#i was embarrassed to post this but uhhhhhh

[nerdloser]

Ambrose nation, rise up

[feelo-fick]

miscellaneous au doodles + a VERY self indulgent song lyric comic :D

+ extra evil comic below the cut :

"chil!" "don't look at me like that..."

[local-soda-can]

i did it :3c

come see me be silly and cringe and free on @abnormalaboutthecharacter

[aealzx]

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“...o, he hasn’t woken up yet.”

Someone had entered the room that morning, and now Jazz was talking to someone that could have been them or another person entirely. The haze of their lowered conversation was helping to pull Danny from the fog of sleep. But after the initial part it sounded like the conversation was one sided.

“Clothes?.... Actually, I don’t know what he would like. He hasn’t bought anything for himself for two years now. And never has a response when we ask.”

That response made Danny feel like they were talking about him. Jazz and whoever she was talking to. It was probably on the phone. He felt a little bad, but what she had just said was true. He hadn’t really done much when it came to clothing lately. Sam and Tucker had mostly been the ones to give his Phantom attire an update, and he just hadn’t bothered to address anything else.

“No, I’m not going to wake him up. He needs his rest-”

“Mmm… ‘s fine, J’zz. ‘M awake,” Danny forced himself to mumble even though he wasn’t quite fully alert yet. Relaxing in the study the previous evening had been really nice, and his spirits had risen a little when the few sips of broth he’d had a few hours before bed hadn’t made him sick again. But he still felt like a truck had hit him in his sleep, which made that morning hard. “Izzat for me? Here…” he asked, lazily flopping his hand into the air so that Jazz could give him the phone.

Jazz seemed to consider it for a moment, but eventually sighed and walked over to put the borrowed cellphone in Danny’s hand. Danny couldn’t see, having not managed to open his eyes yet, but Alfred was waiting patiently at the door to get it back. For now Danny just flopped it next to his head and turned his ear into it. “Mm…’ello?��

“Danny! Good morning~”

It was Stephanie. Chiming in a bubbly way that was much too energetic for… what time was it? Still felt too early.

“So, we’re out shopping and getting some new clothes for everyone, but your friends are being unhelpful and keep saying you don’t have any kind of style you like. Soooo, you get to answer. What would you like us to pick up for you? And what size do you usually wear?” Stephanie rambled, anticipating Danny would have more answers than the others.

“Uhhhhhh….,” Danny stalled, both because he was still waking up and she had said a lot of words, but also because he didn’t have an answer. “I dunno. A t-shirt and jeans? I’m usually a size smaller than Tucker though.”

“Seriously? That’s it? That’s so boring,” Stephanie complained.

“See? We told you, but you didn’t believe us.” Danny could hear Tucker’s voice, and figured he was on speaker.

“He just kept wearing the same clothes he had when he was fourteen, and only has new ones because the rest of us bought some for him. But he was so unhelpful then too that we had to settle for just getting him space themed stuff,” Sam huffed, and Danny could hear her folding her arms in annoyance.

“Hey, I got a lot of other stuff to worry about than clothes,” Danny protested to defend himself.

“You like space themed stuff though?” Dick’s voice chimed in now.

“Yeah, I still like space,” Danny confirmed. “Can’t do much with it these days, but I’ve always wanted to be an astronaut,” he admitted, feeling a little embarrassed about admitting his childhood dream.

“Cool. What about puns?” Dick hummed, adding another question quickly.

“No. Dick, don’t you dare,” Stephanie scolded.

Danny could only smile though. “I love puns,” he confirmed, not able to pick out who was all contributing to the chorus of groans and complaints, “Why? You got a good one?”

“Maybe. You’ll see,” Dick’s response was with barely held mirth. “Thanks kiddo, take it easy,” he bid before ending the call.

Well at least that was something to look forward to. Danny’s smile didn’t fade as he lifted the phone from the pillow to hand back to Jazz, who then returned it to Alfred. He ended up rolling over and laying there for a little longer, which made Jazz giggle and run her fingers through his hair for a bit. It was comfortable, and at least he wasn’t so tired he fell asleep right after waking up.

“...Alfred made some more of the broth you got last night. Do you want to try some more?” Jazz eventually asked when Danny finally managed to keep his eyes open and focus on things.

Danny considered how he felt before answering, and ended up nodding. “These help,” he admitted, pointing to the anti nausea patch behind his ear. It was enough confirmation for Jazz to move to help him sit up, stuffing all the pillows she could behind him when he was upright so he wouldn’t have to worry about spilling. The broth really did taste good, despite only being slightly warmer than room temperature. He found that if he only took small sips, and waited awhile between them he didn’t end up with his stomach wanting to revolt again. Maybe eventually he’d want a fat burger again, but for now this was enough.

He soon learned that he hadn’t woken up until after 10:00 am, but while that felt weird to hear he eventually realized there was nothing wrong with it. Apparently the others had been out all morning, Stephanie having come to get them since it was a holiday for her school. Not that her attendance was stellar anyway with all the mishaps she ended up in during the daytime, but it helped convince Bruce to let her carry on. She’d even managed to drag Dick and Barbara to join them. And that and the phonecall earlier led to Dick being the one to burst into the bedroom shortly after noon with the bags he’d promised over the phone.

“Head’s up!” Dick called as the only warning before he tossed a new t-shirt over Danny’s head.

“Dick!” Barbara scolded mildly, having only heard how Danny was doing and not completely sure he was up for being harassed.

To her surprise Danny just snorted. “It’s fine. It’s just a shirt,” he excused, pulling the t-shirt off his face and spreading it where he could see. While Dick grinned triumphantly at Barbara before turning to watch Danny expectantly, Danny quickly read the text on the shirt and promptly half choked on a snort. “HAHAHAHA H-,” he erupted with full on laughter, wheezing as he tried to vocalize the text. “I have - PFFFF HAHAHA - so many prob- HHHHH Jazz,” he howled and wheezed, turning the shirt so his sister could see the astronaut image surrounded by the text ‘Houston, I have so many problems’.

“Oh-.... Ohhhhh that’s great,” Jazz grimaced, giving a thumbs up as the content of the shirt was enough to dampen her own joy over seeing Danny laughing so openly. Considering his current situation, Danny probably thought it was rather fitting.

“I’m so upset we were right that he would love that,” Sam grumbled with a shake of her head.

“I think it’s great,” Danielle chimed in, though not laughing quite as much as Danny since she’d already seen everything.

“Of course you do,” Tucker sighed.

“I have more!” Dick took that as a chance to continue, plopping on the bed and digging out another shirt to pass over to Danny.

“Oh no, I’m leaving. Have fun,” Tucker groaned, quickly heading out the door partially to get away from what he had a feeling was going to be a terrible session of puns and bad jokes, and partially to take care of his own haul. Sam was quick to follow his lead, dragging Danielle after them so she didn’t skip out on helping.

As Danny excitedly held up the next shirt another honk laugh escaped him, though not quite as uproarious as the first. “HA! Just need space. Classic,” he complimented, lowering the shirt to his lap and looking up at Dick again to see if he had more.

“This was the last shirt they had, but if you want more puns after I have plenty to give,” Dick complied, handing the final printed shirt over to Danny.

It took Danny a second to realize the graphic of the earth was suggested to be spinning, staring at the conversation between the characterized moon and their own planet. The moon was asking what the earth was doing, and the earth responded ‘Making everyone’s day’, and as soon as the joke clicked in Danny’s head he was almost crying with laughter again. He didn’t even notice Stephanie joyfully recording both of them.

“Give me what else you have,” Danny requested after getting his breath back, reaching out to tug on Dick’s arm. It felt good to laugh. Even if it hurt his ribs, hurt the still healing burns on his chest, it felt good to just sit and laugh about something stupid. He didn’t want to give it up just yet, and it seemed Dick had actually planned for this in the past few hours after learning Danny loved puns too.

“Alright, get comfy ‘cause I have got a real gemstore to show you,” Dick agreed eagerly, squirming up onto the bed next to Danny and getting comfortable as well where they could both look at his phone. He had a folder saved just for collecting his favorites.

Danny was quick to settle into place wedged against Dick’s side, quickly reading and giggling or outright barking more laughter as they flipped through the saved images of jokes ranging from ‘I’m more confused than a chameleon in a bag of skittles’ to ‘astronomers got tired of waiting for the sun to go down, so they decided to call it a day’. Throughout the scrolling and varying degrees of laughter at the jokes, Danny even added some of his own that he remembered after seeing some of the others. 

Eventually their session was interrupted by Damian pausing at the doorway, getting their attention with a light knock.

“Pennyworth would like to know if you would prefer supper in the study once more,” the youngest Wayne informed, and waited for the response.

“Who…?” was what Danny ended up responding with, having not heard people’s last names yet.

“Alfred. Damian calls everyone by their last names,” Dick thankfully supplied, earning a small noise of understanding from Danny. It wasn’t hard to tell the hours and hours of jokes had worn him out, but he seemed quite content so Dick didn’t feel bad. “You’ve upgraded to the couch already though? Hell yeah.”

The comment made Danny snort again, though he also had to grimace at Dick incredulously. “What kind of lifestyle do you people live?” he asked before giving a quick answer to Damian. “Here is fine for today. If that’s okay.”

“Why wouldn’t it be? Your recovery is of utmost importance to those in this household. If supper in bed will facilitate that, then it is of no consequence to anything else,” Damian responded easily, giving them a nod before leaving to report back to Alfred.

“Eh. We’ve had our fair share of injuries through the years,” Dick admitted to Danny’s question, lifting a finger to tap the small bandage on his own forehead once. “Enough that a knife wound is more like a papercut,” he half joked.

Danny snickered at the response, but wasn’t sure how he really felt about it. Was it really a good thing to be so used to being hurt that they seemed to have started making a game out of things relating to it? Maybe it was just something so inevitable for people like them, that they’d just had to make the most of it in the best way they knew how.

“Does it…,” Danny found himself speaking before he’d fully committed to the question in his mind. He had half the thought to retract his half voiced question, but opted instead to complete it. “Does it ever get to be too much?”

The question made Dick recognize a little more about what state of mind Danny was in, and his brows furrowed in concern before he eventually brought the smile back. “All the time,” he admitted. “Especially when you get all these meta humans and aliens involved. But… it’s too hard to stop.”

For a moment Danny had forgotten that the others, aside from Duke, didn’t have any special abilities that weren’t common for a regular human. It must be very stressful for them to have to deal with people like him that ended up rogue. But also, hearing someone else admit that they too, sometimes, only kept going because it was too hard for them to stop brought Danny a strange kind of bitter comfort. Maybe they were just all doomed together.

But, even if they were, at least he had company.

“...Thanks,” Danny chose to respond, relaxing a little more heavily into the pillows. The laughter had felt good, but the exhaustion and aches didn’t. “For all the jokes. I loved them.”

Dick could only grin fondly, reaching out to ruffle Danny’s hair after sitting upright. “No problem, kid. Anytime you need some more, just let me know.”

“Does that mean I can have your number after I get my phone back?”

Dick could only snort, having not expected that question. “Sure. We’ll figure something out for the whole interdimensional communication thing. I’m sure someone has already figured it out,” he chuckled, scooting to the edge of the bed to get ready to join the others at dinner.

Danny could only hum in acknowledgement, content with that answer, and let Dick leave to get his own food. Having someone to appreciate good jokes with was something to look forward to at least.

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Iiiii struggled a lil with this one too =3= But there were some notes I needed to be mentioned before getting too far along.

Thank you for whoever sent me some puns though XDD they really helped. I love puns, but I'm terrible at coming up with any or even remembering them.

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[seoktized]

please please PLEASEEEEEE 55 79 85 with matthew uhhhhhh maybe 6 36 71 in there too they're optional but the first three REALLY get me going aausuusydghsdjdjksk (you don't understand what my brain did when i got ur post notif ohmygof)

“where do you want me to touch you?” - “down there…” - “you have to say the word” / “use my thigh” / "you can take it like a good girl, right?" / “you’re fucking soaked” / “that looks too big”

“where do you want me to touch you, baby?” matthew purred. he looked irresistible right now, his muscles swollen from his previous workout, sweat dripping down his neck.

matthew waited for your response while eye fucking you— who was wearing a pretty sports bra that made your tits pop.

“down there, matt…” you mumbled, a bit embarrassed to tell him.

he shook his head, a smirk on his face, “you have to say the word.” your eyes widened, silently begging matthew to take a hint and help you out, but he didn’t budge.

“want you to touch my pussy.” you turned your head to the side, avoiding eye contact. matthews hands that were on your thighs squeezed them softly before trailing up to your clothed cunt, rubbing a thumb over it.

“please don’t tease, matt!” you whined, grabbing his hand and hooking it on the waistband of your shorts. he chuckled before pushing you off his lap to rid you of your shorts, revealing your soaked panties.

“you’re fucking soaked, doll.” he pulled you back onto his lap, this time sitting you on one of his thighs. “bet it hurts doesn’t it baby? i’ll give you what you want if you use my thigh first.” he said, slowly pulling your hips to drag your cunt across his thigh.

you whined before rocking your hips, your pussy drenching his thigh with your slick. matthew watched your face contort in pleasure as you got off on his thigh. his lips found your neck, kissing the skin gently.

you cried out, the pleasure making your brain hazy and matthew was in awe. he flexed his thigh slightly, causing you to double over onto his shoulder, gripping tightly.

“mmph— please matt..” you moaned, feeling your thighs start to burn. matthew noticed your pace start to slow and the hands on your hips helped you grind again this thigh.

a few more drags across his thigh triggered your orgasm, moaning into his chest. “that’s it baby.. so good for me.” he let you ride out your orgasm, his hands massaging your hips.

when you managed to catch your breath, you lifted your head from his chest, looking up at him with hazy eyes.

“you got one more in you, pretty girl?” he asked, hand coming up to caress your jaw. he smiled when you nodded before helping you up off the gym bench to get his shorts and boxers off.

you watched as his cock sprung out, slapping against his stomach. “that looks too big..” you said, thinking out loud. matthew’s eyebrow quirked,

“you can take it like a good girl, right?” his hand wrapped around his cock, stroking gently.

matthew took your hand, pulling you to lay down on the bench. he lined his cock with your entrance, before slowly thrusting into your awaiting cunt. the stretch made your eyes roll back, both you and matthew moaning loudly.

“so fuckin’ tight—fuck—!” he groaned. you tapped his shoulder, giving him the green light.

“right there, matt!” you screamed, nails raking down his back. matthew’s lips met yours in a messy kiss as you felt your second orgasm nearing.

matthew pulled out before thrusting back in, his hips snapping against yours quickly. you cried out, his cock hitting your spot with every thrust.

“matt, ‘m close!” you cried, matthew’s hand went down to your clit, rubbing circles on the bundle of nerves.

“go ahead, baby, cum on my cock.” he encouraged. he watched as your eyes rolled back, your back arching against his chest. matthew groaned as he came, his cum spurting deep into your pussy <3

[gaymurdersalad]

[ HOWDY Y’ALL! WE INTERRUPT THIS PROGRAM FOR A FUN BROADCAST!

If you haven’t noticed, it’s pride month! That means we’re legally allowed to be gay for an entire month before we have to disappear into our burrows once more! To celebrate the occasion, I decided to do a fun little pride post! ]

[ I’ve gathered all the little fuckers in The Void to poke and prod at them like zoo animals. In other words, I figure they all have some neat identities and wouldn’t mind being interrogated in honor of pride month. I’ll go ahead and turn it over to them, but I’ll say now, no matter how much they kick and scream, I am definitely NOT holding them at gunpoint! This workspace is… definitely OSHA approved. Don’t let them tell you otherwise. Have attem! ]

> This is fucking stupid. Stop waving that gun at me. I’m talking.

> My identity isn’t anything special. I’m just some guy who decided he was a guy way later than everyone else did. I don’t really give a damn what pronouns people use on me because usually they just end up avoiding me at all costs or scampering away like frightened animals.

> I’m bisexual, is that anything? But, like, only bisexual in a sexual way. I could not fucking fathom living a long prosperous life with anyone. How the hell are you supposed to enjoy someone for that long? Getting married seems like a scam. I bet it is. I bet it’s like the invention of Valentine’s Day for greeting card companies. You’re not actually supposed to be in love with someone for that long, it just doesn’t seem possible.

> … My marriage with Dave does not count, that wasn’t an officiated wedding. I’m fairly certain he fished those rings out of a water fountain and pawned his dress off a hooker. I do vividly recall dumpster diving for my tuxedo.

> Uhhhhhh wuh? Hmmmm, I’onno what the hell I am, Old Sport! Fuck!

> Shit, I guess I like everyone. A hole’s a hole. Why the fuck would I discriminate? I think I got a preference for men though! They’re so fuckin’ easy to romance! Unless they’re the likes of Sportsy, then it’s the hardest goddamn thing you’ll ever seduce. He gets real gay when he’s on acid, but then again, I get real gay on cocaine. Man, our wedding was immaculate. Imma tell our kids about it one day!

> Likewise, I’ll be any gender you fuckin’ want me to be. I got like, pocket gender, I can just whip it out on request. Want me to be a dude? Fuck yeah, alright. Want me to be a pretty lady? No goddamn problem at all! I can be both at the same time or one more than the other— who gives a shit? I’m just havin’ fun.

> Good fucking lord, really? That shotgun does not scare me, you orange fool—

> … I have a complicated identity. As any other living organism does.

> I have found that over the years I do not experience sexual attraction and that I experience little to no romantic attraction. I only recall feeling romantically attracted to one person in my entire life. I doubt it will happen again. > And it may seem, uhm... Embarrassing, but I do deviate from your traditional "man's man". In laymen's terms, I do not feel particularly drawn to being male. I am very certain I was born with the intention of being a man, but my mind has refused to accept it. I am not sure why. Instead of feeling like a proper bloke, I feel rather empty. If I could have it my way, I would be some... human silhouette rather than a full fledged man. I do not know. This is idiotic. > I cringe every time someone addresses me in a masculine way. I wish I could simply have no pronouns. I can deal with them because I am indeed a grown ass... person, but I just wish it were not so. Whatever. I am done complaining.

> Oh! That’s very simple, this is really easy.

> I literally don’t have anything going for me at all.

> What with the entire fabric of time being on my shoulders and all, I don’t even think about gender or romance much. I do love being a girl! It’s one of the things I miss most about being alive, actually. Pretty dresses, playing with makeup in the bathroom, trying to curl my hair without burning my scalp— I mean, it sounds horrendous sometimes, but you can’t beat it. Feeling alive and content in your own skin. Just one of those precious things that spawned from the chance of life.

> … Uhm, Uhhh… Men.

> Yeah. I Like Them. I Think… Yes, I Could Probably Date A Man Or Two. I Don’t Know, Employee, Why Did You Pull Me Out Here? You Know I Have Copious Paperwork To Do! Some @$!# $#*@ Kid Just Fell Into The Ball Pit And Got Mauled Jaws-Style And His Parents Are Really Grilling Us For It. Dumb&@#*s, It’s Not My Fault Their Kid Heeded The Call Of The Sirens. I Swear, This Job Is Going To Kill Me Or Force My Hand Into Becoming The Next Purple Guy—

> extremely in love with my wife and my gender!

> it was actually very cute how we met, employee. have i ever told you? heh heh, we met in highschool. she was on the football team and i was a cheerleader, can you believe that? oh, i was head over heels for her instantly. she was strong, she was quick thinking, she was so hecking beautiful, employee… i never got to tell her how i felt while we were in highschool, but we were good friends. very good friends. come a few years later, some old buddies of ours want to have a get together and dish it out like old times… go vandalize and drive off into the sunset in the back of a pickup truck sipping on horrendously cheap beer and laughing off our university work or our jobs. when i get to our spot, though, i see her. i’d recently wised up to my gender, y’know, had my hair cut and fresh scars on my chest, so suffice to say i looked nothing like i did when i cheered for her during football season. she’d done the same, employee— she grew out her hair to the middle of her back in such beautiful dark curls, her bangs tied back so every inch of her perfect face could glimmer underneath the neon lights of the derelict bowling alley we’d found ourselves in. she looked at me, and i sensed instant recognition. she smiled through her bright red lipgloss and rushed up to me, wrapping me up in a hug, and i swear, she hadn’t lost any of those muscles— almost broke my ribs!

> the rest of the night, we were so… comfortable together. sure, during highschool we were close, but without saying a single word about what happened to us between then and now, we understood, and employee— i think it brought us closer. it was around three in the morning while we sat around a bonfire with the rest of our buddies when she layed her head on my shoulder and i felt an unfathomable warmth. i knew i wanted her for the rest of my life.

> … i just love her so much, employee.

> oh ok

> its rlly whatever. any pronouns any gender anybody who wants me. who cares

> oh i do have a preference for girls. theyre pretty. if you disagree u are not blessed enough to be loved by gods best creation and ur pissed about it. i can tell

> what if i was actually catholic would that be fucked up or what

> …

> … I cannot… physically stress how abhorrent sexuality is to me. What… What an utterly damning notion. Someone’s greedy hands cursing you and plaguing your with their own dirty human desires. How disrespectful. How… invasive. Why on Earth would it be my responsibility to supply someone with something to love? Am I really subject to whatever the hell people think of me? Whether they “love” me or perceive me as some… some man, some object of attraction? Disgusting.

> If I could shed every trace of a sex or gender from my loathed corpse, I would. Often times I lay awake at night and consider skinning myself for the hell of it. I’ve related this to David and he said I sounded “fuckin’ insane”. Stupid bastard. I want to be a skeleton. I wanna be a fucking skeleton! Pretty and thin and not alive whatsoever! God damn this accursed body and its… rancid flesh and unidentifiable mystery goop. Ugh. Ugh!!!! God, the biggest blight on my “life” was being cursed with gender!

> I was born as a female which was just laughably wrong, then I recall amending that and trying to become a man, but none of it worked. All of it sucked. All of it was wretched. The ideal form is a ghost or ghoul or skeletal figure. You can’t romance a ghost or ghoul or skeletal figure. Can’t have sex with that. Unless you’re really, really determined. I don’t think even David could be that serious about his sexuality.

> … I… Hope. Oh dear. Oh god, I really am unsafe from the horrors of this world. God, I wish that bear had taken me out before I showed him to his grave.

[shroomishthecuck]

Hi.

I'm working on an RPG inspired by Paper Mario and Mario & Luigi centered around holidays.

I don't have much to show for it right now, but I'm gonna start doing devlogs to document my progress.

I'm mainly doing this to draw more attention to the game and get advice and such, and also because I just like sharing stuff I make :)

(The advice part would be greatly appreciated btw, I'm basically a beginner when it comes to game dev)

I'm going to be making this game on Godot btw, and I'll basically be learning it as I go along.

I'll try to do devlogs once a week (so every Tuesday), but if I feel like I can't keep up, I might change it to once a month.

(This schedule is also to keep me accountable because I'll be embarrassed as hell if I go a whole week and have nothing new to show for it)

Starting with next week's devlog I'll actually have images of my progress to go with it but for now I basically have nothing.

Anyway uhhhhhh goodbye I'll probably post art and story stuff between devlogs btw

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Something I do that seems cringe but isn't:

All my OCs are PopStars in my head

(a project in normalizing my neurodivergent behaviors - I talk about my maladaptive daydreaming habits and hyphantasia. I try and talk about behaviors I've never seen anyone discuss)

All of my OCs are musically inclined. All of them can play music or sing or something. Especially the girls. Why?

Cause they're PopStars. All of them.

Am I the only one who does this?I'm SO curious.

This how they be in my head I'm so deadass

I like to listen to music a lot while daydreaming. It's a huge daydream trigger, especially for my hyphantasia.

And I can daydream full length music videos with outfits and sets and themes without much effort at all.

And I do it ALL THE TIME. WITHOUT MEANING TO. I don't even think about it at this point.

I can tell which character sings what part, and when a certain singer sings a line in the song, the appropriate character will take center in the music 'video'.

There's chereographed dancing, outfit changes. Like a constant popstar AU.

I've done this for years. And at this point I don't have to think about it.

If anything I do it to relax, it's like turning off my brain vhhvhohococ and I'll just sit there and do it for like thirty minutes straight lol

And honestly THAT'S SO FUCKING COOL I MEAN writing it out right now it sounds almost fake but I promise there is a VH1 Top 20 Music Video Countdown show going on every time I listen to music

I find it's really helpful even when I'm not doing it.

It helps at keeping characters different, because I'm seeing them as if I was looking at the Spice Girls, with each woman needing their own style, attitude, vocal strength

Certain characters have a certain tone of voice - so if I imagine a character as an alto, from then on they can only really appear in songs with altos.

Some songs go to certain characters based on personality and lyrics and beat

I have playlists of 'albums' each girl group would sing.

Each group has a name too, sometimes the albums even have names.

And this is my brains default music mode. As a kid I remember having an ipod nano and sitting on the long subway rides listening to music and doing this for like an hour straight.

RIGHT NOW:

The main group is named Dianne (can be pronounced Di-anne or Di-An-Ne)

It's a musical duo of my OCs Disco-Spider Diane and her varient Annie - also named Diane, hence the name. (I haven't posted Annie yet but I'm gonna talk about her anyway because you'll get the jist right it's no biggie)

Their current album: Perfect Package EP

Top song: I Am - Baby Tate (feat. Flo Milli)

other songs: Area Codes - Kaliii, Vroom Vroom - Charli XCX, BRAT - Chrissy Chlapecka, Down Boy - No Angels

Concept: Bratz (Diane) vs Barbie (Annie)

Annie's outfits:

Solid and bright solids and checkered patterns - mod style

Diane's outfits:

Scantily clad Courtney Love DiscoPunk

DO YOU SEE THE VISION

Umm. This is kinda embarrassing for me to talk about that's the point to make it not embarrassing

But it's like something so personal and writing it out it's RIDICULOUS how detailed it is butuhhh ISN'T IT COOL TOO anyway uhhhhhh :)

Does anyone do this too. Or like.......

yeah HERE HOBIE.

BYE.

[butchnavi]

tell me smth i missed out on jn the past couple months while I was away

uhhhhhh let us c

I locked myself out of tumblr for a month from the sheer heartache of missing you

I started a comic starring some of my mutuals 😻 but I didn't finish even one ep because I got busy

college started and is actually pretty great for once

MAI IS BACK

tumblr became obsessed with hatsune miku from different everywhere and im kinda obsessed with it tbh

my wife and my sister met and also broke up and then my sister (and my other sister) dumped me on raksha bandhan so now I hate her <3

my loser worstie daniel pulled a miles edgeworth and this blog briefly became a joke daniel hate account and I even wrote a fic calling him out to text me back on ao3 (I miss him) (is this truly rock bottom for me)

another one of my tumblr besties is now going to the same college as one my irl besties now lmao (that makes two of them now)

I met tusers brokenbackmountain and timetravellingkitty!!! and it was awesome highlight of the year fr

oh yeah I haven't shut up about my queen niki zefanya for the past 5 months. her new album buzz bangs

debate bros are sucking the life out of me

got into ace attorney

omg I made art for this book I loved and the author noticed and wrote me a super heartfelt thank you!!!

oh yeah I think (I'm not sure it's confusing) I have developed an extremely embarrassing crush but I refuse to post about it for Reasons™️ lmao (I have humiliated myself enough by cosplaying allos on the internet for a lifetime)

so that's some stuff that happened off the top of my head lol. boops you

OH YEAH and I finally met my sister's boyfriend and he loves me:)

[estrellami-1]

I saw your post and I decided, why not? I've never done this before! (I'm no good at thinking of prompts). Currently I have one thing on my mind: Good Omens. And maybe this is weird to ask, but could you maybe take a scene from it and steddie-fy it? I don't care who's who.

There's a scene, which is my personal favorite, where Crowley asks Aziraphale to hang out after having dinner, and Aziraphale, with a soft voice and a longing look, says "You go too fast for me, Crowley."

And of course the "just a little demonic miracle of my own" scene. That ones a bit longer to explain, so I'd search it up for a better experience. This is the one all of us, including the author, speculate is when Aziraphale realized he was in love with Crowley.

Uhhhhhh yeah peace out ✌

Okay yes I know exactly what you’re talking about, I’ve seen the show and I’ve read the book (more than once actually lol) BUT it’s been forever and right now I’m not remembering anything besides the vaguest outline of the scene in the forest, when he starts going by Crowley. And then a few random scenes that I had to look up 😩 strangely enough I couldn’t find the “you go too fast for me, Crowley” scene anywhere which SUCKS because now I need to see it just to see it 😂

Also side note I would LOVE to Steddify the entire thing, I feel like Nancy would make a great Anathema, and Robin would be a fantastic Madame Tracy, esp considering the fact that Aziraphale/Steve (that’s what I’m imagining, at least) literally inhabits her body. And there’s even a Party what with Adam and them! I’m thinking Dustin as Adam, Max as Pepper, Will as Wensleydale, and Mike as Brian.

Anyways. Yes I love this a lot, thank you 😂

“Didn’t you have a flaming sword?” Eddifer asks, tilting his head

“Uh- oh, uh-” Steve stutters. It’s embarrassing, angels don’t stutter, but he’s caught wrong-footed, not sure he did the right thing anymore, and with Eddifer looking at him like that-

“You did! It was flaming like anything,” Eddifer says triumphantly. “Lost it already, have we?”

“I… gave it away,” Steve mumbles.

“You what?” Eddifer asks incredulously.

“I gave it away!” He shouts.

Eddifer looks at him for a second. Blinks. Looks away.

Steve’s left with a feeling he did something right. It’s more comforting than it should be, coming from a demon.

~~~~~~~~

Steve tilts his head. “Is that you under there, Eddifer?”

“‘S Eddie,” he grumps, lifting his helmet and sighing. “‘S Alright, lads, I know him.” He shakes his head. “What the heaven are you doing here?”

“I could ask the same of you!”

~~~~~~~~

“Animals,” Steve hisses, locked in a dungeon. This is a pickle if ever there was one.

“Animals don’t kill each other with clever machines, Angel, only humans do that.”

“Eddie,” he says, can’t help the excitement in his voice. Then he sees what Eddie’s wearing. “Oh, good Lord.”

Eddie’s lounging against the wall, arms crossed, looking Steve up and down. “What the deuce are you doing, locked up in the Bastille? I thought you were opening up a bookshop!”

“I was! I got… peckish.”

“Peckish,” Eddie parrots flatly.

Steve huffs. “Well if you must know, it was the crepes. Can’t get decent ones anywhere but Paris.”

“Angel,” Eddie says, “you’re really something else.”

Steve can’t quite figure out if that’s a compliment or not.

~~~~~~~~

“Y’know,” Steve says, almost certain Eddie’s going to push him up against a wall again for it. It’s half the reason he says it. “I think, deep down, you really are quite a nice person.”

Eddie doesn’t push him up against a wall, only smirks into his drink. “Only because you’re just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing.”

[concubi-thoughts]

ALL OF THEM!!!!!!!!

ASSHOLE MAKING ME DO EM ALL. Under the cut so people don't gotta see a huge post lmao.

1. do you personally identify as a lee, ler or switch? what about tickling makes you feel one or the other?

Oh I'm a pure switch, I'll bounce off what someone else is feeling. But also I'm a sadist so give me an ounce of weakness and you're dead.

2. have you ever been tickled irl? was it by accident or on purpose?

Many times on purpose, I need it or I'll die.

3. would you prefer punishment or reward tickles?

Punishment by a LONG shot, it's way hotter and I'm a dickhead so I'll probably annoy you enough to cause it.

4. what kind of teasing gets to you most/what kind of teasing is your favorite to dish out?

As a lee, anything degrading really. It fucks with my head and makes it way worse. As a ler, I looooove pointing out how helpless and sensitive you are, mapping your spots and making sure you know I know them.

5. what does it take to make you flustered about tickling?

I'm generally not the most expressive person? So the fact that I'm laughing and I can't fucking stop it is really embarrassing and flustering when I'm usually so put together.

6. are you easily able to admit you like it?

No. If you try make me admit it ill try to bite you.

7. have you ever told someone outside of this community about tickling?

Lmao yes, once or twice by accident and also ill tell people if I'm drunk and they ask about kinks.

8. what's your favorite thing about being tickled/tickling someone?

Being tickled? The loss of control, how good the sensation feels. Tickling someone? The power trip, seeing what cute noises I can get out of them, testing each and every spot till I've mapped you out.

9. what's your laugh like?

Description from my boyfriend @suggestivevibes : "Well sometimes if it’s lighter stuff it’s all breathy and if I’m being squeezy and squishy it’s really giggly! But my favourite is when I get a really bad spot and you have to bury your head into the pillow cause you’re laughing so hard and it’s very cute!".

10. favorite spot to be tickled/to tickle?

Uhhhhhh. Nobody look. Love my thighs cause they're the worst. To tickle, tummy or underarms.

11. lees, would you prefer to be tied up or free in a session? lers, would you prefer a lee tied up or free in a session?

As a lee I'm big on being totally helpless. The tighter I'm tied up the better. As a ler, I love having someone tied and helpless but I also fuckin looooooove manhandling someone and tickling them till they're weak.

12. if you could be tickled by/tickle anyone (real or a fictional character!) who would you choose?

Fearne Calloway from Critical Role, easy answer.

13. wake up or before bed tickles?

Wake up.

14. do you like being teased? do you like dishing out teasing?

Is it even tickling if there's no teasing involved tbh??

15. who's someone in this community that you would love to meet or get to know better?

Uhhhhhh I've def enjoyed chatting to @tk-j lately! And @jordanswitches seems super cool and I love their blog so hey shout out to you, free promo lmao

16. do you have any uncommon spots/have you ever discovered any on someone else? where was it?

Uhhhhh collarbones is one. Also palms of my hands and between my thumb and forefinger lmao.

17. do you remember how old you were when you first realized you liked tickling?

God pretty young I'd say. I remember watching scenes on YouTube that I'd seen on tv from a young age. Probably around 12 when I realised it was a kink?

18. how comfortable are you with talking about tickling? why do you feel that way?

Definitely a lot more comfortable now! But I will still be faux angry about having to admit anything to do with it lmao.

19. what's your personal worst spot? what's your favorite "death spot" you'd wreck someone with?

Not that it's anyone's business nor should they use this against me, but right at the top of my inner thighs will make me scream bloody murder. Funnily enough that's ALSO my fav spot on others, thighs are just good.

20. are there any spots you personally find underrated? where are they?

Oh behind the knees easy. Everyone I've tried it on freaks the fuck out and it's so little talked about.

22. soft cuddly tickles or rough more intense tickles?

Both have their place, I love both! Rn while I'm cozy in bed, soft and playful. If I'm horny then obviously intense as me or my lee can handle lmao.

23. are there any tickle scenes you've seen that have stuck with you? what were they from?

I remember as a kid being FASCINATED by science shows that investigated tickling, none specific I remember but I'd play em in my head on loop.

24. upper or lower body tickles?

Is middle an option? Thighs and hips? Probably upper lmao.

25. is there's a specific position you'd like to be tickled in/tickle someone in? why that position in particular?

For me I'd love to be in like an x frame or some shit, whatever can hold me down best. But I would LOVE to have someone in stocks, they're by far the hottest bondage device.

26. do you have any "unpopular opinions" about tickling that you'd like to share?

Oh so many I'm a hater at heart. But to not go full hater lmao I'll say that I LOVE when a lee has body hair. It's hot as fuck and ill immediately tickle wherever it is.

28. is it difficult for you to be put in a lee/ler/ switch mood? what can make you feel that way?

No its the easiest thing in the world. If you wanna put me in a lee mood a vaguely detailed tease will do it. As a ler, if I see an exposed tickle spot I'm frothing at the mouth.

29. do you ever have tickle dreams? do you remember any that you've had if so?

All the fuckin time and then I wake up in a mood lmao. I think the most recent was being stuck hanging from something and below me something was tickling me to make me fall.

30. are you a fan of the idea of tools? which ones would you be up to trying if you are?

Oh I love the idea of tools, wish I had more. The temptation to buy that custom made tickle tool thing I keep seeing.........

31. AND FINALLY. do you believe in the tickle monster? what do you think they look like/appear as?

Idk but if some creature that can change it's shape to best tickle me to insanity DOES exist and isn't getting me rn then it's a bitch.

[first-witch]

So your favorite thing your girlfriend does it crush you, what’s your second favorite thing?

Uhhhhhh, nothing. Everything she does are my favorite things.

Some of them include:

Kissing me

Helping me sleep eight hours

Telling me to not worry

Playing with my hair

Hugging me and cuddling me

Making sure I eat enough

Sharing her music with me

Asking me about my interests

Telling me she loves me

Being adorable and flustered when I complement her a lot

Helping me through programming problems

Letting me help her with programming problems

Giving me praise

Posting funny gifs

Watching anime with me

Playing games with me

Holding my hand on walks

Taking me out to walk under the stars at night

Making cute noises when I make her flustered and embarrassed

Helping me work through my anxiety and figure out what I actually need to worry about

And literally everything else :3

[pinkmoonflowers]

im sorry sometimes i forget im a real human person on the real human people website and someone will like something i posted one million years ago and im like. oh maybe i should check how my blog looks rn like how the vibes are with my posts. uhhhhhh its weird. its bad its umm. im embarrassed now sorry lol

[yuukei-yikes]

can we get uhhhhhh some hibiya thoughts

yes. yes. yes. i fucking love hibiya. he's LITERALLY A LITTLE GUY when i got into kagepro he was one of my faves actually cuz he was the closest to my age at the time. i was 13… im 22 now! lol thats not weird at all *eye twitch* sry ive been weird abt the passage of time lately. erm wait this isnt my therapy session <- doesnt go to therapy

HIBIYA. LITTLE GUY. my thoughts on him………honestly, i recently reread all the novels and god his intro chapters were HARD to read. all the creepy stuff abt hiyori yknow. i was cringing so hard. i kinda wanna ignore it bc i'd rather do that with the weird bits kagepro has to offer, but not to get rid of it completely. like id take away hibiyas whole thing abt a collection of hiyori pics but still keep the aspect of him that worships her. and how that dynamic would COMPLETELY go away post str.

post str hibiya is VERY different from how he started out. i mean. 10 year old timeloop…. he hasn't grown at all mentally like he has to process all this with his 12 year old brain, but going through all he did he just kinda looks at things rly differently now. not obsessed with hiyori, for one…. and she's also different to him. their relationship changes drastically bc now they both respect each other LOL listen i know im annoying with my codependent relationship headcanons but… eyes hibiya and hiyori

these bitches are 12. spent 10 years watching each other die over and over and literally die for each other. AND THEN THEY GET EACH OTHER BACK? ERM. yeah theyre NOT letting go of each other. its not so much codependency as much as it is awful awful awful separation anxiety. god are there any fics of hibiya and hiyori going back home and having a breakdown at having to separate and go to their own houses (bc in the city they were living together so it doesnt hit that they need to separate until they go home)???

hiyori would still be kinda bitchy and bossy but definitely not horrible to hibiya. and also her attitude hits different when she's also always holding his hand and refusing to go anywhere without him and throwing tantrums when any of the dan members even imply any activity that would require to separate them. and she wouldnt rly be embarrassed abt it i think hiyori would be super open and vocal abt HIBIYA HAS TO BE WITH ME ALL THE TIME !!!!!! and hibiya isnt even flustered hes just like *NODDING NODDING NODDING* bc he's the same with her. girl… SEPARATION ANXIETY HIBIHIYO<3 mekadan so sick in the head <3 they have 78 undiagnosed mental illnesses <3

not to make it abt my future headcanons of psych major hibiya but. new generations man. hibiya is 10000% the one in the dan going like GUYS WHAT HAPPENED TO US WAS SOOOO MESSED UP and everyone's like lol yeah !!!! and he's like DONT LOL ABOUT THIS IM FUCKING SERIOUS??? especially since he's such a fucking outsider to everything like everyone else's been experiencing all these tragedies since they were born and he just kinda. had a normal life before? and like i said NEW GENERATIONS MAN THEYRE PSYCHOANALYSING THEMSELVES AND EVERYONE AROUND THEM…. the dan is so used to this shit that they kinda lmao rock and roll thru it and hibiyas like NO. NO. NO. EVERYONE. THERAPY. NOW!!!!!! it becomes his special interest he starts getting all into psychology and when he comes back to the city for his visits suddenly he's diagnosing everyone with stuff and the dans like *shaking* MAKE THE KID SHUT UP also realises he has separation anxiety with hiyori and works on it. hiyori is surprisingly the one most terrified of letting go. and like i said…. 10 year long time loop being processed in a 12/13 year old brain.. hibiya is SUPER self aware. he makes sure of it

ok and. heh. haruka. THE WHOLE HIBIYA HIYORI AND HARUKA THING COULD BE ITS OWN POST… SO… IM LEAVING IT HERE CUZ THIS IS ALREADY SUPER LONG but im just gonna say. hibiya's IN DENIAL of konoha being gone. he keeps expecting haruka to go away. hibiya THINKS he's super mature, and he is for his age bc of all this shit and his willingness to understand his problems and everyone else's. and everyone else also think he is mature, but this is just something he can't stop being a 12 year old about. his friend is gone! WHY does it have to be gone!?!? especially in an ending where hiyori is back. if she wasnt, then he'd be more accepting of the losses bc there were 2 both konoha and hiyori and like it becomes another whole thing abt letting go and mourning but if she is back…everything is supposed to be perfect!! everyone made it back!! why couldn't konoha? why does it have to be gone? its not fair! he doesnt care this haruka was the body's true owner!! konoha was his friend! it also deserved to live as much as this haruka guy!!! why is HE more important!!!?!?!?!? and he just. he's just insanely immature abt it. and he knows he is but truth is he's just really fucking sad and regretful about konoha being gone. i could also talk about hiyori and harukas feelings abt it but heheh yeah this is super long. erm. hibiyita el chiquito <3 hibiya throwing a tantrum in front of the whole dan abt how it isnt fair and how he wishes haruka would just die. LMAO. he is 12. if anyone has fic commissions open Eye eye

also erm wholesome one before i end it. he makes little miniature dolls of the whole dan<3 he's BAD at typing on his new smartphone but since he lives away hes always texting in the gc<3 he gets super into mobile games<3 amongus fan hibiya asking all his grownup friends with jobs and no time for amongus if anyone can play with him<3 they do bc theyre busy but there will always be time to amongus with friends<3

[raidahblossom]

hi cherry its me jan!! did you leave twitter yet whats going down over there

Hi Jan!!!!!! Surprisingly no- somehow I'm still on that hellscape app despite everything! Hmmmm- what's happened recently???? Uhhhhhh oh yes! Twitter is now called X and the logo is literally just an X from a font in black and white, blue checks got so embarrassing they gave a feature to hide them, they're trying to get users to verify their accounts with IDs (which will no doubt get leaked) and also they've actually implemented a limit on messaging and tweets- so basically, I hate it there and am only there for Thomas Sanders and aesthetic posts- oh and the one mutual I talk to on there!

Any doodles- how are you good friend??? :D

[bamboo1920]

… could I ask what’s inspired the moby dick posting because I genuinely kept scrolling past posts about moby dick and being like dude why’s everyone talking about- wait is it all one guy. And then scrolled back up to confirm yes it’s all one guy LOL

Uhhhhhh I just really love Moby Dick…

That’s the first part. The second is that I have never considered there would be an audience of other people on tumblr who would enjoy and make posts about Moby dick. The third is that it was very late at night and I searched Moby dick and just started reblogging

I fell asleep at some point?

Thanks for calling me out though!! I feel a little embarrassed and a lottle excited to talk about Moby dick