#i thought it sucked at first and then i was like 'no........this is gud'

[cupcakeinat0r]

hihihihi i have a lot of thoughts of dad bod bc he is my wife and i love thinking about him so sorry for the spam but u asked for it girl

this one is just a general one lol BUT while i do see him drinking sum corona or modelo i definitely know that man is a big wine mom, expensive wine stored where gabi can’t reach (saying this bc i accidentally smashed an expensive wine bottle when i was little and it’s now miguel’s deepest fear). so expect wine nights with miguel, his robe untied with your head on his chest, his feet on the coffee table and cuddled up while you guys talk about whatever — he gets very talkative when wine drunk and will shit talk all the people in your life because i said so

another thought is after reassuring miguel that his body is still sexy in your eyes meow he starts to take advantage of that. normally he’d look like the guy who doesn’t care how people perceive him, positive or not, but knowing how much you love his new body he’d constantly wanted to be reminded of it. so any shirt he’d wear to cover his stomach and arms were now non existent at home just so he can hear a whistle from behind and smaller arms wrapping around him to hold onto his stomach, feeling up his body as you shamelessly mumble suggestive praises while leaning your body into his back .. he likes the validation and attention ok?!?!?! he is me i am him?!?!?!?!

he also likes getting woken up by you sitting on his face or sucking him awf i mean ok byeee !! 🙋🏽‍♀️🙋🏽‍♀️🙋🏽‍♀️🙋🏽‍♀️🙋🏽‍♀️

GIVE HIM TO MEEEEE this is all so gud bae omg

First off, the wine ?? (Also, I feel like Gabi would have her own stash of “wine” but rlly it’s just sparkling grape juice Miguel gave her so she can feel included n not tempted to snoop around the real stuff lmao) Yea, he likes em dry, will only drink ‘em if they’re the finest n oldest bc my man is boujee like that. n the untied robe?? Chest hair n stomach out??? Fresh out the shower n smellin like teakwood n sex??? Yeaaaaa ima need a min………

Secondly, I’ve made self conscious dad bod… but cocky dad bod Miguel ??

SOMEBODY HELPPPPP MY PUSSYS GONE CRAZYYYY

Alicia!!!! Girl!!! The ideas r ideaing rnnnn. That’s it, next Drabble is cocky dad bob Miguel. Yea ima make him an attention whore bc EYE said so.

Girl duh, thicc man likes to eat, ofc he a munch n I would gladly wake him up both of those ways every single day uGH GOD, THIS IS ALL I WANT, PLS IM NOT ASKING FOR A LOT.

[zerotoheroart]

Hello! My name is JT and I suck at drawing. Lol. But I’m not beating myself up about it. I’ve done that for years already and I’m over that. So, just to bring you up to speed. I am in my late 20s and I’ve been drawing since I was about 19, so nearly ten years now of drawing almost every day. There’s just one problem, I leveled up in skill at around 22, or 23 and stopped. I haven’t gotten any better in any noticeable way since I was in my early 20s and I’ve finally become mature enough to admit why I still suck. I. Did. Not. Practice. Correctly. They say that practice makes perfect, but the reality is that perfect practice makes perfect. If you practice to do something the wrong way, you won’t learn how to do that thing correctly. It’s just as plain as that. 

For the longest time, I felt like drawing was a magical thing, a gift bestowed upon the gods chosen few to be able to put pencil to paper and create worlds, objectify nature, tell stories, and just generally wow the socks off people. This is not the way it works, but for years I thought that to be the case. So although I’ve always wanted to be an artist and tell super cool stories, I never practiced drawing because when I was a kid I drew a picture as part of a school project and everyone laughed at it because it was so bad. (It was a picture of Pikachu from Pokemon and it was so awful the good artist in the class drew a picture of pikachu right next to mine just to show how much better she was than me). Anywho, mild childhood trauma aside, I didn’t try to draw seriously again until I was 19 and in college. I was getting a graphic design degree, and for those who don’t know, you don’t need drawing skills to do graphic design. Making logos and whatnot requires a good eye for design, color theory, etc., but not drawing skills. That said, some of the students in my class were extremely good at drawing and it reminded me how much I wanted to be good at something like that, so I bought a sketchbook and started drawing. 

The problem was that I felt behind. I was 19 and most of the good artists in the class had been drawing since they were little kids, so I felt like I needed to find shortcuts to get gud quick! Basically I skipped right over the fundamentals and tried to use every shortcut imaginable to get to where I “wanted to be and should have been already”. I didn’t draw shapes, or work on perspective, or anatomy, or any of that crap. I didn’t have time! I needed to get good ASAP! So I brute forced that shit and skipped all the introductory stuff and went straight into characters, and architecture, and animals and animation….and I absolutely sucked. It wasn’t all bad, like I said before I got “better”, but never good, never to a level that would be considered professional by any means of the word. So I woke up with a rapidly approaching birthday realizing that I only had a short time before I was no longer a 20 something and became a 30 something. An existential crisis ensued. 

My best friend in the whole world is an amazing artist. They are a 3D animator, and they can draw the most badass shit you can imagine as well. Meanwhile, I drew like a ten year old after a couple art classes. Not that I am comparing myself to anyone else, but my friend is proof that studying art the right way is the best way. So I swallowed my pride, looked myself in the mirror, and said “JT, you aren’t getting better at art. You have to change the way you do things or one day you’ll be 50, 60, 70 not drawing any better than you are now!” So I decided to empty my cup, admit I was a rank amateur, and needed proper study. I am back to square one. I accept that. I am taking on the mindset that today is the first day that I am learning how to draw. It will be years before I get to a professional level, but practicing in a professional manner will actually get me there, as long as I persevere. So here today I am at the wax on wax off stage of art. I’m drawing basic shapes. Hundreds, and hundreds of basic shapes, every single day for at least the next 14 days. I aim to at least do ten pages of shapes a day. Once I can do this with confidence, I will move on to volume and practice drawing 3D shapes like spheres and cubes. 

I am writing this as a journal to not only motivate myself, but to hopefully motivate others to see someone go from zero to hero! I’m gonna be training like the main character from a shonen anime from now on until I get as strong at art as I can! My goal in life is to tell the one story I’ve always wanted to tell, and by jove I’m gonna do it. If you want to follow my journal and journey please stop by each week for new progress updates. I will be journaling this entire thing so that I can prove that with the right practice and effort ANYONE can become a good artist. Wish me luck!  

[dappledpaintbrush]

How do you git gud at writing? 🥺🥺🥺

Uh uh you uh you you YOUYOU YOU YOUYOU YOU UHH UHH IHHH (suddenly bursts into a huge explosion. when the smoke dissipates, I am a pile of ash on the floor.)

I hate saying I’m good at writing because there’s always something to improve which is a 🤓 sentence I know but it’s TRUE OKAY. But I also know the whole “just keep working on it and you’ll improve! :D” thing is smtg that people who are looking for advice absolutely dread to hear

That IS true though. You have to keep working at your craft to improve. And when you can’t because you think it sucks or you have writer’s block or anything else, I encourage you to keep writing anyways. It’s getting past those obstacles that are crucial to seeing the improvement you wish to. But like I said, that is probably not all you wanna hear lmao

TLDR: Just keep on writing no matter what, allow yourself to be inspired, don’t be afraid to take risks, accept the fact that not everybody will like your writing, and know that, somewhere, you DO have an audience. You just have to put yourself out there to find them. Don’t give up, and you will improve the way you want to improve. I promise.

Yapping:

Now here’s where things get. Complicated. So, the arts have been a major part of my life ever since I could hold a crayon. However. Growing up, I was extremely adamant on not taking advice. at. all. Here’s some advice: DO NOT DO THAT. I got better about it around my early-mid teens, but I still occasionally struggle with it to this day. My mindset was that I wanted my writing and my art to be mine alone with no outside influence whatsoever, and while there’s nothing inherently wrong with that, it is detrimental to actually . Yk. getting good. And it’s also impossible.

I was influenced by others, which is another thing: it is okay to take inspiration from other’s writing styles. It seemed so taboo to me when I was younger because of my mindset and also oooomgggg whaaat if I’m steaalinggg!!! but you are not. Part of what makes writing and the arts in general so beautiful is that it is shared. It is also EXTREMELY helpful in figuring out what is considered ““““““good”””””””” writing. Good is in quotations because what counts as good in art is subjective. If somebody’s way of writing is “bad” to someone else, but is “good” to you and you are inspired, go for it. I would never admit this as a kid, but I’ll tell you now that my writing style is inspired by the Warrior cats series, aka most of the books I have ever read in my life. A lot of people including diehard fans think the Warriors writing is bad. Like really, really bad. And yet you’re still asking me for writing advice! :D

That’s something else that is very important to “getting good” at writing- which is accepting that you will never be good to everybody. My writing has been mocked and laughed at to my face by my family and other peers. I am POSITIVE there are people who read AJL and thought “wow that is the most DOGSHIT thing I have ever read I am literally never reading again because that was so bad it killed my passion for everything I used to love.” I used to be paralyzed with fear at the thought of people disliking my writing, but I’ve learned to accept and be content with it, and without that acceptance, I personally would not be writing today. I had not written at all in two years when I started AJL. Two. Years. All because of a bullying incident that completely killed my confidence in my skills as a writer. I was terrified to write and put that first chapter out there because I had convinced myself I was a failure and was so scared that if there WAS anything “good” left, it was now rusted because I hadn’t written in so long.

But that’s another thing: Risk. If there’s something you have to possess as a writer, it’s courage. You will likely never improve if you do not take those risks that absolutely terrify you. Finish that WIP that’s been sitting in Google docs for a year. Write that plot-twist that you are worried may be negatively accepted. Upload that fanfic you are worried people may not like. Write. Just. Write. And let people see you Write. That is so, so important. You will be met with love and adoration, criticism and hate, everything in-between. But if you don’t welcome every single part of it, the good with the bad, it will be very difficult to see the improvement you are longing for. Like I said, I’m sure there are people who hated AJL. But there are people who loved it, too. I know it’s hard to believe, but it’s both of those people who keep you going.

I didn’t have an audience when I put my writing out there the first couple of times. And although I gave up for a while, you don’t truly stop being a writer. The arts can never really leave you. I took what felt like the thousandth risk with uploading AJL, put myself out there again, and I found my audience.

Everybody is different. You might find your audience the first time, or the second time, or the third time, or the fourth time, or however many number of times, but as long as you keep on writing, despite everything that may happen as a result, you will git gud, whatever that may mean to you :)

[zhansww]

After nearly 99 hours, I finally finished FF7 Rebirth yesterday. As far as the story goes, it left me with more questions than answers tbh. Mind you, maybe I'd know the answers if I'd played the og but I haven't. I only played FF7 Remake and now Rebirth. Anyway, I'm just writing down my thoughts on it and this might get long so I'll put the rest under a cut.

I'm gonna start with what I disliked about the game before getting into what I liked. Gameplay-wise: first and foremost, the mini games. The sheer amount of them annoyed me to no end. As someone who loves exploring every inch in a game, having to learn how to play and get good at minigames to complete certain side quests or explore certain areas definitely put a damper on my usual enjoyment of, well, exploring. And that's just the optional ones, there are also minigames that you can't skip. Instead of just letting me play the actual game, you have to, in between the normal gameplay, git gud at fifty different minigames. And ofc, I stopped (playing the optional ones, at least) at some point cuz it simply became too much but that just sucks. It again takes the fun out of it. The only minigames I enjoyed were Queen's Blood and the chocobo races. Maybe others like this variety of games within their game but to me, it became obnoxious. I actually usually love getting every trophy in a game but I already know I won't do that with this game mainly because of, you guessed it, the mini games. Which is a damn shame.

Another thing I disliked is the illusion of choice. Why bother giving me any choice at all regarding Yuffie when my answers ultimately don't matter? You can reject Yuffie three times but she'll join you anyway because obviously, it's not like they developed two whole different games, one with Yuffie and one without her. Same with the relationship counter thing. I did my best to get close to Aerith, to get that intimate date scene on the skywheeler in chapter 12. But Cloud can also have an intimate date with T*fa. And does the characters' relationship change afterwards? No. Cloud treats them exactly the same as he would have. Again, it's not like they bothered to make different cut scenes or add different dialogue in the rest of the game, depending on who you have that romantic date with. But then why even bother giving us a choice? Imo, you may as well get the date with Barret or Nanaki or Cait Sith. It's not like anything at all changes anyway. The story pretty much makes a romance between Cloud and Aerith canon, regardless. Which in itself is definitely not something I'm complaining about, but it's the illusion of choice or having choices that don't actually matter that annoys me. Also, what's with all the characters being spawned in all the time? I'm guessing they do that to make it more immersive but when you're in a group of seven people, they keep getting in your way, even more so when we're all on chocobos. And it's not even like the characters have any meaningful or important dialogue while you're out and exploring so it just feels completely unnecessary to have them around at all times. It was fine in FFXV cuz there were only four characters and they mostly walked behind Noctis anyway. But in this game, it was yet another point of annoyance for me.

When it comes to the story, there's a lot that I let slide cuz it's a game and cuz it's a fantasy world ofc... but Sephiroth is a really lame villain. Everyone else seems to be impressed by him but I don't find him special at all. Not to mention, he can conveniently teleport anywhere he needs to be at any given time. Also, the characters of Yuffie and T*fa really got on my nerves. Yuffie was just unlikeable with her stupid arrogance and materia-obsession. While T*fa is still a whole nothing burger. She reminds me of any basic, empty, supportive wife character. There's simply nothing else to her. I can't say I was too impressed by Cait Sith either but whatever. Cloud, Barret, Aerith and Nanaki are all good characters at least.

On that note, I wasn't too interested in any character in Remake but Rebirth really fleshed those four aforementioned characters out to the point that I feel way more invested in them now than before playing Rebirth. What I wonder about the most is who exactly Zack is and whether his whole section was even real or if that was all part of Aerith's "dream". Also, there's definitely something wrong with Cloud's mind... he seems to respond to trauma by pretending reality is something different..? Which makes him an unreliable narrator which in turns makes me wonder what else and how much of what he knows is distorting reality. When Biggs talked about Cloud to him, Zack seemed confused and said smth like "are you sure we're talking about the same Cloud?" which immediately made me wonder just how different Cloud was with Zack. If he really lost (or thought he lost) Zack, it could make sense for his personality to have changed afterwards. My point being, I am very intrigued and way more interested in Cloud's character now than I was before. I'm also really interested in Vincent Valentine. I saw him and I immediately wished he would join us. That didn't happen unfortunately but hopefully in the third part.

Anyway, the story and characters were an upgrade for me in this game. The gameplay is still mostly solid. The open world, with the different regions and terrains and climates and chocobos was gorgeous to explore albeit difficult to navigate sometimes. The minigames brought it all down, unfortunately. But I still ultimately enjoyed this and also still look forward to what's next in the FF series~

[goddamnwebcomics]

My Brief Review of Console Girl

When I started riffing this comic, I thought it was going to suck, but now that it’s over...this is a special case. A special case among special cases. This is not the worst webcomic I have ever riffed, but it is one of the laziest and one of the most disgusting ones for sure.

PLOT & WRITING

The comic starts off as an innocent ecchi style comic with the titular (for now) console girl with his boy owner living in the moon. Kevin is a hack who plays video games and skips on school, which isn’t approved by his only other friend, Sarah. Emulie ends up getting into wacky hijinks with Sarah and Kevin as they run from R.O.B. cops and then Emulie turns giant, but after that, once Kevin resets Emulie, we learn that the comic so far has been a simulation, and then the real comic begins as we focus on a resistance group fighting against a console takeover. Emulie returns to simulation a couple of times to see the past events for herself, which is a bit clever, but as a whole this twist of it being a siimulation comes out of nowhere and is fucking stupid. I don’t count everyone having numbers in their names as foreshadowing, because you would expect a stupid futuristic setting to have those.

This comic was made during the era of “supposed cutesy thing becomes fucked up” like Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared and Doki Doki Literature Club, so I guess in order to create interest in his comic, Neda went into that direction. The problem is, the comic continues being silly even in the “real world” for the most part. Characters spout out the most boomer-riffic video game references, and sometimes character may dress up as something obscure or fight by using a game that was released into their respective console but that’s about it. You can find more in-depth references in any Strong Bad Email.

Then we have the fact this comic hates to progress it’s main plot, every other chapter there’s a flashback, or a recap or even something that isn’t FUCKING CANON. Even when the plot progresses, either chapters focusing on it are too short, or characters are arguing about pointless shit, or we get introduced to a new character whose only purpose is to please creator’s fucked up fetishes. You know they’re fucked up when I have more respect towards Kraw after this.

CHARACTERS

This comic has a wide cast of characters only 20% of which are necessary to the plot. Our protagonist is Kevin, he’s a fucking perverted asshole who’s responsible for all the bad things in this comic. As a kid he abused his consoles because he couldn’t git gud. He is a horrible person in general, he’s constantly arguing with his girlfriend and his decisions lead to nothing but pain. Once he’s captured he turns into this edgy anti-video game crusader who then proceeds to rape Emulie with his arm. I say that version of Kevin is more faithful to who he really is than the “Resistance Crusader” of the past. I say he’s Neda’s selfinsert, and Neda is secretly angry at the video games making him a worthless evolutionary deadend.

Then you have the second protagonist I guess, Sarah. Sarah was the best character in this comic because she was always calling out Kevin’s shit, but after getting the main focus for the rest of this comic, she turned into an ANGRY resistance leader and a walking JoJo reference. Also because of the fact she fights consoles, she becomes the Console Girl. Did Neda intend this from the beginning what with Sarah being next to the title in the first chapter? Nah, he’s not that clever. At least Sarah has more personality to her than Emulie. When Emulie is not being a boring ass “oh dear oh my” girl, she’s a tantrum throwing manchild who wants everyone to live in harmony.

Then there’s the antagonists, N.O.S and S.N.O.S. N.O.S. continued to be a likable character in this comic until the end, not only does she have clever powers she also hates Kevin but is willing to help Resistance out of spite because she hates her sister. S.N.O.S. is a boring villain who hates humans because Kevin beat her up. She basically took all of N.O.S’s boring traits and revved them up to maximum. She hates humans and makes them play for their food which is probably a commentary on something but it’s also really boring and makes this setting seem lame.

Then we have the rest of the cast, the only notable thing about them is that many of them are little people. Petite started off as the Resistance’s other console, who is controlled by a big guy named Tank, then we start seeing more little Consoles like Virtual Boy girl who calls her owner, another big guy “daddy”, and then you have Game Gir who has eating disorder for no reason and then there’s a bunch of mini-consoles. I don’t like making accusations but considering how little Neda cared about making this comic I’m going to say he’s a lolicon. My proof is all the weird relationships and the fact there’s a Vibibi ass shot in the “Beach comic” special. That’s what this comic ultimately is, a fetish comic. Other characters in this comic include strawman sore loser who later joins the human alliance, perverted old man professor and bunch of people for the resistance. None of them are well-developed, let’s move on.

ART

Neda originally drew this comic, his style was coarse and ugly but it was passable, then, Neda hired an artist named Raf for a few chapters. Her style is decent but not perfect, she overexaggerates in anime features and gives certain characters massive black bags of eyes that make them look like they haven’t slept for weeks. You’ll miss her art however once Neda begins drawing again. His style is bolder and every character gets weird Moomin snouts when they’re seen from a far. Sarah also looks much uglier in his style, not to mention after the comic starts going by more Webtoon-ish format, we start getting off-model closeups.

What is common for both artists however is that they like copypasting a lot. Often entire panel sections are copypasted with only one panel changed to indicate a sudden passage of time. The copypasting gets downright offensive at one point when a fighting sequence is copypasted two and a half times. This made comic seem extra lazy, and on top of all the short chapters, fetish bait, constant recaps and Jojo references, I knew that Neda was on the verge of giving up, and gave up he did.

FINAL WORDS

Well, Console Girl ended on a fucking beach fanservice comic and we haven’t seen the comic since. Neda is likely either in a looney bin or arrested, or, realistically, hidden somewhere in the corners of the internet. This comic got worse as it went on. It felt like it did everything wrong, and successfully pissed off everyone who read it. Those who wanted to see the innocent ecchi comic, those who wanted to see a cyberpunk resistance story and those who wanted to see funny vidya references. One thing I can credit Neda for is the fact he knew when to give up.

[phalangemedes]

hello!! this is true but also the intense and fucked up pressure of being 'gifted kids' absolutely and irrevocably messed them up.

You can be loved and cherished and in a stable environment and still have too much expected of you as a literal child fill of underdeveloped skull jelly. They burdened these bumbling baby pre-teens with the knowledge they were about to be in charge of EVERYTHING they had ever known. Like it was the greatest honour to be bestowed on them. And they believed it BECAUSE THEY WERE KIDS.

Palamedes wasn't just an adroit necromancer he was also SMART, he was clever and caring and dedicated and he was pushed and pushed and pushed to become something so important so young. And he was told it was an accolade, something to be proud of, what he should have always been aiming for. ‘You are the best so be the best’. The only reason he wasn’t an egomaniac ( which isn't to say yer boy doesn't have an ego, he does, it's just because mostly he's been in an environment where he's been RIGHT alot) is because Cam didn’t let him. Their love language is argumentative, it’s why he thought Harrow was ready for tea parties and sleep overs even though she was still on ‘that is definitely a murderer, I can tell. For reasons.’ And it made him self sacrificial for the greater good, against his own good, it made him think not only SHOULD he help but that if he couldn't he was a failure.

Dulci is SUCH a good example of this, because he was A LITTLE TINY BABY and he heard of this woman and he thought his need to fix her was love. That's so sad??? And it obviously became love, because he loves very fully anyone he thinks even vaguely likes him back. But that must have been such a MINEFIELD for Dulcinea?? And she was the first 'adult' who was sweetly kind to him, who treated him like a kid, listened to him and talked to him, expected nothing more than a letter back. She didn’t tell him ‘yes I expect you to make me live’ she said ‘thank you’ when he made things to make her life better, but she never let him get close enough his everything was sucked into being her carer.

And Cam... Cam was a sword fighter on a planet of data analysts. A BIG, STRONG, taciturn girl who was fond of the (inevitable) future Master Warden. And she was never an Alexandrite, so she was never seen as TOP TIER, never trained as a consort, and that would have been expected for him. Her own ego is also… strange. She’s aware of her ability but she doesn’t think she’d good enough, not in a ‘I have weighed myself up against the world and found myself lacking’ way either in a ‘Well it’s okay because at least Sextus has a clue.’ Generally she would have been DROWNED in expectations of what her station was. Either was a 'you have to git gud' or a 'you wont ever be good enough'. I wonder how much of it was why she became his cavalier primary, better to be thought of as unworthy as his cav without the pressure to spread your ‘inferior’ genes right???

Also they are the most fucking neurodivergent little shits in the world?? and whilst their obsessions and dedication past the point of mental and physical wellness were seen as a good sense of duty, it was not, and no adults were telling them 'hey how about you eat and sleep and stuff!!' because it was seen as a virtue to be obsessed.

If you're on planet library and your special interest is Learn Everything you're getting A*'s. If your job is Book Boys Stab Fiend and you're good at stabbing? You will be encouraged past the point of failure to get better at being a Stab Fiend.

And I don't think there's any BETTER way this is expressed than with Paul's birth. That is an act of LOVE and an act of WAR. It's an act of kindness, it isn't a sacrifice of their individuality, it's the best they have. Pal doesn't have long in Babs, Camilla is a kebab without a necro to fix her. And their choice? is to become a demi god surrounded by the family that put them in that position and their enemies. They put them in a situation who's only out was failure. And they said naahh and chose their own failure, together, hand in hand.

It’s the wedding you have in secret when your family hates you and your partner, it’s going to a family function 10 years later wearing your rings with a ‘Oh yeah we got married’ because it was for you but holy fuck you want it to hurt them too.

Smothering is no less or more than neglect, just different.

what drives me insane is that most of the codependent pairs in tlt were set up to develop that kind of relationship in one way or another except for cam and pal. they weren’t the last two children on their planet! they don’t have the excuse of having been raised as a matched pair! they didn’t even keep each other company for ten thousand years! they were two friends growing up in a stable environment among people who cared about them and somehow they still managed to achieve levels of codependency unknown to god by like. age 13

[wellnesscard]

omg my teenager coworker was talking about how theyre gonna make a five night at freddys movie im like ya it already came out i saw it - with nic cage? not in my top 10 its no time bandits but whateva. guess nododis seen that one tho. also why do so many ppl with like d.i.d. Obsessed with that franchise ? or maybe thats just tumblr. even b4 tumblr tho there was this girlie at my highschool who was like mental like insane not in reality at all n it was all she fuckin talked about? what specifically is the pull like creating this demographic . but it weirds me out so i dont actually want 2 engage in real five nights at freds only thru the sweet filter of nic cage am i safe ig. cos that was a knockoff? who made that movie it was so weird and not even in an awesome way like many other b movies. idk the whole concept like. and yk fs theres towns like that in america. but theyre just racist. this post is getting away from me . idk the insaneos just dont talk abt jeff the killer anymore maybe im just old . do any pardonmyfrench normal ppl like five nitez at fred. i mean ig my coworkers pretty normal from what i know. ig im probably just in such different spheres from the enjoyers of that n the only ones being crazy abt it is the crazies so. i feel like this isnt very pc im sorry like my brain dont work good too like its no problem to be mentally ill and have interests im just . it throws me thry a loop. that n like taylor swift continuously getting bigger status thru out what feels like my lifespan. like i remember singing 'our song' in first grade w classmates n its like yeah its gud ig im 5 i dont have a critiquing of music mind yet too much. its catchy. never thought shed still be around let alone with a cult following in the year 2023. was it covid? like i havent heard about nikki minaj in ages but taylor swift is being exponential as hell in like . all this. why is she in so many commercials. ok my neighbors just got home one minute and thirty seconds ago and theyre already using power tools fuck yea girls build a house for her!! or that could be a blender tbh i thought i heard hammering though. hammering and sawing. shit did i just stereotype lesbians. i shouldnt be allowed to have tumblr app when im home alone cos then i just type type type whatever i want and we end up with this. oh sidenote too, i have a thickass nodule on my thyroid im having checked today so like ig ilyk laterz if its really fucked. like i hope i dont get all goited up thatd suck. its so funny bc in my eating disorder in highschool i was like oh what a dream itd be to have hyperthyroidism, sighs wistfully. omg what if gods punishing me and i get hypothyroidism and get f*t. but its probably just a lump and its not the consistency of cancer so we good basically. just waiting for the doc to say that too haha! and im like 3 days off all alcohol even the light beers bc i am getting sick of never having energy and like i wanna make sure my life is good and its hard to take care of everything because ngl im a heavy drinker n once i have any alcohol im just like impatiently waiting for my next drink, so. and its expensive when you drink a 12 pack a day plus other alkie snacks such as shooters pints or beers at the bar. and i need to save for a cruiseeee devon n i have been married for almost three years n still havent went on vacation yet goddamn! we deserve it , and i was the sexiest in my life when i was sober for a year too so jot that down.

[feuqueerfire]

Midnight Motel Live Blogging

GMMTV really crammed some of my most anticipated 2022 shows to run at this time (Never Let Me Go, Midnight Motel, The Warp Effect), as well as My School President which I was keeping my eyes on. Think I’ll have to watch these the week they end or I’ll never catch up.

Playlist

Ep 1: Welcome to the Business (Jan 9 11)

1-1

ooh cool start

okay actually fuck idkkk maybe i’ll start this later? bc i’m in the middle of the Trials of Apollo series and also Never Let Me Go (ep 5 tmrw), which is 2 different stories already. maybe i’ll watch this on Wednesday and finish before next Tuesday so that i’m not weaving this and NLMG and trials of apollo.

aw the fact that Mote’s always out of luck and “missed the admission quota out of a top uni even though he passed the exam” sucks so fucking bad

oh Mond’s the pimp?

oh fuck Mond’s character is so scary D: I know people said so but rip

pls Mote standing and thinking of the shit possibilities of what could happen if he barges into Mond and Jan’s characters’ rooms 

Oh yeah I forgot that Mote and Kat are love interests right

Aw Kat T.T 

Kat’s so fun and funny

Sun’s making Kat pay her debts to him 

oh, interesting in a good way about Kat mentioning working so hard

1-2

oh it’s Kat’s mom’s debt that she’s paying off 

Sun kys

Mote researching the websites where customers and sellers buy-sell sex work and identifying the pain points to make their app is wholesome

pls Kat’s funny with tryna sell her services to Mote (+ his friend) and also they’re cute

pls Doy being like whyyyy tf did you bring this app to my doorstep again after we met the police and mafia last time

the dynamic between Doy and Kat not really believing Mote vs Mote being a sweet talker and knowing how to appeal to people

ooh a design for the app first this is just like my uni class

girl not pay by crypto 

does Sun have photos?!?! 

oh videos?!?!? is Kat and the client aware that these exist?!?!?!?! gross gross gross die die die

1-3

oof Mote and Kat are so cute. him being like “hmph, your pics on the app are catfishing for sure” and then when she elbows him, he exaggeratedly falls back ah >.<

yes Kat, come to Canada and we can kiss

Linguistics: Mote and Kat use gu-meung with each other. I think Kat and Sun also used gu-meung earlier, which surprised me a bit bc I expected Kat to use Khun w Sun or something but ig the rude pronouns make sense also

Kat saying she wouldn’t do this job if she could choose. the way they’ve been talking about sex work and prostitution is interesting in a casual way where’s a job that’s hard work and like Mote, she’s doing it bc of debt and wouldn’t do it otherwise. it’s not glamorized but the existence of it or sex workers aren’t made to be evil even though the situation sucks here

hope that Mote or Doy know what to do if things go wrong whether it be the guys are dicks like when Sun had to step in or if they refuse to give money or something

oh i see we’re getting to see them handle things like the short hair and wig, and now police are coming in. also i’ve just remembered that someone maybe dies

1-4

I don’t quite get the Big Boong thing. I know Mote pretended that Big Boong’s someone else, some big shot to make the police nervous and let it but who? why’d the cops leave?

wtf was that Kat being shot in the head scene? umm I’m hoping it’s just one of Mote’s fears and not something that comes to pass

I hope they all earn the money and pay off their debts ah

Ep 2: The Investor (Jan 12)

Ep 6 came out and I saw one person write that it’s a satisfying ending, so I’m glad

2-1

ooh they’re talking about how it’d be good if they could just legalize sex work but the police are gonna lose so much money from the bribes to leave prostitution alone that they won’t let it be legal

Mote and Kat are cute, aw

oof Mote and Kat are so non-flirtily flirty ma gudness

agh Kat’s mom was dead I thought but nope, she’s just letting her daughter pay back her loans and also coming for more money

oh noooo Kat’s flashback to how her mom disappeared from their home and so the guys who were looking for her came for Kat instead T.T

oh, this was the very first time Kat saw her mom since that incident? 

hmm Sun telling Kat’s mom to never see her again. I’d assume that Sun’s romantically interested in her in any other show but he treats her like crap, so maybe he just doesn’t want them to plan and run away or smth? 

wait Pom from Gifted, what are you doing here heh. Victor’s name is Pat here 

is Pat gonna be the man she kills? 

damn he really put a collar on her oh I hate this bc he seems so earnest and this could’ve been cute if Kat didn’t fucking hate it and Sun didn’t force here T.T 

2-2

damn, not us getting the backstory on why Pat wants to have power during sex because he has no power in his personal life

oh Pat’s a billionaire, possible investor? also, that unicorn ad thing kinda maybe reminds me of whatever investing ad Mote saw in ep 1 that made him make the other app or something

oh yeah, the camera in the room that Sun has so that he can fucking watch Kat and her clients agh but now catching Kat doing work that he hasn’t assigned her

ahhh that camera was hidden by Kat? it’s for blackmailing Pat?

i love the classical music choices and also Mote thinking of possibilities and them actually showing it as if it’s happening, like Kat getting shot in the head

2-3

“I just wanna tell your you’re definitely worth more than you think?” ah so cute

Mote really is just too good with words, Kat’s right that these sorts of people just aren’t trustworthy bc they know the right things to say “How am I going to trust you, you shard-tongued jerk of a CEO?”

oh Tawi/Jay looks really different when talking with Pat’s wife than when he’s tryna get money out of Mote. Are they different people?

who’s the person that Pat’s wife talked about? Is it Mote?

okay the guy who’s terrorizing Mote isn’t actually Tawi

ah this guy is so annoying either Mote gives him money to keep the business a secret and then can’t pay back his debt in time and gets the hotel taken away OR Mote doesn’t give him money and so he tells the police about the illegal prostitution

2-4

Sun is so fucking scary, threatening June with killing her son if she doesn’t tell him what she and Kat are doing aghhh

omg so stressful. on the one hand Sun’s tryna get Doy to get him into the app by pretending he’s a client, Kat’s with Pat who’s waiting for the pitch + she saw Sun in the lobby, and Mote’s fucking phone somehow fell under the bed

ahh cliffhanger ending rip

Ep 3: Ain’t Them Bodies Cents (Jan 12)

anyway, I know Pat dies for sure because someone on a discord sent a screenshot. that’s as expected bc i’ve barely seen him in gifs or anything

3-1

oof Doy fucked up and gave Sun the invitation and whole time Mote’s like yep I trust Doy to take care of it rip

pls the chaos of Doy talking to Sun and Mote presenting to Pat while Doy and Mote are also communicating via bluetooth

pls Mond is so scary as Sun. girl “I’m the owner of their breath” kalsdj okay

Mote is much smarter than Sean is all I can say lmfao he can lie p well, even though Sun has a suspicion that Mote’s lying

3-2

is Pat drunk or what? Why is he all woozy and falling? Did he take his medication too late or something? Did his wife drug his meds because there was a point made about him taking his med case before leaving

lmfao is Mote and Kat’s kiss gonna be interrupted by Pat dying

oh kinda. i thought we’d hear a gun shot sound but what happened? did he fall and hit his head and die since Pat was so off-balance?

so did Pat succeed in giving the money or no

lol the Kat butchering the body scene

3-3

pls the way Doy had to say he’s not sitting in the back w the corpse

is Sun at Kat’s home? oh fuck he’s throwing a fit

wait omg I kinda knew that Sun knew Kat when he was a child bc I’ve seen a caption bout smth like that with a clip of Sun sitting on that bench but I didn’t know she was close friends with him :0 that sucks so bad

ah shit so Sun wasn’t the one who brought her into sex work but someone else did and he was there and he seemed young

oh Sun’s terrible idk how he transformed into this hardened pimp quickly but then he said he’d pay off Kat’s debt if she transfers to his club

3-4

ofc Pat’s car has a GPS oof and ofc Pat’s wife’s cheating on him with Jay but we could guess that from last ep

not Sun waiting in room 211 with his suitcase of weapons 

so Pat did start the transaction of 20 million?

ooh Kat’s tryna get away to diff city but also she stole Pat’s phone. wonder if there’s tracking on that too 

Ep 4: Disappear Body (Jan 13)

4-1

Joy’s tryna get Kat to fess up or something bc of her threatened child, right?

k the current things at play is that Kat wants to access Pat’s crypto and leave for Canada, Joy wants to trick Kat possibly, Sun has come to find Kat and is threatening Mote, Jay is tracking Pat’s car and has been lead to the motel, also the debt collector mans that’s been bothering Mote wants his money as well for protection of Takkrub

oh Jay’s seeing Sun being weird with Mote in the hallway on the CCTV lmfao he can just walk in there all willy nilly. is the room Mote and Sun are in also viewable with cctv

lol I wonder if Jay will view Sun as the thread instead of Mote now and have his suspicion on him as a possible reason for Pat going missing? who knows. also i wanna know if Jay knows that Pat’s dead or not? has he searched the inside of the car? seems like no

4-2

bruv, Mote really got Sun, Jay, and the debt collector guy all in the same room wanting something from him gbye and gl “shit, this is like a fan meeting. Wait no they’re all after me.”

plsss the three of them all being like eyeee should be the one talking to Mote first, yall get out

pls the way Sun smiled and gestured and moved away as soon as the knife appeared

oh Jay killed the debt collector mans lmfao Mote’s gulping and now Jay has a gun

oh debt collected mans was called Big Off

lmfao Mote being like “he’s not my friend” and Jay being like “oh? he didn’t come to save you?”

pls it’s killing me the way Jay has to explain like “this is not an empty thread na krub. If you don’t tell the truth, I’ll kill both of you. Na?”

plssssss the arguments between Sun and Mote are so funny and Jay telling them to shut up each time like now Mote realizing Sun has a camera in Kat’s usual room

wait if the footage is there, why didn’t they show Pat falling and hitting his head agh

oh damn okay so the body wasn’t in the car even though that was the original plan. did Kat do something with it?

4-3

fuckk i’m so mad I had so many thoughts for parts 3 and 4 but it refreshed and all of it got deleted kms

I thought it was fun when in part 4 Mote started acting clever and threatening again after seeming to be bumbling and foolish in the first 3 parts. 

I liked the chips and card game fantasy scene. The crew in MDL seems fairly inexperienced but they’re doing well so far

Ep 5: Blast From The Past (Jan 14)

5-1

Sun how’d you turn out like this agh

byeee they dismembered Big Off

 neo appearance !

Police officer Jay sued an elite man who attacked a bus driver but the elite man got him fired?

sdlkfhj the neolouis sex noises

oof, Kat’s found out that Sun’s getting money from Kat’s mom, which is money that Kat earned from Sun

oh my fucking god, I need to kill Sun. I hope Kat kills Sun

Sun remembering Kat saving him from those guys and so finally kinda snapping out of (sexually, physically) assaulting her

5-2

this young kids Kat and Sun backstory is making me so fucking sad because they used to be friends

noooo the promise :< “when we grow up, we won’t become the kind of adults we hate”

Sun realizing he’s become the kind of adult he hated

pls Doy and texting is just aldskfj as soon as Jay gets the orders to kill/deal with the trio, he texts Mote’s phone (which Jay has currently and also doesn’t it have a password) that he can’t find it (the body) anywhere in the hotel lmfao. prev it was the thing with Sun coming while they were tryna show Pat the pitch

Kat’s a whole lot, she really is confessing? playing with Mote? in that bathroom and kissing him instead of admitting she ran away for a brief period and also stole the phone hoping for the crypto money

I wonder if Mote believes her after seeing her pretend with Pat bc I don’t think I believe her actions in that bathroom

5-3 and 5-4

Sun really tryna just make a deal with everyone huh? giving the bullet to Jay and saying to kill only Mote (also the ice cooler thing Jay’s getting the ice from is freaking me out bc at first I don’t think I registered that they hid him in the ice cooler but now that I know... hm is he in there). Telling Mote that he wants to invest in Takkrub

What did the uncle and aunt wanna tell Mote before Jay came in? Were they the ones who his the body? Like if it isn’t any of the captured trio, Doy was a possibility but then he didn’t show up for like 2 eps in the middle so I started thinking he’s less of a possibility? Or is he more of one because why did he also disappear for a bit? And it could also be uncle and aunt who someone calmly and quietly discovered and hit the body

pls I love the fantasy situations Mote goes through so much, like the convo with dead ghost Pat

naurrr flashing back to young Kat and Sun saying they’d protect each other as adult Kat tells Sun to get out of her life

oh Pat’s in the ice cooler the way they made it seem. so the one that they hit the body in had the :) sticker and then that got carted out and had more ice put in it and put out front and the new ice cooler that’s in the place of the old ice cooler doesn’t have that sticker

So would his uncle and aunt do that? The mover also deleted the CCTV footage, would they be able to do that? Doy was the one who deleted the previous CCTV footage, so would it be him? Why?

also Mote and Sun and stuff getting ice from the cooler while underneath was Pat’s body reminds me of To Sir, With Love where the maids were all having fun collecting that mushroom, whole time there’s Don’s dead body underneath

Ep 6: All Or Nothing (Jan 14)

6-1

So I guess it really was his aunt and uncle who moved the body

they let Sun walk out of the room?

6-2

did Sun take one pill and poison the fish? or what?

or is Sun stealing the meds pill box from Kat?

Sun you backstabbing bitch, him being like “we have our bullets for that” and whole time he doesn’t even have the bullet. he has me on edge fr bc I can’t tell if he’s just double-crossing Mote and Kat or double double-crossing Jay

lol the meds box is filled with stone, flashbacks to Squid Game Ep 6

oh so Sun did give Jay a defect bullet? but Jay told June to bring another gun my dudes

everyone’s got stuff under their sleeve, like Kat with Pat’s phone and Mote with the Takkrub upload of the evidence

also i don’t think their evidence is actually enough for much (like lol they themselves could’ve filled the box with poisoned pills afterwards to frame June) but I’m ignoring that

6-3

I don’t get the [A gift from Big Off] and “say hello to my little friend

oh Jay fr shot the uncle on the shoulder 

bruv, I was thinking of Jay falling off the roof maybe but I didn’t think they’d do it like that lmfao

the villains really do wait to shoot until the uncle’s there or until Sun’s covering Kat huh lmfao

oh Sun is so psychologically fucked. he really is like if I die then Kat dies with me

oh the friendship bracelets were from the promise of not becoming like the adults they hated

okayyy Kat didn’t know that Sun was the same kid as before. At first I thought she did but then it was like hm but yeah she’s asked him “Are you Arthit?”

please Mond’s doing so good as Sun. the way he’s like sorry for breaking my promise and handing back the bracelet and telling her live and be better for him as he lays there dying. It goes with his character arc that he dies here because he’s too irredeemable to continue with the gang or to continue inflicting pain with his pimping but because of his backstory and helping the gang thus far, he’s also not someone who we see as an one-note evil man anymore. too evil to not die but the audience doesn’t wanna see him go down in a horrifying grotesque way either

6-4

plssss Kat using Pat’s corpse for the face ID of his crypto wallet (the reason she came back p much)

girl shut up who is Yudo, we have Tony for Doy. actually Doy can be polyam, I’d like that. or a cheater, I’ll forgive that in preperation for Moonlight Chicken

Very pretty wrapped bow for the ending.

The last ep was good but not great, I don’t think they were super clever with their action or wrap-up, although it was still pretty fun. Also no like great twist in the final ep, which is fine but nothing about the final ep really makes it stand out. 

The acting was great, the script was comprehensible and well-paced, the production is good, featured sex work without villainizing the workers or the work itself. I loved Mote’s little fantasies of possible scenarios or of imagining an interaction in a different way (the card game with June, convo with dead Pat). I’m impressed by the creative team behind it. 

I won’t think about this much after today I don’t think but I liked this little show.

Rating: 6.5/10

Mock Trailer

The actual show ended up being pretty much the same as that mock trailer, guess they’ve had the script done for a while. It was snappy but gave away a lot, so I’m glad I hadn’t watched most of it before watching the show (or if I had, it must’ve been like 10 months ago and I completely forgot it because only the first like 15 seconds seemed familiar and I knew the concept before going in).

Official Trailer

Once again, reveals a lot but is slightly better created than the OG, which is expected.

[primadrawz05]

First time participating a tag game, Tysm Smudged for tagging me! Here's my responses >:D

Last Song: Darling Dance by Kairiki Bear, funnily enough I was so annoyed of this song because a lot of people picked it in matches when I used to play Prosekai, but I ended up liking it in the end LMAO-

Favourite Colors: I love any shade of Blue or Purple, and I love the color Cyan :D

Currently Watching: I don't watch anime these days I'm not a binge watcher oifxkvklv

Sweet/Spicy/Savoury: I LOVE SWEET FOOD!! But uhh I don't like spicy food...

Current Obsession: WITCH'S HEART. NEVER IN MY LIFE HAVE I SEEN A GAME THAT'S AS AMAZING AND DEEP WHEN IT COMES TO THIS GAME'S CHARACTER WRITING AND PLOT. OH MY GOD.

Last Thing I Googled: Tumblr (I wouldn't be writing this post rn if I didn't search up for tumblr in the first place-)

Favourite Season: I guess Winter? Seems silly considering I live in a tropical country and it doesn't really get cold over here- But yeah, I really wanna see actual snow irl, that's all I really like about Winter ngl :')

Skill(s) I'd like to learn: I guess learn more stuff regarding animating and to git gud at drawing anatomy and poses... I suck at anatomy and poses,,,

Best Advice: Now, I'm not really a person who gives the best advice here- but my advice is to just keep doing what you love to do.

Quick rant- I always saw my art to be not as good compared to others'. Even as a child, the other kids always underestimated my art. But where am I now? I work for multiple projects online as an artist, have a lot of people support my work, and I'm currently taking an art-related course in college.

All I did was to keep doing what I was passionate about, and that's art. I love drawing. I love to create. I love to illustrate my thoughts and my appreciation towards something. I. LOVE. ART.

So hey- ranting aside, you never know where your passion towards something takes you to, but we know for sure it'll be one hell of a journey. There's a lot of opportunities waiting out there for you to grab, so don't worry if you can't get any for now.

Enjoy the journey, and enjoy the process of it. One day, you'll look back at where you started- and you'll be proud at the progress that you've made throughout the years :D

Tags: @salmosquid, @mazou2425, @yomcloud and anyone else who wants to join ^^

Tagged by @sleepy-sham

Last song: Fête de trop by Eddy de Pretto, a wonderful french singer, a literal poet, and a queer icon.

Favourite Colors: Emerald Green. That color is so beautiful, magnificient, and ethereal. The peace and the calm it inspires me... And of course like prev I love turquoise, it's so pretty. Also, purple.

Currently Watching: Uh. Rewatching Loki S2 because I like to suffer ? Well, it was just for 1 episode because I wanted a reason to cry, so perhaps it doesn't count. I am currently watching Ouran High School Host Club as an anime. If we're talking about TV Shows then it'd be What if (from Marvel) and Gen V.

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: Sweet. Always sweet. I constantly have candies in my room and if not then I have chocolates.

Current Obsession: Pls don't ask I'm able to cry just by thinking about them. Yeah it's SatoSugu, I'm doomed.

Last things I Googled: don't judge me I was looking for memes and posts

Favourite Season: SUMMER !!!! I'm a Summer child. I thrive on the heat of holidays, water gun fights, hot thunder nights and summer activities. I love when there are ice cream shops everywhere, when kids play outside, when the sky is entirely blue, and when people play music on the street. I'm very fine with temperatures from 25 to 32° C so I actually enjoy the summer weather.

Skill(s)I'd Like to Learn: Sign Language, Editing Videos and Photos properly, and Drawing.

Best advice: Do not harm but take no shit. Also, you are not the main character of the Earth, people don't think about you all the time. If they seem hurtful or avoidant they're probably just lost in their own problems and lives. Things are rarely about you. Breathe. No one's mad. And if in doubt, just ask (nicely).

tags, only if you want to do it : @gwendeeagain ; @gojosbf ; @disneyanddisneyships ; @azeofspades ; @blazerodd ; @kuroos-left-testicle ; @getousatoruu

KUDOS <3

[nellygwyn]

It is half past noon, or it appeared to be so when the chairman let you alight at Covent Garden Piazza and gestured vaguely at the church clock, and you, a stranger to this time and place, walking briskly, nervously and with no apparent direction or purpose observe suddenly that you have come to a junction. It is unlike any other you have yet seen. Seven roads are converging, and crowning them all in the centre is a tall, Doric pillar, supported on a plinth and stretching up and up. It is the only thing that appears to be escaping to the sky and to the light: every other building in your immediate sight appears to be obscuring its neighbour, leaning into it, and vice versa. What is this pillar for? Something sits atop of it but you cannot see it, lest the afternoon mid-summer glare of the sun blind you. 

‘La Pyramide.’ 

Frenchified tones, coming from a finely dressed middle aged man, with a meticulously powdered bag-wig who loiters near the plinth and twists paper around the stem of a clay-pipe.

‘Teez La Pyramide’ he says again. 

‘But what is it?’ you ask, for this is certainly no pyramid, no matter what the gentleman says. 

‘Teez a sundial. The sundial of Seven Dials’ 

Seven Dials. You know it. You were here before. Or rather, you have been here after, in the future. However such a thing works. It lies, or at least WILL lie, near Shaftesbury Avenue and Piccadilly Circus.  

‘Where are you going? Are you lost, mademoiselle?’ he continues.

‘I don’t know. No. Or...yes. Where should I go from here? I need a room at an inn.’ 

‘Teez no fit place for a lady, teez no fit place for a stranger’

‘Even so...’

And he points you in the direction of an inn he knows and trusts, up through Mercer Street onto Monmouth Street, and near enough to the church of St. Giles-in-the-Fields. But he urges caution.

‘Teez the rookery of St. Giles that way, comprende? Nothing but cutpurses and whores.’

 Rookery. What does he mean? Is that not a nest for birds? 

‘Teez a slum. Teez London’s shame. They call it New Rome, its depravity stretches like empire’

He is right about the slum part and how it stretches like an empire, never-ending. As you move up Monmouth Street and into what the ragged stone street marking calls ‘Lyons Court,’ it is the rancid smell that hits you first and then the never-ending dilapidation. The cobbles are drenched in piss and shit, and perhaps, if you stood to make closer inspection, vomit and the leftovers of disembowelment. Houses fall into each other, seemingly suspended by nothing, but somehow standing anyway. And everything looks the same, street upon street, alley upon alley. The rooftops lean in so the sunlight, which seemed so pleasant, so bright before, does not and cannot reach you. In a word, it is dingy, it seems that it is where ‘dinginess’ came from. There are windows, glass hatches, everywhere, as if...as if every room of every house is occupied to bursting, as if every inch is taken up by someone who clamours for the window’s passage to putrid air. 

And it is eerily quiet. You slow your pace out of fear, curiosity and vague confusion, but you merely observe a few shabby dressed tenants moving between their dwellings, the public house and back again. You wonder if it is the sort of place that comes alive at night, when its imperfections are blurred and its hackles are up. But then again, if one wanted to commit a crime here, who could stop it? Who would see? 

As if on cue, you feel a tugging at your elbow. You turn like a flash, expecting to see the glint of a knife. Are you being robbed? Are you being hurt? 

But it is only a young woman, only mildly pretty and dressed shabby but done up to the nines with stark white paint and red rouge and blush, who, now she has your attention, holds her palm outstretched. Every exposed piece of skin is made up in this painted way, and covered in tiny black patches, many shaped like stars, though she has a moon near the left corner of her mouth and two dainty hearts resting symmetrically on each ample breast. If you look close enough, you can see where she has forgotten to conceal her many hairpieces. 

‘Not to bother ya, miss, but I needs a nip of gin. Steady my nerves, as it goes. Spare us some bobstick, will’ee?’

You don’t know what bobstick is but you assume she’s after money. You reach for the pocket attached inside your skirts and fish her some change you got from the chair journey. You pray its enough for the drink. 

‘Tis right proper nice of thee, that. My thanks. I’d earn it meself but it ain’t half dead today. Not a pintle in sight.’ 

It appears to be alright. She slides it into her own pocket. You watch her.

‘Steady your nerves for what?’ you ask, rather suddenly and surprising even yourself. As if it’s any of your business. But she shares cheerfully.

‘Well, ‘tis nearly an hour till the hanging cart comes this way, for Tyburn. I’ve a dear friend on it, do’ee see? She’ll get her St. Giles Bowl. I’d wager at the Cock and Pye. And then off to the hangman.’

She does not look sad, only mildly troubled, as if her dear friend is merely off on a long holiday, and not about to drop into oblivion. This throws you.

'Hangman?' you splutter out. It is all you can manage.

The woman.....no, the girl raises an eyebrow, her powder wrinkling. But she does not change tack.

'Indeed. Thievery from a cull.'

She slides an enamelled tin through the slit in her skirts, opens it, pinches her fingertips inside it and inhales a substance. She takes your look of bewilderment for one of expectation and offers you her 'jaded snuff.' One proper whiff of it and you realise it’s somehow more insufferable than the constant sweet & putrid tang of animal shit in the air. And now, your head's all askance, so you politely decline.

'Just as well' she says, 'Don't want to end up nuzzled in the stuff like Snuffy Queen Charlotte.'

'What did she steal? Your friend, I mean' you continue.

'A pair of shoe-buckles. Or so he says, though I never took her for a handsy one. And why covet a gent's buckles?'

Horror. 

'But that's nothing!' 

'Believe me, you'll swing for a lot less than that here.'

Even amongst the degradation up until this point, there was an air of mystery, of excitement, of a secret waiting to be unspooled, of newfangled pleasures and the thrill of the unseen. It's why you came here in the first place. But now, inch by inch, the mask of glamour slips and you realise now that it is, and perhaps always was, only bedazzled with paste jewels.

[wepsi]

This is low even for you Mammon(smut)

(art is not mine, follow @ rfuuriee on Instagram!)

male reader(but everyone can enjoy!)

Some fan service and love to ma guys, tell me if it's gud ToT

Cw: BJ, anal

Scenario: Your things keep disappearing from your room, by coincidence you walk into Mammon's room and discover all of them!

A little bit after moving into devildom, your things have slowly been disappearing! First it was small things like pencils and charms, but now whole pillows have been going missing! Was it Belphie stealing your pillows? Was it Asmo stealing your underwear? Was it Levi stealing your posters? To be honest it could be anyone and you were determined to figure it out.

By sheer coincidence you walk into Mammon's room late night, because you couldn't sleep. After knocking for a while you test the door, it was open but Mammon was not inside. Maybe he's hiding? Look you never know what is going through these demon's heads. After looking around in his room you start finding your things strategically hidden away or in plain sight.

"Hey! This is my pillow, and here is my figuring. Oh geez a used tooth brush? You got to be kidding me, my missing underwear?"

You hear rustling at the door, and see a wild mammon trying to sneak out. Knowing better he comes froward to you like a kicked puppy, fidgeting his hands.

"Mammon what the hell?"

"Ughhhhh I don't know how those got in here."

You frown and raise one eyebrow, clearly not buying his lies. Dangling the underwear in front of him,

"This is low even for you Mammon."

His face was all shades of pink, thief clearly caught red handed. Amused you place your hand on his chest and push him backward with each question.

"So what do you do with these Mammon? Do you hump my pillows?"

"No!"

"Do you use my tooth brush?"

"Nooo"

"Do you perhaps, Sniff and masturbate with my underwear?"

"Na-umph"

He plops and falls backwards onto the bed. Pulling up his shirt, exposing his beautiful chest, you trail a finger down the middle to his raging hard on,

"I know you're obsessed with me Mammon, and that's ok I think it's cute."

Mammon looks perplexed under you, clearly was expecting a scolding. His face still flushed, he easily pushed you down under him instead. A cocky grin decorating his face from hearing that you basically confessing to him(in his mind).

"Oi I'll admit the great Mammon likes you a little bit, but you can't deny your attraction to me either."

He palms at your heated length, earning a slight moan from you. This newfound confidence in Mammon causing him to make all the moves on you. Pulling a uno reverse, he lifts up your shirt. Unlike him you don't go around exposing your chest so this is his first time seeing it. Admiring you for a good few minutes until you nudge him back to reality.

He peppers kisses down your chest, giving your nipple a nibble on the way down, then unzips your pants zipper with his teeth, spicy~ He pulls out your cock and puts it in his mouth without hesitation. He really is desperate for you, grabbing onto his white fluffy hair you feel him sweetly sucking on you. As a fellow man he knew exactly what to do to make you feel good, getting all the brownie points for the main event.

Grabbing the lube bottle from the hidden spot (How many things is he hiding in his room?) He pulls down your pants and underwear. You tug on his pants, not wanting to be the only one naked, which he complied and stripped as well. Applying the lube to his fingers, and warming it up slightly for you, how thoughtful of him before he railed you. Inserting it into your hole, he works on stretching it out, when it gave in easily he raises a eyebrow at you,

"Did you stretch yourself out thinking of me? And you say I'm the obsessed one."

Not being able to say anything but a whimper, Mammon chuckles at you and leans down to kiss you, tangling his tongue with yours while his fingers were still working you. Not wanting to hurt you he kept at this for a while before you grew impatient and tugged on his arm,

"It's fine Mammon, I think I'm ready."

"I know, I just... don't want to hurt ya."

You gave him a reassuring kiss, which he happily accepted and adjusted himself lining up to you. Even with the preparation it was a stretch, he was just really big since he was a demon after all. After bottoming out, Mammon leaned forward to give you more encouraging kisses while you adjusted. After you bucked your hips on him ready for more, Mammon started moving.

After the initial bit it flowed more easily, he was looking at the place you're connected and gawked flustered and amazed. Looking up at Mammon, his face distorted in pleasure and sweet moans escaping his lips. You can't ignore the grunts coming out of your mouth as well. His hair starting to stick to his forehead with sweat, you pull him down into a heated kiss.

Because of the size difference between a demon and a human, he was hitting all your sweet spots effortlessly. Him leaning against you to kiss you only added friction to your cock as well. Being both of your first times with each other and the excitement, the experience didn't last as long as you would've liked. With one quick stroked that bottomed out, Mammon shot ropes of cum into you, and making sure you came as well, painting his chest.

Wiping your cum away with his shirt, he gives you a kiss. But you saw his hands sneakily tucking the shirt away,

"Mammon! Do NOT keep a shirt stained with my cum!"

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[literaphobe]

Hi Mich!! About the buildmart Reddit post: imo I agree with OP. Op isn’t saying everyone can get first place in build mart, they’re saying a lot of people can get better with practice, and Build Mart has a #reputation that can prevent players from even trying to get better, as it feels like a lost cause because of the atmosphere around it, with both fans and ccs. Tester player responder there is convinced they’ll never get good, BUT they admit to having a bad memory, that is, a ‘worse than average’ memory: if someone with a bad memory can practice and improve- by their own admission, even if they don’t improve a lot - then people who have average or even good memories by logical extension have a shot and a half if they take it. I think THAT is OP’s point: maybe the game is hard initially, but the atmosphere around it needs to be lighter so people give it a genuine chance. Ultimately, different games test different skills; build mart tests game knowledge, spatial awareness, and memory a lot- these are legitimate benchmarks of skill that should be able to be tested right up there with speed (of puzzle solving or course clearing), parkour, and strategy (team and individual), imo. *whispers* also I went back and watched yellow after this past mcc- it’s such a good example of how like… good the game is. Everyone was calling out to each other, everyone was helping each other with extra blocks, you could see the players’ thought processes when they realized that they were like a block or two off, and how they recovered from it, aaaaaa! it’s a great watch if you have time! -T

i think op had a bit of an . Ableist view towards it. like i agree that aside from dream most of the build mart haters don’t try as hard to learn the strategies of ‘good build mart players’ but it’s a little weird to be like ‘don’t use colorblindness as an excuse this contestant is colorblind and has done well in build mart before’ and mentalities like that just don’t sit right with me but aside from that like honestly HONESTLY

my very honest opinion is that at this point until we get a new building game people are just gonna have to agree to disagree like some people like watching build mart and some people are good at build mart so if someone has fun watching build mart and some people have fun playing build mart so be it yknow i think it will always be one of those games that some people hate with a passion and some people love with a violence so like whatever leave it in sometimes it gets skipped and some people are happy when it does and some people aren’t it’s not ‘unfair’ when build mart gets skipped i think more and more contestants r realizing they suck at it and would rather have it skipped in some situations like it feels like a game wherein you have less control compared to a team game like SoT where u personally collect every coin u make for the team by fucking walking into it but that’s not the point the point is i think we should just agree to disagree on games we like/dislike such as build mart and there’s no need to tell players they’re not doing enough to get better at it

a lot of people hate HITW too for instance and there’s currently a debate re whether it should be removed but no specific players are being singled out and no one’s being told that they’re not trying hard enough esp since u can practice HITW mechanics but ya idk like i think its pointless to campaign to get rid of build mart but its equally pointless to tell people to git gud at it

[sophia-epistemia]

yeah, well, no.

I want endless variations of THE SOUND I love. I can't -for a cloud of reasons- Make It myself. Give me An Too that I can tell to DO THIS BUT DIFFERENT ENOUGH [to satisfy my need for novelty] and it'll keep me happy forever or until I get bored, but

I likely shall never get bored of it. because

When I was like 15 I heard The Sound Of Darkwave for the first time. I thought and felt "I love this and I want more of it." Even learning that it was a whole entire fucking genre took me like half a decade.

If people are given tools that can Make More of the Shit They Like. Then they'll have more enjoyment on their lives

Which is the ultimate value, there's nothing else of value in the universe, it's PLEASURE, it's FUN, it's HEDON

sorry but as a fuckup who entirely failed at gittin gud enough to MAKE the art i love with the tools I had,

while always wishing it was EASY ENOUGH that I could express myself without having to suck too much at it subjectively forever that learning was never worth it,

fuck yes I will trade off the tiny tiny slice of market of "artists who make what I love, and I can pay for (I'm poor lol), and gather enough customers with my hyper specific tastes, to make a career" in exchange for "orders of magnitude more art I like made by me and people like me, empowered by ai to not have to grind it for one or two decades to achieve absolutely basic competency"

we need to bring back calling artists sellouts

[mikkouille]

Dgk

[junkworldusa]

on comics

[tl;dr i was worried for most of my life about being a ‘good artist’ but now i just make comics and you should too]

i spent april, may, and half of june 2020 rendering geometric objects in soft charcoal. i threw myself into what’s colloquially known on /ic/ as grinding fundies-- perspective exercises, bargue plates, and figure drawing. my intent was to git gud and finally launch a narrative webcomic-- something visually pleasing, digital, and well-written. i had finished scripts, thumbnails, character designs, etc. i had to take advantage of all this sudden free time from losing my job! this was my chance!

then last month i realized abruptly that i was not that kind of artist, i had never been that kind of artist, and i would never be that kind of artist. i could not go SCRIPT->THUMBNAILS->PENCILS->INK because it would kill me. i had to accept i could not “finish” anything that way. if i thought too much about the work i lost interest; if it took too long i got bored. even now, every comic is a race against my own attention span.

i think there are a couple factors at play here. one is my own brain. but another is a deeper problem inherent to the medium: i believe “writing” a script or words ahead of time sucks the life out of the work. (will eisner talks about this in “Comics and Sequential Art.” ideally the writer and artist should be the same person and it should be done at the same time; if they cannot be the same person, then the artist must have liberty to change the script as they see fit to better suit the pacing/visual storytelling.) comics are the interplay of words and image. the words feed the image, the image feeds the words. the fragmented process of, say, a typical DC comic-- script/pencils/ink/color all done by separate people hundreds of miles apart-- is antithetical to the medium and also why these comics are mostly bad. to go even further, the words and images should be done with the same tool. if i put the brush down to switch to a pen the words are not the same, and the disparate style is jarring on some level. the simultaneous creation of words and images is essential. there’s immediately life. your hands come up with things you didnt expect. what i very recently learned is that i have to work like a rollercoaster: start to finish, without looking back, and without stopping. thinking is not necessary-- “skill” is not necessary. (i still struggle with this last point but the mild popularity of a few of my left-handed comics prove it to me: people will respond to a shaky scribble as long as the scribble is alive.)

i got this practice from lynda barry. who else? when i first read that she just sits down and draws a comic from start to finish, i was horrified and jealous. she writes the words for a panel, draws the image, then moves on to the next. that’s it. it seems straightforward but it haunted me. i thought i was incapable of this and that anything done like this would be TRASH! (unless lynda barry did it, of course.) but that is how i am trying to work now.

it’s not easy. self-consciousness, self-criticism, and the years of thinking art must look a certain way are all against us. it gets easier, though. i think it got easier once i realized how fun it can be. i use crayons, cheap paper, collage, non-dominant hand drawing, anything to help me realize it’s not that serious. the tactile and permanent aspect of traditional art is another aid. some of my favorite cartoonists and inkers work digitally but my brain doesnt grok it-- on some level it doesnt think it’s real.

working this way, i am not making the type of comics i wanted to make. i am not making comics that a lot of people will like to look at or read. but i am making comics, and before this i was not.

everyone can and most importantly SHOULD make comics. i tell everyone i know that they should draw more, that they should make comics. the usual protests: “i can’t do that, i can’t think of anything, i can’t draw.” how do you know? i think the same things and these thoughts are the death of art. everyone has something to say-- if you draw a comic and show it to me i will love it because it’s something new.

i have nothing further to say about art that hasn’t been said by lynda barry, GOAT, whose books on writing and drawing i recommend to everyone. (”What It Is,” “Picture This” and, appropriately, “Making Comics”. i feel like these should be mandatory reading for humanity.) tom hart, one of the greatest living cartoonists in my opinion, has a big free [!] e-book available about cartooning and creativity with lots of exercises-- http://www.tomhart.net/how-to-say-everything.html

finally:

ok thanks for reading my manifesto xxx

[dark9896]

Game Night [Zapp x Reader]

This fun little fic was requested by anonymous 👾

"Ha! Suck it [Name]!"

Zapp thought he had the upper hand, passing you and claiming first place. But you knew there was a Blue Shell closing in. And Zapp took the bait, every. single. time.

"You b*tch!" Zapp threw the controller on the cushions in front of you, "You knew that was about to happen! How could you!"

"That's Mario Kart Zapp." You snickered, "Git gud or stay mad."

Zapp grumbled, chomping on a handful of chips. Your living room was an absolute mess at the moment. Bits of chips, popcorn, and stray pieces of candy scattered everywhere, soda had been spilled a couple times. Leading to you putting towels all over.

For once he didn't want to drink anything stronger. But then again, even Zapp had to get tired of full-on partying every once in awhile. And since you didn't party much at all, he felt like you were the safest option to keep him from running off to the neon lights.

But in watching you set up the next round, Zapp realized he wasn't all that upset you won. You were pretty d&mn cute giggling like that. And it wasn't like he had many friends that could beat him at any game, let alone racing games.

Zapp turned sharply. F&$k! He was catching feelings again... Well, there were worse ways to fall. Namely on his back after attacking the Chief.

"You ready or should I catch a movie?" You taunted.

"Shut it and give me the controller." Zapp wiped his hands on one of the towels, "You're going down this time sexy!"

You stopped. Since when did Zapp ever call you that? You chose to ignore it for now, Zapp was just a weird guy. It was likely just a slip of the tongue.