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smilesrobotlover · 14 days
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I made something terrible
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thedeviljudges · 2 years
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isaac, who was so badly burned from the fire, he’s made up of skin grafts and patched together like a blanket, who still lives at the kang house but never leaves. he’s almost like a ghost, refusing to look in the mirror, who has trouble picking up a glass to drink from or utensils to eat with. who sits by the window and lets elijah read to him. who discovers gaon, a stray sleeping in the guest bedroom who Yohan leaves to his own devices. it’s clear gaon has no clue he’s in the house. he’s learned to keep his footprints quiet, trails after gaon and watches him closely because isaac only trusts Yohan and his daughter.
And yet the point comes where gaon knows he’s being watched. Yohan’s cagey, abrasive sometimes, but isaac never says a word. Not until gaon’s almost healed, tongue fraught with biting words, promises that he’ll return to work tomorrow, that he finally discovers isaac, or at least what’s left of him. Gaon is suspicious, isaac’s hiding place the very one Yohan was once banished. It’s amusing to see gaon in shock, in upset, disgust and he intakes this new version of isaac. Gaon doesn’t know his name, but he thinks isaac is being abused. The lingering doubt of yohan’s respectability washed down the drain when gaon mistakes his skin as bruises under thin, waning light.
The phone is in his hand to call the police, but Isaac is quick to throw it to the floor and stomp out the possibility of gaon’s worries reaching the wrong people. Gaon pleads, of course he does, but Isaac still says nothing and resorts to tying him to a chair until Yohan comes home, who looks bewildered yet humorous when Isaac speaks for the first time in front of gaon and says “you always choose the nosey ones.”
It sounds painful to gaon’s ears, thinks maybe he’s going to die in this house because he isn’t sure how long isaac’s been here, watching, waiting. It feeds into yohan’s smile, of delight on his lips when he notices the gears turning in his head, says, “you had every opportunity to take him and yet here we are.”
“And leave you moody? No. Even still, you know you have to be careful.”
Gaon learns he won’t actually die that night, that Elijah makes a grand entrance and admonishes the two for treating him so poorly, unties him and gives him space to stretch his legs.
Isaac, is in fact, nothing more than a human confined to these walls and yohan his caretaker because “Yohan would let me drive a knife through his heart before he ever put me to rest, Gaon. Think because we can’t all do it for you.” He leaves, the skin of his face aching and stretched thin. As easily as he’d made himself known, he disappears with Elijah by his side.
It’s quiet after, yohan twisting out of his suite jacket to lay it over the couch, the taps of his shoes when he walks the only echo in gaon’s mind. “Your curiosity is unbecoming. I’d do anything for him, Gaon-ah. Remember that.” He, too, disappears, but not before giving him an intentional look, fire in his eyes, and Gaon will pretend he didn’t have it in mind to call soohyun.
Gaon only catches glimpses of Isaac when he least expects it, though now it’s easier to tell when he’s not alone, the voices in the house carrying through its walls. He becomes accustomed to them, how delicate or fragile they are. Gaon, like Isaac, learns to become a ghost in this house. He watches and listens and learns how the kangs move, even through the burning screams and exasperated pleasure that makes his own bones ache and trill in the night.
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i-can-not-art · 6 months
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I decided making tadc fanart at 11pm was a good idea
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fishtrift · 8 months
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uhh uh here’s some atla stuff
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skidcd-megamix · 12 days
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Hell nahhhhh
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wistfullywaiting2 · 27 days
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The biggest misconception in the bsd fandom ever to me is people constantly portraying Atsushi as someone who trauma dumps excessively when he canonically barely talks about it at all.
The entire point is that Atsushi does not talk about his trauma he’s just constantly thinking about/reliving it. He can’t escape the memories of his past so he tries not to acknowledge them.
He only mentions it when asked, either directly or when someone asks him to explain himself.
Atsushi doesn’t even give a cohesive explanation for what he saw while under Dogra Magra, he just apologizes to Haruno and Naomi.
If Lucy hadn’t had her whole “you’ve never suffered the way I have” spiel then I doubt even the audience would’ve gotten to find out about his scars
If Akutagawa never asked him how it felt for the orphanage headmaster to die Atsushi would have never told him that he’s been hallucinating.
In the omake where Kyoka asks him why his hair is like that it’s clear he wouldn’t have told her that unless she had asked.
In 55 minutes Atsushi very briefly mentions sleeping on a dirty floor somewhere to Kunikida because he was trying to explain and justify his behavior.
And the thing is that there are scenes that implies that the other characters see Atsushi behaving strangely and are visibly confused because they do not understand what’s wrong with him.
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Remember, we as an audience get to see things about characters that the main cast doesn’t. Just because we see into Atsushi’s mind doesn’t mean the other characters know what’s going on in there.
Also little footnote here that I think the scenes with Lucy and Akutagawa in specific are probably references to the moon over the mountain but I digress
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EDIT: this is the tik tok that inspired this please check out sullivanstoplight it’s amazing and they’re drawing is beautiful
Imagine you’re stuck in a closet with Price. He’s pressed up against you, hard cock brushing against your thigh as the two of you make out with each other, grinding against one another as you prepare to undress when his phone starts to ring.
You go to protest before he presses his hand over you mouth while he tries to catch his breath. You watch him answer his phone, his eyes never leaving yours.
“Hello?” His voice is gravelly with hidden need as he stares at you. “I’m occupied at the moment.”
You can almost hear the voice on the other end but you’re so needy for him that you don’t care enough to listen. Your squirm, your hands bunching up his shirt as you silently beg for him to end the call.
Price gives you a dark look as he slowly removes his hand from your mouth, still listening to whoever is talking on the other side of the phone. He lovingly swipes his thumb across your bottom lip before he trails his fingers down your front.
You feel his fingers dip into your pants, swiping over the slick that’s gathered from your cunt before he slowly starts to rub your clit. You take in a sharp breath, stifle a whimper as you rock against his fingers.
“Well, we’ll have to schedule a proper meeting.” He says into the phone without stopping his movement or without taking his eyes away from the blissed out look you have just from his fingers. “When are you available?”
A sound escapes your throat when he inserts a finger into your needy cunt and you slap a hand over your mouth, looking at him desperately unsure if you wanted him to keep going or if you wanted him to stop.
Price just stared at you with pure lust as he pumped his fingers in and out of you with no intention of stopping. He didn’t care whether or not the person on the other end of the phone heard you.
After all he did say he was occupied.
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fluffypotatey · 3 months
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okay so:
the year is 2021. the month is june. the new season of hermitcraft, season 8, has just started, and everything is great! the hermits are all messing around, having fun, building insane things within the first week of the server being active, and generally having a good time. everyone's collected themselves into little factions, pranking each other, and it's all the fun, lighthearted, mostly-vanilla content hermitcraft is known for.
and then the split between minecraft versions 1.18 and 1.19 is announced. the delay of new terrain, and especially of new mobs like the warden, considerably disrupt several of the hermits' plans. but it's fine, they'll figure something out, they're professionals, and it mostly goes unnoticed.
about two weeks later, on november 9th, grian turns to mumbo jumbo in one of his episodes, and asks the famous question that would seal hermitcraft season 8's fate:
"mumbo, is the moon... big?"
suddenly, the fans panic. they search back through videos and streams, and realize that the moon had been abnormally large and stuck in a full-moon phase since october 30th. the Moon Big event has begun.
this is where the roleplay really starts. once the moon's size has been brought up, the hermits start a weird combination of scrambling to figure out why the moon's growing, and how to stop it- but also of ignoring it, hoping it won't be a problem, hoping someone else will deal with it. the moon keeps getting bigger, more hermits start realizing it's going on, and a creeping sense of dread starts to grow. but it's fine. it's fine, right? they do little plotlines like this all the time. they'll figure something out, the moon will go back to normal, and we'll laugh about it when this is all over. it's fine.
and then, blocks start flying away. just floating up out of the ground, and falling right back down! like for a moment, a square meter chunk of dirt has decided it's a ballerina and leaped out of the ground! but it's fine, right? the blocks are coming back. no lasting harm is done. they're going to fix it all... right?
the moon gets bigger. it's growing every day- local hermit weirdguy joe hills measures it every stream. the blocks start flying higher. gravity starts getting... weird, with players getting the slow falling effect at random, and being lifted off of the earth themselves. the players form cults and rituals and whatnot to try and appease the moon, convince it to leave them alone, making plans to escape. nothing works. things keep getting worse, and the moon keeps getting bigger. but it'll be fine. these storylines never leave lasting harm, or at least they never have before. they'll be fine.
and then the blocks stop coming back, just floating into the sky forever. the players have the slow falling effect more than they don't now. the moon is now so big it's visible even during the day, and fills the entire sky at night. they start planning their escapes in earnest, and say their goodbyes. some hermits jump into a void hole in the overworld (it was the centerpiece of their village). some flee to the End, some to the nether, some just fly with elytras and hope they can get far enough away in time. one brave hermit, tango, flies himself to the moon in a futile attempt to blow the whole thing up before it can crash.
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but in the end, the moon crashes into the server, and everything they'd built was destroyed. and the whole time, there'd been nothing any of them could've done. season eight was over, a full six months before anyone had expected it to end, and season nine wouldn't start until about three months later. and im still not okay about it.
(here's a cool animatic of the moon's crash! honestly i dont think you need too much hermitcraft knowledge to get the gist)
(also the moon crash happened on the day before my birthday lmao.)
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holy shit
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ren-054 · 27 days
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Renée Sterling: Oh, they have to find my darling husbands! I’m so worried about them!
Detective Monty: Seriously, what do you see in those two?
Renée:
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clownsuu · 11 months
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Update I have been gifted a new art tablet and oh my lort how do y’all draw with a screenless pad-
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This last one was the first thing I drew with it LMAO
all of these were lil test doodles, but m a n I got mad respects to them gamers who can use this kinda tabloot with ease
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puppyeared · 1 year
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I just skimmed through the art part of your blog and holy bajeebus your LMK art is so beautiful and the headcanon ideas you come up with are so good I wanna steal em-
Kinda wanna see like a part 2 of the little angst you did between MK and Macaque a while ago. It's so interesting and I wanna see Macaque's reaction in your art style. (You don't have to of course, it's just a suggestion [idk if i spelled that right])
Thanks for reading and hope you have a good day/night!
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Hope this is to your liking ^^
Part one here
#I’m sure there are some character nuances im forgetting but well 🤷🏽#I want their misunderstanding or whatever they have going on between then come to a head. literally just going ‘wait what’#for me I think it’s entirely possible that there was an actual fight and maybe tension leading up to that point#cause I feel like macaque is not just bitter about thinking he died to wukong but maybe some stuff that built up to that#maybe the fight was just the breaking point. maybe they’re idiots who don’t talk about it because they think they’re on the same page idk#chipper-smol wrote a cool theory abt them using macaques ‘you’re nothing’ line in s4ep1. from what I understand it could be a direct parall#parallel to when he said that to MK right before MK regained his nerve and hit macaque in the eye.. since flying bark foreshadowed monkey mk#waaaay back in season 1 (where his shadow is his monkey form in the opening) i think that could be deliberate#and they could have gotten billy to voice an entirely different line for that scene. but they reused his line from s3#in a very specific scene with wukongs narrative foil. hm#that aside I would have liked to hear billy voice the ‘you abandoned me’ line that would have killed me. but that’s just me lol#also looking at this I should have shaded the last frame to make it look more dramatic and serious but I ran out of time :(#if anything I want to see MK try and help them get back together. poor kid tries so hard to understand people so I think it would be cool to#see that happen. that’s what I like about him.. he asked macaque why he was working for LBD instead of accusing him of dooming everyone bc#he wants to and he tried to comfort spider queen by admitting he was scared of LBD too 😭😭#my art#myart#Lego Monkie kid#lmk#Monkie kid#lmk spoilers#Lego Monkie kid spoilers#lmk macaque#six eared macaque#lmk sun wukong#lmk swk#lmk MK#lmk xiaotian#lmk season 4#Lego Monkie kid s4
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minty364 · 14 days
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DPXDC Prompt #58 Part 2
It started on a Friday, Danny finished adjusting his uniform as he peered into the mirror in the bathroom his family shared.  Mr. Wayne had been very generous to offer Danny a scholarship to Gotham Academy. He was determined to do his best but, part of him wondered if he was only offered it so Damian would have a friend that attended the same school as him.
 Putting the finishing touches on his uniform and trying to calm down his unruly hair, Danny walked out of the bathroom to hear chatter coming from the kitchen. This caused him to hesitate, Jazz and he decided not to ask Damian or Tim over yet. The state of the house was a bit messy considering it was left to two teenagers to pick up after the four of them. They just didn’t have the time, the both of them were focusing on their own fields of study and avoiding their parents by spending time at Wayne manor. 
So the fact that there was chatter meant one thing, his parents were up from the basement. He didn’t dislike interacting with them but… somehow every conversation with them ended up with an hour-long lecture about how dangerous ghosts were and how Danny and Jazz were to call them immediately if they ever spotted one, as if they’d actually pick up the phone. Danny was starting to believe that ghosts didn’t exist at all. 
He took a deep breath after grabbing his messenger bag from his room and entered the kitchen.
Just as he thought his parents were up from the lab and astonishingly they sat at the table. They were eating breakfast together with Jazz almost like they were a normal family. The sight unnerved Danny but he took his spot at the table, pouring himself a bowl of cereal as Jazz had done. Neither of them trusted anything that their parents would have cooked, most of it ended up with Danny and Jazz having stained or torn uniforms. 
They hated asking Mr. Wayne for anything, and even though he left a credit card for either Danny or Jazz to use, neither of them did. Jazz managed their finances, Mom was too busy to cook or go to the store most times so Jazz handled it and Danny made sure at least the bathroom and kitchen were cleaned up enough. It probably shouldn’t have worked, especially leaving two teenagers to look after the finances, but it did.
“Danno, my boy!!” The loud boisterous voice of his Dad startled him out of that train of thought, “we’ve got a surprise for the two of you!”
Jazz and Danny shared a look, nothing good ever came from one of their parents ‘surprises’.
“Your Father and I completed our-“ before Mom could finish, Dad interrupted loudly.
“THE PORTAL!!” he smiled like he was a toddler in a candy store for the first time.
Jazz and Danny shared a look again, sure they were happy for their parents, but they were also worried about the possible hazards.
Their Mom cleared her throat before continuing, “I get you kids have school, just hurry straight home when you’re off! We’ll turn it on when you’re both home.” She finished her explanation with a big smile.
Danny could hardly believe it, they had been working on it for years. He was a little scared what exactly it meant if it worked but that didn’t matter at the moment. He continued eating and Jazz spoke up, “t-that’s great Mom, Dad,” she spared a glance at Danny but continued when he didn’t speak up but ate another mouthful of cereal, “Uh, well, our ride should be here soon, I’ll meet you outside little brother.” She quickly put her dishes in the dishwasher and headed outside after grabbing her coat and backpack. 
Danny quickly followed after their parents went downstairs probably to tinker with another project after the portal.
Jazz was waiting on the porch after putting on her coat, they both knew how prompt Mr. Pennyworth was and that it wouldn’t take long for him to arrive. It didn’t take long for them to pile in after he arrived. The trip to the school was short, Jazz and Tim were caught up in a conversion about some essay, Danny tried to pay attention to the conversion but his mind kept wandering to the portal and what it meant for his family now that it’s done. 
Damian seemed to notice his fidgeting, “Danny? What troubles you? Is it Dash again?” Damian cracked his knuckles as he seethed the bully’s name. Danny was often bullied by Dash for being in his words ‘a charity case’ since Mr. Wayne paid his tuition, and he recently started bullying Danny for what his parents did since word somehow got out after neither of his parents showed up for parent teacher conferences.
Danny shook his head, “no, sorry, I’m just a little worried about a few things going on at home,” Jazz looked up at this and the two shared a look. Neither of them discussed what they’d tell the brothers about the portal. Jazz eventually nodded subtly and Danny took that as the go ahead to continue. He nervously licked his lips before speaking again, “well… our parents finally finished the portal.”
Damian and Tim shared a look at this, “have they attempted to turn it on yet?” Damian asked after a moment.
“Uh, no actually, they wanted to wait until we got home from school,” Danny shrugged.
“Would you like Damian and I to stay out in the car and wait for it all to be over so we can go back to being normal back at the mansion.” Tim suggested with a light chuckle, none of them thought that it’d actually work.
Having an easy escape route after whatever craziness the portal was bound to cause sounded comforting. Danny nodded a little, “I’d like that, how about you Jazz?”
“Your not leaving me alone with them!” She cried and the two giggled.
Soon though they pulled up to the school and Danny sighed, he had a day to get through.
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I think I really need someone to touch me. Not in a sexual way or anything, just in the way where I really badly need a hug or just for someone to touch me in a way that feels intentional and like.. loving, in any sense of the word. Not like they have to or like we’re trying to accomplish something. And not like it’s an accident or an afterthought. I want someone to hug me or hold my neck or hold my hand or put their hand on my leg or put their arm around my waist or just something that’s not accidental or in passing
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jojo-schmo · 3 months
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I wish I could tell the original artist that this drawing permanently changed the entire direction of my life in 2009. I want to shake their hand, look them in the eye, and admit I would not be who I am today if this drawing didn’t exist.
EDIT: Original artist is @ivynajspyder !!!!
#‘but jojo’ you ask. ‘that seems a little ridiculous’#‘don’t you think that’s a little much?’#no. NO. IT IS THE TRUTH.#little baby middle schooler jojo had just gotten squeak squad. the first kirby game she ever owned.#and she loved it even tho there’s a lot she didn’t understand#like who dedede was supposed to be or why copy abilities existed#I asked for the game because my roommate at swim camp had it and she told me the plot of the game when I looked over her shoulder to watch#(the plot she told me was completely made up btw she said kirby had to save the dimension from dark overlord and did not mention the squeak#and said stuff about meta knight being a bad guy idk I realize now she was just weaving a tale of her own haha)#SO I WAS NOT AWARE OF THE LORE. I had only played the one game and it’s the one people don’t like the plot of#but meta knight completely intrigued me#what was this blue sword wielding little kirby dude doing here??#so I’d replay his boss fight over and over again just to get that glimpse at his face#and I’d sit and wonder what it all meant. who was this mysterious swordsman??#and the boss fight was hard!!! it cost me to beat it at the time but I’d still do it to see his face#AND THEN AFTER LIKE A YEAR OF THIS it occurred to me that there was a kirby wiki online#so I found all the pictures of his face and my little fangirl-raised-by-deviantart mind ATE THIS UP.#and then I look up that one fateful google search……… the one that changed me#meta.#knight.#maskless.#and this drawing was towards the top of the results#I went feral about a fandom related topic for the very very first time#I lost my MIND. HOW can a character be so cute AND COOL??! I was a changed child.#I consumed the hoshi no kaabii anime like it was the only piece of media on earth#I drew comics about him. I made my first kirby oc ever to go on a grand adventure on him.#I filled my notebooks with kirby art to the point my mom was like ‘jossie. you REALLY need to branch out. these are just orbs.’#and now I am the kirby artist I am today. so yes. YES. this drawing did change my life.#thanks for reading. and thanks to the original artist. I tried to find them to link but nothing. so if you know pls tell me#THE END!!! and remember! your art makes a difference in people’s lives even if they don’t say it to your face!!!!
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braisedhoney · 11 months
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so uh. narry's immune to lovebug now. (thanks to some ancient server shenanigans.)
truth be told i'm not totally sure how this happened. it just seemed funnier that instead of being genuinely infected, he pretends so he can blend in until he figures out some kind of solution. so now he just sits there and sweats nervously hoping nobody notices. and since lovebug stuff is getting popular again... why not?
also this totally means he keeps getting pink glitter on everything and he hates it lmao. not bc it's pink, but bc it's glitter, and that shit stays forever.
(original concept for lovebug goes to @/things1do here on tumblr.)
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3amsnek · 1 year
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more aro week dragon! he’s very enthusiastic about his job <3 (flags: aromantic, demiromantic, cupioromantic, aroace, greyromantic)
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reblogs >> likes! please don’t like if you don’t rb
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