#woo time to tag stuff

[roxtron-gt]

WOO I spent a few days on this and I'm excited to post it but yeah I wanted to redraw the painting from the end of ghost trick! I thought it'd be fun to experiment with since I don't usually draw.. well pretty much any of the main features of the painting, lol. Anyway a bit more rambling + close up + game screenshot under the cut

close up of Sissel since it's really hard to see with how big the picture is

but yeah this was super fun i wanted to try my best to keep it within the original style so the silhouettes were still close to the original but also to add enough details to make it more in the style i'd normally draw with since ghost trick is so stylized I wanted to try my best to combine the two.

[okcoolthanks]

I really liked “I Saw The TV Glow” for a lot of reasons like the lighting and sound design and stuff

But I also really liked it because how similar I felt to it. Like you watch a show you love so much you want to Be In It and all you do is interact with That Show to the point where you start talking like it and you make everything you see like it because you don’t Know anything else

I really liked owens character because of how Stuck he is in his life. He says he doesn’t think about “that stuff” because it makes him feel gross so he doesnt. He takes a job at a place he doesn’t like and when it gets shut down he goes with the manager to the next place also doing a job he hates. When his parents die he lives in the same house he grew up in because he doesn’t want to leave. He had one friend and when she disappeared presumed dead he didn’t do anything but reminiscenced on his time with her and watching the show she helped him watch. You can also see how he starts taking care of himself less after his father died, in the last scenes of the movie he looks like he barely eats or drinks water, he doesn’t do anything but his job. “Years feel like seconds” because he isn’t doing anything of importance he lost everything that he looked forward too

He doesn’t talk above a normal speaking volume until he’s literally DYING and even after he apologizes still out of breath. He’s still dying then. No one responds to his apologies or responded to him when he was screaming

He gets a chance to leave and go with Maddie to The Pink Opaque and he gets scared, he gets a chance to leave with her when he was younger and he gets scared. He’s so unhappy with his life but he doesn’t want to change it because he doesn’t know what else to do

[swordmaid]

i am wide awake thinking about that post canon jb au again when I should be sleeping …!!! such is the nature of the jbrainrot…

[tiniest-hands-in-all-the-land]

Posting OCs? On main?? That might be a first from me :0

Here are my boys Orfeo and Percy from a webcomic that I'll probably never actually make. They get along I think. 🤷‍♂️

[fabdante]

The Party Animal and the Goth

Duncan tried to tell her before they showed up that this would be different. She should give it a try. It’d been years since the last party she went to with him (she’d been dating Trent at the time to, something Duncan further blamed for her bad time). Maybe she’d like it now. And Duncan wouldn’t leave her alone, he swore. No awkward hanging out by herself and the dog should they have one. And if Trent was there, Duncan would punch him just for her. Blah blah. All sorts of promises. Well. She wasn’t into it. Like she said she wouldn’t be. Duncan fucked off somewhere else. Like she thought he would. And she saw her ex Trent floating around and she was doing everything in her power to avoid any awkward small talk that would ensue the second he saw her again. Like she feared.  Of course the party was going to be that predictable. She should have put money on it. And there wasn't even a dog. Around midnight she’d gotten sick of the whole thing. But Duncan was off doing something (hopefully not someone) and Geoff found her. They talked. She mentioned maybe looking for DJ and leaving. But Geoff lit up like she’d just told him he won a prize and her night got a little weird. Instead of just saying bye or helping her find DJ or literally anything else, Geoff was instantly offering to talk her back to her dorm. So that got her where she was now, walking with Geoff away from his party.  What the fuck.

Summery: A classic 'Geoff walks Gwen home' story set in the year of 2013/2014, in which Gwen has decided to leave a party early and Geoff has decided he'll walk her home. (College AU, no camp.)

Words: 4,274

Rating: Teen (swearing)

Read Here!

[touch-tone-persephone]

Happy birthday to the paper mario game ever made<3

[quackquackquackin]

Update on the adhd and anxiety, it’s still called the “holy shit” but its also gonna be anxiHD (so creative teehee

I’ve created a cub version of it, it is born from pure STRESS and the energy makes it this fuzzy little shit

[theclosetedskeleton]

WILL WOOD FANS!!!!!!!!!!!

Are you a Average will wood fan? Maybe not so much “average”, and way past that? Have you listened to three songs by will wood, or literally all of them that have ever existed? Do you wanna find people like you?!

Well *sits down and spins in my silly rolling chair* Maybe you should join the sunshine cult ‼️

The sunshine cult is a “cult” surrounding Will Wood, Will Wood and the tapeworms, and pretty much anything related to Will. No, Its not exactly a CULT, more like a silly group. I started the cult on Pinterest out of all places, and that got mediocrely far. However, I know that some people here would be interested in this.

You don’t need much to join the cult itself. All you really need to do is ask me, and (most likely) I’ll let you in. However, I find just the group on its own is really boring in theory. Because of this (not so really a) dilemma, theres also a discord server !!!

“How do i join the discord server?”

Usually if you ask to join the cult, I’ll ask you if you’d want to join the server as well. Its not mandatory to do so, but I find the server to be a lot of fun. If you do want to join the server, Send me an ask or dm me that you’d like to join the cult & server with your discord user. I Don’t plan on linking the server here, as usually links expire and I don’t want to keep renewing it. Also, I find it more easier to just send whoever wishes to join the link directly, as its what Ive been doing ever since i made the server.

Slight note - I dont really have much experience with discord servers so it may not be the best discord server out there. Also, While the servers mainly fun and games, please follow the rules in the server. Last thing I wanna do is ban or kick one of you silly people here.

And thats all !!! If you have any questions, or if you wanna join, let me know !!! Im sorry if this really doesnt make sense or if my words are all messed up, its 5am as im writing this and im doing a all-nighter lmfao

[s1llydr3amscape]

been so busy with personal life but finished some refs for artfight!!!! Idk if I'll manage to finish the others but the old refs should suffice!!! Come fight me hehehe!!!

[good-beans]

(Milgram self-insert oc masterpost hehe)

Name: For the sake of posting online I’ll call her Rose!

Color: #E7355B [the pink in the art]

Age: I guess she’d be 20 given when Milgram started huh.

Status: Milgram Staff, Machine Technician

Symbols/imagery: ballet/musical theater, science experiments

Song genre: very similar to Mahiru's, something upbeat and extra pop-y

Tentatively she's number 011? She's not really prisoner but she's also not free to come and go, so I'm not actually sure if she'd get a number (Edit: I've decided she'll actually be 012. Staff is given the 01X range, and even though Es doesn't actively have a number they'd be staff member 011, making her 012.)

Story: Since the project is supposed to be realistic/present day, the mv machine would be brand new and unpredictable tech, so they’d want someone keeping up on maintenance and making sure the brain-invasive process won’t cause any harm to the prisoners. Rose was studying abroad in Japan working on some cool neuroscience tech (irl I know nothing about technology or brains but shh) and she stumbled upon some secret tech/plans from Milgram. Long story short, she was dragged into the experiment to make sure things ran smoothly.

Writer's Reasoning: She’s really fun for me to play around with, as she allows me to work with a character who has a tiny bit of pull over Es’ mindset in conversation but not the final decision (aka mirroring the voting system), and someone who is simultaneously trapped in the prison but has a reason to see all the canon content.* I really enjoy the character interactions and dynamics Milgram has set up so far, so it’s been super fun seeing how things change for better and worse when someone not quite aligned with either Milgram/the prisoners is thrown into the mix!

*As much as I love dramatic irony in fiction, it would drive me crazy if I knew every detail of of the vds/mvs but Rose didn't – and every single Milgram character is The Worst Communicator Ever so I couldn’t justify that she’d hear it secondhand from them...

Story roles:

She’s a bit conflicted -- she’s officially Milgram staff and knows she should remain neutral on the prisoners, since she won’t be allowed to interfere with the process/executions. At the same time, her job description is literally “make sure the machine doesn't hurt them and everyone's safe :)” and she's way too emotional to avoid getting hopelessly attached to everyone 😅

I really enjoy the theory that the machine extracts videos based off of priming, so one of Rose’s duties involves listening in on the interrogation and making sure there’s been enough material discussed/not too much time has passed overall (hence the ringing of the bell happening at different lengths for each vd -- That's her ringing it :3). She then watches the mvs along with Es to make sure there are no machine glitches, and know how to calibrate it better for next time.

(IEdit: I've since decided to add in official trial mvs, but before when I wasn't ready to tackle that:) She has to run some tests on the machine to make sure things are calibrated correctly, so she'd extract little things here and there. It gives me the opportunity to think up lyric snippets and recurring symbols for her without worrying about full encompassing music videos.

I'm not afraid to admit she can fall into Mary Sue territory every so often by being everyone's friend, because it's less about "aw everyone likes her" and more about "canon is too painful rn and I need a fix-it tool to take care of these guys and give them hugs and tell them someone forgives them and cares about them and unfortunately these characters wouldn't let anyone less than a friend do that." Rest assured she's definitely not perfect and will fuck everything up on occasion :3

Miscellaneous: Whenever I play around with normal au ideas she's still working on the machine (but in a public, more ethical setting), and she's Mahiru's roommate :) Her character isn't super focused on love, but if I had to pick a cover song it'd be Stickybug II. It's very much my vibe, the lyrics fit well enough (better than most songs, at least lol) and it's one of my favorites out of my limited knowledge of unchosen Deco songs! (Edit, I've actually given her non-deco cover songs hehe)

So yeah, I hope she's not too boring without a cool crime to decipher, but I wanted to share since I was really proud of her! It took a bit of tinkering to find a way to fit her into a perfect secret-third-thing role that runs very smoothly with all of canon, so I was very excited!

[allaboardthevespa]

DC Episode 8. (BIG BIG SPOILERS)

So.

Yeah.

My favorite character got eliminated.

And yeah, I'm kind of sad.

But I'm taking the wins I can because-

I STILL WON BITCHES LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

IT'S CANON!!!

Anyway with my fave gone I'm now pulling for Ellie to win this season

[therizino-ao3]

Hermit Horror Week 2023

Day seven: From Beyond

Summary: One night, some people come down from the stars. Everything changes and nothing at all.

Read on ao3

Contains: murder, colonialism, slavery, ecological destruction, hermits as villains, loss of culture, outsider POV.

This one is a very different kind of horror, way more meta and sombre and existential than the other things I've done this week, so heads up for that!

They came from the stars.

That was what the villages near the river claimed, anyway. A great, hulking mass of machinery, as large as a mountain, descending upon the rock. It opened a small orifice, like a door, and about two dozen of the visitors emerged. They weren’t really like villagers at all, but that was the closest thing they could be described to, though some had traits of other animals, like dog tails or fish scales. All anyone knew was that they were something different.

And they were the talk of everyone everywhere for a decent while, the gossip spreading from village to village until it reached the pillagers and the piglins and the enderfolk. The visitors seemed to be content staying in the area around the river, clearing out trees and building houses and collecting animals. Houses was a bit of an exaggeration, some would claim, half of the things they were building were more like shapes or rocks or statues. They were built with precision and rich materials, clearly important, but many were wildly impractical for everyday use, bringing up the question for why someone would go through all that effort for somewhere so poor to live. It must be a religious thing, most guessed, some way of honouring their gods. The whole settlement was clearly a village, if a very foreign one.

Some wandering traders made it their mission to contact the foreigners, talking big about all the goods they’d get and the trade routes they’d set up. None that set out to the settlement came back. One of the larger pillager factions sent out a scouting crew to investigate the lot, who shared the same fate. Some others tried, but eventually everybody got the idea that the strangers weren’t to be messed with.

The uneasy peace the land had settled into didn’t last long. The first warning was the attack of the Mansion of the East. The pillagers that survived talked of foes that, when killed, would leave no corpse, re-entering the Mansion risen from the dead, as healthy as could be. Even in a fight, they were formidable, healing wounds in seconds. They demolished the mansion, with only an un-armoured party of 4, targeting every evoker and looting every room. The magic they had – to heal and respawn – was unlike any that had been seen before, stronger than even totems of undying. That was when the fear began to brew, the realisation that the new arrivals were far, far stronger than any of them had met before.

And then, for the next few days, Marigold Valley Village would be silent, with their usual traders failing to show at the monthly market, nor any representatives coming to the Valley council meeting. Though it wasn’t known at the time, this would be because it was taken over. One of the foreigners had claimed the village as his own, altering the town and keeping its people hostage as workers. It was the first sign of a new era: destruction. Now that the settlers had gotten themselves established, they turned to raiding and kidnapping. It wasn’t that these were new concepts, pillagers had been doing the same for more generations than anyone could remember, but nobody could fight back against opponents of their power. Villagers were stolen from their homes, put to working for these creatures, whilst their villages were destroyed. Pillagers would come next, outposts burned, ravagers taken, and mansions slaughtered. Even the folk from other realms wouldn’t last long, piglins being put to work themselves and bastions ruined even more than they already were, not to say how the once great nether fortresses would be transformed into wicked machines. The odd enderman had escaped the End and fled to the Overworld, and would share with others, sombrely, about their empty end cities and a great machine that could kill thousands at a time.

And then, as soon as it began, it ended. The world returned to stability once more – albeit a very different kind. The villages distant enough to avoid the purge learnt new rules – hide inside when one of the strangers flies over, give up all items that they desire, and don’t attempt to fight back. They would see one of them occasionally, but they would only show up to steal a camel or ransack an old temple, and had no interest in harming the villagers. As generations passed, the gossip and community of the villages that once were was forgotten and the silence was all that was known. You would think, when there are less people, the world would seem much smaller. But as the fringe villages went on with their lives in isolation, it felt so much larger.

As for those under the direct control of the settlers, they developed their own kind of normalcy. Disobedience wasn’t an option – in the early days, they’d execute workers in front of everyone else, but later on, people would simply disappear if they weren’t up to standard. The cosy insides of a wooden house or animal hide tent were replaced with glass and concrete and stone and sometimes, even, the bowels of a ship. Work was hard, gruelling days and gruelling tasks – quarrying stone and copying books and mining obsidian. It wasn’t like anyone had a choice, though, and there was food and shelter. Life, no matter how difficult, just became ordinary life. And, for those born in the catacombs of some dank hole, they knew nothing else.

There was a lot of debate, of course, on what the beings were. Most people saw them as gods, with the uncanny buildings and impossible machinery and immortality. Ancient pantheons were merged with the current figures, forming new names and rituals. Each of the “gods” was identified and had their own domain and supposed sacrifices to gain favour with, but also on a more observable level, had an area they were known to live in and activities they were known to do. Some disagreed strongly on this interpretation however, seeing their captors as strong and undefeatable, yes, but just entities like any other. They were the step-up from pillagers – just as bloodthirsty and greedy, but far more technologically advanced.

None of it mattered, anyway, in the end. They were spotted less and less, coming to check up on their workers nearly never. The braver and luckier ones were able to stage an escape from their confinement, at first apprehensive on what their masters would do if they found they had escaped, but eventually realising their captors were never coming back. They had left as suddenly as they appeared. A month passed without any signs of them. A mixed feeling of relief and fear settled over everyone. So many years had passed since the first arrival, over a hundred, and nobody was left to say what the before times were like. At first there was a lot of power struggle, questioning, revolts, disputes… But as with all things, it became normal again.

Villages sprouted up where they used to be, mansions got re-inhabited, bastions got repaired, and ender cities re-emerged. There was a bit of hesitancy, at first, about living near or in the structures the creatures had left, but it brought so many benefits, that eventually people did. There were some places everyone avoided – the gigantic hole in the world and the starting village, for one. But otherwise, houses and farms sprung up in teapots and caves and rocks and castles and vaults and it all became natural. Hundreds and hundreds of years later, they were left as nothing more than a scary bedtime story and silly old wives’ tale behind the massive structures on the planet.

But still, sometimes, people would turn their heads to the sky and shiver, slightly. Because, if they came from the stars, what else could come down?

[yousignedupforthis]

working from home is bad for me because the sun comes out and im like ooh. what if i walked to the op shop

[seamayweed]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 사냥개들 | Bloodhounds (TV 2023) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Kim Gun Woo/Kim Myeong Gil Characters: Kim Gun Woo (Bloodhounds), Kim Myeong Gil Additional Tags: Rough Sex, Public Sex, Anal Fingering, Mind Games, Manipulation, Dubious Consent, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat Series: Part 2 of you put the metal in your mouth Summary:

Myeong-gil keeps his promise of visiting the café again.

[didntaskforfrozenyoghurt]

when you switch medication options and exercise becomes something possible to achieve

[indiejustdoodling]

wow i really let this blog die lmao sorry chat

have some DND tododeku (i gave them characters in DND who are . basically like them but also not ykyk) i mean