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[djevelbl]

IMtober days 5 & 6 (bc the power had it fucking out for me)

also ignore the inconsistent font size on the drawings. i'm figuring it out i swear (no I'm not)

anyway so yea. I'll go catch-up with today's prompt now fuck the power going out all my homies hate the power going out

[andy-clutterbuck]

6x11 | Knots Untie

[b-blushes]

thursday quest - no physical therapy today - make and eat lunch sooooo early but i can do it!!!!! - get ready for wedding - attend wedding! yay! (: - decompress well when i get home <3

[crimelrd]

𝐡𝐨𝐭 / 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝟏𝟎𝟎% 𝐡𝐨𝐭, 𝟔𝟓% 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐞

people  in  the  date  zone  are  attractive,  but  they  also  tend  to  be  quirky  or  strange.  introducing  them  to  one’s  friends  and  family  is  often  a  question  of  hit  or  miss  and  tends  to  come  down  to  the  level  of  craziness  that  exists  in  one’s  own  social  circle  to  begin  with.  there  is  nothing  wrong  with  forming  a  relationship  with  someone  in  the  date  zone.  in  fact,  many  date  zoners  tend  to  mature  with  age,  often  to  the  point  of  becoming  marriage  material.  that  being  said,  it  is  also  possible  for  date  zoners  to  never  mature,  or  to  grow  even  crazier,  and  thus  slip  into  the  danger  zone.  therefore,  one  should  pay  close  attention  to  whether  the  hot  or  the  crazy  seems  to  have  the  upper  hand  when  dating  someone  from  the  date  zone.

tagged by @pistolmadeofroses & @fireburial (thanksies, sending flowers ur way)

tagging @ashbalfour, @vasted, @zeitrcisender, @lethalfight & @menschengvmacht

[may8elle]

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[goblin-enjoyer]

Been binging some new frogger vids at the moment (i heard 6v6 is coming back soon and am sadly getting hyped) and I had a horrifying realization about two of the characters in the series. behold my madness and weep at my lack of knowledge on both troll quadrants and character interactions. I'm not a fishmonger, I wouldn't know that stuff.

[airenyah]

this might be a very austrian thing for me to say but uh. not pran nearly dying on a strip of path that actually looks fairly flat

[goodladyjess]

token dyke at the bachelorette party is kinda what's up

[onstoryladders]

if max had been tasked to design this thing

[calamitaswrath]

Basic lines are done, basic colouring is done (I think. There's more likely than not still stuff to improve, but I NEED to say "good enough" at some point). . . except for Arval.

Which means I'll have to figure out how to best colour a completely white outfit.

[melodyofthevoid]

the way y'all are handling ocean idiots is actually kind of inspiring me, because i have Ideas but i feel pressured to turn it into a whole blown Thing when all i want to do is just have fun with it, because every artist/writer/etc ive seen does it that way.

yall are the first people ive seen who are just trying to Vibe with your blorbos and it makes doing the same thing feel more achievable to me. god bless

PS larus is my favorite. love the little skrunkly bird man. also can i steal yalls powerpoint idea 🥺?

PSS i assume everyone else working on ocean idiots will see this bc yall are mutuals, but in the event that they dont, could you please forward this to them? because i want them to know that theyre indirectly inspiring a random person with their Just-For-Fun-Creation as well >< many thanks

Aw, anon this is incredibly sweet. I sent your message along to the others before I got around to this answer both because I wanted to make sure they saw it, and because I wanted to respond to this in a way that really reflects my gratitude.

It's honestly so tempting to start making ideas "a thing". I didn't really understand that until the last couple of years and let me tell you, there is a lot of pressure to do that. People like projects! They like updates! They love seeing the progression of a story and getting invested in that. I absolutely understand why people leave comments like "this should be a webtoon" or "you guys should make an animated series". In a perfect world, that'd be a dream! The temptation to do that and establish a base is also attractive because it can really form a base that gives numbers and comments, which artists of all stripes thrive on (myself very much included).

But what most people never really see is the downsides of that. From their perspective, a one episode animatic, a chapter or two of fic or few panels of a comic, isn't a lot. It's kinda disappointing, and I get that. For the creator though, there's any number of reasons that things fall apart. Personal differences with friends amplified by the stress of expectations. Creative burnout. Shutting down due to the sheer scope of the undertaking. These are all real, and it sucks to deal with.

For me personally, I know I do want to tackle trying to write more of ocean idiots, maybe even try to nanowrimo this shit (not in an actual month but you get the gist). But that's just me. If it bums me out or I put it to the side, then that's just my personal project to pick up later. If we tried to make it a series, then we'd deal with the stress of trying to keep up a schedule on top of lives (college, jobs, personal lives, etc). It'd take the joy out of these characters we love.

Some of the most fun I've had in the past few years I've been writing and creating has just been fucking around with my friends. Throwing silly au ideas back and forth and exchanging art and fics for no one but ourselves. There's a genuine satisfaction that comes from it.

Not everything has to be a big production. Artists don't make their magnum opus every time. They draw shitposts and write crackfic and make funny edits. It's healing to have something silly, something fun just for you, and to share it if you want. That can connect with people, great! But it can also just be for you. I could go on a whole tangent about social media and the commodification of attention/art but that's not really what we're here for.

I hope that whatever you create, anon, that it makes you happy. That it brings a little joy to your day. That you can have that thing you share with maybe just your closest friends to play with. Lord knows I need to remind myself of that too.

[truly-quirkless]

Twenty Day Challenge 2024 - Day Two

Type: Fluff Piece Timeline: Post-Yakuza Raid Location: One of U. A.'s Gyms

Sometimes, sparring sessions....end in a horrible way.

WARNINGS: A lil suggestive towards the end. Also very short, but fight.

They were silent as light reflected off the metal in their hand. Fin was brandishing a dull version of their personal blade, head slightly downturned as they took in a small breath. It wasn't even their weapon... But if it were their actual knife, they feared what they might do. How they'd FEEL.

Their gloves felt almost constrictive despite how long they'd had them, worried about the wires giving out. They shuffled, silver paint catching the sun.

They were already breathing a bit hard, a thin sheen of sweat on their exposed skin. Their clothes stuck to them in odd places, only making their overheating worse as they prepared to attack.

"..come at me." He was standing as he would any other day...but there was something more menacing in the air- nearly an aura that poured off of him, toxifying the atmosphere. Yagi's eyes flashed as Fin dashed to the left. He didn't move- keeping an eye eternally on them.

They back-stepped at the last second. A hand thrown back. Pitch-black, needle-thin threads snapped towards the opposing side of the gym. Yagi barely had to move to dodge. Fin was already twisting. The wire was retracting, pulling them along at breakneck speed- barely discernable.

Yagi snapped back. He raised a hand, feeling the metal rod Fin was using as a weapon smack against his palm. He was already turning. Another wire had snapped towards another section of the gym- the first detaching and evaporating, black mist flowing back towards Fin.

The wire disconnected as Fin spun. Their leg met with a block from Yagi, shoving them backwards- and into a roll.

He already had another metal 'knife' out. He slammed it into Fin's own weapon, feeling the vibration echo up his arm. The sting of the hit burst in his fingers, but he didn't let go.

"You're getting faster."

"No." Fin vaulted back. Their shoes activated, kicking them slightly up into the air- hovering just barely off of the ground. I don't improve. They pulled their pipe back.

Yagi was on them in a moment- his own weapon smashing downwards. They just barely blocked it with theirs. Fin shoved- Yagi was sent flying backward. He righted himself, landing on his feet as one hand dragged.

"You are." He pulled the pipe close. The two knew too much about each other's fighting style- he could see the last of the 'mist' vanishing back into the small barrels on Fin's gloves. "But..." They were readying their next attack.

"I'm faster." In a blink, he was in front of them again- forcibly knocking them to the floor from the surprise and sudden change of weight. Fin's back smacked into the concrete with a dull oomph--- the air escaping their lungs in a wheeze.

"What do you say, love?" The 'razor edge' of his weapon was pressed to Fin's neck. "....do you surrender?" One of their hands was raised, less than an inch from ripping his own away- but they'd gone still. Their chest rose and fell as they gasped for air.

"When-- Hell freezes- over." The wire shot out of their hand, knocking the pipe from Yagi's grip. Just as fast as their other, Fin had flipped the two over. However...their own pipe was also across the floor. They were less than an inch apart, breath coming in small gasps. Hazel and sky blue refused to look away from one another. "What-- about you,...give up?"

There was a twinkle to the Hero's eye as he smirked. What the Hell was he--

"..Make me." One of Fin's hands had slid to the upper part of Yagi's chest, fingers pressing into the fabric. He could see the tell-tale whispers of pink starting to burn at their cheeks. Those hues flashed with embarrassment- and he took that moment to flip the two back over, slamming Fin once more into the floor. There was another huff of air, leaving Fin gasping for it.

The two were both breathing hard, every pant echoing into the steaming air. A small bit of blood was attempting to escape Yagi’s mouth. His tongue swiped over his lips, watching Fin’s eyes catch on the action. He gulped. They were underneath him,- sweaty and gasping- his mind fell down the possibilities. Memories of the two’s past ‘spars’ flickered behind his eyes.

"Or better yet..." He leaned in close, his smirk growing slightly wider. He could feel their heart, thudding just under his hand. "How about I make you, Hazelnut?" Brown hair slightly wild, their face slowly getting redder, their breath speeding up-- he was leaning in, slowly getting closer-

"For the love of..." A third voice broke the moment. Both heads immediately shot towards the source- a certain raven-haired Hero, looking as dead-tired as always, glaring at the duo. Yagi felt his own face slowly beginning to heat up as he scrambled off of Fin, trying to help them to their feet- how much had Aizawa seen---

"H-hey, Aizawa--- didja-- need somethin'-"

"Nezu wants to speak with All Might." Fin could just about feel their soul shriveling up in their chest. Aizawa's one seeable eye flicked between the two. "...you can finish up whatever this is later." The raw annoyance in his voice just about knocked Fin flat.

"Alright." He wasn't about to argue- but damnit. Aizawa was already turning around to leave, leaving the couple momentarily stunned on the floor.... "....see you later?" His voice was quiet- leaning over to give Fin a small peck on the forehead. Their silent nod made him smile as he got to his feet- brushing himself off before helping Fin up as well. "Until then."

"Yep." Fin gave a wave as Yagi walked out of the gym with Aizawa- before slumping to the floor, their face red.

"....okay...Earth,...y'can go ahead n' kill me now, please..."

[andy-clutterbuck]

𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐡 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟗, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧

[kohakuhibiki]

Interesting to know it's entirely okay to write and post complete novels to scapegoat transfems off the edge, but if they are too cathartic in what they type to cope, then that's too much. Like the threat doesn't even have to be anywhere close to realistic and it doesn't matter if there's no genuine intent to do anything about it, violence (arguable) is never okay 🥺. Mass scapegoating and direct harrassment is fine tho, I mean it's only preventive.

[cookiesandbiscuits]

Cookie's Writing Challenge Day Three: Rest

Prompt of the day: Rest

Pairing (Platonic): Solomon x Margarette Camellia Sanchez (OC)

Genre: Comfort/Fluff + Crack

Summary: Solomon tries to convince his apprentice to take a break from her attendant duties for a day.

Cookie's 18th Birthday Bash Countdown Event

Cookie's Writing Challenge Prompts

< Day Two: Sunflowers

"Camellia, you have to listen to me. You should take a day off tomorrow."

Solomon says with his arms crossed as he stands by Camellia's bedroom doorway, watching his exhausted apprentice flop down forward on her bed.

She's been coming home always looking worn out for the past few days and it's worrying him.

"And I told you, you don't have to worry about me. I'm doing fine. Just a little tired."

He sighed. Camellia's stubbornness was one of the things he loved about her. But it can also be troublesome at times, like this moment.

He walked towards her and sat on the edge of the bed. She was still lying on her stomach.

"Would someone who's doing fine complain about her aching shoulders and back almost every day?" He quipped while gently massaging her shoulders.

"Oh, come on. You know that I already had issues with my shoulders and back even before I came here– oof! You hit a spot!"

Solomon took his hands off her shoulders when she groaned. "Does it hurt?"

Camellia shook her head. He sighed again.

"I just don't want you to overwork yourself. I know it's your way of coping with your situation, but it wouldn't hurt to give some time to yourself to unwind. And you know I'm always here to lend an ear to you, right?"

"......"

After a moment of silence, Camellia rose from her position. Solomon moved a little to give her space.

"It's just... I can't help but sometimes think that I might not be able to find a way to go back to our time. That I might not be able to see my family and friends again. It's... it's a scary thought. I know you're also trying to find a way for me to get back. I just don't want to add more worries for you to think about."

Solomon's heart clenched at her quiet words.

"Nonsense. You will never be a burden to me, Camellia, so you don't need to worry about that. You can share your thoughts with me as much as you like. And we'll find a way to get you back, I promise," he assured her as he pulled her in for a hug.

"...Alright, I'll take the day off tomorrow. I'll call Lucifer later to tell him."

"Good."

They stayed in that position for a while. The silence between them was comforting.

"...Hey, Solomon?"

"Yes?"

"Did you, perhaps, cook something again?"

"...No."

Camellia pushed the white-haired sorcerer at arm's length.

"Lies. I can smell burnt food from your clothes."

"W-well... you were tired, so I can't let you use up your remaining energy to cook for us both! Please, Camellia...!"

She sighed as she watched her teacher fumble with his words trying to find excuses. Looks like her day isn't quite over yet.

Tag list: @azulashengrottospiano @amberheavendremurr @yourlocalgrass @aqua-beam @identity-theft-101 @officialdaydreamer00

[phoenixiancrystallist]

Month 6, day 26, Draw Everything June Day 18!

This was a fun pose :D They've all been fun but this one made the good brain juices go brrrrr