#please don't feel obligated to do this !

[wecantalktomorrow]

thank you @stonerosestank for tagging me to share last months receiptify. be warned that i was going through it so it's very boring:

tagging (no pressure): @faithinthefuturedeluxe @zouisvibez @tommos @backtoyoupunkversion @uwulouis + anyone who wants to share bc i am in fact very nosy

[drunkenworgen]

Gin's color

ʙʟᴜᴇ

What are you mourning? Where will you put the sky when your shoulders give out? Atlas, quick-tongue, kind and kind and kind, and how, you wonder, will you make them love you? There is a line between manipulation and everything else, and to get the things you needed (shelter, food, a hand off the ground). You twisted things until you forgot how to do anything else. Stop laughing, love. Someone will hold you when you run out of clever words.

Tagged by: @lady-proudmoore

Tagging: @areniaagn, @archmage--khadgar, @time-lost-exiles, @simplysoriya, @eve-daniels, @gardenofereden, @kat-hawke, and whoever else wants to do this!

[copia]

sleep token rituals 11/? ☼ source {@twilighttowayvision} — "Will you cleanse me with pleasure?"

[billysjoel]

SPOTIFY WRAPPED MEME

Anonymous requested Scrubs + 98 (You and I - SYML feat. Charlotte Lawrence) @lgbtqcreators creator bingo - layout

[ellenchain]

saw the tags that the jayvik comic wont be fully posted on tumblr -for very understandable reasons- is there a better place to follow you for it? Is there somewhere one could possibly throw unrelated money at you also? asking for a friend. the friend is me.

Hi there! Please excuse the late response - I always forget to check my inbox on mobile 😔 I'll be uploading the jayvik comic here and on Twitter or Blusky for as long as I can (about 20 pages), then I'll probably make it available for free on Gumroad! If anyone wants to support me then, they can do it there 🥺❤️

But I will announce on tumblr/twitter/bluesky when the jayvik comic is available/continues on Gumroad!

[erabu-san]

Hmm I apologize again for the rant !

It is not the first time I am doing it. I might forgot to put "please don't tag it as ship" under my drawing of tighnari cyno. Please, do not !

I love them as best friend, I love them as brother/found family, I don't mind the queerplatonic relationship at all

But their romantic side make me pretty uncomfortable. No hate ! It is my own taste.

Shippers are always welcomed and I am so glad you like my content 💕 but all my art concerning them (unless I tag the ship) are purely platonic. I just ask for some respect of my taste and not reblog my art with the ship tag.

I don't want to block, because I am genuinely glad you enjoy my work and as a young artist, it means a lot for me. Thank you so much 🙇 !! But as a human, I can't deny how uneasy it makes me feel.

Thank you for understanding !

[saberdramon]

i think yakuza 3 is my favorite (so far anyway) i just. im in love with the pacing. i loved living kiryu's mundane little life in okinawa and getting to know his kids before we got to the spice of the story. the order in which things are investigated and how they escalate feels good and natural. we are given reasons to doubt all involved parties in the big scheme. i can forgive the lore dump of chapter 9 when it's bookended with hard shit from mine and peak interactions from kiryu and majima. i am not okay about the amount of trust kiryu places in majima nor about majima's loyalty to kiryu. it is so good and it works on so many levels it could be a beautiful friendship or the most toxic old man yaoi on the market and im sinking my teeth into it all the same

holding yakuza 3 in my arms and sobbing and howling etc i have normal feelings about this game

[bluesway]

seemingly this is an unpopular opinion on here but i tend to agree w the reddit posts about lack of content lol

[cxpperhead]

"You'll be surprised how bad I can hurt you if you try anything stupid."

He's not kidding. There's a dull crack as Copperhead realigns his lower jaw, snapping it back into place after a punch or three had dislocated it. A quick yawn ensures nothing had been permanently damaged but he does not attempt to bite the man again. Had Copperhead been born an ordinary human, he had no trouble believing he'd be nursing a broken jaw right about now, and understood this was no ordinary foe he was dealing with. "So I can imagine. You must be the one they call the Punisher." He responds calmly, eyeing the iconic skull emblazoned across the other man's chest. Copperhead supposes he should be grateful all he's gotten so far is a punch to the face - the things he'd heard about this man and what he did to his enemies could turn anybody's blood cold. Still, that didn't mean he'd simply give in. Copperhead had a job to do and couldn't afford to waste precious time and energy playing cat and mouse with the vigilante when a contract was still alive. The end of his tail gropes around blindly, slitted eyes fixated on that of his foe's while the end of his tail slowly wraps around the leg of a nearby wooden chair.

"But you must understand I've got no quarrel with you. You've got bigger fish to catch in this city." Copperhead remarks before the chair goes flying, in an attempt at forcing an opening between himself, Frank Castle and the closest exit.

[drunkenworgen]

Gin's Dark Love Language

ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴛ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ

Everyone seems to think you are faithless, but the thing is you haven’t yet found someone who will bring you to your knees and make you raise your head in reverence. This world has stopped bringing you joy, you want more of the divine. You want to dedicate your entire existence to someone; you want to make them realize they are not something terrible, make them see just how much beauty they are bringing to this world. You want to be the only one for them, the only one they have chosen to love. There’s a god shaped pit inside of you and only they can fit in it. And what if they decide to walk away? Didn’t I say this was violent devotion?

Tagged by: @lady-proudmoore

Tagging: @areniaagn, @archmage--khadgar, @time-lost-exiles, @simplysoriya, @gardenofereden, @kat-hawke, @eve-daniels, and whoever else wishes to do this!

((It's true though. Gin always seems to go for the broken souls, and tries her damnedest to make them see how beautiful they actually are - despite not seeing herself that way.))

[lususnatura]

okay, but i thought i would post something like this just to make sure that y'all are okay with it first before i do anything, as i don't want to make anyone uncomfy. BUT if y'all would like me to send you some spicy stuff, please like this post, and i'll get right on that 👀 LOL

[jellicle-chants]

fyi i got sick like yesterday so you are ALL obligated to be nice to me until i feel better

[mad-hunts]

jokethur asked: ❝ that's not the worst thing i've ever heard but it's certainly up there. ❞

one might argue that the way barton huffed through his nostrils in a wry sense of disbelief at what he heard come out of the other's mouth, rather than at the terrible thing that was just said through his own lips without an ounce of shame, told you everything you needed to know about him; that he was a brutal and very unfeeling person. but honestly, even if those things were the least bit true, barton thought... he was only saying what everyone would be thinking in their heads if they knew what was really going on behind the scenes. they just wouldn't want to say it aloud for one reason or another, whether that was due to the fear of being ostracized by their peers, or frowned down upon by society as a whole. kind of like how he was currently by the man standing beside him.

barton took a long drag out of his cigarette and averted his gaze from one of the big, bright displays that decorated the skyline to meet the others eyes. the displays were showcasing what looked like the latest news: and that was what barton seemingly was making a comment on, as the death of a cop that was rather infamous for being a ' pinnacle of kindness and care to their community ' was the main headline for that day. except that man was everything but in reality. it was just so rich to be seeing him regarded as some fantastic guy, when barton knew for a fact that he was a sleazeball who he had seen hanging around his old boss, as he was secretly in their pocket and doing their dirty work. and if there was one person that barton held contempt for more than anything... it was the man who used to treat him like he was something less than human. or, less than dirt, actually.

but of course, barton would never tell the gcpd of his corruption because he knew that rainer (you have to put a face to the name for these people) would realize that it was him who'd sold him out. and besides... since when did he have faith in the gcpd, or even like the police? they were all a bunch of pigs to him. so, barton let him continue on with his little game of playing the role of the well-beloved police officer while he was helping people get killed on the side. he rolled his eyes then, ❝ well, if i had known that you were such a big fan of the police, then i likely wouldn't have said anything. but i rest my case: a lot of people do deserve to die, stranger, and he was one of them. so i don't feel sorry for him or his family at all. ❞

barton stated this all in a very matter-of-fact manner, blowing smoke out through his nose from his cigarette before he continued, ❝ i mean, where was this guy if he was so good whenever the city got flooded? i didn't see him among the people who were helping other's whenever everything went to shit. in fact, i bet he was probably sitting in some place really safe and warm whenever it happened, because i knew the real kind of person that he was. a total prick who certainly wasn't the golden boy that the news is trying to make him out to be, ❞ he flicked his cigarette down on the ground and smushed it underneath his boot, successfully putting out the fire on its other end. barton turned to face arthur completely with an unamused look in his eyes.

❝ now, are you done preaching to me about how wrong it is that i said that? you don't really know the first thing about the pig after all. but i do. though you didn't hear that from me, alright? ❞

[rapidhighway]

Why does everyone here come to me for family advice and then immediately ignore itttt 🙄🙄🙄🙄

[greedbent]

@howthesleeplesswander || surprise starter for human!Spring! 〔´∇｀〕

“Didn't I tell you to be more careful?”

And if Kaz had startled the poor girl by his coming up behind her with no word of warning or semblance of a greeting before delivering harsh judgment . . . Good. He slid in easily at her side, matched her pace in a heartbeat, and kept on walking with the nonchalance of this being entirely planned between the two of them. The hour was late, but the streets remained—as ever—loud and bustling with the night life of the Barrel: distant clattering of coin in the gambling houses, cacophonous whooping and hollering of tourists hoping for a lucky break after hours of emptying their pockets (too inebriated now to care about their losses), an entire collection of drunkards wandering the dimly lit paths (with a few simply tucked away in corners quite possibly whimpering into their knees over their life choices).

Simply put: Not a place where this particular woman should be. Looking like she did. Young. Fair. Pretty. Wide-eyed. Innocent. Gullible. So out of place Kaz almost wondered if she had put effort into it, as if she'd found a manual on all the ways to appear the easiest target and followed it to the letter.

She might as well just be wearing a sign.

Even if Spring had flinched and briefly stumbled over herself, Kaz continued with nothing more than a pointed look back at her: Keep up. Don't draw more attention. As his own gaze kept a vigilant watch over their surroundings, he pinpointed any set of eyes turned their way. Her way, specifically. And the less than respectful whistling from a small group of the aforementioned drunkards (the ones who were high off the intoxication rather than low and miserable) as they watched Spring pass was what brought Kaz closer to her side.

“You shouldn't come here alone,” he reiterated, choosing at that moment not to announce that he'd already . . . persuaded a few pickpockets off her tail mere minutes ago. “Especially at this hour.” Kaz pursed his lips, made a quick move to steer Spring down a quieter street. “What the hell are you doing? No one has a dying need for flowers so urgent you'd have to make a delivery in the middle of the night. Or have you just had a spiritual calling to a new profession?”

“Spiritual” was not the right description for the “profession” implied here.

[skittlesking]

Btw a whole lot of stuff has been going on lately and quite frankly I've been burnt out for a while so I'm gonna take a break from requests for a bit :]