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miwtual · 10 months
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im so fucking tired of the disrespect gifmakers get on the gifmaker website
#kai.txt#negativity tw#(sorry these are gonna be a lot of tags. i have a lot of feelings and i dont know where else to put them)#we make gifs and nobody reblogs them#when they do get reblogged all people want to tell you is that your gifs arent good enough to them and rip it to shreds#'you're missing x' 'why didnt you do y' 'if i made this i would have abc' 'hey op ur wrong and this is why' 'i dont like this op'#reposters dont even reblog your fucking gifset but they'll save your gifs to repost later asking for how to do something#that they could have asked you how to do in the fucking first place#we reblog ourselves constantly because nobody else will and maybe to make our work look like it has more notes than it does#to make ourselves feel better about the lack of interaction we're getting#and then when we TALK about this frustration we have. people who are too afraid to say it to our faces#go on anon in our askboxes and tell us how we're somehow selfish for wanting people to interact with the sets#that we spent time on. hours. days. WEEKS in some cases#or we get anons who tell us the reason we dont have notes are because we arent good at gifmaking in the first place#but this is all on anon. because they're too scared to tell it to our faces#they're too scared for us to see that they ARENT a gifmaker and that they dont know how to do it any better either#they dont see us as people doing something we love as a hobby. they see us as content machines that dance like court jesters#im just so fucking tired of the disrespect#and this sentiment goes for more than just gifmakers. graphicmakers. artists. literally any creative hobby shared on this site#we get treated like shit and for what? literally for fucking what.
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catmanbowser · 1 year
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[throws him a warm wet towel] here you go king <3
[COMPUTER ENHANCE!!!]
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r-truth · 5 months
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thunderc1an · 2 years
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Owlpaw’s Diary.
Today’s warriors trope: forbidden romances 
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lokh · 1 year
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demon kyojuro!
in this au he survives mugen train and goes thru a lil corruption arc that starts with senjuro getting killed by humans (sorry senjuro!) and ends with kyojuro becoming disillusioned with the corps and possibly killing senjuro’s murderers. he still doesnt get turned willingly (also not by akaza) and in fact forgets everything except how much he hates akaza (as a human had come to resent him) and having a weird obsession with killing ‘strong’ people/demons (his need to protect the weak → need to stop the strong). i promise it still ends up being renkaza somehow ahgdfgvnfhd
design notes and extended
the first scene that the first image is based on reminded me of kabuki with how theatrical the pose seemed… and it turns out that kyojuro likes watching noh and kabuki (based on fanbook one)! so the makeup is very much based on sugiguma design, which is supposed to represent a hero with great strength but also anger. it is also consciously meant to reflect akazas markings, which also seem to resemble the villainous kugeare kabuki design…?
it being only a ‘mask’ reflects the idea of his playing a role (doing what you ‘should’ do, putting on a brave face) and the whole theatricality aspect… but that his face is ‘painted’ that way beneath an actual mask kind of shows who he Really is?
beneath the hannya mask, representing a demon consumed by anger and revenge, he’s still a ‘hero’ at heart
colors are intended to oppose the demon slayer uniform
fading to black → ash, burnt, but also literally ‘dirtying your hands’
the horns are just there to look cool LMAO but I guess also reflects the very real belief he might hold/have held before being turned that he had done something unforgivably wrong
as you can tell from the drawings he Does eventually start to remember things and stops akaza from offing himself because how in the world is that fair when he has to live with himself?? but he also probably has it in his head that once he helps defeat muzan as a demon hes gonna walk himself into the sun as penance and not take the cure. maybe we have a fun lil role reversal and akaza is the one to convince him to live as a human. i have not thought this far tbh
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jazzzzzzhands · 8 months
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I loved my sketches so much, i decided to finish them!
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alkalineleak · 1 year
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THE FALL!
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theokusgallery · 4 months
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Another Arsenic doodle I drew in the train
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moeblob · 1 year
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So, Fall 5 rolls around and I give Elliott flowers in the morning while he's trapped in his shack (because it's raining on a bday again wow). I continue on with my day in game and grab a hot pepper and run over to the bar to give Shane a gift. Which is delayed because I had to get drunk with Elliott first, then am politely removed from the premises as the heart event ends, and walked RIGHT BACK INSIDE while still drunk from Elliott and give Shane a hot pepper and wobbled back out. But it's so funny to imagine Shane watching the weird farmer getting drunk, leaving, running back in to hand him a pepper, and then leaving /again/.
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thousandth-island · 1 year
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I had to doodle this when I saw this post (She lived I promise)
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maudiemoods · 9 months
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Ok not cool why am I hearing voices
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jordan-the-pious · 3 months
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“Jordan?”
Jordan looked up from their phone as their name was called. The last several days had been beyond stressful, with the last hour and a half alone surpassing anything they had ever experienced. It was no wonder they had a crushing migraine. All this stuff with Briar… it was bringing up old memories and bad feelings, things Jordan thought they had long since forgotten about. They supposed Briar just has a way of sticking around, even when they aren’t wanted.
Snapping back to reality, they stood and walked towards the young nurse who had called their name, offering him a smile. Silently, they were led back to an appointment room.
“So, what brings you in today?” The nurse asked politely.
“Ah I’ve um, I’ve had this headache for the last bit. Nothing I’ve done has helped get rid of it, I believe it’s stress related though. I was hoping you could help me out.”
“A headache…” the nurse took some notes. Jordan swallowed, suddenly feeling nervous for no reason. They knew Briar said they were on their way to the hospital, but surely that was a bluff, right? And if it wasn’t they’d be stopped by the staff, Jordan really didn’t want to see them right now. They didn’t know what they might say in a fit of emotion right now.
The nurse stood up, jolting Jordan out of their thoughts. He approached, and began taking Jordan’s blood pressure. Jordan looked at the floor in front of their feet, unsure where else to rest their gaze.
“Alright, everything sounds normal, I’ll let Doctor Harper know that you’re here! They’ll be in shortly!” Jordan exchanges another small smile with the nurse before being left alone in silence with just themselves and their thoughts.
How awful. This was the very last thing they needed right now. To have to sit and think. They could get their device back out, but that was what led to this mess in the first place. If they had never made that account, never started posting, they wouldn’t have seen Briar again. Wouldn’t have spoken to them again. Wouldn’t have caught their attention again.
They should have known from the last time they caught their attention how it was. They had been a good, pure child, and Briar had approached them with impure intentions. They wanted to corrupt Jordan’s soul, saw it as a challenge they were desperate to undertake. They got close to Jordan, infiltrated every aspect of the young initiates life. They because everything to Jordan, and Jordan foolishly assumed they were everything to Briar.
At one point Briar had come clean. Told to truth about why they approached Jordan in the first place, but swore that it was different now, that their feelings were real and true, and that they wanted to spend the future together. And Jordan believed them. They were so earnest, so desperate in the way they said it, that it had to be true.
But it wasn’t.
They had passed the test to be sworn to one another, and were just waiting for the ritual to start. Back then there was more of delay between events, it was faster now because of this incident. They had both been pure when they left the temple after passing their test, but upon inspection the next day before the ceremony, Briar was no longer pure. They had broken the oath, broken the promise, betrayed Jordan, all at the very last minute.
They didn’t even have the dignity to tell Jordan themselves, they had to find out from the Head Priestess at the time. She was a kindly old woman, and had always been like a Grandmother to Jordan. So when she walked in with a horrible look on her face, Jordan knew something was wrong.
“What is it?” They asked. “Is Briar okay? Are they injured?”
“Far worse my child. They betrayed you.”
That was the last time Jordan spoke of Briar for many years. After this incident they devoted themselves fully to the temple, and were soon selected to be the successor to the High Priestess. They had hoped these memories would stay buried. But nothing ever works out the way we want it to.
Jordan was pulled from their contemplation by a knock at the door, and it opening to reveal Dr. Harper. They exchanged hellos and smiles, and a few pleasantries before the doctor got down to business.
“So I understand you’ve had a headache for the last couple of days?” Doctor Harper’s methodical voice asked, every syllable measured.
“Yes Doctor. I think I’ve just been stressed recently.”
“I understand. Well, since you don’t have any history of headaches, I think just a pain killer and a good nights sleep should fix you right up.”
“That’s wonderful news! Thank you so much Doctor. Oh, but um, while we’re on the subject, I know it isn’t really allowed, but could I maybe be permitted to spend the night here, at the hospital? I love the temple but I fear returning to my place of work so quickly might make the stress worse.”
Harper raked their eyes up and down Jordan’s form, a sick smile appearing on their face. “Oh of course you can! Here, go ahead and take this pain killer for me, and I’ll go get the necessary paperwork. I am looking forward to you spending the night with me.” Harper said, pulling a small pink pill from their coat pocket.
Jordan smiled in return, and took the pill without a second thought.
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undeadvinyls · 6 months
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dostoevsky's novels are much more entertaining and important than being the ground control of the zombopolis zombot <3
based off this cutscene from the zombopolis map
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puptoy · 3 months
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Being a Good Toy
I already had an oral fixation but the hypnosis has rly helped me be the dumbest sluttiest little cum-licking cockpet I can be! I love when he rubs his big perfect cock on my face and strokes it while I lap n worship his heavy breeder balls. I swear his sweat smells better when he's turned on... Every so often he gets a good grip on my hair and stuffs my mouth full, making me suck n gag n drool, trying my best to fit it in my throat even though we both know it's too big for me. He's a little sadistic like that... he likes to watch me struggle to take it.
I love how easy it is to let all my other thoughts drain away and just let him fill me up. Sucking and slurping and giggling when he smacks his drool-wet dick against my cheek, dragging it over my face just to make me look like a messy toy. I love it when he shows me my place: underneath him, licking his big cock and begging to swallow his cum. I love when he makes me call myself names, just to see how much I'll humiliate myself to please him: dumb cunt, bitchboy, fucktoy.
Yes, yes, yes. Last time he visited, I remember him using me to jerk off like that one morning... I wear a mask to bed, so I was still blindfolded and half-asleep when we started snuggling... he gripped my hips and rutted against my ass, getting all worked up until he just had to use me. I was soooo sleepy but even as I woke up a little more, my head was totally blank. My whole existence narrowed down to be a good toy, be a good toy...
When he tells me he's close, I know it's time to open my mouth and show him my tongue. Beg for it. Please cum inside, let me, please, cum in my mouth, I need it. I dunno if I was always such a cumslut, but I'm not just pretending 'cause I think it would be hot to want cum in my mouth. I really, really, really want it! Want him to grab my hair and fill my mouth with his cockhead, hurrying 'cause he doesn't wanna spill a drop outside. Wanna hear him sigh and feel him pulse on my tongue, gently suckle 'till I've got all the aftershocks. I show him all the cum on my tongue before I swallow and he praises me. Good puppy. There's my favorite toy...
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Ok i need you all's opinions for this since my friends are too soft and are way too morally correct and this is the second most unhinged website
I have a horrible problem called "my family are fucking dicks." And no matter how much i try they still constantly disrespect me and treat me like shit
i would've just given up and accepted defeat but the thing is that my sister loves mocking me for what i believe in and stuff so guess what she won't fucking let me boycott and dear mother isn't particularly smart so she lets her
I tried talking, screaming, causing a scene in public, breaking important things like furniture and sentimental stuff, openly talking about fantasizing about hurting others and my love for knives and poison- hell even threatening them and commiting sh but they do not give a fuck about me sadly-
SO ^^ i need even more extreme measures BUT BUT BUT~
Me is not sure if psychologically harassing my sister may be a bit far
I won't do the same to my mother because it isn't really fair to make someone suffer because of their lack of braincells so
Is it a bit too far or should i totally go for it? Xd
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rabid-bat · 7 months
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Kloktober day 6, Comedy or Tragedy. Pickles time baby also this post has always been here what are you talking about??
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