#Hopefully this doesn't happen again!

[tsusakin]

Uhhh, I may have gotten distracted from drawing Vio and Shadow and imstead created a comepletely new character... Oops?

Anyways, meet Yuan, some person I made because I was watching KNY and got bored. Will hopefully draw Vio soon!

#Accidentally made a new OC #Oops? #Hopefully this doesn't happen again! #(Looks at other sketchs i've made for Not-Vio) #shhhhh

[welcometogrouchland]

(ID in alt) I literally said I was gonna post this month's ago and then never had the wherewithal to describe it and so I didn't Lmao (said with pain). But since I'm thinking of opening my commissions I figured I should remind ppl that I. Yknow. Can draw.

Lots of Steph here (I had major art block making all of these and my brain worms for her kept me going) + some sprinkles of stephcass for Cass nation to enjoy!

#dc comics #dc #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #jason todd #(yes for the teddy bear. it counts) #batgirl #batgirls #mine #< keep forgetting to tag my art as that I'm terrible 😭 #ANYHOW I'm slowly getting back into drawing again after my last ipad got nuked (cant think abt that or ill cry) and i finished uni #oh yeah j finished my first year of uni btw. i went to an Olivia Rodrigo concert like a week or 2 ago. I've been busy lol #but yeah it's looking like I've got a fun summer of bottom feeding ahead of me now that I've officially been told i got passed over for that #-comic job i applied for. lol. lmao even #it's fine honestly it was a pretty daunting prospect i just have to find a way to fill the time by myself now #I've plenty of comics to read so that's nice. got wayyy into mark waids DD run recently (mostly for Chris Samnee's art) #so that's been fun! i have my empowered omnibus (embarrassing and kept under my bed <3) i have TT year 1 i have huntress and WW #uhhh i got flash 1 minute war. lots of good stuff! #so hopefully i don't go. completely feral from lack of stimulation #also hopefully commissions will be a thing i can do #godddd there's many mkre things i want to draw. i got too enamoured w my own bad theory and now I've drawn tim!bats #but unfortunately now i only want to draw tim!bats being laughed at my the batfamily bc seriously tim?? really?? #< it's literally probably not going to happen but I've invested myself in this terrible future for some reason #imagine damian trying to robin for tim!bats for 1 (one) night and the next morning he doesn't say anything he just moves to bludhaven #he can't take this shit #oh so many ideas... #ANYWAY. ues. finally art. now if you like it. consider commissioning me (in 2 to 3 business weeks <3) #(no pressure)

[grapejuicegay]

people staring at him and judging him isn't scary to mhok because it happens to him all the time. it's not that it doesn't suck, it's just not scary because everyone does it to him and he's still here. what's scary is not knowing what people think of him. because he sees the way people look at him. because when he has nothing going for him, no job prospects, nobody to take a chance on him he still has the knowledge. he always knows. and to not know? to not have the one thing he's always relied on? that's so scary.

and every new thing we get to learn about day is so visual. his career relied not just on sight but sharp eyesight. so much of his room is visually appealing. he has frames and pictures all over his walls because he likes looking at them. he has a computer and a tv in his room and a theatre in his home that he doesn't use not just because he can't see but because he can't be seen in his house because he's being hidden away in the US. he has his trophies all on display. everything in his is set up in a way that it is visible from his bed - including the fish tank with the fish that he never wanted but now makes sure to look at every day with his few seconds of vision. he had surrounded himself with things he likes to look at. and suddenly losing not just his future with his career but so many of the things he cares about? that's scary.

and for him to not know what people think about him? when he's been in the public eye because of his career? to know that he's recognisable? that his mother is also recognisable? to know that anywhere he is goes he or someone he knows will be seen? and for him to never see what they think of him? terrifying

#last twilight #last twilight series #this show is going to be the death of me #and i refuse to even think about mhok trying to understand what day feels like #immediately after the lack of response from him reminded mhok of rung #how that nobody knows why she did it is not a denial of the guilt he feels anymore #but an urge to do better to be more involved #to understand and know more #so that maybe hopefully this doesn't have to happen again

[cleric4vampire]

Aune, my Dark Urge. She is feral cat-coded and likes speaking to mushrooms more than people. oh also she's in constant pain and mentally/emotionally/spiritually tortured by her murderous urges, but you know. same old same old

Last image shows most of her belongings. I'll be posting the items inside her memento box soon-ish! Both the book and the clockwork heart were pulled from the Horror Trinkets table, though I came up with the visuals. (To be specific, I referenced the table in Van Richten's Guide to Ravenloft, one of two sources for the Haunted One background.)

#here we go again!!!!!!!!! I reformatted it because I finally figured out that tumblr hates landscape orientation lol #the quality is much clearer now yay!! #The portraits shows Aune's most common moods: filled with bloodlust & sad #had to include a “spore mode (aka symbiotic entity)” variant for bloodlust aune because realistically that's what's usually happening #that is who you face in battle lmao. good luck #I made a design for the ritual dagger because the one in game doesn't have a unique model. hopefully it's loviatar-y enough #and yes the anatomical heart & stand was built by exactly who you think :) :) :) :) :) #I really didn't want to include text on the character sheet for accessibility reasons but this was the only way I could think to #reformat it. I included alt text for everything though! #durge #bg3 oc #bg3 fanart #character sheet #bg3 #durgetash #...yeah I need gortash nation to see this #oc: durge!aune #my art #druid #half-drow

[ena-shinonome-official]

(yeah it's still not working😭😭😭)

O-oh um. Thanks...

Ah the dough should be done rising by now!

Their face is red and they're clearly getting flustered as hell

Um- You're welcome-

Oh! Good!

(He's flustered as well.)

Sorry- if that was- Sudden.

(He starts making his way over to the dough, trying not to think too hard about what just happened.)

#enaposting #//Sorry to hear that- hopefully it doesn't happen again! #//Also do you still want me to notify you on discord?

[strangefable]

thank you for the many, many tags over the past... let's not count the time. but thank you to everyone who's continued to tag me for wips <3 most recently @inafieldofdaisies, @direwombat, @adelaidedrubman, @cassietrn, @socially-awkward-skeleton, @trench-rot, and many many more, thanks so much to everyone who thinks of me <3

today, i have a little bit of the opening chapter of the atlanta prequel to share:

Micah slowed her bike. Wouldn't do to get pulled over for speeding. Not with what sat strapped to the bike behind her. She felt the hard, sharp edges even through the leather of her jacket. She could almost hear ticking in the back of her mind; that thing may as well have been a bomb.

Hell, a bomb would’ve been less unnerving.

She followed the monotone, mechanical voice in her ear as it directed her to the appointed address. She felt a twinge in her neck as she tried to look up to the top of the building. Dark, ominous, sharp. It was a vague shape in the dark night sky, but it still felt foreboding as she gazed upward.

She pulled her helmet off and shook her head, releasing her hair as well as the chill along her spine. She was just a mechanic, but she was not going to get intimidated by some slick, rich asshole too impatient for his coke to wait for a regular mule.

As she entered the lobby, she saw the sleek marble floors, the stark modern architecture. There were heavy plaques on the wall with mysterious names. An office. A swanky, high tower one. Ballsy place to take in a delivery like the one she carried.

A man behind the security desk eyed her suspiciously. She offered him her sweetest, doe-eyed smile. “Hi, I have a delivery for…” she glanced down at her phone, “Mr. Duncan.” She looked back up at the security guard, still smiling warmly.

He grunted, waved his hand toward the metal detector. “Of course he’s still here,” he muttered to himself, before meeting her gaze.” 38, top floor.”

She hesitated as she stared at the metal detector’s arch. She took a few slow steps toward it, wondering how sensitive it was. At least she didn’t have to explain a gun, since hers was locked safely at home.

The detector went off as soon as she stepped through. She winced and stepped back.

The guard gave her a knowing look. “What’re you carrying?”

She attempted another smile. “Just a knife. It—”

He smirked and waved a hand. “Yeah, you’re not the first. Most of the couriers have some kind of protection these days. Can’t be too careful.” He nodded her through, ignoring the alarm as it went off again.

She nodded and smiled. “Yeah. Thanks.” His casual attitude about the whole thing surprised her, but she wasn’t about to argue. She wanted to get this over with and get the fuck out of here.

The whole place reeked of wealth and prestige and it made her skin crawl. So much metal and isolation from a single natural thing. So cold and uniform. She hated shit like this. Not that she’d admit it aloud, but it made her ache for home.

The elevator stopped at the top floor, and Micah ducked out swiftly, grateful to escape the grating music that jangled her nerves even more. Why did the wealthy always have such bland taste in everything?

She entered another lobby, but straight ahead was a formidable wall with a list of large, brass-lettered names behind a block of marble that must’ve been a reception desk. The woman seated there had a strained look on her features as she glanced over at Micah. Instead of a greeting, she only offered a stony, questioning stare.

Micah made a small sound in her throat. “Uhm. I…I have a delivery for Mr. Duncan. Urgent, I was told.”

The woman’s eyes went glassy at the name, and her expression seemed to grow even tighter. “Of course. Down the hall, Fourth door on your left.” She pointed to a hallway to her right.

Micah nodded and followed the directions. The lighting was low everywhere, probably dimmed to save cost outside of normal business hours. She wondered what kind of business it was they did here, then she stopped herself. She didn’t want any details at all. “I’m just a mechanic, that’s all.” She mumbled softly as she came to a stop outside the large, solid wood door.

It was floor to ceiling and she felt a sudden urge to run anywhere else. Instead, she lifted her hand and rapped her knuckles against the wood.

“Yes?” The voice was smooth and sure, the barest edge of a threat beneath the word. Why did the image of a shark swerving beneath the water flash into her mind? She shook her head and pushed open the door.

“Delivery for Mr. Duncan.” It felt so stupid to say, but what the fuck else could she say? This was not her job. She would not let this become her job. She didn’t want the heat of being a mule; she’d made that abundantly fucking clear.

Yet here she stood.

“Come in.” The voice was clipped and cool, all business, but with an attempt at warmth. A small measure to pretend at civility, she supposed. She opened the door.

To her surprise, this room was not all sharp, sleek steel and concrete. It was lined everywhere with deep, rich wood. The scent of it filled her lungs, soothing, familiar. She blinked as her eyes took in the shelves lined with thick, heavy looking tomes. There was a wet bar taking up a whole wall, and it was where most of the room’s light came from.

That and the Tiffany lamp sitting on the gargantuan desk in the middle of the room.

A large, sleek, black, leather chairback greeted her. “You’re late.” The chair swiveled suddenly but soundlessly. A man with piercing blue eyes and a firm mouth stared at her. He peeked his fingers together in front of his face. One eyebrow lifted slightly as he took in the sight of her. “And you’re new.” A glint flashed in his eyes.

She narrowed her own. “No, I’m not. I’m doing a one time favor. Because, I’m told, you were very… insistent.”

His lips curved into a mirthless half smile. “Oh, is that how they phrased it?”

She snorted. “I could read between the lines. Not exactly anyone’s first choice to send a mechanic, but no one else was aw—available.” Her eyes darted away from his. “Mierda.” The whisper escaped her lips before she could stop herself. Shit. SHIT. She was saying too much.

She felt his eyes as he trailed them down her body. She felt them lingering around her curves, so easily displayed by her tight leathers. She shifted her weight and clutched her helmet closer to her body, as though it were a shield. A poor one, but what else did she have?

When she looked up again, she found his eyes staring directly into hers. His expression was unreadable as he forced his gaze on hers. She resisted the urge to clear her throat or look away. Something in his eyes reminded her of the predators she’d faced in the backcountry. You don’t look away from a predator when it’s sizing you up, so she steeled her nerves and met his gaze, her lips pressed thin and straight.

He smiled. Tight. Sharp. Too feline to be real, despite the straight, glaring whiteness of his teeth. It was a smile meant to disarm, but she knew better. “They have been rather… less than satisfactory of late. I’ve been considering exploring other avenues.” His eyes looked her up and down once more. “However, I might be amenable to changing my opinion.” As his eyes met hers again, the weight of his meaning settled heavy on her shoulders.

She shrugged slightly. “That’s above my pay grade. I’m just here to give you what you ordered.”

He ignored the package she held out to him. “You’re not curious?” He took a step toward her. His hand lifted, but instead of the package, he slipped his fingers around her wrist.

She shook her head. “They don’t pay me for that.”

“What do they pay you for?” Another step closer. His fingers tightened. His other hand rose to rest lightly against her waist.

tagging onwards (no pressure at all ever <3) @ivymarquis, @v0idbuggy, @derelictheretic, @henbased, @redreart, @wrathfulrook, @confidentandgood, @damejudyhench, @florbelles, @jillvalentinesday, @marivenah, @harmonyowl, @unholymilf, @shallow-gravy, @g0dspeeed, @strafethesesinners, @fourlittleseedlings, @voidika, @foibles-fables, @chazz-anova, @josephseedismyfather, @turbo-virgins, @roofgeese, @i-am-the-balancing-point, @poisonedtruth, @simplegenius042, @incognito-insomniac, @dumbassdep, @theelderhazelnut, @legally-a-bastard, @aceghosts and anyone i still have managed to miss in this list. (also if you don't want me tagging you, drop me an ask or a dm and no questions will be asked <3) edit: trying to fix tags.

#it is always so hard to know which pieces to share and where to cut into the full story #i had forgotten how difficult those choices are to make agh #anyway here is part of the beginnings of what happened in atlanta and how john and micah first met #i am loving writing this story again #hopefully that is enough tags to keep me out of any sitewide searches now #micah hale #ship: our sins make you mine #fablemade #strangefable writes #wip wednesday #if that doesn't work and this still just... i will delete everything #possibly my whole blog idk #not feeling great any more tonight

[corfisers]

i really need to finish this one day

#one of my fave ideas but i keep getting stuck or starting over. third time's the charm hopefully #anyways. posting it as an excuse to rant because i'm losing my mind over this rn for no reason #incoherent but i just need to Talk or my brain won't shut up #you ever think about how fucked up it is that aoi feels guilty over what happened. i do. i think about her a lot #he can't even look at me. we aren't even blood related but he still had to go to jail because of me. i still love him #in reality none of it is her fault. it shouldn't be about doumeki in the first place. baby girl you were 15 when it happened. #you can say that yashiro is cruel in his dismissiveness (on the surface) of doumeki's trauma but you can see where he's coming from #you got a glimpse of what your sister was going through? of what i went through? and now you're sooo guilty over it? and who does it help? #doumeki's so focused on his own feelings that he ignored aoi when they were living together. “saves” her by pure chance #proceeds to focus on his guilt and ignore her again. if yashiro didn't get involved she'd be sitting in the rain for god knows how long #yet she still loves and to some degree idolizes him #yashiro and aoi both saying that doumeki isn't the type of person to be a yakuza too. doumeki's good doumeki's better than that #and then ch 24 happens. where yashiro says that he's going to throw up and doumeki's response is “i probably won't stop even if you do” #“guess i am like my father after all” and yashiro still goes “you're not. you're pure and im the problem” #(touches doumeki's face. rare gentle gesture. he's gentle afterwards too before leaving. man.) #he's not cruel enough to repeat what he said in the earlier conversation and he doesn't actually believe it anyway #but i wish yashiro was cruel there. it shouldn't have been about doumeki and his feelings. again. #something about yashiro throwing a knife at another person and it flying back at him huh #for all the talk about how doumeki supposedly romanticizes yashiro it really is the other way around. always has been #which is a whole other conversation but yeah. everything about aoi and yashiro in relation to doumeki makes me so fucking sad #but this is also what i mean when i say that aoi doesn't haunt the narrative per se but still has this weird presence? #she's in the parallels. she's in the brief but important mentions. she's in the “your sister was lucky she had you”. #wips tag

[sugarhog-au]

Summary: Rouge may have forgotten that she's now living with a new roommate, but Omega is more than happy to help remind her! :D

#sugarhog au #sonic au #sth #sonic the hedgehog #sonic fanfiction #shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat #chapter 3 is finally out! #only took me a year lol #hopefully that doesn't happen again #fanfic

[woulddieforperrytheplatypus]

BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW EXCITED ARE YOU FOR PNF TO COME BACK????

PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PERRY CONTENT PE

#i miss him your honor #IM SO EXCITED FBSKFJSKFJD #lowkey terrified they'll mess it up but also it's such a formulatic (is that a word) (it is now) show that i feel like it has to be good #I'm so ready to hear doof's voice again it's not the same when dan just does it on tiktok #I don't think Swampy's signed onto the show yet but apparently he's in talks to do it so i hsve faith that he'll come back too #hopefully as more than just the voice of monogram #ALSO???? ARE WE GONNA GET MORE MONOGRAM AND CARL??????????? #IS SETH GREEN AVAILABLE???? WILL WE GET MORE MONTESSA???????? #and how are they gonna handle Isabella's crush in the 2020s bc they kinda threw it out in CATU and I want it back #idc if they think it's unfeminist or whatever I NEED IT #ALSO????? #MORE NEW BOPS?????? #WILL WE SEE PETER THE PANDA AGAIN?????? #I NEED MORE PETER AND PERRY ACTUALLY #WILL DOOF AND THE BOYS INTERACT AGAIN BC I KNOW IT DOESN'T HAPPEN OFTEN BUT I LOVE IT WHEN IT DOES #AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #IM NOT READY BUT I NEED IT N O W

[advisorsage]

I honestly can't remember the last time I wasn't nauseous. Was it five days ago? Seven? Who knows. Certainly not me.

#this is about the persistant stomach bug I've had since i got food poisoning on the 17th #I'm just. so damn tired of feeling like my stomach is going to crawl out my throat #I've thrown up more times in the past week than i have in the past ten years and I'm really upset about it #not to mention the pain that's happening #and I'm just supposed to carry on with my life! #I've had to talk to my work because i can't do the shifts i usually do and ask i seem capable of is fucking sleeping #OR #doing classwork #the only reason my class is going well is that it's in the morning and i can do the work for it with a ton of breaks to use the bathroom #and it doesn't seem to matter what i eat #I'm nauseous but not throwing up in the morning and then in the afternoon i start throwing up and by the time i take my evening pills... #i can't keep anything down #i can't even keep water down #i fucking love water #but nooooooo #my body wants to reject even that #i don't know what to do #hopefully this goes away or the CT shows what's going on so i can live my fucking life again #anyway #rant over #drink water you heathens

[delicatebluebirdruins]

normal civilians don't know how to reload guns one handed nor would they get a direct line for someone like Chris Redfield

#resident evil #ethan winters #chris redfield #zoe baker #hopefully we get an explanations for this #in the future maybe #like just picking up a gun with one hand completely out of comission just doesn't happen #these two things is where my suspension of disbelief over ethan is an everyman well and truly dies #like just from research to use a handgun one handed you need to know how to shoot it one handed and how to reload (duh) #because no ever goes into a combat situation wanting to shoot one handed #I wish the official third person mode was able to happen so we could actually see what ethan is doing but oh well #(again suspension of disbelief gets shot to pieces in village because of the additional psuedosciene of the mold) #(and of course ethan reloading a gun with a few fingers) #darkness jackson gaming is someone I highly recommend as he talks about this shit a bit #he is an aquirred taste (sharing of trauma and some of his humor)

[snailfen]

i got some watercolor brush markers for christmas !! did some other coloring to get used to it then pumped this out. anyways now all i can think about is drawing slither wing

[reblogs appreciated !!]

#honestly this looks a LOT better than anything i colored with my copic markers like holy shit? #i might actually start doing traditional art fr again.... ive been doing nothing but doodles for a while now LOLE #hopefully ill be able to draw more often!! i really want to but i just. Havent. for the past year and a half. what happened man... #i used to crank out so many drawings and drawpiles like in one week alone. 15 year old me was different #but ANYWAYS i got my first ever screen tablet (its a kamvas 13 and its really nice. im loving the hotkey buttons) #so im excited to do more digital stuff as well!! #also. new sketchbook. it works with my mechanical pencils much better than my last few holy shit #like if i was struggling on a sketch in my old ones i could only erase so much otherwise itd start rubbing the surface of the paper off 💀 #this one does not do that at all! and it doesn't bleed easy either #hm. maybe i could draw some scrimblos in here ...... #pokemon #slither wing #my art #pkmn art

[pidgefudge]

help gay people in my phone

#my mom took my phone again which ok whatever this happens weekly pretty much but #i am kindaaa in distress bc i cant access discord (it's blocked on my laptop) and talk to the people who r keeping me sane #AND i couldnt listen to music all day either even when i was overwhlemed :/// #additionally my ipad is dead and takes 500 years to charge to like 10% (which will last for 15 minutes perhaps) #tumblr web is my only method of communication with the outside world.... hopefully my dad doesn't check what websites ive been to #anyway how have yalls days been #pigeon coos

[onepiecebdays]

so! apparently some of the revolutionary army commanders' birthdays aren't listed on the official index for some reason? because of this, i missed that lindbergh's birthday was yesterday (may 21st). i've made a post for him here.

i checked the others' birthdays, belo betty (june) is listed but morley and karasu (both september) aren't. i've made a note so i won't miss theirs!!!

i'm so sorry for this oversight!

#just happened to see it while looking at the wiki today to queue the next posts. oof #corrections #<- HOPEFULLY A TAG I WILL NOT HAVE TO USE AGAIN [HEAD IN HANDS] #aughjhhhhhhhhhhhh #their vivre cards came out in 2021 so it's not like it is recent information...i'm not sure why the website doesn't include them #it might take some time but i'll look through the rest of the vivre cards to see if anything else is missing #unfortunately i post before the wiki does so i can't use it to check my work until the next day. sigh

[jasminesilk]

I had to edit my legacy rules a bit due to a typo and I noticed that stupid tumblr mobile messed up the format when I did so I had to edit it AGAIN lol... Anyway don't worry about it if you've already reblogged, it's nothing that will affect your viewing of the rules I'm just a perfectionist and want it to look the exact way I like lmao

#I hate tumblr mobile >:) #it basically spaced out my custom bullet points and I didn't like the way it looked #I fixed it now so hopefully it doesn't happen again lol #ramblings

[despairforme]

What kind of guy is your type

As if he was ever going to answer that. Shouldn't they ask her what type of GIRL he liked? Did he have a type though? He'd thought about it from time to time, at least recently, since he was thinking about finding someone to date again. Since he was bisexual, he was open to dating either a man or a woman. He'd never actually dated a female, so maybe that's why he always imagined himself finding another guy instead. But, who knew. Maybe he'd end up finding the perfect chick? He was open to the possibility, though it was easier to imagine himself dating a guy, since that's what he had experience with.

What kinda guy was his type?

It was easier to answer what he didn't like, rather than his preferences. He definitely didn't like femininity in men. He wasn't into soft dudes. Push-overs. Guys who didn't stand their ground, at least to some extent.

Physically, he was the most attracted to masculinity. Broad shoulders, muscles, height... When it came to a guy's appearance, that's what Nnoitra found the most attractive. But - he wasn't picky. He'd definitely fuck a guy who didn't have the masculine features Nnoitra preferred.

But your "type" was more about what kind of person you'd wanna date, right?

He'd like to date someone who brightened his days. Not a completely sunshine kind of dude, but someone who took gloomy things and made them okay. A funny guy. Someone who made him laugh ( Nnoitra found himself laughing way too rarely these days ). His type was the determined kind. Someone who had goals and knew how to get there. Nnoitra found confidence attractive. As long as it was grounded in reality. He disliked people who were high on themselves for no reason. He didn't want to date an insecure guy ( or, at least, not someone who stayed insecure ). He'd like someone who always got back up on their feet, no matter what happened.

He'd also --- maybe - like it if the guy he was dating could relate to him on some level. He sure didn't want him to be depressive like himself, but he wanted him to at least understand what it was like to always feel down like Nnoitra did. Being understood, but not coddled was important to him.

It was complicated, in the end, to be Nnoitra's "dream guy", or whatever. Of course he was NEVER going to find someone who fit perfectly into all of these descriptors.

If he fell in love with a guy, and was lucky enough to have him fall in love in return - then THAT would be his type.

#[ eyyyyyy good ask anon!! ] #[ nnoitra actually doesn't have a type ] #[ i've written him with three different muses on here ] #[ and they were all VERY different and yet he fell in love with them ] #[ i've also noticed his attraction to two other characters the past year-ish and they too were COMPLETELY different from each other ] #[ and then there are the crossover fanfics i write where he AGAIN falls in love with totally different characters ] #[ nnoitra is a very complex dude and there are MANY dynamics that work with him ] #[ it's just the chemistry yanno? i write him and then it clicks and i'm like ] #[ nnoitra you like that guy huh ] #[ fjfjfjf IT'S VERY SWEET WHEN IT HAPPENS ] #[ hopefully this will be the year nnoitra finds a ship uvu ] #[ thank you for sending anon!! petition to get nnoi a bf has been started ahaha ] #despair for me. ╱ in character. #talking shit. ╱ answers. #burn the city. ╱ main verse.