#omg its ORGANic

[lexezombie]

NOOOO LOVE THUMPER (organator) GET OUT OF THE BLENDER NOOO!!

(shitposted this for my homie live on discord)

[oliviawebsite]

i understand being worried but the doomsday-posting isnt gonna help anybody especially not yourself.

[dayvan]

im not a gatekeeper but sometimes. i wish mwshing fandom was more niche 🧍‍♂️

[r0tt3n-ruzt]

Simpbur steals your right kidney

simpbur steals gn!readers kidney. i made this out of rage I'm normal i swear. first fic here what a great start

i blame @lillyspeakz don't hate me

not beta read we die like men

You lived a boring life, you spent boring hours in boring college classes learning boring things. It was really nothing new, new was rare once in a blue moon type of chance. You woke up, went to classes, went home and slept, but now for once something changed, you didn't wake up in your bed with warm blankets covering you. Instead it all felt cold, freezing even. As you sat up the feeling of sleep quickly washed away being replaced by panic as you realized where you were.

The tub's sides were slippery and the ice you were submerged in burned in a way, most of your body felt numb, a small tingling irritating your skin and flesh. The world around you started to spin as pure fear took over your senses clouding your train of thought, it looked like your bathroom, your soaps, towels, everything was right there as you'd last left it, well kinda, as you looked down towels were messily placed all over the bathroom flooring. Then you saw it, a pile of clothing that belonged to you, the clothes you wore to sleep last night. At least the top. When you looked down your nice sweatpants were still on. Every detail of the situation felt hard to process jumping from one to the other to piece together what was happening to you.

The ice covered most of your lower body, god was it hard to move much. Not just from the slippery cold ice but from a horrid drowsy feeling that kept you sitting down in that tub. Your head snapped around as you heard the door to the bathroom being opened, in came Wilbur, a classmate of yours. He was an odd one to say the least, he had his own friends his own hobbies his own things to do yet it always felt like he was watching you, side glares at you while talking to his friends, always visiting the same places as you during lunch break, which wouldn't sound so odd considering he brought his friends usually , who would bring a group of people with them to go stalking?

Using that logic you brushed it off until you started seeing him in the halls, going the same way as you on campus when you knew for a fact his classes were elsewhere, seeing him around town, in the library, the route you use to get to the university, maybe one more coincidence might of given your dumb brain the ability to realize something was wrong, deeply wrong. And now you were here, in a bathtub of ice and your classmate of one actual class staring down at you with tired eyes.

He looked exhausted and ready to get this over with. His eyebrows raised when he saw you were awake. Wilbur cleared his throat gently, kicking the door closed behind him. “Ah, your uh, awake” he said meekly talking as if this was a whole different situation, maybe like if he'd made dumb joke on a first introduction or met you in the library alone, not the culprit of whatever the fuck was happening. You opened your lips to speak yet nothing came out, what could you say in a situation like this? Throw a “fuck you” at the man who had more of an advantage than you? You were stupid at times yea but in a predicament like this you had to find some logic in the cavity of a skull you had.

But now isn't the time to be insulting anything, not you nor the man who just stood there awkwardly like he was waiting for you to say something, he probably was but as the second went by he realized you'd decided to keep your words to yourself. In response he just shrugged it off walking over to pick up a box from on the sink counter. Wilbur held the box in both hands before looking back at you taking a deep breath in before speaking “listen uhm I'm sorry?” his words sounded oh so very sincere, with a mere shrug going with it for extra effect. With wide eyes staring at him you took only a moment before managing a few words. “What.. what did you do??” you asked, your question turning from quite to expressive with each word.

Wilbur just stared at you for a moment like he was in thought, maybe even a bit shocked. He looked you up and down before his face turned back to a tired expression this time seeming a bit forced. Maybe to make himself look more intimidating? Who knows, but he cleared his throat once again and with slight hesitation began to speak. “ I removed your right kidney, if you didn't notice the stitches on your body. Might want to clean those everyday. I'm not a professional.”  this, this had to be some kind of joke right? “You removed my what?!” you yelled out, this had finally prompted you to try and pry yourself out from the ice and as he said, there it was, a scar, poorly stitched up right on your side.

“As I had said, I removed your right kidney while you were sleeping.” this whole thing felt so unreal, there was no way he actually did that, right? But there was the scar, the box, and ice. A reality you didn't, no couldn't even imagine to have happened to you. It crushed you, that feeling of panic from before seeping back in stronger than before, not like you calmed down at all during this but it felt like a new kind of panic, more intense, as the horrors of the reality of the situation earned tears to begin collecting and calling from your eyes, Wilbur groaned rolling his eyes like this was some kind of annoyance to him, an inconvenience that he had to put up with.

“No no no, why are you crying? It's not like you're going to die, it's just one kidney you got two right? Just change up that soda diet of yours and you should be fine.” he spoke so casually of this like it was some normal thing, like he didn't break into your house and steal an entire organ. You couldn't speak let alone think anymore, tears streaming down your face in horror of what was happening. A disgusted look on Wilbur's face only added to it all. “You know you're being quite rude here, I have like.. A headache and your whining is really not helping man that's not very poggers"

Wilbur looked down at you once more before turning around facing the door. “I have to go uhm don't tell anyone or you know or else?” he looked back for a second just staring at you, he got more annoyed this time letting it get him. “Listen, I need it okay? You have your other one go use that, cutting back on some shit isn't the end of the world.” and with that he turned again leaving you in the bathroom to sulk before you could even say anything, leaving you alone in a cold, empty room, with only one kidney. What was he going to do with it? Probably sell it on eBay. He needs the money. The economy has been shit ok?

[fandomowltrash]

failure is not the end | cal and bd-1

[mo-ok]

Star King

paper sketch <3 <3

[windydrawallday]

DARKEST STAR

Another Music Album Design, but this time commissioned by @/glamouruniverse (IG) so, I put the extra mile into making this gorgeous! To the point it even surprised me, and wow… took a whole month in contrast to Lockdown's half a month process 🔥. Still, was WORTH every careful design decision because… just look at that!!

A shame this time the photo session was a bit so-so because my amazing brain said "Let's use some cloudy backgrounds" and so the white light bounced A LOT and made it difficult to take clear-sharp shots tsk. But really: in hand looks beautiful. But I had fun! Especially when using those tiny golden doves (I sculpted them myself!) to accompany the compositions x3. I learned a ton with this too, and to be more careful next time I work with more of these in the future (for now, I'll wait until next year and prep a better comm sheet) because… it's quite taxing, not gonna lie haha ay.

Once more, thank you for the support to my client and anyone who enjoys my experimental works and wishes to see more of them 💖.

To the ones who know my work: what happened that I avoided putting a Depeche Mode song in the playlist?

Oh hohoho, I DID! But is a sort of Bonus Track, signaled in the Spine as "VIII"... and is the title of the whole album. I love that song so much:

"Stay as you are, the Darkest Star Shining for me majestically."

[luhman16]

We're costco dads, of course we have our romantic date at the costco

[vaingod]

went to a demon rave with the bestie and gave away so much kandi to the demon gays

[scarecrowbutch]

sometimes all it takes is a new desk to completely rejuvenate yourself

[chiiyuuvv]

Y'all y'all y'all y'all do yk how I play clarinet?? Yeah will after interacting with me band fellows,, a plan started brewing :>

I wanna get into heavy details but I'm lazy and don't feel like typing anything out, but I was thinking of doing my very first smau that kind of.. references my band class. It will be starring xikers yechan, because he's the only idol I know and stan (as of now) that plays an instrument. I'll most likely add more members of xikers, add some &team, who knows even riize, to make everything feel fuller.

I personally like the idea a lot, but I'm wondering if anyone would be interested in reading..

I'll probably still make the smau no matter the answer, but we will see 🤷‍♀️

Poll links

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[catonatrain]

lets build some memories today and tomorrow too

momoi & midorima | rated g | word count: 1776 | where momoi and midorima go on a shopping trip together

for @mason-ajar for the 2024 @knbexchange !! prompt: character a and character b pick out outfits for eachother

i was super excited to see that we've been paired up for the exchange !! i haven't been able to write in a long while, but seeing your prompts gave me the inspiration needed to to write about a friendship that is just so important... and so here they are!!

read on ao3!!

Momoi was lying on her bed, mindlessly reading a sports magazine until her phone rang. It was too early in the morning for Aomine to be calling her. Maybe it was Kise? 

“Hello?” She held her phone in between her head and shoulders.

“Momoi.” To her surprise, it was Midorima. “There is something I would like to talk to you about.”

“Midorin!” Momoi practically sang. She immediately sat up, abandoning the magazine. “You rarely call first! What is it? Oh, let me guess! Do you need a lucky item? Or are you having boy troubles?”

“No, I am not having, as you say, ‘boy troubles.���” There was a pause. Momoi figured it was Midorima pushing his glasses up. “I also have acquired my lucky item for the day. I need your assistance. Could you accompany me on a shopping trip?”

Momoi felt her already wide smile go even wider. “Of course, I’ll go with you!” She loved being invited to things– be it eating lunches at Maji Burger or coordinating streetball lessons for the local kids. Usually, she was the one doing the coordinating– which, for the record, wasn’t something she minded! But it was nice having the invitation go the other way every once in a while. Especially from Midorima! 

People may think he was someone who wanted to be uninvolved, but it was not true! When luck permitted, he always came to different events like the team’s after practice ice cream trips. Sometimes he needed just a bit of nudging, nowadays in the form of Takao, but regardless, he didn’t often initiate events with her. She’d noticed that lucky item shopping is usually his excuse to hang out with others, but he already got his lucky item of the day. 

She wondered if anyone else was coming. Takao or Kise maybe? She couldn’t help but ask. “Are we going with anyone else? Takao-kun? Or Ki-chan?”

“No, it would just be the two of us, if that would be alright with you.” There was a pause. “I understand that it may be… unusual for it to be just us, but you were the friend that I deemed would be able to help me best.”

“Aww Midorin, that’s so sweet of you!” She could imagine him blushing at the compliment. “Send me the details over email, and I’ll be there in an hour!”

Momoi saw Midorima standing on the outside of the clothing store. He wore a simple dark blue t-shirt and beige pants. He tightly held onto a giant penguin plush. When his eyes met with Momoi’s, his grip loosened. 

She ran up to him, stopped right before him, and started bouncing on her feet. “So? What’s the occasion? What are we shopping for?”

“I… would like your help in choosing an outfit.” He turned his head to avoid eye contact. Momoi knew what that meant.

“So you were having boy troubles!” After everything that’s happened in the past few months, it’s been getting easier and easier to read Midorima and this was no exception. She will admit, however, that she hadn’t quite figured out who’d captured Midorima’s affection. Most people would say it was Takao who held the title as “The Boy Midorima Likes,” but Momoi had a theory she had been brewing up. It was still a work in progress, but her “Kagami Taiga: The Boy Who Has Captured Everyone’s Heart” thesis had a lot of evidence. Momoi would simply have to take into account both possibilities today.

“That would… that would imply that I am struggling, which I assure you is not the case,” Midorima’s face flushed and his voice was louder than usual. Momoi couldn’t help but laugh.

“But you’re not denying that this is a boy-related problem!” She winked. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about Midorin! I understand completely! Whenever I’m with the person I like, I always want to look my best. I won’t ask who it is, but I’ll give it my all in helping you out!”

“I… appreciate it…” 

“You’ll definitely capture his heart, Midorin!” She began urging him into the clothes store. “Let’s go!”

“I think this outfit will be the one, Midorin!” Momoi held up a green sweater with an argyle pattern. “It’ll go great with your eyes!”

Midorima took the sweater to examine it. 

“Besides the color being the same as my eyes, is there anything else to take note of?”

Momoi giggled. Midorima’s questions reminded her of a time in middle school where Midorima asked about her notes and note taking strategies. He was always serious in his studies, and this was no exception. “You want to pick clothes that fit well and that you’re comfortable wearing! Make sure that colors and patterns don’t clash. Like two very bright colors! It can work, but I’m not too sure if that’s what you want to go with.” 

Throughout her speech, she could see Midorima nodding and paying very close attention to her words. “So for the pants, should I go with one of the darker ones?” 

“Yes! Let me choose…” Momoi looked around, surveying each pair of pants until she found one she thought to be suitable. “I think those black pants should work! Check to see if they fit!”

“Thank you.” He gently placed his giant penguin plush down and grabbed the pair from Momoi. “I truly do appreciate the time you’ve taken out of your day to help me with this.” The tips of his ears were red. She found it quite cute, but chose not to comment.

“Of course, Midorin!” Momoi beamed at him. “I’m honored you asked me to help you out with this! I’ll be cheering you on!”

His blush spread to his face. He managed to mutter a thank you before shuffling off to try on the outfit. She sat down to wait for Midorima. Would this be a one time thing? While it was the first time that it’s been just the two of them, Momoi found that she quite enjoyed the experience. With just the two of them, the energy wasn’t as face paced, which Momoi appreciated. Sometimes, she needed the break from the constant running around of her daily life. And not only that, but Midorima had definitely changed. It was easier to understand him now. 

When Midorima walked out, she saw some people began to sneak glances at her friend. Unfortunately for the interested party, his heart had been taken by someone else. She bounced on over and eye’d her friend at all sorts of angles. Midorima stiffened at the attention, not knowing what to do.

Momoi laughed. “It’s fine Midorin! You look great!” She gave him a thumbs up. 

At that, Midorima sighed, finally letting the tension escape. “That endeavor was just as difficult as I imagined it to be.” He pushed his glasses up. “Thank you Momoi for making this trip much easier. Your knowledge was crucial and your guidance saved me a lot of frustration. Is there any way to repay you?”

Momoi thought about it and couldn’t think of anything she needed at the moment. Just spending time with a friend was already a gift in itself. But she knew that he wouldn’t take that as an answer. She placed a finger on her chin as she thought of her options. 

“I want you to pick an outfit for me!”

“I beg your pardon?” Momoi could see the gears running in Midorima’s head. “Do you not already have suitable clothes?”

“I want to test what you’ve learned! Let’s see if you can make an outfit for me.”

“I’m not sure if–”

“C’mon Midorin! I know you can do it! You’re not one to back away from a challenge are you?” With that, Momoi knew she won. 

“Give me ten minutes.” Midorima rushed towards the center of the score, scanning all around to find an outfit that would look well on her. She couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that his penguin plush was tucked between Midorima’s arms. 

“A brown plaid skirt, a white blouse without any patterns, and a light brown sweater that clashes with neither of these colors.” Midorima used his penguin to hold onto the clothes, as its flippers served the clothes like how there’s a waiter serving food at a restaurant. “Is this a suitable outfit?”

“There’s only one way to find out!” It was her turn to try on something new. She came out with a little twirl, “Well, Midorin? I have my thoughts, but let’s check your sense of fashion. What do you think?”

Midorima wasted no time. “For the skirt and jacket, I was hesitant at first since you chose a sweater that specifically matched the colors of my eyes, but the neutral colors appear to coordinate well. I also ensured that the blouse had no patterns. I do believe that it fits the criteria.”

She saw a slight hint of a smile. Was he proud? She hoped so, as she truly did love the outfit that Midorima chose. “But do you think I look cute? Do you think I can capture the hearts of anyone I set my eyes on?”

“You… you asked me for my thoughts and I believe I answered appropriately. Was I incorrect in this assessment?”

“I’m just messing with you Midorin!” She saw the hint of exasperation on Midorima’s face and so she finally relented. “It’s such a cute outfit! I’m impressed!”

“Hmph.” He turned away and began walking towards the cash register. “In that case, let’s go.”

Momoi followed along happily.

Outside of the store, Midorima said, “Thank you again. I found myself enjoying our time together.” There was a pause as he ruminated on what to say next. “I hope we can do this again. I’ve been told it would be beneficial to be the one to reach out more, so I will try to do just that.”

Momoi felt a tinge of tears begin to form, but she willed them away. To think only a year ago, she was wishing for a time where everyone could smile together again. So much had changed, and she hoped  that it would continue to do so. 

“And thank you Midorin,” She gave her friend a very wide smile. “Let’s definitely do this again. But before you leave, you definitely have to tell me about who you like! Come on! Tell me! Tell me!”

Midorima’s cheeks reddened as he tried to back away, but he realized fairly quickly that this was a battle he would not win. “Fine. But let’s do it somewhere else.”

“Of course, Midorin,” she said as she walked with her friend towards their next destination.

notes:

i couldn't decide if i wanted to have hints of midotaka or hints of midokaga bc i like both ships a lot! i ended up just keeping it vague on both ends, so YOU, the reader, can decide who The Boy Midorima Likes is :)

outfits are based on some merchandise art and official art! midorima's outfit is this:

momoi's outfit is this:

[gifti3]

why do the worst people be having kids

[mellotronmkll]

Nothing is more fun for me than curating and organizing a google drive folder for a band I like with neatly labelled subfolders for bootlegs demos interviews etc literally just for my own purposes but being really thorough and taking it really seriously anyway. Honestly it gives me a sexual thrill I didn't mean that last part

[unanchored-ship]

i have no idea if this makes any sense considering i dont know much about this AU, but for the family feast AU im just thinking of a casual dinner between William and his father, or so it seems that way except they're eating human meat yknow as the Williams do

i imagine William having sensory issues with the uhh fucken human guts and all the blood and his father tells him to stop being dramatic and eat and William cries bc it feels so bad but he eats anyway. and there's that image of little William weeping miserably with the intestines and blood falling from his lips

it just feels like a good metaphor for autistic kids being forced to choke down things we literally cannot handle. idk if that would be your intention but i think there's potential there :) you don't have to run with it this is just brainrot i had wahhh ok bye

sorry as soon as i read this i knew i had to do it

[beylinine]

Rumour 'round town has it that Sheriff Timoteo Thompson has been going all the way to the schoolhouse during his patrols 🤨

Wonder what all that's about

This might be my second favourite thing I've drawn omg why does he look like that. Sheriff why you lookin at Miss Adeline 'Jenny' Wilkinson like that hmm why is he oh my why

Girl what