#or i missed them whilst drawing idk

[spasmoticchainsaw]

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[theemporium]

violet fluff, luke and his grumpy gf who isn’t always the best at saying or showing her affection,

"I do love you, you know. Even if I'm shit at showing it."

thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

29. “I do love you, you know. Even if I’m shit at showing it.” 

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Usually, you were never one to let comments get to you. 

It was something you were well aware came with territory of dating someone in the spotlight, but it didn’t turn you away. You weren’t one to let the opinions of people you knew bother you, let alone strangers on the internet hiding behind a screen. It was something you could easily disconnect from, knowing full well most comments were made through a veil of jealousy and envy. 

You were secure in your relationship with Luke, why bother with people desperate to poke holes in something they didn’t know the details of?

It had been family skate day with the Devils and you had been told by Luke that the two of you were featured in the video the team posted on Instagram. You went to look for pure curiosity reasons, maybe drop a like before moving on with the day. You weren’t even sure why you looked at the comments. You weren’t sure why a few of them stuck out. 

user: she literally looks like she wants to be anywhere else, idk why luke is with her

And maybe in the long run, it wouldn’t have bothered you. But then you found yourself with the team a week or so later, at some random bar in Jersey celebrating another win to the streak. You were settled in the seat beside Luke, his arm over the back of your chair and a beer in his other hand whilst you nursed a vodka coke he had gotten you. 

“Oh, cover your eyes, people!” Curtis had laughed from the other side of the table, a teasing smile on his face. “They are within five inches of each other. Don’t get too excited, Luke!”

And—

You get it. You two didn’t show much PDA around the team or anyone in general. It wasn’t your kind of style. Luke sometimes held your hand or pulled you close, maybe a kiss to the top of your head. But overall, neither one of you was overly affectionate, especially in public. 

And it never bothered you before. It still didn’t. But maybe it did peeve you off just a little that people just assumed it meant something more, that the lack of affection was telling of something else, that you didn’t—

“Luke?” 

“Hm?” The boy hummed, his eyes glued to his phone screen as he aimlessly scrolled through what he missed in the old UMICH chat. His head was on your lap, his body sprawled over the couch whilst you were flicking through random channels. It had been a fairly normal evening for you both, minus the thoughts plaguing you. 

“You know I love you, right?” 

Luke paused, drawing his gaze away from his phone to look up at you with a frown. “What?” He questioned, an almost disbelieving laugh leaving his lips. “I mean, yeah. But where is this coming from?” 

“Nothing, I—” You cut yourself off, shaking your head as you reached down to push some hair away from his face. He leaned into the touch. “I do love you, you know. Even if I’m shit at showing it.” 

“I think you show it just fine, babe,” he assured you, his fingers wrapping around your wrist so he could tug your hand closer and press a soft kiss to your palm. It made your lips twitch upwards. “I know you’re obsessed with me, no need to go screaming it from the rooftops.” 

You scoffed, tugging your hand away. “Loser.” 

“Your loser that you love,” Luke retorted, a boyish grin on his face that you were endlessly fond of. 

“Yeah, unfortunately.”

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[heartfullofleeches]

Heyyoo it's been awhile ! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) Just wanna drop off another ask for the MURDER CLOWN GANG ! Since I haven't been active for awhile ( whilst trying to figure out what to do with this acc tbh )

Anyways, it's a return for my oc Ainsley ! And also, since I was backtracking some of the hcs, one caught my eye about Mimey being a stripper which made me pop up an idea for a lil doodle !

And as for the question ! I was wondering what would the gang react to them returning after another heist to Mimey and Ainsley, sitting on the couch counting a large bag of money they got in a gig from the casino / club.

Maybe one of them noticed the bloody metal baseball bat Ainsley's holding as Mimey counts the money happily xD

here's a doodle for ref since idk what to draw (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

"...Either of you need a blanket?"

"...You're all covered in blood... So much bare skin too....damnit...I got drool all over my new shirt again."

"Thank goodness you're home safe... I was so worried...."

"Man, I'm beat.... Mind if I squeeze in between you two?~"

"You're still wearing that?! Whatever.... I'm starving. Let's get something to eat."

"I'm not really to say goodbye to those outfits yet. Stay right there while I grab my camera if you would."

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Red runs cold so they spent the entire time worrying the pair would freeze to death. Not so subtly checks both over for injuries as they inquire about their evening. Blue was worried about them as well, but their fears range from the two getting caught to them dying from food poisoning from rancid buffet food(their imaginary runs wild when they panic)

Purple's just trying to get a good look at them for as long as they can. If mime or Ainsley's bloody stockings go missing from the laundry you know who's the culprit. Green is drooling at the sight of them covered in blood for one reason or another. Their rule about not biting teammates might not be in effect that night

Orange being the difficult one of the group refuses to accept how cute either are - distracting themselves any way they can think of before they spill. If weren't being real, Pink likely was the one who made their outfits. Even if they didn't they're a fool for cute people in cute clothing.

(Sorry for the delay, chief! This was sitting my drafts for a minute. Great work as always - I love the little bows on their stockings ❤️🤡)

[blingblong55]

Money, Money, Money- 141 X Reader X F1

Based on a request:

Idk if i can put in two requests but please. PLEASE I fucking love f1 Give more cod x f1 I dont care who and what and where, i just need more fics like that Thx for everything bestie(Feel free to ignore) --- GN!Reader, 141 x reader x f1

So I must leave, I'll have to go To Las Vegas or Monaco And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the same

The fame, the women/men that wanted you to date them, and the adrenaline, are all worth it and all possible if you drive in Formula 1. Twenty of the best drivers in the world, all in ten separate teams, every other weekend for 23 times a year you race around the globe to become the desired World Champion of that season. There was something that was missing, your friends, the military men you met years ago when one got lost and they ended up finding you.

"R/N!" Soap called, running to you for yet another exciting weekend. They were home from a mission and all seemed to be in a good mood. Ghost and Gaz even made sure to bring their caps to support your team. Soap played the role of the boyfriend so other women/men would not bother you. Price made it look like he was your father figure and Gaz and Ghost were always suspected to be your siblings or best friends. Of course, Ghose became loved by your fans, a man who wore a cap and a black surgical mask had become attractive to them. He never cared for it, would sometimes give the camera the bird and soon they learned to never show him again.

The four men had become your luck charm, the drawings of a bar of soap, cap, skull and a bonnie all on your helmet for every race. In a way, they became the second family whilst on the road. It was nice, you got to keep real friends close and have fun and good memories with them.

Soap for some reason played the role of your partner far too well. Suspicions amongst drivers and the media grew as the time went by. Truthfully, if he was your partner, he'd be as supportive as he is now. Maybe even more. Some of the other drivers need police escort whilst all you need is your best mates. Race after race, they would either hear your answerphone or you'd be on screen pointing at your helmet, your four drawn luck charms on it.

This race was one you were looking forward to, the Brazilian GP. All honouring the late Ayrton Senna, the favourite driver in Brazil, Hamilton and rooting for your two current rivals, Verstappen and Sainz. By Tuesday, you met up with Price, he was alone, which was weird. Soap was usually the first hug of the day. "So, where are the rest?" you kindly ask.

"Getting some rest, they had a rough flight." a lie he told that you believed. In truth, they had used this visit for a mission, most people would be focused on the race and that meant they had time to execute some mission. You believed him because the only lie he had told years ago was that they were just pub mates on a weekend out, never that they were trained soldiers who happened to be in the elite military force that is known as SAS. Brutal, strong and agile, that is who they are, not pub mates.

As the day went on, Price disappeared from sight. Instead of the usual welcome lunch they'd have with you, you walked around the paddock, wandering like a child.

Hours went on, but no text or call. Just a greeting from the answerphone, "It's me, just leave a message." But that's the problem, you never left a message, They knew how nervous this race was for you, Soap would always answer but why not now? You needed his usual comments, the banter Ghost gave and the shoulder pats Gaz gave you.

Somewhere in the country, the men executed their mission with absolute perfection. Few bruises and scratches, nothing new except this time they lied to you, if it wasn't for their mission to be in Brazil and your race to be happening at the same time, they would have not shown up. They'd be elsewhere, fighting for a good reason but not visiting you at the track. Gaz felt awful, having to lie to his best friend about what he was doing, even after them confining in you about what they do for a living, they still wouldn't and don't expect you to actually understand their reasoning for not telling you about this mission.

There you were, on the big screen as you answered questions over the best qualifying session you've had all season. They sneak in, trying to pretend like they didn't just kill the enemy and its soldiers.

"A perfect qualifying, what do you say to that R/N?" the interviewer said. You sigh in contentment, "Yeah, well it is amazing to have had such amazing times at each lap, I'm sure the team and I will want to keep these numbers and maybe go faster for tomorrow's race." You say and most of the crowd cheers in agreement. Soap should know but this time around he is lost, how great was your time? Did you go for pole position or are you just in the top three? Gaz definitely feels like a bad friend, not there to actually watch you like he always did.

After each qualifying, you'd greet them, run up to them and hug them but because you thought they weren't there, you just went towards the team and hugged them. From a distance, the men saw you celebrate as if they never existed in your life. It was them who you were supposed to hug, them who you should run up to. Soap was supposed to pat your helmet and you'd complain about it later.

Usually after the hug, you'd greet fans then the usual interviews or meetings with the team would take place. It wasn't until after 8 at night that they saw you again. They learned that you broke a new record for the team. Your speed was impeccable, and they weren't even there to witness such a memorable moment for you.

A/N: I think I went off my original idea to this...sorry

Tags: @agasawit

[dysfunctional-doodle]

Hello. I hope I'm not bothering you, but I was wondering what's your personal headcanons on the Bayverse Turtles? I may have spelled headcanons wrong, so correct me if I am wrong.

(Dude I always spell headcanons wrong I got you)

Oooh hc time! Random stuff really, but:

Mikey has ADHD and Autism. I mention it very briefly in my tmnt chat fic, but I read a fanfic with this idea and it just fits so much for me. Especially the ADHD, which I think the creator of the movie confirmed somewhere anyway?

Donnie has chronic pain in his upper back/spine area, specifically where the shoulders are. To me, he just seems to have a more awkward, uneven build compared to his brothers - he is thinner and taller, yet his shell is still huge. So i kind of had this hc floating around. Idk if other people like it but eh. Cant be a nerd without a bad back I guess

Mikey and Donnie are definitely the younger brothers. Mikey being almost a full year after Donnie, and Donnie being about half a year after Raph and Leo (who are the same age)

Raph knits. Basically confirmed anyway. Specifically he learnt to knit after they were struck by a particularly harsh winter and needed blankets - Raph, being the only one that wasn’t too weak/in hibernation mode at the time, learnt how to knit to try and protect his family when he couldn’t fight the enemy with punches and kicks. He still knits blankets for them every year when the winter grows cold. They keep every one, so they have the comfiest beds

They share a room. 4 giant turtles crammed into one room with rickety bunk beds and hammocks is very funny to imagine

Leo loves romance movies. In particular the TV movie ones.

Leo had a similar attitude to Raph when he was a child until Splinter went missing for a few days whilst scavenging for food (he was fine in the end…mostly. A hasty escape from a warehouse caused him to injure his leg and be forced to hide until he could gain enough strength to return to his sons). When seeing his brothers grow hungry and scared over the few days he took charge, becoming much more of the Eldest Brother figure.

Mikey idolises Leo. He wants to be just like him one day. He thinks he’s the coolest. (It makes Leo’s comment about his head “always being in the clouds” hurt so much more)

Mikey gets a Klunk eventually, saved from being drowned. Her siblings were not as lucky (yes, I am very much writing a fic for this)

Donnie’s favourite pass time is computer science/programming/IT based activities, like how 2012 Donnie seems to enjoy chemistry the most and 2003 Donnie leans heavily towards engineering.

Leo loves house plants

Raph hates house plants

Donnie is blind as hell without his glasses and spent a lot of his younger years unable to see much. Once he could finally see he suddenly was given a world with endless possibilities and potential

Leo is terrible at technology. I’m talking 80 year old woman bad. He always clicks on scam ads and blows up computers. Something just doesn’t click with him and technology

They all have heavy turtle instincts due to them, like 2003, being just turtles rather than a mix of human dna. This causes them to have instincts and qualities turtles have such as retreating into their shells, brumating (at least partially), chirping, etc.

Donnie has a major sweet tooth

Raph can’t stand most sweet things

As kids, they would spend most their time looking at the human world and pretending they were with them.

Donnie is autistic, and has a lot of stims when he is happy that involve chittering and chirps.

Leo cheats at every video game/board game they play due to the eldest sibling advantage

Mikey loves to draw his own comics

Their Christmas hip hop album is fire

Raph is actually the cook, and is quite good at it. Mikey always burns things or they are undercooked because he’s too impatient, Donnie experiments and Leo blows everything up

That’s all for now!

[agalychnisspranneusroseus]

The Morrowind angle to the AU is really hitting now I think of the parallels. Going about trying to discover the truth of a prophecy whilst fulfilling it, and the need to unite the land against Dagoth Ur/ The Core and Andrias, this version of Sashanarcy being both the Nerrevarine and sort of The Tribunal. They're mortals drawing divine power from an artefact of a true god (the stones/the heart of Lorkan) and only manipulated with special tools from an ancient mythical builder (The Music Box/Kagrenac's tools) who's use has already caused much destruction whilst their enemy seeks to use said artefact as a power source in a machine of conquest. All we're missing is a Nerevar for the girls to murder and betray /j It's giving me many many other thoughts about these Newt Great Houses what's their deal? Are they similar to the houses of Morrowind or are they completely different ?

I'm telling you the Amphibia - Morrowind parallels are REAL. My inspirations have mostly to do with the tone I'm trying to go for. idk if that's being translated well, but every time I feel a scene isn't clicking I imagine it's happening in Morrowind (the game not the location) and it helps me find the tone, the whole stranger in a strange land vibe, a dark and dangerous island continent full of giant bugs trying to kill you, with a heavily fragmented and politically unstable society, a morally complex empire somewhat keeping the peace between the different races and a deep dark evil lurking underneath with just the right touch of political fantasy Gah I just HAVE to recommend Morrowind to anyone who hasn't played it, it's like $4 on Steam rn and it's one of the best videogames ever made aaaaaagh

My friend what if I told you I joined House Redoran just to get some inspiration. My argonian nerevarine is trying to become House Brother so bad but Athyn Sarethi (I think it was him??) keeps telling me I "do not meet the requirements" and that I "need to learn how to repair light and medium armor" or whatever. Nvm my point is, there's a lot of Morrowind inspiration in this fic, especially in what concerns political worldbuilding. I'm actually writing Chapter 7 today, and a lot of these actors will be introduced there! Mostly the Great Houses (which indeed are very much like the Morrowind Great Houses, with pretty much the exact same ranking system and some similar history with disgraced houses - such as the Dawnblood and Longclaw houses - which were stripped of all lands power and titles much like House Dagoth in the game) but also a faction that is heavily inspired by the Dissident Priests, my absolute favorite Morrowind faction, gosh the Dissident Priests are so so cool, I had no idea an Elder Scrolls main quest could be this good but it just kept getting better and better. Their first appearance is actually in Chapter 5, but things get serious in Chapter 7.

Another reason I'm trying to draw inspiration from Morrowind is that I'm trying to pepper in some political fantasy elements, and since I'm reading ASOIAF I really really really didn't want to make a cheap copy of it even accidentally, I wanted to diversify my sources, and I thought Morrowind would be a neat place to start. The Great Newt Houses are not 100% copy-paste houses Redoran, Hlaalu, Telvanni etc but they're definitely closer to them than they are to the Great Houses of Westeros. I felt like the style matched the setting and the story better. The ranking system is pretty much copied and pasted tho lol I'll admit that, though it's much shortened (It goes like, Hireling > Retainer > Oathman > Lawman > Councilman > Archmaster, EXCEPT in the case of house Longclaw, which goes Aspirant > Squire > Gallant > Chevalier > Councilman > Seneschal). A lot of characters we see in the series (and some that we don't) will be assigned these roles (for example, Yunan's father was a Seneschal of House Longclaw before their house was disbanded and stripped of lands and titles). I'm sorry I'm. excited. the Great Newt Houses is the main worldbuilding element I'm completely making up and I just hope they make sense, they felt very necessary for the story I was trying to tell so I'm working hard on them. There are eleven Great Houses in Amphibia, and there are no minor houses, it's just these eleven factions who all kinda hate each other. Historically, they all fought for power, specifically power over the gems, but House Leviathan gathered them all with the help of the First Order of the Olm and subdued everyone else, bringing peace to the land. Through war and conquest. Anyway, now House Leviathan has only two members, Andrias and Marcy (the rest of them are all in the Core hahahahaha). House Dawnblood is ????? and House Longclaw no longer exists, though Yunan was pardoned by the king after she defeated Ragnar the Wretched, effectively ending the Sand Wars, and made her a general in the Newtopian Army.

One final element of inspiration I drew from Morrowind is a bit more abstract, and it has to do with making the prophecy subplot more complex, harder to put together. Marcy has to go through a lot of research in order to even get the whole thing, not to mention to translate it and interpret it, while fighting people with conflicting interpretations that want to get in her way. It won't be as easy as asking Mother Olm about it, no, she has to do the whole Morrowind main quest on her own, with Lady Olivia following her everywhere and making sure she doesn't get herself killed.

[tojiscrack]

Omg I actually don't know why I'm so nervous to write and send this ask because it probably won't even be seen- idk- I'm just in the presence of such awesomeness rn 🤧

ANYWAYS, I'm literally such a HUGEEE fan of LL 🥹 It's my whole life and I love the way you write ��� Your characters, your story, just everything is pure perfection ❤️ I ACTUALLY CONSUME ALL THE FAN WORKS TOO like you've created such an amazing community I swear and everyone seems so lovely - it's honestly delicious.

SO I actually really wanted to share some hcs for your LL OCs because I love all of them, they're so mwah! BUT I PROBABLY GOT THEIR CHARACTERS SO WRONGG SO THAT'S...NOT 😀 BUT I JUST FELT LIKE I HAD TO HEAR YOUR THOUGHTS ON THEM ANYWAYS 😢 (I am so sorry. I actually cannot write anything to save my life)

OK AND ALSO I see all these incredible artworks and I would honestly contribute BUT I can't draw 😔 AT ALL. And I feel like your fic is too good for that. But I would absolutely LOVE to do a silly cosplay of Kai or something BECAUSE I JUST LOVE HIM AND I FEEL LIKE THAT'D BE SO FUN but I wasn't sure if that was okay?? Idk maybe I'm just super worried for no reason but I just had to check because I want to be respectful and I don't want to share/post anything without asking first 😓

(why does this feel so short and long at the same time- I WILL WRAP THIS UP)

ERM- So do you think it'd be ok to cosplay him and put it on TT or I can put it on Insta if you prefer??? I really don't know sbsj

I THINK THAT'S REALLY ALL 😀 But GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR EXAMS I FULLY BELIEVE IN YOU 🙏 Make sure you don't forget to take breaks and eat and sleep whilst you're busy studying 😢

THANK YOU <33

‘don't know why I'm so nervous to write and send this ask because it probably won't even be seen-‘ — well you must be new here 🤨 i never ignore any of my asks, it does just take me some time to get through them all 😭

but we’re here now 😋

‘I'm just in the presence of such awesomeness rn’ — i know 😋

HAHA JK STOPPP YOU’RE FLATTERING ME 😭❤️ I’M AWESOME FOR SURE BUT THAT DOESN’T LESSEN HOW AWESOME YOU MUST BE TOO <333

but i’m soooo pleased you like LL as much as you do 😩 i love writing it and answering asks and talking and AKISJSJS, you’re the sweetest person ever, truly

the works that the community have also provided are amazing, you’re so right about that 😋 i’m so glad you’re part of it now, welcome! <3

‘you've created such an amazing community I swear and everyone seems so lovely’ — firstly, THEY AREEE, idk how i got such a beautiful community of people all at once, it’s genuinely so refreshing like idek how to describe it

but i have to correct you. i didn’t create this community. i made LL, that’s for sure, but the community being its wonderful self is ALLL them (and now you! 🥹). i’m so thankful you have no idea, like UGHHH 😩❤️

‘SO I actually really wanted to share some hcs for your LL OCs because I love all of them, they're so mwah!’ — 😧

OH MY GOSHHHH, YES YES I’M SO EXCITED YESSS

‘BUT I PROBABLY GOT THEIR CHARACTERS SO WRONGG SO THAT'S…’ — THEY ARE WHATEVER YOU WANT THEM TO BE HAHA, YOU’RE ALL GOOD 😭👍🏽

let’s go through them <3

#1: Half of Miss B's wardrobe is either in #ab06d4 OR #ab868 EITHER OF THESE SPECIFIC COLOURS

miss b, just in case anyone was wondering, isn’t exactly a LL oc. she’s the baker girl from nanami’s memory in canon, but gege hates putting names to the women he introduces (aHEM mamaguro 🤨) so i had to just give her a cute little nickname 😭

so honestly, this hc passes bc i’m not gege and have no idea what miss B would wear HAHA ✅

#2: Either Kai's parents are super supportive or they're "it's just a phase" people

random kai lore (i see how you used the name he prefers HAHAHA, he’d love you for that) but he doesn’t have a dad 😀

i don’t… know… if… it’s telling… but…

yeah.

you can probably imagine why he left. and his mum initially thought it was a phase, till it just kept going. now she’s an exhausted woman who just wants a normal son 😭

#3: When Y/N's dad leaves for work, when he looks at souvenirs he's like "yep, I just know [character] would love that" and does those dad chuckles to himself YK WHAT I MEANNDJJSJS

ABSOLUTELY ✅

pretty sure it was mentioned in one of the chapters before (can’t remember which one) but he brings back souvenirs from his trips and brings lots of stuff for megumi - since they both have a common interest: animals.

you depict him so well in ur mind, i’m thankful 😭

#4: When Chad is "popular" with the girls (because yk average jock core or whatever) but he always plays it down and he's way too nice about it even if he's not into them

this hc passes as canon too! ✅

we’ve established how he’s not the typical mean-guy-chad we see in those 2000s films, which mc loves commenting on. he’s just a chill guy 🤷🏽‍♀️

#5: All the kindergarten teachers/staff are still recovering from Y/N like they still tell the mini mercupine tales sometimes (but....in a less traumatising way)

oh i hadn’t thought of this…

✅ LL canon :)

they definitely think of mercupine at times. and i have a rough draft of an interaction they have in the future…

but the mercupine tales? absolutely. they’d be examples to the next generation of kindergarteners

#6: At some point one of the characters that probably wouldn't ever (e.g. Y/N's mother or Miss B) have actually referred to Megumi as "porcupine", just because of Y/N calling him that, PURELY ACCIDENTALLY AS WELL just a slip of the tongue or somethin

THIS HAS DEFINITELY HAPPENED 😭✅

it could’ve been any of the characters tho, since ‘porcupine’ is so commonly used. but just wait till it’s used by the wrong people…

#7: Oliver is always out of some kind of loop. He's that one person that doesn't check their phone enough or something and misses HALF of the stuff going on

i didn’t have a story background for oliver, honestly. my main ocs are mc, mc’s parents/family, chad, malakai, and any frequently-mentioned extras you might meet later on.

so whatever you wanna depict oliver as, it’s ✅ canon to me too 😋

‘I see all these incredible artworks and I would honestly contribute BUT I can't draw AT ALL’ — honestly, don’t even sweat it, drawing is a SKILL that only the most patient people have 😭

‘I would absolutely LOVE to do a silly cosplay of Kai or something BECAUSE I JUST LOVE HIM AND I FEEL LIKE THAT'D BE SO FUN but I wasn't sure if that was okay??’ — GIRL IT’S FINE??? 😭

this is the first time someone’ll ever cosplay a LL character anyway and i’m ??? like levitating and so overwhelmed bc i didn’t even think of this being a thing? 😧

GO FOR IT OMG, and if you don’t mind, tag me too! <3 i’d loveee to see how you do it (i’m sure you’ll nail it, he’s just a typical crazy emo HAHAH)

you can post it on any social you want. tho if it’s on any social other than tumblr, you’re gonna have to drop by and lmk you’re user bc i don’t have a tt that’s not my private one haha 😭 and now it’s my time to ask if you’d let me link it on the LL q&a page here. it’s where i attach all the community stuff for the fic :)

TY FOR THIS LONG MESSAGE IT WAS SO JUICY AND I LOVED IT OSHAJBSJWJE TYSM FOR YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT, ILYSM YOU HAVE NO IDEA 🥹❤️

[bon-is-gone]

https://www.tumblr.com/bon-is-gone/748757237890170880/fluttershy-so-yeah-i-made-mlp-infection-au?source=share

*perks up* found this trend a while ago and I loved seeing mlp infection aus...idk why but I think mlp horrors are the best horrors! Like human horrors make me feel uncomfortable but replace the humans with colorful ponies and I wanna see it! (My random guess is, not knowing if I'm right or not, because I'm scared of it being transmitted to humans?) Anyway, now I'm curious about it!

What are the stages? How did it begin? You planning to make a bunch of art for it? Write a story via comic or written or as I've seen some do...videos? Or just draw a bunch of ponies infected? Sorry if I'm pushy or nosey...just fluttershy went from 0-100 so fast in your pics of her and looked so good...she looked so cute before infection and terrifying after! You have a great artstyle! I just had to learn if this was a one hit-thing or if it will bloom into a story or something!

AGDHAGDHSGDHAGSHGA I STILL CANT GET USED TO THE FACT THAT PEOPLE LIKE MY STUFF AND IVE BEEN HERE FOR A YEAR NOW HDGAJGXISHDJ THANKYOUTHANKYOYTAHNKYOUTHANKYOU-

Ah yes, my favorite subject

Dying ponies with rabies 😌

Imma try and answer all the questions amigo, however I'm writing this in 2 in the morning with a sh*t ton of adrenaline from the fact that you asked (I'm gonna have a heart attack oh lord) so do forgive me if I missed one-

Oh ehem-

Stages

So the sickness which I took for this au is Rabies! Which I think a lot if you might know what it is. Ofcourse, this is a more messed up type of rabbies. There's only 3 stages since the person transforms quickly(in a 1 day). 1st stage: after the pony gets bit by a subject with rabbies they start feeling weak, tired and nauseous. They also all of a sudden get scared of water 2nd stage: the ponies body starts to hurt, usually specific body parts feel the most pain (for example with fluttershy its her front hooves), which then start to get longer, stretching. 3rd stage the ponies body becomes disfigured, they become extremely aggressive and blood-thirsty, foam will start pouring out of their mouth and completely forget who they were before.

How did it begin?

Some chemist pony probably tried to find a cure for different types of sickness in the mlp world but instead made a potion for the missed up rabbies. He tested on some animals and one of them escaped. The animal got to fluttershy(because she's always with animals so she shall be the first victim) and bit her. The infection would continue on with twilight who wanted to go check up on her but instead got attacked.

You planning to make a bunch of art for it?

Oh buddy. OH BUDDY- I already nade some sketches of how twilight and Pinkie pie are before and after getting infected. I do want to draw some background ponies with those meters (you know those ones with like "hunger: 50%" or something) specifically this guy

SILVER ZOOM 😎 I found him whilst browsing the mlp wiki for background ponies and omg I LOVE HIS DESIGN AJGDHSHDHWHDHDH

Also this fella

Crystal earth gives me "I FELL INLOVE WITH AN EMO GIRL" vibes and I'm DIGGING IT

Write or make a story/comic/video? Or just draw a bunch of ponies infected?

I'm not a writer so hard pass on the story. Comic would LOVE to do that, however I'm not used to drawing ponies like, at all, So it takes me a really long time to get the look right(especially with all the different angles of the head, yikes). Now, the video? Hell f*cking yeah. I planned on making a video 100% doing it like people do on tiktok (or in my case youtube because I am not going to that wretched place, no offense to anyone who goes there) but never made it since I got sidetracked with other stuff lmao. So currently I will stick to just solely making art, but I will make a video about it no doubt. Complete story? Probably not.

Again thank you so much for asking! It makes me super happy when people ask me about my stuff or just opinions on anything. (I did not get held enough as a child God damn-) and no worries about being pushy! (You weren't honestly)

This was Bon, signing out

[charizardstolemynickname]

SEASON 3 BABYYYYYYYYYY (sobbing)

I have started season 3! Here are my thoughts that I am adding to everytime I pause the first episode

SO, everyone appears to still have their powers, well Gus does. But last time Luz was there (Season 1 finale maybe? I forget when) Luz was unable to use the glyphs, which makes sense. No world magic in the Human Universe, but the magic people have magic in their heart thing (??) so, it makes sense they can still do magic

AND I FORGOT GUS IS A HUMAN NERD! He had the whole human club thing at Hexside, and now he gets to witness the magic that is bubble wrap, amazing. ALSO, this is a Gus fanpage, HE HELPED LUZ'S MUM WASH THE DISHES! I love him.

Hunter and Luz bonding over not telling the others things in their secret things. Poor little kids just confused. They don't deserve this.

"Thank you for providing us shelter ma'am" "Please never do that again" HUNTER YOU PRECIOUS CHILD, poor Luz's mum now has like, 6 kids (including Vee) overnight, she is struggling, especially with the magic terms and Belos and Collector story.

AHHH, V IS SO CUTE, THE LITTLE NOTE LEFT WELCOMING LUZ HOME!!!

NEW INTRO IS SO COOL!!! And I never knew the studio that created TOH is called "Lumity Studios" BROOO, the studio just ships Luz and Amity the most huh

THE LUZ AND AMITY PICTURES IN THE INTRO!?! AHHHHH AND THE "HI IM BI" AIUEDNFFLWJKSDL

THE COMING OUT WITH THE HUG AND RAINBOWS AND POWERPOINT!!? I AM GOING INSANE!!!!!!!!!

The human clothes are so great BUT HUNTER DRESSING UP AT FLAPJACK?! Iconic, love the onesie kiddo

NEW V OUTFIT AND APPEARANCE! Iconic. AND THE PRIDE BADGE CAMILLA IS WEARING!? AHSUSHA

Hunter in the mirror freaking out, bless him, I just want to hug and adopt him, WILLOW CUTTING HIS HAIR!! Also Hunter you ain't hiding this crush well YOU ARE BLUSHING EVERYTIME WILLOW IS NEAR

V saving the world one step at a time (teaching Gus how to use the fire extinguisher) as she should

.....They are so bad at cooking, bless them, Luz, Camilla and Vee look traumatised

(I have no idea if this is still the intro, going to be honest, the music is still going though so)

Luz and Amity dancing in the rain (so romantic I will sob) whilst Hunter and Gus are covered in mud and Vee laughs and Willow takes a picture, AHHH My feels. I love them. They are just kids and these scenes remind me of that

......The Hooty, Lilith, Eda and King drawings in Luz's notebook are making me go insane, holy hell, ONE) LUZ IS AN AMAZING DRAWER BUT TWO) DON'T GO MAKING ME MISS THEM, I WILL SOB

(Ah so it was just the intro, I apologise for such big notes on just the intro BUT IT WAS SO COOL!)

...THEY HAVE A VERSION OF DUOLINGO!?! Oh Hooty is going to LOVE this. AND VEE!! Vee is adorable I love her, she has basically perfected a WHOLE DIFFERENT LANGUAGE!

Gus' magic thing becoming an earring is also not being unnoticed, I am absolutely seeing it, and going insane over it, and now want it, despite not having my ears pierced, I also want to dress like how he is dressed, god someone tell me where Gus gets his human clothes from, his overall vibes are immaculate

Whatever Flapjack is looking for is also noted, I will keep this in mind, but please magic birdy, don't ruin these floors, they have just done this building back up (/lh)

WHO DREW THAT PICTURE OF HOOTY!? WHY IS IT SO CREEPY

Aww, so it really is Duolingo, with the threats and all!

"I never expected to be a mother of 6!" RIGHT?! Like, Camilla loves these kids with her whole heart I am sure.. BUT THIS POOR WOMAN, she needs a break

...Hunter that jumper is so- ....You know what, beautiful, well done kiddo

Do we think Flapjack isn't trying to find something and instead trying to draw something? Idk, the shapes of the cracks look similar (but that might just be, because they are cracks of the same material with the same material hitting it with the same force) OH NO, Well, I was close, ish (we will pretend), but he was instead trying to get what is underneath the floor? A box? A map?? OOOO, no guys, tell Luz

I love that Luz just has to go to school after it all, I wonder if Vee was going in her place for however long Luz was gone after summer ended. And Luz, pal, please don't cause a scene in your English Lit class, you'll get weird looks... Knew it

FUCKKKK The locker being full of Eda and King drawings and THE KING MODEL, is making me lose my mind, I MISS THEM!!!!!! How did you guys survive!?

"You were right in class, we read about too many crusty old dudes, give me books about crusty old women!" Feminism has peaked ladies, gentlemen and other guests, we cannot improve from this moment on

"I wish I knew how to make demon food for your friends. Would they prefer to drink blood?" Camilla supports demons and vampires, my supportive queen <3

AWW WAIT, Hunter's sewing is getting better!!! WELL DONE!! PROUD OF YOU SWEETIE! And the obsession with wolves? Relatable, I adore them too, we are one of the same, you're right Gus, happy Hunter is new, but we love him!

"Do you miss it?" "I miss knowing who I was supposed to be" Jesus Hunter! No need for such a hard hitting line to be used!

...Gus being obsessed with a book and accidentally hinting to Hunter he knows about the Grimwalker thing, was hilarious. But NOT as hilarious as Gus creating a whole shrine to this book series in a tiny closet in the basement, I love Gus

GOD I ALSO LOVE CAMILA, she is studying so many books and paper and making notes etc to help find something for them to eat I AM GOING INSANE

AND SHE IS DEFENDING LUZ SO MUCH AHHHH, I LOVE CAMILA SO MUCH, I also relate to little Luz, I too was weird and did weird stuff without realising it was weird, god I feel so sorry for Camilla, SHE IS A WONDERFUL PARENT, if I see anyone ever insulting her I will go feral, she is under my protection now, if she has 1 fan, its me, if she has 0, I am dead. SHE EVEN HAS THE SNAKE PJS FRAMED!! AND THE BI LOVE BRACELET! God I am going insane

..Hunter, babes, my pal, that sadly isn't human outfit, that is, fictional story outfit. BUT I APPRECIATE THE EFFORT! AWW Gus and Hunter bonding over being nerds is so sweet, I adore them, but Hunter, sadly the 90s was very wrong, we didn't get cool gadgets BUT we did get tumblr, so... yeahhhh.

"NO NO NO SPOILERSSSS!" Mood Hunter, me and you are trying to avoid spoilers to our new obsession like its the plague

DON'T BLUSH LIKE THAT HUNTER JUST BECAUSE SHE WINKED AT YOU! Fucking simp (/j)

"Even if I am not who I am supposed to be, I like who I am right now" GOD, WHAT HAVE WE TALKED ABOUT HUNTER! NO HARD HITTING LINES ON A MONDAY! There was no reason for that line to be so emotion-inducing

This green stuff is really getting on my nerves, let these kids have a break they already have enough trauma and angst to deal with (/j)

THEY HAVE A STATUE OF PHILIP!?! God damn stupid town.

...Demonic giraffes should have been expected with them banishing them, but hey, they are still cute

VEE YOU BRAVE SOUL, and I will come back to how much I love you in a minute, BUT THE OWNER/EMPLOYEE PERSON HAS NONBINARY FLAG NAILS ON! They are quite cool, love them, Vee clearly loves them too with that blush

MASHA! You have a name AND YOUR PLAQUE THING WITH YOUR NAME ON HAS YOUR PRONOUNS! Love that

"It's like you are reading each other's minds! You must have been friends forever!" GOD, Have I mentioned how much I love Vee? Amazing way to diffuse the tension and such, love her

AWW A SCRAPBOOK! Fuck, that's adorable. ALSO THEY ALL WATCHED DISENCHANTED TOGETHER?! Amazing. Love that they do movie nights. God they are all so cute together god damn it!

I know this searching through the house is meant to be intense, but the hooty and king masks combined with the HOUSE BEING SO BIG, SINCE WHEN IS IT SUCH A LARGE HOUSE AND NOT SOME TINY SHED is making me laugh

Maybe inside the wardrobe is Narnia! ..nevermind it was just a rat

Oh but couldn't Belos actually be there, but in the mirror like Luz and the Collector did? Which is why Hunter saw him there but he isn't actually in the house?

ANYWAY, I have gone through like, half the first episode and I have put a lot of thoughts here, so this is part 1 of s3 episode 1 reaction, will upload the second part when I finish the episode but YEAH, so far, absolutely loving this season, I like that its all blind reactions, I usually see stuff about the shows and that's what makes me watch it, but instead I am truly coming into this not knowing anything, which is fun!

[lunar-years]

is there any flavor of TS criticism that DOESNT piss you off? like her neglecting to speak out against palestine, her private jet use, etc? no hate btw, I just feel like your prev post was really well thought out and made sense, so I just was wondering your opinion on criticism against her in general.

hi! Yeah, there is plenty of Taylor criticism that doesn't piss me off! stuff like the jet use, not speaking up about Palestine, not being more politically outspoken in general (especially taken in contrast to the activism she professed in Miss Americana, lol), the questionable people she's associated with (on a deeper level than taking a picture with them or being surface-level cordial, I'm talking like...dating the disgusting likes of ratty heely and some such, here).

For me, that type of criticism is based on where people draw their own personal moral boundaries and what they expect out of the celebrities they enjoy or the art they consume. If someone's hard line is Taylor not speaking out on xyz issue or her taking unnecessary flights and causing harm to the environment, I can completely understand and respect that! It's an individual choice and it’s fair game to have differing opinions on where that line is.

For me personally, I guess I just don't expect my favorite singers to also be my favorite activists, and I don't look to celebrities to be my political mouthpiece or tell me how to vote or what have you. We have politicians and actual activists for that. Quite frankly, I think a lot of people with platforms ought to step back from the incessant urge and demand to comment on everything happening everywhere, because it leads to a lot of people offering up a lot of thoughts and opinions (and rampant misinformation) about issues they really haven't got the first clue about or may not fully understand.

Do I think Taylor could (and should) do better in some areas? Absolutely! I think it would be great if she spoke up more, but I also want her to be informed before she does. At the same time, I like to think I mostly recognize she's a human being and human beings are hypocritical and imperfect on occasion. She is going to make mistakes. In the end, I can still feel that she is a good person, and that is okay. But if someone else's hardline is different than mine, that's also okay!

I am also under absolutely zero illusions that Taylor, in addition to doing a lot of good, is also an extraordinarily rich white woman with a lot of privilege, who is going to at times behave in a very out-of-touch, rich white person with a lot of privilege type of way. I don't expect her to represent me. Hell, she is paying more right now to stay two nights in a Sydney hotel room than I make in an entire year. I'm here because I think she writes cool songs lmao. Idk.

Lastly, obviously I am a fan who is biased in that sense. I'm not going to pretend I don't find criticism of any kind much more palatable when it comes from fans, to fans. If it's swifties talking on tumblr i am always up for dissenting opinions and discussion about pretty much any issue (as a goofy example, in terms of the "taylor swift writes immature music" comment, I couldn't give a single shit if a fan comes on here and posts about how they think ME! is an immature stupid song. It's a lot different when it's fans voicing opinions they recognize as just that, an opinion.)

When you get outside the fan community, it gets dicey, because people lob valid Taylor criticism around losey-goosey to mask the fact that they actually hated her to begin with and are grasping at the first thing in sight to get other people to hate her, too. It's very...transparent at times. Like, the people who incessantly complain about her jet usage whilst not talking about other celebrities who do the exact same shit, let alone the massive corporations systematically killing our planet, or who blatantly ignore things like the fact Taylor has actually cut down her jet usage substantially in the last year. They just pretend to care when it can knock the celebrity they already hate down a peg amongst twitter users, lmao.

Criticism is fine. I don't worship her! I just think, there's valid criticism and there isn't, you know?

[lilaqpetal]

THE MANDELA CATALOG

heeeeeyyy guys :]

i recently saw the mandela catalog vol1 had been remastered and i SCREAMED because as an analog horror lover + avid mandela catalog enthusiast, this was sorta new content and i immediately watched it when it came out.

honestly.. wow. it was amazing! some people say it was underwhelming and missed a few scenes.. but i didn’t mind! it was a new style and alex really showed his expansion and improvement. im so happy for him and im happy he’s wanting to possibly remaster the series<3

anyway, the post for today is just recent mandela catalog art i wanted to share!! i have a big lore thing made up in my little brain and im infatuated with it at the moment. its too long to go indepth, but if any of the art involves any of my made up lore— i will explain!!

lets delve into this little alternate world :]

ART!

up first is cesar!! i wanted to draw my version of cesar + his alternate so here it is!… plus angel gabriel. hes just a little funky guy

upcoming tw for eyestuff!

ok.. so the eyes rolling back into his head was meant to look like cesar morphing into the alternate.. but idk, it didnt look right but i still kept it anyway!

gabriel just wants mcdonalds bro. he needs his sprite why do you think he killed the real angel gabriel

ver. 2

listen… i just wanna cope okay.. two of my favourite characters died faster than me trying to spell “existential”. in my eyes, mark and cesar were neighbours of course- but i see them as sorta best friends.

i believe since cesar’s alternate caused mark to yk… unalive, mark kinda blames cesar for it, when it truly wasn’t his entire fault.

im just tryna cope for two best friends dying

:(

this is just interpretations of my mark and cesar alternates.. the last of my tmc art so far! i luv them so much

mark is just… mark. he’s a little melancholic and wanders too far, but he means no harm.

eliza is just my tmc oc, she kinda just has to deal with these two idiots in her house. cesar, because he did try to murder her, but failed and mark- because he stumbled into her house.

about the “human!cesar” part.. in my little au/lore whatever, “alternates” are created due to a sprout infecting its host, taking over the systems within, basically like a parasite. i believe that inside alternate cesar, there is still somewhat some humanity left, therefore creating the existence of normal cesar inside. however, cesar managing to control himself is rare, so i think of it like the alternate sprout is around 90% of him, whilst the rest is him. cesar has little clips in reality where he is able to talk to mark before the sprout takes control again.

mark is an exception, however. since mark had killed himself beforehand, he has more control over himself due to his self-inflicted death and not the alternate killing him. therefore, when the sprout infected him, it had less of an impact, but he is still considered an alternate.

the entire thing seems a mess, i know.. but its cool to me!! even without my oc there, i still think of this idea. its my own way of coping with character death whilst also trying to keep the elements of the original horror.

and cesar! there’s not much to explain here. the alternate does bite, so don’t touch his jaw.

don’t open your eyes at night though. he will be watching.

that’s really it (for now)! as you can tell i really enjoy tmc and i will stay for its future progress! its a great analog horror and if you haven’t checked it out yet, i recommend it!!

if you made it this far, thanks for reading!

ily all<3

[painty23]

Questions

a one-shot that I may write more about, idk

based on this (Old)drawing

A piercing scream echoed through the forest, whilst a beam of blinding light traveled miles away.

Residue of that light scatter, traveling far and wide to who knows where. many fell far and close, and some came close together, and specifically speaking these VERY close shards of light that fell closely on their landing space.

And the moment those shards hit the ground as their form expanded and took a bigger shape, soon giving conscience. Both beings noticed the other's presence, observing each other, realizing that both made a deal with the same person.

A Man who looks like his late 20's; has an unusual circular face shape, reddish-brown hair with a short pigtail, a dirty white polo shirt and pants, abnormal circular pink rosey cheeks, and violet eyes.

And a woman who seems to look from 19 to early 20's; a slight baby face, chocolate brown hair with white steaks, two pony-tails with hot pink tints on the end tied by ribbons, Pink tattoos that appeared from his face then past down her neck, She wore a dirty shirt with a light pink coat, and ringed eyes.

The man slowly got up as the woman watched him with wary eyes. The tattoo marks of the woman lit up when what looked like target symbols showed itself over the man's violet eyes and the back of hand. He examined her for a moment, making her feel off.

He then dusted his pants and offered his hand out "Howdy there young lady, you've must've met a terrible fate" he stated, as it was a fact. It ticked her off.

She declined his offer and got up herself "So? You don't look so good yourself" she retorted, finally taking in his appearance as she looks at him up and down, noting every detail of his clothes to judge what kind of person he is.

He looked pale, with abnormal circular bright pink cheeks and Violet eyes and Hazel Hair. He wore a white dirty shirt, and Dark pants with a gash that could’ve been from a lethal attack

He gave an eerie smile "True, but those scars say otherwise" he replied with a gentle yet off setting vibe. The woman looked confused. Scars? she had no scars.

They had a bit of a stare down but the man looked away dismissing the glowing lights, he examined the area with a smile "We're no longer in the Safe space, Something must've happened" The man explained, he seemed troubled yet he still has that smile on his face.

The woman stared at him with unease, but once his words sank in her head she too, started to examine her surroundings.

The night sky, the realistic green trees, the moist grass, the cool breeze and the sounds of crickets. She couldn't believe it, where was she? How did she get back?

"What do you think happened? I thought the deal was a one-time thing" the woman was skeptical, as she put more thought into it.

She looked up to see trails of light fly past them, the man looked up to where she was staring.

"So that's what happened..." the man muttered, His violet Eyes shined against the light from the sky. light of the souls traveling to their death marks, they flew in various lights, colors and sizes, which depended on their very being.

“Ha! Someone actually fought back, and won''The man grinned, shoving his hands in his pockets. keeping his eyes on the sky, watching the beauty of the traveling souls.“I wonder how and who managed to do it…''He muttered under his breath, catching the woman’s attention.

“...What? what are you on about?”The woman accused, getting wary of the strange man.

The man looks back at her with the same eerie look in his eyes, She keeps herself composed as she gives him a straight face “Tell me, Who are you and what’s going on?”

“Azriel, but they call me Li…That’s what I’m mostly called”Li introduces himself with a small bow, but She couldn’t shake off the way he said it and the fact that it sounds… fake. “And may I know yours, Miss…?” He inquires, Curious of the woman in tattoos.

“Mei-” If he’s going to play this game, so will she “-Just call me Mei”

“Hmm…What an elegant name for a gorgeous Lady~" Li Compliments her, the name seems to fit her, he thought. He walks to her, not minding the fact she took a several steps back until her was finally in front of her.

Li Reached out his hand for her to shake.”It’s nice to meet you Mei, I’m sure you have an interesting story, no?”

Mei keeps her eyes at him, still wary of the strange man. “I can say the same for you” She returns, watching his words. She didn’t take his hand though, and He saw that, retracting it back.

But he didn’t mind, he was a stranger to her and other debtors were usually distrusting “well, now that we’re done with introductions…I believe we should get going!” Li chirps, turning around and walking to a random direction, Expecting her to follow him.

“What? Hey, you didn’t answer my other question!” Mei calls out, 

balling her fists. Catching up right behind him, She needed answers and he looks like he has an idea why this is happening.

Li doesn’t look back to see her face, he simply keeps walking until he sees a way out of this Forest ”We can talk when we’re in a more private setting, instead of staying like sitting ducks!” Li chuckles, Mei didn’t say anything about his response but narrows her eyes.

What is he on about? it was a secluded place!...unless. She shook her head, she kept following him as he led them out of the forest.

“Finally! Now if Remember, there should be a motel here” Li thinks back to where it might be, he looks down the road and turns to the opposite direction.

Mei was skeptical and was judging how confident he was in directions, but she kept silent. She didn’t know why she’s so eager to hear his thoughts to blindly follow him, perhaps it’s because of a lack of communication for 38 years that she’s desperate for a companion to actually talk to.

As They walk together Mei decides to walk side-by-side, Facing her front but sometimes glancing at the stranger beside her. She didn’t know what to make of Li other than that they’re both in a similar position, Perhaps since she can ask more questions, since he didn’t seem too opposed to answering questions.

Soon enough, they see a run-down Motel sign, its lights dim and blinking every 9 seconds. The Motel itself doesn’t look any better either, it looked liked it was at least 7 decades old.

“Sheesh, I guess time hasn’t been kind to you” Li grimace, not liking the state of the building itself, but he walks to the old property anyways.

Mei took notice of his reaction, he knows this place and has some connection to it or probably a connection to the owner. That’s what she speculates at least.

“Let’s go”

The two walks past the parking lot, the trash, graffiti and the old molded paint wasn’t pleasing to look at.

Mei’s eyes wandered around the building, looking at the worn down doors and windows. She didn’t like the hygiene of this place at all.

Li knocked on the Staff room’s door, but there was no answer, so he knocked again.

“What are you doing?”Mei narrows her eyes at Li, why is he immediately going to staff?

“There’s a special room here and it’s not easily accessible to the public, since it’s specifically made for…” Li’s voice trailed, expecting Mei to finish that sentence.

“...is it made for us? the debtors?” Mei guesses, trying to get a good look at him. She feels like a little duckling, following him and filled with more questions in her head.

“Yes! exactly-” He turns his head to her with a smile, it was still a bit creepy but not as much anymore “-it disrupts the connection, so we’ll be safe here”

“Ah, I see” Mei sais with a small nod of understanding “so when will-”

The door opens abruptly, cutting Mei off as a girl in pajamas looks at them with a forced composed smile “Hello, How may I help you?”

[columbiafawn3]

Just came home from Mecca team meeting and I’m feeling kinda jittery idky. It may also have something to do with the fact I haven’t really had any substantial meal today. Like I’ve had snacks here and there but no sit down, this is dinner meal.

I want to go downstairs and eat smth and I’m thinking maybe Singapore noodles with some frozen prawns I saw in the freezer.

I’m also here to say that I bought the eBay coat.

Total ended up being $519, which is alright but I’m still a bit annoyed cos eBay always finds something extra to charge you for.

I’m feeling quite frazzled, and I think it also has smth to do with my tax return money coming through and knowing what I should be doing with it, vs what I want to be doing with it.

I should be investing it straight away. But I want to spend it on things… the great tension of my life.

Then I’m also undecided on the Nars palette. I like the glittery idea but I also have so many Nars eyeshadows in the singles that I don’t need any more. I’m only tempted because I can get it for $30. But that’s $30 that I could spend elsewhere. I could even just ignore the palette like I’ve managed to do for the whole time it’s been out. I really don’t need a new eyeshadow palette to worry about.

Lel look at me begging myself not to buy it.

Ok I deleted the Mecca app to truly remove that temptation.

No more makeup purchases please!

I could also be jittery from sun exposure. That just occurred to me. I could have a mild case of sun stroke from my midday beach trip?

Quite possible.

Ugh I wish my mind would stop tormenting me with things to buy. I just want to live in peace.

I’m really considering just stashing the money in Raiz so I don’t have to think about it.

Actually I should book the German course. But I also need to do a placement test for that, which took a long time last time I tried. So I’ll cut out like an hour for that some time in the next two days.

I should also email the person in charge of PSYU3337 asking where and when the lectures are so I don’t miss out whilst I wait for my credit overload to be approved.

Girl has a lot to do it seems, so maybe this eyeshadow palette is a distraction from the real pressing issues of my life.

I do think I’ve been relying on the media and the internet as a way to avoid my current circumstances. Avoid the fact I’m living st jome and feeling increasingly restricted. I was even wondering about a share house today. That’s how you know I’m getting desperate.

I’m really going back and forth on this Dior backstage palette, because on one hand I love purple and I see the potential of more understated eye looks as more flattering on me, but I also see that I’ll most likely be left wanting more impact from it each time I use it. Like when I use the bronze neutrals it just feels a bit meh, so I end up reaching for the laguna quad.

Those laguna quads are actually quite slay, I must say. As much as I have myself a hard time for buying them and I’m tempted to declutter them quite often, if I want a golden or a bronze look and I want impactful glitter, then I’ll go for those two palettes. They sort of were my summer palettes whether I liked it or not. Summer unrated still has a place in my heart, but I do struggle to break out of ruts that I’ve got myself into with that palette — pairing certain colours exclusively with others etc.

Yk I long for a frosty eye look. Random, but I love the simplicity of my three MUFE single shadows being my only frosty blue options. I don’t really do blue as often as I would like because in my head it requires a lot of blending and precision, which I usually am not bothered to do unless it’s a night out.

But yeah I’m really after that frosty winter eye look recently, which is what’s drawing me to the celestial purple palette. But I could create quite a similar thing just by pairing sultan with the mufe white, couldn’t I?

Idk now I’ve got this fantasy in my head of using the Dior backstage palette on the bus to uni, feeling like an editorial fashion queen with my 9-pan travelling eyeshadow.

Maybe I’ll budget for the eyeshadow palette and earn it. Maybe that’s what it’ll be: my little reward

[eye---karos]

and my loyal subjects have voted INCORRECT

-TRUTH: casey is based on/inspired by a drag queen i designed casey whilst listening to trixie mattel's music for the very first time about 4 years ago. id never really?? listened to country music?? before?? and idk it inspired me so i designed cas. there is a speedart of the very first time i drew casey on the internet with mama don't make me put on the dress again playing in the background. don't go looking for this. or do. im not your boss. (sidenote: that song is ironically now on my aether playlist which feels a bit bittersweet) -TRUTH: ryous and angelo used to be related i don't know How this makes them family But ryous used to be married to angelo's mother's sister (or cousin. i cant remember which). talking about The Era In The Story When Ryous Was Married pains me so much so to summarize briefly. in the original lore, ryous Never worked for invierno, instead death hired him to infiltrate a noble family of dream clerics and kill the eldest daughter. instead, he fell in love with her and they eloped. as revenge, death killed her and one of their children. ryous met the icarriors at his wifes funeral, and aeris hired him to raise her son because he was the only person he'd ever seen make her sister smile. -LIE: ive switched which arm caido is missing multiple times okay Technically i cannot PROVE that ive never accidentally switched his arms round because the Original caido drawings are on a laptop i havent turned on in two years. But. AND AGAIN. DONT GO LOOKING FOR THESE. there are 4/5 year old speedarts on the internet somewhere of me drawing caido, and ive always kept his burn and his amputation on the same side, and his burn has always been on the... left?? i think it is??? my left his right. normally i struggle a lot with keeping character details consistent (see: the direction of caidos stitches changes every fifty seconds) but ive kept caido's amputations pretty solid since the beginning.

if youre so nice to me and vote ill maybe reveal which one is a lie. or i wont if i forget <3

[writingforatwistedworld]

Okay okay request tiem!! So like, first of all, hope you're doing well fjkebd-- second of all, how would vil, jamil and idia react to a mc in the self aware au (already in their universe) drawing and or painting them, telling the constant compliment over how pretty or nice they are to draw, doodle them in their notebooks when taking notes and so on.

Idk it's like a thing I do with my friends, so I wanna know what they'd do n all, fbnebd thank u!! <3<3<3<3<3

Self-aware au

I do not take any responsebility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, murder, stalking, obsession, unhealthy relationship, manipulation, isolation

Jamil Viper/Vil Schoenheit/Idia Shroud-Player draws and constantly tells them compliments

Ok, so we are throwing away our independance today (not something I would recommend but you do you)

Jamil is used to stand in the shadow of Kalim, heck, even his own parents thought that the future sultan was more important than their son

When you were suddenly standing in front of him he was already shoked enough, almost dropping the tray filled with food for his employer

Let us just say that Scarabia is in constant danger of going up in flames after that

Oh why? Well he just, more or less, quit without handing in the piece of paper that usually says “Mhm sorry bro but I’m leaving. The pay was never good tbh”

Yes, he is still employed but the person he is serving in truth is you, leaving Kalim alone with the stove

And since most of the people reading this probably don’t have a butler we are of course impressed by his skills

No wonder Al-Asim can’t do stuff on his own, Jamil is spoiling you into dependance!

So what do you do when you are impressed? You compliment whoever had that affect on you

That is already bad enough in itself but now you are also drawing him? Doodeling him into your notebooks? (He defenitely checks them)

Did you want him to be your 24/7 caretaker who takes your freedom away or what?

Somehow it is possible that those actions are making him even more focused on taking care of you

Has defenitely taken one of the paintings and hid it just for him to see

But please lay the mop down. He is here to take care of the dorm and you just need to live a comfortable life

What do you mean he does everything? Just rely on him and don’t meet with others, they just get your clothes dirty and make scratches in the freshly waxed floor boards

Also, isn’t he here? Why would you need anyone else? Uh… sorry there is something in his eyes. Could you take a look?

Vil is pretty used to compliments and also has defenitley gotten fanart before

But if it’s you? The hecking Mona Lisa in his eyes

So how did he get close enough to you to recieve such things?

Two words, one meaning: overall care

Like this man is polishing you like his life depends on it

It’s already bad enough that you are living in that dirty place but you can’t even afford simple self care! (We ignore for now that his defenition of “simple” is worth the rent of an ordinary person)

But the man wants- no, is determined to scrub the dust of the ruin away and uncover the shining diamond under all that filth

And since we all are bound by social beauty standarts (and don’t want skin deseases connected to dirt) we are (most likely) very thankful for his hard work

So one day he came into your room, a bottle of hand lotion in his perfectly manicured clutches, and ran straight into your mirror

Oh you are curious why? Well you just threw a compliment and “thanks” at his head

But it’s probably you more freaked out because whilst he did get a scratch on his face he didn’t even care

Once you start do NOT stop!

If you do he will think that you have found someone else whom you consider better company

And remember that huge green house they have? There is probably something in there capable to make you… uh… “stay close to him”

Also, those third years you have asked for the way to your next classroom have been found “with their red paint outside their bodies” and their hearts missing, suspicious arrows sticking out of them

But what did you expect? The Fairest Queen was also pretty possessive of her status as the “most beautiful” and what is there to stop him in following her footsteps? Just maybe not with beauty…

So either you wanted to roast marmellows in a very extreme way or you wanted to burn the whole building down

But here he is, probably already having reached the melting point of stone and still staring at you

Are you seriously suprised? This is Idia we are talking about

You are a God to Idia, a flawed one but still higher than even Hades… that guy is literally death

And he also thinks that he is very unattractive so you might as well tell Lilia to leave his iron sticks away unless he wants to rshape them

How are you still alive standing in thnis heat??!

It is already hard enough to just get in contact with him but somehow you did

Idia is not used to get paintings drawn of him and only Ortho would be able to convince him to get a picture done of him

But now here you are, telling him that you admire his skills with electronics

I hope you brought your marmellows because I forgot mine at home

When he was just creepely looking at you from time to time then say goodbye to privacy after this

You see, strays also come back to you if you fed them once and Idia is just as starved for attention as a stray is for food

But what exactly is he supposed to do? Well…

You remember that phone Crowley gave us over the winter holidays? He never took that one back

Even though Idia knows he shouldn’t do this and feels bad he just can’t stop

Stop looking at you, stop watchig you, stop craving the warmth you gave him on that fatefull day

[hawkinshighdropout]

Hold Onto Me.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x (female) Reader

Summary: You are having a tough day and struggling with being overstimulated during lunch hour, your boyfriend Eddie can sense that you are at your limit and takes you away from the situation to allow you to decompress.

Warnings: No warnings, this is purely fluff/pure content. Unless you are triggered by the thought of adhd/autism overstimulation? This was written from a place of personal experience, I am not writing this from a place of objectifying or glamorising mental health <3 Or, if you count a couple of curse words as needing a warning? Idk, I haven’t written fanfics in like 8 years so I’m a little rusty…

Note/Request: Requested by anonymous. “hey :) i really love your writing, especially how it doesn’t just center on sexy stuff, sometimes it’s nice to just read some hurt/comfort or fluff! anyway, no pressure but if you’re open to requests i’d love if you did something where the reader gets sensory overload and (ever doting boyfriend) eddie notices + tries to help? taking them somewhere quiet to breathe, checking in to see what they need, maybe squeezing/rocking them to try to help regulate? it just seems like something eddie would be super thoughtful and attentive about. what caused the overload can be up to you, maybe a party or loud music or even just it being too hot out or something… just throwing some ideas, pick and choose what works in your opinion, i trust you with it!”

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It was all too much.

The sounds, the lighting, the mental stimulation.

It was all too much for your sensitive brain to handle right now. The cafeteria was roaring with everyone piling in and migrating towards their own friendship groups for the one hour of “peace” the students get from their classes.

Peace for them was like a nightmare for you, you could usually mask your discomfort fairly easily, but days like today had you already at your limit the moment you sat down at the Hellfire table.

Wincing a little as you sat, moving your head out of the way out of pure routine at this point whilst Eddie threw another one of his dried snack pieces at the younger members of their group. You didn’t know what they had done to warrant that kind of response out of your boyfriend, but frankly you weren’t in the right headspace to care.

It was probably something menial that your sweet boyfriend had of course overreacted to, that was the most likely scenario between the group. You had already zoned out of whatever conversation was happening around you, fiddling with the pull tab on the can you had placed in front of you, trying to block out the world around you.

“Isn’t that right, babe?” Eddie asked, pulling you from your thoughts.

“Huh? What?” you snap back to reality, glancing over at your curly haired boyfriend with a puzzled look on your face, eyes searching his face for some context for what you had missed.

“Nothing, nothing,” he dismissed, changing the subject, allowing for the rest of the group to be lost in conversation once again as they were so blissfully unaware of your struggle right now, “you okay?” he asked, voice hushed for you.

You offer a measly nod in agreement, clearly your acting wasn’t very convincing as Eddie had his little puppy dog eyes lingering on you, trying to show that he didn’t believe you without drawing too much attention to it. His gaze flickering down to see that you were gnawing at your lower lip and abandoning the can in favour of toying with the skin around your nails.

It all clicked in an instant for him, you were clearly overstimulated. A light bulb went off in his mind, taking a mere few seconds to put the context clues together and know that you needed an out.

He stood up without saying much, offering his ring clad fingers in your direction as he used his free hand to scoop your backpack over his shoulder. Taking your hand delicately and tangling your fingers together with a soft smile on his face, trying to reassure you that the struggling won’t last much longer. You stood on shaking legs, knees threatening to buckle, gripping his palm like it was your lifeline as you brush down your skirt with your free hand to preserve your modesty.

“Where are you guys going?!” Dustin cried out a little, confusing riddling his face as you both stood up whilst he was mid-sentence.

“We’re gonna go makeout, mind your business, nerd,” Eddie grinned down at the younger kid, ruffling up his hair in the process which elicited an annoyed groan from Dustin.

“Ew, gross, really?!” Dustin whined, throwing down his fork in dismay before rolling his eyes at the thought of you two disappearing in the middle of the day for that kind of behaviour.

Obviously you weren’t on your way to Eddie’s van for that purpose, but they didn’t need to know that. You were far more content having them believe that you were horny perverts than that you were struggling and needed to be alone. You’d tell them eventually, just not today.

You slip out of the cafeteria effortlessly, keeping your head down and focusing on the way that Eddie would squeeze your hand every now and again to bring you comfort as he escorted you to his van. Opening the door and placing your bag in the back before you both climbed in, him slamming the door shut behind you both and apologising for the loud noise.

“You want the headphones, sweetheart?” he offered, you nod once.

The van was the perfect place to come and escape to when you were overstimulated like this, it was dark, quiet, a little cold, it allowed you to decompress without judgement. Reaching into one of the pockets of his van, Eddie grabs out your noise cancelling headphones, turns them on and places them over your head to cover your ears.

Pressing a delicate little kiss to the centre of your forehead before sitting back to give you the space you so desperately needed. Letting out a sigh of relief you weren’t sure for how long you had been holding in, your body noticeably relaxes the second the world is silenced.

This had been your routine for as long as you could remember. If you were on the verge of a melt down and needing a break from reality, Eddie would bring you out here and just give you the peace and quiet you needed between classes.

Sometimes it would be the headphones, sometimes he would offer you a change of shirt when your collar felt suffocating, sometimes it would be just to sit in the dark when you started to get irritated with the synthetic illumination of Hawkins High. Every need was catered to, and you were eternally grateful to have such a kind and understanding partner to guide you through it all.

You’re not sure how long has passed, you weren’t focusing on the time, just the fact you were able to breathe again. Keeping the headphones on, you crawled the small distance between yourself and Eddie and clamber into his lap. His arms instantly snaking around your midsection to keep you safe, his lips on your forehead in an instant.

He didn’t say anything, didn’t force you to speak, he just held you and kept you grounded. Your security blanket in human form, that’s what he was. It didn’t take long before you were gently being rocked back and forth in his arms, the magazine he was reading was quickly tossed aside in favour of you getting in his lap, a small hum coming from his lips and even though you couldn’t hear it, the vibration of his chest was enough to soothe you.

You let your eyes slip close and focus on the rhythm of his breathing to lull you into a more relaxed state, squeezing your arms tightly around him to ensure he wasn’t going anywhere. Of course he wasn’t, but you liked the security in knowing he was trapped in your hold.

You hadn’t spoken the whole time since before you even entered the cafeteria, Eddie respected that. You knew each other well enough that he’s pretty sure you could communicate full conversations with just glances if you put the time into trying. You needed silence, he gave you that silence.

Eddie lets out a disappointed sigh at the sound of the school bell ringing through the cafeteria, it was so loud that it could be heard with ease from the van. No wonder you were over stimulated at times like these, that thing was absolutely obnoxious. Rolling his eyes at the sound, he then takes a deep breath before starting to focus on you once again, knowing he would need to peel you from your comfortable state and ease you back into reality, he hated this part.

Gently gripping the ear of the headphone, he pulls it away slightly from the side of your head so he can speak gently into your ear, nuzzling his nose against your temple as he did so.

“Sweetheart? We gotta get back in there..” he sighed, watching the way that your face tensed up once more at the thought.

You clung tighter to him, breaking his heart as he hated to be the reason you had to leave your quiet place. If it was up to him, he would let you stay here all day, classes and education be damned, but he knew you took your education seriously and he wouldn’t bet the reason your perfect attendance was halted.

Letting out an annoyed groan from your lips, you sit up a little in his lap and grumble whilst taking off the headphones and passing them back to your boyfriend for him to put away.

“I’m sorry, baby. I know…” he offers, trying to find some kind of consolation or compromise for ripping your shield away from you.

You weren’t mad at him, none of those noises were directed at him, he was a saint. You just hated the fact every little thing got to you, and that you had to return back to school, you just wanted to stay here all day and forget about responsibilities. Climbing out of his lap, not before giving him a kiss and a soft “thank you” for this break, you tug your backpack over your shoulders and let out another defeated sigh.

Shuffling your way out of his car with a grumble at the bright summer’s sun beaming down on Hawkins makes you want to rip your eyes right out of your skull. Stepping aside once you feel a gentle hand patting your backside, glancing to see it was a hint from your boyfriend to scoot out of the way slightly so he could shut the door without nudging you.

Eddie offers you a reassuring smile, doing his best to comfort you without touching you, knowing that sometimes even holding his hand could push you over the edge. Not because you didn’t adore holding his hand, but something as simple as too much human contact could nudge your limit of tolerance.

Reaching out, you wrap your small hand around his bicep, keeping a light grip on his leather sleeve as a compromise. You wanted to hold him, be held by him, but you both knew your limits, your thumb stroking back and forth along his clothed skin was reassurance enough for him that you were okay. Taking the dreaded path back in the direction of the school, Eddie opens the doors for you both and walks you back to class.

Luckily the next couple classes would be far less stimulating for you. One was your English class where you had a practise test, meaning the lights would be dull and you would be in silence, perfect. The other was a study hall session, which meant that you and Eddie could sit quietly at your desks and read notes at your own pace.

Sitting in silence at your English desk, soft smiled metalhead boyfriend just mere inches away from you as you both begun your practise test. As per usual, Eddie wasn’t actually focusing on the task at hand, his attention either drawn to keeping an eye on you or doodling on his notepad. Both of which you expected, as long as he passed this semester and graduated with you, you were happy, you didn’t intervene with his self-soothing habits.

He was more the type to tap his pencil against the table or hum to himself when he was restless, but he had to nip that habit in the bud when you were in these headspaces. He didn’t want to cause any additional stress to your already fragile state, hence the doodling.

You glance up from your test to see his beady eyes darting all across the room, restless energy oozing out of him. You two were polar opposites. He loved the bright lights, loud noises, constant movement and energy, and you were one for dim lights, soft sounds, finding one spot and staying there until your legs went numb. It’s why you worked so well together, you balanced each other out for a well-rounded compromise.

Reaching over, you subtly link your pinkie finger with his own, offering him a shy smile at the confused look on his face. It was your attempt at grounding him, letting him know that you were there and to offer a distraction from his own racing thoughts. He settled immediately, showing that same dopey smile that made you fall in love with him.

Gesturing to the test with your eyes, you notice that he hadn’t done much except fill out his name on the top corner. He was smart, nothing in the world could disprove that he as an intelligent guy, he just lacked the capacity to settle down and prove himself on paper. Whether it was his attention span or his “what does this shit even matter in the real world” mindset, his grades never reflected how truly intelligent he was. He was both book smart and street smart, the latter you were still working on learning for yourself.

He offers the most half-assed attempt at a pout, almost silently begging you to not make him focus on the test. Your eyebrow raising challengingly as if to tell him to just settle down and get on with it. You knew it wasn’t that simple for him, of course. He’s not avoiding taking the test because he was lazy, but you hoped that a little encouragement might jumpstart him to fly through the test in front of him.

He picked up the pencil, that was a start. You look a little helpful before he just begun spinning the object between his fingers like a drumstick. Rolling your eyes fondly, you just shake your head and go back to your test, a smile on your face as you pencil in your answers.

Some things never change.