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demonicbasterd · 7 months ago
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You know what, screw it
Pomni is a non-binary bisexual demiromantic (and autistic)
Ragatha is a lesbian
Jax is an aroace transmasc
These are my headcanons :P
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just-a-sewer-goblin · 7 months ago
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Part 3 of butcher!Simon I've got two lovely anons in my inbox and seeing people liking butcher!Simon really made me want to put more of my thoughts about him into words. Thank you two! I hope this doesn't suck too bad. < Part 2 | COD Masterlist | Part 4 >
It’s Friday. That fact is the only thing that keeps Simon from turning himself into minced meat. Friday means you’ll come and get your ugly mutt meat. That means he’ll get to see you and hear your pretty voice and if he’s really lucky and plays his cards right, maybe he can make you laugh again.
So when some Karen complains that his meat went bad after she left it on the porch for a week (Jesus what did he do to deserve customers like that) he swiftly throws her out of the shop and tells her to get her meat elsewhere if the quality isn’t satisfying, instead of getting into an actual fight (Would you be proud of him for that? Call him a good boy?).
He doesn’t want to be occupied with some silly argument when you come in. You deserve his full attention.
When he sees you through the window he feels like a wife that has been waiting for years to see her husband come back from war (hah, the irony of that thought), and immediately straightens up brushing his apron down and adjusting the mask.
This time you only hesitate a second before you open the door and step in with your dog. Simon grins a bit behind his mask. He’s so proud of you for doing what makes you more comfortable that he almost murmurs “good little lovie” under his breath but he manages to bite it back. Thanking god for the self-control to hold that in because that would have weirded you out for sure.
You smile brightly at him and he wants to steal you away and chain you up in his home so no one else but him gets to see that.
When did he turn into such a fucking creep? He shakes his head to rid himself of those thoughts. Seeing you smile like that makes tension he didn’t even know he had bleed out of his shoulders.
“Hi, Simon.”
He almost shudders, hearing his name being said by you again. And instead of greeting you back, like a normal fucking human, he is so flustered by your smile that he only manages a vague grunt as hello.
He’s reverted back to cavemen days, it seems. He’s already made a fool of himself and you’ve been in the shop for barely a few seconds.
You step up to the counter, looking at the meat while your dog eyes Simon. At least he doesn’t seem to hate him which he counts as a big achievement.
Simon nearly groans again when he sees the adorable way you purse your lips and furrow your eyebrows in concentration. Yeah, Fridays and Tuesdays are his favorite days of the week for sure.
He watches you pick out your meat and carefully bags it for you, making sure that you have the best pieces.
“Not the usual?”, he questions and watches you nearly jump from suddenly hearing his voice.
Why is he so bad when it comes to making you feel at ease? You shake your head.
“Want to give my boy options so I know which ones are his favorites.”, you explain and pet your dogs back who promptly begins to wag his tail.
Damn, Simon would wag his tail for you too if you deigned him worthy of getting to feel your hands.  He could swear your dog is grinning at him victoriously when you stop petting him to pay and get the meat from Simon’s hold.
The mutt gets all nosy with the bag and slyly tries to take it from you. You turn your full attention to the dog.
“Down, boy.”, your voice is stern and immediately the dog settles, looking up at you with big innocent eyes. “That's my good little pup.”
Simon grabs onto the counter, blood rushing to his face and other places. God he really wishes he was born a dog.
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hattiestgal · 9 months ago
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Date Night
When the sun sets on Little Pocket, the creatures of the night (Riley and Violette) go on the prowl (dinner date)…
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miilkybnn · 1 year ago
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May I hold hands, or be held in their hands, with/by Roach and/or Ghost
👉👈
I just wanna be friends with them 🥹
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ofc you can, they always have time for you
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jekyllnahyena · 2 years ago
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Crosshair, I know ur like 17 to me, but believe me when I say, u will be broken in half if u pull any of ur usual shit near Ghost (who has a funky way of showing he cares-)
look, sw Ghost is so done with everything. his fuse is super short because of all the bullshit he has to deal with. and as a man that does not care for 95 percent of the people he meets, he has a soft spot for his troops, even more so as he’s now the one in charge (sadly, no price being the captain to his lieutenant, all on his shoulders now).
so, if you ever think of fuckin with his men, you are in for it. normally, he’d just stare at people, it tends to be enough. but as Commander, he has to take a more firm stance. so now he’ll actively threaten people from time to time and everybody knows he means that shit. 
just, don’t fuck with the Ghost Commando. he’s been doing this for over a decade now, he knows his stuff.
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the-raindeer-king · 2 months ago
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Also have you seen the 'Alone' Ghost skin? Can we talk about the 'Alone' Ghost Skin? I'm loosing my mind at the 'Alone' Ghost Skin
~Sincerely,
A monster & Ghost lover who is having an aneurysm over those two combining
Have I seen it? I can't escape it lmao It's all over my tiktok and twitter feed. TBH, it took a second to grow on me. I was a little horrified when I saw the trailer. But 3 heads means 3 times the amount of kisses, and I can get behind that.
Like imagine you're his partner, and you don't know what happened, or where anyone else has gone. But at the end of the day, Simon's still your partner, and you can't just leave him behind. Not like you could anyway. He's insistent on following you around, protecting you from whatever other monsters now lurk in the shadows. Even if he's physically different, and mentally scarred worse than before, he still remembers who you are at the very least.
It takes some time for you to warm up to whatever he is now. Because, let's be honest with ourselves, it'd be a little scary to see that in person. Besides, it's kind of cute the way all three of his heads visibly perk up whenever you kiss his cheeks. And you have to give all three a kiss. Otherwise, he's going to follow you around, looking like a kicked puppy.
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halfadoginatank · 10 months ago
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RE:BOOTING, Awakening.
Part one-> Here.
Have fun!
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There are three things John believes in. The divine, The machine, and The flesh.
His own body has been over, under, twisted around this conglomerate of parts for months. People have called, texted, mailed him for Christ's sake. But there's nothing more important than feeling unforgiving metal bend under his human hands.
Ghost is a machine so broken and tragic, John cries when he's alone with it.
he forgets there's a human inside of there, forgets though always passively aware of the chip in the machine's name where he works around it. When he's welding metal together, wiring it, staring into its chassis with adoration and wonder, he neglects the fact there is a human ‘soul’ in there, waiting to wake up.
John's never been dead, he doesn't know what the real man inside the metal feels.
But he longs, he wants to shove more than his hands inside this robot. This Replicant, he wants to become one with it, in a body he's created himself. In his hazy mind he believes there's god inside this machine, because there is some god in everything and in him, and he is inside this machine, bits of himself- his handiwork, his blood, his sweat, the tears from drunk nights sobbing over a machine while he tells it things he could never admit to himself.
It takes his time, his sleep, his awareness away from the world. There's a bottle of medication right by his night stand and everyday he avoids it, he's so focused now. There's never been anything else like this, like peeling the synthetic skin away from metal and improving what couldn't fix itself. John doesn't want to lose any attention he has on this machine.
Days and nights pass, he prolongs the inevitable, making tiny worthless upgrades, small details, painting back some of Simon Rileys tattoos onto the cold dark grey metal, they barely show up unless in the right lighting but who cares? Anything but turning it back on, anything but having the man inside look upon John and see what he's done, to see him, see inside John's head and every thought he's had while inside him.
John hopes robotic bodies don't hold memories, he hopes when a Replicant's body is turned off that they can't see anything, can't hear anything, he hopes Simon is sleeping well in whatever realm of data his soul is in now. He doesn't want to be seen, he just wants to work. Free to love and care for things that feel nothing at all.
When he turns this machine on it will cease to be just that, it'll be a person. A person who will look down at themselves, call it good, and never see him again.
He'll be letting go of the best thing he's ever made, he'll be letting go Ghost.
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Time catches up anyway. He sends the email and they respond in kind. A week from now John Price, Kyle Garrick, and Kate Laswell will arrive at his office, So it's time. John will turn the ‘key’ and Simon will wake up.
When he does, for a brief moment he considers a gift from god- there is silence. Those brown eyes blink open, the synthetic skin on his face and neck pull when he turns his head, scrunches when he sniffs the air. John has never felt so… unsure of what he's done.
“Where am I?” Simon's head pulls up, he rattles against the metal table, john looks down in shame and purses his lips- unable to really make anything of his own doing.
“Where the hell am I?!?” Simon rattles again, John looks away from the restraints on him in guilt.
Simon continues his questioning, his flailing, John can only hope it'll end soon so he can get a word in- maybe explain. But in truth, how could he explain being reborn into a machine?
The sounds grow closer and John makes nothing of it until a towering figure blocks every inch of his vision.
Of course, he would make Ghost inhumanly strong, and of course he would fail to make proper restraints.
“Who are you, what orders were you given?”
Simon's face looked down at him, that face he had painfully put onto a plate he 3D printed just so he could keep it as accurate to what few pictures he was given. Scars and everything, even those tiny freckles he hand painted on- exactly where they should be.
Orders, right, orders are much easier to explain.
“You're aware of what a replicant is, yea?”
God let him keep his eyes anywhere but on the man in front of him.
“Captain Price, your superior; found you dying in Texas of all places- put you in a very old Replicant soldier body that was beat up and declared a spare.”
John thanked whatever gods out there that Simon had taken steps back to sit on the table, the table with broken leather straps- Christ above.
“He came to me to fix you up the best I could, so I did. Fix you, I mean.”
He felt… tired, John didn't bother explaining even more. couldn't really think beyond the sudden wave of exhaustion. Instead he sat down at his closest chair and bemoaned some of the papers and parts Simon had stepped on.
There's a giant silent expanse between them, John yearns for cold metal with no gaze to freeze him solid.
“When am I on active duty.”
John bites his tongue, goes for a cup of coffee on his desk he knows is cold.
“Price is coming around with the rest of the squad in three days, presumably he'll move you and you'll be in their care.” He can't keep the bitterness out of his voice.
Simon is prone to one word responses and direct questions, John shouldn't blame him for it. He doesn't, not really, he blames himself most of all. For getting involved with a Replicant, for spending what little sleep he got at its bedside, for whispering his secrets into a hollow skull.
“And you?”
Oh, John doesn't know. What does anyone do when losing a part of themselves?
“I'll move on to other projects- military always has issues with something, once someone gets word about who patched you up, i'll get more orders. I do good for myself.”
He wants to brag, he wants to brag and act like Ghost isn't the best thing he's worked on in his life.
“Right.”
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In the end those three days are spent in silence. Simon only needs to recharge really, so John goes back to sleep in his bed. The world has never felt colder.
He's not listening to their reunion, not really. Price is happy to see Simon again and Garrick makes his introduction- he's charming and John finds he likes the people in this squad, it's certainly better then some.
Laswell is who he spends most of the time with, there's papers and documents of all kinds. John wants to poke fun at them using ancient methods like a paper contract but he's still so tired.
In truth, the only thing that really catches his attention is when Price turns to him and asks him, John Mactavish, to join the one-four-one.
It's been years since he'd been on a military base, he shriveled at the thought of shitty “laboratories” and rec rooms full of people that became uninterested in him once he spoke about what he was truly passionate about.
He lays down his clauses, he'll work here, loath to change his environment.
There's a secret glee inside of him though. Proper gym equipment, maybe the opportunity to work on more specialized robotics then just his usual contract allows. When he says yes, Kate slides his contract from under the one he just signed.
Quietly it feels like fate.
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👍I take my leave.
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piraticaltwit · 10 months ago
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d.i chandler + Judy's pregnant ! / 3.02 ↳ i don't know how i'm going to cope with a baby again at my age. and a girl too. what do i know about girls? the only girl i know is him.
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shrikeicee · 2 years ago
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me n @ex-bee​ made a cowboy au im in love with them
imagine u live in wherever, texas n ur sheriff goes missing for a few weeks n he comes back n ur like yo !!! where u been !!!!!!! n then u see The Most Wanted Outlaw In The Entire Southern USA standing behind him and hes like hi! just stopping by to show my boyfriend around!! like what do you even do then . what CAN you do ghost face in more detail + his scars under the cut
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newportangels · 2 years ago
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toomanywordsnllines · 2 years ago
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You know I once went to a family gathering (mostly consisting of cousins aunt's and uncles all blood related to my mother's side only) and there were like... around a 100 people there  (no I am not kidding.)
So projecting as I like to do.
That's Soap with his family, like when he says he has a big fam HE MEANS BIG.
He’s talking about a 100+ amount of people just on his mother’s side.
The first time he takes Ghost to one of these gatherings Soap’s like 'oh so that's aunt Hannah and her seven kids-'
Ghost is nodding along... Baffled to say the least, also extremely confused on how there can be so many people in just on family
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demonicbasterd · 27 days ago
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Neopronouns and Xenogenders are cool and valid
People who say otherwise are boring assholes
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rileykitty · 8 months ago
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I can send asks! I've honestly been avoiding tumblr lately but boop day has made me remember why my younger self used to love tumblr.
But anyways what are your current fandom interests?
I think all of us are craving more interaction with each other when it comes to social media. It's so easy to get caught up in endlessly scrolling without interacting, but I try to make a conscious effort to break out of that and comment more. :'3 Makes me feel better even if I never get a reply, you know?
Scum Villain is my main fandom right now! The characters are just soooo much fun, I'm kind of insane about them. Cannot emphasize enough how much I love these weird little guys. I ADORE the fandom itself, as well. It's the most welcoming and enjoyable fandom I've been a part of in a long time tbh!!! <3 I like mxtx's other works too, but the fandom was a big part of svsss becoming the one I focused on the most.
Soulsborne is also something I'm absolutely in LOVE with--specifically Bloodborne and Elden Ring since those are the ones I've played but I wanna get into Dark Souls so bad when I have the chance. I'm obsessed with the monster designs and the lore, and Bloodborne instantly became my top fave game of all time the moment I finished it a few years ago. It's a truly incredible masterpiece.
Dungeon Meshi is the most recent thing I've gotten into. I finally had the chance to read the manga and finished it literally like two days ago! Still getting caught up on the anime. Really, really good read and I'm so glad it was just as weird as I was hoping it would be hahaha
Pokemon is still near and dear to my heart as well, but I've been taking a bit of a break from it since I'm a little burned out and wasn't really interested in playing ScarVi. Legends Arceus was easily my favorite pkmn game since Gen 5, though!
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hattiestgal · 8 months ago
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SHAKES YOU how do you draw taurs. i need help i genuinley cant wrap my head around the anatomy of it. optionally i need help with fat taurs but any kind of taur is okay
Ooh, I love these sorta questions!!!
So there are two main things folks usually struggle with when it comes to drawing taurs as a whole. 1, they struggle with quadrupedal anatomy and 2. connecting the humanoid upper body to the quadrupedal lower body. Obviously there's no shame in either of these things, drawing four legged animals, especially if you're more used to the anatomical structure of something more humanoid is quite tough! And finding the sweet spot where humanoid and quadruped meet to make a taur is a bit of a struggle for folks who're still figuring it out.
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So! The first thing you wanna do really is just familiarize yourself with quadrupedal anatomy. Look at the skeleton of the creature you're trying to taur and see how things like their limbs bend differently or how they're just differently naturally posed as compared to someone who walks upright.
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This is a very simplified skeleton of a cat, but you can pretty immediately see how differently everything bends. And I'm not saying it's something you have to perfectly master to know how to draw a taur (especially when you get to drawing fat taurs), but i highly recommend becoming familiar with how a quadrupedal body is structured, the silhouette of most animals is quite misleading! And absolutely use reference!
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Heck, our first go at drawing taur Riley was super heavily referenced (I'll even share the ref image if anyone is interested!), and this still came out real jank. Practice makes perfect!
As for connecting the upper body to the lower body, this is a little more subjective and up to you, but I'll lay out some general guidelines.
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Generally speaking, you wanna put the humanoid torso where the base of the neck is, the front of the torso kinda merging with the rest of the taur body just after the tummy, basically just before the crotch starts.
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As for the back, you're gonna want to shoot for just shy of where the butt starts, waist having curved back outwards. It gets a little awkward if you go higher or lower than that. And obviously, you wanna make sure the torso is firmly planted in the center of where the neck should be, ehehe.
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That's pretty much the basics though! As always, i recommend looking at how your favorite taur artists draw the creatures and studying off of that! Familiarize yourself with quadrupedal anatomy, and use reference!! You will absolutely get it down with time. I will absolutely cover fat taurs if there's interest in it, and ofc, lemme know if there's anything I missed or need to go over! I hope this helps!
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rileylastname · 1 year ago
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looking at pictures of buff ladies and losing all higher order thinking
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tariah23 · 1 year ago
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Why did this random white person comment on my post talking how problematic and evil the boondocks is for black people to watch just because I mentioned it in the tags of a random old personal post-
#weird#I went to their acc and they made a whole call out post about the boondocks I’m like man huh?#the post wasn’t even talking about the show i literally just mentioned it while talking about something else much more serious and it was#from years ago idk how they happened upon it 🚶🏾‍♀️#rambling#white/nbs never learn to stay in their lane whenever they talk about black shit it’s crazy to me#the show and comics have never been perfect but I’m sure that most of us are aware of that#it’s just a form of social commentary and that in itself is never a bad thing just as long as you can take what’s important from it etc etc#they were going on and on about how Riley is a bad person like bro he’s literally an easily influenced 8 year old they were talking about#his character as if he was a grown man#its always uncomfortable seeing whites and nbs heavily criticize things that were never made for them to begin with#because in gen#they don’t understand or ever try to get us ever and we’re always at a crossroads tbh#there’s never an in between or middle ground or bridge being built between black folks and nbs it’s always us and then them both in rl and#in media/ the art that black people create to tell our stories and various perspectives of live etc etc#I’m going on and on about nothing rly but anyway stop being weird about stuff that was never made with you in mind to begin with you really#don’t have the context for majority of the shit that you’re even talking about most of the time
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