grown attached to it because there’s a lot of ideas there i’d like to explore. stuff about navigating emotions and relationships when existing is so suffocatingly uncomfortable. it’s not something i could center around Kirby himself, but i think it makes sense with a post character development meta knight.

they are very loved (omg oldee cameo???)

kirby was definitely very excited to have younger siblings after being used to being the youngest in the room for so long!! (with the like. one and only exception being gooey.) he’s super affectionate with both of them and wants to have a close relationship one day, but for now mira is pretty unappreciative of that fact lol. they don’t like being pestered for hugs

everyone else is okay tho

(i know that’s hard to read. oops. “obvious bite marks”. siblings being siblings.)

mira also has a very love/hate relationship with the egg kid, being so close in age they kinda Have to get along but in typical sibling nature they also fight a lot. sure it’s probably rough for a while but i think in the end they’d be good buddies. maybe not as close as Kirby and Bandee but still.

anyway i have a lot of thoughts and am very busy but. i’m really enjoying writing about all this lately it’s been fun ^^

#I picked a name and then proceeded to write a comic in pen in which i used that name and posted it #and only after all that did i learn that mira is becoming a very popular name. which i generally avoid #but oh well. it’s stuck #im gonna be completely honest a lot of how i pick names for characters is based off of how many puns i can make out of it #im sorry to disappoint you with that information /j #kirbyposting #my art or something #meta knight #kirby #king dedede #metadede #Kirby oc #semi future au #I swear i’ll introduce oldee one day im just bad at having drawing ideas #also trying very hard to not make self deprecating comments over some of this art cause i just. don’t really want to spend forever redrawing #stuff anymore. like I used to do for a lot of these posts. It’s whatever #anyway kinda a part two to yesterday’s post (as in: I made sure they were both ready at the same time so i could queue them together lol)#weirdly enough this isn’t all that different from my dmk interpretation #i can’t really decide what color she is either #part of me wants to say bright blue red eyes because i think that would look absolutely sick but that seems like a bit too much blue #all things considered #maybe bright yellow blue eyes idk ill figure it out later (maybe)

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