#seriouly

[ckducky]

FYI  @klezzer did an amazing voice over for what is probably my most popular comic. Here the link to their TikTok https://www.tiktok.com/@vallontina8

[violecov]

Hello guys, do any of u know How to do lineal programming modeling by any chance?

I ll... Draw ur fanfics if u help me

[sandradaffodils]

I just got compared to an AI...which is highest form of insult towards me😀...bro you can complain about my grammar or my spelling mistakes but never EVER compare my works to AI🤗

[duckdodger]

fly high leo braces

[demonstars]

and fuck twitch

[griddleharkbrainrot]

Everything I've learned about Interview with the Vampire is entirely against my will and extremely homosexual

[love-is-a-pearl]

Any headcanons regarding the unseen parents in Pokémon? Everybody only talks about Ash’s dad but I’m honestly more curious about Misty’s parents, Dawn’s dad, Serena’s dad, and Clemont’s mom

maybe is my own issues with my parents but I honestly don't care much about the missing parents of the anime 🤷

We can see the damage/impact they made in the kiddos despite their absence and hell, we see with Brock (and Mallow) that having those parents reappear doesn't change who they are. In fact, in Brock's case we even see how the parents return was actually BAD for his family.

That said I do have the HC that Dawn's dad was Rowan's assitant and died when she was too young to remember him.

Misty's and Ash's dads are actually mentioned in the Anime Novel! With Misty's dad said to have been the previous gym leader of Cerulean, who left because of money issues. And Ash's dad was just a failed trainer too embarassed to come back home. If those are canon, that's for you to decide, but I like that interpretation more than "Ash is Giovanni's son" or the such.

[violettaingotham]

How to stop teens and preteens from flirting with ?

I know this isn’t google but I’m DYING I can’t have the children make goo goo eyes at me it’s freaking me out man

[fantomette22]

Omg guys i am proud my next drawing/painting looks so wholesome 🥺 Tomorrow!!!

[david-posting]

[queen-scribbles]

something stupid

21. Dance (early act 3 WotR; Trinne/Lann)

Spirits were high--or flowing freely, depending on the kind you meant. Soldiers and civilians alike danced in the street, drinks in hand, or lounged around to watch the celebrations. Despite the clean-up than remained, liberating Drezen was worthy of celebration, so Trinne was more than happy to sit on the steps with a mug of cider to nurse and watch her people have fun. All of them knew the road ahead was still long, but they'd righted a wrong festering for seventy years. Let them enjoy one night.

"Those two are creative, huh?" Lann commented as he joined her, nodding toward a young couple who were indeed quite imaginative.

"I'm not gonna judge," Trinne laughed. "'Specially not someone who can make an Andoran waltz into something fun."

"Oh, so there's a real dance like that?" he said, leaning back to brace his elbows against the next step up.

"Only the broad framework." She sipped her cider and arched a brow at his empty hands. "No drink? Don't you wanna have fun?"

Lann chuckled. "I already polished off two. Thought it might be smart to take a break. So I don't say or do something stupid."

"That is smart. But not everything has alcohol in it, y'know." She swirled the remnant of her drink for emphasis, then took another sip.

"Teetotaling, Commander?" he teased.

"More like very aware how low my threshold for drunk is," she snarked. "In the interest of not doin' something stupid."

"Smart as well as brave-" Lann clamped his mouth shut on the rest of the sentence.

"You gonna finish that thought, Lann?" Trinne smirked over the rim of her mug before throwing back the last of its contents.

"Don't think so," he said, suddenly very interested in studying the cobblestone between his feet. "It would fall under 'something stupid' and I'd like to avoid putting my foot in my mouth around you."

She bit back a smile, rubbing her thumb absently over the rough clay of her mug, then set it down and pushed to her feet. "Dance with me?"

Lann's head snapped up and he looked askance at the hand she held out toward him. "What?"

"Dance with me," Trinne repeated. She wiggled her fingers and gave her most persuasive grin. "C'mon, it'll be fun."

Shelyn help her, he was kinda adorable when he blushed like that. "You sure there wasn't anything in that cider, Commander?"

"I'm not drunk, I wanna dance with you." She wiggled her fingers more insistently.

"Hmm, only problem," the blush was still there, but he had a teasing glint in his eyes, "I don't know any of your fancy uplander dances."

"Ah, well, then..." Trinne snickered, playing along even as she grabbed his hand and started tugging him to his feet. "We have a few options. I can teach you, you show me a neather dance, or we make it up as we go." A wink. "Or mix up all three."

Lann let her drag him up. "And what makes you think we have dances?"

He hadn't let go of her hand, which was probably responsible for the giddy headrush, "Two reasons," she grinned starting toward the nearest bonfire with him in tow, "you said you don't know uplander dances, and every culture I've ever seen has dancing."

He chuckled, eyeing the other dancing pairs. "You caught me there."

I wish. "So I can have a dance?" she asked playfully.

Lann heaved an exaggerated sigh, grip on her hand turning more deliberate. "I'm just tipsy enough to think this is a good idea, so sure. Long as you won't be embarrassed by me tripping over my own feet."

Trinne's face hurt, she was grinning so wide as she pulled him into the flow of the dance. "Never."

She wasn't sure exactly how long they went, rush of celebration carrying them along, but it was definitely more than one dance by the time they collapsed, laughing, back on the steps for a break.

[tomomiisasleep]

I had this weird dream a few seconds ago, about reading a piece of fancy fanfiction.

Ianthe and Gideon and Harrow are going someplace to hangout together, and judging from the way they have to go bus-to-bus near the end of the trip, they may be going to the zoo.

pov switches from Gideon to Harrow to Ianthe each time they get off one bus and get on another. the three of them are painfully pining for each other but no one has outright said anything yet. They're all silently reliving memories of each other.

When it was Ianthe's turn, she thought about the first time an interaction with Harrow left a deep impression on her. They were very young and in the same class. They just finished a lesson on a short piece of required reading about a girl and an apple. It was poetic as hell, and describes something about the apple putrefying maybe?

Ianthe was struck by the piece and developed an understanding of it, and she found out at discussion time that Harrow seemed to be greatly interested in the story too. However, they had opposite views on something they both believe to be very important regarding both the nature of the story and how one perceives it.

they disagreed on something like, whether the girl loves the apple or not, or whether the apple loves the girl or not. And they got into a heated argument about it. And Ianthe got so worked up that she felt her period start, which made her distressed and kinda nervous because she's in the middle of an important debate with this pretty little classmate that hasn't really talked to her before, and it may be one of her first periods, and she got hard. Then, she remembers Harrow noticing and recoiling slightly at it.

That was kinda shocking so I woke up immediately. I mean not the fact that she probably has both sets of genitals, but the intensity of Feels in that memory.

(prior to that, the Harrow pov memory mainly about Gideon was kinda shocking too, I remember drinking from the wrong water bottle while reading it in dream because it was too juicy. but I forgot what it was about.)

I guess I can now safely diagnose myself with Read Too Much TLT Fanfiction. I've been doing that nonestop since last week. Before this dream was one about Harrow and Ianthe competing in a bullet hell pvp game and people discussing their rivalry online. so.

[salmon-sushi-monster]

see one thing that made me really uncomfortable with Good Omens season 2, as someone on the aro/ace spectrum, is its message that Crowley and Aziraphale were never truly in love until they share a kiss and a declaration of conventional romantic love - you know, with sex and physical affection and the like. It's like saying the 6000 years they spent together mount to nothing and only serve as the stepping stone they need toward reaching a proper romance. It's like the show's asking the audience - how could they be in love without kissing each other? To me and many others like me, at least, their relationship before season 2 (particularly their relationship in the book) IS the most romantic status possible. They enjoy each other's presence, they understand each other, they are independent individuals with their own lives who value their companionship, they trust and communicate well with one another, their relationship is not romance or sex driven. Throughout the 6000 years they slowly developed this mode of love. I don't need them to kiss - I don't need to kiss - to be in love with someone and our relationship without that romance, physical affection, and conventional love declaration is just as valid as an allosexual one.

[therealsaintscully]

Many people don't know this, but Michael Lindsay-Hogg is still trapped inside Abbey Road Studios, hiding microphones in the walls, hoping they'll catch Paul and John doing the nasty.

[shobiolovechild]

hey you 🫵 yes, you. this is your sign to drop here your favorite best-written mha fanfic that you are gatekeeping in your heart (please, i'm desperate)

[zzencat]

Gooooooood morning or evening or night fellow henchmen 👊👊👊

I’ve been hoarded w life n school lately and will be today as well, so if you’ve messaged me, thanks a ton your patience!!! I’ll def get to them at some point or maybe even tmr 😤🙏