#uhhh i guess

[joltning]

here’s idiosyncratic/non portmanteau names for every ship done on rarepair week!(Not including the big ass polyship charts I don’t wanna be here forever.) if I missed you or you want another just ask

feel free to add or remove the ‘shipping’ after tag from these, it’s just to make them more clear. oh and if you’d like explanations just ask

sherry/ohio: sourberry

bitters/matthews: sunflowershipping

bitters/palomo: sunsetshipping

jensen/smith: licoriceshipping

bitters/smith: molten metal

ltsquad: seasonsshipping

bitters/volleyball: hibiscusshipping

ghanoush/mccallister: radioactiveshipping

jones/miller: flourrope

red zealot/blue zealot: from concentrate

ghanoush/mccallister/rebmedic: ultravioletshipping

kimball/dylan: headliners

hutch/wynn: blind judgement

georgia/utah: bubblejet

ct/south/girlie: back to backstabbers

maine/wyoming: pale indifference

carolina/ohio: analogous antithesis

blue fed/randy: festivalshipping. i mean you could also just call them funnelcake

carolina/kai: wallfighter

grey/south: psych and sike

grey/south/dylan: wiped record

south/kai: mardigrasshipping

rebmedic/volleyball: double dose

one/phase: prime integer

kimball/carolina: apex authority

grey/carolina: speedy recovery

jensen/volleyball: runner up

tex/sheila: Gadsdenshipping

chrovos/huggins: quantum gleam

dylan/carolina: insiders info

jensen/simmons: beetrootshipping

doc/donut: sugar pills

sleeves/demo: well I think they already called it iron and smoke but hm…brawnburst?

north/wyoming: sniper duel

locus/lopez: wild misdirection

church/temple: phantom chills

tucker/donut: sugar spike

delta/epsilon: ROM hack

carolina/york/tucker: beach day every day

tucker/lopez: handymanshipping

locus/siris: grapeshipping

donut/lopez/caboose: cobblershipping

kimball/felix: color negative

lopez/caboose: loading time

tucker/north: parental bond

wash/caboose: bullet train

one/danyell: (didn’t know if to separate this one from one/phase but uhh) Golden ratio

caboose/donut: come on. i can’t outdo pastry train

wash/felix: knife play

fake ct/tucker: high and dry

donut/north/south: twin braid

york/tucker: class clown

east/one (again didn’t know but um.) singular solution

sheila/cherry: sweet ride

tex/grey: call me crazy

simmons/doc: middle ground

sharkface/maine: brute-y and the beast

church/north: standard deviation

girlie/sheila: kiss goodnight

felix/jaunes mom: appletreeshipping

tex/omega: anger changer

tucker/grif: incompletely complementary

felix/north: heaven’s favorite angel

locus/wash: farawayshipping

grif/wash: roadkill

caboose/tex: heavy swing

temple/tucker: cryoblade

lopez/locus/donut: nature’s blessing

tucker/wash/donut: heavy duty spin

kimball/filss: revolutionary technology

carolina/kai/479er: flying by wire

jensen/palomo/volleyball: nerd’s tossup

florida/maine: hide and seek

florida/sarge/wyoming: usashipping (duh)

wash/grif/caboose: low speed chase

jensen/dos.0: iron giant shipping

wash/felix/locus: hook line and sinker

wash/sigma: crash and burn

sleeves/demo man/girlie: bloodbath

florida/vic: chillpillshipping

donut/felix: blood sugar

wash/donut: fresh batch

bitters/grif: solar flare

tucker/kimball: sponsored faith

donut/doc/kai: shotsshipping

wash/epsilon: recollectionshipping

texsis: yellowjacketshipping

locus/grif/simmons: mapleleafshipping

wash/tex: eclipseshipping

tucker/palomo: tsunamishipping

donut/lopez: easy bake oven

sarge/doyle: tyrannical bloodshed

felix/tucker: two of swords

church/caboose: engineshipping

[furretd0ll]

There's no reasonable explanation for this other than creepypasta Kieran funny.

Creepypasta Kieran in Hypnos Lullaby V3 when?

[grimtrespasser]

Nother Drawfee(ish) post! Buncha mutant designs using a randomized animal + aesthetic (and the TMNT Drawfee video that inspired it)

[ligbi]

Yellowjackets is my favorite offering to Dionysus

We have a maenad moment

and now a bacchanalia 

[i-can-even-burn-salad]

I made this one specifically to torment a few very specific people :) If I never post again, I have been killed. That's life.

Warnings: Captivity, kidnapping, some flavor of *shiver* creepy whumper, knives and blood and choking, but most of all… it's crack whump.

They opened their eyes. Something was wrong. No, everything was wrong. Their head hurt, feeling like it was stuffed with cotton. Their mouth was too dry, their limbs too heavy. They tried to move, but couldn’t. 

They blinked, and their surroundings came into focus. A dark room, lit only by a single, naked light bulb. Barren walls, without furniture or windows. Looking down on themselves, they found they were sitting in a wooden chair, tied to it with coarse rope around their wrists and ankles.

Movement in the corner of their eye made them snap their head up. A man stood there, watching them silently.

“Who are you?” they croaked.

The man didn’t reply. They tore at their restraints.

“Where am I?”

Still, the man didn’t say anything, but he came closer. Too close. They tried to shrink away, but their back was already pressed against the chair.

“Why… why am I here?”

“You are here, my dear.” He trailed a finger over the back of their bound hand. “Because you’ve been wondering too far from home.”

Whumpee flinched. He couldn’t be for real, could he?

“I’ve been watching you,” he continued. “Following you. You peaked my interest.” He raised his hand, caressing their cheek. “Do you even now how beautiful you are?”

They couldn’t help themselves—they jerked their head around and bit down. He screamed, pulling his bleeding hand back and slapping their face with the other.

“You shouldn’t of done that.”

They flinched, as much at his choice of words as at the rage behind them. His hands closed around their throat, squeezing. Their eyes widened in panic. They tore against the unyielding restraints, their mouth open in the fruitless struggle for air. 

“Your mine now, and I’m gonna lie down some rules. You speak when I tell you to. You are quite when I tell you to. You bleed when I want you to. You breath when I allow it. Do you understand?” He squeezed harder, bruising their neck. “Do you understand?”

Tears welled in their eyes. This was a nightmare. A nightmare. But the burning in their lungs was all too real, the overwhelming need to breathe all they could think of. They forced themselves to nod, a breathless wheeze all that left their lips.

I understand. I understand.

He let go.

“Good. I waited so long for this. To long,” he mused while they gasped for air. “Their are so many things I want to do with you.”

Through tear-blurred eyes, they watched him pull a knife out of his pocket. Polished metal and wood, not a single blemish on the blade. He twirled it around, pausing to hold it up to their face, showing them the engraving on the side.

“I had it costume made for you.” He set the knife on their collarbone, pressing down ever so slightly, until the first drop of blood welled up. “It’s blade is sharp enough for the finest of cuts.” The knife cut along until it reached the middle of his chest, the thin line blossoming red. “We wouldn’t want you to loose too much blood, too quickly, would we?”

“Please…”

“Ah. Don’t beg. Not yet.” He lifted the blade, setting it on their skin next to the first cut. “We’ll see how much you can bare before you brake.”

“Please. Please, stop,” they whimpered.

The words. They were all wrong. They hurt, more than the trail of fire along their collarbone. They sobbed.

“We’re going to have alot of fun, you and I.”

[jiangwanyinscatmom]

Hello dearest Orion! Hope you are having a great week! If you do not mind me asking or talking to you about it, what are your thoughts on inazuma? I saw some older posts of yours talking about it and, as someone who deeply HATES this region and it's archon (I felt so fucking awful seeing Raiden being forgive in just a snap of fingers so fuck her), but can't white articulate everything that I find wrong with it, could you give me a glimpse of your feelings towards this nasty can of worms?

Love your posts! They always bring me so much joy! 💕❤️

-🐉🦋

Hello there, dearest Dragonfly.

Hmmm, this region was definitely a chore storywise for for me to really enjoy...

There were parts that had potential at the start, that I had wanted to see to a fruition that just didn't come. I think Ei/Raiden Shogun was a bit of a cop out since one was literally an emotionless puppet Ei's "old" ideals were fed off from, while Ei was made to be "naive" to what had been happening to Inazuma.

This did not work for me, as Ei should have still been culpable as the Country's leader for having no care for what happened to the ones under her charge. I was turned off that she was even still able to be their leader after an admittance of knowing nothing about her own people.

I did like her second story quest as it felt more natural for her to be faced with guilt, her own self doubts and having casted a shadow in the form of Makoto. However, she is not at all meant for the role of "leadership" and it felt to me as if she could, and should have, given that position to someone more worthy and able to help the people she does not understand. I find her role as Archon dangerous since she is fully apathetic until recently to the humans she wants underfoot and still is unsure of what even her ideals are anymore, or what she even wants between a relationship as a god with humans.

Not to mention in tandem with what we see from Scaramouche who was a casualty to this exact wash and throw away from her, and the repercussions of her apathy and the long standing consequences that came of that through her, Scaramouche, and the human's hurt from her negligence towards something so intangible.

Frankly I don't like her much as an ally, she doesn't feel natural as one, nor do I think the traveler should be a baby sitter for her, when she had been the reason for them being forced into a war of her own making.

[professionaljester]

working with my boss on the first day of my period and you don’t want her to think ur slacking but the cramps are hitting you full force so ur stuck in the bathroom bc you can’t tell if it’s a cramp of you need to shit but ur anxious she’s gonna think ur slacking

[initiumseries]

Hoe Lexi the best character one euphoria “no personality “ bitch please I a woop the fuck out you Lexi the baddest bitch

[alazyparallelworld]

realized that - due to the drastic changes of semiferal 310 designs - i couldn't have, easy modifications to signify if any particular drawing was of 'pregame'/PG, kage/bon.. so...! i decided to make, specific designs for PG.

extra thoughts below

like - for the old design - pictured below (jan '22) the droop ears = bon. any upright would mean, ig ou.

in case you've never seen the old designs... here u are... still made in jan '22

right at the end of july '22, i decided they needed a design overhaul. this is partially bc i made a unique kage for a friend - the following pics are from july 25th and 30th, respectively.

as you can tell - my initial redesign, i wanted to keep it semi 'faithful' but i decided a total overhaul was needed. the second round was revised furthermore, w/ the removal of the neck scruff and the tadpole tail.

ou didn't get his thick, coated back until - last month, dec '22. this is partially why i removed my last pinned post artwork, as i feel that this final change Completed his design. Near perfection.

sai's design - IS ONE I'M STILL NOT, fully satisfied with. it's always been a bit too 'clunky' for me, not harmonious.. in late nov '22 she got her first major 'overhaul,' post-secondary design in her ears, wings, and tail... but this didn't stick.

the last time i drew her 'old ears,' was in late dec, about two weeks later. the ears worked for the icon's size and pose.

i experimented then with different ear shapes, sizes, placement... and for a small time, i tried no ears at all - but this was a Nonoption to my girlfriend. after all, sai is Her and also Her Girl, so my gf would have the final say.

for now i've decided to - well, really, it was a subconscious decision - give her old!Bon's ears.

perhaps, one day.. hopefully soon.. she will 'click' to me. Will reach ou's level of, perfection. A puzzling girl.

[little-lamb-lyosha]

One piece of lore/world building about my writing that i've been obsessed lately is the fact that 99% of half orcs choose to be trans for the funsies after learn how human genders works

[teaboot]

Wait you had autism and still got along with the other kids and knew what was going on with them?? I was never able to do that! I still chose to do my own thing but would have been unable to answer those questions.

I mean I didn't really WANNA make friends for a super long time so it didn't really matter? And if anyone was outright mean I don't think I noticed till like 6th grade.

After 6th a few other kids liked to throw or kick things at my face or steal my art supplies or give me mean nicknames- I remember almost all the boys in my class one year started a thing where if I got within 4 feet of them they'd yell "[tea] GERMS!" and make a dramatic mad-dash escape, and that was kinda hurtful, but IDK how long that was a thing??

Anyhow I started asking them if they had a crush on me or if they were just stupid, and when they asked what I meant I'd just be like "well there's two reasons boys act stupid around girls. Either you have a crush on me, or you're just always this stupid"

And that invariably led to them yelling "I'm stupid, I'm stupid!" or telling me, "I'd rather say I'm stupid than say I like you!"

Which might have been hurtful if I wasn't growing into a mild superiority complex that assured me I was smarter than them, and nicer than them, and there was really no need to desire the approval of stupid, mean people.

(This was, of course, backed up by the fact that my father was one of those mean, stupid sorts of people, and I fully beleived if I could handle him, I could handle anyone my size, and so what if you dont like me? My own dad doesnt like me, am i supposed to value your opinion?)

Then by highschool I got hot, and if one of them started chatting me up I'd just be like "You wrote in my yearbook in 2002 that I was a huge loser. Why would I want to hang out with you"

And by THEN I'd met enough genuinely fun, interesting people who actually liked me that I was never around anyone who openly disliked me anyways.

Not until I started to realize I wasn't 100% a girl and cut my hair off- Then I started hearing other girls whispering to each other that I looked like a lesbian- gasp- which, again, was actually pretty funny, 'cause then I'd just tell them not to get their hopes up 'cause I wasn't available.

Then I graduated, and moved, and it turns out I'm actually kind of hot funny smart and successful, and whenever I fall into the deep deep pit of dumb ugly stupid imposter-syndrome, I remember that as mean as other kids were sometimes, their parents thought I was the best.

So anyways get fucked Gabe from ninth grade, your mom used to give me candy and bail me out of detention. I had the biggest fucking crush on your mom dude

[astronnova]

doodles (as i avoid work) of the super awesome you wouldn't like me alive fic by @ectoplasmranch which i binge read in a 7 hour sitting yesterday

[realkeylogger]

who is this diva

[awetfrog]

replayed the disco game for self inflicted brain damage

[glo-shroom]

yes & no by Natalie Wee | Trigun Ultimate Overhaul

[lily-on-the-fence]

oh to be a shivering little floret in my Mistress's vines~

all drugged out and soft on Class A's

suddenly my mistress chuckles "oh pet! We haven't given you your Class G's yet today have we?"

And she holds her flower just above my arm, just barely touching skin

"Do you want them, petal? Why don't you take them?"

and I try to lift my arm up so the needle breaks the skin but then my Mistress's writhe underneath me and I fall, useless and limp against them again.

She looks at me with so much love and asks "oh pet, what's the matter? I thought you liked your new body?"

All I can do is look up at her and whisper "please..." my whisper drawing out into a whine as my Mistress shudders and plunges herself into me, flower petals wrapped around my arm so I couldn't shake it even I wanted to, pumping me so full of girl juice.

"What a good little pet, begging so sweetly," she croons. "You're going to be such a good little girl for me~"