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catching up on burrow's end and this shit is crazy
#just started the first stoats ep#im in my last two semesters of college and i have to write a thesis paper and do a thesis show so i am very busy#i think the only thing ill be able to keep up with us fhjy and thats no guarantee#if i do itll be by sheer force of autism alone#burrow's end#dimension 20#almos tagged this 'fimension 30' which is a wild d20 knockoff#aabria iyengar
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Felt like the most character-accurate response out of all my options TBH.
#He's very ''no thoughts head empty'' coded to me#he is incited out of love but from there runs on sheer instincts#like a protective bug#a honey bee of sorts#piano plays paper mario 64
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as long as you’re happy ig
#tomorrow x together#txt#hueningkai#soobin#yeonjun#kpopccc#kpopco#malegroupsnet#ultkpopnetwork#mine#m: gif#its 2am and im grading papers but i....... had to.... gif HIM#bc this is unhinged#and i know there are people who eat the shell#but not out of sheer laziness my king what in the world#also i was gonna use user tags#but like idk how many of u are comfy with eating hehe <3
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dolly
#my art#kuron vld#clone shiro#vld#i loveeeeee dolly the sheep. The Animal<3#recently i read a couple of essays/papers on clone portrayal in media for fun and man i just love how malleable this trope is!!!#the sheer variety of clone stories out there is sooo cool..... so many epic ideas and metaphors..........#the topic of dolly n her impact on media/popculture and science appeared very often n it made me have Thoughts#sooooo i drew kuron fanart about it. beacuse of course i did#also im readin a book called Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro rn n its p cool. n uhhhhh kinda a spoiler- its abt clones#i like it. who wouldve guessed!
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GUESS WHAT.
CAPTIVE
#I MADE THIS.#WITH MY BARE FUMKEN HANDS#AND SHEER WILLPOWER#(has never dealt with sculpting and painting on something that isn't paper/canvas)#LOOK AT HIM#severus snape#professor snape#custom nendoroid#first attempt lmao
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I’ve got a whole stack of rough drafts for this series that’s ‘Descendants-meets-designer-fashion’ aka ‘Evie puts on a fashion show & uses everyone as models’ that have been just waiting for a final draft forever; here is the first: Uma
The centerpiece is the loose-fit cropped fringe leather jacket in a deep teal color. The whole outfit is loosely inspired by the looks I saw in my sister’s Teen Vogue magazines when I was a kid, which always seemed to play with lots of layering & different textures similar to VK fashion
#also i may not color in skintone/faces on the rest of these#bc it’s kind of like a distraction from the clothing details in design drawings#but I knew the sheer lace panel in the top would stand out a lot better against Uma’s skin than blank paper#descendants#disney descendants#clothing design#uma descendants#traditional art#colored pencil#potentially-art
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When I find it hard to do certain things, I like to pretend I am a neanderthal living in a cave with my clan, and I must do The Thing in order to survive.
So, when I'm doing cardio at the gym, I'm actually chasing and tracking a mammoth, and when I need to cook, well, I'm not cooking on a stove top, I am hurdled over the first fire and watching the fat of our kill drip down onto the burning wood. And when I find it hard to crochet, I pretend that the first winter storm is coming and our clan needs me to make blankets to hurdle under and that I must contribute.
I hope whatever you do to do The Things will help. It is a uniquely personable trait to motivate yourself through pretend and stories. That's what makes this life interesting - that's what makes you feel larger than yourself 💛
#mental health#positivity#it helps that i absolutely adore learning things about ancient people too - it's endlessly fascinating#unironically if somebody has textbook/video recommendations about neanderthals/ancient civilization let me know i will froth at the mouth#i like talking about this because it gives other people ideas about how they can motivate themselves#and personally the feeling of being ancient or a part of something old makes me feel that#in addition to the There Are 8 Billion People principle i work on the There Have Been ~117 Billion People Here principle#i find it comforting to think that i don't stand out significantly in a good or bad way because of the sheer NUMBER of people who have live#the human brain is bad at computing those numbers but... just... that's an insurmountable number#there truly are very VERY few experiences truly unique and that's not a bad thing#that just means that you aren't forgotten nor are you alone in anything#i was watching a video about somebody making flax into thread using a paper that was published about ancient textiles#and holy shit i wanted to bite somebody because i was so interested in it and it's just so humanizing to both us but also ancient people#those people probably used very very similar techniques that the video maker did - at first she used a rock to get the fibers#and then she remarked that saliva helped to get to the fiber of the flax and i wonder how many ancient people also did that
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as i was finishing chapter one of my liushen fic (From Rivals to... Not Rivals??), i was like "hmm why don't i draw sqq(j)" so like. i did. with a new artstyle bc i sure loveee not being consistent (help me)
bonus sqq class doodle as the last pic
full under the cut
ngl sqq's expressions were amazing until he started showing emotions that aren't negative LMAO (reposting helps ^^)
#shen jiu#og sqq#original shen qingqiu#svsss#sqq(j) looks weird showing other emotions#that arent like negative#but thats only cause of his amnesia that hes a little more free#think of shen yuan but like not#his hairstyle may not stick for long guys#big sad#i love shen jiu#btw just had to throw that out there#ignore that the paper is folded i was on a mission#and forgot that folding paper leaves scars on it that get me on my knees in sheer pain#idk man#~aideski post#traditional art#~aideski art
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me @ me you don't need another 5x5 ikea kallax shelf. you already have two. just because you see two more for free on facebook doesn't mean you have to get them. listen to me. you don't need another 5x5 ikea kallax shelf
#uhhhh me#but the other side of me is going 'but don't you want to optimize your craft storage.'#'are you gonna keep everything in that rickety wire shelf and old dresser forever'#my fabric stash is kept in paper bags and they already hulked through one bag by sheer volume#i need to save all my furniture collecting for whenever i finally get a workspace separate from my bedroom
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If I were to drink a capful of mouthwash every time Daisuke Mouthwashing was deprived of pigment (which isn’t even very much in the first place), I’d be in the hospital for ethanol poisoning a week ago.
#purposefully leaving tags out because I feel like it’s already been talked about a lot in the Mouthwashing tag#but god trying to find reference images of his model via google just flash anger me with sheer ivory paper parading as Daisuke#That ain’t Daisuke that’s Daniel- that’s David- that’s Dyskaye#whitewashing#might delete this later but also might not#He’s as tan as the average Californian but somehow people make him pale as shit#I don’t know how you fuck up that bad
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oh my days it's coming back guys help me i cant escape from this man holy shet i i i i im gonna
#someone put me in a straitjacket i'm tweaking so hard rn#ohh my goodness onhn#hrhrhgugurhghgffrhr i cant i cant#mmmmmmmmmeeeeowwwwwwwwwww#bbaaarrrrrkkkk??#im scared#i dont know how to express the sheer amount of freaky im going through so i'll do tags#fundamental paper education#kaaatie#fpe#fpe miller#holy cow
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hehe i giffed gaon getting pinned to the desk
#i made like 10 gifs after like 4 months of not giffing tdj by the sheer power of procrastination lol#got a paper to present tmrw#wish me luck#rn we look at gaons flustered angry self#the devil judge#its in the drafts lol
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Sometimes I will see a piece of art captioned something like "just some little doodles" or something and it's some of the most beautiful art I've ever seen
#like. my point here is really just that y'all are so much more talented than you give yourself credit for#you come up with the most incredible creative inspired things!!#and there are so many different mediums you use!!#and it's all so unique and different and always beautiful!!#and i'm never not impressed by your ability to put things onto paper in that way#like if i tried that it would just be scribbles#and i know it's because you've practiced for years and years and i haven't BUT THAT'S ALSO MY POINT#you guys!! are so dedicated!! and skilled!!#you put so much energy and love into what you do!!#and it shows!!#so if you're an artist and you're reading this#get appreciated#phew okay rant over#i was just having some emotions about the sheer talent of the tumblr girlies#y'all are so amazing
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i'm too far in to drop out i'm too far in to drop out i'm too far in to drop out i'm too far in to drop oit I'm too garnin tondroo out IM TOO FSRNIN TONDROO OUT IMMMROTOJFARRRINNTTORPRPOOUTTT ISNNEDMAKAJAJAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGUUHHHUHGGHHHHUUUUHHHHH
#having a wonderful time don't mind me 🥰#i should've never applied to university#you ever just cry at your laptop in sheer frustration#i am currently battling a research paper older than myself i have seldom felt so fucking stupid oh my god#i hate linguistics
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How the Shichibukai Meeting went to Hell
(Ao3 Link)
Admiral Sengoku was a man of few words. That’s why there was only one thing he cared to say before bringing himself to open the door of the meeting room. These words are: «I deserve a raise for this shit».
Sengoku the Buddha, indeed.
Overseeing the Warlords' meetings everytime the Navy HQ had the brilliant idea of summoning them should be considered a strenuous job and as such deserving of the aforementioned raise.
It could only be compared to babysitting a bunch of overpowered hellspawn brats and being kicked in the balls at the same time. And that's only after lowering one's dignity to the point of considering the attendance of two mercenaries out of seven a success.
Sengoku took a long calming breath, staring at the door like it personally offended him: he could already hear screams and clear signs of property damage from the other side of it.
That wasn't the future he had envisioned when he was a cadet dreaming of becoming an Admiral.
Not at all.
Trying not to lose his proverbial composure, he entered the meeting room. Tsuru's understanding gaze gave him courage and hope. He valued her trustworthiness and strategic mindset, but the real reason behind his newfound hope was that she was the only one in the present company who could and would tame a hellion like Doflamingo if the need arose (and it often did). Scratch that, she and Hawkeyes, but the day he'll bother to show up at one of these MANDATORY meetings will be the day Sengoku's finally going to retire for good.
Unfortunately, today won't be that day because there were only three Warlords in the room: Sir Crocodile, the pirate empress Boa Hancock and that demon Doflamingo (damn him, why couldn't some celestial goat ever fall on his head from the clouds before one of these stupid meetings?).
They seemed to be this close to turn from screaming to devil-fruit-beating each other, unaware (or just uncaring) of the pletora of terrified and/or amused gazes on them. Tsuru's mischievous look belonging to the latter.
She even betted on the winner of that childish squabble. That traitor.
Sengoku sighed for the umpteenth time and cursed the day he let himself be persuaded to allow Doflamingo to sit next to Crocodile. It was a terrible idea and it needed an immediate rectification even if the thought made him feel like he had suddenly become a school teacher in the need of separating two misbehaving students.
The difference, he was reminded by a very high-pitched string of curses, was that these imbeciles were Warlords. Shame of society and overpowered brats, yes, but unfortunately still the best pirate assets the Marines have.
How the Mighty have fallen.
Today's topic of disagreement between the three was, apparently, a variation of the classic "who's really in charge of the Shichibukai between us" argument.
«I'm in charge here, of course! Number one - Crocodile actually lifted a finger to demonstrate his point - I'm the oldest and number two, I'm a Sir while you two are just overconfident brats» Crocodile levelled both of them with a judgemental stare, taking another exhale from his cigar. There was only one member of this group of nutjobs he was surrounded by that he respected. And that man wasn’t here and probably never would be if he had his way.
«Sir? -Boa snorted - I'm the Pirate Empress! And I'm undoubtedly the most beautiful one!»
«Fufufu! Your petty titles are so lame! It's adorable how proud both of you seem to be of them!» their claims were ridiculous. He was a Celestial Dragon for fuck's sake! Practically a God, with blue blood and all, compared to them.
The oversized flamingo stared at Boa behind his sunglasses and grinned.
«Besides, for all your hatred for men in general, I think it irks you a little that your precious power doesn't work on us»
«Bold claim for a stupid bird» Crocodile tried to hide his smirk feigning a cough, but it was’t very convincing.
«What the fuck are you talking about?!» Boa was fuming - literally fuming from sheer indignation- and reached over the table to take the pink-feathered man by the collar of his Hawaiian shirt and remind him of his place in the food chain. Unfortunately for her blood pressure, his grin didn't change.
«Try to say that again when you'll be a stupid block of feathered rock, you bastard!»
To the Marines' great horror, Boa actually summoned her love bow and shooted its arrows aiming straight at the smug face of Doflamingo. She really wanted to wipe that obnoxious grin from his face: he couldn't get on her nerves if he turned to stone, or at least she hoped so.
When the cloud of dust dissipated, everyone could see that half of the marines had been turned to stone, but that infuriating (now very smug) smirk was still there. To add unnecessary salt to the injury, Crocodile hadn't turned to stone, either. Just like the flamboyant cretin had predicted.
Sengoku took a look at the state of the room and his subordinates and, not for the first time that afternoon, thought:
«I hate my life»
«I hate your life too, if it makes you feel better»
Apparently he had said that thought out loud because Crocodile had answered without even looking up from the terminal he was using to remind his subordinate to feed his dog. Never let it be said that Sir Crocodile isn't a multitasking man. The Baroque Works won't administer itself, after all.
«How- ho-how in Davy Jones's stinking locker did you do it?!»
Boa.exe stopped working from sheer indignation. She had never met men who were immune to her technique beside blind men and her beloved Luffy (she blushed at the memory and Crocodile scoffed). So how had the damn idiot and that reptile managed not to be turned to stone?!
«Oh, don't give yourself an aneurysm trying to work out why and why not. It's quite simple. You cannot be the most beautiful person in the room if I am right here! Fufufu, so it can't work on me» Doflamingo almost fell from his perch on that toy chair the Marines gave him at the look on the empress's face and then added just to rile both his colleagues up: «And Croco-boy here knows I'm right, that's why it didn't work on him either» his grin had gotten huge at this point. «Or he isn’t as straight as he wants us to believe»
Crocodile didn’t even deign that of an answer, just rolling his eyes in annoyance. Undeterred by the knowledge he was being ignored by the elder, Doflamingo spoke again.
«Hey, Crocodile, do you know why Captain Hook died? Because he used the wrong hand in the bidet, fufufufu!»
«Shut up!» Crocodile shouted at the nuisance sat next to him «Or, if you are really incapable of such a simple action, at least go find a poisonous snake to bother!»
Doflamingo opened his mouth to answer the insult, but he was interrupted by the meeting room’s door opening.
«Why is it that every time I bother to come all this way from Kuraigana Island for a supposedly important meeting everything I hear is just petty arguments?» the unmistakable eyes of the newcomer conveyed all his judgement at the childish display.
Everyone stilled at that voice so rarely heard in this room, like misbehaving children caught doing something they shouldn’t have done by their stern parent.
Dracule Mihawk had actually come to the meeting for what was maybe the first time in the world's history.
Sengoku felt the sudden urge to cry.
“My resignation letter! At last! East Blue wait for me!!” he thought, wiping an imaginary tear from his eye.
However, Crocodile hadn’t let himself be distracted by the situation and had tipped Doflamingo's chair with a silent snap of his hook under the table to make him lose his balance so he could kick him away in a blatant (at least to normal people) hint for Hawkeyes to sit between him and Doflamingo. There was no way he would keep suffering the pink-clad man’s presence any longer and especially no way he would keep doing it alone. If he had to suffer, then the elusive overpowered bird should too. It was only right in Crocodile's unbiased opinion.
Fortunately, Mihawk caught the not-so-subtle hint and sat between the two madmen who called themselves his friends. Doflamingo took offence at Crocodile for the way he had literally kicked him out of his chair but then he immediately calmed down thinking of all the ways he could pester both of them now.
“Oh, this meeting will be funny” he thought, perching himself on another chair. His grin sent shivers of undiluted terror down the backs of several marines.
Sengoku really regretted not having allowed Akainu to lead this meeting, but then he comforted himself remembering the new record this day represented for his reputation as the Warlords’ minder: Kuma, Jimbe and Moria entered the room at last, so now all the Seven Warlords were here.
But the universe hated him apparently because Boa Hancock was still glaring daggers at Doflamingo’s sunglasses, so his good mood couldn’t last long. In fact, a few moments later …
«Just because both you and the reptilian kingpin seem to be immune to my beauty – her eyebrow nearly twitched at that- it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t work on the others!» she screeched, remembering the pink man’s previous claim of the whole group being immune to her love arrows.
“Why did she have to remember that idiot’s words now that things could finally start going according to the plan?” thought Sengoku, meeting Tsuru’s equally exasperated gaze across the table.
«Try again then, now that everyone is here. Let’s see if I’m right or not» was Doflamingo’s smug challenge. Everyone scoffed. Now, her eyebrow definitely twitched.
«Boa Hancock, you are an intellingent woman. Do not squander that by lowering yourself at the level of this imbecile’s words»
Hancock lowered the bow she had summoned at Hawkeyes’s reproachful tone. She was now ashamed to admit she did indeed raise to Doflamingo’s blatant bait, ready to show everyone how wrong that peacock was to doubt the power of her beauty.
The aforementioned peacock lost his grin at seeing his fun ruined, but then he turned toward the culprit and boldly put an arm around the swordman’s shoulders.
Men had been gutted for much less by the swordman and Doflamingo knew it.
Indeed, the king of Dressrosa found himself on the receiving end of a terrifying glare for his audacity, but the grip he had on the other's shoulder didn’t lessen.
«What’s the matter, Hawksy? Why did you stop Hancock-chan here?» now the glares digging holes at his head were two «Were you afraid that we would start thinking of you as a man capable of sexual thoughts if you hadn’t? Don’t worry, we all know the only woman in your life is Yor…Ehi!» he barely had time to complete his sentence before he had to save his sorry ass dodging the dagger the swordman had aimed at his head.
Yoru the Black Sword glinted menacingly at him from her place behind Mihawk’s chair.
«I just wanted to prevent her from making a fool of herself for your entertainment. And, if you must know, I don't care nearly enough about humankind for that» Mihawk said, rolling his eyes at the fellow Warlord's antics. «Now, take your arm off my shoulders before I remove it for you»
From the place at the other side of the swordman, Crocodile didn’t exactly burst out laughing at the hurt look on Doflamingo’s face - because he had too much style for that - but it came close. Really close.
Mihawk regretted having forfeited his usual spot at the head of the table (the furthest place from Doflamingo and Crocodile) in order to acquiesce to the latter’s request. He blamed Crocodile for that. And Sengoku, because an Admiral and a bunch of vice-admirals shouldn’t need him to babysit those idiots of his collegues. They should be able to do the job themselves if they wanted to be taken seriously as one of the three reigning powers.
So he turned the full power of his disappointment on Sengoku by fixing his unblinking eyes straight on his face.
«Was there a real reason why you wasted my afternoon with this pointless summon or can I leave?» he said without preamble as usual, voicing the thoughts of almost every person in the room.
When he didn’t hear any answer because the Fleet Admiral was busy saving the life of some nameless marine tangled in the proverbial web of Doflamingo’s strings, Mihawk finally declared the meeting a waste of his time. So, he put his feet on the table (to Crocodile’s horror) and lowered his hat over his face to shield his eyes from the room’s lights.
A nap would surely be a more productive way to spend his afternoon than whatever this circus is going to be. If they actually had someone they needed him to kill they could say that to him later. He didn’t care anyway.
Sengoku had finally managed to save that poor man’s life when he saw that even the swordman had decided to disrespect him by taking his nap there in the meeting room.
At that last slap to his pride, Sengoku the Buddha finally snapped.
«I had summoned you bunch of pirate scum to discuss the details of an hypotetical attack against the emperor Red-haired Shanks, not to sleep or try to kill my men!» he screamed and oh how freeing that feeling was.
A disturbing silence fell in the room, only broken by Doflamingo’s obnoxious laughter and the sound of Mihawk’s hat falling to the ground. Sengoku felt validated by that.
Then, something threatened to shatter his newfound enthusiasm: a surprisingly high-pitched shout from Moria.
«What?! Have you finally gone senile in your old age, Admiral?!»
Enthusiasm.
A deep inhale.
One thing after another.
«Very well, given that nobody has voiced any objection to the idea, the plan is this … »
#I wanted to see how quickly Sengoku's hair could turn completely gray from sheer exasperation#it probably will continue someday#I have several ideas for this story but I don't know if I'll have the time to put them on paper anytime soon#I hope you'll enjoy this snippet regardless#one piece#fanfiction#crocodile#mihawk#shichibukai#seven warlords of the sea#donquixote doflamingo#admiral sengoku#boa hancock#one piece fanfiction#ask the shichibukai#seven warlords#flotta dei 7
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#Sorry I haven’t been active lately#been having a rough go of it and am feeling a little less than stellar mentally#am hoping to get back on track after this weekend#by sheer force of will lmao#I appreciate all of you#it’s just one of those months where everything sucks and I feel inadequate about my life and my writing and my entire being#that’s all#trying to remember that the rest is confetti but brain piles those little strips of paper on top of me until I’m suffocating#anyway sorry for lamenting#hopefully I’ll be back soon!#personal#ebongawk personal
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