#sideshot

[transingthoseformers]

Welcome to the Whalesnake Leviathan!

At a whopping 136 meters, it's pretty fucking big (admittedly it is mostly long rather than big considered how skinny it is), with a large head containing somewhere around 58 needlelike teeth.

The two long sensory crests help it detect chemical changes in the water, as it's highly sensitive to changes in the water quality. I suggest this as both a cool little ecology thing and something the player can use to scare the Whalesnake leviathan away from their ship with a toxin attack (like the gas balls in the first subnautica game!)

The Whalesnake leviathan is primarily an ambush hunter, lying in wait in the pitch black darkness. I like to think it's capable of short bursts of incredible speed thanks to the disproportionate wing-fins but relatively weaker tail, and that in a hypothetical situation the player's ship might be able to out stamina it.

I'm very tempted to suggest that it eats prinarily smaller leviathans / large leviathan adjacent fauna. Also tempted to suggest the bioluminescent spots and sensory crests only glow when it's getting ready for a charge or in "hunting" mode as a visual indicator for the player.

Considering how fucking itty bitty the eyes are, I'm imagining it has very poor eyesight and hearing, mostly hunting via a very strong sense of smell and smell adjacent senses. It glows because glowing seems to be a ancestral trait on planet 4546B

[tvbles]

[autism-corner]

war my beloved

[mocha-gladiator]

just wanted something easy to draw so I did a simple-easy sideshot of Angel. The wings look so silly folded up :3

[thedawningofthehour]

Since Donnie is your fav I was wondering what is your opinion on Raph I don’t think you mentioned what your opinion on him was. I ask him because he’s my fav next to Donnie

Raph has traditionally been my second favorite after Donnie. He was bumped out of second place by Leo in Rise because Rise Leo is amazing and gay, but I still love Rise Raph to pieces. He's my large son.

For real though, I really love what Rise did with the Raph-Leo dynamic and how they interpreted Raph's character. As much as I love short king, hot-headed Raph-it got stale after awhile. Making him Big and forcing him to take a more proactive stance in managing his anger issues because he could really hurt the people he loves if he didn't, making his conflict more about his protectiveness over his brothers than his desire to 'be the best' or his resentment of being under someone else's command, I think those were great changes and changes that really needed to take place to expand on Raph's character. They flipped Raph and Leo's roles, but they did it in a way that felt true to the core of their characters and their personalities and wasn't just putting 2012 Leo in a red hat.

Raph was originally going to be a POV character in doth. I made the decision just to have the twins' pov to keep the storyline from getting too complicated and eventually bogging itself down with its own weight, plus I think it works better especially now that we don't know exactly what Raph is thinking. (I mean, we can infer, the man's not exactly encrypted, but Gale is also not that good at reading people) But you can probably tell that there are parts Raph was supposed to be giving his thoughts. There is one section in the near future I might do a Raph pov of, not for the chapter itself but maybe as a sideshot.

[leocancertaurus]

Sisters

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x fem!Reader

wc:1.8k

warnings: none :) 

a/n: just easing back into this thing w a little fluffy sideshot to see what the vibes are.....

BWD AU

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Natasha sat in a small reading nook in the living room. She was intently reading a new novel that she picked up on a recent family trip to the local bookstore. A throw blanket covered her lap and she leaned into a mountain of pillows as the sun from the window cast a warm, gentle glow across her face. She was entirely enthralled by the story and lost herself in the world, effectively avoiding being distracted by the chaotic sounds that poured from the kitchen. The girls were helping you make dinner, which has become routine. Whenever the girls get curious about cooking, or want to do their version of helping, you make sure to make ample time to take things slow, and help them . It was a great opportunity to get more time to bond with them, and to have a front row seat to them making new discoveries and developing confidence. 

Most days they did their tasks without problem. At times messy, but you got free entertainment out of their sometimes silly bumps in the road. But, today was challenging. Zara and Kali were constantly bickering; Your oldest being particularly annoyed by her sister’s mere presence. You didn’t want to interrupt the time that Natasha is taking to unwind, so you tried to calm the girls on your own but, a small part of you hoped she could come work her magic. 

Kali had been sneaking little bites of the ingredients that you all had been prepping and this time, it was really bothering Zara. 

“Kali, we’re not gonna have any dinner to eat if you keep eating all of the food,” Zara reprimands. 

Kali grabs another piece of the food from the counter and offers it to Zara, “We share!”

“No, put it back!” The oldest pointing to the cutting board as she raises her voice.

Kali, attempting to process the aggression, looks to you for help. “Z, it’s okay honey.”

“But she’s being annoying,” she whines. 

Frankly, Kali has done worse. It was hard to wrap your mind around why this was bothering your oldest so much, “She’s curious babe. She’s never tried tomatoes like this before. Would you like to do a different job?”

“No, I just want her to do it the right way,” your oldest huffs.

“Okay. Remember if you want to teach your sister something you can calmly explain, or show her how but I need you to try your best not to yell, okay?”

“Okay,” she groans. 

“Thank you. Do you want to help me cut the cucumber or do you want to help me start mixing everything for the salad?” You ask, hoping that giving her options helps make her feel a little better.

“I’ll cut,” you weren’t surprised by her choice to do something individually. 

“Okay you can do that and Kals you can help Mommy pour this in the bowl,” Zara begins to saw at the fruit with her child safe knife, creating different sized chunks. 

“Good job baby,” you praise. You hand the small mason jar filled with the homemade dressing that you’d previously made. You point to the jar, “Can you pour this,” then the bowl, “in there?”

You pull the bowl just a bit closer as a precaution. You’d been working on pouring with Kali recently. She’s gotten better the more you’ve practiced over the months, but there’s still progress to be made. She cautiously lifts the jar and begins to tilt it toward the big bowl. At first, she’s successful, mainly pouring directly into the bowl. 

“Good job,” you encourage. You didn’t realize that you speaking to her would cause such a distraction. But, at the sound of your voice she looks up with a big bright smile on her face, shifting her hands causing the last of the dressing to pour out onto the counter. This mistake was obviously the last straw for Zara. She huffs and swiftly exits the kitchen with her arms crossed. She sits on the couch adjacent to where Natasha was reading and dramatically exhales as she plops down. 

Natasha had noticed her demeanor as soon as she entered the room but decided not to respond quite yet, allowing Zara to try to process on her own first. But, mostly because she was so close to a really juicy reveal. But, the small girl huffs again, earning Natasha’s attention as she glances up from her book. 

“Can I help you?” Natasha quirks a signature brow. 

“I’m upset,” Zara stands up and moves in front of Natasha, her arms remaining crossed.

“What’s making you upset?”

“Kali,” the child grimaces.

Natasha hums in acknowledgement, “How did Kali make you upset?” She reaches for the child who eagerly climbs into her lap. 

“We’re trying to help Mommy cook but she’s not being helpful and she keeps eating everything and making messes. I want her to do a better job,” she pouts.

“You’re right, that can be really frustrating,” Natasha soothes

“I tried doing a good job but I can’t because she’s being crazy.”

“That’s not very nice, love,” Natasha gently corrects.

“But it’s true, mama!” 

“You shouldn’t call your sister hurtful names.”

“My sister shouldn’t do things to make me upset,” the child crosses her arms over her chest again.

Natasha pauses, amazed at the young girl's quick wit and how it is nearly a carbon copy of your own. “But she’s little. She needs us all to be patient with her and help her learn. She doesn’t mean to make you upset, honey.”

Zara was quite stubborn. It always took a while for her to calm down. Now was no different, a deep frown remained etched onto her face. In an attempt to soothe her, Natasha ran her hand through the child's chocolate curls and pulled her into a sweet hug. 

“I’m proud of you for communicating your feelings to mama. But, I want you to try to do the same with your sister, okay?”

“But why,” she whines.

“Because she’s your sister and she needs you to explain things to help her understand right from wrong.”

“But that’s what Mommies are for!”

Natasha emits a raspy chuckle “I mean… yes. But, big sisters are just as important. Because little sisters want to be just like their big sisters. So you have to set a good example and be nice.”

“Does Kali have to be nice?”

“Yes, Kali has to be nice.”

“What happens when she’s not nice?” She challenges. 

“What happens when you’re not nice?”

“You and mommy tell me to be nice. Or say sorry,” she sighs.

“Mhm that, and we help you figure out what you could do differently next time, right?”

She nods as the furrow in her brow begins to fade away, “Do you have a sister?”

“Auntie Lena is my little sister.”

Her eyes bug out of her head, “Really?!”

“Yes! That’s how she’s your aunt silly.”

“Are you a nice big sister mama?” She bats her eyelids and regards Natasha with the biggest, brownest, most curious eyes. This moment becomes another stark reminder that she’s responsible for molding two innocent little humans. Her girls hang on to every word, every action, as if she hung the moon and the stars. Her response to this question means everything. 

“I’ve said and done things to her before that weren’t very nice and I think I’ve definitely hurt her feelings. But, that’s because at that time I was only thinking about my own feelings. I didn’t care that my actions hurt her feelings. But, I’m very nice to her now. I try to be the best big sister I can be. We’re best friends now. 

“I thought I was your best friend,” Zara nearly gasps.

“You are. So are Mommy and Kals.” Natasha shrugs.

“But, you can only have one best friend,” the little girl objects.

“Says who!”

“The rules!”

“Mmm I’ve never heard that rule before so I can have as many best friends as I want,” Natasha boops Zara’s nose.

“That’s not how rules work mama!” She giggles.

“It is if I say so,” she tickles her and the child ends up squealing and eventually allows her head to rest on her mother’s chest. Natasha kisses the crown of her head and nuzzles her nose into Zara’s curls and deeply inhales the fruity scent of her shampoo. They enjoy this moment together. Zara revels in the opportunity to be close to her favorite person.

“Can I go play in my room with my toys?” The child breaks the comfortable silence.

“Of course. Can you give your sister a hug and a kiss first?” Natasha realizes she may be pushing it but is curious.

Zara hums as she contemplates what she wants to do, “Sure.”

She untangles herself from the coziness of her mama to make her way back into the kitchen. You were practically done with dinner but you didn’t want to interrupt Nat calming Zara down and Kali became a bit cranky at the idea of stopping. So, you were supervising her trying to cut cucumber with her child safe knife. As Zara entered the kitchen you simply smiled at her before noticing Natasha slowly trailing behind her. Zara stands behind the step stool, gaining the smaller child’s attention. Before Kali can fully turn her head, Zara embraces her and gives her a peck on the cheek. 

“That’s so sweet, Z. Do you want to help Mommy set the table?”

“No thank you. Can I go play in my room until it’s dinner time?”

“Yes but, we’re eating soon okay?”

She nods before climbing down and heading off to her room, catching the quiet ‘thank you’ that Natasha throws her way as she walks past. Natasha then approaches you. She wraps her arms around your waist from behind and rests her chin on your shoulder, her breath ghosting over the soft skin there. 

“What was that about?” You ask under your breath.

“She just had some not nice things to say about my princess,” Natasha shakes her head. 

“Yeah she was pretty frustrated when she left. I think she’s having a bad day.”

“She called Kali”, she stops herself to see if the girl was paying attention. When she notices that she was she changes what she was going to say, “Coo coo,” she chuckles.

You slightly giggle at Natasha censoring herself. Kali, ever the parrot, proving why you should try to refrain from swearing in front of them sings, “Coooo Coooo.”

She sports a proud smirk at making her moms laugh. Nat picks up the small child, the three of you still slightly giggling. “Are you coo coo?,” she jokingly asks the little one. 

Kali turns to look at you and then back at Natasha, “Yah,” sending the three of you into another fit of laughter.

[blindsightted]

HELP I DEBATED DOING THIS W A SKATEBOARD TOO SINCE I NEEDED REFERENCES… then i realized they'd skate away before i could even screencap it so i had to bother a friend (who doesnt even play phighting) to log on to be my model

the things I do for art that will probably get like 2 notes

I needed a pic of hyper holding his gun but then I realized when I turn the camera hyper turns too so I couldn't get him from the front so I followed this other hyper around and then they just stared at me and said this and I was so scared. we just stared at each other. and they ran away. I got the pictures though I'm so sorry random hyperlaser just trying to talk to ghosdeeri in peace

ignore my username I made this account many years ago and I can't change it I don't have mone..

[chonkbabe]

That sideshot of you with that big round potbelly is the sexist thing ive seen in a long time. I sure hope you keep growing that sexy gut.

I'm definitely going to keep it growing! No stopping now!

[headlight-district]

Sideshot Sunday in a fairly rare color - supersonic blue.

[izaack-gauss]

“Yeahhh, I’d probably tap that. Would hit those sideshots. Backshots. Up down and around shots :/. No homo though. WOULD get a piece of that gyauss. Get it? Gyatt? Gauss? Gyauss?”

“Your dad don’t look a day over thirty, man. Gonna make me act UP. Gonna make me get DEVIOUS. Don’t leave me unsupervised around this man.” -p

...

Also a suggestive art of peepaw for you down there idk why I did this, don't trust your life after 10 pm kids.

[yanderecrazysie]

what’s on your request wait list atm?

SO MUCH

So, I have a few hcs and profiles- I'm not including those, since I usually do them whenever I feel like it. These are only the one shots/sequels to one shots!

Obviously, they're all yandere. There are an obscene number of Oikawa reqs XD And I don't even like him aghhh

Anyways, the order is subject to change, but it will most likely be released in order of requested or close to.

Ruggie (TWST)

Porco (AOT)

Haru (Free!)

Idol! Oikawa (Haikyuu)

Wizard! Satan (Obey Me) - I actually forgot to put this one on my old request list, but it's there, I swear

Oikawa (Haikyuu) x celebrity! reader

Korekiyo (DRV3)

Porco (AOT)

Gojo (JJK) Soulmate AU

Chihiro NSFW

Kageyama and Haru (Haikyuu and Free! Crossover)

Tanaka (Haikyuu)

Soulmate Song Part 2 (Bakugou - MHA)

Hawks (MHA)

Atsumu and Osamu (Haikyuu) Soulmate AU

Sugawara (Haikyuu) x University Professor! Wife! reader

Hinata (Haikyuu) x chubby reader

Hikaru and Kaoru (OHSHC)

Malleus (TWST) x Bunny Fae! reader

Bully! Sakusa (Haikyuu)

Neige (TWST) x Actress! reader

Ushijima (Haikyuu)

Ace and Deuce (TWST)

Repercussion Part 3 (Oikawa - Haikyuu)

Betray Sideshot (Oikawa - Haikyuu)

Muichiro (DS)

Oikawa (Haikyuu) Soulmate AU

Akaashi (Haikyuu)

Oikawa (Haikyuu) x aro! reader

Famous! Akaashi (Haikyuu)

Kita (Haikyuu)

Suna (Haikyuu)

Vampire! Oikawa (Haikyuu)

[ravenzeppeli]

I was wondering if you were going to do sideshots like you did with the old claimed?

Possibly, those were fun to write.

[grox]

Who want sideshots

[hello-sputnik]

New cringe-fail yaoi warrior cats crackship based on the fact I keep mistaking Darktail for Darkstalker and Clear sky for Clearsight.

For anyone wondering what's going on with darktails design: he's a long furred black smoke + short furred black tipped/chinchilla chimera. Clear sky has type 2 albinism.

[Image ID: A digital drawing of sideshot head+neckshots of Darktail (on the left), and Clear Sky (on the right) from warrior cats. Darktail is a dark grey cat with faint darker markings and dark blue eyes, the other side of him isn't all that visible but it is pale silvery white. Clear Sky is a pale blue cat with white spotting on his chest and face, he has pale blue eyes with red pupils. Behind them are the official designs for darkstalker and clearsight. / End.]

[untitledinstinct]

Oh man, you look huge! Screaming crying shaking begging on my knees for more sideshots of that magnificent gut, it looks so damn Round and Swollen omg

More should be coming.

I need to get back into eating.

I've been at 300lbs for far too long.

[thedawningofthehour]

Are you ever going to write out the kidnapping fight between Donnie and draxum?? I want to know more about it so bad. Was it a close fight? Did draxum even say anything or did he just start trying to grab Donnie

Oh! I did a long time ago, like before I even published the fic. Originally I was going to put it right before the last Donnie chapter, where he's hypnotized and 'becomes' Galois, but with the decision to put it after that chapter I just felt like it broke up the tension too much. In a bad way.

I also thought it was kind of unnecessary, considering pretty much all the information given during it is relayed in the story one way or another, but in retrospect it might have served to include it. It gives extra weight as to why being choked is such a trigger for Galois and why he frequently feels deprived of air when he's panicking. Not to mention it would have reinforced how Donnie's stuff was planted for the fam to find and Donnie didn't do any of that himself-apparently I wasn't super clear about it, some people were still confused at the end of the fic.

Regardless, I dredged it up from the master doc! This is literally first draft shit so don't get your hopes up too much-literally, the only thing I changed since typing it was correcting 'vibes' to 'vines', because I did that several times for some reason. It doesn't even have any intro. You can also tell that is was written very early in development because I hadn't even decided on what the twins were fighting about and was using 'what movie are we going to see?' as a placeholder argument. (they were going to see Captain Marvel) And it was before I started using accents while writing, so bō is just bo. I'm reading it over and I'm really not happy with it at all-it's very short, which is fitting, I wanted the readers to get the feeling that this all happened very fast and feel a sense of panic. But I'm not really getting that from Donnie, he seems pretty blasé about the whole thing. I've thought about reworking it and maybe publishing it as a sideshot. Meeeeeh. We'll see.

No, that wasn’t fair. He sighs. Really, Leo deserves to be full of it more than Donnie does. He’s good at everything. Practically effortlessly. He can fight, do sports, talk to people, pick up instruments and be great at them in a heartbeat, understand long division, and look great while doing it all.

Donnie can do science. That’s it. And he’s very good at it, but it seems like it’s becoming less and less useful to the team lately. He’s becoming less and less useful.

It’s not Leo’s fault that he’s gifted. It’s not his fault that Donnie’s jealous. Donnie’s just being an asshole.

An asshole who can’t even go see the movie he just staged an epic fight over. He and Leo had fought for so long they missed the start time of both their movies.

He pulls up the theater website on his phone. The next showing of his movie was in three hours. God, this was so stupid. They could have easily seen Leo’s movie first and Donnie’s later. It wasn’t like they ever bought tickets or anything. And to escalate the fight like that-ugh. They were both so dumb.

He clicks on the next day’s movie times, scrolling down to look for Leo’s movie. Then he realizes he can’t even remember what movie he had been so opposed to seeing.

Donnie groans. He should head home. Leo will definitely beat him, but maybe he’ll have cooled off as well. Maybe they can watch a Jupiter Jim movie on Donnie’s tablet and drink the wine coolers Donnie totally didn’t steal from Dad’s minifridge. Maybe they can-

Something purple abruptly enters his vision, smacking his phone away and sending it skipping across the pavement. Donnie whips his head around. “Hey!”

Another vine comes straight at his head. Donnie ducks and rolls forward, retrieving his bo. One button push, one swipe, and the vine is cut free.

There he is. The big blue goat-man, standing on the parapet and looking down at him haughtily. He raises a hand, sending a few more vines Donnie’s way. Donnie twists, evading and slashing.

“Look, I’m really not in the mood. Can I just pay you to pretend you lost and we do this another time?”

A vine wraps around his ankle, yanking it out from under him. Donnie swipes his bo down, freeing himself and pinwheeling his legs until he’s back on his feet. He blocks another vine, bringing up his flamethrower attachment.

“What? No big villain speeches? Not even any playful banter?”

“Sorry. Funny, joke-around Draxum isn’t here today.”

A vine shoots out and wraps around his bo, yanking it away. Donnie grimaces. Alright, if that’s how he wants to play. He dodges the next few vines, bringing his gauntlet up. He twists to free his other hand, bringing up the command to send the help signal.

Then one of Draxum’s vines snake around his gauntleted arm. Donnie shifts to slip out of it-but they suddenly constrict, bending, pulling-

And there’s a very loud CRACK! sound that seems to steal all the air out of Donatello’s lungs.

“I would have preferred not to do that,” Draxum says calmly. “But I can’t let you have that stick back. You’ll hurt yourself.”

Donnie reaches back, fumbles for one of the hidden compartments on his battle shell. He draws out his emergency survival knife and swipes, cutting himself free.

Fuck, this is bad, this went bad fast. He doesn’t know where his phone landed and one glance at his gauntlet confirms that the screen is busted. He can’t call for help like this.

He turns and runs. He can worry about his phone and bo later. He can worry about the broken arm later. He needs to get away from here.

And then his feet are off the ground. He twists to see Baron Draxum right behind him, his stupid little hands wrapped around Donnie’s battle shell. He tries to jab his elbow back, but he can’t get a good angle. He kicks, but if Draxum even feels it he doesn’t react.

Desperate times. Donnie reaches up and hits the emergency release on his shoulder.

His battle shell releases, dropping him to the ground. Donnie isn’t poised to land standing up, but he manages to twist to avoid jostling his broken arm too much. The landing sends shocks through his legs and his healthy arm, but he can deal with that. He needs to move.

He scrambles away on three limbs. He doesn’t know if he can stand up right now. He can’t afford to test it. He can’t afford to waste two seconds getting to his feet. He needs to go, get away.

He can jump. Would a fall from this height kill him? If he allows his shell to take the brunt, he might survive. He’ll worry about the injuries later. He needs to get away from Draxum.

He pulls himself up over the parapet. He doesn’t look down, doesn’t hesitate, just pushes-

A vine wraps around his throat. Donnie grabs at it, but it’s already lifting him into the air. He chokes. His vision goes hazy.

Then he can breathe again. A vine slithers up his body and wraps around his torso, pinning both broken and unbroken arms to his side. Donnie opens his mouth-but the vine that had just wrapped around his throat inserts itself between his teeth, curling around his head and coming back around to cover his mouth. Donnie kicks, but the vines have him in the air. Draxum motions for the vines to bring him in closer.

“I’m impressed,” he says, looking Donnie up and down. “Even though your true strength lies in your mind, your fighting skills have not suffered. Still room for improvement, but there always is.”

Donnie glares at the man with as much hate as he can muster.

“Now, if you will stop resisting,” Draxum says, opening up a portal behind him. “We have much to go over, and I would prefer not to have to injure you again. Come along, now.”

Draxum motions for him to follow as he steps into the portal, like Donnie has a choice.