#stay on the cube

[killersanz]

☆ funky ass dude

[frito-banditoo]

Slim your yims?!

Art piece I’m VERY proud of 😏

Total time: 14:51 (hr:min)

Extra detail I added:

“Each bell is a separated brain, one tells the truth, one tells a lie, and the last one stores their secrets.” -

-truth bell happy, lie bell sad, secrets bell neutral

I based the bones off actual human ribcage (I’m not a doctor it’s not accurate)

Veins in tounge/eye

He has a pupil, he sees you 😰

I went for more of a marbled look on him so LOTS of veins

Tyyy 🥩🫶

[beyondthisdarkhouse]

God I wish I actually Tiktokked so I knew who to follow to see what all the influencers who made eleventh-hour confessions of faking their content are doing now

[littlebeedreamer]

I don't know about anybody else, but it has been very hot. It is very important to drink water! (heat stroke is not fun,,, trust me!) but... water can be so boring!

so what do you do to remedy this? I have some tips!

🫧 Have a special cup just for water!

Having a special cup just for water might inspire you to remember to drink it! the cup can be anything, a bottle, sippy. I have a big big plastic cup that I put aluminum foil on top of. I then poke a straw in :>

🫧 Use fun ice cubes!

personally water is alot more pleasing to drink when it's ice cold. in itself ice cubes are neat, but you can jazz them up further! In the baking aisle of Walmart, they have molds meant for jellos and stuff you can use for ice cubes! I really wanna get a unicorn shaped tray 𖹭

🫧 Use flavor packets!

not everyone likes plain old water, and that's valid! a way to try and remedy this is to flavor it! There's so many flavoring options. you can get powder, drops, and all that sort. and you can get it sugar free! There's so many options. You can experiment as well to see how much you need to make it taste good to you. Not everyone's gonna want it saturated with artificial flavor, and not everyone is gonna want a drink that's just water with the vaguest touch of flavor. Do what's best for YOU!

thank you so much for reading! Hydration is so important, and in some situations when your body really needs it, soda and juices may not satisfy you in the way you need it to. I had to learn that the hard way, unfortunately, and it's not a fun experience at all! So have fun and stay hydrated, friends! 𖹭❀𖹭❀

[lovertm]

1980's-related buttons by cutebutton

[marclef]

it is over 100 degrees outside and our AC isn’t working

god help me

[secondbeatsongs]

fun fact: if you went to the north american discworld convention in 2013, you've been in the same room as me at some point

[o-lanterns]

those people who can solve rubiks cubes behind their backs and stuff or even just speed solve them are unfathomable to me I have never once solved one while carefully trying for hours. that's like real magic it's an ability not of this world. fucking how

[deaddovehasbeeneaten]

The Mayfair Content™

[raayllum]

Anyway everyone say "thank you same framing"

[sicklymuttz]

um hi so I drew jeremy

and as I was drawing I was brainstorming so much lore

so basically, here a thing i came up with for Jeremy and how it pertains to my au I have with infected and unpleasant

Okay so basically... I had the idea of Jeremy coming from a video game, similar to how Infected and Unpleasant are technically now game characters in Roblox. He's from an old arcade game, a save the princess type of story, I'm thinkin. And Jeremy was the hero you played as that saved the princess! However, after years of being around, Jeremy's game soon fell out of style, since Arcade games were as well. The company that made him kinda forgot about him and left him to rot while they made other games.

Which is what caused Jeremy to go rogue. See, he didn't want to just be forgotten, instead, he made sure he was gonna thrive, with or without that damn video game. He wanted revenge. So, he escaped. He materialized into the real world, and was gonna make it everyone else's problem. Pissed off and angry that he wasn't popular anymore, he stormed off and killed anyone who tried to wrong him. See, Infected cant be outside of his computer for very long, and the same goes for Jeremy. The longer he remained outside of his game, the more he bugged out he got and the more he lost control of himself.

He convinced himself that he was still the hero of the story. He had to be. He was only doing what was right by killing the people who deserved it. Jeremy is the hero, dammit, he's the one who's gonna save the fucking day.

But with a mind so clouded in revenge and hatred, and a bug infesting his coding, there was no sign of the hero Jeremy used to be.

OOPSIE! sorry i got all serious there, promise it won't happen again!!!

I really want to incorporate unpleasant and Jeremy being exes as well, but with how my lore is set up, it would be a little difficult... I'll figure something out, I promise!!!! I already have kind of an idea and if I ever get it fully sorted out, I'll be sure to share

ANYWAY if you made it this far don't forget to SMASH that like button, HIT subscribe and TURN ON that bell! stay tuned for another autistic ass rambling, and if you're still here, THANKS FOR READING SO FAR!!!! okay bye now :3

[something-named-vexxie]

Body horror tw? I’m not sure if this counts as body horror

I gave TPC Cube the same CTM treatment I gave my own JSAB au Cube for funsies because I love him

Feat. x1 Cyan

Factory serpent (he’s very loud)

[keeps-ache]

awkward way to have a convo but okay

[plain inks below cut]

[sulky-cabbage]

Eve: "Regarding the lyrics, this time its about portraying the conflicts and feelings of the characters in Jujutsu kaisen. This kind of feeling inside me, made me choose the characters one by one and thus write the lyrics. I don't dare to say where or who..."

Also Eve:

Alternative translations: 1 2 3 4

The lyrics hit different after ch 271. I kinda want this to be the op for s4 ngl

[starsandtulips]

competitive nature. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

the astral express has one of their bimonthly game nights.

characters⟡ march 7th, stelle, himeko, welt yang, dan heng, pom pom

relationships⟡ stelle/march

word count⟡ 1.1k

game night on the Express had gotten more infrequent ever since stelle had joined the crew. the reason for game nights going from weekly to bimonthly events was because the very first game night after stelle came onboard the Express, she made a game of uno last for 12 hours. at the end of the game pom pom had almost banned card games from the Express altogether.

march had to beg pom pom not to throw the deck of cards into the cold expanse of space. and even with promising to help clean the Express from top to bottom she just barely convinced pom pom to spare the poor cards.

march looked down at her cards, eyes flickering from her hand to the pile in front of her and back. the current color was green and she didn't have any green. quietly crossing her fingers, march waited for her turn, hoping that the color would change soon.

it didn't. crap.

march didn't want to use her +4, but she didn't have any other choice, so she placed it down on the pile.

"uh, blue!" march checked her cards to see what color she had the most of before deciding.

"challenge." stelle called out, right next to her. march quickly flipped her cards so stelle could see that she didn't have any other card she could have used.

march stuck her tongue out at stelle as stelle groaned and pulled six cards from the deck. serves her right for doubting me, march hummed to herself.

"uno." everyone's heads whipped towards himeko. there was a new common enemy. march devoted the rest of her thinking power to doing her part to make sure that himeko wouldn't win so she would have a chance at victory.

when march's turn came back, there was a red 4 on the top of the pile. unfortunately the only card march had that would work was a red skip. i hope himeko doesn't have a red, she internally prayed to akivili, placing down her card. stelle grumbled, obviously upset that her turn was skipped.

march looked at himeko, practically holding her breath, and watched as himeko laid her last card, a red 1, on the top of the pile. march sighed, handing her cards to welt who was reshuffling the deck and slumping into the foot of the couch that she was using as a backrest.

"one more round?" stelle suggested, looking even more determined to win next time.

"sorry but don't know if my back can take another round of sitting on the floor." mr. yang's eyes wrinkled apologetically.

"and i think it's time for pom pom and i to head to bed." himeko said, watching pom pom who was unsuccessfully hiding their yawns.

stelle groaned, crossing her arms. secretly march agreed with her, she didn't want to go to bed yet.

"we could play some mario kart." mr. yang suggested, handing the deck of cards, now safely in their case, back to himeko. the second the words came out of his mouth, stelle was up on her feet and dragging march towards mr. yang's room.

from behind them, she heard mr. yang laugh, presumably at stelle's eagerness, before he easily caught up to them with his long legs.

stelle only let go of march's hand to knock on the door of the archives and drag dan heng out to play with them. he had gone to his room a bit earlier in the night, wanting to finish up some entries in the databank.

stelle emerged out of the archives, dragging a half-asleep dan heng behind her.

before long they had settled into mr. yang's room, crowded around the small projector broadcasting mario kart onto a blank wall. mr. yang was sitting in his desk chair, the only chair in the room and dan heng was sitting on his bed, still looking like he had just been woken up. stelle and march were curled together on the floor, their backs against mr. yang's bed.

march chose rose gold princess peach and the cutest cycle she could find. she had to be the cutest, even in video games! stelle chose yoshi, a look of feral glee taking over her features as the race was loading in. no, march, focus! stop looking at your girlfriend and focus on the race!

the countdown sounded and they were off. almost immediately stelle and mr. yang pulled ahead of the pack. dan heng lagged behind and march was having a difficult time turning.

as the race wore on march fell more and more behind and stelle and mr. yang got more and more into the race. they become fell eerily silent.

march huffed as she once again fell off of the map, puffing her cheeks out in anger. she was beginning to resent the cloud thing that kept pulling her up.

mr. yang won the first race with stelle in close second. dan heng and march both came in close to last.

"you can't fall off of the next map march so don't worry." mr. yang reassured her before starting the next race. march felt both happy that she wouldn't fall off of the map again and embarrassed that he had noticed.

despite not being able to physically fall off of the map, march still did abysmally bad during the second race. dan heng had woken up more and now was in contention for the podium but march keep getting hit with shells and making horrible turns that spun her out.

the second race ended with mr. yang in first place again, stelle firmly in second place, and dan heng just squeaking into third. march didn't even want to look at her place in the leaderboard. why can't we ever play games that i'm good at, march grumbled to herself.

during the third and last race, march had the horrible horrible thought to try and sabotage stelle by distracting her. she suppressed the idea, tucking it away for later. stelle seems too enthralled in the game for me to do that.

march focused in, doing her best to stay fully on the track. and it paid off a little, as march slowly crept up the ranks. she still didn't finish anywhere close to the podium but at least she was in the middle of the pack as opposed to the bottom.

as the final screen played, mr. yang's character in first place with stelle and dan heng close behind, stelle stood up, pointing in mr. yang's direction. march followed her, feeling exhausted all of a sudden.

"next time, i'm going to win." stelle promised mr. yang, a fire alit in her eyes. mr. yang just smiled, his mouth sharpening slightly.

march knew that stelle was probably going to spend the next several weeks honing her talent in mario kart just for the chance to beat mr. yang in the next game night. well maybe i can get better too then!

they waved goodbye to dan heng and mr. yang before heading off to bed together.

[martyrbat]

harley quinn (2000) #35

[ID: a sequence of three panels focusing on an abandoned cup of tea as drops of blood drip down into it. Harley Quinn's internal narration boxes reads, ‘I was a tomboy growing up. Tackle football with the local boys? You bet. Under a car hood changing a filter? Sure. Dances? No. Pedicures? Pass. Sewing? You have to be kidding.’ The panels expand, revealing Harley hunched over. She's shown in a profile view and from afar, her face hidden by shadow as her blonde hair is in a slightly overgrown pixie cut.

The blood continues to drip as her narration resumes, ‘I remember watching my mother. Sewing. Sitting in this old chair with a pile of clothes my dad or brother needed fixing. A rip, a tear, a patch. Just kept a smile on her face as that pile got higher and higher. I resented her so much. Sewing. I vowed I'd never learn.’ Her hand comes onto panel, revealing she's holding a needle as she yelps, ‘Ow!’ We finally see her bloodied face when she looks up at the suddenly ringing phone, it being revealed that she had to give herself sutures to close a large gash on her forehead. END ID]