#tag: love under the light

[aries-rp-corner]

The Witch took a heavy risk in going out alone, she felt it was for the best due to her fear that Cipher would easily spot them. She carefully sneaked out and with Lamont’s help, she avoided Cipher’s eyes. Making her way to the caves of what was once Victory Road some years ago, now entering a different cave system…

What felt like an eternity, she finally found a familiar modern Zoroark guarding the entrance. Anastasia popped out from her Poke Ball as she walked up to her dark type counterpart. The two softly nuzzled as Aries made herself known. “Howdy, it’s been awhile, huh?…”

The dark type Zoroark nodded as he and Ana entered the cave. Aries quickly followed after to see the ruins of the castle. “I hope he is here…” She whispered to herself as she descended to the stairs and entered the ruins. Making her way through carefully while following the two Zoroarks, she looked over the ruins of what was once old Team Plasma. She felt sad for those who were part of the original Plasma; deeply believing they fought for what was right…only to be manipulated and tricked by the man she’s helping…she didn’t like it a lot, yet she is doing it to protect those who she calls her friends.

Her thoughts ended as she saw the two foxes stop and looked in a room to find… Him. “N!” Aries called out, as the sound of running footsteps made the man turn around to see her.

“Aries!” N spoke with joy, as the two embraced each other. “I’m relieved you and your Pokémon are okay, I’ve heard that Cipher has been getting worse by the day…” He looked worried, as he saw Aries' face begin to tear up.

“Yeah…and I feel like they’re doing a great job of breaking me…N…I’m scared for everyone…Both sides of Plasma, the people I befriend, my own Pokémon…as well as You and your own Pokémon… They are after the three Legendary Dragons to create the Original Dragon again…Cipher is hurting Pokémon and people to get what they want and…it’s scaring and breaking me…” She frees N as she holds her arm for comfort. Tears swelling up as they begin to fall. “I’m failing everyone around me…I’m failing you…I’m failing my own family… I’m…not doing enough…” Aries spoke with a broken voice as tears fell more, until feeling hands cupping her head as she looked up to N.

“You are doing the best as you can, Aries. Cipher is doing this to make you FEEL that you are not doing enough…they are wrong. You’ve done so much for everyone, a rare chemical reaction that I’ve seen so far! I believe if you haven’t helped Neo Team Plasma…Unova and the entire world would be in danger once again… Don’t you ever give up for what you truly believe in. Keep fighting till the end, but always remember this: You are not alone in this fight anymore.” N gave a supportive smile to the Witch, making Aries’s tears stop for a bit as she blushed.

Soon Aries gave a smile as she held his arms while he was cupping her head. “You goof…I’m only a Fool with the Slowest Heart…yet hearing that from you…I’m glad I’ve met you and everyone. You, my Pokémon, my family, and friends…you guys are the only reason why I have to keep going… Thank you for reminding me of that, love.”

(OOC: I hope you enjoy my attempt on drawing and writing about N here TuT and I wanted to make something wholesome since Aries is facing shit ;u;

And oh boy, I hope nothing bad happens here ;u; (Cipher, don’t! Including you Ghetsis! >:,o) Note: Aries is unaware that N’s father is Ghetsis. So she’s in for a surprise ;u;

If anyone wants to join in, ya are free to rp about this one. I just wanted to draw and write something wholesome. :,3)

[hinamie]

subject, specimen, spectacle;

should i say that you're dead?

[adamoose-art]

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*Smiling giggling kicking my feet* these are so fun

og memes by @loop-lover-central under the cut!

My collection is growing

[shima-draws]

Just got back from seeing Sonic 3 and HOOOOOOLY SHIT y’all. Oh my fucking god. OH my god. Ohhhh my g o d

[landwriter]

Talk about sandman WIPs you say? 👀 Your porn AU and San Francisco gays still live in my head rent freeeeeee ❤️

Pella! I'm glad Professional Fuckers lives rent free in your head because I definitely forgot it existed. In spite of this, I am somehow still confident I'll actually finish and post it one day. It's just so easy and refreshing to write a setting purely from experience. Still needs several more scenes but I know the whole shape of it.

I think there's a lot of really fun potential to be mined from indie porn in a rom-com sort of story: you have this professional physical intimacy that can mean absolutely nothing, an intimacy that is itself altered and shaped by the demands of performing for a camera, by the visual and literal language of any given shoot genre; but separately to that, there's this variable of the chemistry you have with them, as colleagues, as co-performers, and of course, though somehow least significantly, as people fucking. The chemistry that plays out on screen does not always track onto the chemistry you feel with someone. So there's this, I think, super funny territory you can get into, where you've just fucked someone, and the prescient question of did we make something good and the vain little one of was I good, did you like that are entirely separate. But imagine the urge to ask when you're doing something you've never done before.

Imagine, too, nursing a crush on somebody and still not being sure if they like you like you in spite of fucking them in shoots all afternoon and pretending to be in a relationship for half of those. Imagine doing all this demanding, intimate work with a near-stranger, and then making friendly small talk after because outside of this work you hardly know each other. Imagine feeling like there's something there, beneath all the performance, and the commingled horror of crossing professional boundaries--of finding out your co-performer is just so good that they sold the story you were telling together to you too, without meaning any of it--and the desire to find out how good it could be with the cameras off. No awkward blocking, no performing, no story, nothing: an entirely novel, unprofessional, and maybe even more intimidating kind of fucking altogether.

That's what this setting is all about. In the spirit of that, have a mildly NSFT scene ft. Dream sucking cock for the first time while on a shoot, and Hob making a suggestion after.

[ask me anything]

“Dream,” says Hob. “Dream, please, I’m gonna cum, oh, fuck.”

He looks up at Hob, jaw afire, and Hob swears and twitches and comes in his mouth. Dream swallows it without thinking of making a show of it, just swallows and swallows and pulls off, panting. He doesn’t realize how swollen his lips are until Hob traces them with a warm thumb, and murmurs, wow, so low it’s surely not for the cameras, more a breath than a word.

“Was I good?” he asks. His voice is fucked out and low and Hob laughs breathlessly as he tucks himself in.

“Yeah. Yeah, shit, you were good, baby. So good for me.” He looks down at Dream with undisguised lust. “M’gonna want this all the time now.”

Dream doesn’t know what to say, so he just stares up at Hob, until Hob smiles and shifts to sit up. “Great,” he says, in a normal tone, the scene sloughing off him. “Happy with that?”

“Was it enough time?” Dream asks.

“Oh, yeah. We’re probably at thirteen, fourteen minutes. I know you only wanted ten but I didn’t want to tread on perfectly good footage and say something.”

Dream can’t conceal his surprise that it’s been so long already. Hob takes it as skepticism and laughs. “No, you can check, but I’m like a fucking egg timer. It’s my party trick on shoots.” He stands and goes over to his camera, squinting at the display. “Yes! Thirteen twenty-nine,” he announces triumphantly, and turns it off. “Right,” he says, all business when he turns back to Dream. “Water and onto the next?”

Dream, still kneeling, awkwardly stands. “Yes,” he says, and clears his throat when it comes out rough. “Yeah, sure.”

Was I good? Truly? Hob is so good at inhabiting someone else that Dream isn’t sure. He would cover it up well if it was bad. “That’ll sell well,” he says, as neutrally as he can.

Hob takes the bait and grins at him. “Oh, definitely. That was perfect. You were great.” Then he takes in Dream and frowns. “Hey, do you want to, ah?”

Dream realizes he’s still painfully hard. Hob is grimacing down at his tented jeans. The moment of satisfaction is popped like a soap bubble. He adjusts himself, feeling his face heat. “Sorry,” he mutters.

“Oh, fuck, don’t be sorry. Always good to know I’m not repulsive. I meant, do you want to deal with it now since you didn’t come?”

Dream glances toward the guest bedroom, unable to believe Hob is actually propositioning him. Unable to believe the yes that offers itself at once. Hob continues. “My facial shoot, later? Could just switch things around and get it done now if you’re ready to go.”

“Of course,” says Dream, magnanimously. Of course that’s what Hob meant.

[bialbovi]

Had an appointment today bc my skin was making me anxious and doodled these while I was waiting in line

I DIDNT KNOW THEY ADDED more COLOURS IN NOTES?? AND I CAN ZOOM?? I CAN JUST DRAW ON MY PHONE NOW??? whattt since when

Also I wrote way too much in tags but I guess I want people to sketch and doodle more!! Please do it. Doodles are lovely :з

[deadreality404]

Light and Misa

On the topic of Light and Misa's relationship after L dies.

A part of me finds it funny how the two people in the entire cast of death note who would be the least likely to admit that they are miserable with their lives come to live together.

It's sad, yes, but it's also funny in the way sad things are sometimes.

Like you have Light, who is miserable because he has doomed himself to a life of boredom once again after killing L. Except this time it's worse because now he knows what it's like to not be in ennui. Now he knows what it's like to have someone that thinks on the same wavelength as him and to face off against them and he will never be able to experience that high ever again because the one who gave him that high is dead. L's grave has been dug - his body buried. He will never ever wake up again to play another game with Light.

On the other hand you have Misa who has not only sacrificed what is like 75% of her life (not that I think that she actually wanted that long of a life) but also the one being since her parents died that loved her dearly. Rem is dead and she has been sacrificed by Misa for the love of a man that is incapable of loving her. She spends her time desperately trying to find traces of love in her life with Light but she can't find them no matter how hard she tries and self-delusion can only take her so far. As a solution she tries to seduce Light which - do I even have to explain how poorly that works? Plus Misa's misogyny internal or otherwise and her self-destructive tendency to recklessly destroy her platonic relationships with others makes it hard for me to imagine her having a deep relationship with anyone in her life. So once again in her life, Misa is alone and loveless which is probably something she considers to be a fate worse than death.

But will these two part way and try to find joy in their lives?

No. No they will not.

They will just keep lying to themselves and pretending that they are fine even when the bright pink dungeon of hopelessness that they call an apartment is on metaphorical fire.

[moeblob]

i have no idea where the compulsion to giver her a pokemon came from ??? but her and her minccino gotta go make sure her husband stays safe.

[raindrvq]

me after dallas gives me his jacket at the park

[copia]

Get to Know Your Mutuals! tagged by @circle--of--confusion, tysm!! <3 (sorry it took me a while to do this)

what's the origin of your username? ...hehe (this one is obvious but my main is the name of a mediocre torchwood episode)

OTP(s) + shipname: not big into shipping tbh - for ghost i'll pick a ghoul who serves my nefarious purposes with the papa of the hour lmao

favourite colour: blue :3

song stuck in my head: do i have to say it (satanized!!!!!!!!)

weirdest habit/trait: i've got autism so weird traits are my diagnosis :/ i really enjoy getting piercings or blood tests/vaccinations which is apparently odd, and i'm so un-squeamish that it worries my mother

hobbies: besides yapping on the internet and looking at copia images (and writing/editing) i play piano and do muay thai! both are kind of difficult to access atm (there's only one piano on campus and my gym takes an hour to get to). i occasionally do western boxing too and have sailed a lot (dinghies & the odd yacht) but that's an impossibility with my current financial/academic situation

if you work, what's your profession? full time student atm, studying biomed engineering (electronics). i'm in my final year and am struggling. planning a potential career change to vet med but that'll have to be after a bit of work (& probably getting more lab experience)

if you could have any job you wish what would you have? vet!!! i'm back to where I was at 5 years old with that one. bad work experience put me off pursuing it straight out of school but i was an idiot 16 year old when i made that decision, and also didn't see a future for myself. i can see one now and i know what's right for it :D i'll be applying for accelerated grad courses next year if they'll accept my biomed (cough electronic cough engineering) degree for that

something you're good at: maths

something you hate: embedded programming and machine learning and signal processing and matlab and eagle pcb design oh my god dont get me started

something you collect: i don't collect anything but i do own 3 copies of the three musketeers. and i'll reach 4 i'm not messing around

something you forget: not much, not even nights out. i have autism

your love language: idk what counts as a love language tbh. i like being helpful or giving people things or generally doing something that makes them happy. but ig that's just what love is as a whole

favourite movies/shows: hannibal!!

favourite food: was rømmegrøt when i could still eat/access it but my current fav is laoganma chilli in oil ... laoganma BELOVED (my housemate gave me a cushion with laoganma printed on it with the corresponding maritime letter flags because she knows me very well)

favourite animal: my cat tommy (16yrs in these photos. isn't he stunning)

what were you like as a child? autistic

favourite subject in school: english!

least favourite subject: german, because it wasn't taught well (like any mfl in uk state schools from my experience) and nobody took it seriously

what's your best character trait? this one got me thinking because idk. but i think i'm very non-judgemental. got the mindset 'all people are people' to an extreme

what's your worst character trait? i can get quite jealous, and not to be tmi but the emotional dysregulation is bad. won't elaborate 😭

if you could change any detail of your life right now, what would it be? also a bit tmi but i'd love for my father to be a real one sometimes

if you could travel in time, who would you like to meet? the set of great-grandparents on my mother's side who i never got to meet :') they were my mum's real parents and i think i would have loved them

tagging (no pressure as per usual and i'm sorry if anyone here has already been tagged!)-- @unsettlingcreature @watertankafternoon @vpyre @delullu @lilspacewolfie @dolceterzo @sadistic-cardinal :3

[avenin7]

I drew revalink as sky kids!

(yes I’m aware that Link is already in the game and has two capes but I wanted to design him on my own!)

at least they aren’t floating in an all white background!

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

Ari, I swear I've always been normal abt Suguru (LIKE FR) but, u've made him soso sick for ME,, and Idrk know what to feel abt

anon this made me smile like the scheming eunuch cat …. always so pleased to know i’ve made someone mentally ill abt him this is what i’m here for 🫶 HE IS SICK . IT’S NOT EVEN A ME THING HE’S JUST SO DEVASTATING TT ……….

[t-u-i-t-c]

"Time to trade places."

[monards]

sometimes the hater agenda gets to me. and i need to reason myself away from it

[skin-slave]

[kittlyns]

Wrote out like a 5000 word vent post only for tumblr to scramble the tags so I guess that one is staying in my head forever and ever