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j0kers-light · 2 months ago

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Dear Chaos, sorry I've been so absent lately. A lot has been happening lately but I just wanted to say that the latest HL chapter is just perfection🫶

I do have another idea for a request. What if HL got in a car accident while on the phone with J? He goes out to find her but she is not at the scene anymore. Maybe because she was taken to the hospital or taken hostage by two face.

No rush my love, take all the time you need. You're the best!

His Lighthouse: Broken Promises (LedgerJoker x f!reader)

Broken Promises - Oneshot

KEEP IN MIND THIS IS NOT A CHAPTER UPDATE!

Hey hi @darthjokerisyourfather 🖤✨

Never apologize for living your life! I should apologize for this crappy title. I don't like it. 🙃 I thank you so much for requesting this! You always manage to pull me out of my writer's block with your beautiful imagination! I also thank you for your patience and your kindness. Just how long did you wait for this? 😖😖😖😖😖😖😖😖😖 ugh, please don't hate me love! *dodges flying tomatoes*

Chaos loves you and hopes that you enjoy! If not, you know I can go back to the drawing board and try again!

More importantly, If you wish to be a part of the His Lighthouse taglist, do let me know via comment, ask, or a quick direct message!

Joker must have forgotten. That was the only explanation you had for his absence.

You sat in a fancy Gotham City restaurant trying not to let the pitiful glares bother you. The low murmurs of surrounding conversations and the constant clinking of chinaware did nothing to block the embarrassment you felt.

A giant red, ‘I got stood up’ sign was painted on your forehead. The mocking snickers and pitiful looks became more obvious as time passed.

You wanted to keep a glimmer of hope that Joker was coming, yet you sat alone at the table, nursing your favorite drink and eating too much bread to be considered healthy.

During the second, or maybe the third basket, you came to the heartbreaking conclusion.

Joker forgot about the date that HE organized.

Why were you not surprised? This was Joker after all and unfortunately, this had become the norm as of late.

You flicked breadcrumbs from your fingers before smoothing your dress down for the umpteenth time. There were probably noticeable wrinkles with how much you clenched the fabric throughout the evening. More importantly, you hated that you got all dolled up for nothing.

The formfitting dress in your favorite color was brand new and you spent countless hours taming your natural hair into a new hairstyle to compliment your outfit.

Your curls were defined and voluminous framing your face and pretty jewelry adorned your skin helped complete the look.

Just thinking about the time and energy you wasted for this failure of a date made you tear up until you remembered your mascara was not waterproof. You refused to let your emotions get the better of you in public. It was already humiliating enough and a gorgeous blonde two tables away kept rubbing in your embarrassment with her sharp red lips curling into a smirk every time she laughed.

You would bet a penny she was a true mean girl back in high school.

You didn’t want to wallow in this misery any longer. Joker was obviously not coming, so it was time for you to leave.

Maybe on the way home you could pick up some ice cream and perform some self-care to restore your mood. A nice warm bath with candles and a good playlist in the background would clear up the disappointment you felt.

Oh, but leaving would take a herculean effort. You would have to put on a brave face and walk out with the entire restaurant staring at you. Alone.

The things Joker put you through.

You cleared your throat and plastered a fake confident smile on your face to flag down the waiter. She was already on standby. Bless her. She kept your glass following throughout the night and she didn’t judge you with each basket of bread delivered to your table.

She been in the industry long enough to know you were stood up. It broke her heart to see you, a beautiful woman, plagued by a man and his ignorance. She and a few other waiters would foot your bill. It was the least they could do to help a fellow sister in need.

The world needed more girls like her in it. Her supportive smile gave you the energy to stand up tall as you walked out.

But the second you got into the driver’s seat of your SUV, the floodgates opened with no end in sight. Screw your makeup, you were holding this sob fest in for hours.

You probably looked a hot mess crying in the car but more than anything, you were mad at Joker for not keeping his promise. Again.

It wouldn’t be as heartbreaking if this was the first time he left you hanging. Oh no, this was a reoccurring issue.

You were so tired of being treated like the middle child. Joker needed hear about this. It was his fault you were feeling miserable.

Deep down, you just wanted to hear his voice. Maybe this was all some big misunderstanding!

Despite arriving at the restaurant ten minute early, (and triple checking to make sure it was the correct one) perhaps you were in the wrong and not Joker. Any and all excuses floated inside your head to cut Joker some slack. Because if he was truly at fault, then your heart would simply shatter.

You temporarily stopped the waterworks to find your phone and dial a number you knew by heart. It rang until Joker’s raspy voice reached your ears. “Heyy Bunny. What a uhh unexpected surprise!”

His words made your heart develop a stress crack. You choked back a sob and Joker instantly heard it. “Bun what’s wrong?”

“D-Did you forget about tonight?” You glanced out the window as a few cars passed by.

“Uhhhh.. tonight?” Joker mumbled the word over and over trying to jog his memory.

You didn’t know if he was making fun of you or if he genuinely couldn’t recall. Either way, you were fed up. “Our date night! The one that you made reservations for!” you sobbed.

“Oh. That. I err.. lost track of time.” You couldn’t take it anymore. Joker’s nonchalant tone was your tipping point.

“Light, are ya still there?” He asked when you didn’t reply. When you did, you had plenty to say.

“Lost track of time? You? Lost track of... please tell me you are joking? I sat at our table for two hours waiting for you! Everyone made fun of me for being stood up while you lost track of time!”

“Aww don’t cryy! I can be there in—”

Your tone was sharp and firm, “Don’t bother Joker.” you started the SUV as you put your seatbelt on with your other hand. “I’m going home.”

There was a brief delay in the phone signal as it connected to the car’s system, but you still heard Joker’s string of no’s. “Let me make it up to ya!”

He really thought you would give him another chance? Your lips silently recited the apologizes that oozed from Joker’s lips like oil.

“Tonight was supposed to be you making up for ditching me last week or have you forgotten? Urgh! You keep putting me off J, and it isn’t fair!”

You pulled the car into drive and exited the car park. Joker hated to hear your accusations, but you were right.

His line of work had recently picked up and every time he made plans with you, they were delayed or flat out cancelled to make way for something more nefarious.

He was putting work over you, something he vowed never to do. That did not mean he would tolerate you talking back to him like you were. “Y/n, I am—”

“Save it Joker! Your apologies mean nothing when your actions don’t follow suit.” He heard your blinker on in the background as he tried to make amends.

It wasn’t good to be driving in your current emotional state and trying to tell you what to do would only stir up more attitude from you.

It was worth a try. He could deal with a bratty bunny later.

“Doll, can ya pull over so we can talK about thiss? I can uhh, meet up with ya and we can do something. Just. Us.”

That was new.

You pondered the suggestion for a second and began turning onto a deserted backroad. It would take you straight to your apartment in a fraction of the time it would take driving on the highway. “No, Joker, I’m done listening to—”

The unnatural sound of metal clashing and scraping against metal violently pierced through the phone’s speakers and cut you off mid sentence.

It twisted loudly, making horrifying cracks and pops that lasted for ages—when it was just a matter of seconds. Joker’s keen ear knew what was occurring, but it didn’t seem real.

These things shouldn’t happen to his Light. Joker made sure your vehicle was military grade. Nothing should have been able to topple it over, much less allow it to roll twice. He just sat helplessly, listening to the impossible unfold.

As the metal settled, the phone called continued in eerie silence. Then he waited and waited, hoping this to be nothing but a dream.

Maybe it was another car and you were stunned into silence. The only downside, he couldn’t hear you breathing.

“Bunny. B-Bun? No… m-my Light? Y/n?”

Joker used every nickname he had for you but none provoked a response. So, Joker flat out started to beg. “Y/n.. please..

His pleas died out the moment he heard a new sound. Footsteps on broken glass. Two sets at that which were approaching to wherever your phone was tossed.

“F__k, did you have to ram her so hard? The boss wants her alive remember? See, she’s unconscious!” A gruff voice said.

Joker honed in on the voice like a bloodhound and narrowed his eyes when another person spoke up with a much thicker Gotham accent.

“Even better for us. Grab her feet, I’ll get her shoulders. N’hurry up before someone comes.”

“Don’t rush me! Agh, I can’t get a good grip, she’s all bloody!”

Joker’s heart plummeted to his stomach. You were more injured that he thought. His mind already started to visualize the worst scenario imaginable.

The two men continued to bicker although Joker tuned out their useless chatter. He didn’t want to believe what he just heard.

Two men deliberately rammed you off the road. Gotham City was vast and Joker had many enemies both local and abroad. Narrowing down exactly who did this would be impossible, although he had a clue who the culprit was.

Joker was still in lala land when Frost cleared his throat.

He didn’t care about J taking a call during the meeting, but he could tell something wasn’t right. Joker had frozen up like a statue halfway through and it took Frost kicking J’s chair to snap the clown out of whatever rabbit hole he fell in.

Before Frost could speak, J beat him to it. “Track B’s car. I need a location, now.”

The room went silent at the shaky tone Joker used. He could care less about showing weakness in front of his men. He would worry about optics later.

Right now, you were the only constant on his mind.

Frost didn’t ask for context; he did what he was told and seconds later, he voiced his findings to the room.

“That’s weird.” He tapped the keyboard again to get more accurate data. “It's on the stretch of Kane St, idle and with the engine off.”

He looked up into the turbulent waves that made up Joker’s eyes. No words were needed. This was a full-on Nightfall procedure. You were in danger.

Frost hoped that whoever hurt you had enjoyed their life because the wrath of Joker was coming to reap their soul.

Not a word was spoken when the four men arrived at the scene.

All that was left of your vehicle was a mangled wreckage still smoldering in the dead of night. Frost sought out to find any evidence while Neo and Mac took pictures. Joker was like a ghost watching it all unfold.

He found one of your shoes lying nearby and picked it up with shaky hands.

It was new with hardly any scuff marks on its lacquered surface despite the crash. He could only imagine the outfit you paired with the designer heel.

That thought racked him with guilt.

If only he made time to see you tonight and shielded you from this avoidable fate.

How could he blow off something so precious as spending time with his Light? Work was never more important than you and Joker was faced with the consequences of not cherishing you while he had the chance.

He had to get you back and treat you like the goddess you were.

“Hey Boss, we found something!”

Joker snapped himself out of his thoughts and walked over to Mac who was holding up something. A hastily written note signed off by Two Face’s gang logo. Joker was right to assume the former attorney had a hand in this.

“Its Two Face. When do you want to retaliate, Boss?” Neo asked.

All four men shared a look. What a loaded question. They would act now and show no mercy. Each of them would do whatever it took to get you back safe and sound.

You woke up with a splitting headache and parched throat. Oh, and you were tied up in some dingy room.

Honestly, you had to stop winding up in these types of situations. Ever since Joker entered your life, being kidnapped was always a possibility you had to consider occurring.

Today just happened to be your unlucky day.

Calming down your heart rate and taking in your surroundings took a bit of effort. It hurt to move your head, and you grumbled under your breath while trying to blink away the unwanted inertia.

Someone was smart enough to keep you lying down, but you couldn’t move your arms or legs. Not like you wanted to.

You were still coming to when a presence made themselves known with their loud voice. It made your head pound even worse.

“Good, good! You’re finally awake. You are very hard to get a hold of, my dear. Always protected. Never alone..”

You managed to turn your head enough to see Harvey Dent pacing the room, talking to himself. His alter ego, Two Face was currently talking and you heard the not so pleasant choice of words he used regarding you.

He had quite the colorful vocabulary and it was obvious out of the two men who held a grudge against you. When he noticed your curious eyes on him, he smiled wide.

Even his voice changed with the change in personalities.

This one was gravelly to match Dent’s grotesque burned face. “I’ve been dying to prosecute you in the court of law.”

You did not have the mental capacity to argue with a schizophrenic psychopath. All your energy was spent on closing your eyes to block out the headache wreaking havoc on your skull. You didn’t care if you were being rude.

It was rude to crash into people’s cars and forcibly take them to undisclosed locations so... You were matching Dent’s energy.

‘Not today, Satan. Not today’ you mentally said.

Or perhaps you said it aloud since you heard Harvey’s aggravated shouts followed by something being knocked over and breaking.

It seemed that even grown men could throw temper tantrums. That was not your problem. Your problem was trying to stay awake.

You were beginning to suspect you had a concussion, or worse, some kind of neck injury. The last thing you were going to receive was medical attention, so lying still was your best bet until help arrived.

That thought put a frown on your face. You could not rely on Joker nowadays.

Would he even notice that you were gone? You abruptly hung up the phone mid argument; he probably disregarded you and became distracted by something more important.

A time ago, you were the only thing important to Joker. Everything else was secondary. My, have things changed.

Now you wished that Joker would become the possessive lover you knew him to be and come save you.

You were certain that he placed a tracker in your lighthouse necklace.. the one you removed since it clashed with your outfit for the night.

Great. The one time you took it off!

You felt like such an idiot despite all of this being Joker’s fault. If only he cared more, he would’ve been with you tonight to avoid this. Now you were at the mercy of Two Face and whatever motive he made up to justify abducting you.

There was nothing you could do to escape your current predicament.

You were just upset and disappointed in Joker, and with that, you let a single tear slip down your cheek as you fell unconscious.

The next time you came to, you didn’t bother opening your eyes. You just groaned in defeat and let whoever pick you up and carry you off. And that was probably for the best.

Unbeknownst to you, it was a literal war zone.

If you did in fact open your eyes, the carnage that Joker created to rescue you, would have scared you back to sleep. You would declare Joker a monster after seeing just how far he would go for his Bunny.

Any other day he would deny his true nature, all for the sake of being worthy enough to bask in your light. Tonight, he had no such compulsion.

He had no shame in carrying his Light while being drenched in blood. He was a fallen angel personified.

Even as Joker rounded a corner to leave, he helped a man take their last breath by lodging a bullet between their eyes. Quick and efficient, the punishment did not befit the crime of touching what Joker considered as his.

The two men who initially rammed you off the road got off lucky.

Joker struck a one-time deal with the Penguin to use the massive great white shark the Englishman kept locked up in a tank underneath the Iceberg Lounge. It was a natural garbage disposal and Joker had two pieces of trash he wanted to get rid of.

Joker thought being fed to sharks was tame compared to the ideas still swimming in his head.

His dark smile sent shivers down the backs of his own men and they wisely avoided their eyes as Joker passed. No one was safe from the murderous gleam in J’s eyes.

That is, all but one. You.

He was a completely different person tonight. The slaughter was personal, the attacks more brutal and practically inhumane, and it was all done to avenge his goddess.

Joker was out for blood, and he most certainly collected it.

He held your slumbering body close as he ordered Mac to detonate the bomb and reduce the building to rubble. If anyone was lucky enough to escape Joker’s initial siege into the building, there was no hope of survival now.

Just the way he planned it.

A shame Harvey got an anonymous tip and fled before Joker arrived. J would have loved to see the other side of Dent’s face burn to a crisp for touching his Light.

Speaking of. Joker’s haunting green eyes looked away from the blazing inferno and down at his sleeping beauty.

There were minor cuts and bruising forming from being caught up in your car crash, yet he was more worried about the dried blood ruining your once pristine hair.

Your beautiful features were marred by pain that Joker could have prevented. You needed medical attention and some good old-fashioned love and affection.

And just like that, all of Joker’s bloodlust was extinguished to devote his attention onto you.

He had weeks of apologizing to do to earn your trust and love back, but for now, he needed you back in good health.

Joker softly kissed your forehead and let his goons drive him to the nearest safe house where Sarai would have a look at you.

It was high time that Joker re-appointed you back as the most important thing in his life, and it started with showing that he cared about you and only you.

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star2stop · 2 months ago

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but have you heard the story of the rabbit in the moon?

#look at me twisting the prompt and using lyrics instead again #i think im soooo slick but everyone probably noticed im stuggling for my LIFE w some of these #anyway i hope you enjoy bunny heart :]#starsfanarts #starsfanarts: chonny jash #chonny jash #chonnys charming chaos compendium #cccc #cj heart #cj the moss #jashtober 2024

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lazywriter-artist · 4 months ago

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What could they be up to?

Do we like my chaos designs ;3? (Fishing for compliments)

Master post || next / previous || start

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karleksmumskladdkaka · 3 months ago

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DIABOLIK LOVERS CHAOS LINEAGE Vol.3 Orange

Translation: Upcoming, and as always by courtesy of my buddy @otomehonyaku! Links will be added as soon as they are available ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

Audio: Here (CD owned by me). Please do not reupload anywhere.

Starring: Ruki Mukami (CV: Takahiro Sakurai), Shin Tsukinami (CV: Shōtarō Morikubo), Ayato Sakamaki (CV: Hikaru Midorikawa), Kanato Sakamaki (CV: Yuki Kaji)

Plot: After being held captive first in the Scarlet mansion and then the Violet mansion, "Eve" has managed escape into the forest, where she encounters Shin, a member of the Orange family. Desperate to get away from her captors and the purported dangers of the forest, "Eve" asks him if he knows of a safe place she can go to. Shin offers to hide her in the Orange mansion, and "Eve" accepts, following him to his home. There, she soon meets his brothers: Ayato, Kanato, and finally Ruki, the eldest and head of the family. It quickly becomes apparent that Shin lied about the mansion being a safe place for the poor girl, who has now, if not precisely jumped out of the frying pan and into the fire, at the very least entered an equally perilous situation as the ones she's just escaped from...

Word to the wise: Use headphones. The noises these guys make as they suck Yui's blood can at times get a bit...intense.

My Thoughts: Aside from being slightly surprised that Shin got more lines and focus than his "brothers" (he's the only one that appears in every track), this CD gave me more or less what I anticipated: Ayato and Kanato being disruptive and rebellious; Shin telling them to "obey Nii-san"; Ruki effortlessly seducing both Yui and me; and, of course, plenty of bloodsucking.

I found the interactions between the Orange "siblings" pretty entertaining. Kanato fighting Ayato off with a bottle of shampoo, of all things, was not something I ever expected from this kind of Drama CD XD. I do feel sorry for Ruki, though – the amount of property damage the others must cause on a daily basis must be a headache to deal with. The fact that these boys feel the need to kick in locked doors rather than, y'know, teleport through them says a lot about their needlessly destructive tendencies. Gotta make a dramatic entrance I suppose? lol.

Getting back to Ruki (my favorite thing to do, tbh), I thoroughly enjoyed his portions of the CD. The scenes where he and Yui interact definitely did not disappoint ⁄(⁄ ⁄ ⁄ω⁄ ⁄ ⁄)⁄. I really appreciate the writers for saving the best Ruki's bloodsucking scene for last; his voice and the sounds he makes when he sucks blood always have me _(´ཀ`」 ∠)_.

#me 🤝 yui: being completely unable to resist ruki's siren call #diabolik lovers #dialovers #diahell #chaos lineage #diabolik lovers drama cd #ruki x yui #yui komori #ruki mukami #shin x yui #shin tsukinami #ayato x yui #ayato sakamaki #kanato x yui #kanato sakamaki #mine #happy fangs in your neck friday everyone ﾟ+.ヽ(≧▽≦)ﾉ.+ﾟ #i'm glad i managed to get this one done today b/c i got pretty sick earlier and didn't think i'd have the energy to do anything tbh #i usually get taken out of commission almost entirely for days by illnesses like these #but i feel pretty ok rn so i figured i might as well get this one done while i have the energy and then not have it hanging over me anymore #anyway i hope you guys will enjoy this one!#my fellow rukiyui enthusiasts in particular will be in for a real treat hehe #i'm gonna go rest for a bit now and hopefully be rid of this shit as quickly as possible

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itsnotmourn · 9 months ago

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CONCEPTS AND RAMBLINGS | "animal" cult pmv extras

thank you everyone for liking my pmv (and on yt and twitter) !! i got more attention than i thought it would and that means the world to me! <33

here’s some of my concept art + rambles for it!

the first thing i made up, the character designs!

i didn’t think to refine them because they were good enough to use LMAO... so i scribbled colours down, threw a filter and called it a night

i wanted a sharp change from the verses and chorus (since the song goes from calm to... louder) so i made it greyscale (with a red filter) that changed to brighter colours!

also changed the text font/colour for ignacio hmm. the font was hard to read, in my opinion.

ignacio's design

ignacio loses his bandage colours because that was too many colours for my liking… i completely forgot his hair highlights tho

ah and he doesn’t get a mouth until the fire scene too…

it was only meant to be done for a few frames but i thought it be cooler if it was consistent.

the missing mouth represents his repressed feelings/silence, or something like that.

skidad's design

i got a few questions on whether skidad was a goat. despite looks, skidad’s design is actually based on the herbiadean/jacob sheep! four horns!

i have drawn skidad as a jacob sheep before as well!

look at them ominous friends.

the resemblance to goats is something i considered as well (links with cult/sacrifice) so i think of it as a fun bonus

i gave him wolf teeth because the whole “wolf in sheep’s clothing” but also because i like it when prey animals are given predator features

i left the body as "human" because i only wanted the face to be censored… i considered clawed/darkened hands too but nah

skidad was originally going to be lined like ignacio, but i liked the lineless look for him so voila! makes it feel like he’s “not bound by anything”... actually, this is the same reasoning for the match to be “out” of the border, even though it’s ignacio’s hand

storyboards

i rarely storyboard (most are locked in my mind) but i figured it'd be fun to try!

halfway, i got bored of drawing digitally so i moved onto my notebook. i think it was a good decision; since i drew with my ink pen, it forced me to move on with my mistakes instead of clicking "clear canvas" lol

i had a pretty solid idea of what i wanted after weeks of listening to the song over and over again. the only thing that really changed was the mirror, which was replaced with a shadowy ignacio

the coloured thumbnails i actually did first, just to figure out out what i’m doing for the chorus part… limited palette my beloved

i didn't know where to put the text so i was scribbling everywhere lol

ratio changes

in the chorus, the ratio of ignacio and skidad’s frames changes! it’s more obvious if i combined them together, like this

less for ignacio, more for skidad

did you notice that the fire in this shot look like the cult ?!!! why did i do that, you ask? well:

the fire is the same “red”as the robe

too lazy to draw fire without abusing motion blur

mmm symbolism idk. it's somewhere there

it wasn’t in my plans but i’m happy i made the choice in the last minute. this was the last thing i needed to finish before syncing it up with the music

also this… i just wanted to point it out… make sure everyone knows... did you notice this? did you? did you did you? well now you do!!!

that's it !!! that's your trip into my mind!! okay byeeeee !!

#even though i gave my own reasons; i welcome any other interpretations!#/gen !! i'm very interested to hear! throw an ask or in the reblogs!#[ mourn's mourns ]#[ the art of mourning ]#spooky month ignacio #spooky month skidad #not apologising for the absolute chaos of my writing... its rambling for a reason........ /J LOL #i won't be free from skidad videos ough #but now im starting university so i guess they won't be out anytime soon HAHAHA #hope you enjoy reading this!

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mantequillamcwhoremick · 2 months ago

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Chaos Plan - Chapter 16

new chapter out!

Fic Summary:

Five years ago, Linda Stotch took her own life in their house’s living room. That same week, her son Butters disappeared. Three months ago, a new bar opened up near the car mechanic’s workshop Kenny works at. And four days ago, a third of all South Park residents’ bank accounts froze up. Somehow these events are all connected. And the police believe Mysterion is the right man for the job.

Chapters: 16/32 (updates weekly or biweekly)

Rating: Mature

Categories: Gen, M/M

Relationships:

Kenny McCormick/Leopold "Butters" Stotch Kyle Broflovski & Kenny McCormick Karen McCormick & Kenny McCormick Kyle Broflovski/Stan Marsh

Words: 84,823

#we're approaching 100k fellas #sorry for the delay i hope you enjoy the food #probably my favorite chapter so far #south park #sp #kenny mccormick #sp kenny #butters stotch #sp butters #mysterion #sp bunny #my fic #chaos plan

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leviiackrman · 4 months ago

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HIDEKO SUGAWARA - Haikyuu!! [sketch redraw]

more art || character page || commissions

Tag list (ask to be added or removed): @carrionsflower @statichvm @risingsh0t @simonxriley @tommyarashikage @kanos @bbrocklesnar @confidentandgood @unholymilf @florbelles @thedeadthree @shellibisshe @roofgeese @aezyrraeshh @faerune @tekehu @jackiesarch @minaharkers @sergeiravenov @carlosoliveiraa @rosenfey @nokstella @queennymeria @heroofpenamstan @alexxmason @tethrras @jamessunderlandgf @a-treides @solasan @bigbywlf @delzinrowe @fenharel @imogenkol

#my art*#oc: hideko sugawara #artists on tumblr #anime oc #hky oc #haikyuu oc #haikyuu #my ocs #original character #character design #digital art #I’m on a redraw kick if you couldn’t tell #I don’t like that I’m swapping out all these dynamic poses #BUT #for the purposes of my publication and overall having them all next to each other #it makes more sense for them all to be static #like ophelia and ziri are good as they are #they’re not too dynamic if that makes sense #but the proportions of hideko just annoyed me if I’m being honest #love her messing around with her mask #but I prefer her being goofy like this instead #just makes more sense as a character intro I guess?#anyway I hope you like #will be rendering her fully soon #and then I’ll only have 7 left to finish🤯#might make a d8 series where I roll to see who I draw next #just as an excuse to use my cool af metal dice #anyway I’m still struggling but have had a good day #hence the ramble #enjoy my chaos child

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damnation-if · 5 months ago

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perhaps Heluur for hostile/neutral/friendly/romanced greetings

sure thing! i'm choosing to do these inquisition-style with a handful for most of the categories... one of my favourite kinds of these sorts of things is actually from da2 where you can just. poke the people you have in your party when they're out and about (and fenris will say "i enjoy following you 😏" if the two of you are together) but i couldn't think of a good equivalent of that, especially because heluur rarely leaves his grotto lmfao

Hostile

The mirrors warned me I would see you today.

What do you want?

Hm?

Bids farewell by saying "off you go, then."

Neutral

Oh, a visitor! Hello!

What can I do for you?

Oh dear, is something the matter?

Bids farewell by saying "thank you for stopping by."

Warm

My friend! Welcome back.

How lovely to see you again.

Ah, I was just thinking about you!

Bids farewell by saying "until next time."

Romanced

Ah, there you are, my love.

I hoped you'd be back soon.

Bids farewell by saying "be safe, my love."

#what does the chaos mirror see #anon #fenris actually has. some of the best quotes of all time in that game #clutching at my heart like that meme of the old man when he says 'i remain at your side'#but 'i enjoy following you' always makes me laugh out loud lmfao #anyway. i hope these are good XD who knows~#RO: heluur

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chaos-has-theories · 2 years ago

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I promised I'd post this - I'm a little late, but here goes: @buggachat my roommate got inspired by the felt keychains and wanted to join. These two darlings are made from cheap polymer clay.

They had more clay than necessary for just LB, so there's a little Chat Noir to accompany her!

#roomie doesn't have tumblr hence my posting this #I hope you enjoy and that it's ok to just tag you like this!#miraculous ladybug #bakery enemies au #roommate #chaos rambles

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Hey light! I've had this scenario floating around my brain I thought I'd share. So Joker was having a really rough week and his mood swings were horrendous. Plans he'd spent weeks on were ruined and didn't go well at all. His henchmen were more annoying and tiresome than usual. One day he breaks down, curls up in bed, and has a good cry, thinking he was home alone. Y/n comes home and catches him but decides not to let him see her because it would embarrass him and make him feel way worse. She just watches in silence from afar.

This is probably wayyy out of character but I love it when J gets to show emotion poor guy 🥺

His Lighthouse: Mood Swings (LedgerJoker x f!reader)

Mood Swings - Oneshot

KEEP IN MIND THIS IS NOT A CHAPTER UPDATE!

Hey hi anon!! 🖤✨

I haven’t been called Light in a while, almost forgot that's me lol 😭😭This ask is definitely wayyyyy out of character however have no fear, Chaos is here! I can always make something work. Here's something short and sweet treat to munch on while I work on the chapter updates! I hope you enjoy anon!

If you wish to be a part of the His Lighthouse taglist, (or His Angel) do let me know via comment, ask, or a quick direct message! 🖤✨

Nothing was going as he planned. It was one thing after another.

The plans he spent ages on perfecting were ruined, tensions were at an all time high, and to make matters worse, his goons were screwing up left and right.

Normally Joker would have killed any signs of weakness, but he couldn’t get rid of his entire payroll. How was it possible that everyone was annoying? Even Frost wasn’t off the hook. At least he had the decency to acknowledge his mistakes and apologize.

No one else did and that irked J even more. Either everyone was an idiot, or the universe had it out for him.

Honestly, it could be both. It was turning out to be a really rough week with no end in sight.

There was some hope when a revised plan was going well; however, it was quickly ruined by none other than Batman. Joker could not get ahead. He was this close to pulling his hair.

He had to get away before his demons started airing the place out.

The whispers were getting louder and louder. ‘Stab him, strangle them...’ and his fingers itched to obey.. until he saw your disapproving face appear in his mind.

His Light would be devastated to find out his no killing streak reverted back to zero. He was doing so well too!

For your sake, Joker managed to curb his urges, but after one of his goons screwed up and almost leaked the main hideout’s location online, enough was enough.

Joker could not handle anymore. He forcibly removed himself from the situation with a clear destination in mind: your penthouse. He sought out your peaceful bubble, perhaps you could turn his bad mood back around. Joker had to get away before he did who knows what.

And just Joker’s luck, his misfortunes followed him home. He was convinced he was cursed because this week was officially the worst.

He struggled to open your front door (of all days the key would get stuck and that was after dropping them) he felt like a raging bull. Joker saw red and he needed an outlet to purge this negative energy into. He wouldn’t dare place it on you.

No, he needed to be alone to sort this out. He felt a headache building and strangely enough, his eyes were tingling. Joker refused to believe he was going to cry.

No matter how horrendous his week was, Joker was not a crier. He refused to be weak in front of anyone and that included you.

That thought made him pause in the foyer. Where were you anyways?

He called out your name—only for silence to echo back. Of all the days you weren’t home.

J didn’t know if this were a good or a bad thing. He was glad you didn’t see him like this and yet, he kinda wished you were here to educate him on what to do.

You were aptly named his lighthouse for your skills in leading out of the darkness. And right now, it was so dark, Joker couldn’t see the end of the tunnel. His mind was fighting against him and his emotions were getting the better of him. He didn’t feel like himself.

He kicked his shoes off and ran a hand through his green tresses.

Your penthouse was pristine, a big burst of color and steeped with a whimsical flare.

A candle burned safely in a votive nearby and its soothing scent went completely over Joker’s head. He was just too far gone for the little things to calm him down. It would take a herculean effort to get him back sane.. at least back to his normal sane self.

You always demanded cleanliness and order. Everything had a place and right now, Joker felt like he didn’t belong. He considered trashing the place. The thought was too tempting to pass up.

As much as Joker told himself to behave, he stomped his way down the hall, breaking anything his hands could get a hold of.

Once he entered the bedroom, he snatched a pillow off the bed and screamed into it. He remembered you saying once that it was a great way to relieve stress, but he still felt the same afterwards. Did he somehow do it wrong?

His clown makeup was smudged all over the case, and it got his mind thinking. Yelling into a pillow was stupid. He quickly tore it into shreds.

The imported feathers floated in the air, and they provoked his inner desire to destroy more. He knew you would be angry.

Well touch luck, Joker was angry too.

The other pillows suffered the same fate as Joker tore through the room like a tornado.

He would suffer the consequences of his actions later, each tear, every crack, satisfied the demons screaming in his head. A little broken furniture was better than a pile of dead bodies. He hoped you would understand.

His rampage went on until he was out of breath and was slowly coming to his senses.

Sadly, Joker was still as angry as before. Nothing was working! Joker kicked over the decorative ottoman before belly flopping onto the bed.

Surprisingly, it survived his initial rage and despite his better judgement, Joker let out a gut wrenching yell that ended in a rare sob.

Joker thought he was stronger than this. He royally failed for letting his emotions get the better of him. This week really took a toll on him, and he had exhausted every method to calm down. All except one.

Joker was powerless against the sudden wave of sleepiness taking him under after his rare show of emotions.

He clung to the last pillow that smelled of you as you watched on from the doorway.

Your poor clown was hurting.

You weren’t ignorant to the levels of stress Joker was going through this week. His nights were longer, his tolerance weakened to the point he almost snapped at you a few times.

Nothing ever went Joker’s way with the constant perfection he demanded for his criminal heists. He put too many expectations on himself and his goons.

No one was perfect, case in point, you watched helplessly as Joker broke down. You would worry about cleaning up later. Your heart went out to Joker, who was so far removed from human emotions that he didn’t know he was having a meltdown.

He didn’t even notice you coming home, he was so overwhelmed.

He acted like a wounded animal, lashing out while on the verge of tears. Have you ever seen Joker cry before? The details didn’t matter.

You didn't dare to confront him during this rare lapse of character. He would be embarrassed and lash out, thus making things worse.

You wisely waited in the shadows. When Joker was down for the count, you stepped into the bedroom to offer your silent support.

You set your purse down and sighed at the mess Joker left behind before climbing into bed. J flinched in his sleep when you reached out for him but he slowly relaxed when his subconscious realized it was you.

His Light was finally here to help whatever was ailing him.

You cooed softly when Joker tightened his grip on you as his breathing picked up. You didn’t want him waking up.

Right now, he needed all the rest he could get. He was like a toddler all tuckered out after a tantrum. You let him sleep on your chest as you raked your hands through his green tresses.

And when Joker woke up hours later in your arms, you simply smiled at him and wiped the dried tears from his cheeks. “You feeling better, J?”

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