#i hope its acceptable LOL

[prism-empurress]

I'm the Caring Author <3 Rissa! I don't think I did this right but I tried... also idk if my user ID has a j or an i so...if that doesn't work, swap the i for a j.

template credit: @alinatron-mewtube !

[kittysawat]

made a character chart of what we know so far, just because lol

[smokbeast]

just noodles passing through had an urge to draw your fella @greekceltic

[lieutenant-sarcastic]

Had an interview on Monday after turning down a different position Last monday, and i thought the interview went really well.

Apparently i was right bc I GOT THE JOB I GOT THE JOB I START IN TWO WEEKS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[hanzajesthanza]

dandelion is indeed the worst but if he’s not present in the next book i would legitimately be sorrowful as the whole thing will become a slog . you basically cannot have the “short stories” era-of-the-timeline iteration of geralt without dandelion, it would be like eating unbuttered bread.

though it’s not like season of storms did them dirty, i wasn’t disappointed with it (… with regards to them), but since it’s literally been over 20 years since the saga was finished i’m trying to prepare for any potential reality

[juicyspacesecrets]

Happy Holidays and A Happy New Year!

...ya’ll know the deal (#｀-_ゝ-)

Bonus:

misplaced baby

[cameoutstruggling93]

Here's to 31 babes! 🥳🥳🥳

[mewniiz]

Can you pls draw Tsubasa(engirls) and Tori together I would love to see them in ur artstyle🙏🙏

this took longer than it should have sowwy but here you go anon

[television-overload]

I hope my coworker isn't ever on NCIS tumblr because I'm about to tell you I just mentioned NCIS in the break room and excitedly told her about the Tiva spinoff, and she said "ugh" and talked about how much she dislikes Ziva and how her character "made no sense" LOOOOL

[merioux]

im gonna be honest nobody in the ostc fucking likes me asides from my friends since a little something happened and it somewhat crapped down my "reputation" i guess. i need to come over that aand accept that if it wasnt over my designs and art id be given a weird look 24/7. lol. someone tried ruining my chances of being a guest artist of something just because we dont like eachother and someone else ripped off my oc because we dont like eachother people want me gone ahhhhhhhh i wish i could completely migrate to the lisa fandom but im a bit too young for that rn, atleast in my own opinion. i dont want to risk it taking a toll on my mental health considering lisa is one hell of a game LOL. i love this game but id prefer waiting that im a bit older to make it the "only" thing idk how to put it in words??? im bad at explainig aghhhhhh; i genuinely cant believe the community of a game so life ruining has been way nicer to me than a community of trading fucking objects with limbs like pokemon cards. idont really care anymore but its sad ppl dont really like me alot, however im glad ppl like my lisa stuff though i feel happier focusig on that and my friends an drawing . ah

funny cat video

[good-beanswrites]

Hello! Are you still doing requests for the drabble game? (If not it's still okay!!)

I've been browsing the milgram tags and I keep seeing your drabbles here and there and I've been so in love with each and single one of them. You characterize them in a way that feels so canon I wish it was actually real. Your stories are such a delight to read!

I'd like to request Lies + Kazui and Yuno, or Kazui with anyone really. He's been a liar through and through and I'd like him to talk with someone about it, and Yuno's the only other prisoner who can truly understand him. Especially with Kazui's trial going on and him leaning guilty, he would be more antsy than usual. (But if there's another scenario you'd like that's totally fine as well ^^) Thanks!

Aww thank you so much, I'm so glad you enjoyed! :D And thank you for the request, these two are so interesting !! I imagine that Kazui can tell from the voices he hears that he's leaning guilty, or at least very close in the middle. Here's him and Yuno, following an instinctual lie that she just can't leave alone...

“I’m doing fine,” Kazui said, perfectly accustomed to lying about himself. He was used to putting on a smile when his insides were yanked into knots. He was used to ignoring signs under the surface for the sake of others. There was one thing he wasn’t prepared for, though, and that was Yuno Kashiki.

“Mmm, no you’re not.” She said matter-of-factly. She braided her hair in a complex pattern, hardly even looking at Kazui. Instead, her eyes stayed fixed on the tiny handheld mirror she’d propped up on the table in front of her.

It wasn’t the first time she’d caught him in one of his lies. She’d been merciful in the past, allowing the group to laugh it off and move on. Now, in private, she seemed much less forgiving. She wasn’t the only one in an unforgiving mood (which, conveniently, brought him back to the root of the problem.)

“What are you doing with your hair?” He peered over from behind. “It looks nice -- what’s the occasion?”

Her voice lilted as she said, “oh, well I’m so glad you asked! I’m celebrating the day that prisoner number seven tried and failed to hide his true feelings from me after I asked him oh-so politely how he was doing!” 

He returned her smile with a pained one. “I’m not hiding anything. I’m doing as well as any other prisoner. Better than most, for that matter.”

She returned to her task. “That’s a pretty low bar.”

“Heh, I guess.”

“So? What’s eating at you?”

“Just annoying young women who can’t leave an old man alone…” 

He thought they could leave it at that. Yuno disagreed. 

“Come on, it’s just us. Be honest.”

After a pause, he furrowed his brow. “Why?” 

Yuno wasn’t the nosy type. She could have probably gone through all three trials without knowing a single thing about the others’ sins. She’d been even more solitary this trial, forgoing the usual gossip and conversation. For some reason, she seemed unmovable on this request.

She caught his gaze through the mirror. He could only see one of her eyes, but from her angle she probably saw most of his face. “Because it hurts, to lie.”

It did. It had hurt for years. Even when his act became second nature, when the words flowed easily and his body moved without pause, the truth was still somewhere deep inside trying to eat him alive. Here in Milgram, he continued to feel its ache. Now, on top of the same old lies, he was trying to play the part of the calm and collected adult. Yuno was right about the bar being low -- the prisoners were in a sorry state. He had to be strong for them. She herself wasn’t doing well; despite the airs she put up, she was struggling just as much. (She wasn’t the only one who could pick up on someone else’s well-worn mask.)

So he couldn’t be honest and falter in front of her, either. Aware that his silence would be equally telling, he asked, “are you speaking from experience?”

“I’m not letting you change the subject,” Yuno pursed her lips, “but I’ll never miss an opportunity to talk about myself.”

She shifted in her chair, now turning away from the mirror to look at Kazui. He was taken aback with how smoothly the confessions spilled from her. “Yes, I know firsthand what it’s like. I know how much it hurts to lie to someone who loves you. I know what it’s like to wait until the last moment to say something, realizing it’s too late, and you’re screwed. I’ve had to cover up my pain in front of others, pretend like it’s all fun and games when it’s clearly not. And most of all, I know what it’s like to be caught in the middle of the warden’s judgment.”

“I don’t know what you mean.” He did. 

Being named guilty is the worst fate for a lot of reasons. The thought of being forgiven, though, felt worse. There was no winning. Just another thing to claw at him from the inside out.

“It hurts, Kazui. I know you feel it. I realized how much all that secrecy tore me apart inside, so I came completely clean to the warden during my interrogation. I thought maybe it could help you, too.”

His expression softened. As much as Yuno wanted to be independent of this whole situation, there was always a part of her that wanted to treat others right. Seeing her intentions were pure, he felt himself relax under her gaze. 

“Telling them the truth… and being forgiven afterwards… will it help this ache, then?” He placed a hand on his chest. It was easier to direct his questions at her, but it was clear he was curious about his own fate. “Do you feel at peace now? Can you forgive yourself?” 

She turned back around. Her eye watched him from the mirror once more. 

“Yes,” she told him, and Kazui knew he wasn’t the only liar here.

[falst]

What’s your charlotte character like?

Mine is an insane blue teifling vessel whos possessed by a god who wants to kill a random aroace girl who doesn’t even know her all cuz she thinks the aroace girl is love with the girl she likes (she isn’t, she is aroace but Charlotte doesn’t know what that means lmao)

!!! your Charlotte sounds so cool !!!

Mines a girl out of a rich family who was basically kicked out bc one of her moms came from lower standing + she started doing some forbidden magic and turned herself spider-y (mostly just changing her eye color and growing more eyes) who’s trying to travel down to a magic school in the southern part of the continent so she can get her magic under control and be as re-accepted into her family. Shes also a trans lesbian and plays the violin

[ficoandleo]

What shampoo do you guys use?

"We use different ones because we have different hair and scalps. . .I've been using &honey Melty Moist lately, but I'm always trying different stuff to see what's any good and check out what's trending or what could be the next big thing. "I don't have a huge hair care routine though--scalp massage, hot water rinse, shampoo maybe twice a week because my hair's so thick I've gotta do it way too often, rinse, deep condition or maybe throw on a hair mask, rinse cold, dry a little with a towel, blow dry and brush out. Done! I My hair's always got a nice floral scent to it, usually because I top it off with a bit of hair mist once I'm done--but the usual shampoos and conditioners and stuff I use are flower scents."

"I try different products too--my scalp gets dry easily just like the rest of my skin, so I have to find things that work well without aggravating it and without leaving too much residue which means a lot more experimentation than you would think. That also means I don't shampoo my hair very often at all--once a week, sometimes less. I've been trying out Rossano Ferretti's Dolce for a little while now. "My hair care routine is a bit more involved than Kurossa's. I start with a scalp massage too, but I brush it out thoroughly afterwards. Both will help loosen dead skin and product buildup from your scalp to make it wash out more thoroughly. If I have a lot of product buildup or it's gotten especially dirty somehow, I use a pre-wash oil too. I never shower in hot water unless I'm absolutely filthy, only slightly warm or cold--hot water dries out your skin and hair and washes away your natural oils!!--so whether I rinse or shampoo it's the same temperature, but I try and wash my hair in warm water when I condition so I can put on a plastic shower cap and give the moisture time to seep in. If I'm not using a leave-in conditioner then I wash it out with lukewarm water once I've finished with the rest of my shower. Once I'm out of the shower I let my hair air dry as much as possible--I'll do a very light, pat-dry with a towel if it's dripping wet still, but once it's dried a little bit and it's damp I put in some hair oil, put on another cap, do the rest of my skincare routine and get dressed, then style it. It's a bit of a complicated procedure, but I manage to save time since I can do so much of my other daily prep while waiting on it."

"I do not envy you. I would hate to have to spend that much time working on my hair."

[yorkiegregg]

Okay that last post actually reminded me on this thought I’ve been having in my brain for a good second now, which is how irritating and continuously frustrating it is to deal with “cool (big) city queers” who try to push away certain hobbys and activities rural and country trans & gay people gravitate towards that may be more prone to discrimination against us - in the name of dumbing these hobbies & activities down to “bad people only clubs” and then therefore making it harder for us to find our way and placement in them. When you hear about a country/rural trans or gay person that likes hunting, trucking, or simply .. idk … being country, your first response should not be to turn to these people and say “well those hobbies/activities are for (bad group) anyway…” or attempting to find a way to “de-countryify” these activities and these people; instead, the focus should be on making these activities more welcoming and non-discriminatory to trans and gay people. Yk

[yutadori]

you know what . what if the primary reason why i failed all those job interviews this summer was because i was Honest

[punkstylerecovery]

This might sound strange but I drew a dandelion today. I sat down, got out the paints I don't use, pulled up a reference and drew two of the simplest dandelions you'll ever see.

I don't know exactly what prompted it. I don't like dandelions much anymore. They symbolize a "weed" that doesn't belong but helps everyone around it, that helps plants around it grow and enriches the soil, then removes itself from the situation when it's no longer needed. A dandelion exists for all the plants around it but never itself.

I learned those things years ago. With [Her]. That was the type of child I was going to be, [She] told me. That was the type of child [She] would be proud of. That was the type of child [She] wanted me to be. We would be dandelions together, managing our family.

So I was. And whenever I strayed, she reminded me. We're dandelions. We can't quit. We can't have needs of our own. We can't have lives of our own. She bought me dandelion shaped things, things with dandelion imagery. I accepted them as they were meant to be: gifts.

I cherished what she called "our special relationship" and I cherished being wanted, even if it was for being something I didn't think I was.

Isn't it strange, the things that haunt you? I've spent years, nauseous at the sight of dandelions. They used to be my favorite flower.

But today I sat down and drew them. Remembered how beautiful they are. How when you draw them, they look a little like mini suns. Remembered how much I loved their fun little frills before they became connected to something I still don't rightly understand.

I don't know how much it helped. If I'll be honest, it kind of hurt. But I don't feel nauseous right now. And I have two beautiful dandelions to keep me company so, I think (weird as it seems) this might be a win.