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brookiidookiii · 9 months
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inspired by one of @puhpandas posts
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joni-witchell · 2 months
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I am feeling the tendrils of despair poking and prodding at the edges of my psyche.
I'm overstimulated at work.
Under caffeinated
It's genuinely hard to give a fuck about anything when I can SEE WITH MY OWN EYES (all three) that it's all bullshit.
It's like ... For whom is this ? Any of this?
I'm passionless.
I'm scolded for my compassion and empathy.
I don't know if I've grown up correctly.
It feels like my whole life has passed me and by the time I catch up, by the time I reach out, by the time my hands take hold of something tangible and loving and real...it or I will be dead.
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noodlevania · 8 months
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Hunter and vampire
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olivia-anderson-fanfic · 11 months
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Yuu can do it!
Part 24
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There was a long, tense moment, as everyone eyed each other up. Wondering if this was all worth it. The Yuus and Deuce were largely unconfrontational, but Grim seemed up for a fight (which was why Kuroki used his recently-freed hands to grab him and tug the monster into his chest). Delinquent A and Delinquent B’s eyes both zeroed in on Ito, and they tensed, but then they realized that the only thing Ito had was a very unwieldy milk jug and seemed to decide that they could risk it.
Delinquent B shoved Deuce.
And, it seems, that Deuce’s trick to carry many bags did not account for him being shoved.
The eggs fell to the ground, and there was a collective wince at the audible crack of the fragile things inside breaking.
“Man, you can’t break eggs in this economy,” Enma complained quietly, kneeling to pick up the bag and check the damage.
Deuce, however, was strangely silent.
And then he looked up, his eyes narrowed dangerously. “You sure like picking fights, huh? You knew your egg was broken earlier, and yet you still tried to fight us over it despite the fact that it wouldn’t have helped. And now you’ve broken our eggs.”
“That’s even,” said Delinquent A.
“I’m not great at math, but I don’t think one and six are equal,” Deuce said. He smiled, but it wasn’t kind. “Pay for the eggs. And apologize to the chickens.”
Ito’s eyebrows knit together. Did Deuce just say…? They traded glances with Enma and Kuroki, who looked just as confused as they did. Then, because surely they had to have heard wrong, the Yuus looked at Delinquent A and B, who looked just as thrown off… huh. Deuce really had said that.
“Dude…” said Delinquent B, reeling enough from the strange phrase their friend had just uttered to almost sound apologetic: “They’re still in the bag. They haven’t touched the ground. You can still eat ‘em.”
“Yeah! Honestly, you should be thanking us for saving you the trouble of breaking them!” Delinquent A chimed in, elbowing his friend in the side playfully.
“Oh, so now broken eggs are fine as long as they’re in the container,” Kuroki muttered, bitterly, so quiet that Ito barely heard him despite the fact that their friend was pressed against their back, just barely peeking at the brewing fight over their shoulder.
Ito pressed their lips together thinly to hide a smile.
Deuce mumbled something that Ito actually didn’t catch, but they did catch the way that his fists clenched.
Delinquent A raised an eyebrow. “What’d you say?”
“I. Said. That this is no laughing matter, assholes.”
The Yuus all frowned at each other.
And then, as one, they backed up a step.
This did not seem to make the delinquents any calmer.
“Why do you get to decide what matters to us, huh? You see those?” He pointed at the bag of eggs in Enma’s hand. Enma didn’t seem particularly happy about the attention being brought back toward him. “They were going to turn into a delicious tart to make up for not gettin’ to hatch into chickens! But now they can’t!”
The Yuus shared another look, but this one was much less wary and much more Wait, WHAT?
“Uh,” said Enma, visibly thrown. “They’re still edible –.”
“Now,” Deuce said, ignoring him. He let the rest of the bags cascade to the floor, visibly preparing himself for a fight. “You’re either goin’ to fuckin’ pay us back for those eggs, or I’m going to make your faces even uglier.”
Ouch, Deuce, don’t bring their faces into this, that’s just rude, Ito thought.
They weren’t particularly interested in voicing this thought at the moment, though.
Mostly because Deuce launched himself at the nearest delinquent, yelling “Square up, shitheads! I’m going to hit you six times – one for each of those chickens you killed!”
He proceeded to punch them far more than six times.
“Welp,” said Kuroki, squeezing Ito’s arm tighter as a nose crunched beneath Deuce’s fist, looking somewhere between grossed out and terrified. Definitely nothing good. “Yikes, I guess.”
“Uh… do you want help, Deuce-kun?” Enma offered, though he didn’t look all that enthusiastic at the prospect.
Ito nodded. “We can hold them down or something if you want.”
“I can handle them,” Deuce said, briefly lifting a hand to wave them off. Then, the hand curled into a tight fist and slammed into Delinquent A’s jaw. Something seemed to occur to him, eventually, though, because he glanced back briefly. “Oh! Can you take the bags?”
Enma did so. Didn’t want to mess up any of the other ingredients if they could avoid it, they supposed. Who knows, maybe it would send Deuce into another feral rage if the cream got damaged.
(Ito would have helped Enma pick things up, but the moment they tried to step in Deuce’s direction, Kuroki made a pitiful squeaking noise, and they sighed and resigned themselves to being a shield.)
“Oooooh, looks like they’ve unlocked Beserker Mode,” Grim commented.
Kuroki nodded his agreement, however warily. “Those two really have a talent for pissing off the best people in our friend group.”
Ito shrugged, heat rising to their cheeks. “Whatever. Tell us what happened while we were at work?”
“Sure.”
Enma waved the pair of them over to sit under a shaded tree, and Kuroki pulled out a couple of chestnuts he had snagged in case he ever needed to keep Grim occupied, and the three of them started catching each other up on what they missed. Really, the three of them looked like any group of teenagers you might see, gossiping under a tree… if it weren’t for Deuce beating up two people in the background, of course.
But if you ignore something, it’s basically not happening.
Ito nodded along as Kuroki explained the prank Trey had played on them. “That’s a good one. I’m going to use that later.”
Enma snickered. “Can’t believe you fell for it, though.”
“You should have seen him,” Kuroki said, pouting a little. “He was so convincing. Like, no tells whatsoever.”
Ito smiled and rested an arm over his shoulders. “Aw, poor baby,” they cooed.
“Shut up. I’ll bite you again.”
“Would I get double rabies?”
“Rabies squared, actually,” Enma chimed in.
Ito hummed in acknowledgment of his theory. But disregarded it with a wave of their hand.
Enma gave a mock gasp of offense.
Someone else gasped. Deuce had kicked one of the delinquents (it was hard to tell which was which at that point) in the ribs.
“Oof,” Enma said, popping another chestnut in his mouth. “We should probably stop him. I don’t wanna catch a case.”
“Hm,” said Ito, thinking it over. “I wonder if we have rights here. Probably not, we don’t exist. Damn. Yeah. Okay.” And then they tossed the last chestnut at Deuce’s head. It bounced off harmlessly, of course, but the hit did seem to knock him out of it.
Deuce frowned a little and looked up, rubbing the back of his head, and the delinquents took this as their chance to run.
Deuce looked like he had half a mind to run after them.
Enma picked up Grim and launched him at the boy, much to the monster’s chagrin. And Deuce’s, since he was beamed over the head by a flying projectile.
The both of them fell to the floor in a heap.
Either pulled out of his anger enough to decide that chasing the delinquents wasn’t worth it, or just not willing to see what the Yuus would throw at him this time if he didn’t let them go, he laid stretched out on the ground.
… while glaring at the delinquents’ backs and yelling about how the delinquents should “apologize a hundred times over the next time you eat eggs!” Which. Okay. Sure. Ito was just going to roll with this.
Mostly because they didn’t have much time to process all of that. Kuroki rushed over to where Deuce and Grim were splayed out on the ground.
“Are you okay?!”
Deuce sighed and nodded. “Yeah.”
“I was talking to Grim,” Kuroki muttered. But he was lying. Ito watched as Kuroki’s gaze flicked over Deuce, searching for any hints that the boy might be covering up an injury, before turning his full attention to Grim.
Who was complaining about how awful he felt. Not because he actually felt all that hurt or anything, just because he liked complaining. Kuroki’s shoulders relaxed minutely.
He picked up the monster and cradled ‘the poor thing’ like a baby despite this. “I’m sorry the mean man did that to you.”
Grim sniffed. He made sure that Enma was looking, and then pointedly turned his head away.
Enma rolled his eyes.
Ito made their way over to Deuce to make sure he hadn’t hurt himself in the process of beating the shit out of those two guys. “Hey, Grim, remember that Enma got a bunch of tuna for you.”
Grim gasped quietly. He turned back to Enma and gave him a pleading look, the world’s most cat-like puppy dog eyes being put to use.
Enma rolled his eyes. Again. Much harder than the first time.
Ito didn’t pay their friends too much mind. Bickering was pretty much their love language. And they were more concerned about other things, really. They carefully took Deuce’s hands in their own, peeling back the gloves he always wore, searching for bruised or – god forbid – bleeding knuckles… only to find far more than they had been expecting. Not bruised knuckles, or at least not just that (because that was there, too, it was an inevitability when you do a lot of punching), but also an array of old scars and a thumb that was just ever so slightly out of place, healed wrong.
They glanced up at Deuce, and found him looking down at the red blooming across the back of his fingers, horror dawning on his expression.
The boy yanked his hands away from them, and they let him go without any fuss. They weren’t too fond of blood, frankly. Enough so that they had opted to never take off their gloves because, between friends who got into fights every ten minutes and a house as dangerous as theirs, they had decided they’d rather not risk it.
Deuce didn’t seem too concerned about the blood, though. He balled his hands into fists and shoved them against his eyes, looking very much like he would have been willing to try and punch himself now.
“Fuck,” he hissed. “Shit. Fuck. Damn it.”
Grim eyed him warily. “What happened now?”
Deuce heaved his shoulders in a deep sigh. “I… I promised that I would be an honors student this time.”
Kuroki opened his mouth, very obviously about to point out just how unlikely that would have been regardless of this little blowup, but then he looked up from Grim and saw that Deuce was actually devastated, and the words died in his throat.
He visibly hesitated for just a moment more before reaching out and punching him in the shoulder. Lightly. Awkwardly. “C’mon, man, it’s just one fight, it’s not that serious. And no adults even saw, you’re fine.”
“‘Just one fight’,” Deuce scoffed. He dragged his hands away from his face, and his eyes were rimmed red. Both because some of the blood had smeared on the skin by his eyes, and because of the frustrated tears threatening to fall. “It’s not like that. It’s… what if I go back?”
“... back?” Enma asked.
Deuce snorted, however halfheartedly. “Right. Sometimes I forget we’ve only just met…” He motioned, vaguely, to the tree they had just been sitting under. “Alright, well, guess we should all sit down for a minute. This… may be a long story, I don’t know, I’ve never really had to explain it, y’know?”
So, they all took a seat under the tree. Enma offered Deuce a handkerchief for his face and hands. Ito wasn’t really sure where he’d gotten it, but they had long since decided not to question things. And Enma seemed like the kind of guy to always have a handkerchief on hand, anyways.
Deuce leaned back against a tree with a deep sigh.
“I… when I was in middle school, I was basically a ‘classic delinquent’. Skipped all of my classes, constantly got into fights, disrespected teachers, hung around stereotypical bad influences, bleached my hair half to death, rode my magical wheel all over the place, and...” He glanced at the three who were hanging onto his every word, and grimaced. His eyes fell to his hands. His grip tightened on Enma’s now-bloody handkerchief. “I was really shitty. I even used my magic to mess with people that couldn’t do it.”
“Sounds like you were a nightmare,” Grim commented.
He got swatted. Several times. By each Yuu.
But Deuce just laughed, even if it was a little bitter, and waved them off. “No, he’s right. I was awful.”
“But you’re better now,” Ito offered.
(Grim started to make a so-so motion with his paw, but lowered it back to the ground when he got a couple of glares for his sass. Usually, they were all happy to indulge their pet’s more chaotic nature, at least on some level, but it really wasn’t helping when their friend was intent on pouring his heart out.)
Deuce shook his head. “I’m not, though. I didn’t even really do it because I wanted to. I just… a couple of months ago, I heard my mom talking to my nana on the phone, and she was crying. ‘Did I raise him wrong? Would things have been better if I had stayed with him? Did he need both parents? What do I do?’ And…” He gritted his teeth, swiping at his face. “She thought it was her fault! It wasn’t! I did all of that! But she was blaming herself for all the dumb shit I did, and I – I didn’t know what to do.”
Ito hummed their understanding. “So, being an ‘honors student’ was what you came up with.”
He nodded, slowly. “When the carriage for the prestigious Night Raven College came for me, my mom looked… so happy. I’ve never – I didn’t –...” He made a quiet sound of frustration. “I… I never want her to cry again, especially not because of me. So, I told myself, I was going to be a kid she could be proud of, y’know?”
“I’m sure you are,” Kuroki tried.
“Maybe I could be if I wasn’t pulling shit like this all the time,” Deuce muttered bitterly. “I mean, I’ve been here two days and I’ve already almost gotten expelled once and I’ve been in three fucking fights. I couldn’t even make myself pay attention in half of my classes! I’m just going to fall back into being a delinquent, and I’m going to get expelled, and then what? How am I supposed to go home knowing that I failed the one fucking thing I told myself I was going to do? How will I look my mom in the eye knowing that I keep upsetting her?”
Enma held his hands up placatingly. “Hey, don’t spiral yet. You’re not expelled, that’s not a problem, okay? Just – like, I don’t know – breathe deep breaths or something.”
Deuce sighed. Which was kind of a deep breath, if you squint. Or… don’t listen closely.
Grim slunk over and rested his furry chin on Deuce’s leg, a clumsy attempt at comfort but a genuine one. “I mean, does being an ‘honor student’ really mean you have to take everything people throw at you?”
“You’re…” Kuroki hesitated, mulling over what he wanted to say. “You’re not a bad person for not wanting to be hurt. It’s natural. Being hurt kinda… um… hurts.”
Deuce frowned, just slightly, considering this.
“Don’t get me wrong,” Kuroki said. “You should have held back a little, you beat the shit out of those guys, even when they were already down, and that wasn’t necessary –”
“Mmm, nah. Could’ve done a few more punches,” Grim said.
“– but fighting back was understandable. Even good students get mad, you know.”
Enma sighed. Ito noticed that his own eyes were strangely misty, and that he was looking at Deuce with a complicated kind of expression. Like he wasn’t really seeing him. Not quite. “I’m not going to be all ‘violence is bad’, you’re not stupid enough to not know that. What you did was wrong.”
Deuce grimaced.
“But.” He gave a small smile. “You slipped up. You know you slipped up. You’re mad about it. That’s good.”
“Doesn’t feel that good.”
“Change always kind of sucks, that’s just how it is. Trust me, we get that, more than you even know. But, as long as you feel bad about messing up like this, you’re good, right? Because then you’ll keep trying to change. So it doesn’t suck so much, at least. And if you keep trying, you’ll do it.”
Ito nodded. “It’s good that you have something that you care enough to fight for. I’m sure your mom is proud of you. You’re a sweet kid.”
Deuce blushed. “I could be sweeter.”
“Yeah, but then we wouldn’t be friends,” Ito said.
Enma, Kuroki, and Grim all nodded their agreement. Vehemently.
“It’d be boring,” Enma said.
“Lame,” Kuroki agreed.
“Probably annoying, too,” Grim added.
“Okay okay, I get it,” Deuce laughed, finally genuine in his amusement, a tiny smile making its way across his face.
Ito knocked their shoulder against Deuce’s lightly, grinning. “Now. I’m not really sure why the things you fight for are so different. Like. Your mom versus eggs, but –.”
“Eggs are good!” He said, playfully offended. “They taste good when you make food with them, and if you don’t then you get these cute little baby chicks! What’s not to like?!”
There was laughter, as Deuce had clearly expected, but it was tinged with a kind of awkwardness. Because, now that The Moment was over, it was kind of their duty to tell him, but how do you even go about that?
“... I’m gonna tell him,” Kuroki said, eyes alight with way too much amusement.
“Don’t you dare,” Ito hissed.
But he was not the one who they should have been most concerned about:
“Those eggs were unfertilized, they never would have turned into chicks, anyways,” Enma said bluntly.
“WHAT?!”
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lestatdelioncourte · 2 years
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officially writing my first ever sex scene for my fic and god all i can think is that it sucks so bad I'll never be a smut writer oops
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prohaloplayer · 4 months
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i've had this new blog for just under a year now and i managed to get 12k followers in that time which i'm pretty proud of after losing both of my last blogs but still it doesn't feel the same as when i was doing all of it on dongboss. like even today i'll get a tiny pang of sadness when i think about the near decade of posts and memories i lost and can never find. sad!
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dontworrybabymp3 · 2 years
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"GOOD VIBRATIONS" by The Beach Boys Released in 1966
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lostinw0nderlandd · 5 months
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I’m apparently extremely committed to going to hell
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howldean · 2 years
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BOY WHO IS HAVING A TIME
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tdutb · 2 months
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i love тumblr because i can jusт scream inтo тhe void abouт my problems and nobody will care
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zesaladz · 16 days
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Gortushy My BBG
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I’ve been drawing nonstop BG3 and Alan Wake so here have some Gortash 😈 (and perhaps i’ll post the Alan Wakes) he is hard to draw to me for some reason but I TRIEDDDDD- and i’m bad at side profiles OH WELLLLLLLLL~
‼️‼️ KINDA SUGGESTIVE UNDER THE CUT ‼️‼️
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a wittle cropped playful “choking” if u will, now excuse me i have to go draw him oiled up- WHO SAID THAT
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cutestkilla · 1 month
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An ask game for writers to procrastinate working on your WIP(s)
Thanks for tagging me @theearlgreymage @wellbelesbian @shrekgogurt @orange-peony @bookish-bogwitch @aristocratic-otter @youarenevertooold and @thewholelemon!
1. 🦈Tell us the name of your/ one of your WIP(s):
The only WIP I’m really actively working on right now is Hiding Out in the Open.
2. 🍄Describe your WIP/one of your WIP(s) in the format of “___ + ___ =___”
Psychology Podcast Hidden Brain + AU where Simon and Baz never got together but Simon still lost his magic and got spelled by Smith = Non-linear AWTWB-era Baz negging Simon with podcast links but actually secretly being sweet the whole time until they’re having real conversations and like, excavating some trauma until Simon figures himself out (or does he?) (He does, I’m not a monster.)
(I needed more terms for this equation, a few higher powers maybe.)
3. 🌍What tags or warnings will one of your WIP(s) need if you intend to share it?
Well, so far I’ve warned for anxiety/panic attacks, implied/referenced child abuse, mentions of cannibalism, mentions of eating bugs, AND mentions of animal cruelty. SOUNDS FUN RIGHT?
4. 🧭An alternative title to one of your WIP(s)?
So this fic is titled after a Feist song. The alternate title was a combination of a Ron Sexmith song that Feist did a great cover of and the name of the fictional podcast in my story:
Secret Heart, Invisible Mind
5. ⚠️Which WIP you're most likely to finish or update next?
Oh, it’ll be this one for sure! I have nothing else even approaching any kind of written state.
6. 💾What is your document of your WIP/ a WIP called? (not the stories actual title but what you’ve saved it as)
Well, it’s just titled after the fic. But before I had a title and was just dreaming things up, I had a doc titled “Hidden Brainstorms”. There’s also a doc in the folder for this titled “Enemies Closer” that’s filled with research I did for an episode I have to invent…
7. 🖍Post Any sentence(s) from your WIP.
“You stood him up? What the hell Basil? I cancelled my plans for this.”
8. ♻️A scrapped idea for your current WIP.
Okay so I am an idea hoarder, I rarely fully scrap an idea until I’m done writing a story, I just park them all in a dumping ground at the end of my doc for ongoing review. But one for sure scrapped idea I had for this back in the start was that Shep would co-host a podcast at some point in this story.
9. 🤔What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?
Welllllllll, I may have an entire (shared) Trello board for a fic that @artsyunderstudy and I have been excitedly talking about co-writing. I won't say much but it’s a Canonverse AU, featuring older strangers-to-lovers Snowbaz, and it’s a ghost story. Your basic SPOOKY SEXY SAD CATHARSIS type of deal.
10. 🤡How many WIPS are you actively working on?
Actively? One. Two if you count the Trello board which I periodically add ideas to. Three if you count the Wedding fic draft I have 20K written for and could start writing on again at ANY MOMENT.
11. 🛠Is there a scene or anything in the WIP you are struggling with right now?
Well, I’m about to be struggling with writing the scene where Baz listens to the podcast episode I have to completely invent. I have a full first rough pass at this chapter done, except that part where I just copy pasted a bunch of research notes to come back to…
12. ❤️Not a question, just a second Kudos to send.
🙏YOU get a kudos, and YOU get a kudos, and YOU get a kudos!
Tags in case you wanna: @artsyunderstudy @hushed-chorus @ivelovedhimthroughworse @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @fatalfangirl @facewithoutheart @skeedelvee @emeryhall @mooncello @monbons @angelsfalling16 @larkral @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @run-for-chamo-miles @brilla-brilla-estrellita @best--dress @onepintobean @martsonmars @messofthejess @ileadacharmedlife @urban-sith
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reitheist · 1 month
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bucchigiri ep 11 thoughts:
even from the first frame it looks like we're FINALLY going to get some context on the senya ichiya stuff
ahh so ichiya was mad that senya went easy on him. he wanted a proper fight and forced senya to fight him, but he refused, thus the divide between the two?
ichiya shot?? so like, are majin ghosts with some reason to stick around and posses great power
senya holding out his hand to ichiya, they couldn't connect while alive and have to do it in their deaths by manipulating people into fights
also gayyyyy
aww i love senya
senya going to posses someone else? shindo?
arajin finally trying to talk to matakara? honey i respect it but you are gonna get your ass beat
cat teacher not rushing in when people walk by hmmm
matakara i can excuse punching randos but not komao
kenichiro talking to arajin? interesting. maybe going to tell him to help matakara snap out of it
ah a parallel between matakara and mahoro. i mean she did say she'd be devastated if anything ever happened to him. is she conflicted between her empathy for matakara and her love for marito?
ZABU BACKSTORYYYY. unexpected but appreciated
aww they just met and they're and adorable duo
komao is still in a skirt but a different one, cute. he's had a very consistent fashion sense then
komao immediately adopting zabu and matakara as his friends bc that's just the kind of guy he is
yet again zabu is being really pragmatic about matakara's wants and needs. he thinks ara is an asshole, but he still wants him there for the fight so maybe he could break through matakara's funk
zabu also calls komao 'koma' that's cute
outa is so the mom of the group
zabu sees matakara only focusing on strength while neglecting his bonds as a backslide into the person he was. he doesn't want that for matakara, so he's doing his best to stop him from the point of no return
goddamn this is brutal
dudeeeeeee zabu is so loyal
matakara beating up his friend because he sees zabu as a weakness in himself.
ara finally not denying matakara is his friend
shindo is so fucking pathetic 💀 he is so funny
"where's zabu" welllllllll
oh is this backstory the stuff kenichiro told ara?
after mitsukuni left, matakara essentially has to raise himself. he did his best or replicate his brother on his own, but he ended up pretty deeply cracked on the inside from it all. he clung to his idolized version of mitsukuni and arajin to cope with it all
direct parallel to matakara's first fight with ken
matakara is trying to kill the old, weaker self in order to become strong
kenichiro LOSES HIS EYE SHADOW
does ken maybe feel like he's been inadequate in following mitsukuni's wishes? he feels he didn't take care of matakara and so he's gone down a bad path, that it's his responsibility to correct his mistake
oh shit matakara dropping the jacked is cold
i knew that ken was going to put the responsibility on arajin if he didn't manage to defeat matakara. ken is trying his best to follow mitsukuni's wishes and thinks ara is stronger than him. arajin is going to have to get senya back fast
ara has officially fully found his resolve. he's willingly accepting the power senya gives him this time, no longer hiding from matakara. hyped for the final episode hehe
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bepoucorp · 2 months
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I've been stalking your youtube and looking at your insp animations playlist... I'm an animator too, you follow me on twitter... you shant know who I am! (I myself would never admit it but I love your content.)
I'm a huge BJ fan and have seen your tumblr and stalking quietly for about 7 months now. I've known of your work for quite some time now! And might I say the style is... oh my god what autism might I gain from just looking at such pretty pictures... (Dwdw I'm 'artistic' and diagnosed my fellow)
looks at your batman design with my autism eyes Also a little birdie told me in my dms that you like plushies and boy I wanna steal your little batman keychain too.
I'm too much of a wimp to expose my twitter account LOVE YOU You probably know who I am anyways but oh welllllllll Twerks the sorrows away am I right? I want to make content from the #bepouverse but I'm too scared my fans will hate me for it because it's my usual content :( I've made tons of HQ designs that feel so bepouverse Harls but it highkey makes me sad that I'm so wimpy that I won't post them because it's not digital art.
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Meatgrinder animation WHEN ? ? / ? OKAY BYE ILY BEEPER
HEYO!! THANK YOU?? SO MUCH!! LMAO! 7 months is sooo so long ago oml... thank you for supporting me!! I love plushies so much and HAHA i wont let you! AND if you ever do post any or if its better in DMs i'd love to see it! (/nf) OH AND maybe... I'm actually looking for something short to work on over springbreak so!! MAYBE!
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hangmanbradshaw · 10 months
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Saw you reblog about hangster astronauts au and now I suddenly need the most gut wrenching the martain au asap because it would work so welllllllll but I can’t decide which is more delicious: hangman or rooster stranded on mars? Rooster being smart and keeping himself alive but also dealing with his issues while alone?? Hangman begging to go back out there and get him? Delicious. But also rooster’s rage when they realise they left hangman and how he deals with a new stirring of emotions? Hangman with the plan to keep himself alive and the snark? Also delicious. Martian au’s never lose.
Oh my GOD. You come to me, on this day that I’m already thinking about the Antarctica desolation fic, and make me think about THIS. I’m going insane. I can’t decide which option I like better. Rooster just going THROUGH IT and being forced to face his demons while hangman of all people (shocking to the crew) is the one who refuses not to go back.
Or hangman, truly on his own like he’d always feared, feeling like he somehow brought it on himself, assuming no one is coming back for him. Filming his little videos of “rooster showed me how to do this, and you always thought I wasn’t paying attention” and meanwhile rooster is losing his ever loving shit, absolutely losing it on anyone who even suggests they don’t go back, threatening to do it himself, and not sure where that rage is coming from?
Either way- delicious
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neotrances · 1 year
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i rlly dgaf what a sex worker do to there client like if it ain’t assaulting them sexually then why do i care? if ur a teen sw and ur in the trenches do what u gotta do i want the girls to be scammers bc they deserve the money they r so under protected u think imma care if she take ur credit card? OH WELLLLLLLLL
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