#these ones arent as visible as my last ones

[littlest-bugz]

I got my new ankle braces today :D

They removed my ankle privileges :(

[musashi]

i love you people with cluster b disorders. im sorry about the world

[mbat]

dude something im realizing as im basically speedrunning wow pet achievements because i keep doing pet battles to get the pets i want, is how much better it is to actually be able to see the pets before i enter the battle

because in pokemon and pokemon-adjacent games they usually do that thing where you cant see what youre going to get, and sure thats a staple of the genre but its one of the most infuriating parts of it. like stuff can still be rare if you can see it dude, please just make them visible....

[alsaurus-loves-dean]

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[where-does-the-heart-lie]

Revolutionary Army Punk AU

Ft: Luffy (not punk)

Steampunk is cool but i think just straight up punk would be cooler. I just think what they stand for lines up a lot better

Design notes:

I did some research and talked to a punk friend of mine for these as i am not a punk, myself, and I dont want to look like a poser. I think i did a really good job translating them and i want to explain my thoughts!

Sabo was first, of course.

I not only wanted to make the characters punk, but i also wanted to crank their designs up about 20 notches, so i gave Sabo’s scar one hell of an upgrade. In this version I tried to make it very clear that that cannon ball hit him head-on. I think it works really well with his punk vibes because under-cuts and shaved parts of the head in general are very popular in punk culture.

I largely tried to keep the silhouettes the same with this au, and It was really easy to keep it with Sabo because of the fact that he already has a lot of design elements that translate well to punk. His big pants into tall boots were perfect to translate, crust pants and steel toed boots fits him well. Trench coats arent a staple in Punk, but i couldnt take the coats away from him… him or Belo. They deserve it…

I threw away his cravat for a choker, i replaced his vest with a red tank top and his undershirt for fishnets, Patches up the wazoo, he looks very cool.

Belo Betty was next, she was super easy to translate. She’s already in the punk spirit with her tits out, we love to see it. Her hat was really difficult to translate, along with all the other hats, but a red knitted hat that has those two points cuz it’s essentially a scarf sewed together looks nice on her.

My punk friend suggested i give her a bunch of nets and harnesses and i really agreed that was her style, so i gave her red tie to Morley, slapped some harnesses on her and just overall just turned her sexy up like 50 notches. I think i was clever how i adapted her striped stockings here with how they have runs in them.

Karasu is almost the exact same. I just threw out his dinky little cravat and gave him a bandana and harness. I also gave him piercings. That’s the only difference. In the words of my Punk friend “hes naked and wearing a spiked mask, He can hang”

Speaking of what my punk friend said, he said that Lindbergh would get “demolished” in the pit, and that he looks like he’s scared of bees. The consensus was that he couldn’t hang. But also i still had to make him punk, so then he suggested CBGB punks:

Redneck, bluegrass, southern american punks. I was really in a rut with his design, I didn’t know what to do to keep the silhouette of his backpack. But everything changed when I chance got the idea of a guitar. And then everything flowed from there

Morley was really really fun. Punk friend suggested i make him Pop Punk, inspired by this pic

Mainly Lindsey way with this plaid skirt and tie

He was so so fun to draw, i love his fucked up eyes.

For dragon, i didnt change much at all, even though it’s only his bust that’s shown. Imagine everything is the same, except now he has piercings. Dragon isnt concerned with the punk fashion, but the punk cause.

For Luffy, I wasnt trying to make him punk, but he felt a bit plain looking like base Luffy next to punk Sabo, so i just did the “turn design up 20 notches”, and just gave him a more visibly tattered hat, bangles and waist beads.

That’s about it! Ive been getting a lot of comments and asks lately saying that you guys like when i go on my design explanations, and i realized that i didnt do that for the last few AU’s, so i thought id type this up :)

Thank you for reading!

[volkswagenital]

tbh im mostly over what happened. i think just having it unresolved looming over my head (and the immediate aftermath of the fallout) just had me really fucked up. what happened was really really fucked up- and i wont bullshit about that. but i thought i mightve needed help moving on but really all i needed was it to end and a bit of time. im feeling mostly okay about it now- im just bothered that it even happened at all. like, i sure wish it didnt, and i wish that a friendship was possible, but the finality brought a much needed closure.

[hihellomy]

SAHSRAU IDEA

WARNING:Religious themes, cult themes, semi existencisl crisis, Boothill leaks(backstory)

Now listen ever since Boothill leaks dropped of his backstory i hated the IPC, and then i went on to learn more about them and damn. If Sahsr were real theyd be dead by now.

Like i take my hatred seriously, i just started Topaz's quest and i was nitpicking the most humbling options and the ones that were most pessimistic towards IPC, i decided to not pull ANY IPC CHARACTER, Topaz, Aventurine, Jade, Im not pulling any of them, f the shield and f the treasure, and my love for Boothill is visible, hes the reason i redownloaded (i was still very much in the tutorial part) and kept the game this time, and while my saving could have been bigger(i got a bit greedy on standard pulls) their at 110 with no pity on both character and weapon banner, i am getting that mf

And thew self aware lenses the Astral express is debating, the IPC arent perfect, yes, but they have friends there, they DID help places, but their grace refused to have anything even remotely positive towards them, should they...cut off all ties? If it pleases their grace maybe, and they cant deny how valid your concerns are, they are bad people, they have disapointed their grace, in fact youd be happy if they got wiped wouldnt you? No, youd want them alive. To torture them, and then... For their last breath will serve as a suficient offering

The IPC meanwhile are sweating bullets, some of them are aware of how rotten they are, some genuanly believe they are good, Topaz unfortunatly falls into the second category, she and Numpy are reaching high and low for only the best treasure for your offerings, pleading, begging you to forgive their actions, and maybe you could, if she felt and never looked back, burning away what was left, Aventurine's hands better off being choped off, its vibrating from panic, hes pacing back and forth, chewing on his glowes, can he even leave if he wanted to? who would he turn to? what would he do then? He may have been blessed by Mama Fengu but you... You are anything else, he doesnt like the IPC either but he knows that if you could, youd travel back in time and give him the coldest responses, and death threats behind that beautiful, safe screen. Jade, Miss Jade, Powerful and in control Jade, knew she was the most screwed from the three, it was no secret, what she did to Aventurine, her slaves, they held their usual expressions but she knew they were smilling on the inside, awaiting your rescuse from her hands, she knows turning over a new lief wasnt an option, youd just laugh at the idea she could reddem what she did, all she can do is call Diamond and seek a solution, what else is there

Boothill, Ive never seen him happier, he cant wait for hes release, for you to come pick him up, get him a brand new gun, give him all those thingamagics to make him stronger, to better make you happy, you care so much about him, hes your favorite, he hopes youll be happy w ith his trial and still choose him, hell do his best there! Oh he can already hear and see it all when the prophecy comes true, for when that stupid, cage breaks.... The wedding bells... The little rascals.... He already has a few names planned! Isnt he so great?

[mukbangg]

Can you maybe do one where billy and fem!reader have been in a relationship for a year or something like that and haven’t gotten intimate yet and one day when they’re hanging out somewhere their kids kind of turns into a make out session and billy indicates he wants to go further but reader is scared so he kind of guides her in a comforting way?

Thank you!!

Oki

Being with billy is like honey.

Hes so warm you practically melt whenever you're near him and your giddy grin is reflex at this point.

Sweet sweet Billy, jesus you're drunk off him hes just so lovely.

Sometimes you spend hours kissing him like you can inhale him, saliva slick on both your chins as you suck his bottom lip and lick the roof of his mouth.(he always snorts when you do that its ticklish)

Though, all these intense makeout sessions never lead anywhere. As soon as his hands slid a little lower, you're jolting, breath stilling as you pull away with an almost shameful look. Billy doesnt mind though, hes always quick to assure you that you dont have to do anything you're not comfortable with.

Sweet, gentle Billy,despite all his bloody history and those unnerving eyes which was the last glimpse of many men before their inevitable death at his hands. He presses soft kisses into your hair, whisper honeyed words into your ear, and you're cuddling into his chest, assured that you've got nothing to be sorry for.

Maybe its all the stories from the brothel woman, the mid wives and mothers and such, its built up some subconscious fear of the act itself that it makes you hesitate each time.

So when you find yourself in his lap, panting into each other's mouths as you grind down on him, the same fear grips you and you freeze.

Billy understood immediately, pulling away as his palm cups your nape and forehead presses against yours.

"Hey doll,"

He murmurs, nudging your nose with his.

"Back to earth? We dont got to do anything, hmm?"

He kisses your cupid's bow softly, tongue darting out to lick your lips.

"I like kissing you anyways. We can just do that,'kay doll?"

But you're shaking your head slowly, teeth digging into your bottom lip.

"I can...I wanna do this, Billy. With you,"

He hears the hesitance in your voice and he quirks his lips to the side, humming in thought.

"You sure? Dont wanna make you feel forced or anything. You know that you dont have to, right?"

And you nod your head, smiling up at him all sweet the way he knows you're not changing your mind.

"My best girl,"

He whispers, dropping his head down to the crook of your neck, kissing the soft skin there.

"You'll tell me if you dont wanna, 'kay doll? I'll be real gentle, I promise,"

And gentle he was, practically worshipping you as he slips your dress off, kiss up your thighs and slide your panties off. Your legs instinctively try to close, but hes fit himself between them, just resting his chin below your belly button.

"Shy, arent you?"

He murmurs, lips curving into a loopy smile.

"Here, gimme your hands, doll,"

You reach down obediently, lips pursed before you let them quirk up in a tight smile when he places your hands over his eyes.

Your soft squeeze was all he needs before hes kissing down your pussy lips, tongue diving in to lap at your already drooling hole up to you cute little clit. Hes so slow, making sure you know he wants to take care of you. And before you know it, your hands had slide up to curl in his hair, tugging softly hips bucking into his face and he chuckles into your wet pussy knowing hes got you over your hurdle.

Hai who am I kidding, heres an extra drabble:

"Fuuucckkk doll, your lil' cunny's sucking me all the way in,"

Billy huffs, breathless as you writhed under him.

Hes got one large palm on your belly, pressing down slightly on the small bulge that's visible when he thrusts into you.

"All this time I've been jerking myself, and you've had this sweet cunt right hereohhhh fuck-"

He chokes out before hes cumming again, emptying his balls straight into your womb.

And you? You dont know how many times you've cummed already, too dumbed out and filled with pleasure(and cum).

The bottom of you butt is wet, a mixture of both your fluids spilling out your abused hole whenever he fucks into you. The loud squelch as he shifts was vile, a fat glob leaking out your when he pulls out, gliding his still hard cock through your fold.

Billy taps your face, running his hand through your mussed hair.

He runs the swollen head of his cock against your clit, earning a squeal from you as he chuckles.

"Aaandd shes gone. Fucked you dumb did I, doll?"

"Billllyyyyy!!! S'too much-"

But you dont get to finsh as your voice tapers off into a sob, his thumb sliding across your aching clit, slipping a little from how slick it is.

"C'mon doll, y'can do it, c'mon- ahfuck,"

He pushes his thick cock in just as you squirt, coating his pelvis as he continues rubbing your clit.

"Billy- billy-"

You sob, each snap of his hips coaxing spurts of clear liquid out as his tip hits that sweet spot in you just right.

"You're ready to be a momma for me, hmm? My pretty lil' momma,"

Gods, what were you thinking denying yourself Billy's cock this whole time? Every jolt of pleasure fries straight up your spine and zaps every thought out your head. You just wanna take every load he dumps in you, let him plug you with his fingers as he fuck his cum back in.

[delulujuls]

papaya nails and everything nice | op81

hi! i dont really know how to comment on that one, i just get this idea from few videos where oscar actually admitted that he has very interesting relationship with his nails

anyway, is this original? i think it is. is this wholesome? hell yes, we do be supportin in this household. enjoy!

summary: oscar is having an unusual problem but it's nothing a manicure cant fix

warnings: none, i hope that painted nails on a boy arent a trigger

pairing: oscar piastri x fem!mclarendriver (ft. lando)

Oscar had been struggling to get himself together for some time now. As far back as he could remember, he considered himself as organized and put-together person who kept everything in check. However, for the past few weeks he had been the complete opposite—nothing seemed to go his way, he was incredibly scattered, sleeping poorly and was always last-minute everywhere.

This day was no exception to the rule that had persistently dominated Piastri's life for the past few weeks. Hurrying, he entered the garage running late and quickly started changing, not wanting to delay the start of training. His hair was messy, clearly having just detached from the pillow a few moments ago. Y/N observed her friend from the corner of her eye, seeing him struggle with unzipping his jumpsuit. Without hesitation, she approached him and eased his suffering, helping him with the zipper.

"Thanks," he mumbled, throwing a fleeting glance at his friend. Only then did Y/N noticed that Oscar's face was marked by several red streaks.

"Something happened?" she asked, clearly concerned. The recent strange behavior of Oscar had not escaped anyone on the team and she was no exception.

"I overslept, nothing new lately," Piastri casually replied, putting on the jumpsuit and fastening it around his neck. He brushed his hair off his face and only now did Y/N have a full view of his face, where red stripes were visible on his even paler-than-usual skin.

"Yes, that too, but that's not what I meant," she said.

Y/N took her phone and showed him his reflection. He furrowed his brows in surprise but took the phone from her and looked at his face. It was a fact, there were strange red marks on it. After a moment, he figured out why he looked like so this morning.

"They're probably scratches; I must have done them in my sleep."

"Scratches?" she scrunched her eyebrows and involuntarily glanced at his nails when he handed her the phone. Indeed, Oscar's nails could make many girls envious.

Y/N still had something to ask, but she was called to take her place in the car. She didn't have the chance to exchange a single word with Oscar until lunchtime. The couple sat in the cafeteria and as Y/N was familiar with both the old Oscar, whom she had known for several years and the slowly emerging new Oscar, she had never paid much attention to his hands or, more importantly, his nails.

"Has this happened to you before?" Y/N asked when they were both eating lunch and Oscar focused all his attention on what she assumed was his first eagerly awaited meal of the day.

"That I took two portions of rice with vegetables for lunch?" he asked with his mouth full, glancing at her in the meantime "No, honestly, this is my debut."

She rolled her eyes. "No, I'm not asking about that. I mean, have you ever looked like you've just met Wolverine?"

"Still have those marks?"

Y/N nodded in response as she continued eating.

Oscar sighed, swallowing what was in his mouth and wondering whether to tell her about the embarrassing nonsense that had haunted him for as long as he could remember. Seeing her curious gaze he decided to confess to her an unusual fact about himself.

"I can't cut my nails."

Oscar threw this statement into the air without much ado. Honestly, at this point in his life where he was and with all the things happening, most of which didn't go the way they should, thinking about things like his unfortunate nails would be total foolishness.

"Oh, really?" she was surprised, but it was the kind of surprise when you hear some fun fact you didn't know before.

"You reacted like I just told you that there are twice as many kangaroos as people in Australia."

"It's quite an unusual thing, you're probably the first person I know who can't do it."

"I don't know if it's something to feel special about, although probably yes since for the rest of the day, I look like I do."

Oscar replied, pointing to his scratched face.

"What's worse," he continued, not interrupting his eating, "Even when I manage to deal with them, it takes a moment and they look the same again. They grow terribly fast."

"If you want, I can help you with them," she offered, glancing at him.

Oscar hesitated for a moment and after that he looked at her uncertainly.

"Could you?"

"Of course!"

Shortly afterward, Y/N's hotel room turned into improvised nail salon. She took her task very seriously, pleased that Oscar allowed her to do anything extra such as cutting his cuticles or giving his hands a massage with a cookie-scented cream.

"You have nice nails," he said when she massaged his hands. Her nails had short square shapes with a matte finish. The color was no surprise; it was papaya orange. "Do PR people dip their fingers in this too?"

Y/N laughed and shook her head.

"No, I just noticed this nail polish in the drugstore and I thought I'd take it. It amused me that this color haunts me everywhere."

"Do you do your nails yourself?" Oscar looked at her with a slight shock. "It must be terribly hard and time-consuming."

"I've been doing them for a few years now and as you can see they are pretty simple, so with each time I get better at it."

She replied, taking a bit more cream. She noticed that he was silently looking at her hands; it seemed that he was particularly paying attention to her nails.

"I can paint yours too if you want."

"Mine?"

Y/N nodded and Oscar looked at her, shocked by how effortlessly she seemed to read his thoughts.

"Painted nails aren't for boys. "

Y/N rolled her eyes.

"Anyone can have painted nails, Oscar."

"Zac would be pissed at me. PR people probably too."

"Fuck Zac, fuck PR people," she looked him in the eyes. "Everyone has the right to look how they want, so if Lewis can have earrings and tattoos, Alex could have red hair, then you or any other guy can have painted nails."

Oscar hesitated for a while, looking at her uncertainly. He was silent for a moment, thinking hard. However, he decided that it was time to finally do something contrary to the norm. He has stuck to the rules and regulations all his life, so it's time to make a small concession that won't harm anyone.

"Can you make them for me with a shiny finish?"

Y/N smiled and nodded, hurriedly getting off the bed and grabbing her bag with all the supplies. The smile on Oscar's face appeared with each painted nail, pushing away his fears and insecurities.

When the girl started finishing his other hand after more than an hour, Lando came into the bedroom without any warning, complaining about his friends and the fact that none of them had replied to any of his messages for over forty minutes.

When Norris noticed what he was witnessing, he opened his mouth in shock and his eyes almost fell out of his sockets. Both Oscar and Y/N knew their friend's unfiltered chatter, so they mentally prepared themselves for some comment from him. But beside that, he hurriedly took off his shoes and all excited sat on the bed, rolling up his sleeves.

"Oh my God! Will you do mine too?"

[slafkovskys]

is there any moment when luke and angel arent together that they end up seeing one another all alone in one room? like i imagine the entire hughes family tries their best for that to not happen when theyre not there with her but … it kind of is inevitable, isnt it?

she can’t deny the pit that forms in her stomach when she sees his car parked in the driveway. she shakes away the feeling, killing the engine and grabbing her bag from the passenger seat before making her way towards the front door because surely he wasn’t- he couldn’t be.

she twists the door knob, staring down at a picture that quinn had sent of drew and jim chilling in a golf cart captioned caddies as she waltzes through like she owned the place. the house was abnormally quiet, ellen’s usual shuffling around absent which causes her to look up and she stops in the middle of the hallway at the sight of him.

they stare at each other for a moment frozen in place. the last time that she had seen luke was from a distance at the cup parade two months before and he looked so different. his hair was a little longer, he had some attempt at facial hair sprouting along his jaw, and his eyes were a little brighter than they had been for the last year. he looked, well, he looked good.

he blinks, the confusion evident on his face as he utters the words, “are you okay?”

“why wouldn’t i be?” she says before realizing that to him at least, she had walked into the house without any warning. it was something that she had grown used to doing over the years, even after their falling out when it was an unspoken rule that whenever she was there, luke would miraculously always have plans. she shakes her head, “no, i- i’m sorry. ellen and i, we were going to go grab some lunch today and i was supposed to meet her here.”

“are you sure that it was today? she just left for some meeting like twenty minutes ago,” luke raises his eyebrows and her face falls. he watches as she pulls out her phone and closes her eyes, letting out a soft fuck. he sends her a soft grin, “let me guess, the plans are for thursday and not today?”

“i’m sorry. i really thought it said tuesday,” she stares at the screen for a second longer as if willing the word to change and when it doesn’t, she looks at the boy again. she lets out a quiet chuckle, “guess i have a free day now. q and j took the babies to the golf course-”

“with my dad?” luke finishes for her. he doesn’t seem bitter, but she could see the flicker of sadness in his eyes. he scratches the back of his neck awkwardly, “i figured when i saw him shoving two mini sets of clubs into the back of his car before he left. they’re the only babies he knows- well, the only babies he knows that he spoils like that.”

the two share a laugh at the mere thought of jim trying to coax a golf club into one of the nine month old’s hands. she had already gotten a slew of pictures from the boys, one of wren wearing a glove that was basically the length of her arm and another of drew being balanced by quinn in one arm while he seemed to be teeing up with his free hand to which she immediately called the man and had to be reassured that drew was safely in the golf cart before quinn had even pushed his tee into the ground.

she shifts her weight from foot to foot before clearing her throat, “um, i guess i’ll get going, then. seriously, i’m sorry about this.”

“not as sorry as i am.”

“luke,” she mumbles, eyes shifting to stare at a picture of all three boys when they were kids so she wouldn’t have to look at him, “please-”

“i know, i just wanted you to hear me say it,” he pauses, “you don’t have to forgive me and i don’t expect you to, but if i could just have a chance to explain why i did it-”

“you have a good reason for leaving me during the scariest time of my life and then basically ghosting me?” she questions and she turns her attention back to luke, watching as he visibly deflates. she stares at him, the tension between the two so thick not even a chainsaw could cut through, before she shakes her head, “i’ll never forgive you for what you did to me, to us.”

luke can only nod, letting his eyes drift to the floor.

“come by the house tomorrow afternoon. the boys are done training at one, don’t come before then. the twins usually nap around three so if you want to meet them, get there before then. this is going to be the only time that i even consider hearing what you have to say,” she says and he hangs onto every word, nodding along, “don’t mess it up.”

“i won’t.”

[valscodblog]

hiya !! 💗

do u take valeria (garza, cod) reqs? If so, could i request something along the lines of uhhhh ... knife flirting (・・;)

interrogatinf Valeria but u arent really interrogating her, just pointing a dagger at her, passively aggressively flirtin with her lmaoo 😭 ex: "you wanna go toe-to-toe with me, bonita? I'll rearrange your guts n' have you on your back so fast you'll think you're on a date" "You're not as threatening as you think you are, cabra. you'll be the one having her (or their) guts rearranged when i stick my hand up your --"

...

😵‍💫

thnak u soso much in advance!! If u dont write for val just let this req rot in ur inbox because having pwople post a decline of ur asks is so freaking embarrasing 😨😨😨😨😨

Much love !!!

-🃏🌀⭐️

OMG HIIII??? MY VERY FIRST REQUEST??? AND IT'S FOR MY WIFE? FUCK YES? I CAN TOTES WRITE THIS FOR YOUUU????

Interrogation, Valeria Garza x Reader

Warnings: 15+ THE REST OF YOU LOOK AWAY, dark elements, Mentions of guts (bc we freaky here), SHORT ASFFF bc im on a phone and writing on my phone is KILLING MY BRAINCELLS, HOPE I DID THIS JUSTICE <333

Well. Fuck.

Here she was. El Sin Nombre. Or, as you forced her to admit, Valeria Garza. Damn...she was pretty. And like all pretty people you had before you, you wanted to play with them. So here you two were.

Your knife digging into her arm as you stood above her, holding her chin as to force her to look up at you. "Bonita...Muy bonita," you mused softly as you dragged the knife down, leaving a visible but thin white scratch mark that soon turned red with irritation.

"Que tu quedes, Pendeja?" Valeria spat out at you, and you giggled. "Information, what else?" and Valeria's jaw locked. "Puta. I'd rather lose my life than give you what you want. Por que-" "I don't care what you have to say, El Sin Nombre. You will give me what I want because, I don't Ever kill my emimys...for there are fates worse than death."

You jabbed the knife into her side gently, as to make sure she didn't start bleeding out on you. Valeria grunted and muttered, "You work for who, then?" "Oh, Val. I work for myself. Not one four one...not Los Vaqueros...Solo Yo." and Valeria saw an opportunity.

"Why don't we-" "Work together? Ha! Who do you think I am, Pendeja? I'm a lone wolf-with the exception of a few goons." "one of them sneaking their way into my-" "We know, we know. Listen. You gonna start talking ro so help me."

"Why? You gonna stab me if I don't, Muchacha?" You gripped her Jaw with an iron grip and said, "No. I told you I don't kill my enemies." and Valeria made a low gurgling noise in the back of her throat.

You held the knife point to her throat. "you wanna go toe-to-toe with me, bonita? I'll rearrange your guts 'n' have you on your back so fast you'll think you're on a date" "You're not as threatening as you think you are, cabra. you'll be the one having your guts rearranged when i stick my hand up your --"

a thick woden door slammed open and Valeria's hands flew up to your wrist. "About time, Luis!" she shouted, grabbing your knife and then shoving you out of the way.

the last thing you saw before she knocked you out was her face right in yours, and the last thing she said to you was, "Never play with your prey, Muchacha. They can quickly turn the Hunter."

[vind3miat0r]

*taps mic* is this thing on?

hello! can I hear about your sam and darlin headcanons (if you haven't already)

ooh my one true weakness. i dont rlly have many Sam and Darlin' hcs since theyre not one of my favorite couples, but i shall try my best 🫡

— chronic pain!Darlin who, before meeting Sam, ignored their chronic pain when it flared up because "it wasnt that bad." after meeting Sam, they realized the value in taking a day to rest (lowkey based off of how my scoliosis flared up for the first time ever last week and i decided to take a day off instead of doing schoolwork)

— Sam has a filter, but sometimes he will say the most out of pocket shit and shock everyone since hes usually such a southern gentleman. the first time this happened around Darlin' they stared at him slack-jawed for 10 seconds straight

— Darlin' and Sam who both have mild mysophobia (fear of germs), and keep their house meticulously clean. they take one day out of the week to do a deep clean, and always do light cleans throughout the week (also lowkey based off of how i hate the way my phone feels after i hold it for too long because my hands start sweating and i end up cleaning it like every two hours)

— Darlin' whose wolf form is white and is forbidden from shifting in the house when its shedding season (the fur gets EVERYWHERE and its extra visible to the eye since it white)

— Sam who had taken to avoiding mirrors before Darlin' asked him what color his eyes were. he stills avoids them but sometimes he'll pass in front of one and swear that his reflection has brown eyes

sorry there arent that much :( as i said Sam and Darlin' arent in my favorite couples, so i dont really have much for them

[infernothechaosgod]

THE CHAINED CIRCUS POST!

(If youve been ever intrested in my blog please read this it would mean alot to me!)

I've realized i've been talking about my comic the chained circus for quite some time but barely explained whats it about what characters are in it and overall how it'll look so heres a post explaining what The chained circus or TCC comic is!

Since last year i've been meaning to make a comic using rubberhose public domain characters, before steamboat willie came into the public domain i planned to make a very diffrent plot based comic that was suppoust to be a "fan" work and looking back would probably end up too big for me, but with steamboat willie free now i've decided i'll try to not break any trademarks or copyrights and make an plot-gag oryginal comic

the characters are based on their already known counterparts and there is inspiration taken from comics and shorts that still belong to the walt disney company and dreamworks inc. however the characters arent the same, there are many things changed about them role wise, design wise and characterization wise, at first I aimed to have them be as close to their most popular characterizations but then i realized that I had perspective on some of these characters others do not have and after few nights spent looking at the wall intensly and thinking I decided to do what I find the most fun and intresting despite it posibly not being a take everyone might enjoy or find "accurate" it is a take I put lots of love and hope into

indie works have been a big intrest of mine for years and public domain made me see some real gorgeous stories with lots of work put into them from other other small artist, what I admired the most about them is how the characters often got re-written in ways that would not even be looked at in corporate workspaces, and after slowing things down I looked at my own work from an outsiders perspective and asked myself "why shoudnt I write them diffrently to how they were written before?" and the only answears that I could think of made me feel more like a executive breathing down an artists neck rathen than the artist

while I understand my takes on characters in the story might not be everyones cup of tea I like them and genuinely have fun with them and must ask everyone reading this who do enjoy already existing takes on all of these characters to at least give my works a chance and look at them for a moment even from the corner of your eye

Whats the comic about?

Its about toons that at their lowest [or stupidest] decided to sign a contract with a shady ringmaster simply referred to as "MR" the toons are now stuck working for him as entertainers at his circus...a very porly managed circus, MR is not the brightest and while not truly evil he is quite stupid, that mixed with his greed leads to circus endlessly having to deal with something, be it undoing a badly struck deal, having to preform in shady places, sudden changes in their work schedules none are happy with or the accual devil who knows!

what type of a comic is this?

The chained circus is a gag comic! mostly lighthearted many chapters/stories wont be very plot driven but despite that there still will be ongoing plot in it you might wanna follow!

unlike a typical gag comic things will change overtime, one story wont be forgotten to make another one work and suddently characters wont forget their lessons or morals from before [unless theres an accual reason for it in the story]

And while the comic is mostly a comedy there will be serious moments in it there and there but do not worry! anything that will require a content warning or a trigger warning will be marked at the start of the chapter/in title card [ I write more about that below ]

overall id say that there will be more gag and comedy focused chapters but the lore/story driven chapters will leave a stronger mark after themselfs

The artstyle?

The comic will be in black and white with the only color visible being yellow, i plan on making the artstyle slightly messy i want you to feel like youre looking at something indie, not put through corporstions eye, i plan on the lineart being a bit rought and the texture of both characters fur and clothes will have noise to it, I dont plan on making it visualy busy or overwhelming but you'll mostlikely wont see much still color (or well brightness)

while not ideal and more of concept art here are some examples

Who will be the main characters?

The main characters are

Michael charm (mickey mouse) as the clown

Oswald charm (oswald the lucky rabbit) as the arial dancer

Julius. (Julius the cat) he does all the paperwork

Minerva mice (minnie mouse) as the magician

Francine fanny cottontail (sometimes reffered to as "bunny lou") as the Contortionist

Peg leg pete (accual name "peter fluffpaw") as the strong man

While the recurring Side characters are

MR. - The circuses ringmaster, but definitley not head, the man that menaged to lock others in with a bunch of contracts but cant multiply by 2 (oryginal character)

Alice comedy - julius' right hand woman and best friend! She helps with the paperwork and despite not spending much time with the toons because of their...strong reaction to her, she tries to be kind and helpful to them, what a sweet kid! (alice comedies)

Age rating? content warnings?

The chained circus is very much not made with children in mind but also not adults, id say its rated T (teen, aka 13+) While i don't plan on making every character swear every chapter 40+ times an ocassional cuss word there and there might be dropped, some humor can be based around more adult themes, none of it would be too serious, it is a gag comic afterall but I do plan on putting warnings at the start of the chapter at the title card since i belive all triggers are valid, there will be 3 levels of warnings,

Blue for jokes or brief mentions

Purple for slightly serious implements/showcases

Red for explicit serious showcases

do keep in mind that red rating will be barely used and most likely will be for things like characters being in distress, scary imaginary, heavier arguments and such, things I belive could be heavy or upseting for some but not dreadfull, like I said more plot driven chapters will happen but it is suppoust to be a comedy comic at the end of the day

when and where can I read it?

I plan on writing out a whole chapter then uploading it over the course of 2 weeks publishing few pages at the time [as you decided on a poll i made] the comic will be avaiable here, comic fury and on my neocities website! I'll link all of them here when the first pages of the pilot will be out

as of relase date I hope to start publishing first pages this month but cant yet tell if early on or later on I'll update this post and make other seperate posts about it when I figure it out

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING THIS POST! LIKE I SAID IT MEANS ALOT TO ME AND WORDS CANT EXPRESS HOW MUCH ANY SUPPORT OF YOURS MEANS TO ME! <3<3<3<3<3

Feel free to tag me, ask me anything in my askbox or reblog or comment whatever id love to answear your questions or hear your thoughts ^ ^!

[gikairan]

......I've been home all day and royal mail didn't even ring my doorbell ( ouo)b

The driver just couldn't find my package in his van, so just filled out a card instead of... Taking a bit more time to find it.

This was a 48 hour guaranteed parcel that's been in their hands... Since last Wednesday.....

Royal Mail is really doing everything to make me lose my faith in them, istg......

[heartfullofleeches]

jealous s/o who loves leaving love bites on priest?

(Reader is a Pastor)

"I need to get to the church."

"Like hell you do."

Mantle torn from your shoulders, you're dragged backwards into the lovingly possessive arms of your spouse. Their eyes drink up every inch of your image from the mirror like the greedy devil they are, tongue lapping over the bruises and broken flesh that already pepper your collar.

"Nah, you're not leaving until they're visible. I was at church last Sunday- I saw how Davidson was looking at you. They might say they'll never find anyone other than their last partner, but I watched that harlot throw themselves all over you."

"Their spouse died last week."

"All the more reason to go after you now."

The conversation is cut by them latching onto your neck one more, sucking on that sweet spot between your jaw and throat. Honestly- what did you do to earn this little imp on your shoulder? Probably had to do with them getting rid of any competition, but they like to imagine there were a few sparks from you before hand as well.

"Honey-" Your attempt to pull them off you falls short as they grip your moving arms, pinning them to your chest as they proceed to lay kiss after kiss over your aching flesh.

"Face-mm.. it, sweetheart." They utter, pausing mid sentence to soothe you with another peck. "You're- irresistible. Those- old creeps arent just- being nice when they donate all their money at the end of- each service."

"You're ridiculous. That money goes directly into care for the church.

" 'm not. Just showing everyone who you belong to."

"Alright-"

You wedge your leg bewteen theirs, throwing them off balance as you turn in their grasp. They collapse atop the awaiting mattress as you pin them to frame with your body weight, buttoning your tight shirt down to your bust.

"I entertained your fit when I had the time, but now it's run thin. You don't need my forgiveness, but forgiveness in the eyes of the lord, and if you're going to get it - Well, you'll have to face retribution first.

[fxdizz-y]

Dreamer, aren't ya?

Part 2 of my last fic *wink wink*

Well yk what we're in peeps!

Simon Riley x Gen Z! GN! Reader

Soap burst out laughing at the stun Lieutenant, absolutely thinking about how hilarious his face probably is without the mask.

Gaz could of sworn he could shit himself if anyone made a sudden move that could set ghost off, still as a statue.

And Price? He's quite impress you aren't dead by now.

Well you are a really daring rookie, you probably didn't even know that the scary man people gossip about in the hallway is the guy you're on top right now.

You shift around, trying to get down from the stun lieutenant, only for him to firmly grip your legs so you didn't fall. You both were caught of guard with his actions.

Your thighs kinda squeeze his face a bit, and god he would love to have his mask off right now, along with your pants.

You could of sworn his breath is heavy under the mask for a split second before he collect himself again.

Fucking simp.

– "Ye enjoy 'tis a bit too much, aye L.T?"

Soap decided to tease. Gaz visibly choke on his saliva and slowly back away from the faux mohawk man.

Ghost glare dagger at the shorter male and respond with a firm 'No'.

Soap, having a bit too much fun, decide to pull the poor rookie off and wrap his arms around their waist.

– "Then s'alright with you if I borrow them a bit?"

Ghost is silent before grumble "fuck off" under his breath. He glance at you before walk away. His heavy stomps clearly means he's not happy.

– "Big ass baby"

Soap mutters under his breath before letting go of you as he laugh.

Gaz just shook his head and start to cackle alongside with soap. Fucking idiots.

Price scoff before roughly hitting your back, making you choke on your own saliva.

– "Si- SIR-"

You gasp out, coughing while Price just keep hitting your back trying to help you.

It took a moment for you to finally stop coughing, while staring at Price with silly stare.

Not gonna lie, the way Ghost tells you off stings a bit. It shouldn't be new to you but oh man.

You shook your head and excuse yourself out, wanting to lie down.

You yawn so you didn't saw a giant silhouette in front of you as you bump into it.

You curse as you rub your nose before looking up to see the one and only, Simon Riley.

He stare down at you startle but soon relax as he see that it's just you.

He apologize as he ask if you're okay.

Now that give you an opportunity to play around.

You whine as you rub your nose.

– "It hurts.."

Simon looking directly pass that act, he just shook his head and apologize one more time.

– "Sorry. Didn't see you there."

He add. The audacity.

You glare up at the man and pout, sticking your tongue out in a childish manner.

He bend down and you could feel him blowing gently on your nose through the balaclava, his eyes slightly squint implying that he smirks under the mask.

– "Bro bouta have me folding.."

You automatically mutter. Simon hear that and stare at you before standing up straight again.

– "Ah shit, you're not one of 'em weirdo arent ya.."

He groans out.

What? You're weird but you don't know what he meant by that.

It took all the energy to not start singing that one song from The Book of Life.

You shook your head, grinning from ear to ear as you lean yourself towards Ghost, not touching each other but it was enough to cause that tension around you both.

– "Be specific, L.T."

You practically purred out. And oh god. Simon could of sworn that just.. He decided to tower over you, making you lean back.

– "Speak English, Spring."

– "You have me on a chokehold, sir."

You giggle when you saw how taken aback he was due to you being straightforward.

Oh god this is gonna be fun.