#tries keeping it mini mini

[aychama]

Alright alright I can’t believe you guys are forcing my hand like this (nobody did such a thing) I guess I have to post my sketches (I am doing this willingly) I really shouldn’t spoil you guys but (this isn’t a tv show I am allowed to post “spoilers” <- saying this to myself)

[apicelladonna]

first order of business, to put Newt Scamander and gang in prison. no parole. including that niffler.

[kacievvbbbb]

Maybe it's just me and I just don't understand the arc. Or maybe this arc will get some grand conclusion I'm really starting to doubt. But like I'm sick and tired of Tashigi being used as Zoro's misogyny proxy. Like the "a woman swordsman could never beat a man" belief and trauma made sense for both Kuina and Tashigi and was a very valid fear way back in the East Blue when they were still fighting relatively normal people and had no scope of how big the world is

but at this point where there are literally 20 feet tall dudes and people can blow up a whole city with just Haki the only reason Tashigi is still weak is because she is being written that way. Which is really hard to understand because it seems now more than ever One Piece has been getting more and more strong female characters so I don't know why every time Tashigi is on screen with Zoro we have to rehash this. It's even worse cause all she does in the scene is prove Zoro right by getting in a fight that she can't handle and needing saving. It's such a confusing message and honestly doesn't really apply or come up anywhere but with Tashigi and Zoro (outside of that one time where Zoro yells at enel for blasting Robin because she's a woman which was weird because Robin's been in a lot of fights before but seemed there just so enel could point out just how ruthless it is.)

Hell with the exception of the G5 all being in love with her. She is treated like a regular character and not just "the woman"

It honestly feels like both Tashigi and Smoker got lost in the narrative and Oda just doesn't know where to put their arcs. It feels like she was being written to help Zoro overcome whatever mental block Kuina's death instilled in him about facing female opponents with his sword. But she is just sooooo far behind him it renders the point moot and strengthens his convictions (it's weird that he will literally crush a woman's face rather than use his sword and is the only reason I won't say he doesn't fight women he does he just seems to have a mental block about cutting them down especially if they fight with anything blade like) but also we've only ever seen him face female character he knows can't challenge him it would have been interesting to see what he'd do in a fight against someone like big mom, tsuru or smoothie doubt that will happen though. But here's to hoping for Tashigi to have an actual arc.

[takami-takami]

Oh you know exactly what I want😈

Keigo + Primal Play

Go wild with it! ❤️

☕️anon

When it comes to primal instincts, Keigo Takami is king.

For all the years of sexual repression he endured as he focused on work, of shoving down his desires like neatly folded clothes in an overpacked suitcase, he didn't anticipate a curveball such as yourself to go ahead and unlatch the lock.

It starts the moment he lays eyes on you. Pretty little thing, he thinks, so excited to shake his firm hand and introduce yourself to the number two.

His gaze drops to the flesh of your neck.

You're unmarked.

He can keep it locked a little longer, over the months and years you get to know each other, as you become intertwined in your perfect little romance of an origin story.

You let your guard down around him, he thinks one afternoon, with your feet propped lazily on his couch. He tries not to watch out of the corner of his dilated eyes, the way your legs absentmindedly kick back and forth. The vulnerable to prey pipeline in his mind isn't one he prefers to give any credence to; but frankly, it is quite loud. Pressure builds and builds, and a dog held back by its kennel will grow restless in the absence of an outlet for such instincts.

It drives him up the wall, the way you'd let him do anything to you. Thoughts plague his mind on repeat as he stares up at his ceiling in the middle of the night, twisting a single feather between his thumb and index finger. Do you even know what you're asking for? Oh, he thinks you do. When he presses you down against the bed with a kiss, your legs fall open, entirely subconsciously. When he grips you with his nails tight enough to leave marks, you choke out a moan.

It takes every ounce of his cognitive effort to tap into the rational part of his mind, the part that wants to give it to you slow and sweet.

Saccharine as you are, sweet is what you deserve. But Keigo can see it in your eyes, in the wide-eyed way you blink up at him when he's on top of you, the way you roll your head to expose your jugular: sweet isn't what you want.

The last of his resolve cracks when you lean in and whisper, "you can do whatever you want to me. I want you to."

From that moment on, he starts to allow himself those indulgences. If he wants to make hickies bloom in obscene places, he'll do it. With his eyes so lidded he can barely see, he obliges your request and clicks a collar around your neck. He twists and stares in the mirror at the crimson claw marks on his back after each nightly shower, feathers trembling with a giddy thrill.

Satisfied, finally.

This newfound game of cat and mouse keeps him perfectly stimulated, feeds his need for enrichment and satiates his instincts exactly as he needs it. When you ask him what he'd think about playing a less than innocent game of hide and seek, he swears he's died and gone to heaven.

You're just perfect.

His favorite little chewtoy.

[wilsonsmcgillsweatshirt]

House M.D. One-shot

Tw suicide Tw self-harm Tw assisted suicide Tw Overdosing Tw Drug Use

House keeps living after Wilson's death just so he can keep his promise to Thirteen.

He struggles after Wilson's death, seeking comfort in drugs and alcohol, anything he could get his hands on.

He laughs to himself one night, thinking, "They all thought I had a problem with the pills. Look at me now. A proper addict."

He floats around, never staying in the same spot too long, just trying to survive from one high to the next. When the drugs aren't doing enough, he takes to other forms of self-harm. What's it matter if he can't use his hand properly anymore after breaking it so many times? Nothing matters anymore. His leg hurts, his hand hurts, his head hurts, his heart fucking hurts.

He lives on the edge, breaking the law every single day but never exposing himself enough to risk getting arrested again. The closest he gets to anyone from his old life is when he stands in the back of Wilson's funeral. Wilson's mom is crying, and House feels like he should say something, but he can't bring himself to step up and speak to her. He overdoses that night, multiple hard drugs running through his veins.

He hallucinates Wilson. His wavy brown hair and big brown eyes, throwing out some witty remark. House overdoses again, this time on purpose after that, just to see Wilson. He's living on borrowed time.

Every time he sees Wilson, he wants to grab his shoulders and cry.

"I was supposed to go with you."

"I promise I'm coming."

House doesn't believe in an afterlife, but when he's sprawled out on the dirty floor of some abandoned building high out of his mind, he likes to pretend that he'll see Wilson again. House died when Wilson did, and all the important parts of him left with him.

Weeks drag out into months, and months drag out into years. House has no idea when it is. Time means nothing once you're dead. Eventually, he figures it must have been enough days, enough months, enough years, for him to find her.

Thirteen looks almost as bad as House does once he comes face to face with her for the first time in years. She stands huddled at the door, nothing but skin and bones and an oversized sweatshirt. Her face is shrunken in, and her hands are shaking, and she stares at the man outside her door with awe.

House doesn't remember when the last time he shaved was. The years of hard drug use have taken their toll, and he would wager that he weighs less than Thirteen does. He looks like a dead man, and at first, Thirteen thinks she's seeing a ghost.

"Looks like I'm right on time." Even his voice sounds different, hoarse and gravely and broken. It shocks Thirteen out of her stupor, though, and she knows immediately what he's referring to. "We thought you were dead."

"I am."

"God House, what have you been doing?"

"Waiting for you. I made you a promise, didn't I?"

A look of understanding crosses her face. "I guess you are right on time." She's ready. She's been ready for a long time. The disease has progressed to the point that it's taken over her life. She's got nothing left. She's said goodbye to everybody already, planning to take matters into her own hands.

She lets House in, and then she starts to laugh. She can't stop laughing. Tears roll down her face, and her cheeks turn red, and her face hurts. House looks at her fondly. He's always felt paternal towards her.

Once she composes herself, she answers the question she knows he wants to ask.

"It's just - I don't know how you knew, but you did. I already picked today."

House smirks, it looks more like a grimace, but the intent it there. "I guess I'm just that good."

Thirteen has more then enough drugs, and when House brings them all out, she looks at him knowingly. She ends up laying on the couch, both of them quiet as he injects the drugs into her bloodstream. House lays on the floor after that, using the rest on himself.

They wait in silence until Thirteen speaks suddenly. "Do you think there's any chance of a heaven? Honestly. None of that bullshit edgy stuff you used to always say."

House doesn't answer right away, and when he does, his speech is slurred, the drugs finally settling in. "I hope so. I hope he's there."

His body feels heavy, and he struggles to move. It takes a few tries, but eventually, he manages to reach up and catch Thirteens' hand in his own, lacing their fingers together.

His time is up.

[wiltking]

i've spent the past few weeks putting together a rainbow of playlists with songs that are chromatically, thematically, lyrically, and sonically attuned. intended (and curated) for chronological listening but you can jump around if you want. did my best to stick to less know artists (with only a few exceptions) so hopefully you'll hear something new and interesting in each playlist. you can listen to every color individually or all together. without further ado here is PRISM;

SEX 💗 - the cold bones of your smile burn my flesh, splitting me down to the meat. see how i glitter? see how the angels sing with your hand in the organ of my chest?

LIFE ❤️‍ - i fear not the scars that will blanket the skin where barbs once rooted. i'll pluck them out one by one, spit them out like abscessed teeth and give my blood a home along the pillow of a softer tongue.

HEALING 🧡 - underneath the scouring sun i burn that which no longer serves me, evisceral effigies left out to dry, scattering paper ashes to the earth. snakeskin shed, all is embers to the tides of time.

SUNLIGHT 💛 - bathe in honeysuckle light. shatter and reform with sun seared welding, diamond bonded. and rest this new body awhile.

NATURE 💚 - veins as wires in a carbon carapace, i glow in the night; poison green, treefrog warning. am i not what you expected? or will you bruise your knees wanting for the sting of my touch?

MAGIC 💙 - the shadow of your frame is safe place to lie, where the grass grows velvet blue and free, where the sharp blades kiss their soft flanks to my razor edged scales.

SERENITY 💙 - i love you alive and i love you dead. i love your softness, your cold metal caverns. i love your meat, your sharp jasmine oil scent. i love you as machine. i love you as human. i love you with all i am.

SPIRIT 💜 - the void is long and all consuming, engorged with pinprick stars and mystery. there's a galaxy in your heart waiting to expand. it's been pressing on your ribs all your life. isn’t it time to let it breath?

PRISM 🌈 - all the light refracted in the backs of your eyes caught in the palm of my hand, reverent wine, ritual heart, rainbow communion. (all playlists | 80 songs | 5 hours)

[nonuggetshere]

Miscalenous content, mostly fankids because I have no chill

Made an AU where the sealing didn't go as planned, PV is found out not to be hollow and later when they mop around the ancient basin they hear that at least one of their siblings is still stuck in the abyss. They were the very last to hatch and after PV steals the king's brand for themself and goes down they find them injured and raises them back to health in the palace. They keep their existence a secret, of course.

A lil doodle of what if the five great knights survived and Hollow gets to reunite with them (my attempt at the perspective on their head Did Not Work Out, they just look like a squished banana)

Babies content! Mostly Tally, two concepts for their siblings (triplets babyyyy) and a singular Sting

I found a One Singular Quirrel x Hollow shipper and their art has infected my brain. It's terminal and I will be passing away shortly

[silverview]

charlie talking about his beer crimes + running

[im-all-out-of-ideas]

just binged the majority of the idw storylines for sonic the hedgehog

it's peak you guys it's so peak archie could never

[deep-sea-anemone]

It'd be crazy if I got a new backpack...right? Totally crazy. Who cares that it's 3lbs lighter than my Deva, or that I've consolidated my gear down enough that I only need 50L of space instead of 65L...,not me, that's for sure

[theogony]

every few days it's like. i'm living normally until suddenly rosencrantz and guildenstern hit me with their tragedy and i'm thinking about coins. anyway

[annamariedarkholmes]

the way that adult men working both in the x-men office and “influencer” fan-adjacent spaces always behave so performatively extra about gambit will never stop being weird to me. it’s such a nasty underhanded way to gatekeep his (mostly female lbr) fans under the guise of (repeatedly asserting) mere personal preference

[hexingart]

I actually have another character in the game with Briar that is more in line w mobian designs, she's a pathetic weeb and I love her. Natori is a loser of all time and honestly???? good for her.

[prettytragcdies]

Scarlett, age 14

Send me an age and I'll tell you something that happened to my muse at that age.

Putting on an annual mini camp for kids ages five through ten who thought they might be interested in becoming a cheerleader one day had almost become like a tradition of sorts for the high school. It always took place in the gymnasium between nine and noon on one of the final Saturday mornings of summer, where the group learned a short routine to perform at the first home football game of the season, complete with a t-shirt and matching cheer bow to take home once the clinic was over and wear on the upcoming Friday night. Making the varsity squad as a freshman was rare, yet it wasn't impossible. Scarlett had accomplished the feat, and that meant she was able to help out with the camp. She'd quickly noticed there was one little girl inparticular who seemed a bit more reserved than the rest, despite the effort she was putting in to learn the steps. The brunette made it a point to keep her eye on the kindergartener, who she learned during their short break period had only recently moved to Dallas from New York. While it'd taken the five year old a bit to warm up to her, she'd soon enough become attached to Scarlett's hip for the remainder of the morning. Noon had officially arrived before anyone knew it, and it was already time for the parents to return to pick their children up. There was something the tiniest bit familiar about Ryleigh's father, yet Scarlett wasn't able to put her finger on exactly what it was. There wasn't very much time to bother with trying to figure it out anyway, given how excited the young girl was to tell him all about everything she'd learned and the new friend she'd just made. "See you at the game?" Bending down to Ryleigh's level, the two completed their secret handshake they'd made up on the spot during the water break earlier that morning. "I can't wait," she nodded, grin wide for further confirmation of the verbal response. "Bye, Miss Scarlett." Mr. Richards offered Scarlett a warm, appreciative smile of his own before the pair turned to leave, but not just because he was grateful that his daughter seemed more upbeat and positive about things than she had when he'd originally dropped her off. No, between the fact that one look at the fourteen year old had taken him right back to his college days and reminded him all too much of Sue Ellen Ewing -- or at least what she must've looked like at that particular age anyway -- and the verbal confirmation of her first name, Peter was almost positive he'd just come face to face with his firstborn and Ryleigh had just officially shared her first bonding experience with her big half sister without either of the girls even realizing it.

[orcelito]

Sometimes I REALLY hate this game (aka. Fire emblem in general)

I've been going through all the training battles before I go onto the main thing for chapter 12. For completionism and also bc I fucking Need the training, holy shit

Anyways I got one for the rainy map from chapter 11. Aka where I was running my life. It was awful then, but WAY WAY WAY WORSE now. Bc they skattered my army across the entire map, some of whom are Very squishy, and gave us over twice as many enemies as I had units, almost all flying, and All of them advanced classes

It was a massacre. Unit after unit falling. Me desperately trying to get the survivors across the map so they could help each other survive. Hiding in the woods in hopes of them missing me, bc being out in the open is a death sentence.

One by one, my units fell. My Healers all fell. My Mages all fell. A few lingered through luck alone... but then it was down to 3. From an original 12.

Me, Alcryst, and Louis. I'd been trying to protect Alcryst bc he's my archer and there were SO. SO SO SO many fliers. I never did get him over to me. I sent Louis over to assist me bc my ass kept DYING & that gets a game over lol. So imagine a dragon princess just guzzling potions in the woods as her armor friend throws javelins over her shoulder. I made it work.

Poor fucking Alcryst though. Stuck in the woods alone, having watched the 3 around him all fall, clinging to his mini bow bc he was literally SURROUNDED and couldn't attack anything otherwise. Also guzzling potions. The literal only reason he didn't fucking die was luck alone. Those fucking woods, man. They made all the difference.

Not that it stopped me from dying like 4 times from like 13% chance hits :) I used that time reversal feature more in this battle than I have Ever before in this game.

[medickpidia]

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