#yks rambles

[yksdr13]

If dangerous then why so precious??? Like- HOW should I remember not to mess with her when she is literally: 🥺🥺🥺

[crowkip]

yeehaw, baby!

[scribblekingdom]

I just watched the London Special and oh.. oh my god... oh my GOD OH M

[wu-does-art]

thinking about Nico adjusting to letting himself miss and long for the people he loves. based on these bits from the sun and the star:

" As Nico and Will followed the trogs, he thought about how much he missed Hazel. He was learning to make peace with that feeling. It was okay for him to miss people because that meant he wanted them around in his life. That idea was *very* new for him- he was used to either pushing people away or watching them recoil from his presence." *

" That was the most surreal thing of all... Was he happy? Nico wasn't very familiar with the sensation, but he couldn't deny that he felt wonderful in Will's presence. He even longed for the son of Apollo when they were apart. A funny thing had happened as the two grew closer: Nico suddenly understood all those cheesy, sappy love songs he'd always hated."

[kiras-law]

this is a love letter to light yagamis big brown eyes

[fictionalsownme]

smash???????? who said that?????????

engineer doesn't get enough love on this blog considering how much I cannot express my devotion to him, so I’m working to fix that :) this is similar to what I did for damien but it took foreverr!! iswm lighting is so so pretty which makes it impossible to get right ;;u;; the saturation is really high and there's multiple light sources so in terms of rendering it, its like it was personally designed to leave me dead on the floor :))))) either way,, I'm happy with how it turned out!! he’s very prettie :))

also bonus:

[fury161]

portraits for a de au i think about a little bit

[ctwinsduo]

woe cwilbur be upon ye. as promised here are my designs for every cwil era/stage/what have you + my reasons behind each design. design breakdown will be under the read more :>

as a disclaimer going forward: these designs are heavily informed by my own headcanons (namely the nature spirit headcanon, which i will only briefly explain here- if you want more of a background on that here's where I first shared the hc and explained it a bit) i'll be honest idk how much of these hcs/analysis abides by canon? so if you prefer to closely abide by canon this may not be for you. having said that, let's get into this. So one question that may initially come to mind when looking over this is "Why a nature spirit?" which is a reasonable question all things considered. I've already gone over the Watsonian explanation in the past, so instead I'll cover the Doylist take- which is more interesting as it pertains to these designs. Wilbur, as I see her, is a character that has many faces- she warps and changes to embody the view of herself she sees as necessary for the situation, whether that be the revolutionary or the villain. Simultaneously he has this core that's deeply eccentric and often difficult for the characters around him to grasp- this can come in the form of benign weirdness to the struggles with mental illness we see him go through throughout his various arcs. There's this push and pull between the person they want to portray and who they are fundamentally that's always at play.

Them being a nature spirit embodies this to an extreme. As a nature spirit their physical form is informed by their self perception (the one that's warped by the role they feel they need to take) and their own mental state, both aspects of the character that are foundational.

Another question that may arise upon reading all of this is "Why not just make him a shapeshifter?" which is also a valid question. Truthfully this one is rooted heavily in my own ideas of the character, so you'll have to take that with a grain of salt. I am, unfortunately, prone to making shit up /lh With that in mind however, the reason I choose nature spirit over shapeshifter is that, the way I interpret it, it's much more... animalistic? Let me explain: the way I tend to see shapeshifters portrayed is either a. having a base form that's relatively humanoid and then multiple other forms or b. having no base form but still presenting as generally humanoid. As a nature spirit Wilbur has a natural (ba-dum-tsss) tie to well... nature, and all that lives within it.

She's this manifestation of the wilderness whose form isn't even naturally human, yet she shapes herself into something presenting as such. As a nature spirit Wilbur occupies this weird nebulous space between human and beast, never fully embodying either. I find this incredibly interesting for a character that wants to feel and to be treated as human so badly, one that also clearly resents being seen as monstrous (despite leaning into that perception of themselves)

TLDR; Wilbur's 50 contradictions in a trenchcoat (literally) and being a nature spirit gives these contradictions/masks/ect. a physical manfiestation Now that we're 500+ words of analysis in, let me breakdown each individual stage :3 /lh

Pre-SMP + L'manburg

The most "human" Wilbur ever gets here- technically these two are different designs/eras but they have similar design notes so I'm lumping them together here

During this stage of his life Wilbur has a fairly good handle on his shapeshifting and is consciously choosing to look more human

Small details like the fangs, pointed ears, claws, and pupils allude to an inhuman nature. I like to think there's something uncanny valley about them- they look human but the longer you look at them the more small discrepancies you notice

Both look relatively generic appearance wise, if you can't tell this was Wilbur's "I am a Normal Human Man era" but with slightly more gender /lh

Decided to stick Wilbur in a different outfit Pre-SMP than the actual skin most people reference, mostly because I thought it'd be fun. The trenchcoat follows her throughout her development

Lots of goofy ass patches and pins on the coat

I personally hc that Wilbur always has some sort of oversized clothes on because it's a bit like a security blanket for him, very grounding and all that- anyways that's what the trenchcoat is here

Limited notes on L'manburg era- main thing is the glasses; they got cracked in conflict and they just never bothered to fix em

Pogtopia

As a result of stress (and personal perception) Wilbur lost control over his shifting entirely

Wilbur views their nature as inherently monstrous, thus when they think of themselves as monstrous or evil they lose most of their human appearance

Much taller in this form than usual, this reflects both how she feels she's perceived and how she perceives herself (monstrous, scary, inhuman, ect. ect.)

Their height also serves to emphasis the claustrophobic nature of the ravine and especially the button room

Eye color changes from brown to red, yet again another thing which reflects his self loathing

Coat is the same one worn pre-smp, just with some adjustments

Pins & patches removed from the jacket (my friend suggested it saying that he "ripped them out because they were too happy" and I find that mental image particularly silly so it stays)

Covered in stains, partially because the ravine is just. awful. and partially because this thing is not taking care of herself even a little bit

Lenses are even more cracked than they were during the revolution

Ghostbur

This section has a lot less points then the others on account of Ghostbur being fairly self explanatory, but shhhhhh

Reverted to "base form" post death, form is extremely fluid as a ghost- she tends to shift depending on the topic of conversation or the person she's speaking with (Explain being: whenever she talks about "alivebur" she becomes more human)

Less of a note and more rambling: fox ghostbur is especially fun to me given the hatred Wilbur has for Ghostbur. Ghostbur physically reflecting the parts of Wilbur that they hate the most in themselves

For Wilbur their base form- just a normal widdle fox- represents vulnerability. It is quite literally a small, fuzzy animal with little means to defend itself and it is also the culmination of everything Wilbur is running from. Ghostbur embraces this form fully yet is seen as more palatable by the people around her than Wilbur ever was

Constantly leaking a jammy, blue substance from his eyes and the cut in his chest, yucky

Especially long sections of "fur" like their tail and the back of their neck are constantly "dripping" little wisps like rain

Post-Revival

Post-revival his shifting is still fucked up (thank the mental illness for that) but he's got a slightly better handle on it, enough to look semi-human

Eyes have reverted back to brown but their lenses are tinted red anyways (often looks red)

The coat makes a comeback, edges are all fucked up from the explosion

That funky little overcoat/cloak/ect. got yoinked by Niki

Disheveled appearance meant to reflect her rancid ass mental state- namely the hair and the facial hair. Hair is grown out because she can't be bothered to cut it (you bet that shit is full of knots)

Nasty awful smeared eyeshadow as a treat <3 (I just think he deserves to be a little cunty yk?)

Got a little tired near the end here which is why the points got a bit sloppy, maybe I'll add more at a later date who knows. If you made it this far I hope you at least enjoyed reading all of this :>

[nexahexagon]

Who the Hell is Clownpierce and Why is he Literally Me

Anyways had fun with this, made it purely because I draw Sneeg and EMF’s eyes/hair the same way (aka I had intense Deja Vu for such a small reason that I had to blow this creation completely out of proportion!)

[yksdr13]

I'm rewatching scream and then I see this frame, like... her arms— also, Sam bby, why are you beatboxing????

[warnadudenexttime]

Legally this is a joke, I’m coping with memes

[tojisun]

noncon - somnophilia

simon rutting his thick fucking and leaking cock on your clothed pussy, staining the lacy little thing, grunting in hushed whispers how he’s going to make a bigger mess if you just let him.

you’re sure you weren’t supposed to have heard him say that. hell, he shouldn’t even be in your room…

where’s john? where’s your husband?

[whump-in-the-closet]

just. A thought.

characters stepping forward to take a blow for the loved one

- the quick dart to intercept Whumper’s hand as they try to backhand Whumpee. “mmmff—” a crack.

- “what are you doing?” Blood dripping to the floor, falling to one knee

- that dark glint in their eyes that either says “don’t fucking touch them” or “no one hurts them except me”

- catching Whumper’s hand as it falls and twisting with a white knuckled grip. Think twice.

- a grunt of pain, a gasp of real fear that’s swallowed down before anyone can hear it

- turning to check on whumpee after they’ve been hurt. “Are you okay?” And whumpee only stares, their eyes wide.

- “stop.” / “no”. Guards yanking them away so Whumper can get to who they want to punish.

- whumper turning on the character who dared to stand up to them, whumpee completely forgotten. Through the blinding pain, all they can think is I can take it. They can’t.

[im-not-a-joke]

birdflash where dick has a breakdown ab all the pressure he feels constantly from being nightwing and All That Entails + his family + just like. Being an adult, so wally is like “hey why don’t you just take a break and come stay in keystone w me for a little bit :))))”

and really, this whole thing is wally “accidentally” making dick his trophy wife. but dick doesn’t need to know that.

dick is rebuilding himself and finding out who he is without the looming bat-shaped shadow constantly over his head while also being a guy who who grew up in nj suddenly in the midwest.

dick: walls, i thought you said the people here were chill

wally: they are? why? did something happen?

dick: when i went for a walk today, everyone i made eye-contact with smiled at me.

wally: yeah, and?

dick: they smiled.

wally: oh right you’re from the gloomiest place on earth.

wally: smiling at the people you make eye contact with is just being polite here, dude.

(and like, this could be established!birdflash where wally is lowkey trying to frog boil his bf into settling down (it works) OR it could be pre-birdflash in an “and they were roommates” situation.)

[gojoest]

you send a dirty text to your husband (gojo satoru) to see his reaction and watch him run around the house picking the kids up to lock them in their rooms. he says mama and papa have a very important matter to talk about and it’s not for the ears of the little ones ( :

[itsmypagenotyours]

despite how awful of a person Harley Sawyer is, there is something so fascinating and horrifying about his situation. It's karma for everything he's done, and yet barely a fraction of the pain he's inflicted upon the experiments he worked on. Tethered down and forced away from his own vision, seeing himself as an artist of progress. Dragged to the level of the creations he views as objects; yet lesser. Sawyer insists that something was done incorrectly in the surgery to make him The Doctor. He would never make such a mistake, he could never be what he made others. It isn't the way of the world - his way.

Yet even with his body destroyed and torn in an attempt to force him into complacency, he still holds power. Sawyer is necessary for operations to continue, otherwise they would have simply killed him. I imagine that overtime and as his rage subsides, he recognises this. Leith Pierre needs him. Playtime Co. needs him. The Prototype will later need him. He cannot be on the same level as those who dragged him down or those he created. The Doctor is his own rank of existence with just as much power as he had before. While they ruined his body, the one thing they need from him is exactly what makes him dangerous.

Of course, The Doctor still holds resentment about how he became what he did - he's still severely limited. But the idea of the horror fizzling away as he gets used to the new system, learns to operate his parts and figures out loopholes and ways to work in the shadows. He becomes something else, maybe not greater, but different with new resources. Humans are most creative when they're under limitation, and as a young Sawyer once said, progress doesn't care for how anyone feels about it.