#doc rambles

[teslacoils-and-hubris]

You just know vampire discourse would be insane

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🧛‍♂️ dr.acula follow

Cannot stand these freshly turned vamplings pretending like it doesn't matter if you're drinking virgin blood or not. As if unpure blood doesn't literally weaken vampiric powers 🙄

🦇 baby-batz follow

Wait omg is this true??? Is this why I've been having so much trouble staying in bat form??

🧛‍♂️ dr.acula follow

If you can't control wolves with your mind or turn into ominous mist it's literally because nonvirgin blood is basically poison. Like yeah you can drink it if you're starving but why would you do that to yourself intentionally?

🦷 fang-fag follow

op doesn't know what they're talking about. The virgin blood thing was made up by a bunch of victorian prudes who only hated sex more than they hated women. the fact that op (who had already been a vampire for decades when the myth was started, if you believe their bio) should be Very telling.

🩸 blood-fan follow

People will try and tell you that there's something wrong with you if you vampiric powers don't come naturally to you, but it's literally fine. You have all the time in the world to figure yourself out. Literally. You'll get there I promise

🧛‍♂️ dr.acula follow

You're all degenerates undeserving of the gift of eternal life after death

🦷 fang-fag follow

Lmaoooo not op showing their whole ass! XD

💀 stake-my-heart follow

But what about the blood types thing? Couldn't this be like the blood types thing?

🦷 fang-fag follow

For the last time, feeling better after drinking blood of the same type (or compatable with the type) you had in life is a well documented scientific fact with actual evidence behind it. We know blood types are real and affect blood. Virginity is a made up social construct, which has absolutely no impact on blood at all. Red blood cells can't tell if you've fucked or not

🫁 childofthenight follow

op trying to find a tasty snack

#doc rambles #vampire #fake post #unreality #sometimes you just have to make a fake post to explain the imaginary discourse youve created in your mind

[thed0ct0risc0ming]

I love the first FNAF game because of how it changed the indie horror game genre and for how well it executed the mechanics overall.

Does the game have flaws? Absolutely! As any game does! But I think that by writing it off as 'just the first FNAF game' we're not really appreciating the dedication and art that the game offers.

In my video script I specifically cover the main game mechanics and how they add to the overall atmosphere of the game. I think when discussing FNAF 1 a lot of people brush off the horror of the game down to just "the jumpscares" rather than taking a deeper look at it.

Do the jumpscares make the game scary? Yes, of course! But I think by boiling it down to just that it becomes unfair to the game itself.

For example, the cameras. Now, when approaching the game from a horror stand point, the cameras don't immediately jump out at me. I'm sure they might for someone else, but for me personally, they don't. When I look back at this game, I've come to realize that the cameras play a very active role in why I found the game so scary when I was younger. Not only do they heighten suspense, they also increase the fear factor and overall create a sense of vulnerability for the player.

This is just one of eight examples I can think of off the top of my head!

TL;DR I think FNAF 1 gets written off a lot when a lot of the mechanics in-game should be accredited for the overall horror atmosphere of the game.

#FNAF #long post #Doc rambles

[randomfandomsbro]

Tryna sleep but my dog be snoring loud as hell in the living room, Buddy (literally Buddy) are you good bro?

Attached is an image for reference of my mostly Golden boy, he is graying/greying around the muzzle because he is old (14)

#docrambles #doc rambles

[docglitch]

Rambling here but I'm not seeing people point this out:

Nimona has always been Nimona

Yes that may sound obvious but here me out

Spoilers ahead btw

When talking to Bal, Nimona told him she was originally a girl and implied she got the powers from a wishing well that called to her to feel more herself with the other animals, even if it was in a joking sense to get him off her back

Then we get the flashback scene where we see that is not the case

She's always been a shapshifter

She is seen as many different animals, acting like them and trying to fit in, and every time she is ostracized, until dhe met Gloreth.

Even when she revealed her powers, Gloreth was still her friend and they had fun together, letting her be who she is.

She didn't ask for it, she didn't wish for it, the only thing the well gave to her was a friend who accepted her until that friend thought she was a monster like all the other villagers thought.

I think this is a good allegory that trans people have always been they way they are, they were just conditioned to hide it from everyone until they embraced it, and came out, and how it wasn't something they chose or wished for, but something they are

And how they were conditioned to hide it because it was a bad thing that made them a freak, and how when they tried to express themselves in the past, theu were the outcasts to be afraid of.

And then they find their people and embrace it, not caring how they are seen.

God I love this movie

#doc rambles #nimona #WATCH THIS MOVIE PLEASE FOR THE LIVE OF GOD

[drdocsir]

I've been meaning to post stuff I've drawn here like have been on Twitter, but I'm curious if anyone would also want to see stuff like thought process stuff I do for things like designs and aus and stuff

I feel like if I did that sort of thing, I'd rather it be here so it can be a single post instead of a long thread

#doc rambles

[hithisartexists]

tiny tism ranble cause this llittle thing has been bothering me for a while and i need to scream about it

alright so. I have a lazy eye. very minor, doesn’t impair my work at all, i have reading glasses that i probably should use more than i do. however. i stare at my reflection whenever there is a reflective surface and ive got nothing better to do. My e ye s are uneven and i just can not stop staring at it whenever there is a reflective surface. In fact, this is going on for so long that I doubt anybody’s noticed, but I always draw my right eye just the tiniest bit smaller or squinted whenever drawing myself. but fuck it lets use it as a tiny tiny detail anatomy lesson. 

photos of eyes under the cut.

The eye on the right is my lazy eye. Outlined versions in order to better display detail. Note that lower lashes are much lighter and thinner than upper lashes despite how I outlined them, as I am not outlining based on density.

The lazy eye, as the name implies, just sags more. Is less animated. The above photo was of a blank stare, with no emotion put into this expression. The eyelid is heavier and the pupil is not a perfect circle on the lazy eye. The outermost part of the eye socket is also much more defined than it is for the normal eye, which is most easily noted on angrier expressions, below.

Not much to say about the actual eye, but I like to note that the end of the eyebrow where the bend is tends to be stationary no matter the expression. The rest of the eyebrow is what displays emotion. One thing I hadn’t taken note of before is the tiny tuft of hair right at the start of the eyebrow which doesn’t flow with it, but still bends and curves along with the skin.

not much extra to note here either. Though I did find that happier expressions tend to be more squinty than I previously thought, as the upper eyelids don’t raise as much as the lower ones do.

#doc rambles #scopophobia

[solarpunkani]

sometimes spite is a powerful motivator and today its motivating me to crochet

long story short I saw a cool bag on pinterest while I was looking for crochet patterns but there was no fucking pattern but one of my friends found a pattern for a similar but not quite bag so I watched an hour long video, transcribed it into text, and am now gonna make a wholeass backpack just because Sunflower Vibe

Wish me luck I guess

Also this is the bag

#anis crochet journey #ani rambles #out of queue #do i have enough green yarn for this? no idea #if i need more I'll go buy more it'll be a nice excuse to get myself a cute planner for garden planning anyways #'ani dont you carry a purse around everywhere what would you carry in this extra bag' idk yet but its CUTE I will FIND A REASON #also if anyone asks yes I'm willing to share the transcription if someone wants it #like literally if someone reblogs or replies to this post 'plz transcription' i will post a link to the google doc in an INSTANT #i spent like 2 hours on that transcription I want it to be APPRECIATED (by more than just me)

[volos-wish]

Old not-vampire man struggles with technology and gets help from his boyfriends fursona

#im sorry for shipping vincent and reev @ valenwind nation. but #DoC got me loving them #also VINCENT BOSS FIGHT?? I WAS ALWAYS THIS CLOSE TO DYING WHAT THE EHLL #CAN WE DO THAT NEXT GAME PLEADE I WANNA BE THE BOSS #WEISS YOUR IN FOR IT NOW #WOE CHAOS BE UPON YE- #ff #ffvii #ffviir #ffvii rebirth #ffviir spoilers #ffvii rebirth spoilers #y talks #vincent valentine #cait sith #reeve tuesti #ramble in the tags #cloud strife

[fangswbenefits]

Would anyone still be interested in reading innocent and sexually inexperienced Tav, asking Astarion what an erection feels like? From his POV?

#ruby rambles ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ #🥹 just wondering #have google docs open and ready to go

[lazylittledragon]

insane that i’m 21 and transmasc with botanical tattoos and a septum piercing and i’ve never watched over the garden wall or gravity falls. truly subverting the genre

#ramble #i’ll do it one day i promise #i have glasses and drink a lot of coffee and own TWO yellow sweaters #i also wear docs and overalls could it be any more ridiculous

[teslacoils-and-hubris]

Bonus points if you share why

#polls #doc rambles

[fishfingersalad]

text posts cause theyre fun to make :3

#rvb #red vs blue #rvb tucker #rvb kai #rvb sister #rvb wash #agent washington #rvb donut #rvb sarge #rvb doc #rvb church #rvb carolina #rvb tex #mikeys rvb rambles

[randomfandomsbro]

Sniper Elite board game came in!!!

Fuck you Hitler!!!!!!!!!!!

P.S. I am very sorry about the photo quality, the figures are super tiny and my camera cannot comprehend but it is the bad man getting shot in the balls

#doc rambles #Sniper Elite: The Board Game

[nomazee]

keep my blankets warm and my name in your mouth

after a night of soaring through belobog's liquor, you finally face the consequences of it on the floor of your hotel room. thankfully, dan heng has experience with taking care of idiots (i.e. you)

dan heng x gn reader — drunkenness, sweet and sappy and sarcastic, dan heng is probably ooc, reader is trailblazer but this is set vaguely in canon & lore doesn't matter, stupid people who love each other but never say it, are they dating or are they toeing the line of cohabitation in the middle of a hotel room?

sequel here

notes: oh gawsh hey guys... yeah yeah it's been forever since i posted but i giggled at all the requests i miss and then instead of doing those i wrote this, but TRUST i am getting back to all of you in a timely manner i love you all thank you so much for sticking with me, i'm coming out with a follower event once i hit 1k (soon) so be excited! love you guys and enjoy

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Dan Heng is an awful caretaker, really, and you should’ve known this because of his deadpan and often awkward nature. It just never really occurred to you until he’s truly saddled with taking care of a living, breathing thing—i.e., you, drunk and vomiting into a trash can after a spree through Belobog’s bars. 

In your defense, having no memories means having no experiences to your name (other than everything you’ve been through on the Express so far, which is maybe more near-death experiences than you’d like to have), and you heard that being drunk was just something everybody experiences at least once. 

Then, Pela texted you that one time asking for quick tips to sober up, and it dawned on you that you don't even know what that feels like, and then—who cares, really, you don’t have half a mind to think of your tragic pre-drunk backstory when you’re trying not to die of embarrassment as Dan Heng maneuvers you in a way that won’t get vomit on your clothes. 

The cold tiles of the Goethe Hotel en suite bathroom aren’t enough to bring you to full awareness, so you let Dan Heng ragdoll you into kneeling over the trash can and pull any dangling accessories away from your, um, line of fire. 

“Why would you guys let me do this?!” you wail in disbelief, trying to hold back a mouthful of bile but ultimately failing as you cough into the bin again. You’re truly betrayed at the thought that your closest friends wouldn’t warn you of things like alcohol poisoning, and pacing yourself, and how many drinks is too many drinks. 

“I didn't let you do anything,” your friend retorts, because he’s evil and mean and awful at comforting you, “I told you it would be a bad idea. You’re the one that still went out.” 

“Did I puke in front of everyone?” 

Dan Heng pauses, which is always a bad sign. It means he’s thinking, really thinking about what to say. “At the very least, you puked in the snow and not inside the restaurant.” 

A desperate wailing noise escapes you yet again. Life is cruel, and Dan Heng is crueler. He should’ve told a sweet little white lie and you would’ve been none the wiser and a lot less mortified. “Himeko laughed so hard when we found you that Welt had to make her leave.” 

“Just kill me,” you whisper into the trash can, full of your hopes and dreams and the remnants of your dinner and drinks. “I can’t go back to the Express. Execute me and give me a gentle death.” 

“No need to be dramatic,” he says, annunciating his words in that odd little way he does, and it makes you want to kiss him and read a dictionary to you, cover to cover. “You need to drink water, and then brush your teeth. I don’t trust you showering right now so you have to wait until the morning.” 

“Oh, Dan Heng,” you keen, with the grief of a spouse watching their partner go off to war, “you don’t even want to wash my hair for me?! You just think I’m— I’m a drunken slob!” 

“Be quiet,” he commands through his teeth, embarrassment warming him up—you can feel it, the way the tips of his fingers go a little bit warm from where they rest on your shoulder and the side of your face. “You— I don’t think that. You need to brush your teeth.” 

You definitely are not brushing your teeth tonight. You tell Dan Heng as much but he just rolls his eyes and compromises with a travel-sized bottle of mouthwash that he pulls from the cabinet under the sink. He’s so prepared. Or maybe that’s just the hotel staff. Regardless. 

You rinse your mouth out once you’re fine enough to let Dan Heng pull you up to your feet and rest you against the counter of the sink. He has to remind you multiple times to not swallow the mouthwash, and you bat at him childishly for thinking you’d ever do such a thing—except, you definitely would have drinken down an entire mouthful if he didn't say anything. You can’t bear to look at your reflection in the mirror. You just pray to whatever Aeon is listening that there’s no awful stains on your clothes, and that you don’t smell so terrible that Dan Heng goes running the minute he lets go of your arm. 

“Where’s March?” you whine out as he leads you from the bathroom to the main hotel room, trying to gently set you down on your bed but giving up once you immediately fall into it like an ungraceful rock. “She would be so much nicer. You’re mean. Do I smell bad?” 

“I’m not mean,” he tells you, sure of himself and the twist of his mouth as he avoids looking you right in the eyes. “You don’t smell. You need to go to bed. And lay on your side.” Petulantly, and not without some kicks of your legs and flails of your arms, you find yourself situated under the sheets of the hotel bed, sock somehow off your feet now as Dan Heng pulls the blankets right up to your shoulders. 

“I’m on my side now. Do I get a reward?”

“Why would you need a reward?” 

A disgruntled tsk escapes you and you look up at Dan Heng with an exasperated expression. It’s pitiful enough to guilt him into kneeling down beside your bed so that he’s at eye level with you. “Because I went through so much tonight,” you slur out, words starting to mix with each other as a result of your remaining drunkenness and the exhaustion of the night hitting you. “I’ll take a, um— a gold star, or something.” 

“I can give you a cup of water in the morning.” 

Another dreadful wail escapes you. You’ve never faced evil more potent than Dan Heng, and by the stupid twinge of a smile on his face, he knows what he’s doing. You hate how endearing he is, and how he dangles little treasures like this in front of you. You’re brought back to the heat of his fingers from earlier, the gentle touches he left on your shoulders as he let you puke your guts out without even flinching. As much as you joke, you know Dan Heng’s kindness comes from a lack of evil. Comes from a supporting weight against your arms, comes from travel-size mouthwash, comes from staying in your hotel room until you fall asleep and double-checking that you’re on your side. 

In the morning, you’ll take the cup of water, and you’ll take him out for breakfast, too.

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#dan heng x reader #hsr x reader #honkai x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr fanfic #dan heng hsr x reader #dan heng fanfic #how do i tag guys i keep forgetting #fun fact this was supposed to be another dan heng and march fic but then i thought i was reusing tropes (i will reuse them again adn agaian #oh gawsh... i love march #hsr x you #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail fanfic #dan heng x you #dan heng fluff #hsr fluff #me when i ramble on a google doc and then use spellcheck and then call it a day

[drdocsir]

Haha it's been a hell of a bit since I've been here 'v';

I'm probably gonna try to use this blog for art and maybe ramblings, maybe post sketches I make here too (cause I sure as hell don't do that on twitter enough) speaking of, I'm Drdocsir on twitter too (anywhere else I'm either that or Docshado)

but yeah, I'll try to post stuff

https://twitter.com/Drdocsir

#doc rambles

[bing-iplier]

WHAT THE FUCK IS THE TUMBLR MESSAGING SYSTEM ON DASHBOARD

#WHY IS EVER4YONE WHITE #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #oh it's ugly ugly. #doc rambles