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starlight-bread-blog · 2 months
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"You're an outfit repeater" You're a byproduct of a capitalist, consumerist society that thrives off the mass exploitation of the underprivileged.
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gadzooksgalore · 4 months
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I really hope my work can inspire somebody someday. Not from a skill-based point of view, more like...inspire them to keep trying. To be gentle with themself. To enjoy what they create.
I doubt my art or writing will ever make a large impact in the grand scheme of things, but I hope even just one person might benefit from my own attempt to keep pushing forward despite life's difficulties.
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polteergeistt · 2 months
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I think that our brain and emotions being electricity and chemicals is fascinating.
This is me turning into a mad ignorant scientist who makes conclusions about what he can see in his rather narrow vision. Just a little lad discovering his brain like a newborn in the great world.
Like... Chemicals. You can manipulate that stuff, create reactions. It doesn't work like any chemicals. You don't just heat it or pour it with other things in an erlenmeyer. You speak. You use your words. Your gestures. Your touch. Your looks. You use a behaviour. You use art. It's not magic, it's science.
There are billions of ways to instill an emotion. Now, the word "manipulate" always scares, but it doesn't have to be in a bad way. It can be "trick", "push", "encourage", "help". To me, in this context, manipulating means triggering an emotion, making it happen.
You can manipulate yourself with music. You listen to sad music when you want to feel sad. You listen to angry music to feel angry. You listen to love songs when you yearn. In this case, music can be a catalyst.
The positivity posts. These help you feel better about xyz with affirmations. See body positivity.
The posts about what's going on in the world. These can push you to feel a certain way about things by telling how the event is/isn't okay. They can push you to feel angry, sad, scandalized, in hope to make you help the situation or protest against it. See the posts about Gaza.
Sometimes, manipulating your emotions is pushing yourself to sit in sunlight when you feel down, taking a deep breath to calm down, practicing your hobby to feel happy, watching horror movies to feel scared, going to a roller coasters park for adrenaline. It can be done for good.
It's the good manipulation that interests me. We've all had this case when a friend says that they are not worthy of good things, that they deserve worse things, that they believe they are ugly inside and/or outside all that jazz. Perhaps this is your case as well. I know it's mine. What if there is a way to change this ? To do the inverse ?
It's basically "fake it till you make it". Being reminded of something multiple times pushes you to believe it. It's about consistency. In a way, that is how my dysphoria and dismorphia became more and more bearable. If I keep this going, it will not bother me anymore. Maybe it can help for ptsd ? That would be wonderful.
I feel like this is a bit too drafty but I know I'm onto something. My brain is weird and I'm trying to deal with it and sometimes I have to connect the dots by myself, but please speak up if you have something to say about this.
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thespacebird · 1 month
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some moth-bears I drew ages ago
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alaynestone · 2 years
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all those years ago, real evil came to you. it walked this house. that kind of evil leaves wounds. and sometimes wounds get infected. 1.09    HOME
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lilyblossom-art · 1 year
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Hey there! This is something very different from what I usually do. Tryna keep this short tho, so!
I wrote something (a loz fanfic?) and I wanna give a little context, so first off
Some background info you might need is that Link was adopted by Ganondorf and is therefore the Gerudo Prince and that's pretty much it. Oh and this is kind of a Ravioli thing because of course it is so there's that. It's pretty platonic though, i would say. Idk maybe not. I can't help myself-
As for warnings, ig there's a bit of dark humor? Not sure if you can call it that but whatever. There's also some mentions about um, killing and/or hurting people but nothing graphic in any way. If you notice anything that I should make a warning for, please let me know!
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The air in the open throne room was so tense, it felt like it was about to snap.
The Gerudo King was currently staring daggers into Ravio, who was standing just ever so slightly behind his friend. Said boy had managed to bring a decent amount of distance between the Gerudo and the Lolian. Ravio knew all too well that he was the only reason he hadn't yet been cut open by the king's blades, which said man was gripping tightly enough for his knuckles to turn white.
Cold sweat was running down his neck, but he knew it wasn't because of the scorching heat of the desert.
Ganondorf took a deep breath and exhaled slowly through his teeth, redirecting his gaze at the blonde, who stood protectively infront of the black haired intruder.
How the Gerudo Prince didn't even flinch at that glare was beyond Ravio, even so, blue eyes stared right back into golden ones, showing no sign of intimidation.
As per their king's command, all soldiers had left the room several moments ago, leaving the three men by themselves. Ravio had tried to offer an explanation, which, considering the current situation, didn't seem to have helped at all. He should have figured as much, seeing how, no matter what he would say, he was still an intruder in this town.
Ravio noticed his friend's shoulders relax and the grip on his weapon loosening slightly. Despite there being no visible change in the Gerudo King's state.
The Lolian jumped when he suddenly heard Ganondorf speak.
"Link.", his voice was deep and commanding, and at least as sharp as his blades.
Link nodded and sheathed his scimitar, before promptly grabbing Ravio's wrist and making for the exit of the hall.
Instead of descending the stairs leading into the town, they turned right and began heading up a set of stairs winding along the outside wall of the building.
Despite the sun burning on his skin, Ravio felt relieved to finally be outside.
"Where are we going?", he struggled to keep up with Link's pace, almost tripping when he decided to speak up.
"To my room.", Link didn't wait for Ravio to ask his next question. "He needs time to think and we're not to leave this building."
"So suspicious ol' me is allowed to be alone in a room with the Gerudo Prince?", he said with a grin, earning him a chuckle from Link. "Oh, but what if something were to happen to the king's most precious son?", he placed the back of his free hand on his forehead, almost tripping again in the process. "Shouldn't there be at least ten guards to ensure his safety?"
He had to admit though, that it wasn't like he'd have had a chance against Link, which his friend was either too polite, or too distracted to tease him with, as he would've had any other day.
They reached the next floor and headed towards a grand door, which Ravio assumed would lead them to Link's room.
Once inside, Link let go of Ravio's wrist and walked toward the bed standing in the center of the room. Nearly instantly he collapsed onto it and rolled onto his back, giving a long sigh.
Ravio slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, the tenseness from earlier returning to his body. He began stretching his arms in front of him. "So, how's it looking for me?", he tried to sound casual, but it was obvious that he was still on edge.
Link closed his eyes and hummed in response. "I guess there's a pretty big chance your head gets chopped off.", the boy did a significantly better job at feigning nonchalance, despite what he had just said.
However, his tone of voice did not keep Ravio from shuddering at his blunt words.
As if to sense his distress, Link's eyes opened again to look at his friend. The way his head was tugged between his shoulders made him wish he could take his words back. "Don't worry, you know I won't let that happen.", Link tried to reassure him. "At least not before my own head drops to the floor.", he added.
Ravio did give a little laugh at that, albeit a quiet one. He relaxed a bit, leaning back on his hands.
The blonde sighed again. "I definetly don't share his opinions- or rather suspicions- when it comes to you, but I can't blame him either.", he had shut his eyes again and intertwined his fingers underneath his head.
"He's trying to protect his people. You know, the Gerudo- don't have many allies.", he paused for a moment. "I should honestly be doing the same. But look at me, sneaking an outsider into the town. He must be very proud.", he laughed. There wasn't a hint of bitterness in his voice, he didn't regret the stunt they had pulled one bit.
They might even have gotten away with it, if they hadn't been so careless. The way that they managed to get themselves caught was honestly laughable, Link had to bite back a grin thinking about it.
Link knew the schedule of every single soldier by heart, but he hadn't paid attention to the numerous children roaming the streets. The poor little girl didn't even mean to alarm any soldiers with her shouting. She didn't even pay Ravio any mind at all, she had just been excited about seeing the prince.
The Lolian brought a hand to the back of his neck. "If it helps in any way.. the faraway kingdom I said I was from, isn't just far away, it's in a completely different world. Here.", he removed a bracelet from his left wrist and turned around to show his friend. "This is the only way, at least that we know of, to travel between the worlds."
Link reached out for the bracelet, which Ravio placed into his palm. The blonde removed his left hand from underneath his head as well to inspect the item more closely, holding it just above his face.
Ravio's hand returned to scratch the back of his neck. "So um, it's not like an army would arrive at your doorstep or anything of the like."
Link silently resumed his inspection. The bracelet was made of gold-like material and adorned with a purple gemstone. A soft light was pulsating from within, barely noticeable. He had been curious about the thing for a while now, but had never asked about it. He decided not to ask about this 'faraway kingdom' either, at least for now.
"To be honest,", he placed the bracelet beside Ravio, who immediately put it back on his wrist. "I can really only see two outcomes from this."
Ravio glanced over his right shoulder, waiting for his friend to continue.
"Either, as I've already mentioned, you're gonna be executed, or you can never leave again- at least not without supervision.", Link didn't think Ganondorf would ever let the Lolian leave the town, supervised or not, but he tried not to freak his friend out again. How succesful he was in soothing him with those words, was pretty questionable though.
"Well I really hope there's gonna be a secret third outcome.", Ravio went back to staring at the floor. He didn't know if he should feel calmed or unsettled by Link's indifference about the matter.
"Whatever the case, we'll manage to find a way somehow.", Link rolled onto his side, his long, braided hair was already loosening from lying on the bed.
He reached out to tug at Ravio's arm. "Now come here."
He continued gently pulling at the Lolian's arm until he too, lied down on the bed, back facing the blonde. Link scooted a little closer to place his arm over his side, willing the tenseness to go away.
"Just relax a bit. There's nothing we can do to influence his choice at this point. I doubt your trinket is going to offer him any comfort in the matter."
He definitely wouldn't take the Lolian's word on it being the only way, or the only one of its kind. That'd be too great a risk, which Link knew the Gerudo wouldn't take.
Ravio responded with a hum that turned into a long sigh. He tried to focus on Link's slow and steady breathing. Copying the rythm, he closed his eyes and let himself calm down.
He knew Link had been honest when he had said that he wouldn't let anything happen to him, or when he had said that they would find a way. They had managed to get out of pretty tight situations in the past, why would this one be any different?
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Alrighty fkfkggk
I don't write as much as I draw and most of the experience I have in writing is in a different language so it's idk I can't even tell if it's good or bad haha
Not sure if this being like, a scene that clearly belongs in the middle of a larger story is off-putting or not. I don't have any more content for this, I just came up with this one scene and ig I was in the mood to write something. But I do really like this world so far i dunno👀
I could go on and on about everything that I'm unsure about but I better not do that and just post the damned thing-
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minos-bubbleworld · 4 months
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Y'ALL I'M SO HAPPY I'M GONNA CRY
So so so, first volume of the ORV manhwa is gonna be out in France on January 10th !!!
So maybe there'll be merch here soon too ?? Oh my god, I thought I was a lost cause. Now I'm gonna hoard everything ORV related that I can get my hands on, even if it's shit quality. I need it to survive. Oh I hope the book will be available in my city
Maybe I'll meet some cosplayers too at the next convention ?? Please that would be my fucking dream. Wait no, I'll cry my eyes out if I meet some. Ah man I'm so fucking happy I feel like I'm gonna burst into tiny confetti.
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gloriousvermin · 3 months
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A spider
It walked up to me and stopped moving for a while. I was just looking at it for a bit. It was moving its limbs for some reason. It started walking away so I took this picture.
Something about the moment just felt like it needed to be immortalized
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unfriendlyamazon · 10 months
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been experimenting with a few different art mediums lately. i'm not much of an artist, but my friend @kaijous has been really encouraging and let me borrow some of their art supplies to try new things! anyway here's some ygo art i've been making and i feel just a smidge proud of
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lynnsaster · 1 month
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I don't know what this is supposed to mean, but I have that thing where you randomly repeat the same word or completely skip it when writing, like... "I have no idea of what what I wanted to do today"
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"I have no idea of what I do today
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gerec · 1 year
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Hi! I've read your AMAZING artwork All of you and all of me a few days ago, and it's so perfect (and really too short!! haha), I can't get it out of my head! One of the best Cherik fics, honestly. Thanks for sharing it! Could you recommend similar fics? Or fics where Charles is someone's boytoy/sugar baby etc. and he meets Erik or Logan and they fall in love with each other? Thanks a million!
Hi Anon! Thank you so much for your lovely words; I adore All of You and All of Me and I'm always thrilled to know someone enjoyed reading it :D :D :D
Here are a few fics that I think might fit what you're looking for - I hope you enjoy!!!
an empty hearth by Ireliss
The nighttime city, shrouded in fog. (Logan works for Shaw, guarding his pretty young boyfriend. They grow closer than they should.)
Civilised Nature by Tawabids
Genosha fights for its independence. Sebastian Shaw rules the burgeoning nation in all but name. Erik is an alpha politician second and a servant of the people first. And then he sees Charles, omega to the ruthless Shaw, and all his priorities change.
King and Lionheart by ikeracity (WIP)
Erik, captain of the king's elite fighting force, returns home from a campaign in the north to find that the king has taken a new concubine, Charles Xavier, son of one of the princes of the realm. As a reward for his victories in the north, King Shaw gifts Charles to Erik for the night. Little does he know that this night will form a bond between Charles and Erik strong enough to shatter Shaw's throne—if they survive long enough to bring their plans to fruition.
The Hellfire Club by Gerec
Erik Lehnsherr is after Sebastian Shaw, the man who murdered his parents. By happy coincidence he stumbles on an attack against Shaw's lover and saves the man's life, securing a position with the Hellfire Club. He's right where he needs to be to exact his revenge...
...if he doesn't let Charles Xavier get in his way.
Hospitality by fatal_drum
In another world, Charles was forced from his home only to find a place by Sebastian Shaw's side as his trusted telepath and plaything. When Erik inevitably comes seeking revenge, Shaw decides to give him a taste of the benefits of being an evil overlord - starting with Charles.
Night and Day by Gerec
Victor gets Logan a job that sounds too good to be true - get paid to drive some rich guy’s young boyfriend around and be at his beck and call. Easy right? Logan certainly thinks so.
That is until he meets his new charge, and comes face to face with the last person he ever expected to see again.
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shrimpofaman · 2 months
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artlyloser · 2 months
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I wanted a layout of Ella's barista job and then thought if I'm doing that then I might as well make them a logo as well
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starf4wn · 1 year
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This thing took me 3 days to make because I barely have time to make an sketch
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silverofthunder · 5 months
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~ touch your soul forever ~
pairing is open to interpretation
summary: a study in smut 🔞
content: 486 words, smut (vaguely described but smut anyway) 🔞, gn!characters/people, romance, just feelings, NSFW
Well, I decided to try my hand at very vague smut. It was kind of hard not to use any "smutty" words. 😁 I don't really know what to say, just wanted to try to write something different. 😊
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Hands wander along the bare skin, exploring every inch, slowly memorizing the shape of the body. Lips graze over the shoulder, follow along the edge of collarbone while soft breaths fill the air. The slight break in the breathing when the lips travel up close to an ear and press light kisses right under the earlobe fills the heart with warmth.
There's no rush, they have all the time on the world. Or that's how it feels. It's been months and now that they finally have this - have each other - they want to linger in it.
Every touch is like a spark, making the flames beneath the skin grow. Every noice leaving the lips sounds like the sweetest melody either of them can't get enough.
Bodies arch when hands and lips reaches the delicatest spots. It feels so good to be close but it's still not close enough. They both want, need more.
Their eyes meet briefly, having a wordless conversation, asking if it's okay. And it's more than okay, it's yes please I need you.
Soon the skins are burning hot, tickling inside telling they're ready, and the moans get drowned into the kiss as their bodies finally join in pleasure.
Their bodies fit together perfectly, giving and taking everything they have. Fingers intertwine in the midst of all and they pull slightly apart in need of air. Eyes meet again, hazy as they are so drunk on the feelings.
Free hand slides over the cheek of one, continuing slowly its way down along the neck, reaching the chest. Sensitive nipples get a moment of attention, a low, quiet moan escaping through the lips of one.
The hand travels to stomach, touch almost as light as a feather as their lower bodies sway against one another. Eventually it stops at the hip, fingertips pressing into the skin lightly, and there's a tiny change in the mood.
Everything deepens, their movements grow faster, hearts thundering in their chests. Sheets underneath are wrinkled, skins shining with sweat, the scent of sweetness mixing with saltiness as they get close to the end.
It's overwhelming to feel so much - a few tears escape from the eyes of one and the other wipes them away gently, and leans in to capture one's swollen lips in a kiss.
I'm here.
It's a promise and so much more as they finally come undone, bodies shaking involuntarily. They wait until their minds come clearer of the haze of pleasure and breaths even out, never taking eyes off of each other.
It is almost surreal that they are there now. After months of being complete fools and just dancing around each other...
But it is better late than never.
When one chapter ends, another begins, and this moment has just started a new one in their lives.
Who knows where it will lead them but they are more than ready to find that out.
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hereforthepotions · 7 months
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I realised I should probably post my profile picture here, since it's my art.
I had recently learned about the term 'mooncalf' at the time when I made this and I felt inspired to make a character based on it because I found the word so interesting and specific. It refers to a 'monstrous birth,' an outdated term for someone born with a physical disability or congenital deformity, and comes from the old idea that stillborn cows were the result of the mother cow's pregnancy being negatively influenced by the phases of the moon.
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