#it's complicated. no one is ever gonna get it like me.

[kari-sims]

Tomiko Moriyama (she/they) as my entry for the Total Drama Sims season 3 by @jonquilyst!! (thanks for letting me participate <3)

also huge wall of slightly amusing text below the cut (you've been warned!) cause i was caffeinated and ended up having some fun with this ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻)

👩 Age: 14 🪐 Lives in: Strangerville 🐛 Goals in life: to open a bug museum 💖 Orientation: thinks girls are cute, but doesn't want to waste their short teen years chasing them around (that's what the 20's are for!) 🎶 Hidden talent: encyclopedic knowledge of kpop girl group's songs and dances 🥇 Honorable titles: -> 'Mighty Collector of the Fun Hats' -> 'Prestigious Ambassador' at the ''International Bug Diplomacy Federation'' (only actual human member, but it'll grow, just wait!) 👍Likes: iridescent beetles / cut rock hard candy / slippery mud you can draw on / putting googly eyes on random things 👎 Dislikes: homework / cleaning things that'll get dirty again / humans evil bug killing inventions (unless it's a laser shooting death ray gun for mosquitoes, cause yeah, even a bug loving girl hates those bastards!)

[RECORD 434, another sunny day in strange Strangerville]

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(sound of someone clearing their throat, followed by what's obviously a kid trying to speak in an exaggerated deep voice)

Tomiko: "Tomiko is a girl who didn't need a home with walls or windows - the roof to her 'home' has always been the sky above." (pauses, mutters to themselves) Ooh that's a good one! Wait, people will think i live in the woods, no? Wouldn't that be the dream…

(moment of silence as Tomiko daydreams, then remembers she just started recording)

"Tomiko doesn't have many friends, because she was destined to be a free-spirited loner. With the exception of Clarisse, a girl who dreams ofbecoming a marine biologist. Clarisse was made fun of by strangers on a dumb internet show she went to one day, all because she wanted to win the money and go on a trip to Sulani. Now everyone calls her the 'Dolphin Girl'. After Tomiko decided to console her at lunch in school, both of them ended up bonding over their crazy obssession with nature. They've been inseparable friends ever since."

(another pause, followed by an audible sigh)

"Well, they were inseparable, until Tomiko moved away. Now Clarisse is being weird for no reason... anyways, where was i?

(forgets why they went on a Clarisse tangent and starts to fumble with their unorganized notes)

"Oh yes, destined to be a free-spirited loner, ya-da ya-da. Unfortunately, Tomiko was forced to live in a boring house made of bricks, with white furniture, and a mom who was always mad about her muddy boots on the carpet."

(voice shifts to mimic the mom's screech)

- I'm not gonna raise a savage wild child! Since you love dirt so much, go live with your bum of a father in that Strangerplace world, or whatever it's called.

"Best thing to ever happen to me!" (voice switches to normal accidentally, then goes back to the fake deep one) - I mean - best thing to ever happen to Tomiko! Even though her dad looks kinda weird lately, walking around aimlessly at night in search of his mother. Classic dad, being a weirdo. No idea how this man got married..."

- Dad, I told you grandma still lives in Willow Creek. Why do you think she's in the middle of the desert? Also, she wouldn't be caught dead wasting away her fabulous heels in this god-forsaken place.

"Tomiko pretends she doesn't see it, because now she can do whatever she wants, why complicate things? The only problem is, there isn't much to do in Strangerville with the infection rumors going on, and all the damn sus soldiers. Also, the taste of travelling for the first time has left her wanting to see more. Imagine all the bugs she could find?! But you need money for that, sooo… what to do, what to do…"

(voice returns to normal, a bit defensive)

"Okay, fine, I'm the one recording this… (sighs) I know what you're thinking - "just steal from your dad!". Seriously, who do you think I am? Anyways, I did something else instead. I heard there's this competition with other teens where you get to travel the world, and guess what? I signed up for it! Without my parents knowing, of course, but that is irrelevant. They won't even notice I'm gone, I fear. I just hope the organizers don't ask for their permission, because Clarisse was the one who knew how to fake signatures, but now she's hanging out with other kids at school, and thinks she's better than me."

(inhales, then proceeds to speak loudly at a wall, probably)

"Like... Nina? The enemy? Be so for real right now Clarisse! My life is just grand without you! I'll get to travel the world and educate people on how bugs are friends, and definitely NOT disgusting or too dangerous! Well, most times. I'll also prove that even if you're a weird bug loving kid like me, you can still have a chance at a game that requires you to make friends. It'll be eaaasy! In a few weeks I'll be like, Clarisse who? Hahah!"

(brief pause on their flex-rant, which is totally NOT a defense mechanism because she's hurt by them growing apart. They return, slightly worried)

"Do you think I can die in there? Cause gosh, let's hope not! Imagine going on an adventure of a lifetime and not being able to tell people about your heroic deeds... that'd be so lame! Anyways, I'll see you when I see you, whoever is listening to this… Tomi out!"

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[cypherbxbe]

Just a quick fluff and my first blog post. ♡

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Satoru watched you sift through the racks of clothing, a soft smile lingering at the corners of his lips. He loved going shopping with you. Your eyes lit up and it was the most adorable thing. He’d never admit it out loud, of course - he had a reputation to maintain.

Confidence was second nature to Satoru Gojo. But when it came to you, that self-assured mask wavered. There was a nervousness he couldn’t quite shake, a fluttering in his chest that left him off-balance. Relationships had been complicated since Suguru. Since the day he walked away, leaving a gaping hole Satoru had tried to fill - ineffectively - with fleeting connections and shallow encounters.

None of it ever meant anything. The ache in his heart felt too deep, too permanent. Or so he’d thought. Then you came along. And with you, he felt the tiniest flicker of something he’d almost forgotten: hope. Maybe closure wasn’t just a distant dream. Maybe healing wasn’t an impossibility.

But how could he ever tell you what he felt? The fear of rejection loomed over him like a shadow, a quiet torment. You weren’t just anyone - you were everything. The thought of losing you, even the version of you he held close as a friend, was more terrifying than any curse he’d ever faced.

Outwardly, his expression remained composed, the turmoil beneath carefully masked by an easy, laid-back demeanor. Satoru was an expert at this - hiding his chaos behind a cocky smile. But he knew it couldn’t last forever. The pressure was building. One day, it might just tear him apart.

“You’re gonna buy all that?”

He teased, raising an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. His voice was light, almost casual, but his eyes - they lingered on you, betraying more than he dared to say.

„Heh, hold these for me, yeah?”

The grin you shot over your shoulder was maddening, equal parts smug and effortless, and he hated how it managed to twist something soft in his chest. The pile of clothes landed in his arms with a dull weight, and he raised a brow at you, biting back whatever sharp retort lingered on his tongue. The way you obviously felt so comfortable around him made his heart swell in a way he hadn’t felt in a long time.

You always took your time - because of course you did - but he didn’t mind. Time with you was never wasted, even if it meant trailing behind as you wandered at your own pace. Nearly an hour later, bags hanging from one hand and a cone of slowly melting ice cream in the other, Satoru found himself stealing glances at you. A soft smile tugged at his lips as he watched you practically demolish your own ice cream, the sight so endearing it almost distracted him from the knot of nerves tightening in his chest. Was now the right time?

He cleared his throat, adjusting the bags in his hands as if that might somehow steady him. Nervous? Really?

„Get it together..“

Plastering on the smirk that always seemed to come too easily, he turned to you, every ounce of his usual confidence carefully masking the storm raging in his chest. But before he could string together a single coherent thought, you beat him to it.

“Satoruuu, look!”

Your voice was pure excitement, your eyes lighting up as you pointed across the way. His gaze followed yours to a small Build-A-Bear shop, and just like that, whatever courage he’d scraped together crumbled. You were glowing, practically bouncing on your feet, and his heart stumbled in his chest at the sight. He let out a long, exaggerated sigh, but the corners of his mouth betrayed him, twitching upward despite himself.

Some time later, the two of you stepped out of the store, another bag now added to the growing collection in his hand. You cradled a freshly made, fluffy teddy bear in your arms, your face glowing with the kind of joy that made his chest ache in the best way. As you rambled on, your voice animated and warm, he found his eyes drifting to your lips, the words barely registering anymore. He could listen to you forever, he thought, even if he wasn’t sure he’d ever fully hear a single word when you smiled like that.

Time slipped by in a blur, like it always did when he was with you. Every time Satoru thought he’d finally gathered enough courage to confess, something - usually you - got in the way. Why did you have to be so jittery, so full of energy, bounding from one thing to the next before he could even catch his breath? He adored that about you, of course, but right now, it was driving him insane. The words he’d been holding onto for so long felt heavier by the second, frustration bubbling under the surface.

By the time the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in soft oranges and purples, he was loading the last of your shopping bags into the trunk of his car. With a long breath, he closed it, then moved to your side to hold the door open. Watching you slide into the seat, so casual and at ease, he felt his heart stutter again. His hands felt annoyingly clammy as he walked around to the driver’s side, and when he sat down, the silence that followed was suffocating.

You noticed immediately. He could feel your gaze on him, the weight of your confusion as you tilted your head slightly in his direction. When he didn’t start the car, your voice was hesitant, almost cautious. “Satoru…?”

And just like that, he knew there was no turning back.

“Listen… just for a second…” His voice is softer now, but there’s an edge to it, an unease he can’t quite mask. Was he really doing this? His pulse thudded in his ears, and for a moment, the words tangled themselves up in his throat.

“I…” He faltered, his gaze locking on your face. The slight furrow of your brows, the way your lips parted ever so slightly, anticipation written all over you - it was too much. He couldn’t hold back anymore.

And then his lips found yours.

It was like heaven - warm, soft, everything he’d imagined and more. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he scolded himself for waiting this long, for letting fear get in the way of this perfect moment. But all of that melted away the second you leaned into him. You didn’t pull back, didn’t hesitate. Instead, your eyes fluttered shut, just as his did, and the world around you both faded into nothing but the feel of each other.

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[quesocheeso]

First off, love this AU so much (honestly it's just nice seeing shadowpeach be happy) thank you.

Secondly, has MK ever met and/or interacted with the rest of the brotherhood, and if so, what are his thoughts?

He’s definitely met them before, they are part of his dad’s court.

As for their relationship, I think I’m just gonna leave that to when I get to those points of the story in the comic, but I’ll give a brief summary

DBK: Loves that guy, would say one of his favorite uncles but like too many people would jump DBK to win the title. Has always been part of his life so he is very close with the guy. DBK would sometimes take Red Son and MK fishing when they have time, happens more often once MK starts living more in the mortal realm. They’re like this🤞trust

Yellow Tusk: MK has had him as a teacher for various different topics growing up, he loves that no matter what he asks Yellow Tusk always answers with the most sincerest voice and even gives logical answers to his questions even if they are supposed to be silly. Loves the guy would recommend as a teacher 10/10👍

Peng: Bird Man, bit him once did not taste like chicken😔 0/5 stars on yelp,,, he has a deep distrust with the guy because of the way he has seen him disrespect Macaque, though he learned what silent revenge was from his Mom that day, when Peng walked into the court room a few hours later with half his feathers burned to a crisp, and his mom was trying hard not to talk and had a smug smile. Mom=1, Bird Man=0

Azure: this is one is complicated, and this is coming from me as the writer, I’m still not set with how I will write Azure in the Au, whether that is just as a side character or and antagonist of kinds. Definitely won’t be the main antagonist but I do like how his character is complex in canon, so I’m heavy debating rn. But for now assume MK’s view of him is complicated, he just can’t put his finger on it.

Anyways that’s all I can say for now😌✌️

[jackrabbit-fandom]

Ok, so like I am working on the harumasa fics, its just gonna take me a while since the request I got is a bit complicated, plus i have my original idea, i wanna get done. In the meantime, I was rewashing trigun stampede.

WAS NO ONE EVER GONNA MENTION THAT NAI IS NOT SPELL N A I

ITS SPELLED KNI

I WAS AO CONVINCED IT WAS NAI CAUSE EVERYONE USES THAT

BUT NOOOO

[icarusredwings]

I KEEP STARING AT THIS ESSPECIALLY THE LAST ONE SO META FOR YOU:

I was thinking more him having "by myself" time and logan come to see whats wrong and then get snapped at.

Logan being logan, snaps back and growls at him to knock it off which kind of makes wade jump back and tuck his tail, mutter a sorry, and go back to circling. Animals circle when stressed. Esspecially zoo animals.

Poor guy cant help it. The snapping.

"Im a diseased wild animal who literally eats everything i can get my teeth on including my own packmembers, what did you expect? Im physically trapped in a cage for the rest of my life and now they wanna poke me and take my blood all the time, so yes I circle. It's what I do. Its the only thing that calms me down."

"...you spin so you don't bite...?"

"Yeah and they just keep putting me with other animals that they know im gonna go after but IM the bad boy!??"

"...you aren't a bad boy Wade...You're sick.."

Eventually Logan can lay with Wade and just... do nothing. He has to be very still and not appear to be a threat what so ever but Turns out wade is just stressed out so bad that the others don't have the patiance for his anxiety.

About everything. He bites if there's food he bites if there's not food he bites. If you move too fast, he bites if you run from him. He bites if youre too close. He bites if you scare him. He bites if he's nervous (and laughs)

The poor guy just cant catch a break. So sure. Let the little dog lay in his cage and keep this poor freak from circling his 5x5 for hours straight.

The only thing is, He doesn't bite people. He'll get spooked and turn, yes, but he won't bite. He puts your hand in his mouth and whines. Why? Cause Charles raised him from a cub. He lived in the mansion when small. Found him on one of his trips. Brought him back home. Started a rescue, and now owns a private zoo with over 80 animals, some common farm animals, some exotic.

Including peacocks, cows, tortoises, chickens, skunks, zebras, ponys, horses, giant rabbits/hares, saharrah cats, a moutian lion, lynx, And Hyenas.

Clans can be up to 130 but charles only has 13. Well... Had.. 13. Now he only has 6.

Half his Clan died, and he has no clue why. He's grateful that Wade didn't die but is baffled as to why not.

Wade's allowed to follow charles around sometimes but other then that hes stuck in a small cage cause he attacks everything and he's infected so he dosn't want wade to spread anything but he dosn't exactly have a whole duplicate hyena enclosure laying around and wade keeps escaping the other ones he tried to put him in.

Wades like that one dog who wont even run awag if it gets out of the yard itll just lay on the front porch.

"What kinda fuckin mutt are you?" When they meet and Wade goes "Well my mamas-"

"I actually dont care."

Wade laughs (duh) and then says "ouch. So what brings you fancy collar type in here? Especially near me."

"Why the hell are you spinning?"

"Its complicated, HEY you know a little Spainel named pidge has been lookin for ya. And I said look lady I dont know where tramp is, check the pound HAHAHA-"

"......god no wonder why they got you locked up... youre insane."

Lil fanart of @icarusredwings ' Zoo AU bc I'm screaming oh my god IM THINKING LADY AND THE TRAMP VERSION APOCALYPSE well not but yeah just as sweet ya know

[livvyofthelake]

ONCE UPON A TIME SEASON 7 PREMIRE MY BEST FRIEND AND MOST BELOVED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yes i just called this entire season bad like two days ago. it is. it's also my friend and i am her apologist and defense lawyer, however all the reasons it's bad are valid and every criticism that everyone even stupid people have levelled against her is real and true and right bevause it is so so so bad it's actually unreal. no one else is allowed to talk like that btw. haters don't get her like i do. no one will ever understand the ways in which it's actually secretly good except it's not but it is but it's not. thank you <3

[nintendont2502]

btw i will forever recommend just. refusing to engage in discourse. its free its easy and you literally arent missing anything LMAO - 99% of discourse on here is just on the most pointless petty shit that literally doesnt mean a single thing to anyone in real life (i am looking directly at you "pRo/AnTi" shippers), and the other 1% is genuinely important shit... that isnt going to be solved in any productive way by insulting '''the other side''' online. arguing with strangers online never changes anyones mind all youre doing is making yourself *and* your cause look annoying as hell :thumbsup: maybe chill out. find a hobby.

[spookythesillyfella]

UUGHH I JUST HAD THE WORST DAY IM SO ANGRY AND FRUSTRATED GRRRR !!!!! goes to draw my best friend @jumjum-crafts 's guy to blow off steam

★ version without text + reference image under cut :

★ song : "STATIC ELECTRICITY HUMAN – Computer Flavor" – kairikibear

[skitskatdacat63]

Aforementioned Napoleonic AU! Martian !! I said it would just be a wip but then oops, I basically finished it! Ty to everyone who was interested :D

Really really proud of these I'm ngl! I rendered in a really different way than ever before and I'm very satisfied with it :D

Ramble about historical influences(basically me being a nerd about who I consider the F1 drivers of the Napoleonic era):

So I wanted to explain my thought process because I think that the specific context behind the uniforms I drew is very relevant, as I didn't just pick them on a whim.

I drew them in Hussars' uniforms(Austrian Empire = Red Bull, but like obviously not 100% accurate because the uniform colors are based off the RBR racesuits.) Hussars are, in my opinion, the F1 drivers of their time. Let me quote several things that led me to this conclusion:

"During the Napoleonic period, hussars, as in all armies, were employed as scouts, given raiding missions or despatched to harry and pursue a defeated enemy on the run. Mounted on light, nimble horses..."

"...Their flamboyant costume and their reputation for daredevil acts..."

"...developed a romanticized image of being dashing and adventurous.

Okay....so they're dashing and adventurous, riding specifically on fast, light horses, dressed in flamboyant outfits committing daredevil acts...sir that is literally an F1 driver!!! Tell me they aren't the historical predecessor to F1 drivers!!!

I have this big book of Napoleonic uniforms(yea I'm a nerd) and I was paging through it to see what uniforms I wanted to draw(I have a habit of drawing my one oc in the Napoleonic era. So when I started drawing fanart, I'm like of course I must draw them as this!) Austria's normal uniforms in this era are soooo boring compared to France's, so I was really 😒 about drawing them, but then I came across the Hussars, and then started noticing all these similarities and thought it was perfect. Also I need to mention the fact that Austria's royal cipher at the time was literally this:

IT'S "F1", IT IS LITERALLY FUCKING F1, WHAT THE HELLLLL!?!?!?!? I had like a partial mental crisis coming across this, at that point it was destiny for me to draw this

*I forgot to include actual ref images 😐, so here you go!!

*I wrote most of his around when I started this drawing, which was all the way back in April. And it's really interesting to consider now that I was basically immersed in the history of the Austrian Empire for a month. I apologize to everyone in my life who had to endure my lecture on why Hussars are the F1 drivers of their time. But god I could not hold it back when I saw some of these uniforms in person. And it was cool to pull out this drawing, even if it was just a wip, and be like "oh hey I've drawn these!!" Anyways, I digress.

Obviously the martian drawing is a direct reference to this pic from Malaysia 2010:

My thoughts on this picture:

I almost wanted to draw Seb in the Austrian Kaiser's outfit, but it is nowhere near as slay as the Hussar uniform, so Hussar uniform it is!

I have many thoughts and opinions on the lore of this au so pls ask if you're curious but it's also just a lot.

[loserelf]

every Single time. without fail. without FAILLLL every Single individual tragic cat story that shows up on tiktok. Every time it always always always ends up being because they are outdoor cats. People sobbing absolutely shattered and heartbroken that they lost their best friend. One girl found blood on the road and it turned out her cat had been hit by a car and dragged down the street bc the blpod was EVERYWHERE. Another girls cat fell ogf her fucking roof and found him dead. Just now I watched someone using syringes to feed a miserable cat through a feeding tube in its neck because someone hit it with their car, didnt stop, and the fucking cat dragged itself home with a lower and upper jaw fracture so bad it couldnt be fixed. That same cat almost had heart failure from the stress of that alone 2 days after getting what remained of its shattered teeth removed.

I've seen videos of shelters with cats missing half their face because people will catch them and literally torture them for fun. Keep. Your fucking cats. Indoors. GOD

[lesbiansanemi]

Was doing so good holding it together today but now that I’m laying down and trying to sleep I’m tearing up and I can feel that I’m about to burst into tears any second now

[no1ryomafan]

I never like talking about specific things I know in the Japanese Getter community due to language barrier and at the end of the day it’s not my business what goes on in there but I gotta say the amount of times I’ve seen fan art of new ryoma without his god damn melanin will never not make me feel like this old ass image

[ccaptain]

As much as it seems intentional to copy another facet of Kaeya Alberich, the infamous chocoholic of Mondstadt, "Kaeya"s passion for chocolate is born out of coincidence and is an integral part of defining his character.

The story behind how he came to taste chocolate for the first time upon having his old self burned away lays with Siobhan, and it's a rather simple one: as it was sitting in front of the TV of its room, motionless and without an avatar to call his yet, she brought it a bowl of chocolate ice cream. It was the first dessert it tasted after the process of becoming a being, and it loved the taste. I'm talking about the black silhouette that it was perking up so visibly after being rewired by that sweet treat that it ripped a small laughter out of Siobhan and a "that good, buddy?". This became their new bonding method, to spend time together simply watching tv dramas and shows while sitting on the couch, fishing chocolate ice cream out of a tub with a spoon each. It's how they bonded again after the sweet boy of the reverie was erased from history. They just kept sharing chocolate ice cream of many varieties while the newly born being was trying to tell her what it had learned for the day- but cocoa was the base of it.

No thing that he likes is a simple affair, each of his preferences is strongly connected to a memory- which is kind of ironic, for a being that's supposed to alter history itself.

For "Kaeya", the taste of chocolate reminds him of Siobhan, of home, of familiar company and of much simpler times. He seeks out anything with chocolate in it to find the taste again and again, hoping that it sticks this time. Hoping that the warm feeling doesn't go away some time after it melted in his mouth.

It never sticks for long, but that's to be expected. He's happy for that brief time regardless.

On a lighter note, kissing him must be a pretty sweet affair. Pun intended, as there's always the taste of sweet cocoa somewhere in the decision to smooch him. He consumes it so often that it's way more pratical for him to have adopted Kaeya Alberich's method of freezing some bits to bring with himself, consuming them on the go or offering some to his traveling partners.

[phagodyke]

I was on the wikipedia page for phobias just for fun but just discovered theres an actual word for a fear of being touched.. 🥹

[anothermonikan]

I do think it's a little silly when someone says they miss a piece of media... Like,the media is right there(probably) ! Go watch that show again or play that game again, it's (probably) not gone! But then also like. I get it. I suppose the first watch or experience of something is special and like, fandom hype around stuff if it was a popular piece of media is something you wouldn't experience within the show again, but also like,,,, you're mourning something that's not dead (usually) Create fan content! Watch that thing again! Engage with old fanworks! Cause someone will appreciate it, it will also make you happy!

[skitskatdacat63]

Orb...

+ process kinda