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[enlightningbugs]

Jiang Cheng with Zidian worm on a string, 2019

[achingly-shy]

since i've been getting a lot of asks and i want to make sure everyone's donation link is shared, here are the fundraisers that have reached out to me

(part 2)

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@mohammed--shehab / @hyamshehab222 / @mohammed11shehab (vetted here)

@asmaamajed2 (vetted here)

@save-amal-family (vetted here)

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@sameh-mostafa20 / @rodainaayyad83 (vetted here)

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@mohammed-665 (vetted here)

@save-amal-family (vetted by association here)

@a-ss-123 (vetted by association here)

@atalah-mohammed (vetted here)

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@familygazaamal

@hebamatar

@scentedtyrantmusic

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last updated: september 7th

[plulp]

MORE HAPRER PLEATHE HES SO FINE

youve asked this at such a good time because i had just had a harper design explanation idea and i wasnt sure if i should make it or not:

[celticbotanart]

I've been obsessed about this track lately, Chiaki Ishikawa not only has such a unique, gorgeous voice, but this one has the CRAZIEST build up ever jesus fucking christ

DO NOT BE FOOLED BY THAT COZY, FOLKY ALBUM COVER LMAO This song literally starts with a dope beat and the drop is the SICKEST guitar solo ever istg

(BTW if anyone reading this can help me find the lyrics for this song, I'd be in your debt forever istg - I've been searching freaking high and low online and it's nowhere to be found for some reason)

I've known Chiaki's work for years now cause she was with Kajiura Yuki years ago in a project called See-Saw - she's the actual CHAD who sang some of the iconic .Hack// songs

Like this one, still a favorite of mine for like 15 years or so 💛 It also features a SICK guitar solo that I never ever shut up about. I also am wondering if Kajiura got the "Mission: Sick Solo" habit in her songs from Chiaki, or if they just have that in common

For some reason I decided to dig into her solo stuff and MAN I'm loving her full on crazy experimental sound and I'm realizing she really has this artsy aesthetics onstage that I was looking for as a reference for my idol OCs (drizzle/LAND)!

And speaking of which, another of her songs I've known for years as well is "Uninstall", from Bokurano. this song fucks severely as per usual. That intro💛

ALSO here Chiaki really went "I'm gonna be a bride-groom covered in blood onstage because I fucking can" - and I'm not even joking lol

The top isn't a dress, it's like a white blazer, like a groom's??? Showstopping, Galaxy brain fr. I should really take notes and go crazy like that for my idol OCs outfits as well~

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[hrokkall]

Saw a post the other day asking how P03 is able to see; my best guess is something like this.

I actually inspected P03′s 3D model for this which I don’t usually do (and then I proceeded to draw it off-model anyway. Whoops) but even outside of its hypothetical camera-vision, there’s a few other things of note:

P03 seems to have a lot of large vents (or at least things that look like some sort of ventilation/cooling). Two major ones on the chest, three on the top of the head (with potentially another on the side of its head), and one on the underside of its base (though that one might be for the hologram projection it uses to float). My best guess is that it’s because his factory is built right by the water where there would be a TON of moisture in the air. For that reason, some of them have got to be exhausts to make sure all of the air circulating in his torso is dry. That or he just overheats extremely easily I guess, but I’m leaning towards the humidity explanation (or it could be a combination of the two).

Its “eyes” are somewhere on the front of its face; whether it sees through a camera or just through the eyes on the screen via video game magic is up for debate, but it turns to face the player when they stand up so its vision probably isn’t on the sides of its head or something.

Similarly, P03 has some sort of sensitivity to touch (he reacts to Leshy’s hands gripping his monitor before Leshy says anything). I don’t think any “touch sensors” would be externally visible though.

Presumably (based on the ending to Act 3) P03′s head isn’t just a monitor, there’s vital systems in there as well (otherwise tearing its head off wouldn’t do anything to disrupt its upload/its ability to function). My best guess is that his power supply is in his chest so it would be the equivalent of just... unplugging your computer while it’s trying to preform updates.

The wire it uses to connect to the modules to update cards in Act 3 seems to come from either its neck or its torso, but in act 2 it’s very visibly on the side of the head. Granted the act 2 sprites are all pretty different from the Scrybes’ 3D models so that’s not an outlier.

The range of motion in P03′s arm seems pretty similar to a human arm; he has a ball-and-socket joint on the shoulder and a hinge joint on his elbow plus separate segments for the “wrist” and “hand”. The only thing it probably can’t do is twist its forearm.

I don’t have any idea what either of the cranks do. The head crank moves when it changes its expression so it might have something to do with its display, but the arm crank is only shown doing anything on the G0lly Uberbot hologram. My best guess is that P03 used to have a lot more built-in functions but ended up removing them in order to operate faster so a lot of the buttons and switches on it are just vestigial leftovers. (The idea of the arm crank being able to function as a hand-crank motor in a pinch is really funny though. Spin it a few times when P03 is out of power and you can generate just enough battery for it to tell you to fuck off then go back into sleep mode again).

I have no idea how the levitation works either. It’s cool and that’s why it works. No need to get more complicated than that.

[oh-katsuki]

original pinned!

hello :)) okay so i mentioned this a little bit ago, but i will be moving blogs in the coming days and will be shifting entirely onto the blog @woahjo. i've decided to go by the same pseud i currently use, (because i feel like i'm lying if i don't and i hate that LMFAO) though i considered going by a new one, and my ao3 will be staying the same. i also won't be reposting anything to the new blog just yet (maybe a few of my favorites eventually), but i'll be leaving this blog up! the new blog (ofc) is a writing blog and will function essentially the same way this one does. please come join me over there if you like. i'd feel very honored <3

i'm not sure how many people really care all that much about what i have to say about this, but i'll say a little bit anyway bc i feel a lot of responsibility and big feelings towards this blog.

tldr; i'm switching blogs. it's silly to get emotional but i love it here, i love you, please come say hello over on the new one if you'd like.

i've been feeling this way for a while, and while the recent discourse had an effect, it's mostly a result of my own feelings. i just think it may be time to get a bit of a fresh start. i've had this space for nearly three years now and the community that's been built on this blog is beyond what i ever could have imagined when i first started writing. i know i'm getting a little sappy, but frankly, im shocked people wanted to be here and follow my writing at all. (i never know what to say when people tell me they do) it really humbles me and i hope to continue writing for many many years to come.

i recently took a long look at the way i view fandom culture and space, as well as how it affects me, and i sort of came out on the other side realizing that it might be time for a change of scene. i love this space. i love this community. it's something that i am deeply proud of to a point that i feel very emotional over leaving (clearly lol). in fact, i'm incredibly nervous about posting this. there's a lot of anxiety in posting your art for people to see and it makes me feel vulnerable to type a post like this telling y'all just how much i appreciate you and the part you've all played in this lovely little spot. i'm very emotionally attached to this place.

but!!! i'm excited for the type of creative refresh effect a new blog might have, as well as the ability to get to chat with you guys a little more and make friends. things get lost on here (both because tumblr sucks and because my blog is so messy that it makes me physically nervous to think about) and im hoping to be able to keep my new blog clean and tidy so that everything is easier to find. i've been feeling writer's block for a while now and i feel like having "more space to roam" (for lack of a better phrase) might have a really nice effect.

anyway, all this to say that i love it here. for those of you that choose to follow me to my new blog, please come say hello. and of course the group of old mutuals who are no longer active, i love y'all. if you ever come back to tumblr when ur old and gray, come say hi since i'll probably be writing x reader anime fic still. lol

[palms-upturned]

Sorry for being late today coming online, a lot has happened and I am trying to think about the best way to organize this blog going forward. For now though I will try to get the list updated quickly and read through my messages/@'s

[boffeeceans]

Dom Billy/Sub Eddie - Pretty much just an exploration of my preferred Billy/Eddie dynamic.

Explicit smut + aftercare under the cut

Ao3 link

Billy doesn't get a lot of control in his life, who he's with, what he does, where he is, it all seems to be monitored constantly. So when Billy is with Eddie, loud, obnoxious, larger than life, doesn't take shit from nobody Eddie, Billy likes to just take it. Take control, grab him by the jaw and force him on his knees, see him looking up at Billy with those big, pleading eyes, begging like a dog.

Billy can give him what he wants, unbluckle his belt, unbutton his pants, let him feel Billy's cock at the back of his throat, taste his cum, watch as it comes out of his nose, hold him in place as Eddie claws at his hips and thighs, needing to come up for air.

Or he can shove Eddie back on his ass, make him wait for it while Billy flops down on his bed and lights a cigarette. There's nothing Eddie can do about it, it's Billy's choice.

He can jerk him off in front of the mirror, have him come all over Billy's hand. Eddie gets a second to catch his breath before Billy will start fingering him open, abuse his prostate, open him wide until Eddie starts shaking, a second orgasm rolling through his body, gasping Billys name. His hole will be slick and open enough for Billy to slide his cock in with little to no resistance.

By then, Billy will have to keep him upright, an arm wrapped around Eddie's waist, free hand on his throat. He makes Eddie look at himself, see how pathetic he looks, how needy, skin all red and tears in his eyes. "Just one more, Bambi, you got this."

Eddie's third orgasm is dry and silent, his throat moaned and groaned raw. Billy bites down on his neck or shoulder, not hard enough to break skin, but hard enough to make it hurt. He bends Eddie over the desk, let's him go limp as Billy chases his own orgasm.

Billy loves cuffing Eddie to the headboard and riding him painstakingly slow. Eddie will pull at cuffs, wanting to touch, begging for him to go faster. Maybe Billy will deprive him of what Eddie wants, keep rolling his hips at a leisurely pace, have Eddie come from minimal friction. Or maybe he'll obey, ride him fast, come first and deprive Eddie of an orgasm all together. Leave him panting and cuffed while Billy cleans himself up and goes to do something else.

When he comes back, he wraps his hand around Eddie's cock, strokes him until he's hard again, still slow. Eddie's back arches, words spilling from his mouth. "Please please please-" If Billy's feeling extra mean he'll leave again, smiling as Eddie curses at his back. Eddie will go soft again and Billy will come back and he'll leave until he's satisfied, only then will he let Eddie come all over himself.

Sometimes Billy will do what Eddie wants without compliant, hand over control. He'll get on all fours, back arched with Eddie behind him, fucking him fast and hard. Eddie burries is face in Billy's neck or between his shoulder blades, moth shooting off a mile a minute. Eddie knows what he's doing, he always leaves Billy shaking and sore in all the right places, needing a minute to get to himself. He loves it, but he won't let Eddie know that – Eddie probably already knows anyway.

Billy loves it, but it has consequences for Eddie. Billy deprives him of any touch below the waist for however long he sees fit, knowing Eddie won't touch himself, not if Billy won't let him. Eddie bothers Billy constantly, pushing his buttons, asking to be fucked. Billy will relent after a week, maybe two, maybe longer.

He gives no warning, strips Eddie in the middle of his bedroom and bends him over the edge of his bed. He gets on his knees behind Eddie, licks a wet stipe over his hole, spit in it, and plunge in a finger. He'll use nothing but spit as lube, prep Eddie just enough to not do any damage. His hand makes contact with Eddie's ass, making him yelp and leaving an angry red mark.

His cock slides in with a little resistance, slow at first, taking his time to go as far as he can, but the second thrust has Eddie crying out and gripping the sheets.

"Please, Billy, it hurts," he says through sobs, but Billy ignores him, there's only one word that will make him stop and Eddie hasn't said it. He likes this, he wants this, and Billy will fucking give it to him.

Billy's relentless, the sound of skin slapping against skin almost drowning out Eddie's cries. He takes a handful of Eddie's hair, calls him a slut, a whore, "Why are you crying, mh? You asked for this."

Eddie comes pathetically fast, tears streaming down his face, Billy makes sure to call him out for it as his thrusts slow.

Billy loves it all, having Eddie surrender in any way possible.

Most of all, Billy loves lying Eddie on his back, legs wrapped around Billy's waist. He'll gently nip at Eddie's neck, swallow his moans, let's the words of endearment into his lungs, his bloodstream, under his skin.

Eddie blindly grabs at nothing, eyes squeezed shut, back arching. "Gonna come," he says, voice thick.

Billy takes one of Eddie's hands in his, interlacing their fingers, coaxes Eddie to open his eyes, wanting to look at him when he comes, to hold him, to be held.

Thick fingers grip at Billy's hair, Eddie's eyes open, glassy, looking right at Billy, his mouth opens and he lets out a string of curse words before they dissipate into a moan. Eddie clenches around Billy and Billy's done for.

Without fail, no matter if Eddie is a drooling mess on the floor or is lying on the sheets, comfortable and blissed out, Billy leaves him, just for a bit, to go the bathroom and wets a towel with warm water or runs them a bath.

He wipes the towel over Eddie's stomach, between his legs, fights Eddie grabbing at his wrists, a weak attempt at pulling Billy closer. Only when he's done does Billy give in, lies next to Eddie and let's him return the favor, his shaking hands sliding the warm towl over Billy's sticky skin.

Or he scoops Eddie up, lifting him up off of whatever surface he's lying on, whether he can walk on his own or not, Eddie won't get on his feet either way. He puts him down in front of the tub and helps him, sitting behind him once Eddie's settled. Eddie rests his head on Billy's shoulders, wraps Billy's arms around his waist.

They stay until the water runs cold, taking their sweet time to wash the cum and sweat of their skin. After letting the water drain from the tub and take a quick shower to get the soap off of them.

Eddie doesn't let go of Billy, not while they dry and not when crawl under the covers.

Eddie looks at him, really looks, tired, half lidded eyes, a small smile gracing his lips. "I love you," he says in the quiet space between them.

He cups Eddie's cheek and kisses with a softness he thought he lost long ago, one that suddenly returned when meeting Eddie and subsequently falling in love with him. "I love you too."

He loves all him, every inch of his skin, his tears, his smiles, his moans. He loves his rambling, his arguing, his off key singing. All of it.

The second Eddie graduates they're out of here, just a few more months before Billy can take Eddie and the few of his belongings to California. He'll make him laugh, fuck him in every motel they stop at, or at side of road, down him in love until he fucking chokes on it.

Billy can choose to whisk Eddie away from this place that doesn't appreciate him enough, he can choose to love him and Billy will be damned before anyone stops him.

[13eyond13]

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[peach-pot]

hi

@fagdykefrank @rhinco @sofflepoffle @blorb0 @fitzkn @cappybaras @kaletalecowboy @frog3798 @polygondotcomvideoproducer @shin-to-buri @vang0bus @bigwiglesbrain @tingleshroom @raidenhaze @ropucha @gender-void-partially-stars @its-a-goof-em-up @archivistea @bennerazor @kazuhahas @jestergirlbosom @starswallowingsea @dykethevvitch @pdfbabe @probsnothawkeye @herua @ibetitdoes @basketofmooneggs @jonny-b-meowborn @snufkinniee @eggsinthewind

uhm. I don’t have any propaganda I just wanted to also make a post where I tag all the tart bracket participants. hi friends ^_^ excited to play this fun little game with y’all, how are you? I haven’t spoken to some of you ever hello nice to meet you <3 I’m hannah or han or darcy (I’m a man of many names). do any of y’all like jellycat stuffed animals.

[sportsthoughts]

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[torchiiko]

someone needs 2 start writing gumshoe x readers or im gonna starve 2 death !!!!!!!!! wheres the active aa x reader blogs. why isnt anyone requesting gumshoe. do i have to do everything myself here

[anch-vaviel]

I know that strawberries don't technically grow in the fall, but I'm making a little berry garden on Vaviel anyways dang it

[darkeneddawningmain]

I live! And I'm writing a fic

Hello, everyone! :) I've re-started the process of moving this blog over to a side blog (@darkeneddawning) when I have time. End goal is to have all my art and stuff from here over there, so my main blog (this one) can be used for everything. The side blog will be where I post new phandom art and stuff.

Hopefully the transfer isn't too confusing for everyone. If you want to follow me to see my phandom art and stuff, you might want to wait until my side blog is all caught up, or you'll be spammed with me reblogging all of my old art over there for the next while. I'll announce on this blog when it's done and wait at least a week so people have time to unfollow this blog if they don't want my reblogs of everything I like to clutter up their dashes.

But I'm too impatient to wait until I'm done with that before I start posting again, so here's a blurb from the DP x DC Circus Gothica crossover fic I'm writing! It's going to be a while before I can post it since I've got a lot going on and I'm a very slow writer so far, but I'm hoping posting about it will keep me motivated to continue working on it :)

It's not a very long blurb, but I'll put it under a read more anyway (along with a synopsis of the fic):

Fic synopsis:

Wait, but if I’m mind controlled, and you’re mind controlled, then who’s catching the evil ringmaster??

Jason wasn’t expecting to join the suspicious circus he was investigating on Dick’s behalf, but a day in found him planning a heist with his new posse of co-slaves. At least getting in on the action gave him the answers he was looking for, as well as some others to questions he’d forgotten he was still asking.

Or: A new circus rolls into Bludhaven, trailing a history of too many pilfered towns to be a coincidence. Dick asks Jason to look into it on account of Dick’s circus related trauma. Jason was expecting to find evidence, not a one-way ticket to minion town, or a mysterious boy who somehow calmed the insatiable waters of the pit. Who is this boy, and what can he teach Jason about himself?

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Though he felt compelled to come, he didn’t know what was wanted of him now that he was here.

“This area is off limits to guests. Can I help you?”

That reaper kid from the performance, head attached, was looking at Jason with a raised brow. The same Red color that was swirling around Jason’s brain occupied the kid’s irises. Now he was up close, Jason could see how the kid’s stage eyeliner was only a slight enhancement to the genuine dark circles under his eyes. With those in addition to the gaunt hollowness of his cheeks, the kid looked like he hadn’t slept in years.

Jason smiled. It wasn’t a natural smile, but the Red liked it. “I’m here to, uh… cross over to the dark side?” That was all the Red was giving him to work with.

Reaper kid squinted at him, then drew back in surprise. “Woah, I totally thought you were human. Is that a disguise?” he asked, walking up to Jason.

“Disguise?” Jason glanced down at his body like it would clue him in to what reaper kid was talking about. He looked plenty human to himself. “What else would I be?” Was this important to the Red’s mission? Red was starting to feel a little more impatient.

“Uh, you know,” the kid gave a dismissive hand wave, but clarified: “Dead?”

[leadendeath]

fellow adhd people (or people who get extremely excited about something for other ND reasons, i'm gonna let u in too for this one):

what do YOU call it when you're vibrating with enthusiasm/love for something/thinking rlly hard about stuff that makes u extreme happy and u gotta wiggle about it?

there is electricity inside ur body and u need to scream on the internet about it or smth or u will be overcharged battery explosion &fire ????? this u when:

i could call it ecstatic. that does not quite cover it. there is so much energy. too much for one word.

[heyyesimtrash-whatofit]

Hi so guess who got her art stolen! By someone who’s on here no less!