#pictures to be attached after i've looked for them please hold..

[hatethysinner]

ooh maybe a drabble/headcanons about remmick with technology in a modern au? i feel like he texts like a grandpa lol. he also probably would blow up your phone with the amount of messages he sends.

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ᴀ/ɴ: MY FIRST MODERN AU! i've been waiting for an excuse to make these headcanons and you've finally given me one anon!! these have been swirling in my mind for at least 2-3 weeks so it was very fun to finally get them out of my brain and onto a post. i had a lot of fun with this one, so enjoy y'all!

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: just comedic unserious cutiepie remmick headcanons + tumblr formatting fuckery

y’all know that one clip from abbott elementary where barbara takes a picture of herself and says “now who took that picture of meeeee?”

yeah that just about sums up how remmick is with technology.

he’s terrible with anything that involves a screen, and understands how they work even less.

so there’s two very specific ways remmick texts (no inbetween), either like a hostage negotiator:

hello. this is remmick. are you safe. i miss you. i saw a rabbit today. thought of you. please advise. you left your socks here. i have kept them in a safe place. let me know if you require them back. can you call me. i don’t like the typing.

or like 50 messages with no punctuation whatsoever:

hi sweetheart i meant to tell you something hang on i saw a bird with red on its wings youd have liked it wait picture didnt work it’s gone now nevermind hi again i miss you do you want eggs in the morning

oh and he types with his pointer finger only so both ways take forever.

his ass can’t use emojis in the right context to save his life. i’m making soup 🐍 love you always 🔪🌹☁️🕊️🩸

please don’t try to videocall this man because you will get jumpscared. nose all up in the camera, blurry as hell, shouting “HELLO?!” like you just pulled him out of odinsleep.

also, screen brightness baffles him so bad. you once caught him squinting at his dimmed phone for half an hour before he asked you: “has the light inside it gone out?”

you showed him how to use spotify one day and he takes making playlists so seriously. each one has a full sentence title, three paragraph description, and some kind of memory attached to it. your favorites are: “for when the world is too loud and you are my quiet.” “i would have danced to this with you in 1945.” “this one made me think about your ankle.”

even a centuries old vampire loves video games just as much as you do. his favorites are the sims (painstakingly rebuilt your entire life together), animal crossing (5 star island and he does not play about his landscaping), and stardew valley (probably holds the world record for largest farm ever and you stopped asking what year he was on after 55)

he said he hated reality tv... so why do you find him curled up next to you every summer to watch love island? he’s a diehard amaya/olandria stan, of course, and he WILL find a way to work his phone so he can cast them votes.

he doesn’t trust the cloud, naturally. “why do we put our memories in it?” “what if it rains? what happens then?” “no, i won’t put your birthday photos there. the sky doesn’t need them.”

he saves every single voicemail you leave him, even if it’s just a simple “call me back.” sometimes you’ll randomly leave him one just for him to add to the collection.

he only uses social media for the animal pictures and videos so when anything else plays he just stares at the screen like 😐.

well that’s a lie he’d definitely follow a bunch of irish nature accounts and will shove his phone in your face while talking about what he remembers from each photo.

yes he does have 97 tabs open and no he won't close any of them. his excuse is always the same. “what if i need them later?”

someone texted him lmao once and he showed it to you with the most confused look on his face. “are they alright?” “it means laughing my ass off.” “…can that happen?”

in conclusion, leave the millennium old grandpappy alone.

[sunflower1experiment]

Poppy (Risks Prequel)

Prev

Offering those poppy flowers as a treaty, it was cruel, but he assumed you wouldn’t do anything naive again…but to have them thrown at his face. Well, he was amused honestly, again…he held no grudges.

Flowers? He actually got you flowers, he seemed so proud of himself too, the irony to him being proud of something for once. "Poppy flowers?"

The scientist nods as if to expect your reaction of overjoy with his gestures of affectionate labors, it honestly made the tension in the room heighten while he still held the flowers. After the argument yesterday?

==

"Harley they are just children! They shouldn't be doing adult stuff! Just grab some criminals or people who could be dying- something!"

It made Harley scoff, for you to even suggest that kind of idea all the while they had such an amazing opportunity to create bigger bodies and more toys accessible or simply create life! Naive, very naive. "Elliot Ludwig was able to save his daughter, we should..."

"No, Elliot created Poppy! We don't know if- the accident...You can't hurt them. Please Harley, you already hurt prototype and Theo." He looks back at your pleading gaze, but you didn't understand the bigger picture here. "Everything I do, I'm doing for Playtime."

"No you're not! You only care for fame, money and proving those other scientists wrong." You look away and hug yourself, backing up when he tries to hold your face. "Please listen when I tell you this, my dear."

"What is there to listen to?"

"You simply don't understand, you're too sentimental. They're just orphans-"

"Sawyer- I was an orphan! You all knew that! Elliot hired me so I can work with the children! Not hurt them!" You push him aside after your outburst, walking away with anger boiling inside you.

==

Such outbursts shouldn't happen again, he gently pushes the poppies in your hand. "I'm sorry my dear, I should have considered your feelings through all of this. That is why I'm sending you-"

You move away and drop the flowers, "Don't try to insult my intelligence, what did you do to them."

"Who...." There was an unbearable moment of silence between you two, Harley wanted to believe that you didn't mean them. "Experiment...1322...?"

"NO! Kevin, Jack and Matthew!" You shove him again, now letting angry tears fall down from your already red puffy eyes. "You told me you wouldn't hurt them! I told you! They were just babies! Why are they working with those bastards who laugh at their pain!?"

Harley hugs your shaken form, listening to you sob against his chest, and he understood why Leith said he shouldn't have gotten so attached to you. "You're too emotional for this project....We have to send you back."

"......Why? Because Pierre said so?"

"My dear, you're simply, a threat to...myself and this project." You move from him after he says that.

"You had the audacity to give me these flowers. Knowing you ruined any chance of us ever clicking."

Harley groans then he starts yelling, "What can I do!? Huh? I loved you! Yet your face shows revulsion! You cannot handle the fact that I wish to play scientist for one second-"

"A scientist wouldn't harm others for his selfish needs! If you really love me, you'd stop hurting the children! Stop being such a damn fool!" The man just slams his hand down, you flinch, and he stares you in the eyes afterwards.

"What I'm doing is something your sentimental mind cannot understand...I've entertained your silly emotions long enough, you are dismissed and forbidden from seeing the children and the bigger toys... I know what you say to them. 'Stay brave' 'Stay strong' 'Don't let revenge be your only way to push forward' or my favorite 'You deserve better'. Do you think I enjoy being cruel?"

At first, you didn't answer his question, yet when he got close and caressed your cheek. His eyes meet yours and he could see the fear in your eyes, the anger that follows after and then the utter despair. "Of course you do, I love you, but you do not hold such regards because you think I'm cruel."

When the discussion ends, you left in silence. Stella walks over and tries to reach out, you simply pull your hand away when she does, not wanting to spare her a glance. "When things go to hell, I won't be here to clean his mess or comfort him.."

CW, slight NSFW// Minors do not interact.

Naked bodies, kissing, small forms of affection, arguments and slight signs of emotional abuse

(It's how I depict Harley Sawyer, he seems like the one who desires affirmation and gratification but will deny such affections when he feels he failed, knows he failed or can sense disappointment from others)

All those years you both spent together, when you first met it was of course a form a normalcy, curt talks, exchanging ideas and then experimenting on ways to help the toys become more marketable.

Then he made the first move and got declined, it was a simple decline that didn't affect him at first but then he asked again when you both became more comfortable. That was about five months later, you accepted. Then explained to him your reasoning for declining him, "I wasn't really sure what dynamic we had so I wasn't planning on risking our jobs."

You get it, and he was well enthralled with the idea of having a better half so you both hit it off well, chattering, talking about dreams. Sometimes you both would spend time over each other's homes, he lived in a nice house, it was obvious he really caters to his work in his spare time.

Meanwhile you enjoyed your comfortable apartment life, housing isn't cheap and at the moment you were comfortable with a couch, two bedrooms, a bathroom and a kitchen lounge room with a tv. Harley didn't mind either, in fact he ended up spending the night.

He was, simply enamored with you, your touches, his hands intertwining with yours the way you'd lean into his touch. Even when all you both did was admire each other's bodies, there was something about it from Harley that made you feel special.

When you made breakfast, he'd hug you with his tall frame looming over your frame even if you both were tall or if you were short, he was somehow finding a way to hug you by the waist. He kisses your cheek, jaw and then neck before leaning on you, it was comfortable.

While at work you both barely showed affection, he did find random ways to be caring, covering the corners of desks for example. Then you'd return the favor by grabbing him coffee, his favorite being a cappuccino latte with cream and brown sugar. Simple work partner stuff, but he had an ego, showing off his works, you'd nod in approval and then show him ways to do better.

While his ego was there, he still listened to you, but you'd tell him to take credit for it because you knew he could repay you later. A single chaste kiss on the lips or more if he was really thankful, it honestly bemused you how this so called "doctor" scientist was so fascinated by anatomy when it came to intimacy.

"Explain this to me, I recently tried to handle prototype, but he simply wouldn't cooperate. So I gave him a shock." Harley watches you freeze, ".....Harley you bought him to life, you...it's amazing but you cannot just hurt him for not bending to your will."

Harley scowls at your warning, "Spare me the sentiments, the prototype is nothing but a machine experiment."

You grab the file and leave to go see this prototype. "I'll talk to him"

When you opened the door and spoke with the prototype you at first thought it'd be terrifying but...this creature was simply scared and confused. Smart too, your gentle voice eased its weary hand. Then you point to the glass, it taps to signal its knowing knowledge of the see through glass. "I'll try to tell him to stop with the electrocution, okay?"

"dO nOt wOrRy mX- you simply want to help your= lOveR coRrect?"

You nod slowly, blinking in shock. "How did you..."

"yOuR eyes dilated when i uSeD h1s vO1ce."

Manipulative, just like Harley in a strange way...

When you leave the room, Harley was leaning against the wall. He then left in silence, "Harley...." You reach but he moves away, "Come on, you know I love your work-"

"Yet you hate how I handle it right?"

you sigh, of course Sawyer is offended. "No, I simply want you to not be cruel to them. You can depict what I mean however you want, you'll just hurt your own feelings that way."

He scoffs out a chuckle, "Of course, to think I actually let my guard down." You pause then hold his hand.

"Hey...." Harly pauses, not looking back to hide his knowing smirk before he turns with a tired sad gaze. "I'm sorry, you can visit mine and we can have some comfort food okay...?"

He nods then caresses your face, "Thanks for taking the risk for me hun, I'm sorry if I upset you.." he nods again, accepting your apology. When it should be him apologizing to you!

Next

[echo-bleu]

The Sculptor in her Workshop, Unknown, Late Third Age, Tirion.

and

The Return of the Lost Son, Unknown, Early Fourth Age, Tirion.

This is something of a companion piece to this Nerdanel character study (on AO3). In it, she sculpts her husband and sons as she feels them die across the sea, and she waits long ages for Maglor until he comes home.

(Makalaurë, standing still in the empty space that long awaited him, makes a better marble than live body.)

I think this is the most detailed piece I've ever done. I genuinely started it as "oh, I have a very vivid mind picture of this scene, I could do a little sketch!" and here I am about two weeks and 19 hours of painting later. I'm really proud of it, though.

Please reblog if you like it!

IDs (also in alt), details and more rambling under the cut.

[ID: Two digital paintings of the same room, a sculptor's workshop. In the first, Nerdanel, a light-skinned elf woman with long curly red hair, is working on an abstract sculpture in marble. Behind her are six marble life-sized statues: Fëanor, brandishing a gem, Maedhros, with one hand missing, arms partly crossed, and after a gap, Celegorm, kneeling down to hold Huan, Caranthir, reading a book, Curufin, forging a dagger on an anvil, his arm raised to hammer it, and Ambarussa, holding each other. On the foreground right is a large stab of marble waiting to be sculpted. The second painting has the same background with the workshop and statues, with a more reddish tint as if it's sunset. The abstract sculpture has now replaced the slab of stone and in the middle, Nerdanel is kneeling in front of Maglor, as light-skinned elf with very long dark hair, holding his hand, while she has her other hand on her mouth. She is crying. Maglor is standing in the gap between the statues of Maedhros and Celegorm. The other pictures are details of the first two.]

The statues in order: Fëanor, Maedhros, (Maglor), Celegorm&Huan, Caranthir, Curufin, Amrod and Amras. Feel free to zoom in, they are each pretty detailed.

This is the first time I've drawn any of the younger sons. I did Nerdanel and Fëanor, Maedhros, Maglor and Celegorm before, each in slightly different AUs, but desiging Caranthir, Curufin and Ambarussa was fun!

Maedhros is missing his hand and has scars, because while Nerdanel never saw it, Finrod came to tell her what he looked like after Angband. She first sculpted him with his hand, though, so I imagine taking a hammer to it must have been... a specific sort of pain.

Curufin is a mix of Fëanor and Celebrimbor, they all look like each other, but I headcanon that Fëanor was more thin and wiry (though still strong), while Curufin was a bit buffer, as he focused more on large works (weapons and infrastructure) than jewellery, and Celebrimbor who was a teen/young adult in the war put up more fat once in Ost-en-Edhil, after many years of privation.

I can never settle on Caranthir's craft/occupation, but it's something bookish. As for Ambarussa, I think Nerdanel just wanted to remember them as happy youths, rather than attach them to any activity.

[daportalpractitioner]

mommy's moon sign: a thread ☾ part two — libra thru pisces

if you're looking for part one (aries-virgo), then click here

libra moon: if your mom has a libra moon, she could have been more preoccupied with her relationship with your father rather than putting herself in a position to be focused on her pregnancy + preparing a balanced environment for you. libra moon mamas often go through it with the father of the baby if they prematurely decide to have kids outside of wedlock (we don't judge over here). your mom could have been more focused on the aesthetics of motherhood + also on you being able to have both parents under one roof to be able to fit her ideal family picture. this mentality could have led her to distract herself from the bigger picture which is making sure that she is in a healthy, fulfilling relationship with your father. i wouldn't be surprised if you knew more than you should have when it comes to your parents' relationship as a child. with libra being the sign of relationships, the relationship patterns that your mother exhibited when pregnant with you could have been something that you picked up on, whether it be healthy or unhealthy. beware of issues with co-dependency + people pleasing passed down from your mom as those are big themes that must be overcome in the life of a libra moon mama. libra moon mamas hold a lot of resentment due to being so passive about people overstepping their boundaries + could project that pain onto you if it remains undealt with. as her child, she may be triggered by her relationship with you because she sees you as her mirror. encourage her to have strong boundaries. it's okay for her to say no and she won't be hated for it. respect her decisions. be sure not to be the child that coddles her emotions at the end of the day because she is a grown ass woman, but you should affirm her that it is okay to self-validate without trying to over-rationalize however she feels so that she can move through her emotions + not be avoidant.

scorpio moon: the moon is in a debilitating position (fall) when in scorpio, therefore, it isn't uncommon for women to have a painful pregnancy due to all of the trauma being stored in the womb. your scorpio moon mama may have lived in a state of fear or distrust during her pregnancy + i wouldn't be surprised if she felt alone due to not trusting people. this lack of nurture within the womb was definitely passed down to you if she didn't take accountability to heal from the pain that she experienced. scorpio moon mama would kill to make sure that all your needs are met, but when it comes to handling intense emotions, she may have not known how to navigate those with you (similar to capricorn moon mothers). scorpio moons experience a wounded relationship with their own mother + now that it's their turn to be a mom, they want to be better for their children. motherhood is definitely something that transformed them for the better + they really have the make a conscious effort to not display the same patterns that hurt their inner child. be patient with her + even though you are not responsible for her emotions + how she handles them, provide a safe space for her so that she knows that she is not alone. having emotional boundaries with your mother is also important — not having those boundaries with her can manifest into perpetuating a preoccupied/anxious attachment within yourself.

sagittarius moon: sagittarius moon moms usually end up unexpectedly pregnant. i've noticed that a lot of sag moons are not aware of their cycle which can definitely be responsible for unexpected pregnancies. nonetheless, their pregnancy + motherhood is something they ended up being excited about. they could have had a "fuck it, we ball" mentality because realistically speaking, such is life. lack of preparation could have led to instability in your mother's life while she was pregnant + even after giving birth, bouncing around from place to place. sagittarius moon mamas usually have a youthful + humorous personality, being able to relate with their children + make them laugh. it can be hard to take a sagittarius moon mother seriously because they're usually deemed as the "cool moms" that are very lenient with their children. they can often struggle with disciplining their children because of their own free-spirit nature. if your mother didn't prioritize structure + routine while raising you, it's possible that you downloaded that naturally chaotic, fiery, and unpredictable energy that she also has. sagittarius moon mamas need to be able to teach their children that there are consequences to their actions so that their kids don't end up getting in trouble later on in life or even dangerous situations. hold your own mother accountable for her actions + don't be afraid to put her in her place! she has a lot to learn from her experience as a mother, which includes listening to the ones that she birthed.

capricorn moon: capricorn moon mothers usually have children later on in life (not always though) - either way, the universe granted them their babies when they were ready + prepared to take on this mission as a mother. before motherhood, capricorn moon mommies could have performed the motherly role in other ways (eldest sister, nursing/doctor/healer career, etc etc) so this is not their first rodeo. capricorn moons get a reputation for being cold + stern, which is how they may come across but really they are just not about the bullshit + they take their role as a mother very seriously. they recognize how serious motherhood is and therefore you are going to respect the fuck out of your capricorn mother, even if you don't agree with some of the things that she has tried to instill in you. capricorn moon mothers are focused on legacy + will do her best to make sure that she raises well-rounded children, setting them up for success. so if you have the kind of mother that has tried to shove education + career down your throat, it's because she just wants you to be successful. they also may struggle with being in their feminine energy, especially if your mother is the provider in the house so as her child, you should encourage her to do some therapeutic activities with you to ease some of that stress. though she takes her role as a mother very seriously, there is no denying how stressful the role is on her + can really take a toll on her physical body. if she's open to it because i know how traditional capricorn moons can be, i highly recommend going to therapy together in order to unpack + heal some of those deep seated emotional blockages that can really help to improve + strengthen the family unit.

aquarius moon: these are the unorthodox mothers. the mothers that have instilled confidence in their children from a very early age. your mother may have gotten pregnancy at an awkward time in her life, therefore she realized that she had to start getting real strategic around here to ensure success for this nu era in her life. with an aquarius moon mother, there may have been some distance between you two, whether it be physical or emotional distance. i've noticed that people with aquarius moon mothers were raised by their grandparents or were adopted + don't really know their mother like that (along with pisces moon mamas). if your mother was present throughout your entire upbringing, you may have noticed that she was preoccupied with other tasks such as showing up for her tasks in the real world. there could be strain between you and your mother because you may have felt like she could have paid more attention to you. regardless of how your relationship with your mother manifested, you more than likely came out to be very independent + confident enough to march to the beat of your own drum. these are the moms that started cursing in front of their kids since they were babies. because aquarius moon mamas are very independent themselves, you could have felt like your aquarius moon mama robbed you of your childhood because you too had to learn how to become independent + self-reliant from a young age, resulting in inner child wounds. because the relationship that you have with your mother is not like the traditional mother-child relationship, she can come off more like a friend or an older sister, also resulting in mother wounds because of that lack of motherly nurturance that the child craves + needs. learning to become emotionally vulnerable + transparent with your mother is a theme in order to evolve the relationship. validate where you feel like she may have lacked while also respecting the fact that she did the best that she knew how to. she needs you as someone to hold her ego accountable.

pisces moon: similar to the aqua moon mom, your mother may have been there, but also not "there". there could have been a period in your life where your mother was not physically present + you had to be raised by someone other than her (grandparents, foster care, aunts/uncles, etc). your mother may not have been in the most ideal situation when she got pregnant with you + pregnancy could have also been a karmic consequence for not listening to her intuition. regardless, when she knew she was pregnant, there was no way she could give up the opportunity to be a mother. if your mom was physically away from you, she was always there in spirit, praying for you + making sure that you are spiritually protected even if it's just by asking the powers that be to watch over you. like the other water moons, pisces moon mama may have had a traumatic relationship with their mother + may have transferred over that pain into the relationship that you've had with your mom. having a pisces moon mommy is not for the weak, especially if she didn't do her due diligence of karmic clean up, leaving it for you to take responsibility for. pisces moon mamas may also avoid the accountability + the responsibility of being a mother because the weight of motherhood is just too heavy, especially if she has lack of support, which often times they do. regardless of how your relationship is with mom, the energetic bond runs so deep as you are strongly karmically bound in order for certain karmic missions to be completed. definitely not the most reliable mom, but at the end of the day, it will forever be all love when it comes to her children. it's best to just accept her as is - whatever has transpired is not your fault, but it is your responsibility to do better for your own life.

[sonic-takeover]

D'aww, you two are still the cutest together Sonic and Shadow! <3 Best of luck, cuz' everyone knows that if you guys find some new orphaned/abandoned kid you'll get attached and bring them home whether you're married yet by then or not. 😹 You two are both just the nurturing type, I don't think you can help it. 😹

*Sonic is running faster than the wind, closing his eyes as he follows the familiar paths and turns of his and Shadow's favorite trail. He smiles and breathes in the smell of the forest waking up into springtime. Shadow is skating at his side, huffing as he tries to calm down from his tension earlier. Sonic bumps shoulders with him* Hey! Race you to the top of the volcano!

Fine! *Shadow zooms ahead. Sonic laughs and catches up with him as they begin to circle the mountain. Once they reach the top, Sonic does a spin dash in the air and lands on the edge of the volcano. He stretches*

Mmm, that was great! Sorry you lost even after I was bedridden for two days, sunshine~ *Sonic turns to look at Shadow, his smile faltering* .... Babe?

*Shadow is walking away from him along the edge of the volcano. He goes to one of the boulders and sits down. Sonic zooms over to join him, sitting next to him*

The view is so beautiful up here, isn't it?

*Shadow sighs and looks around for the first time. His expression softens a little* .. Yes... I suppose so.

*Sonic smiles, watching him. He leans over to kiss his cheek* Hey.. What's going on in that grumpy mind of yours?

*Shadow lets his shoulders relax a bit when Sonic kisses him. He closes his eyes at the touch, then opens them again to study the ground as they talk* He isn't a kid. He acts like one around us, but... He's probably just joking around. I took it too seriously.

... Yeah, kinda.. But that's okay! It's nice to see you care so much about someone. Someone other than me, I mean~

Heh.. I guess so. I didn't think I cared so much, but.. It felt... Nice. To be a father.

Yeah? *Sonic tilts his head, admiring Shadow. He loves that look he gets when he's vulnerable*

Yeah. And then you raised Tails by yourself, and he turned out, uh... Well.... He's a good kid.

Thanks.. I think?

*Shadow takes Sonic's hand, holding it in both of his own as he talks, his eyes scanning the horizon. Sonic lets him fidget with his glove* I know we're not even close to being ready to get married or anything, but... Playing house with you and Silver, it's... I enjoyed it. I think it'll be nice when we get a kid of our own.

*Sonic is staring at him with sparkling eyes, a little smile on his lips. He lets off a breathless laugh* You want that..? With me..?

Of course I do. Sonic, you don't seem to understand how much I've pictured a future with you. Before we faced our feelings, I... Admit I was a bit like Amy. With that journal she has where she writes her and Metal's names-

*Sonic sits forward, grinning* You write our names in your journal??

*Shadow blushes, looking at him for the first time* What?? No! Don't read my journal, hedgehog!

I haven't, but now I really wanna! Oh please, Shads, just this once. Did you write my name with your last name? Did you put little hearts around it~?

Shut up!! *He shoves him away, his cheeks red*

*Sonic laughs and shoves him back playfully* Come onnn I wanna see! How long have you been doing this??

Since- Wait, no! I don't do it! Ugh!! *He gets up* I'm going home to burn those journals.

Nooooo baby don't, I love that you do that! *Sonic gets up to follow him* It's so cute!! Honeyyy!! *They race off back toward the bigass house*

[bilvaye]

Sneak Peek: We'll Search For Tomorrow

Anyone up for a WollKnies friends to lovers, fake dating on a cruise ship fic? Featuring gay awakenings, feelings realisations, and a whole host of softness? WELL GOOD NEWS!

I've no idea how long this fic will eventually be, because the words just keep on coming. But, for now, here is 1700 words of smut as a teaser (because I know that's what the girlies want okay). This will eventually be posted to AO3 so stay tuned <3

[please note: below the cut is rated E, so be aware when opening]

He tilts his head back, letting the water run over his face, a couple degrees off of being too hot. Maybe the heat and the sunshine was doing something, making Joe look different somehow…

But Matthew knows that's not true. He knows that this has been lingering just under the surface for… fuck, months, if he's truly honest. Months of brushing feelings off as "we're just good friends", pretending to not understand the looks he and Joseph get.

"You weren't even pretending, Matt," he thinks, "you were just too dumb to realise." And fuck, if that's not a kick in the stomach.

Matthew groans and rubs his hands over his face, clearing the water away. It explains so much, in hindsight: why he's stopped picking up whenever the team heads to the bar, why Hinge suddenly felt boring and forced and not worth the time… why it's been forever since he felt satisfied after getting himself off. Why every time he's got close to that satisfaction, it's been when he's pictured soft brown waves and icy blue eyes. Some nameless woman with all of Joseph's features and quirks attached to a pair of tits. Even with all that, it's not been right.

Frankly, Matthew had been starting to wonder if the novelty of jacking it had worn off at the ripe age of 22. That, or maybe he was getting old early. All of his excuses were pretty depressing.

But now… now there's a tingle under his skin, something shiny and new and exciting, and overtly Joseph-shaped.

Of course his gay awakening would be someone he knows he can never have. Of course. Because that's just his luck - why would the universe do it any differently?

Matthew showers with efficiency, mind still whirling with all the revelations of the day. As he scrubs at his arms and chest, he can't help but replay that afternoon, with Joe's skin hot under his palms, slick with aloe. His content hums as Matthew caressed his back, the fire seeping out of the sunburn. The small groan as Matthew worked over his firm shoulders.

Just thinking about those innocent touches has a heat building low in Matthew's stomach, and he can feel his cock starting to fill out. He knows he should stop, that's his friend… his best friend, but… fuck, Matthew wants.

He exhales shakily as he takes himself in hand, starting off with slow, firm strokes. "This is fine! Maybe you'll get halfway through and realise you aren't gay after all!"

Yeah. Wishful thinking.

Matthew closes his eyes and lets his mind wander… what if Joey hadn't stopped him before, and had let him work the aloe over his chest? How would that feel, the skin slick and ribs jolting with every breath under his touch? He'd climb into Matthew's lap, Matthew thinks, thick thighs bracketing his hips as Matthew worked him over, arching into the touch, gasping quietly when he thumbed over his nipples. He'd bite his lip and look down at Matthew, silently asking for permission… and he knows, he would grab hold of Joseph's hips and grind them together, just like Joe was seeking, and Matthew would swallow his whine as they kissed.

Matthew has to bite his lip to suppress a low groan, hips rocking forward into his hand of their own accord. He's fully hard now, cock thick and full, each pump of his fist eased with the shower water. Somewhere along the way he's canted forward, resting his forearm against the shower wall and holding himself up. Already he knows this is better, this is what he's craved every time he slipped his hand into his pants this past year… so he gives in, and imagines.

Joseph's on his knees, kissing and licking at Matthew's hips while his hand works him over, Joe's clever fingers twisting just right on every upstroke. Matthew cards his own hand through Joseph's hair, tugging slightly, drawing a low moan. Joe blinks up at him, plush lips parted and reddened, begging to be put to use. So Matthew does, guiding Joe forward until he's close enough to press a sloppy, wet kiss across his head.

"Fuck, such a pretty mouth," Matthew whispers, awed.

Joey hums, tongue flickering out to lap at his slit, eyes wide and innocent. "Who, me?"

"Don't be a brat," he laughs, pulling Joeys hair a little firmer. "You know what you're working with, stop fishing."

"If it's so pretty, you should put it to work," Joe says before tightening his grip, catching the drop of precome he squeezes out of Matt on his tongue, moaning softly as he swallows.

"Nobody's stopping you, baby," Matthew purrs, stroking his thumb across Joseph's cheek. He really is far too pretty like this, eyelashes fluttering and cheeks tinged pink, blinking up at Matthew.

With permission granted, Joey goes to work, moaning softly around Matthew's cock with every bob of his head. Matthew is panting in tandem, fist clenching and unclenching in Joe's hair, not guiding him at all, just… holding. Grounding. Joseph's mouth is a perfect wet heat, each little noise vibrating in all the right ways.

Joe drops his hand and takes Matthew deeper, a cut-off choke escaping when Matthew threatens the back of his throat, and Matthew is just about to pull him off when Joe claws at his hip and keeps going, taking every inch he can manage, swallowing around him. Matthew groans again, whispered prayers and praise falling from his lips-

- The room spins. Flashes of colours, blending and whirling and rearranging. Wet noises echo and morph. Muffled moans and whines grow louder, more distinct-

-"Fuck, fuck, Matty, right there, right fucking there…"

Joe's thighs are wrapped tight around Matthew's hips, his nails etching marks into Matt's neck and shoulders as he clings, head thrown back and throat bared, a perfect temptation. Matthew gives in and bites down on the soft skin there, hiking Joseph higher up the wall and fucking into him harder. He sounds fucking wrecked, deep voice made even rougher after having his throat used like that, and it's driving Matthew fucking crazy.

Joseph knots his fingers in Matt's hair and yanks, pulling him up until they're eye-to-eye. His jaw is hanging slack, strands of hair plastered to his forehead with sweat, eyes wide and pupils blown so far there's barely a hint of blue left, huffing a small breath every time Matthew drives into him. He looks worn out but in the most perfect way, and like he never wants to stop.

"What's a man gotta do to get a kiss around here, huh?" Joseph laughs breathlessly, heels digging into the back of Matthew's thighs.

"Just ask me nicely," he says with a smile.

Joey rolls his eyes a little, but is betrayed when a particularly well aimed thrust forces a quiet whimper out of him.

"Please… pretty please, Matty. Kiss me."

So he does. He catches Joseph's mouth with his own and kisses him hard, again and again and again, gripping his thighs so hard he's sure there'll be small fingerprint-bruises left afterwards. Joe whines and clings to him, his cock trapped between them, pressing up against Matthew's stomach and leaving wet dapples.

Everything becomes too much all at once - the hands clasping at every inch they can find, hot pants of breath against his face every time they break apart, Joseph's dick hard and straining and desperate to be touched, the tight, perfect warmth of Joe around him. Matthew knows he's not going to last, not like this. His knees tremble slightly, and he has to readjust his grip to make sure they don't fall.

"Joey, baby… fuck, touch yourself, I can't-"

"Yeah, yes, fuck—" Joseph's breath catches as he finally gets a hand on his dick, falling into a fast, rough rhythm, almost timed with Matthew's stuttering hips, clenching down against him and getting impossibly tighter. "Please, need you to come, need to feel you—"

Matthew groans, low and rumbling, dropping his forehead to hide against Joseph's shoulder as he comes, shuddering to a halt, buried deep in Joe. Joe, almost perfectly in sync, whines and comes too, painting their stomachs and coating his hand, working himself through every wave, desperately trying to fuck himself down onto Matthew's cock, trying to pull him deeper.

"Fuck, Matthew..."

"Baby… fuck, Joey, you're so—"

"Matthew… Matthew…"

"Matthew?" The raps at the door become more insistent. "You okay in there, bud?"

"Wha- yeah, I'm fine, I'm okay," Matthew groans, trying to catch his breath and slowly realising he might have been making some noises out loud. Fuck.

"You've been in there forever, I thought you'd fell and broke your leg or something," Joe laughs, sounding relieved that he finally got an answer.

"No, I'm… I'll be out a minute." He swallows thickly, splashing some of the spray against the wall to try and wash away the evidence of what just happend.

"Mmhm, whatever you say," Joe says, his voice getting quieter as he walks away, leaving Matthew alone with his thoughts.

He shuts the shower off, but doesn't get out just yet. After a few steadying breaths, he hops out and grabs his towel, wrapping himself up and double checking in the mirror that he's softened up enough to not make it completely obvious why he had a marathon shower. The water pressure is excellent, maybe he can play it off as needing to ease some muscles.

As he looks at himself, he takes in the heavy rise and fall of his chest as he tries to settle his breathing back to normal. His knees feel a little weak… Shit.

The downside is, that's the best fucking orgasm he's had in he doesn't know how long, which… in terms of maintaining a friendship, is not ideal. On the plus side, the post nut clarity has provided some answers he sorely needed. Now, he knows two things for sure.

One, he is definitely, 100% gay. That's kinda hard to deny at this stage.

And secondly, he's more than a little bit in love with Joseph.

Fuck. This is not going to end well.

[the-tardis-in-221b-baker-street]

Lord Flashheart's (Blackadder Goes Forth) Costume

I don't think it comes to many as a surprise that I was going to do some sort of Flashheart costume. I've had people ask me after my last cosplay "So what's next? Oh please say it's Flashheart!". For a character who only appears once a series, he is well loved amongst the Rik Mayall fans and I happen to be one of them. So, strap yourself in, go get yourself a cup of tea and a biscuit because we're in for a long haul flight. We're doing this a bit back to front, usually I'll release a photoshoot all in one go but as I ran out of time to photograph myself before going to the con I'm going to, I thought I would post them after the con. The photoshoot is in the works, keep your eyes peeled!

When deciding which era of Flashheart I wanted to do, I settled with the WWI era as to my knowledge pre research, it was going to be the easiest of the bunch to do. As much as my heart sings out to Elizabethan Flashheart, my sewing skills are nowhere near good enough for that yet. I knew I wanted to get this costume totally right so I gave myself a fairly big budget and indeed the biggest budget so far in my cosplaying journey.

Go big or go home, I researched into actual Royal Flying Corps uniforms people were selling and saw just how difficult they were to find. I visited a local war memorabilia shop armed with a few questions about RFC uniforms. When I explained what I was doing, they smiled and laughed fondly about Blackadder. They very quickly informed me that finding an actual RFC uniform that's not in a museum is extremely slim and they were totally right. I had a back up plan though, I had found a company that did tailormade historical re-enactment uniforms from all sorts of eras and rather perfectly, a RFC tunic and trousers. I got myself measured by my lovely tailor friend and purchased them. I actually purchased the drill trousers instead of the breeches as the colour looked more correct. (not pictured, you'll see those when I take proper photos of me wearing it.)

The breakdown of the costume: The Royal Flying Corps tunic.

The RFC tunic was going to be a huge part of the costume and in my eyes all of the tiny elements of the costume to bring it together had to be properly researched. The base of the jacket only came with the RFC patch on the right side of the jacket so everything else had to be found. For the first part and actually the first purchase I made for this project was the collar pins. These are original WWI RFC collar pins that came in perfect condition. I also went back to the same local war memorabilia shop again and very luckily, they had a full matching set of original WWI captain's shoulder pips, with metal pins. It makes this costume more special to know I have an actual piece of history on my shoulders.

As I was informed, all pips during WWI were as standard and the more pips you have, the higher the rank. As Flashheart is a Wing Commander he technically holds the rank of captain, meaning he has 3 pips on each shoulder. With both the collar pins and the pips, I had to attach these extremely carefully. I was told that either I would need to sew them on (meaning I would have to tack them on and they wouldn't lie flat to the jacket) or I would need to pierce holes and put them in. I opted for piercing. So with an extremely delicate hand (and because this tunic was expensive) I carefully measured each one out and cut slits with a scalpel. The length of the blade was perfect because I could poke the loops through and it be in enough that if a pin slides out, I won't lose the pip. The collar pins didn't come with pins to keep them in place but the lovely gentleman I bought the pips from gave me some to cut down.

The medals:

The medals I struggled to find for a bit of time. I had researched a bit and found that someone had identified a few of Flashheart's many medals which helped but my original plan was to find actual medal bars. However, I came across a gentleman who recreates medals and could do custom medal bars of any medals I wanted. I immediately messaged them and showed them the photo that had all the identified medals on. He said he was able to do it and whether I wanted the medal that someone hadn't identified yet that was just slightly poking out of the jacket in the reference photo. I couldn't believe it! And i'm so glad that medal was identified by him because it turned out to be a good addition to the bar. Now I know Flashheart has a lot more medals than what I've got here, but trying to get all of them would be a nightmare and rather expensive so I got the ones that are visible kind of when he wears his coat.

(top left) OBE, (top middle) Royal Victorian Order, (top right) Distinguished Service Order, (bottom far left) Military Cross, (bottom middle left) Ashanti War Medal, (bottom middle right) India General Service Medal and (bottom far right) 1914 Star medal.

I did research into them and what they all mean but this post will get even longer if I put all the info. I do encourage you to have a look into them if you're interested though! What I find fascinating is the level of detail Blackadder's costume designer went to. I found out that the Distinguished Service Order medal was apparently just short of being awarded a Victoria Cross (which is an extremely prestigious award) and were normally given 'for service under fire or under conditions equivalent to service in actual combat with the enemy'. However between 1914 and 1916, a number of awards were given to individuals, often officers, for circumstances not under fire. This caused a lot of resentment towards those who got it and especially from front line officers. Which to me, makes me think no wonder Blackadder didn't really like Flashheart! That did make me laugh a little bit.

The 1914 Star medal was awarded mainly to officers but approximately 1000 were awarded to members of the RFC which is another really good touch!

The tunic is attached with 5 buttons up the person's right side and attached with two hooks at the top near the shoulders.

The Sam Browne belt and gun holster were another important addition to the tunic. Often officers or higher would have worn a Sam Browne belt and there would be space to hook a gun holster and an ammo pouch could be added too. I didn't get an ammo pouch in the end but the gun holster was a must. Which leads me onto Flashheart's massive weapon (ooer!).

The gun Flashheart uses is a Webley MK VI. Now, I did look into these guns and there was no way on earth I was going to get a real one or an airsoft one for that matter. I looked into 3D printing instead! I had got a guy to 3D print me a gun but his printer unfortunately broke half way through meaning I had to find an alternative quick. A work colleague found me one on Etsy and it was perfect! It came in about 7 pieces that I had to carefully glue together but it was easy enough as I live in a tabletop household. Flashheart's gun has a loop on the bottom to attach a lanyard to. So me using my creative initiative, I salvaged a picture frame hook from an old frame, filed down a section in the middle so the metal part would lie flat, glued it together and bob's your uncle! a loop that looks like it was meant to be there!

The lanyard loop didn't fit in the loop so I used an old keyring loop to attach it.

The next bit after gluing was to sand the gun down slightly, prime it black and then dry brushed the metal part using Citadel's Leadbelcher silver paint. I also then used Citadel's Agrax Earthshade wash to dirty it up on the metal and then once dry, I did a couple of coats both sides of a matt varnish spray just to seal it all together and none of the paint will rub off.

Another fine detail is the hinge where, if it was a working gun, you'd pull the barrel down and load it. (I don't know the correct terminology for guns!) There was just a hole and I wasn't a fan of it. So I used the small screws from the frame I got the fixtures from and screwed one either side before priming black. It worked perfectly and looked effective.

I can't believe how much time I've put into this costume, loads of research and hard work finding and piecing everything together. I just hope I can do him justice when I wear it properly!

WOOF!

[sodaneko]

soft launch - chapter 8; review :3

YOUR EDITS MAN i am sooooo in love with them, you are so incredibly talented and creative. i love the "thoughts about kissing him" MY HEART, the way she crashes out dksbshjbdhj

yukie is so fucking funny (and by proxy, YOU are), "just us and our attachment issues against the world" - love love love love love (she is such a real one, she knows yn wants osamu BADDDDD, her suggestions are sending me)

makki is the best person. everybody needs a makki in their lives, and you write the dynamics so well. you write them so relatable, too.

"you were glowing tonight, and not just because of some man but because you didn't bother to dim your own light for a while" - tell me why i legit started tearing up. soooo many of us deal with this, and sooo many of us feel unseen and unloved, and this really just kind of hit, because it speaks about an issue we all struggle with and feel ashamed to have. i just. i just kind of needed to cry reading this and i'm glad i get to process this feeling through the love swelling in this fic and through knowing i've gotten to know you. i'm super glad i met you, lale. so very glad, and i hold so much affection for you.

i cant believe you have me snorting next second with "sunarin says osamu keeps it well trimmed", this is playing w my feelings!!!!

i love your tweets so much. you are so incredbily funny man, i cannot. i love love love love !!!!!

the last three slides in which he quadruple billion texted -- my heart fluttered. i am. okay, genuinely, when i read fanfic, i laugh, i may cry, i get angy, but there's not always like proper physical response. lale. oh, lale. oh my sweet beautiful lale. when i tell you that my heart fluttered and i had this wondrous look on my face, my chest all tight at his messages as if they are ACTUALLY directed at me. the thought that while he was wriitng this all out, yn was on the couch, holding it, breathless because she's following each message without blinking once -- oh, gorgeous ethereal lale, i loev you so much. i love you and the effect this fic has on me.

i imagine osamu eating the cheesecake like that one pic of JB from got7

this one ^ this is how i imagine him eating the cheesecake at 4 am, right after the shower.

lale. i am so in love. my heart is so full with affection. i love this fic and i cannot comprehend how lucky i am to still have 10 chapters to go!!!! AND THE FINALE!!!

ily ily ily ily i dont know how to properly express it

12h later and i'm still weeping in my hands reading all of this jelly ;-;

please believe me when i say i'm keeping screenshots of these messages so i can read them over and over again whenever the slightest bit of doubt about my own writing rises up in the back of my mind. it's funny because it makes me reread the chapters as well and reading them through your eyes adds an extra layer of love to them. we're basically making a baklava with so many layers and sweet syrup hehe!

i always say soft launch is about all kinds of love, romantic and platonic, and i'm so glad you see the friendship between all of them for what it is aaahhhh feels like i did something right

about the feeling you described–yeah. yeah. it's so easy to forget just how loved we are, isn't it? hugging you so tightly and i'm sooo lucky to have met you too <3 <3 <3

and man. when osamu lost it and texted these block of messages, that's exactly how i pictured y/n reading them, just one wall away, huddled up on the couch, heart pounding, mouth dry, not blinking once so she doesn't miss a thing. aaaahhhhh. galaxy brain that it made you feel this way. i love you i love you i love you

we don't talk about the photo here! i will go feral but also yes. yes that's exactly how he devoured it. canon soft lauch!osamu fr fr fr only a few future scratch marks missing whoah who said that

i hope you enjoy the rest of your read!! finale is coming soon but i'm sure you'll be around to witness it hehe. thank you soooo much jelly you have no idea how much your words mean to me. i'll reread them over and over again MWAH MWAH

[respectthepetty]

Hii, i have been occupied and wanted to come back to watch BLS, my last one was naughty babe. So what's are your current obsession!?

Anon, you have missed a lot in the last six months! BL Land has had several shows in that time, and, of course, I've consumed most of them. My capability to become obsessed with a show is unparalleled, and as I mentioned in my last obsession list, I can be obsessed about several things simultaneously. Since you've been out for a minute, let me recap some of the shows I sent a Valentine's Day card too.

Note: These are NOT recommendations.

Shows I liked for color reasons but wasn't obsessed:

Twins

Pit Babe

Middleman's Love

My Dear Gangsta Oppa

Bake Me Please (* I AM obsessed with the lead actor, Guide)

Shows I liked for the colors AND the plot but wasn't always obsessed with:

The Sign

Perfect Propose

I Cannot Reach You

7 Days Before Valentine

I Became a Lead in a BL Drama

Shows I should've been obsessed with if I was normal:

Cooking Crush

Love for Love's Sake

Cherry Magic (Thailand)

So now that we recapped some of the shows I was mildly normal about, it's time for me to reveal the shows I'm currently so obsessed with that I cut off some of their hair while they slept and now I'm attaching it to a cloth doll in hopes of binding us together.

For. Ev. Ah.

Dead Friend Forever (forever, forever, ever, forever, ever?)

Obsession Level - Buying us matching BFF necklaces with vials of our blood attached to them after my therapist tells me my relationship with it is unhealthy, and I need to take a step back from it.

It just ended, and it isn't a BL, but I have no words. If I tried to explain why I'm so obsessed with this show, people would be really worried about my sanity. I can't stop thinking about it. I don't want to stop thinking about it. I hate all the characters. I love all the characters. I want them all dead. I want to raise them from the dead and make them do it all again. I want to heal them. I want to make them worse. I want to be in that house with them.

Unknown

Obsession Level - Holding pictures of it close to my heart while I lay in bed even though it is laying right next to me in the same bed because I need it to fully grasp just how crazy about it I am and have been.

It's Taiwanese. It's color coded. It's about "brothers." And if you looked at my previous obsessed list, you know those three items are a clear path to Obsession City for me (Looking at you, Kiseki: Dear to Me).

Anti Reset

Obsession Level - Baking all its favorite sweet treats and sitting them on its porch early in the morning then running away even though I know the security camera is filming me each time (which is why I wear cute outfits when I do it).

It's Taiwanese. It's color coded. It's about a robot. It doesn't hit all the points on my obsession scale, but it's part of Vidol/VBL's universe, so it has my attention and a little bit of my heart.

Lady Boy Friends

OB. SESSED! Level - Knowing it's expired and toxic, but I can't stop eating it because if ending up in the hospital is the price I have to pay and possible death, then I guess that's the sacrifice I gotta make.

It's a remake of a 2015 series, it dropped with no promo, and only one episode has aired, yet this show is hellbent on being a whole ass problem, so of course my trashy ass loves it. There is transphobia, homophobia, sexual harassment, colorism, elitism, and every other -ism that it could pile in because the entire show is begging to be everyone's trigger warning. There is a love story in there somewhere, but I don't give two shits about it when the skinny femmes and the fat femmes are fighting, and the one pictured above is about to enter her villain origin story. The subtitler is doing the Lord's work, and I feel truly blessed with this hot ass mess.

But please remember, one person's trash taste is not another person's treasure, so THESE ARE NOT RECOMMENDATIONS!

[kirby-the-gorb]

reply roundup!

had to put these on hold for a while for personal reasons </3 they're likely to still be infrequent, but in honor of kirb2k!

(my notes would only load back to mid september so I missed a couple weeks sorry :c but be warned that this is a long one! it's 3 entire months' worth!)

also, reminder that kirb2k ends tomorrow!!! preorders, commissions, and auctions will all close at noon pst on sunday december 17th! everything is linked in the pinned post or filed under the tag kirb2k!

first is one more birthday kirb from my friend @sleepy-sheep-wizard:

Realized halfway thru that I don’t know what Kirby looks like off the top of my head, so I got funky with it. Happy birthday, thank you for being a good friend

thank you again friend <3 getting funky with it is truly in the spirit of just drawing a little guy for fun, I love his little hat in particular.

on [mirror] @shapeshifterwithafez said: uuuh is Scherben bringen Glück/ Shards bring luck a universal saying? sounfs clinky as a direct translation. anyways in germany we say that shards of stuff you broke brings luck so I hope the luck finds you or smth sorry for rambling ^^

I'd never heard this saying before, but I think it's very sweet! thank you for sharing it with me :)

on [pipefight] @hauntedppgpaints said: goalies with a skate blade and their stick in hand

big hockey vibes for real yeah lol

on [pink] @gaydiation-poisoning said: ...I wanna eat that pink

honestly same, it's sooo pleasing

on [rain] @hive-heart said: Everything alright, daily kirby guy?

not really but sitting by the window in the rain is a good thing lol thanks for asking <3

(also the person who tagged that same post myhouse.wad made me laugh)

on [photo] @ceylonsilvergirl [added] a picture of their cat and said: get adored idiot!! see the hate in her eyes? I’ll make her love me yet!!

me @ my partner's cat

@violet-dragongirl said: oh! I have been meaning to ask! Have you played Kirby and The Forgotten Lands? I assume you did but just wanted to say that I did about a week ago and I loved it and thought of your art! ^.^ And if you haven't, yes, Carby is super adorable and amazing :3

I have! I got it very shortly after it came out, I had a really good time with it. I've been slowly replaying it recently with my partner, they were kind of fond of kirby just by proxy but since we started playing they adore bandee now and say he never gets enough screen time XD I'm glad you also had fun!

on [mice] @ceylonsilvergirl said: girls like swarms of things, right?

idk bro my wife wasn't so big on it when I got a gig housing 30 mice, but maybe she's weird. I liked them. (sadly one of the best paying jobs I've ever had up until the owner lost it and abandoned them with me, yes I still took care of them for the rest of their little lives) (and yes I also got my wife's okay before I took them on in the first place)

on [covid] @mordantivore said: reading posts from when the era of covid safety was declared anathema and ended is haunting. we were so desperate to find ppl willing to help us stay alive. there are fewer of us now bc “allies” are worthless & more of us have died

yeah. fuck. I'm lucky that the people in closest proximity to me are at least moderately careful, but me and my wife and partner are usually the only ones wearing masks anywhere we go except sometimes the employees and I know they don't always wear them when they're out without me.

on [swim] @northeasternwind said: Jdjdjfkg imagining Kirby being way more bouyant than your average human so them gotta exhale REAL HARD or attach nega-floaties (sinkies?) like weights to dive

lol yeah they probably gotta try So Hard to actually get under the water. (I think diving weights/ballast is a thing that humans use too? I've never gone diving, having my face underwater stresses me out -n- )

on [float] @nickiemoot said: he has to go now. his planet needs him. *slide whistle*

I can only hear this as that one similar part from one of the asdfmovies, it delights me

@vampiricarus said: if you see this just know i love your art so much

aww thank you! <3

anonymous said: just wanted to say I love Kirby and I love your art! I’m always excited to see it on my dash. thank you for bringing a little joy to my life :) I need it once in a while like I’m sure a lot of others do too! Keep up the good work :))

thank you! drawing a little guy brings me a little joy too, I'm glad it can do the same for others <3

on [drain] @ceylonsilvergirl said: I’m sorry you’re having a rough time. Existing is hard work sometimes. A lot of the time

fuck dude it sure is <3 especially when my body keeps trying to shut down lol

on [mud] @why-are-all-the-fun-urls-taken said: Hey man are u doing ok

I am not, thanks for asking <3

on [tummyache] @hobgirl said: :o kirby the gorb why would you do that!!!!! why!!!!!

I didn't want it to go to waste!!! everyone is dumb sometimes!!!

on [wizard] @eau-the-agony said: not enough appreciation in the wizarding world for garlic salt spell. its all kung pow penis tgis and ketamine ape that. not enough of the small joys which carry us through the horrors like a dinky garbage raft

you are so right. the small joys are the most powerful of all.

on [wizard] @beepbeepdespair said: somehow didnt know garlic salt was a thing until this moment. now i really want some. i think i just found a kg of it online for 12 quid??

I am so pleased that you now have the knowledge of Garlic Salt Spell, I hope you got to try it out for yourself :D

on [zelda] @chaos-squared said: Good job!! I’ve had it for longer yet still haven’t completed it ;w;

nothing wrong with that! I only finished it as quickly and thoroughly as I did because I was basically bedridden for all of october, as long as you enjoy the time you do spend with a game it doesn't really matter how much time you spend or how far you get.

on [brave] @gudetamalover said: me tomorrow afternoon when I get all four wisdom teeth out

I'd already had several other oral surgeries on account of Weird Teeth before I got my wisdom teeth out but it still knocked me on my ass for a couple days, I hope your recovery went as smooth as possible! (altho that was also like. 15 years ago. and general anesthesia has gotten a lot better since then.)

on [shiny] @angst-and-fajitas said: Like to slap his bald head reblog to slap his bald head

bald! bald! bald! bald!

on [powerwash] @chronicdilf said: decemberb 16 im goign to walk across the damn stage get my damn diploma folder im going to go home and POWERWASHER SIMULATOR JUST LIKE KIRBY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

yeah!!! you're gonna do it!!! you might be doing it right now even!!!

on [cooked] @hobgirl said: oh mood kirby..... struggling with the very last paper i need to write before i can graduate and its got me feeling this way fr

ough, I hope you made it through your paper! lots of people graduating tho that's so cool, congrats to both of you!

on [bears] @jupiterlandings said: I get so happy every time I see Cake and the name Cake being tagged :)

it's such a good name for a bear, I'm grateful you thought of it!! especially given the best I could do for the other one was "kirbear" lol

@violet-dragongirl said: omg seeing that Fav Grobs Post you recently put up makes me so happy! over a thousand (and then some!) GORBS?! :D I'm not only impressed but so proud ya made it this far and I'm so glad you got possibly more to go of Kirby!! :D!! Really great job 🥰🥰

thank you! I'm gonna hit 2000 days of drawing kirby tomorrow, that's so wild!

on [popular] @timeturner-jay said: Op your Kirby art brings so much utter joy you have no idea <3

yay I'm glad <3 I love to draw a little guy, it's good I'm not the only one having fun lol

I got a lot of "good blaze op" on the [macarena], and you're all correct, thank you for recognizing my great decision making B) (I'd been meaning to add the music and blaze it from basically the moment I drew it, I've just been really sick so it took a while.)

(also even if I don't always gather them in the roundup there are names I recognize showing up repeatedly in the tags, some of whom have been here for years, and I'm always glad to see you're still around!)

[sparklecryptid]

I've got an idea for a royal bastard that I think you might find interesting.

Basically, Regis learns that one of his flings might have produced a kid, the timing just about matches, and tries to track them down for some paternity tests. The problem is, the last reliable sighting was when the kid was, like, ten and nothing solid since then, because war and Nifs and refuges everywhere.

Not even Cor can seem to find them no matter where he looks.

What happened was that the kid realised that they were trans and might have figured out how to use magic for pseudo-hormone therapy and stuff, and since they already needed to get new papers as a refuge they just put their new name down everywhere, and maybe they fudged their birthday a little and look their surname is the most common one in Lucis it's not their fault.

Also, they don't really care about the royalty thing so they are not coming forth, no siree.

(I leave the gender of the hypothetical kid up to you)

Pan will go ahead and say that hearing his dead-name on the news attached to a photo of him when he was a little girl was not what he planned to witness when he turned on the news after he had spent a long ass day in the archives of the local university; but that is exactly what he saw.

Pan watches for a few more minutes. The news anchor goes on to say that this is 'leaked information' and that 'the little girl in the picture is supposedly related to King Regis somehow'. It is then Pan turns off the TV and is desperately thankful that he no longer goes by Rosalyne and that 'Ardent' is a very common last name.

It's not like his old name is on any of his official documents; the chances of anyone finding him is very slim.

That does nothing to stop the worry in his chest.

-

Pan is proven right to worry; because the next day his little brother - who is fucking adorable and a teenager - almost gets assassinated on a tour of the library Pan works at.

And Pan can't just let that happen. He can't! So if he sort-of on purpose electrocutes all of the would-be assassins in front of an audience then-

He had reason to okay?!

Noctis looks at the charred remains of his assassins, takes a moment to look at Pan, looks at his assassins again.

Finally the prince -amidst all the panic of their surroundings - speaks.

"Don't they train you to take them in alive?"

Pan blinks.

Noctis looks at him confused.

"You are a member of the Crownsguard aren't you?"

Pan barely holds back the panicked laughter that threatens to escape.

"Yes," Pan lies, "I am. I am going to go and phone the Lord Marshal now. Please don't die in the mean time."

And once he is sure he's out of sight and that others are there to protect Noctis Pan does the only reasonable thing.

He books it.

[ahc-au]

I have a couple of questions about this au : 1. Since Cody has been got that living poison or that good for nothing uncle of his out of his life so he doesnt have to face the "dangers" of this world he has created or keeping him inside the penthouse , how would this affect Cody's perspective ?

2. Did the EPF completely removed the dark turtles' failsafe devices (hypnotic induced precautions) they have implanted within them (possibly near the cerebrum or cerebellum) , or did they also found the other things like explosives within them since they are living weapons after all 3. After the trial , where would Darius be sentenced to , somewhere like maximum prison for terrorists or luxury prison for privileged people . Or his business partners that President Bishop had mentioned at the prologue during the interrogation ?

OOOH FUN QUESTIONS

1. This one's pretty complex! Cody is a victim of abuse, but it was the kind of abuse that fostered co-dependency, and that's really hard to deprogram from. Cody may now understand that his Uncle was a bad person who never actually had his best interests in mind, but the behaviors he was taught are still going to take time to unravel. He compulsively feels the need to placate the people around him, because Dunn raised him to be obedient and expected him to essentially put his entire life on hold just for his uncle's convenience. He was raised to believe that what he could do (or build) for others determined his worth, given that was how Dunn determined his worth. He also becomes deeply invested in his attachments, having been allowed so few close relationships outside of home and work. Feeling lonely is scary, so he feels like he has to please the people he's close to especially so they won't want to leave. This leads to him denying his own needs in favor of those around him, even outright refusing to acknowledge when he's not doing well until it gets overwhelming. Thankfully, the Splintersons have left him with some very good influence, and I think as he goes he'll find the things they taught him to be of invaluable help. I don't want to say too much on that, though, since it's the subject of a few chapters off in the future heheh.

2. The EPF has long-since been dissolved, it doesn't exist anymore! And according to records, the leader died mysteriously in such a way that no body could be recovered, and there aren't any records of his name anywhere. Weird! In any case, yes, the authorities are aware of the Dark Turtles' implants. Again, this comes up later on, so I'm not gonna say too much. But! I can also point out that all their weapons and armor were confiscated. I believe it's mentioned once or twice in the first few chapters, but I try to keep it in mind since it means alterations on their usual designs whenever I draw them.

3. There's an episode of Fast Forward that begins with Jammerhead being broken out of prison, and it shows us an island in the middle of the river is where the facility is located (GREAT design choice NNYC city planners. I'm sure the nearby residents love that.) This is where I've been picturing Dunn is being held, he even gets the same prison uniform in the newspaper drawing! From the glimpse we see in the episode, it looks pretty miserable, and I think Bishop is vindictive enough to ensure he doesn't even have a chance of getting moved anywhere nicer. Because of course, in Bishop's utopia future, the prison system is still horrible. The business partners are a plot thread that is going to stay dormant for now, but it's very fortuitous of you to keep them in mind heheh.

Thank you for the questions, I hope this answers to your satisfaction!

--Adelram

[happyk44]

[ID

1: Cropped picture of a page from a magazine. In a green oval, it says "Love never dies." The header is written in red font and reads, "Special Delivery". The text underneath reads, "My sweet husband, John, and I were married for 46 years. Each Valentine's Day, he'd send me the most beautiful flowers containing a note with five simple words: 'My love for you grows.' Four children, 46 bouquets, and a lifetime of love were his legacy to me when he passed away two years ago.

On my first Valentine's Day alone, 10 months after I lost him, I was shocked to receive a gorgeous bouquet addressed to me... from John. Angry and heartbroken, I called the florist to say there had been a mistake. The florist replied, 'No ma'am. It's not a mistake. Before he passed, your husband prepaid for many years and asked us to guarantee that you'd continue to get flowers for Valentine's Day.' With my heart in my throat, I hung up the phone and read the attached card. It said, 'My love for you is eternal.'

- Sue Johnston, 68, Houston, TX"

2: Digitally illustrated comic. A man with a white beard stands in a dark room reading a piece of paper. "I told you that if there were something beyond the grave I would contact you," the paper reads.

The man looks ahead to a brown cardboard box.

"I ordered this package to be sent in the event of my death," the man continues to read. "If there were a way to reach beyond death, I would've stopped this package for you got it."

The panel turns black, the man illuminated in all white. "I'm sorry."

Colour returns to the comic as he reaches forward and opens the box. "But you see I've set up a win-win for you." The box is filled with chocolates. "Either you get to see me or you get a box of candy."

He picks up a one of the chocolates, smiling soft and sad. "We were both sensations to each other - eyes, ears, nose, hands, mouth." He returns to the note. "So, as long as I can tickle a few of those, I'm only gone from myself. Not you."

"I'm sorry I couldn't stop this package," the note reads as the man cradles the box and the note close to his chest. His brows furrow.

Once more the panel turns black. The man and rhe box are coloured white, drawn small in rhe lower left xorber.

"But I'll try to get the one for next month."

3: An anthropomorphic cat stands sobbing, one hand on a nearby door. The text next them reads, "Wait. Hold on a minute. I think I need a moment. Wait, wait, wait. Hold on. I need a moment. I need to sit down I think wait. Wait. Old honh on, wait, please I am breaking down. Hold on. Wai"

/end ID]

[boingolungs]

HGUC MSM-07E Z'Gok-E

(I graduated college like a year and a half ago and I haven't typed out any essays in a long time. I miss doing essays.)

The Z'Gok-E is my 2nd HG model that I bought and built.

Something I have learned from building 18 models (5 more that aren't built yet) is just because a Mobile Suit has a model kit that doesn't mean it will translates well from 2D to 3D. The Z'Gok-E while it does look good as a model that was easy to easy build it has a major flaw. Those arms were frustrating to put together because how they are built.

Also this is one of the models I recommend not believing in the promo images if you want an example of it complete please find examples of it somewhere else. And do this with every model kit you want to buy. The big photo of it on the manual or on the sides of the box sometimes has the wrong color scheme. Examples being the Gundam Gremory and the Rozen Zulu.

Different from other models where you build small joint pieces and attach armor to them the Z'Gok-E has a long tube piece where you put three of the circular arm pieces over it. Than attach it to the shoulder joint and press it against the ball joint connecting with the torso. The issue with this is that it won't be able to hold its own arms up limiting its articulation and since it's so weak both arms can just completely fall apart making the builder have to reassemble it. My experience I've had to rebuild the arms so many times that I just gave up on it and just put it back in the box. While this kit is an older one I don't want to discourage people from buying older model kits.

Not to say that there aren't any fixes for the willing builder superglue could probably help and I've seen some post about 3D printing pieces to fix the arm issue. However, your average builder probably doesn't have a 3D printer or be willing to fix it. Personally just keep it in a simple standing pose if you want it out in display.

I've seen many post about how dumb it is to rank model kits so I just go with the good old question "Do I regret my purchase?"

Do I regret my purchase? Yeah I do. While the design is cool I bought this at USAGundam so including shipping it was $25.73 and around that price range there are many different models that are way better before and after its 2003 release. The arms to me are a big deal breaker but if I had to give it a rating its like a 2/5.

Side Notes:

-I'd have a picture of the one I built but I'm to lazy to get it out

[ronanlynchbf]

jesse pinkman blue orbs

[hallonballen]

Here's something I was daydreaming about on my way home today.

I was walking home from the gym, I had been running and doing squats so my legs were really tired. After the gym I was too tired to change back to the jeans I had walked there in so I walked back in my booty shorts. These shorts are short enough that if they run up even a little bit you can see my underwear. It wasn't too late for me to be worried about walking home alone. I'm also wearing a long coat so you can't really see that I'm wearing pants from behind. Now to the fantasy:

About halfway through my walk home I hear someone yell.

"Stop right there!"

I turn around and see a cop so I stop and put my hands up. He walks up and cuffs me.

"What did I do wrong?"

"First of all, you call me 'officer' and second of all. Don't you know its a crime to walk around without pants sweetheart?"

"I'm wearing pants tho!"

SLAP

"I told you to refer to me as officer." He stares at my crotch. "And I wouldn't call those pants, they're barely underwear"

"You can't arrest me for wearing short shorts.." He raises his hand "...officer"

He let's out a little laugh. "I can do whatever I want" He says as he pats the gun on his hip. I'm starting to realize that I will be going to jail tonight.

He puts me in the back of the car and starts driving. He calls someone on his phone.

"Yeah I got one, cute little thing thought she could walk around looking like a slut without consequences" I'm shocked. It can't be ok for a cop to call someone they just arrested a slut. 

A few minutes later I started to realize that something was wrong. I know for a fact that there is a police station fairly close to where I was walking. So why have we been driving for so long?

We stop to pick up someone else and I figure that's why I've been in the car for so long. The second guy turns around and eyes me up and down. He licks his lips. The disgusting perv. We drive around the city for a while until we park outside a building. A building that is not the police station. I think that maybe we're just picking up another person but no.

They both get out of the car. I start to panic. The second guy grabs my handcuffs and attaches another chain to it. 

"Please officers, where are you taking me?"

"We're taking you were you need to be"

I keep pleading for a more specific answer but they just keep tugging at my chain. I stumble along the path, frantically looking around me to try to figure out where I am but all I can see is a dark forest. We finally reach a house and I realize even more people are waiting for us. 

"Hey guys, I found this little thing wandering around without any pants on" says the cop who arrested me and I know better than to protest.

"What do you say we teach her a lesson huh?" They all cheer. A few of the guys hold me still while the others start tearing off my clothes.

"You like walking around without pants so much we might as well help you loose the rest of the clothes" says a voice behind me. They all start stroking their crotch watching me try to hide from them. Someone forces me down on my knees and before I know it there's a huge cock in my face.

"Please guys I've never… I.. I don't know how to" I can't even say the words. Somebody grabs my hair and tilts my head back. He looks me in the eyes and says

"Shit are you a virgin slut?"

"No no I just, I.. I like girls" They all laugh and I see how they all get significantly harder at the thought of taking my real virginity. 

One guy forces my mouth open while another forces his huge cock in my mouth. It's disgusting. I gag at both the taste and the size. They all take their turns using my mouth until I my throat is all sore and my tits are covered in drool and semen.

At least it's over now. Except some of them have started to get hard again. They shove me onto a table and force my legs open.

Suddenly they all start laughing and taking pictures. 

"Look at the little lesbo all wet for cock" They all laugh and to my horror I realize that it's just making me wetter. 

"Ok guys listen up. Highest bidder gets to take this tight wet little pussy first" Everyone is yelling out different numbers but all I can focus on is trying to figure out why I'm somehow getting wetter by the second.

And then my worst fear comes true. A huge cock is pressing against the opening of my cunt. He forces himself inside, groaning loudly as he enters. I try to fight but they aren't going to let me go. 

Eventually my screams of pain turn into screams of pleasure. I cum over and over again, on what feels like a million different cocks. Eventually they have all had their turns. I'm laying on the table, too exhausted to move and all covered in cum  and spit.