Very sorry for posting so much today but I just noticed something about Full Moon and I must inflict it upon you all.
When Stolas goes to put the grimoire away on the shelf
He puts it next to a book on FUCKING PIRATES. YOU KNOW.
PIRATES!
ITS THE SAME FUCKING BOOK BIRD BOI ACTUALLY KEPT IT OH MY GOD AND HE PUT HIS GRIMOIRE NEXT TO IT LIKE THEY HAVE THE SAME VALUE TO HIM. LIKE HE KEPT IT AS A REMINDER OF HIS FIRST FRIEND AND THE PERSON HE THOUGHT SO HIGHLY OF-
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i'm not blaming anyone because there's literally no way you could know but whenever people say "i'm shocked you aren't already a fan of/aware of this pop culture thing" it always makes me a bit sad because. yeah i guess i probably would have been if i'd been allowed to have interests and casual hobbies that weren't constantly scrutinized and only deemed acceptable if they contributed towards my future academic development as a kid. maybe if i'd been allowed to use a computer or phone without my parents constantly breathing down my neck about what i was using them for and punishing me and further restricting my access to the internet if they caught me seeking out any kind of social or recreational interaction there that wasn't pre-approved and regularly checked to ensure i wasn't saying or doing anything that didn't suit their traditional conservative nuclear family sensibilities (or just, like, having fun in a way they couldn't understand tbh). maybe i would have been able to just like. enjoy things. maybe i would have had friends.
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I have this headcanon that Pete can only sleep when he can FEEL Vegas being alive next to him.
Like hearing him breath - even if it's easy and deep and regular and undisturbed - is not enough. Pete needs the physical touch. He needs to feel the lasting warmth of Vegas' body, the unyielding beating of his heart, the unfaltering rise and fall of his chest.
So alive, so alive, not dying, not bleeding out, not dead. Not. Dead.
His own hand becomes his anchor, always attached to Vegas' body, especially during the rough sea of the early hospital nights. It turns into a habit he can't shake, not after Vegas starts healing, not after he dares to sleep in Vegas' embrace without the worry of aggravating his wounds, not even after they start using the hours of darkness for more pleasurable activities again. (Or the hours of early morning, of noon, of afternoon, or any given time, really, if they're in the mood.)
His hand (after it's unbound, more often than not) unintentionally finds its way to Vegas' chest; and it stays there, anchoring, soothing his anxiety, soothing this nightmarish fear that never quite leaves him. Not dead.
Little does he know...or maybe he does know that this touch is just as anchoring for Vegas as it is for him. It's the reassurance that Pete didn't leave, that Pete doesn't want to leave, that he's loved and not alone. Not alone.
Not dead. Not alone. Not dead. Not alone.
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i’m on a sheet music kick so if anyone wants to give me shit to do and wants a song transcribed/transposed into sheet music/tabs lmk and with desired instrument or whatever. I’ll always take the practice.
i fucked around with bass tabs for Joyriding and on sight it looks pretty correct and when listening to the song while reading along, but we’ll find out when i get around to playing it.~🎃
(i’m pissed tho bc i forgot to put the slur notations for bars 70-84 before i closed out of the app. and im so glad i took screen shots bc i also forgot to save and it’s gone now 🥲)
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the GREAT PATREON SMUSH
I was going to make an advertisement for this with bright colors and maybe animated sparkles but 1) I hate making ads and 2) we are all so exhausted by bright ads vying for our brain chemicals that I just don’t want to do that to you anymore!!!! I’m TIRED of things grabbing for my attention in an unending assault on my senses and I’m sure you are too!!!!!!!
if you’ve been doom-scrolling and need a break (a nice beverage, a stretch of the legs, etc.), take this as a sign to do so now. if you’ve got the energy for a little reading, though, and want to learn about my work - keep going!
ANYWAYS I’ll get to the point: ALL of my patreon benefits are now available to the lowest ($3) tier.
in fact, there ARE no other tiers anymore. they’re gone! scrunched! smunshed! stirred up all together into one big super tier soup of everything I offer now and will offer in the future!
everyone now gets:
over 100 4k desktop wallpapers
early access/wips
25% discounts on prints
livestream voice chat
art votes & art suggestions
commission slots
and access to the Art Grotto discord, a friendly and chill server with a small community of creative folks. we share art, writing, pets, memes, and also come up with fun art ideas together! 🌈
why am I smushing the tiers and giving up the higher pledge amounts?!
because capitalism sucks, we’re in a recession, and I’m lucky enough to have a full-time job that allows me to make art without being reliant on Patreon income. anyone who has sat in on one of my livestreams knows that I try to be a calming force in an often-chaotic world, and that I’m always looking for ways to make art more accessible to everyone. I want my Patreon to be a place where I can give back to those who are supporting me in this mission!
this tier smush is just the start of how I hope to transform this space! I have a bunch of fun ideas about stuff I want to do in the future, so keep an eye out for more announcements like this 👁
that’s all!!!! thank you if you’ve read this far, and here’s the link to the Patreon if any of this interested you!
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It's all about perspective! (Turtle of choice x Reader)
Another Nice List thing for the #tmnt stocking stuffer~
Just a quick lil' something that has been floating in my brain for some days!
Christmas oriented, since it's the only winter holiday I'm familiar with ^^'
As December rolled in, so came a white winter coat over the city.
It was your little tradition that whenever this month would start, its first snow fall would indicate the best moment to get the christmas tree up. And this time you would get to share this sweet moment with your terrapin boyfriend, this year being your first christmas together as a couple!
Some festive melodies were already playing softly in your apartment as he made his way in, the sweet smell of something baking getting to him - instantly bringing a smile to his face.
As you greeted him, you noticed his amusement as he looked over your outfit: a christmas sweater and jeans, covered by an apron that had various cooking stains on it.
"I've been busy!" you huffed, although amused as well.
A beeping noise came from the kitchen area, your senses rushing and hastily giving instructions to your beau.
The artificial tree was already up - all that was needed now were the decorations!
Getting out of sight, the mutant looked over the tree, the darn thing barely even reaching his shoulder in terms of height. He shrugged, knowing this tree size was probably ideal for a small apartment such as this one, then he grabbed a box of ornaments and got started on his task.
After a while, and a quick cleaning of the kitchen, you came back to the living room, the apron off but holding a plate of fresh cookies instead. As you were about to leave the snack on the coffee table, you froze as your gaze landed on the .... decorated tree.
Your laugh was instantaneous! Most of the ornaments had been placed on the upper part of the tree, leaving the bottom half bare.
"What?" asked the terrapin.
"Why is it like that!?" you asked, still laughing.
"Whatchu mean 'like that'? It's decorated, alright."
"But the stuff is all at the top, what about the bottom!"
The turtle frowned, his gaze going from you to back to the tree. He finally decided to slightly squat down, his eyes widening as a soft "oh" left him.
"Look," he started. "It's not my fault if your tree is the size of a bush. From my perspective, the decorations were looking alright!"
Your smile was still bright as you grabbed a cookie, heading his way. You exchanged the treat for the ornament box.
"No worries. You did your half, now sit back and let me do mine!"
This would definitely become a tradition in the future 🎄
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