#too bad im not processing em

[proshippers-against-censorship]

https://www.tumblr.com/proshippers-against-censorship/753562079700680704/i-have-a-lot-of-things-to-say-but-i-dont-want-to

Some clarifications since I guess I wasn’t very clear about a few things:

Thought crimes aren’t real not because a person’s thoughts don’t make them a bad person, but because we don’t always base what is and isn’t a crime on being a bad person. Cheating on your partner makes you a bad person, but it doesn’t make you a criminal in most cases. I’m not comparing cheating and “thought crimes” like I saw a few people say, I’m using it as an example of how our legal system isn’t based on morality and whether something is a crime or not can’t be used to determine good and bad.

I also saw someone speculating about whether my personal experiences with my PTSD and my intrusive thoughts were real, accusing me of appropriating mental health language. Thanks for that by the way guys, I love having my experiences questioned when they aren’t like yours. I’ve been going to therapy for this for a while now, and the things I described are exactly what my therapist told me to do.

I’ve never hurt myself before, and I don’t want to. There is no desire to act on the thoughts I have. Almost like they’re intrusive thoughts I don’t want. Which is ironic considering I’ve seen these exact same people make fun of antis for saying shit like “if your therapist is seriously recommending that, get a new therapist.” It’s always, other people don’t know any better than actual mental health professionals someone is actually speaking to, everyone’s healing journey is different and you don’t get to dictate how other people heal or what their experience is or is not, until it’s someone whose mental illnesses aren’t like yours. Then you know better than mental health professionals and you get to dictate if they’re “appropriating” language those mental health professionals have applied to them.

I have to do my showers in many small steps because I have to put down my razor and do something else so many goddamn times. It takes me hours. I have to stop not because I want to actually hurt myself, but because I cannot function with the thoughts for very long. The only way to get rid of the anxiety is to stop what I’m doing, do something else, then come back to it later. But I get it done eventually, and my therapist told me to keep doing exactly what I’m doing. I ignore the thoughts. I don’t try to get rid of the anxiety, because the anxiety isn’t the problem, the thought is.

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[nomidreams]

god i finally watched new episodes my honest reaction is jgiwoaoKzmxmkwkakkak

[millenniumhooha]

It's kinda crazy from an outside perspective like. How much I've changed in the last month regarding discussing my mental health and disability. Cause on the one hand, yeah, I have a reason I can point to.

Learning you have folate deficiency for fuck knows how long that's been very likely causing depression sucks. Getting put on meds for that and feeling instantly better (not 100% but holy shit it's like a weight has been lifted off of me), and knowing things could've been a lot easier a lot sooner is a bit frustrating. But I'm mostly just thankful I'm feeling more positive.

So yeah, I can use this to explain to people why I've gotten so much better at talking about myself and my epilepsy without just avoiding it and spiralling. I can get away with that.

But I'm living with the actual truth which is that while yes, that is all true. In actuality what truly made me talk about my feelings and epilepsy more was just making up a guy to tank the Horrors™ for me.

Like "well I wanna write a character with epilepsy but not the same as me so I'm gonna push past the discomfort for the sake of doing research" and it WORKED

I no longer get headaches when talking about my having epilepsy, I'm being more communicative with friends and family. I'm actually treating my disability like a disability rather than something I'm ignoring until it makes my life worse.

And all it took was making up a guy and going "fuck wait am I like this?? I dont wanna be like this"

I don't think there's any explaining that to people without sounding weird.

[thanatosaria]

just one look from me, lights out, watch em hit the ground 🗡️

[isaacathom]

shaking my two ocs in the scifi story like dolls. they should kiss.

[dckweed]

tiktok made me do it! gf vs tf141 bf..(vacation edition)

recap of my week: passed the 911 dispatchers exam with a 92.50% AND got the interview with the PD i wanted to interview for..im currently on day four of a migraine and had to call out of work because I need to go to the dr because my rescue pills haven’t even touched it..how was your guys’ week so far?

Vacations were supposed to be relaxing.

Sunshine. Crystal-clear water. Not being shot at for once.

That’s why you and your boyfriend—along with the rest of Task Force 141—were currently enjoying a well-deserved getaway at a tropical resort.

It was perfect.

Until you walked outside and saw your battle-hardened, highly-trained, special forces soldier of a boyfriend absolutely sloshed in the hot tub, belting out "Part of Your World" from The Little Mermaid at the top of his lungs.

Captain Price – "M’also in love."

Price was deep into his cups.

Whiskey bottle resting on the side of the hot tub. Shirtless. Chest hair glistening.

And absolutely slumped, letting the bubbling water carry him like a goddamn prince of the sea.

The second you step onto the patio, you hear it—

"I wanna be where the people are—"

You freeze.

Price lifts his arms, sloshing water as he gestures toward the sky.

"I wanna see—wanna see ‘em dancin’—"

Your jaw drops.

"John—"

He slowly turns his head.

Blink, blink.

"Sweetheart." His words are slurred, cheeks flushed from the booze.

"Are you drunk?"

"No."

The whiskey bottle tips over.

You stare at it.

You stare at him.

"John."

"M’a grown man, love. I can handle a bit of—" He gestures wildly and sloshes a tidal wave of hot tub water onto the patio.

"You absolute menace—"

Price just smiles lazily, reaching for you. "C’mere, love. Lemme hold ya. I’m floatin’—"

You sigh, shaking your head. "You’re sloshed."

"M’also in love," he declares, grinning up at you. "Come float w’ me."

You do.

(And get soaked in the process.)

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick – "That’s your tequila, baby.."

Gaz is fully stretched out, floating like a goddamn starfish.

"Look at this stuff…" His voice is soft, dramatic, as he raises his hand, water dripping between his fingers.

"Isn’t it neat?"

You peek out from behind your phone, already recording.

Soap and Ghost are dying in the background.

"Mate," Soap wheezes, "he’s gone."

"Aye," Ghost mutters, shaking his head, "fuckin’ tragic, innit?"

You finally step forward. "Kyle?"

He blinks, grinning lazily. "Baby!"

You cross your arms. "What are you doing?"

"I just—" He sloshes forward dramatically, grabbing your hands. "—wanna be where the people are, babe. The sea is callin’ me—"

"You are in a chlorinated hot tub."*

Gaz squints. "…Aye, but it’s a salty hot tub."

"That’s your tequila, baby."

Gaz stares at the drink in his hand.

Blink, blink.

"…Oh."

You laugh, dragging him out before he actually starts believing he’s a mermaid.

Simon "Ghost" Riley – "See ‘em dancing.."

Ghost doesn’t get drunk often.

But when he does?

He feels the music.

You step onto the patio just in time to witness your big, bad, terrifying boyfriend gripping the edge of the hot tub like he’s about to belt his soul out on Broadway.

And then—

"I wanna see—wanna see ‘em dancin’—"

Your brain blue screens.

Ghost pauses, blinking up at you.

Blink, blink.

Silence.

Then, very quietly—

"…Shit."

You just grin. "Simon Riley. Are you drunk and singing The Little Mermaid right now?"

"No."

You point at Soap, who is recording from the shadows.

Ghost’s jaw clenches. "MacTavish."

Soap, grinning: "Aye?"

Ghost stands up.

Soap runs.

Johnny "Soap" MacTavish – "wanna be where you are."

Soap has had one too many mojitos.

You step onto the patio just in time to hear—

"What’s a fire, and why does it—what’s the word BURN?!"

He clutches his chest, staring dramatically into the distance.

…He’s fucking crying.

"Johnny—"

"BABE." He whirls, water splashing everywhere. "She just wants more—"

"Are you crying?"

"IT’S SAD!"

You wheeze, grabbing a towel. "Alright, Sebastian, let’s get you to bed—"

"NO."

He pouts, reaching for you. "Come w’ me, lass. Be part of me world—"

"Johnny, you are soggy—"

"I WANNA BE WHERE YOU ARE—"

Ghost, from the shadows: "She should’ve fuckin’ left you there."

Moral of the Story:

Your tactical soldier of a boyfriend?

Yeah. He’s an absolute mess.

And now?

You have video proof.

[trash-king18]

miguelxpregnant!reader drabble

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im so sorry but i can just imagine miguel laying his head on his wife’s stomach as he often does to get her to play with his hair because he’s a big baby and after laying down for a second he shoots up looking like he can’t believe something just happened

“ay miguel wtf”

he just shushes you and puts his head back to your stomach and when he looks up at you he has the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on his face

“oh my god what is wrong with you”

“mi vida… you’re pregnant”

“..what? no baby im not”

he looks like it’s christmas morning “yes cariño you are”

“how do you know” you’re assuming he was gonna say that he had a feeling

“i can hear it” you look at him like he’s gone insane

“hear what?”

“a heartbeat”

“uh yeah.. mine?”

he rolls his eyes “no.” his hands come to the sides of your waist and he just stares in wonder at your belly

“there’s another one. it’s small but it’s there”

“migs..” you place a hand on his face, you feel bad

“i know you want it to be true but i think i would know if i was over a month pregnant” (heartbeats develop around 35 days)

he just brings your hand down gently still smiling like a madman but then he looks at you very seriously “baby when was your last period”

you think about it for a second. you’ve been literally so wrapped up in work you hadn’t even noticed. your hand comes up to your mouth

“oh my god.”

he’s practically beaming at you but you.. just feel nauseous. “holy shit”

you spring up and run to the bathroom and lock yourself in. you hadn’t told him but you’d stashed a couple tests under the sink. you pulled every single one out and used all three.

he’s outside the bathroom door knocking repeatedly begging you to come out or let him in but you just sit on the floor too scared to look.

“bebe please come out”

“no”

“mi amor i will break this door down”

“don’t you dare”

you heard him sigh and slide down the wall to sit on the floor outside the door.

you wanted this. eventually. you were sure of it but you had expected it to be planned, you weren’t even off the pill yet.

your hands were trembling as you finally picked the test up and flipped the first one over.

and then the second

and then the third.

you sat on the floor a while longer to process. a few minutes later you finally open the door and his head turns to you, face full of concern. you put your hand on his shoulder so he doesn’t get up. you take a shaky breath and hand him the test

he takes it from your hand gently. his eyes widen as he reads it. he looks back up at you. your eyes are puffy you’d clearly been crying but before he can say something like “we have other options” “we don’t have to do this yet if you’re not ready” (which is exactly what he was about to say)

you look at him dead serious and threaten “if you baby me or smother me or try to keep me from working i will make you wish you were never born” but he isn’t even listening he just throws the test aside and pulls you down into his arms. you feel his shoulders shudder slightly

“miggy are you crying?”

he sniffles and looks down as you tip his face up with your hands

“aww mi cielo why are you crying”

“i just never thought i’d get another chance”

you wipe the tears from his face with your thumbs gently.

“well i guess we’re gonna have six kids now”

“six?”

“yeah”

he rolls his eyes even as another tear sneaks it’s way down his cheek “the spider teens are not our children”

“really? because we’ve essentially adopted all five of em”

“speak for yourself”

“oh come on migs i know you love em, even hobie”

“no.”

“mmmhm. i think i’m gonna ask him to be the godfather oo or maybe peter b”

his voice is firm but his face is soft and his eyes are still staring at you like you’re a real life angel he shakes his head gently “you will do no such thing cariño”

“don’t tell me you were planning on asking lego spider man”

“i-“

“god the attachment you have to that piece of plastic is concerning”

“don’t disrespect him like that”

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the ending was not planned but it made me giggle and i hope you enjoyed

[dioslesbianwife]

Hallo I loved how you wrote the jofoes with the partner that had the stand wonder of you can I please request it for the characters part 4

How would the characters of part 4 react to there partner having the stand wonder of you and how would they react to to what it can do

(exept kira he was already written for )

hii im glad you enjoyed!! sure, thank you for being patient and for requesting!!! <3 (also THANK YOU for giving me an excuse to write for tonio and mikitaka lol they deserve more attention)

Josuke Higashikata

At first, he thinks your Stand looks kind of cool.

“Hey, he looks like some kinda… businessman?”

Then he realizes what it actually does- people who try to harm you suffer instant, unavoidable misfortune.

“Wait, wait—so if someone just thinks about attacking you, they get, like… final destination’d?!”

Shocked, horrified, and a little scared.

But also kind of relieved that no one could ever hurt you.

Hates seeing people suffer gruesome deaths, though, so he begs you to never abuse it.

Despite his fear, he trusts you to control it.

Okuyasu Nijimura

Dumbfounded.

“HUUUUH?! What do ya mean, my bad luck’s gonna kill me?!”

He gets way too close to you after hearing about your ability and immediately trips over nothing, slamming into a wall.

You literally have to warn him not to even think about testing it.

“S-So… like, if I tried to punch ya, my own fist might just break, right?”

Develops an instinctive fear of your Stand but tries to act cool about it.

Despite this, he still adores you, but he’s just extra careful not to piss you off.

“Hey, I—uh—I did the dishes! Love you, bro! Don’t kill me!”

Rohan Kishibe

Immediately intrigued.

“Hmph. This ability is… godly.”

Wants to research and document everything about it.

Even if it means risking his life, he’s tempted to test its limits.

“Would it react to something as simple as me drawing you? Or does it require hostility?”

You have to physically stop him from putting himself in danger.

The idea that no one can touch you without suffering divine misfortune? He finds it cool.

“Tsk. Serves them right.”

Koichi Hirose

Absolutely horrified.

“W-Wait… so if someone tries to hurt you, they just… die?”

Cannot process how terrifying your Stand is.

Immediately starts overthinking everything- 

Even though he’s scared, he’s too sweet to stop being with you.

But he does get visibly nervous every time your Stand activates.

He’s also hyper-aware of how it could affect innocent people- like what if someone chases you for a totally harmless reason??

“You promise you won’t use it unless you have to, right?”

Jotaro Kujo (Part 4)

At first? Completely unfazed.

“Hmph. Not the weirdest Stand I’ve seen.”

But when he realizes it literally warps fate itself to protect you, he takes it very seriously.

“Tch. That ability is dangerous. Even to you.”

He isn’t scared of it, but he knows how bad it could be if misused.

Keeps an eye on you, making sure you don’t attract unnecessary attention.

However, he trusts you completely.

If anything? He’s relieved you have an ability this strong.

“No one’s ever gonna touch you with that thing watching your back.”

Tonio Trussardi

Worried. A lot.

“That ability… is unlike anything I’ve ever seen.”

He’s fascinated by the concept of fate-based misfortune, but also terrified that you might accidentally cause harm.

“What if an innocent person just… trips near you? Would it still activate?”

Despite his fear, he’s still devoted to your relationship.

“If nothing else, let me make sure you stay healthy. This Stand may protect you… but I want to protect you in my own way.”

Yuya Fungami

Half-terrified, half-impressed.

“Okay, that thing? That’s nightmare fuel.”

Super paranoid about ever making you mad.

“You wouldn’t… y’know, use it on me, right? Right??”

Still flirts with you, but way more carefully now.

He’ll absolutely use the fact that you’re untouchable to his advantage, though.

“Hey, if anyone ever messes with us? Just walk a little closer to ‘em. Heh.”

Shigechi (platonic of course)

At first, he’s excited to hear you have a Stand.

But when he learns what it does, he freaks out.

“H-Hey, wait- so if someone even tries to touch you, they DIEE??”

He becomes extra polite around you.

But he still thinks you’re awesome- just scary.

“I-It’s cool! Just… remind me to never run too fast around ya…”

Mikitaka

Not scared at all.

Actually finds it fascinating- even more than Rohan.

“Ah, what a marvelous ability! I have never seen such a Stand in my home planet.”

Asks way too many questions.

“Do you think it would work on me? If I shape-shift?”

Honestly? He doesn’t treat you any differently.

He’s just happy to be with you, no matter what.

[ellestrade]

I've scrolled through your posts (maybe creepy but who cares im lovin em). Loved your posts about the Al Ghuls!

And I'm wondering what you think about the Dick/Talia beef? I personally find it hilarious that Dick has beef with the one who gave birth to Damian, one of the people he loves and cherishes very much

Hi anon, thank you for the compliment!

Anyhow, regarding your question, I don't think that Dick's hostility towards Talia doesn't revolve around Damian— not at first, at least. Of course, the hate could've been amplified when Damian came to light, though until then it was pretty tame in comparison. Or not, I don't know which would be funnier.

Also, I'm going to direct you to @rasalghul777 , again, because I believe that they're more adverse in this than I am when it comes to the complex relationship between Talia and pretty much all other characters, stressing on Brutalia. However, since this is in regards to my opinion, I'll try to put things into perspective. So take this with a grain of salt.

Anyhow, Dick has shown to dislike Talia early on. This is because, considering that she's an antagonist (her father is among Barman's Rogues' Gallery, if I'm not mistaken, as he was one of the main villains) Dick sees that she's a bad influence to Bruce— since this man was madly in love with Talia at the time to the point it's unhealthy for him (one of the main reason why Talia faked her miscarriage and gave Damian away in the original run of his appearance), and vice versa.

(BruTalia my beloved, BruTalia my Roman empire)

So much, in fact, that Bruce did not hesitate when it comes to choosing between her and his own ward, that being Dick at the time.

While I could be wrong, this is the context that I've gathered from this panel 🤷🤷 though I honestly doubt so.

It could also be read as the "Children not wanting to trust their parents' spouse" type of thing, which is hilarious on its' own accord.

It also doesn't help that they have fundamental disagreement from the get-go— their clashed beliefs makes it difficult for them to meet eye-to-eye.

Dick doesn't owe Talia anything, similar to how Talia doesn't owe Dick anything; he doesn't have to try to understand her, nor does she have to prove anything to him. He's entitled to hate her just as she's entitled to hate him. That hate was very much mutual between them.

(Which, when you think about it, is the same exact argument people brought up when justifying Tim's hostility towards Damian. But I don't want to go too off tangent, so that's a conversation for another day.)

However, when Damian came along, you could imagine that Dick's hatred towards Talia would be amplified ten-fold— while it's possible that he doesn't necessarily see Talia as a stereotypical bad mother (mostly for Damian's sake, and the boy insisted that she wasn't) it was difficult for him to see her as an actual decent one too.

I feel like Dick would be more inclined to blame Talia more on Damian's upbringing; even though it was (heavily, sorta) implied that Talia herself wasn't allowed to see Damian, let alone raise him back in the League.

It's worth mentioning that Dick isn't an all-knowing being. He couldn't've known, and having an actual conversation with Damian regarding his upbringing is a delicate process in itself, but he does recognize Talia as a parental figure in Damian's life and would, therefore, instinctively blame her for the majority of Damian's issues.

Though Dick eventually learns to distribute the hate equally on both parents 🤷🤷🤷 I found that to be more comical compared to a one-sided hate.

Dick: I hate both of you, I really do. You both belong together, because then the world would have to worry about two less horrible people.

Dick: But thank you for the child. I love him. He's mine now.

Bruce and Talia: ?????????

However, when push comes to shove, Dick would still (albeit begrudgingly) team up with Talia. Funnily enough, I always see it that Dick would rather side with Talia more than he would Bruce— because fuck if she doesn't have an actual reason to have a complicated relationship with Damian. Bruce has raised, like, 5 kids and couldn't figure out his teenage son? A 14 year old boy with crippling anxiety??? Get outta here.

All in all, I think both Dick and Talia would have that one relationship like two bitter grandma's who hated each other, but would still attend to the same tea party within punching distance if their beloved grandchild asked.

At least Talia would only suffer from glares. Dick would actually tackle Bruce.

[creatingblackcharacters]

hi ice! im sorry that you're dealing with other stresses, please don't feel any pressure to answer this quickly or anything.

im wondering if you have any advice for a Black person overcoming a lot of internalized anti-Blackness? especially pertaining to feeling like a disappointment specifically for being Black (i struggle with feeling like i will ever be attractive to a partner because of it, even if theyre also Black), and presenting in a way that makes me happy (i want to grow out an afro but i get afraid of looking "too Black", same with wearing my durag and similar things). also are there any books that you would recommend for working through that, or even just learning about Black history (reading often helps me to logic myself out of negative thought patterns and feel inspired)?

thank you! sorry if this ask is too complicated/encompasses too much

Hi! Well first, I am sorry that you've lived a life and in a world that reinforces you to hate yourself. You do not deserve that, and I'm proud of you for asking for more, and I hope you one day live a life where you love yourself and recognize how much you deserve.

If it's okay, in addition to some resources, I could give you some pointers that I gained from my own life experience unlearning internalized antiblackness. It's not an easy or short process, and there's plenty of hard truths and happy truths. I am not the sweetest advice giver either, but I promise I mean well:

1. Release the Shackles of Respectability Politics!

I was already starting to really grow into my Black identity by undergrad (my family had at least tried to help me get there through my childhood) but what really cinched it for me was the state murder of Sandra Bland. Sandra Bland was everything "right"- multiple degrees, pretty, educated, in a historically Black sorority, a college educator, a woman who spoke up for justice. Respected in her community! She was everything I thought I was supposed to be!

And the police still captured her, beat her, and murdered her in her jail cell (and lied about it, and potentially posted a picture of her dead body as her mugshot) for the audacity to question them. She's still dead! She still wasn't "good" enough to live!

No amount of being a "good, well-behaved" Black will save you in a society where being Black itself is deemed a sin. So every time you get a thought where "this isn't what society wants" or "I'm embarrassed" or "if I do this, I'll look like a bad-" cut it off! Fuck em! IT'S NOT TRUE! Recognize that you could be the finest, richest person on the street and you'd still be just a n***a in many people's eyes. 🤷🏾‍♀️ Point blank. They don't like you for your racial identity. They can be racist to Barack Obama and Beyonce, and they sure can be racist to you lmao.

It's not about you, you are not the problem! James Baldwin himself once said that racism is the white man's problem. It's not your responsibility to make them "like" you and "not be disappointed", it's their responsibility to respect you as a human being regardless!

2. Take Back Your Autonomy

This ties into the first one. Let's all thank Lil Nas X for this one, bc he did for my bisexuality what I had to do on my own for my Blackness. 🙏🏾

If they hate you anyway, you might as well be your most authentic self 🤷🏾‍♀️

Don't die disappointed because you wanted to reach white acceptance. Don't do it. If they're gonna hate you suppressed, they might as well hate you out loud 🤷🏾‍♀️ it's your life! It's why I don't shut up about racism lmao. You already hated me, now we'll both be uncomfortable and imma speak 🤷🏾‍♀️

So when you wear that durag, or wear your afro, recognize that 1) there are people just like you who love how you look because you look like them, 2) you should love how you look period because you're who matters, and 3) the day I receive a check with an undisclosed amount of reparations on it is the day I'll sit and discuss allowing whiteness to designate how the fuck I'm suppose to wear my hair lmao (and the answer will still be no). 😤

3. Accept that you're worth it

It's going to be hard. Even by wearing your afro, your own natural hair, you are making a statement of pride in your Blackness, and everyone won't understand or respect that. That was one of my first steps in high school, was cutting off all my permed hair and loving my afro. I had to write affirmations that I read daily to love myself, I was so scared. But it was worth it. My hair is healthy and happy. I had to learn brown skin was beautiful. But once I did, I couldn't stop fawning over it, on myself and others.

There are people who live their lives told by society they are perfect. Why do they get to think they're beautiful, and you don't? They're not better than you, yet they can tell you that you should hate yourself. What gives them the right? Who do they think they are? Fight back! Accept that the fight is hard, but you're worth it! Your Blackness is beautiful, and it fought hard as fuck to make it this far- honor that by honoring yourself!

4. Find some community; dive deep into Blackness

This one is self explanatory. You're gonna have to be around Black people that love themselves. Surround yourself with it. Find things they do that you like. Learn to find love in it. It could be creative, political, hell even finding a hairstyles group that shows cute ways to wear your hair. That can be a way to grow more confident and try new things. (All skinfolk ain't kinfolk though, so be aware.) But being around Black people, who care about the same things you care about, and make you feel heard, will help break that... Mind space where you feel alone and wrong. Trust, if I didn't have other Black people on this site, I would go mad from people gaslighting me that the racism I was seeing wasn't real. You need some more of us around you that reinforce your love for us, and yourself.

Here is a long paper discussing internalized antiblackness; you said you like to read lol. It admittedly focuses on Black women, BUT it might also help to use the sources that they cite to go on your own journey regardless! You could also just surround yourself with bloggers and beautiful poems and Black creations. There's beauty in all of it, you gotta let yourself find it.

I hope this helps 🙏🏾

[vampirevatican]

The Warmth of Lights

pairing: jay x reader

tags: 466 words, ficlet, fluff, so much fluff you'll drown in it. friends and lovers, vague angst > comfort.

notes: merry christmas slashfic (dorian) enjoyers, how we feeling? okay so it's christmas and i felt generous. the jay worms are eating at my brains. i hope i wrote jay well... cause if i didn't... (╥⁠��⁠╥⁠)

summary: Jay's reaction to the Christmas tree in the lodge got you thinking. Maybe he loves christmas. The lights, the decorations, hell maybe even the festivities. Did he even have a christmas?

You knew he wasn't peeking. His blush still making him as red as a strawberry while you held his hands. "Can I open 'em yet?" Jay's excitement could be heard in his question and seeing the grin on his face made this moment even better. His head whipping around this way and that. Trying to process every single light display he could catch. He doesn't stop til you're holding his hand again and he looks at you. "Come on Jay, we've got lights too look at."

Walking hand in hand through the pathway, you looked at the lights but Jay held more of your attention. He seemed so happy, so at ease. It reminded you of the first time you got closer to him, helped him. He was present, no nagging voice that mocked him. Best of all though was his blush and huge smile. He points out kids movie lights and a few funny christmas ones. It's like he can tell you're enamored though because at some point he stops and stares back at you.

I gaze into their eyes and feel... different... it's close to a tingly feeling but very different. Almost like everytime we kiss, when they talk to me nicely, or hold my face. The music is soft and it's like everything has disappeared. My hands are on their waist and theirs are on my shoulders. I take a breath feeling them shyly slide up to my face. They're nice, kind, pretty... so pretty and so perfect.

He leans in to you and you do the same sharing a kiss in a tunnel of christmas lights. A public display of affection without a single care in the world. Afterwards you stare lovingly into each other's eyes, smiles growing til you both giggle and walk through the tunnel.

Taking a seat on a park bench, you look out at the lights and people passing by. That's when you feel his gaze again, but when you turn to look at him he blushes and looks away. "What's wrong Jay?" You ask holding his hand, a silent gesture of reassurance. "Do... you feel it to?" He starts then continues when you look confused. "That... warm, safe feeling when you look at the lights?"

The bad thoughts coming rushing back when they look away from me. Did I say something wrong, do they hate me now, Im so stupid, I shouldn't have-

"Yeah."

Oh.

"Something about the lights..."

They almost look like they're in a trance, til they smile.

"They feel warm and nice, like a hug."

Before I know it they're in my arms and giggling til I speak. "They're safe..." and the way they pat my arm and hug me back, pulling in close, makes me feel safe too.

"I know Jay... Merry Christmas."

[pumpkinsy0]

Since Christmas eve is in t-minus 2 hours and 19 minutes, hcs for curly celebrating Christmas at the Curtis house?? Why is here there? Idk but he is!!

i made it to new jersey for christmas i am cold, tired, and ready to go

ik im late bc it IS christmas eve now but shhhhh

•ok look curly was rlly only over at their house for the heat, his house is already cold but around christmas its gets even chillier and he hates it, god damn it the curtis house better spare SOME heat

•may b the only time hes asking to sleep in the same bed as soda AND b in the middle of them so they can share body heat or somethin bc this cold is ridiculous man, scoot over curly was born in a tropical place he hates the cold so bad

•”hey have u tried THIS in ur hot chocolate” and its just some bs even he hasnt tried, he just wants to fuck up someones drink and see how crowded that cup can get he likes watching them force themselves drink it to not waste anything but its the curtis gang its also plausible they would drink it bc its actually good but it taste like shit to everyone else

•he pretended to b santa and kept patting his lap for pony to sit on it and tell “santa what he wanted for christmas”. backfired on him though bc two bit sat on his lap IMMEDIATELY after and hes wayyyy too heavy for curly, curlys legs felt like pure tv static afterwards

•hes so damn nosey, he likes snooping under the tree and trying to find out what everyone got, his hand has to get smacked away

•if its cold enough, hes totally licked a pole and had a bet w two and steve to see who could stay in the longest, he won but it almost costed him his tongue and near second degree burns to his face w boiling water from trying to get it off

•being around the curtis family being all familial makes curly feel bad about his own family so when theyre doing their own thing, curly shuffles his way outta there till hes pulled back in (by darry or pony mainly)

•since curlys a surprise guest, the gang try to get him a last minute present (rlly pony was gonna give it to him later but they all decided to just put their name on the gift and say it was from all of em, curly guessed it was from pony but admires the thought process they got goin

•the curtis gang still do elf on the shelf and curlys part of the duo who puts the poor elf in sexual positions, ur neverrrrr gonna guess who the other one is (its two bit)

•curly puts of parody of christmas carols, at first ur thinking “oh wow hes gonna sing such a classic song thats nice” and he fixes his lips to say the worst lyrics u will hear its mortifying, god forbid its modern time and u give him the speakers hes making everyone in the neighborhood listen

•it doesnt snow much in tulsa if ever but look curlys never seen snow for YEARS of his life, if its snowing outside he doesnt care how cold it is, he wants to go outside to mess around in it a lil bit, hes gotten a lil sick from it the day after cause he wasnt wearing his jacket which is rare but aye he had a lil bit of fun!! thats gonna wear off eventually tho, snow WILL lose its novelty

•most of his time is spent watching tv christmas specials, hes used to not rlly getting anything on christmas and theres nothing to do outside and the house is comfortable enough, ik his ass imprinted on that couch

•on top of that he controls the radio, the gang gotta give curly his flowers, he knows the good stations and songs, even if he didnt hes hogging the hell out of it

[imagionationstation]

22 and 25 please! 🛹 🎲 with Rise!Donnie and Raph

🛹 - I told you you couldn't do a kick flip! 🎲 - The most unlucky day

Raph knew this day had really taken a turn for the worst when Donnie left. It wasn’t as much the fact that he had left as it was how he left.

Fists clenched, eyes watering, and a bleeding scrape down his leg.

Their brothers’ laughter died when they saw his face. They only got a few seconds to process the new reaction to a wipe-out, and none of them were able to decide how to react before he went shooting into the sky at top speeds. Not entirely unexpected, Mikey and Leo immediately turned to him with wide eyes.

It took Raph a while to calm them down, ask for a portal back to the lair, and instruct them to hang back because “Raph’s got it”.

Those words seemed to calm them the most. And thankfully, neither followed when he stepped through the blue vortex.

He stepped in front of Donnie’s door, waited for it to close, and then knocked. Someone blew their nose. The voice croaked, “Go away.”

“But I came all this way.” Raph responded innocently, peeking at the knob. It’s unlocked, so he wants company. “I just wanna talk.”

“You want to comfort me.” Comes the grumpy voice. “I don’t want you to comfort me. Ergo, leave.”

“Yeeeaaaaah,” Raph twists the knob. “Raph’s not gonna do that.”

“You have to respect my wishes.”

“I’m the birthday boy.” He says brightly. The light’s off. He leaves it off and lets the outside light creep into the subway car. “So my wishes are more important than yours today.”

His eyes go to his leg. Blood has stained against the peeled skin. But it’s not still bleeding, so that’s good. There’s no way Donnie’s going to touch it while it looks like that. And he’s not going to let anyone else touch it while he’s high-strung. Hence, Big Brother comfort time.

“Just wanna talk.” He blatantly lies. “No comfort here.”

Donnie grunts disapprovingly into the pillow that he’s lifted to hide his face. He was probably hitting it against his head to rid the energy that still has his hands flexing around the cover.

As long as it’s not his fists…

“It wasn’t that bad of a wipe-out.” He says, somewhat awkwardly as he steps further into the room. “Don’t gotta be embarrassed.”

“Em notemberesed.” Donnie spits bitterly into his pillow. Raph sits next to him, smiling fondly. “Then why’d you run?”

A beat of silence. Donnie mumbles something that he doesn’t catch.

“Come again?” Raph leans closer. “Actually didn’t get that.”

Donnie tears the pillow from his face, throwing it against his lap. “I’m a dumb-dumb!” He glares, fingers digging into the casing. Raph sits up, getting out of reach of impending violence.

He doesn’t lash out. The fury dies some, and then he looks away. “Im a dumbest dumb-dumb and- and I’m ruining things!”

“Don’t talk about my brother like that.” Raph scolds importantly. “He deserves better.”

“I do not if that’s the truth.”

“Cite your sources.” Raph replies, because if it sounds sciencey then Donnie is more likely to open up than if it’s a feeling talk. “Because I don’t believe you.”

“Where have you been?” He snaps, slowly lifting each finger. “You caught me wrapping your gift, your cake had peanuts in it, the movie got lost, I forgot to tell dad about the celebration, April’s not here either, and now this!”

He dramatically gestures at his leg with his hands. Raph can’t help a light, “I told you you couldn't do a kick flip mid-ramp.”

Donnie shoves at him as he expects him too, freezes, and then immediately claws his hands back into the pillow as if to hide them. Guilt clouds his gaze as he glares across the room. “I ruined everything. I’m not ruining anything else.”

“Actually, you’re sources are based.” Raph pauses. “That’s not right. What’s that- that word when you’re like, when you’re judging something unfairly or, like, with your opinion without-“

“Biased.” Donnie interrupts, because he can’t help it.

Raph lights up. “Yeah! You’re biased-“

“I am not.”

“-because none of that was your fault. You told me not to go into the lab, the baker messed up the cake and we are going to sue because allergies aren’t real is stupid-“

Donnie nods solemnly. Confidently, Raph pushes on, “-movie got lost because Leo’s also stupid and forgot to put it away when you asked him too-“ He earns a firmer nod and a small smile, “-dad should have known it was my birthday and April was gonna be here but her mom surprised her by taking her out of town this week and you don’t argue with Mrs. O’Neil.”

Donnie sighs, “But it was my surprise.”

“And it was a great surprise!” Raph grins as the skeptical look. “And I love that you did this for me. We were at an actual extreme skate park! You did that!”

He flushes, “It wasn’t hard.”

“Uh, if it wasn’t hard to clear out an entire skatepark on a weekend afternoon, we would have done it already.” Raph shakes his head with big brother disapproval. “That’s awesome Donnie.”

“Just feels like today keeps going wrong.” Fingers kneed the pillow with less aggression. “I don’t wanna mess it up. Birthdays... Birthdays are important to you.”

“Like my birthdays would be any good if my little brothers weren’t a part of it.” Raph leans to wrap an arm around him, scooting him closer. Donnie cuddles into his side, refusing to look at him. “You’re trying to comfort me.”

“It’s my birthday.” Raph sing-songs. “Birthday means my wishes come truuuee. I want a birthday hug.”

“You are misusing wishes.” Donnie declares as he relaxes into the hold, pillow held to his chest. “But fine.”

And so Raph stays next to him, not about to drag Donnie back out before he’s ready, more than happy to have this moment sown in as a birthday memory. A phone dings and Donnie slowly pulls his out.

He abruptly shoots up, almost hitting Raph’s chin when he leans down to get a look, eyes shining as he gasps, “Dad’s got a cake! One of those ones from the Hidden City that taste exactly like peanut butter but with no real dangers!”

“ARE YOU SERIOUS?” Raph explodes, because he’s been dying for one of those but they couldn’t find a shop that had any. “OH MY GOSH!”

“OH MY GOSH!”

“OH MY GOSH!!”

Donnie scrambles off the bed. “We’re going back! Leo’s portaling him and then he’s grabbing us!” He snatches his board, shoves it into Raph’s hand, and then goes to get the first aid kit. “Hurry, hurry, hurry!” He also pushes that into Raph’s hands as he stims with renewed excitement. “Okay! That’s it? That’s it! Cake! Let’s go!”

Donnie goes to shove him towards the door and Raph eagerly throws it open. Leo’s there waiting for them. Mikey’s gawking at the box that their smug dad holds and Raph scoops Donnie up to charge through.

“This party’s back on!”

Two prompts restricted me so hard but I DID IT!! Not proud of it but I am satisfied. Good job me 👍

[brodyfoxxsmassivetits]

wowsers!!! an intro post!!

you can call me whatever but im Jimbo!! :3!!

just your run o the mill freak 18 black american british drawer. any prnouns r fine :)

I draw eddsworld and literally only that on here :9

all I care about is EW with *few exceptions I'm so boring so sorry<<//333

ask me stuff or request doodles or ETC in my ask box!!!!

wanna talk or interact with me??? DO IT!! X3 YOU WANNA TALK TO ME SOON BAD oooooughhh

wanna use my art??? ASK!!(I like when people enjoy the dumb things so I do like to know ^^ + credit obvsies)

my site for other places I'm at :3!!

my archive!!

helpful profile tags :3!!

#jimboartttaglolx3 (all my art wow!!) #jimboldartt (old art) #jimbanim ('anims' or things of the like)#maifaveart:3 (stuff a mine I REALLY like) #yapping about things that don't matter (lame old text posts) #jimbaskdoodles (self explanatory)

recent(ish)art o mine I liek:

etc..

Infrequently asked questions:

Q1: brodywhos massive whats??

A: brodyfoxx is the guy from those yo mama youtube videos, he's built as fuck and I like him loads..made for funny blog title(haven't draw him on here but HAVE drawn him many.. many times....)

Q2: why eddsworld?? It sucks are you stupid what's wrong with you

A: something probably! been fixated on it or whatever for 6-7 years (though for all intensive purposes my only online presence is like...4. 2 on here :p) I've got a SNEAKING little suspicion I've got asd, and by sneaking I mean I've thought that for ages for reasons other than the dumb fixation :3

Q3: no one has asked this, but art program???

A: ibis paint :9

Q3.5 what other shit you like you freak??

A: *mostly EW (against my mortal will) BUT the few other SHIT I like enough to think are relevant..

mlp

dhmis!! Funnies!! british puppets

beastars BUT I only watched 1st season and read entire manga

smiling friends(and like.. adjacent internet cartoon people stuff)

anddd my mind is blanking so I'll come back to this.

. later :3

Q4: favorite era?

A: i like late pre leg(think like spares)and really really like all of legacy :3. I don't hate beyond but. That's the end of that sentence actually

Q4.5: this isn't a question

A: I don't like TOO much other media(not as much as I """like"""ew but the few I do..are listed on my carrd go look at at my carrd please:'(

BUT ALSO! I will mention these because their British adjacent!

Tomska! Just..the guy, everything he makes or is vaguely attached to him I like....omg tryhards omg content..ough and can be assumed people around him like eddache...ough eddache

and that is sorta included in the above but crash zoom! I really like it PLEASE moar cz..........

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asking about my fave characters is a loaded statement because..I kinda like em all...but if I HAD to give an answer Tom!! He's cool..sad guy.

and I'm real crazy over the neighbors because I like antagonists and I like their designs but Eduardo specifically oughhh he's silly

but I also like the main guys!! Love me Matt n Edd..n Tom...I don't do anything with Tord sorry guys.

You can still see reblogs of people you blocked! Did you know that? Tragic I know!

really I kinda just rotate through em!!! side characters are cool too x9 believe it or not I SHOCKER really like ew.

[reegis]

Yo! Do you have any notes/tips for your coloring process? I've always had trouble with that part of drawings looking good lmao and I really like yours! If not for your specific style, do you have any tips with that in general?

Iv gotten a few asks about how I color but iv always avoided answering because

A) I am absolutely awful at explaining things, and

B) I am a very Very lazy artist you should probably Not do the things that I do

BUT i feel bad gatekeeping(?) my horrible technique if it helps anybody ig ill try and explain so

✨✨✨Welcome to Reegis’ Probably Not Reputable (But Very Long Winded) Art Advice✨✨✨✨

line art of a random character for the example, just pic whatever colors you have in mind for your base colors, you can try using palette generators or basing it off of existing palettes/characters/whatever I have absolutely no idea how color theory works (& this is why you shouldnt listen to me) so im solely going off of vibes. but it is Rough so onto step 2 & 3

(edit to add i usually start off with the skin hair & clothes on separate clipping layers and merge them together towards the end.. i think i forgot to say that at all here oops)

I abuse the hellll out of layer blending modes. overlay, saturation & multiply mainly, but also difference, brightness & screen. (just doodle something & try all of em out to get a feel for them honestly ik theres a Lot and they can be intimidating) for this i just wanted a more cohesive warmer tone to start with so i added a peachy overlay & a slight ombré to the hair to add a bit more interest to the character.

then just the most basic of rendering, some blush & highlights just wherever i think theyd go.

Another thing they tell you Not to do, my next step is to block out all my shading in a vaguely purpleish multiply layer!!! i cant be assed to do it any other way im sorry…. once i have the basic shading down, i lock the layer & go in with air brush eraser & also airbrush in other colors wherever I think the purple is maybe too harsh/clashing

still wasnt 100% happy with the colors so messed around with some more layer filter/modes/whatever you call them then colored in my line art! i think this is honestly the saving grace for all of my art shshsdhhf color your lines people. doesnt have to be all (i dont, i like the contrast) but it usually helps to make some at least a little less harsh

then with a little more color tweaking im done! one random sleepy dude, fully colored (by my standards)

and then if a piece needs more dramatic lighting you justttt

im so serious play around with layer settings! these are just basic multiply & add(glow), there as so many others you can abuse the shit out of & nobody will know or care in your finished piece.

was this?? in any way helpful???? I hope so.

[lucyvaleheart]

i think you're very cool and kind! i know things aren't always easy for you, i see your vent posts, but u deserve so much appreciation. I think you're doing well. Please take care of youself ♥

awrrrrr

tthnk u 🥺 i try not to make them too often but. god sometimes i just need to yell into a void i know i can be heard from

....fuck it, you know what- anti-vent post here

things ARE improving for me. I've got a new place, I'm fully moved in, tons of my stuff is set up.... a bunch of friends who i love so dearly came by to help me do that, and just today I'm going to a little party with em; ystrday had some fun with another friend hanging out....

ive been taking my meds consistently! i have a few i need to refill....but what i have, i haven't missed a dose in ages! im trying a new arthritis medication as of Thursday, too- one that would, if it works, switch me from weekly injections to one every 3 months!

ive been getting lots of really good updates on my disability applications- they're about to schedule me for a free x-ray, and then they should move the process along pretty quick....and my assistance for in-the-meantime is about to be finished and come through

... Im still not the best at eating regularly- but my fridge is stocked, mostly frozen foods but they are there, cuz i have reliable food stamps and medical coverage

.............so as much as there's definitely still a lot of bad, there's also been a lot of good that it's just very hard to see sometimes

I'm incredibly lucky and fortunate in so many ways and even if not everything is perfect i know it'll get there....probably

... Thank you for the ask 🥺