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#if you know what im referencing im so so sorry
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(it was a spring morning)
(he was a frail boy with no friends)
(he ran into you from across the wall)
(you said hello to him, and asked him to play along)
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(at that very moment, he received his lifelong—)
extra 2: oscar boogaloo
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yeahhhh....iykyk
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doesromandoart · 1 year
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why does my first time drawing evelyn have to be this
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lucydoodlessometimes · 5 months
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mama's boy, mama's boy...
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lovecorepatton · 6 months
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i hope patton is ok forever. she deserves it
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queseraphita · 5 months
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i need to do like low effort doodles to organize my thoughts on the Things
like how do i eloquently elaborate that the "God" and watchers from Drakenier would absolutely send a plague or disease that turns people into stone and then inadvertently have said humans discover and use the energy from the human soul "ergo" to advance the speed of their own destruction.
What I like about both said games and stories of that world is that its a story about pain, misery, hope, secrets and lies are all such human things. I often think about the protagonists in Yoko Taro's works and how you don't necessarily have to be good or bad you just have to think you're right. I feel so excited thinking upon these scenarios that can be applied to P and his own dilemma on being "good" and the choices the player can make telling lies or the truth in any given scenario, I feel like what makes this really effective in the setting of Krat is that all of the cast and characters have a secret, withheld information is kept away from the player to be discovered. An end to justify the means. Meanwhile the whole world seems to be falling apart.
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waywardsalt · 1 year
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i have planned to write a pseudo-essay or some kind of detailed look at linebeck in phantom hourglass and how he can be interpreted as autistic but thats not going very well right now so here are some autistic linebeck headcanons
He has low empathy and as such has a hard time responding very well to emotional situations, but he can take advantage of his lower empathy in situations where empathy could make things harder, like tending to wounds or rationally handling emotionally-charged situations
His coat is a comfort object and he made it specifically to act as a very slight accommodation; it’s heavy and barely lets any light through it, and he can keep all kinds of little things in pockets sewn into the inner lining, but larger objects do make it more uncomfortable to wear at times. It’s mostly good to carry around things to fidget or stim with and can be helpful in trying to recover from overwhelming sensory experiences
He doesn’t usually stim in public, but taps his fingers on tables quickly and tends to rhythmically snap his fingers when excited, and on his ship is more vocal and more willing to stim, even if around others. One of his main stims that he’ll do for no particular reason is that he’ll hold his arm or back of his wrist/hand up to his nose and mouth for the smell.
He masks frequently to please people. His default mask is that arrogant and brave front he puts up for islanders and other he may come across. Usually, if that mask doesn’t work, he tends to double-down because it usually works and, in his experience, dropping the mask has usually gone badly (non masking he’s rude and blunt but more outwardly excited about adventure and his ship and all of that, i consider it where overseas in the game is when he usually isn’t masking. this shifts his arc to be about him learning to stop masking and feel comfortable being himself)
His special interests could include stuff related to treasure hunting but it could really range from stuff about adventuring or the ocean or engineering (relating to his ship) to stuff not at all touched in the game like music. He really enjoys music, listening to it, playing it, and writing it. He also enjoys and is fascinated by shellfish.
When busy or otherwise occupied, he doesn't usually notice when he's hungry. He doesn't have as much of a problem noticing thirst or exhaustion, but feeling hunger is a problem for him, and often leads to him going a long time without eating. On the other hand, he doesn't mind eating the same thing repeatedly and is perfectly fine with blander foods, so handling food supplies for when he'll be overseas for a long time is easy for him.
He knows he's autistic, he's known for a pretty long time, and he has books on it; he also knows that Link is autistic, but doesn't say anything about it and instead waits until someone else tells him. Until (and after, I suppose) Link actually learns that he's autistic Linebeck just makes sure to keep note of what accommodations he might need and if there are any textures or tastes or smells he can't stand. He doesn't have much of a problem helping out during sensory overloads, even soon after meeting him. It's more out of understanding how it feels to not have your needs met and a sort of solidarity rather than actual friendship.
#loz#legend of zelda#phantom hourglass#linebeck#OBVIOUSLY he experiences some nasty rsd and he's a bitch about it that's like. basically canon so i didnt mention it#a lot of linebeck’s autism is based and referenced off of my own with some extra additions#which is why i have an easier time writing him as autistic than link#kindness is a choice and having low or no empathy does not in any way make someone heartless but linebeck does abuse his own low empathy#to be a mean bitch with minimal emotional consequences#i think linebeck would call link a dipshit to his face and then not feel bad about it for like a few weeks until he starts caring abt him#linebeck stimming by smelling his arm is actually my main stim. its probably why i sit all fucked up bc i sometimes do it w/ my legs lol#the masking bit does kinda fuck some stuff up but i personally enjoy that take on him#one of his comfort objects is an old orange cat plushie named copernicus and if you know what that is specifically from thank you im sorry#linebeck being way into music has no canon backup i just like the idea of him playing piano and composing some form of his own theme#piano is a mad sensory experience btw i dont yet know how to really play it but when i did keyboard in pit it was a fantastic feeling#bangin' out the tunes. it was a really good sort of stim if i was feeling a bit overwhelmed by all of the new tech and music too#salty talks#not entirely an autism headcanon but he thinks gender is a sham and less identifies as a man and more specifically considers#his gender identity to be 'real man of the sea' which is initially kinda silly but kind of a fucking gender move tbh#i dont think he's explicitly trans or nb he's just having fun fucking with his own gender and doing whatever he feels like doing#he isnt a man but he is a man. kind of like how im a dude but also not. yeah.#these were initally going to be call 'quick' headcanons but you can see why i uh. didn't end up going with that
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gemharvest · 6 months
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I'm very scared to give FNaF movie theory videos a chance bc like. The last time I cared abt the game lore was before the Gregbot bullshit and that stuff was kinda my breaking point with the newer (Steel Wool era specifically) games, and I realllyyy do not want to listen to a guy pull the most convoluted ideas from the books n shit as if they inherently mean anything for the movies.
I know the thing with FNaF now is that the plot is basically the equivalent of like 40 shoe strings tied together in the most tangled, impossible to separate knot, and that, despite the fact the books were originally supposed to be separate from the games, both the books and the games inform eachother to an upsetting degree, but like. Fuck, come on man. Aren't any of you tired of the state the game lore is in? Can the movies pleeeaaase just be based on the first three games.
Anyways I'm glad Micheal is not an Afton and has his own shit going on (even if tied to Afton but I was expecting that from the start I think). I really hope that they don't involve the "cofounder Henry Emily" shit and instead there's a different connection to Afton, that or the movies at least don't carry the Henry Emily name over because god would the theories be even more insufferable. (William gets a pass bc his name is cool and yeah ig that's a biased statement. He got his own cover name in the movie separate from the books' cover name so we can just throw away the Henry Emily name it's fine.)
I think if the second movie were to make Micheal an Afton it'd be so disappointing. I like the movies being their own thing while inspired by the first three games outside of references to stuff beyond that. I don't think everything needs to be shoved into the FNaF lore amalgam that constantly makes things more confusing. Let's just have one continuity that's clear that you dont need to force into being a clue at hidden game lore or that game lore inherently means [xyz] for the movies outside of obvious stuff carried over.
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ghoul-haunted · 7 months
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honestsister · 1 year
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Luz, on the boiling isles equivalent of tiktok: send me 150 snails and I'll draw you emperor belos pregnant
Hunter: W H A T???
Luz: I went to art school... I'm pretty good at drawing-
Hunter: NO!
Luz, committed: 200 snails and I'll draw Emperor Belos AND one of the coven heads-
Hunter, smacking the scroll out of her hand: NO!!!
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florenceisfalling · 1 year
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like a heathen clung to the homily... ♥
anyway here is @jaeyleo 's character anabelle w one of my boys :3
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muirneach · 2 years
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my coworkers are in the gc talking about pizza while i write a mile long message about how our rights are being infringed 😭
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beskad · 2 years
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it should be studied the way i immediately start crying after masturbating like girl where is the serotonin i was promised
#i just. the memories won't stop one after the other like a messy movie#all that talk about sex and love and a future together#all that teasing at night like oh think of me when you do it#and actually thinking of her for a whole year. how do i just forget#and the teasing the joking about who would play what role but both of us knowing exactly what would happen#but it was fun to tease#and the quiz the teasing referencing the quiz to make a point#and sometimes the honest convos truly vulnerable ones no teasing pure love and want#and sending clips on pinterest and them saying one day#and just. the full comfort and safety. and imagining your whole life with someone and suddenly you have to think aboit other people becaus#well they're gone. and they always said don't have hopes for the future i can't promise and i didn't listen#i think ive moved on but really i don't think i have just have gotten good at suppressing distracting#it's been. a little over a month and still it feels like everything is falling apart my house of dreams and hopes is falling apart around#me slowly and im just sitting in the floor crying#i shouldn't have listened to that gracie song i just. i saw her story and i thought she was going to release it and idk wanted to listen#one last time the youtube live version#ab aise lag raha ki back to square one#i keep having these thoughts involuntarily i don't know how to mske them stop#i remember few weeks ago i was hanging out with my bestie and i miss you im sorry started playing on shuffle from her playlist#and i was like fuck this song she told me about it we loved it gracie was like our artist#and i was like ok ill be brave and listen to it i have to one day na she's one of my fave artists#but we hadn't even reached the chorus and my bestie was like no and changed it immediately she must've seen something on my face#cause a hundred memories flashed before my eyes in those 10 something seconds#can u believe. having so many memories with someone you just text. what the fuck man i can't even remember my syllabus they should fade#okay goodnight
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pavlovers · 2 years
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i'll wait until the actual chapter comes out to fully judge but i'm not sure if i'm completely satisfied with how the dark impulses have been explained...
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iburnedmyselfalive · 3 months
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SEX THERAPIST.
nsfw! -- lowkey got the idea from some wattpad book i read a couple years ago LMAOAOA someone lmk what its called if yk what im talking about.
this was so rushed, but I wanna make more parts to this soooooo, should I ?? + not proofread sorry for any mistakes
Over the past few weeks, challenges have emerged in your relationship with your boyfriend, including a sexual issue. A friend suggested seeking the help of a relationship therapist, specifically a sex therapist.
Following this advice, both of you attended therapy sessions, which have been generally positive. The sessions have been conducted by Mr. Skywalker, and you couldn't help but notice his flawlessly attractive presence.
Today, Mr. Skywalker invited you to a session alone, as your boyfriend was away on a work trip and couldn't attend. Despite the familiarity of being in therapy sessions with your boyfriend, you found yourself unexpectedly nervous about being in Mr. Skywalker's office alone.
This uneasiness contrasted with the usual sessions where he sometimes appeared agitated when you had discussed certain relationship issues.
You subtly pushed open the door to his office, finding him absorbed in his laptop. His intense gaze lifted as he noticed your entrance, and he grunted, "Good to see you," shutting his laptop without breaking eye contact.
Taking a seat across from him, you couldn't help but feel a mix of intimidation and attraction as his penetrating eyes swept over you, especially when they almost hungrily traced the lines of your pretty skirt.
"Hey," you greeted, adjusting yourself and placing your purse aside.
"How are you today?" he inquired, the discussion soon shifting towards your boyfriend, and he cut right to the chase.
"Any differences?" he demanded, a hint of authority in his tone. "Or just the same?"
With a sigh, you reluctantly nodded, "Just the same."
"hm, I see, today, we're going to try something" he declared, taking a pause before continuing, "different from our usual sessions,"
"Alright?" he asked, his gaze holding yours in a way that sent shivers down your spine.
And with that, you nodded.
"Now, hun, you know better than that, use your words," he advised, raising his eyebrows with a subtle challenge, making you gulp at the underlying intensity.
Despite the unease, you nodded again, confirming, "Yes, it's alright."
He nodded in approval, a sly smile playing on his lips. "There we go, that's better," he cooed.
You struggled to maintain composure as he rose slowly from his seat.
Fuck, he looked too good.
It felt almost wrong to acknowledge, but he exuded a captivating mix of intimidation and raw appeal. Giving you a piercing look, he wordlessly gestured for you to stand.
You complied, standing mere inches from him, reveling in the sizzling height difference that fueled your desires.
"Relax, you're nervous," he spoke in a low, commanding tone, his massive, yet surprisingly gentle hand tracing along your shoulder.
"Remember the breathing activities Nadia taught you?" he questioned, referencing a previous therapist.
You nodded.
"I want you to do those for me right now," he demanded, and you obeyed.
Inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly, you followed the practiced routine. Anakin's intense presence lingered, making your transformation into a calmer state palpable to both him and yourself.
"Good," he cooed, a low rumble in his voice.
"Very good," he continued, his unwavering gaze fixed on yours.
"You mentioned that when he touches you, he tends to rush things and doesn't take his time, right?" Anakin inquired.
You nearly choked on your words, but you managed to nod. "Yes, he rushes it," you concurred, and he nodded, trailing his fingers down your shoulders.
"You don't like that," he stated, and you just shrugged.
"If you want my help, you're going to have to talk to me," he asserted, his tone firm.
"So, I'm going to ask you again. You don't like it, correct?" he demanded, and without hesitation, you responded, "yes, It's not even enjoyable for me now," you explained, having this weird feeling inside of you.
Your eyes threatened to lose focus as his commanding lips left a trail of kisses along your neck.
"He doesn't get you squirming like this, does he?" he demanded, his breath sending shivers down your spine.
"He doesn't even bother to kiss me," you breathlessly responded, almost whimpering when Anakin abruptly halted his assault on your neck. Gripping your face with his two hands, he sneered, "Well, it's his loss."
Before you could fully process his words, he forcefully pulled you into a fervent kiss, his tongue asserting dominance while his hands explored your body. In response, your hands navigated the contours of his physique. Standing on your toes, you seized his shirt, pulling him in for more.
"I'm going to teach you," he growled between kisses, his voice dripping with intimidation and promise.
"I'm going to show you what it truly means to feel good."
He was making his intentions unmistakably clear.
You offered no resistance, the unfamiliar sensations captivating you entirely. A low whimper escaped your lips as you looked up at him with pleading eyes, your voice adopting a desperate tone.
"Do whatever you want to me, please," you begged.
In response, a grin spread across his face, his gaze growing more intense. He effortlessly lifted you, carrying you to his desk and placing you on the edge without a care for the paperwork that might have fallen.
Unconcerned about the potential mess, he kissed you again, deliberately slow and enticing, leaving you craving more as his lips reluctantly pulled away. Descending to your neck, he gradually knelt on the ground, spreading your legs apart.
Inhaling your scent, he groaned as his fingers teased the material of your skirt.
"Cute," he murmured before his tongue traced over your damp panties.
"He's never made you this wet, has he? This all f'me?" he cooed, and with a whimper, you nodded. Your hands tangled in his hair as his tongue continued to trace circles over your panties.
"Raise your hips for me, baby," he murmured, standing up slightly. Complying, you lifted your hips, allowing him to smoothly pull down both your skirt and panties, discarding them carelessly on the floor.
Returning to his previous position on his knees, he watched you with an intensity that left you feeling exposed.
Shyly attempting to close your legs, he intervened without hesitation, forcefully parting them. Biting his lip at the revealing sight before him, his hands gripped your thighs, pulling you closer to the edge.
He planted a couple of kisses on your inner thighs before his tongue skillfully lapped over your drenched core. His eyes remained locked onto yours, never wavering for a second, intensifying the heat of the moment.
Your body quivered at his sudden actions, and soon enough, he began sucking at your clit, causing your head to arch back in pleasure.
"fuck ani, 's good" you cried out, legs shaking from how good it was, how good he was.
He never let anyone refer to him with the nickname, 'ani', but an exception was made for you.
"Louder," he demanded, and you complied, moaning and whimpering in response to his skilled ministrations.
Your breath caught as you almost moaned at the sight of his chin glistening with your arousal. His nose grazing your clit with each rhythmic motion elicited loud moans from you. His unyielding grip on your thighs persisted, and he skillfully positioned you to allow the subtlest rocking of your hips back and forth.
"oh my gosh" you cried out, your hand clutching the lamp on his desk for dear life as your legs trembled uncontrollably.
"mmm," he cooed, continuing to suck on your clit. "Such a good pussy this is," he murmured appreciatively.
"Want all your damn juices in my mouth. Come on, baby, cum," he grunted, and with those words, and his absolute torture going on with your cunt, you made a mess all over his face.
He persisted in his relentless actions even after you reached your peak, a smirk playing on his lips as he finally stood up. Grabbing your trembling hand, he guided it over to the bulge in his pants.
"Feelin' me, baby?" he sneered, and with a pout, you nodded.
"Where do you want this, here, hm?" he taunted, using his other hand to press down on your lower stomach.
Again, you nodded.
"Yes, please," you begged, and he chuckled, a menacing tone underscoring the sound.
Sealing his lips to yours, he tasted you through the kiss, reveling in the control he held. His hands roughly palmed your breasts through your shirt before pulling away for the slightest second to take off your top, following your bra.
"Off," you whined, eyeing his pants as you undid the buttons on his shirt. Soon, both of you had discarded clothes, each piece carelessly thrown around his office.
"Such a pretty pussy, been denied for so long, huh?" he jeered, removing his boxers.
You found yourself almost intimidated by his size, and as he brought it to your slit, he chuckled while deliberately teasing it against your folds.
"Lay down," he demanded, and you whined.
"But your desk, what if it—" you started expressing concern, but he cut you off.
"Do you think I give a damn about my desk, love? I don't give a single shit if it breaks. I'm going to fuck you," he spat out.
"I'm going to fuck you just the way you deserve it."
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that-cool-guy · 3 months
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THE TECHNICALLY PART TWO OF THE COMIC THING HAS ARRIVED MY FRIENDS!!!!!
Sorry if it sucks I spent quite a bit on this but I don’t know if I got their characters down BUT you can let me know!
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link to part one? possibly? (idk if that worked LMAO) NEXT PART!!
vvv CAPTIONS BELOW vvv
Past JD: mmmmm Clay: ARE YOU OKAY- WHO ARE YOU??- WHAT WAS THAT Branch: WHERE DID YOU COME FROM Floyd: wha.. I.. how?? Past JD [internally]: mmm what happened- WHAT [behind JD are the words; voice?, VOICES, voice = living thing??, voice = troll, TROLL??, TROLL = ALIVE???] Past JD: TROLLS?? P. Rhonda: COO!? Past JD: HAHAHAHAHA!! AAHAHA HAA haa AAGH
Past JD: I DONT LIKE THIS [behind JD are the words; please, stop, wake up, come on Dory, I don't like this dream and get up (some used more than once)] P. Rhonda: mrrr Branch: FLOYD- (the word flick is next to JD's ear as he flicks his ear) Past JD [internally]: ... Floyd..? Floyd: Hey.. sorry for overwhelming you, [you must be so confused] I promise were real very real... you need a hand? Branch [blurred text]: FLOYD we don't know if this troll has RABIES or something like that... Clay [blurred text]: Or a weapon- Branch [blurred text]: OR A WEAPON Past JD [internally]: WHAT... Flash back Floyd: HEY JOHNNY, want to go to the market with me and Spruce? underneath that image is just the name Floyd over and over again Past JD: WAAH Branch: eugh..
Past JD: FLOYD :( Floyd: oh hello- how do they know my name? Branch: Oh My Troll Branch: WHA- Past JD: sniff sniff Floyd: hey... pal, it's going to be uh- it'll be ok Clay: how did you even get here? why did they react so greatly to FLOYD? this troll looks familiar but I can't put my finger on it.. what was that THING that spit them out? Branch: Bruh Rhonda: RUMBLE (well she made the sound she didnt say it but you get the point hopefully) John Dory: WHATS UP SQUAD John Dory: YOUR BIG "BRO"THER HAS ARRIVED- ... Past JD: sniff "turn" next to Floyds head (to show that he turned his head to the sound) Clay: oh! hi Branch: I dont trust like that (if you know what im referencing LETS GO \o/) John Dory: Huh.. END tbc? (to be continued?)
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