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diadxrling · 4 months
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Dia has changed so much since I picked her up.
At first I wanted her to be a cold bitch that doesn't care for many people. Fiercely loyal to Val and one of his top earners and a rival to Angel who she sees as annoying and overrated.
Then I fleshed her out, gave her a better backstory, and gave her things she cared for. Made her a dancer who lost her way and now just aims to survive. Wanting to find a place where she belongs and can be happy but crippled by her past.
When she died she got a fresh start, a better live, though she still has issues to work through. Without drugs or a shitty job to take her mind off things, she now has to actually confront all those issues.
In the verse where she is still with Val she is still on the rollercoaster of having great days, weeks maybe months when she is lucky or really shit ones.
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who-is-chloe · 2 years
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i think a big part of the reason i feel so strongly abt ppl dismissing any possibility of mike being queer is bc i really identify with his struggles to come to terms with his sexuality more than i do will’s. like the way he’s acting is just very familiar to me. so i think it’s not just the fact that ppl like this are just not bothering to look below the surface to see the subtle queercoding around mike’s character, it’s also just very dismissive of ppl who struggle w internalized homophobia whose coming to terms w their sexuality is a lot more tumultuous (than say will’s which is hidden by him but still more obvious to audiences since it’s more pining driven and whatnot and still seems to be something he’s accepted and is fine w). i really struggled with my sexuality for years. the idea of not being straight made me sick to my stomach and that feeling made me even more sick bc i felt like a bad person for feeling that way. but i couldn’t make myself ok w it magically. so i buried it and repressed it and i tried so hard to ignore it and forget it and try to be straight until i couldn’t bear to deny it any longer and i see that same internal struggle in mike.
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cyncerity · 2 years
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Would you get mad if I showed up in your inbox and was like "borrower Dream climbing up to George's sleeping moth to wake them up with a tiny kiss but George yawns in his sleep and swallows Dream and when he wakes up Dream's gotta get him to notice him"?
UNAWARE VORE UNAWARE VORE UNAWARE VORE-
One of my favorite vore tropes personally it’s just *chefs kiss* perfect i love it so much
Imagine angst wise, especially if George cant hear Dream >:)
Or if this is the first time Dream gets nommed-
He’s just panicking and he’s pounding on the walls yelling but George can’t hear him. Eventually the pain wakes him up but since he’s never eaten Dream before, he assumes it just a stomachache. So he takes something that usually settles his stomach, but it doesn’t fix it. In fact, it may have made it worse.
Dream is startled by something else coming into the stomach with him, so he starts to thrash harder, which really upsets George’s stomach cause he’s not used to having living, moving things in there. The more he moves and fights, the more the walls around him compress him in painful ways, knocking the air out of his lungs and bruising him all over.
George is just trying to find anything to settle his stomach, but no medicine or online recipe has worked. He even at one point tries to find Dream to ask him what to do, or to see if there’s any natural borrower made remedies that he may know of, but he can’t find him. This is probably the worst part for Dream to hear; George is so close yet he has no idea.
It takes a full day of George trying to wait it out and fix it before he gets fed up to the point that he tries to throw up. Only then does he find where Dream had been all day, and he feels awful. Dream has completely lost his voice from screaming all day to no avail, and is obviously a scared, shaking mess, so George does his best to comfort him. A nice, warm blanket, food, putting on a movie he knows he likes, and just apologizing and whispering promises that it’ll never happen again. George wants to hold him close, to kiss him and tell him that it’ll all be ok and press him to his heart, but he knows that more physical contact is probably the opposite of what Dream needs right now, and that’s ok. He’ll do anything to make Dream feel more safe after that.
on the other hand, fluff:
Dream knows it’s safe and is more like “well George is asleep i’ll get him to let me out when he wakes up” but by the time George wakes up, Dream has fallen asleep lol
George spends like 4 hours looking for him until Dream wakes up and is like “uh oh” so he just starts pounding on the stomach walls
Again going with the idea that George can’t hear Dream cause i think that’d be funnier, George is initially kinda freaked out before realizing “oh that’s where Dream went.”
Que a lot of George drinking and eating stuff, poking his stomach, moving around a lot, laying face down to squish him, and generally just fucking with Dream as a “punishment.”
By the time George spits him out he’s covered in soda and still sticky from the now digested candy that he had been sitting in, so George cleans him off with a soft towel and warm water and Dream pretends to be mad at George for messing with him, but he’s not doing a great job hiding his smile.
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shards-of-chaos · 18 days
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Some thoughts on the positives and negatives of setting an AU after such a significant timeskip that I've been thinking about
Character deaths.
This is a rough one. Because my setting takes place 200 years in the future, understandably a lot of the main cast from the games/comics wouldn't be around. This can either be a point of interest or a deal breaker for many who are interested in particular canon characters.
There are still some that are alive and well, you could probably even guess them, but it does limit the usage of certain characters to flash backs and stories. Which is a bit of a gamble in terms of what people might like in a story like this.
Canon character ships
Another big one. With any timeskip comes the need to set some things in stone. What characters got together? Did any have kids? Etc. I, at this current point in time know a few canon characters with descendants still around in the modern day. As well as the relationship status of a good percentage of characters, game and comic originating.
Character arcs
For returning characters, I felt the need to separate them into two categories.
Those without major narrative relevance (retired, or less tied to any major events, but still alive. Most common with the more mechanical characters) and those still narratively relevant (playing a more active role in the setting or interacting most frequently with newer characters).
Both of these roles serve different purposes, but I feel it still offers plenty to work with in terms of those characters and how they've developed.
A character without narrative relevance may make less appearances for major events or stories, but can be fun to go back to for their own slice of life breathers from bigger stakes scenarios.
And vice versa, a more narratively relevant character is more likely to be actively going through change, or coping with new situations, still developing in their character arcs while being toed to bigger events. I look forward to writing these types especially.
Idk, just a bit of rambling from a guy with too many thoughts. I'm always down to talk about my setting too if anyone's ever curious enough to ask. (In ask box or dms)
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rice-enjoyer · 10 months
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“the point of kintsugi is to treat broken pieces and their repair as part of the history of an object”
David Mitchell // Hanif Abdurraqib // photo by @lakevida // @ashstfu // tiktok comment by @/muddafrigga // Miranda July // Pete Wentz // @jovialtorchlight // caption from Penny Reid [x]
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bluerosefox · 7 months
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Joker Messed Around and Found Freaking Out.
Okay hear me out..
Class trip to Gotham, class gets held up by Joker who actually can scare the class cause they are still teens and they know Joker has a high kill rate, like yes they're used to ghosts and junk but none of them wanna die yet or at least die outside of Amity, if they die they wanna have a chance of coming back as a ghost at the very least.
Anyways, Danny feels pure dread when Joker takes Jazz hostage, who was elected to be a chaperone for Danny's class since her volunteering would look good on college recommendations, and finds her little mutters about his mental health reminding him of Harley before she left him. He even jokes about needing a new partner and wonders how long it'll take to break her like he did to Harley.
Danny is frozen in his spot but something snaps when he hears Jazz cry out after Joker backhands her. Before anyone, even the Bats, realize it Danny is on top of the Joker beating his face in, he only gets up once, takes Joker's discarded crowbar and slams it over his head, barely grazing the dazed man but it does destroy the flooring behind him, while screaming to never ever touch his sister. That he will destroy Joker if he even thinks about coming after her. That even in the afterlife he'll never be safe from him.
All this happens so fast that by the time the Jocks from Danny's school, Red Hood and Nightwing get Danny off, Joker is beaten badly. He's still feral screaming at Joker though, calling him everything under the sun, spouting off about how the dead are ready to rip him apart when Joker (or you can have Danny call him by his actual name if you wanna strike some "the fuck? How'd he know that?") Finally passes away, that even death will not save him from Danny's wrath. Danny is squirming hard in their holds, nearly breaks free a few times when he hears Joker groaning, but only stops when Jazz, after getting looked over by Red Robin comes running over and just..
Hugs Danny.
And like a kitten getting scuffed by the neck he goes limp. Just breathes heavily, eyes burning from anger, fear, tears, and relief, before he returns the hug. He starts crying and mutters low that he can't lose her, that he almost lost her again and "is this even a fraction how Dan felt when he lost you?"
And Jazz just shushes him and does what she can to comfort him...
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miitopia-cake · 5 months
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I wish some aces would stop excluding other aces with complex sexual experiences. like I get why but you have to realize that being ace does not mean they don't enjoy sexual experiences and it's weird when you complain about allo people and boil it down to "people who have sexual experiences" and also shame people for their sex life and kinks as if your own community doesnt INCLUDE those people. because there are other aces out there who still masturbate, who feel sexually attracted to their own body, who barely experiences sexual attraction but still enjoys sex, who like consuming sexual media, who like sfw kink. being ace is so so much more complex than just "disliking sex". and also aromantic exclusionism in the same genre of posts is something i see a lot. especially aro allos. I hate hate hate seeing a community that SHOULD be inclusive boil down sexuality and exclude people.
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turrondeluxe · 8 months
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thinking about the fact that compared to literally any other single iteration of tmnt, the 2012 boys seems to be the ones who truly never left the sewers not even once ever since they got mutated
meaning that they truly spent the first 15 years of their life underground
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When they first get out of the manhole in the first episode None of the brothers show any sign of recognition of their surroundings meaning that none of them, not even once, actually got to go that far
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this is cemented by the way they all are actually very excited of what they are seeing for the first time ever at every single step they make (except for raph maybe lmao but i think thats because he didn't want to look silly like his bros)
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AND ALSO HOW THEY DON'T RECOGNIZE OTHER FOOD THAT ISNT ALGAE AND WORMS 😭(because of what raph said of not knowing anything better than that) THEY FR SURVIVED WITH WHAT LITTLE SCRAPS SPLINTER COULD FIND AND LITERAL ALGAE AND WORMS. LEO IS SO WORRIED ABOUT MIKEY EATING THE PIZZA
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they were so excited about being topside....it was a whole new world for them......
going off topic a bit but this all is definitely another reason on why mikey's relationship with food is the way it is
He literally has so many new possibilities to cook with other ingredients that aren't algae and worms and in this process he ends up making combinations that would make rise mikey cry blood
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keitorinrose · 2 months
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My day be so fine and then boom i think about branch's past
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ruporas · 1 year
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studies from the finale
#nicholas d wolfwood#meryl stryfe#trigun#trigun stampede#honestly the grand highlight.#anyway i think i ... drained all my thoughts of ep12 on saturday. i was like... all day drawing stuff for that episode and then circling#those thoughts but mainly#im just excited for season 2. im so so excited for s2. AND IM EXCITED FOR.. all of the steady appearance of trimax stuff again#like when they recited quote to quote of vash and knives conversation when they were on their way up to space#the i'll keep running and after 150 years this is what you have to say godddddd#GODDDDDD i felt so much in that moment. GODDDDDDD#IM REALLY EXCITED... because i dont know what to necessarily expect from s2 too. there is a LOT of setup that happened in s1 and it#will fundamentally change how we view the characters and their relationships to one another i think? especially the main trio and#and and and and MILLLLYYYYYYYY GAHHHHHHHH IM SO EXCITED FOR HER!!! MILLY!!!!!! we all knew she was coming back. it was only natural.#i really hope they keep as Much as they can from the original design. ESPECIALLY HER PERSONALITY. god. do not take away her personality. and#do not take away her bigness i will CRY. but overall im happy the og 4 are going to be back and theyll be closer than before bc of all they#experienced together.... and ahhhh everything with knives... vash and his eriks arc....#im rambling again but there's obviously a lot of hype there...eughh eughehu i love trigun so much i love love love love trigun#ruporas art
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1960z · 6 months
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“haha odo is so beige and bland and boring despite being a literal shapeshifter” like ok yes I laugh at those jokes too and find them funny I literally have no issue with them but sometimes I also wanna talk about how that’s kind of the whole point of his character.
like odo’s abilities and way of being is so unlike any other known species in the alpha quadrant that it’s shown to be disturbing and off-putting to a lot of people — or at the very least that’s what he was led to believe. like we see this in the alternate where mora tries to convince him he’ll either be locked up in a prison or put in a zoo to gawk at if he’s perceived to have committed any sort of crime or transgression.
so despite being able to literally become anything he can think of, he chooses his default presentation to be as standard, bland and uninteresting as he possibly can. male, always in a beige uniform, very standard hair cut.
odo is so plain because he was made to be afraid of being literally anything else
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chronicowboy · 23 days
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guilty feet have no rhythm | 1k
Eddie doesn't remember the last time he felt like this. Happy, uncomplicated, free. The world is fuzzy, warm where it wraps around him, dips under his feet like it's making way for him. Everything is so easy tonight. And it's not just the alcohol, not the tequila running warm and smooth through his veins.
No, it had been so spectacularly easy before he'd even had a drink. He'd been easy and full of joy the moment Buck had showed up on his doorstep with two freshly dry cleaned suits that they'd destroyed within the first hour of the party. It had felt, for a moment, like the house had taken its first deep breath in weeks when Buck had stepped inside.
They're in the bathroom again. Eddie has lost count of how many times they've ventured to the toilets tonight. All that alcohol, wreaking havoc on bladders and hand-eye coordination and stomachs. This time, Buck's sleeve has been soaked through by tequila, and Eddie hadn't really had an excuse to follow him in here except the thought of peeling himself from Buck's side had sent a wave of wrong through him so powerful he'd thought he was about to throw up the steak dinner they'd sat down for before karaoke.
So, he follows Buck to the bathroom, falling back against the wall when Buck notices him there and smiles brighter than the neon paint on the walls. He watches Buck shove his sodden arm under the hand dryer, and the steady whine of it fills Eddie's brain with a static that leaves him defenceless.
"What does it feel like?" The words slip out the moment the dryer shuts off with a click.
"Warm, wet," Buck answers with a cute little twist to his eyebrows. He tilts his head to the side, looking every bit like the stray puppy on their street Eddie had fallen in love with when he was twelve and his dad had called Animal Control on. "Have you not... used a hand dryer before?"
"No, Buck," Eddie groans, tastes the name on his tongue like a burst of colour. Yellow like a sunflower, or golden like sunlight itself, or pink like a birthmark as familiar to him as breathing. "What does kissing a man feel like?"
"Oh!" Buck grins, bouncing on his feet a little. He almost topples over with the energy that fills him at the question, and Eddie curls his hands into fists to resist the urge to reach out and hold him steady only because he doesn't feel so steady himself all of a sudden. Buck leans back against the wall opposite Eddie, getting a little lost in something Eddie can only imagine. "It's..." He sighs, long and dreamy. Eddie wants to catch it in his hands, press it to his chest, feel whatever certainty Buck is feeling now.
Certainty. The word lodges itself in Eddie's throat. That's it. That's what he's been missing. That's what's been making the world feel so... Uninhabitable recently. Eddie hasn't felt certain about anything since that solid weight had dropped through his chest at the graveyard. And even now he's still not certain what that weight was. But he'd been a hell of a lot more sure about that than he has been about anything with his girlfriend.
"It's... What?" Eddie prompts, suddenly, certainly desperate for the answer.
"Life-changing," Buck breathes, eyes the colour of an endless sky.
"How?"
"I don't know how to explain it." Buck shakes his head. "It's not really all that different except for all the ways it's different."
"Like what?" Eddie feels like a little kid, boundless in their curiosity, about to get an answer to a question they can barely comprehend.
"Like the stubble," Buck begins, eyes dropping to Eddie's jaw. "The tilting your head up instead of down, the hard chest against yours, the big hands on your waist." His voice turns dreamy, breathy. Eddie understands painfully, feels like he's just run a marathon. "But it's not really..."
"It's not really what?" It sounds like a plea in the muffled silence of the bathroom.
"It doesn't feel all that different when your eyes are closed, you know?" Except Eddie doesn't know. He doesn't know anything anymore. "But that empty space that's been inside you your whole life suddenly feels full."
"Oh." Eddie rubs a knuckle down his breastbone like he's trying to wake himself up with a sternal rub.
"You should try it, Eddie," Buck says then.
"What?"
The world disappears out from under his feet.
"You should kiss a man. It's—"
Eddie takes two steps and changes his life.
Eddie kisses Buck, and it's everything Buck had said. The delicious scratch of stubble, the slight upwards tilt of his head, the hard chest against his, the big hands around his waist, the filling up of that empty space. Except it's all that and more. It's Buck's stubble, it's Buck leaning down to breach that tiny gap between them despite the shocked noise that Eddie drinks from his mouth, it's Buck's firm chest under his hands and Buck's heartbeat pounding against his, it's Buck's calloused but endlessly gentle hands burning through his shirt just above his hips, it's the empty space in his chest not just filling up but overflowing with right right right —
Wrong.
The blast of the hand dryer rips them apart, and Eddie stumbles backwards, wild and free and oh-so-complicated. Every moment of his life before that kiss is rewritten into a writhing mass of wrong as everything else becomes entirely clear. For the first time in his life, Eddie is certain. Certain of two things: he never wants to kiss a woman again, he never wants to kiss anyone but Buck again.
"How was that?" Buck whispers, chest heaving despite the fact that it hadn't really been anything more than a brush of lips.
"Life-changing," Eddie croaks, the sound of it lost as Chim comes stumbling into the bathroom with a blast of Careless Whisper.
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fullmoonfireball · 6 months
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another Pikmin 4koma translation dump for y'all! funnily enough, these four have one thing in common- me not being confident in their titles!
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torturedpoetdean · 1 year
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imagine one day you’re on your third flight of the day doing your silly little flight attendant job and you’re exhausted, and ready to be home, and you’re smiling and dissociating as your greet passengers as they come on board and suddenly in walks jensen ackles, dean winchester himself, and he smiles and says “thanks” as you hand him a silly little disinfectant wipe. You proceed to hand the basket of wipes to your coworker as you rush to the bathroom to have a full blown panic attack because DEAN FUCKING WINCHESTER is on your flight and you are going to have to talk to him and interact with him and be professional and pretend you aren’t having a meltdown cause you would know those eye crinkles ANYWHERE. Imagine you’re taking dinner orders and you’re repeating to yourself in your head “be profesional, smile and ask for his order, just breathe” and he proceeds to order the cheeseburger and a whiskey neat and your brain short circuits and in your most sarcastic tone out of your mouth comes “yeah sure thing dean” AND THEN YOUR BRAIN EXPLODES CAUSE YOU JUST SAID THAT OUT LOUD TO JENSEN FUCKING ACKLES!!!!! Anyways he laughs and says “my wife says that all the time” then you proceed to die and blackout and work the rest of the flight on autopilot yeah imagine if that happened 😅
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scarrletmoon · 4 months
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i’ve seen tweets/posts from people saying that anyone who donated to the ofmd renewal billboard should get beaten with hammers and i just. come on, man
you want other queer people to die bc they spent, on average, $30 on something they really like. i spent about that much on a new sauce pan yesterday. should i also get beaten to death with hammers bc i bought guitar picks instead of donating to a charity your personally approve of. what’s the line here.
you have every right to be furious that the world seems to keep turning while there are horrific tragedies happening somewhere else. but like. how much of yelling at strangers on the internet is mitigating that tragedy. how much shaming is putting food in the mouths of starving people. what’s the point?
are you using your anger productively? or are you burning yourself out bc everything feels hopeless? are you lashing out at strangers bc you feel like it’s the only way you can have an impact?
what’s the point??
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