#yes they kiss

[a-fangirltrash]

More fiddauthor yuri i already have a yaoi comic but that's for tomorrow, it's turn of the sapphics

I just know they're so touchy and sweet with eachother because they can excuse being touchy with "omg silly girly bestie things". I also think that lady mcgucket calls Phanie (Ford) darling very often, but in a mom (and gay) way. So their breakup was totally a mess up, very sapphic of them

Also Bill made Phanie work non stop for 3 days after his because he's a jealous fuck

[tearwolfe]

the last slide is moreso a note to the reader! rui would never divulge his secrets, even to his dear knight <3

[quarzy]

gems

[amaranth41]

Starting out strong actually posting some art with an old piece from 2020 of two of my mandalorian ocs, Talál (he/him, left) and Zahar (they/them, right)

Talál is a zabrak who was adopted as a kid by an escaped clone post o66 (Latch), Latch, having grown up surrounded by mando culture from the Cuy'val Dar, decided to raise Tal as a mandalorian. He finds out later in life that he’s force sensitive, and after some time of self loathing and a journey of self discovery he figures out how to reconcile that as a Mandalorian with his anti-force upbringing and figure out a way to marry the two halves of his identity. He is flamboyant, arrogant, sardonic, simultaneously very smart and also a fucking idiot

Zahar is an Umbaran who escaped their planet as a young adult to get away from the oppressive and violent culture - they found the mandalorian culture for themselves both as something to be admired and aspired to, but also as a way to hide; hide their gender, hide their species, anything that could be conveniently covered by a suit of armor. Talál and the rest of the mandalorian crew (the Shriek Hawks) slowly bring them out of their shell and they figure out how to be themselves in a way where they don’t feel like they have to hide anymore. Zahar is a laid back troublemaker, content with sitting back and watching the chaos they’ve sowed. They’re a planner, a manipulator, and yet all they really want is time to relax, learn, and discover more of the world they’ve missed out on

[intrusiveinks]

Redesigns are fun, even if they're simple or super different!

This was mainly gonna be a screenshot redraw/study but I'm trying to add some stuff to it now :] I'm really proud of my dash design actually, i might keep it!

Pegapinkie supremacy btw!

[reverendazmx]

don’t know if these will be their final designs or not

[hansoeii]

A latte with lots of love!

[pixelguzzler]

sometimes self care means giving your doppelganger sloppy.

[demaparbat-hp]

He truly did.

[juunipupu]

Knight and deep-set venom

[anbaisai]

Ramshackle cat girl

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

[theeroticlover]

Mhmmm !!! Come here you ...

[weirdsociology]

hey writers we have to talk.

if you've read any romance or fanfic in the past twenty years (i know you have), you know that there are a certain number of scents associated with hot dudes. you can probably recite the list of Things Men in Fic smell like in your sleep: leather, black pepper, pine, sandalwood, "something uniquely him", clean sweat, and if the character has ever fucking been within 50 yards of a firearm, something called "cordite".

here's the thing.

NO ONE SMELLS LIKE CORDITE.

cordite was a highly specific type of smokeless gunpowder developed in the 1890s by england specifically and used mostly in wwi.

if your good-smelling guy is not (a) english (b) using a very specific type of british rifle (c) dying in a trench in flanders, he does not smell like cordite. technically even if he does meet all those conditions he still doesn't smell like cordite because he smells like trenchfoot.

the point is, cordite is so far from universal that no one but the most hardcore gun nerds give a single shit about it. making your Sexy Hero smell like cordite is like naming a cassette-only bootleg live recording from the 1970s as your favorite grateful dead album. everyone at the party hates you immediately and knows you're doing it for clout. also, it's just factually... wrong. please stop. i know everyone else is doing it, but you can do the right thing here, i believe in you.

so what do people who are using guns smell like?

well if your story is set before the late 1880s, the smell of a fired gun is black powder, which, unfortunately, smells like seventeen flatulent cows have been shoved in a tire factory. trust me, you do not want your Hot Dude to smell like black powder. it's b a d.

if your story is set after the late 1880s, guns are using some variety of modern 'smokeless' powder - which speaking broadly doesn't really have a ton of scent when used. it does have some, but it's sort of non-descript: the best way i can describe it is the sweet, ozone, hot-plate smell of popping your car hood with a warm engine.

people who use guns a lot don't smell like fired guns all the time anyway, so while those scents might work in a fight scene, they're not realistic all the time. but there are some things that your Sexy Shootist will smell like basically 24/7 and that's metal and gun oil. metal you can go and sniff (i recommend non-stainless steel), but if you want a reference, most gun oils have a sharp, organic smell that's not dissimilar to canola oil but muskier and with a tang overtop. it's not unlikely leather is in the mix as well due to routine handling of leather equipment and gear. modern gear also tends to have a certain smell although it varies by production country and storage conditions - lots of opportunities there.

in conclusion: gunslingers and hired killers and military folks can be sexy and smell great on page, but i am begging you not to say "cordite" when you mean "gunpowder" ever again. we can do this. we are writers and therefore pedants. i believe in us!

[pokimoko]

I can't keep being fundamentally changed as a person by animated movies, it's just not sustainable.

[tooquirkytolose]

~The Most Beautiful Woman in The World~

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