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captain-astors · 9 months
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If a pairing isn’t so rare that I forge it myself what’s even the point.
(I feel like it’s worth mentioning that I introduced demon slayer to three people with this piece.)
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beatle-puppet · 2 years
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she’s one of my favorites :)
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cowboylikeghost · 6 months
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We're officialy entering the second love obsess part of the year : christmas. Soon there will be hallmark movies on every chanel, pyjamas made for couple with Mrs. and Mr. written on the back, people feeling desesperate because they have no one to bring to their familly on christmas day and (the worst of all) nobody to kiss on new years eve!!! This is way harder for us aroace than Valentine's day because it last two whole months, it's even harder when you're like me and fucking love xmas. I just love all the lights and decorations.
So let me introduce you to ✨aroace christmas✨, walking alone in the snow, going to a coffee shop with a friend, watching xmas animated movies (because it's less likely to have romance), cuddling with your pet and studying alone in your bedroom with a candle.
I know it's gonna be a hard season but don't worry y'all, we'll make it!! Fuck what allos think, being single for xmas or new year eve does NOT mean you suck, are a loser or anything. Happy xmas season everyone! 🎄🎁
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yourlocalabstraction · 7 months
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your soul design is so yumilicious I need all the details now on my dinner plate
fr tho I want to know all the soul design lore how did you create such a creature /vpos
OKOKOHHHHHHOKOK BUCKLE IN. YOU’RE GONNA GET THE FULL DESIGN PROCESS
I struggled the most with Soul ngl. I couldn’t really think of anything I could add that would differentiate him from the fanon standard. I’m a lil upset I couldn’t think of something more original, but nonetheless he turned out quite lovely !!!
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I started with the color picking. I was very insistent on making everyone’s colors proportional to eachother. The main colors should have (about) the same saturation/brightness, contrasting colors that are the exact opposite hue of the main color, respective black/grey/white values (soul’s ‘grey’ color is more teal bc color theory but yea), shit like that i guess. The final palette is on the right, it’s what I use today.
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Soul never got fully fleshed out concept sheets like the other two. I guess my brain just filled in the rest of the gaps without having to draw them. (I apologize for never finishing these btw. It’s been months man. I hope the blorbo doodles in the corner make up for it) The second image was done a lot later than the first btw. Idk if that matters but I’m bringing it up anyway.
His fit inspo came mostly from Pinterest. I just compiled a bunch of shit I think he’d wear. Plus a majestic cape because it makes him look plenty more epic.
OK MOVING ON. I decided that his main gimmick would be my take on his shaded side. The idea was to make it represent dissonance, and how it affects Soul. The shadow is basically just this fuckin void. It has no physical form, and you can just stick your hand in there if you’d like (he sometimes stores the trident there). However I wouldn’t recommend it. The feeling is indescribable, but very uncomfortable. The void has a life of it’s own in a way. It does not stay confined within the Soul’s physical form (or in my case, his lineart). When conflict is at a high, like, tridential regicide level high, the void will get very close to fully overtaking him. It only fully disappears once true concord is reached, and starts reforming when the next cycle starts.
Also, the mask !!!!! Throughout cacophony, Soul is having a huge fucking identity crisis and shit. He doesn’t really have a physical organ like the other two. He doesn’t know why he’s here, or what he did to deserve this, or why nothing he’s trying works, and just. What is he if he’s failing at his main purpose???? I think because of this, he doesn’t like showing his face around the other two. He needs to assert is power, and thinks that showing his face will make him come of softer and less of someone to obey, if that makes sense. He only really takes it off when he’s alone in his room or pocket dimension (still trying to decide if they have a mock ‘apartment’, or ever did at one point). But once he has the character arc in Two Wuv, it permanently comes off !!! Wahoo!!!!!!! If only the next cycle weren’t to start, resetting his newfound self image to its previous state !!!!!!!!!!
Ok this is getting long im putting a read more thing
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This image was very helpful for designing the tine shapes!! Guess which one is Soul’s !!!!!! (Spoiler alert, im pretty sure its either the 2nd or 6th ones in the 2nd row. However i genuinely dont remember. This may not even be the right image)
Soul also has a strange tie with eyes. If the halves have pissed him off to the point of no return, he does this fuckin analog horror stare that freaks the shit out of them (although heart cant see he remembers it very well. Plus, he just k n o w s that extra eye is there). I haven’t really played around with this, but I like the idea of a freakishly absurd amount of eyes hidden within the shadow. I should maybe like. Draw that sometime.
Also, expect a Soil patch update in the future!! I’d like to make his fangs more deranged, and maybe add an earth pattern to the cape. Right now, he has no symbols on him that represent him in the astronomy metaphor.
Uhhhh i hoped this helped??? If i missed anything you were hoping to know about, do let me know !!!!!!!
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rriavian · 2 months
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There I was, blissfully typing out some tags on this post, only half joking but still very much in fic concept stage because, ok yes, I admit that I am cruel and like to tease fics ideas in my tags for reasons that include testing the waters to see if anyone would be interested
But then @aisalynn reblogs it with tags designed to quite literally kill me and now fic concept has gone straight to 'has it's own file in my wip folder'
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BEST DAD BATTLE: BAPELSIN BRACKET
ROUND 1 GROUP 1 PART 2
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dad council: hey you guys should really check out psychonauts it’s a great 3D platformer and Augustus is an amazing dad
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new cursed ship just dropped tom sr and james potter ❤️❤️❤️
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strscrossed · 1 year
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night like this
i had this one in my head for a while. it's intentionally vague in places but if any of you want more of this au, i'll be happy to right more. anyway have a nice hotel rendezvous with em. and they're married to other people. ❤️‍🔥
tw: cheating (don't like, don't read)
eremika. 805 words.
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‘I just need to see you again…’
That’s all it takes for Eren to grab a coat. He doesn’t bother acknowledging his wife’s icy glare as he makes his way to the door.
“And where are you going?” each word is dripping with venom. But Eren just scowls, not even looking in his direction.
“I’m needed somewhere…” is all he answers.
“Yes, surely-” she lightly scoffs but her words are cut off when Eren slams the door behind him. Marriage had been his second mistake. His first mistake was letting her go…
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Eren doesn’t remember the drive to the hotel. He doesn’t remember the long, painfully long ride up to the room.
His mind goes completely blank when he sees her sitting at the foot of the bed, her mascara streaming down her cheeks.
She’s still the most beautiful thing he’s ever laid his eyes on.
“Mikasa…” he breathes as he takes gathers her in his arms and buries his face into her hair, taking all of her in. It’s happiness. It’s home. It’s love.
“Eren,” she whispers, as she buries her face into his chest.
“It’s okay. You’re okay. I’m here now. I’m here…”
It’s true. His first mistake had been to let her go the first time. His second was to marry a woman who only slightly resembled her in appearance. His third mistake was allowing her to leave him for a second time. So what if they were both married? A legal technicality, nothing more…
He belongs to her and she belongs to him in every other way that matters.
“I honestly thought you weren’t going to come,” she whimpers. “I wouldn’t have blamed you if you hadn’t…”
His hands travel up to her shoulders, stepping back so that he can see her. Her eyes are bloodshot, her nose is red, and she’s thinner than he remembers. He moves to cup her face, thumbing away the tears.
“I’ll always come. You know that,” he whispers, brushing his lips against her forehead.
“Thank you…” she whispers.
He kisses her then. Every kiss with her felt exactly like the first. Sweet, perfect, as necessary as breathing. It’s the feeling of several fireworks going off and millions of comets streaking across the sky. It’s the feeling that he’s tried to chase but only found in her.
He chases the feeling as he leads her to the bed. Somewhere between tears, their clothes being thrown into random corners of the room, and the heated kisses and touches, something shifts.
There’s no going back now…
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Her heart beats in rhythm with his own. He realized that way too late. Their fingers are intertwined and she traces patterns into his chest. She’s in no rush today and he’s so happy.
But the morning will eventually come. And so will reality.
“He knows…” she finally says and he doesn’t have to ask who. He only pulls her as close as physically possible.
“Yeah. She knows too…”
The weight of the words settles over them. When the sun rises, he’ll have to return home. He’ll have to face his wife’s wrath. He’ll have to face her family’s wrath. Everything hangs in the balance. He’s this close to losing everything.
He finds that he doesn’t actually care, though.
“He knows. He was trying to convince me to start a family with him and then he found out…”
She doesn’t go into detail and he doesn’t force it out of her. She’s finally calmed down. Mikasa doesn’t break. Every muscle in her body is relaxed…
He should’ve asked her years ago. He should’ve asked her long before she slipped away the first time.
The past is the past for a reason. And Eren has learned the hard way to not look back.
“Let’s leave, Mika. Let’s just get out of here. I have an off-grid place in the mountains. Let’s just go. Just the two of us. Like it always should have been.”
He feels Mikasa tense up and their eyes meet.
“You’re serious…”
As far as proposals go, it’s not the most romantic. He’ll have plenty of time to make up for it.
If only she agrees…
“Never been more serious about anything else in my whole life. I don’t care. I’m filing for divorce anyway. I can’t stay there anymore. I just want you. That’s all. And I know you want the same. You don’t love him. I know you don’t. So just come with me. We’ll figure out the rest…”
It’s an agonizing eternity of silence. She looks at him, searching his face for any doubts. It probably sounds impulsive to her. No, he’s thought it all out. He’s planned this out from the day she walked into his life.
“Okay. Yeah. Yes…”
That’s all he needs before rolling on top of her, smothering her in kisses once more…
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twst-drabbles · 2 years
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This is kinda an angsty ask/thing I thought of
But for the pet au what if yuu crocheted? Now that it self isn't too sad, but what if yuu made things for the pets? Again not too sad. But if the pets/mytical creatures passed away yuu would make life size versions of them, and would go about their day acting as if they were still there even if they weren't. Yuu would feed the leech twins and Azul as if they were in their tank, or look for riddle and Co. Or even set out for Leona or Vil and go where epel used to be planted. Everyone else knows that yuu is know unstable because they don't believe it whenever someone says that they all passed.
Hmm I would imagine that would make sense for your version of the Caretaker but the way I wrote my Caretaker, their response to these kinds of events wouldn’t be straight up denial, but social isolation, neglect and distractions. Besides, this isn’t actually the first time the Caretaker has dealt with death before. Here’s how I would go about it.
Tiny little outfits are made for the pets, small shirts, leg warmers, hats and all sorts of things. You had just finished finally manipulating the last thread into place, little life sized dolls of the pets lay before you, dressed up in little outfits that the would never get to wear. It’s been a while since you’ve reclaimed this hobby of yours. You’re kind of rusty but it’s better than simply sitting here doing nothing.
You don’t want to go outside, you don’t want to go into different rooms, you don’t want to look at the roof tiles or even the very fence itself. You don’t want to look at the dust gathering there, nor the moss climbing over the glass of the aquarium, or the dead flowers and rotting tree on your land. You don’t to touch any of it, you don’t want to look at any of it. You want to stay away from everything and anything.
Sitting here, crocheting all sorts of little things is better than being in your room, it keeps you from wandering around, from letting your mind linger on too many things for too long.
You’re back to when you found this house empty of anything. This is why you didn’t want to have pets in the first place. It’s easier to just be alone than watch the passage of time take everything away from you. At least time can’t take away these little dolls.
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However, this AU isn’t meant to be a tale of tragedy, it’s meant to be a rather cute tale of coping from mental healthy issues, so by the time these pets do pass away from old age, the Caretaker would be in a better mental head space to not go back to square one. That, and while maybe too subtle, it’s implied that the Caretaker has taken care of other pets previously, hence why everyone is flourishing so well in this house. An interesting scenario to explore indeed, Anon, but ultimately, it wouldn’t make sense for this version of the Caretaker.
In the case of your scenario, however, you should fully expect Crowley to basically move into your house, trying to gently coax you out of this denial and if the answer to that is to react violently, mind you, Dire Crowley is not known for being delicate. He too is very driven by his emotions, and in his frustrations, he would give up trying to gently coax you into a more stable mental health state and would essentially rip the illusion away. He would take away the aquarium that you kept filling with food that has long started to rot, he would fill up the pond that has become nothing more than a noxious bog, take away the plants and flowers that have started to eat up the walls of your home, take down the termite infested tree, and clean out the attic.
Was this right? Was this taken too far? And can you forgive him for this? Well, that’s up to you. Whatever your answer is, Crowley will listen, as he always has.
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samsspambox · 1 year
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hm. so.
untitled babytem fic might need to be paused and re-written
i pushed my kiki/vincent agenda too much and made it an entirely different fic LMAO
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weekend-whip · 2 years
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I am siginng the petition
Signatures: 2
Also i think kings tag should be the ghost emoji because their username reminds me of king boo from marioparty
Two signatures AND a cute suggestion?! The results are overwhelming! *-* 
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Consider: Jin x Goliath
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comradekatara · 5 months
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to me, the funniest thing about “that’s rough buddy” isn’t the fact that sokka says something patently insane with zero context seemingly out of nowhere, or the fact that zuko clearly doesn’t know how to respond. it’s the completely incorrect use of the word “buddy.” zuko would obviously like to be friends with sokka, but sokka is not, in fact, his friend. this is the most time they’ve ever spent together, and it’s because zuko invited himself to tag along on sokka’s suicide mission. at this point in the episode, sokka still hates this guy, perhaps less than he did a week ago, but he still hates him enough that he didn’t bother forcing zuko to stay home, which means he still didn’t really care whether or not zuko lives or dies. which, considering that he had tried to kill zuko multiple times in the past, is not all that surprising. this entire episode is essentially just zuko forcing his friendship onto sokka while sokka is legitimately too depressed to care. so when zuko calls sokka “buddy,” there’s a spirit of dogged optimism characterizing that epithet, because in no possible realm would sokka consider zuko his buddy at this point in the episode. and that’s something we miss when noting the iconicness of this exchange, simply because, by the end of this episode, they are buddies, so in our minds looking back on these lines, the implication of friendship doesn’t feel out of place at all. and really, it isn’t out of place, but only because zuko’s tenacity and determination (in this instance, his determination to befriend sokka) has always hugely outweighed his ability to read the room.
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jabesa0 · 4 months
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Champagne bubble bath 🫧🥂
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celestialrealms · 2 months
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Protect them. This is a threat.
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✨ STUPID HEADCANON ✨
MC gets kidnapped by a cult that worships the brothers, and while the cult leader is monologuing about how MC is going to be sacrificed to the great seven lords of Hell, this poor human is just sitting there like “Damn this is gonna be hella awkward once I summon the brothers during the most dramatic moment”.
Cult Leader: We call upon our seven demonic princes of the Devildom to accept this sacrifice-
MC: Princes? Ugh, I almost forget those bastards are royalty. Though, it does explain why Mammon is always so iffy about doing his own laundry.
Cult Leader: What-
MC: Nononono, don’t mind me, continue on. Sorry for the interruption.
Cult Leader: …ahem. We call upon Belphegor, the Avatar of Sloth.
MC: Pfft, sleepy brat probably isn’t even listening right now.
Cult Leader (getting annoyed): We call upon Beelzebub, the feared Avatar of Gluttony-
MC: Oh, shit, you might not wanna call upon Beel, if he finds out you’re bothering me you all might end up as second breakfast.
Cult Leader: AND WITHOUT FURTHER INTERRUPTIONS. We ask Asmodeus, the Avatar of Lust to-
MC: You’re not even going to give Asmo an extra compliment? At least call him the “divinely beautiful” Avatar of Lust.
Cult Leader: WE SUMMON THE VERY VERY SCARY AVATAR OF WRATH AS WELL.
MC (remembering how the last time they hung out with Satan he started spontaneously weeping because he remembered the sad ending of a book he read): …yeah. Hella scary, that one.
Cult Leader: And the Avatar of Envy, the master strategist, Leviathan!
MC: Master strategist? You know what? I’ll give you that, that one checks out.
Cult Leader: And the Avatar of Greed Mammon-
MC: My first man :D
Mammon: Hell yeah, human! Up top!
The cult: …AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
MC: Wow, they didn’t even get to Lucifer. How’d you get here so fast, Mam?
Mammon: Oh, I just heard you refer to me as your first man, as ya should, obviously, and I was so happy I decided to pop in and give ya some positive reinforcement. Now where’s my high five?
MC: I’m tied to this alter thing.
Mammon: Oh shit, ya are-
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