#procrastinating yet again

[stariikis]

rewatching wifty for yitr inspo, while eating matcha kitkat </3

#ashy talks🎀 #procrastinating yet again #this time its geog #lol. #idc about provisioning services thanks

[demonstars]

hi

#procrastinating yet again #i need to read a 60 pages biography of some dude 😭 #star rambles

[mattodore]

playing with dionte's hair bc i'm procrastinating

#river dipping #dionte duval #lykos #ts4 #i do really love how dionte and nicholas kinda have a b4b (bald for bald) thing going on.... but that first hair........ #he looks so good... the urge to keep it is gonna make me develop a twitch under my eye... #i love the shadows the locs add btw like i personally loveee when hair creators add shading #like the DRAMAAA it adds!!! #also don't look too closely at him here bc i actually haven't updated him yet hence no proper edit of him (tho i probably won't change much #i'm really just supposed to be cleaning out the hundreds!! of duplicate households in my library dkhjnkfgh i just. get so distracted #i also have to fix mattodore's households bc i think i accidentally deleted the updated version of them at 20... #like there are multiple other saves?? but they're all with matthias's old chin??? like literally WHERE did the updated version go #so i need to clean out my library from the top down and fix their sims #i really messed my sleep schedule up the day before yesterday when i was working on those edits of delphi btw #but i did enjoy rewatching secretary and watching charade while staying up all night to do them <3 #also listened to the first two chapters of freedom is a constant struggle! editing may take me forever but i do do other things as i do it #...........talking a lot in these tags bc i'm seriously procrastinating jdkhnf i do NOT ! want to clean through my library it's a mess #OH. ALSO GOOD MORNING I FORGOT TO SAY THAT ‼️ #seeing this again two days later and seeing the amount of notes....... y'all weren't meant to reblog this kjhdkfjhndkjgnh #now i'm like damn... is there any reason to make his intro edit like i did for ria and delphi 😭😭😭😭😭

[goatman647]

GUESS WHOS PROCRASTINATING AGIAN!!!! ME!!! I AM!!! Pray for me all I do are these little weird quick doodles I swear I’ll do an actually good big thingy one day… one day… stokes screen…

#disco elyisum #kim kitsuragi #disco elysium fanart #i think about this guy all day every day #he’s actually really really really really fun TK draw #his jacket is SO fun to draw it makes my fingers so hungry #they weep and cry to me and say jard!!! pwlas!!! let’s us draw him!!! let’s us draw Kim!!! let us caress his gay ass homosexual ass jacket!! #I need to sink my teeth into Kim LOVINGLY #like he’s cardboard #I NEED TO DO MY SCHOOL WORK BUT KIM IS MORE IMPORTANT #yet again putting the PRO jn procrastination

[miiukkaa]

the little gremlin (me) drew a layout of the subway lair's kitchen

first of all, thanks to everyone who have sent suggestions/questions related to the kitchen in my asks! if i didn't reply back to you, know that i just wanted to hoard your ask and ponder on it and will now answer to you in the following rambles :)

giving you an easy-to-access-link to the subway lair you may or may not have seen.

on the layout, i wrote down in all caps the places where the stairs from the kitchen lead to. the arrows indicate if the stairs lead up or down.

much like in the sewers, the kitchen has lots of tabletops and cabinets that may not fill the space perfectly. some of them are mismatched (the boxes that are outside of the room in the layout are wall cabinets by the way!)

the "OPEN 24 HOURS" neon sign is from the old kitchen.

the rack is for holding both pots and kettles and dry foods probably.

i wasn't too sure if to copy the kitchen island from the sewer kitchen! i just ended up just drawing a simple table basically... the sewer kitchen's island came with a pot rack which i think would be cool to bring back!! (me not drawing the pot rack for the illustration was like 90% me being intimidated by how to draw it, oughh).

fairy lights surround the entire room, yep.

i ended up not adding a dining area to the kitchen for a few reasons:

-the sewers didn't have a dining area within the kitchen... nor anywhere for that matter (at least we didn't get to see one)

-there are seats and tables in the lobby which is a short walk away. methinks that's where they sit down to eat instead.

-it felt too "normal" to add a dining table with proper chairs and everything as the idea itself felt out of place... the way i see it, the family is all about mismatches which can be seen in the backgrounds a lot (and the story itself). so i definitely favor messy and unconventional ways over perfect aesthetics and other norms when it comes to the family :)

#i apologize for possible typos and difficult wording* #as always feel free to reference my lair stuff!! #turns out i was just yet again procrastinating a thing that felt like itd take weeks/months/years to do but instead took a few days!!! :') #maybe it was the shelving and racks that scared me XD since i knew i wanted to draw an illustration to pair with the layout design!!!! #*does a little dance* #rottmnt subway lair reference #rottmnt #miiukkart

[amethystpath-writes]

To Traitors

NOT A PR0MPT

******

"The general wants to send me to your homeland."

"For war?"

Villain hummed. "We knew it was coming."

"Of course." Hero shook her head and pushed a shirt further into the bucket of water. She bent it and twisted it and shoved it again. "How did she react when you told her 'no'?"

That was the thing; Villain didn't deny the general. No one denied the general.

Hero picked up on the silence. She always did. “Where does that leave us?”

A choice.

War?

Or her?

“You know this decision is not mine.”

"Sure, it is. I always wanted to travel- try camping."

Camping. Hero knew rejecting orders would be considered traitorous. She would rather be homeless and shunned than to standby while her homeland was being attacked.

"Hero..."

"Is that something you are not willing to do?" Her movements became rushed, like she was trying to maintain a calm, but the only way to do so was to move along with the emotions. She grabbed a shirt, dunked it, rung it, tossed it. Grab, dunk, ring. Grab, dunk, ring. They weren't even becoming clean, and the water needed changed. "My family is there. Where are they meant to go?"

"Even if I did tell the general no, I cannot stop an entire army from marching. The war will happen with or without me."

A sigh veiled the tension in the room. Villain's weight creaked beneath him as he stepped towards his lover. He took a linen shirt, wet and soaked, from her hands, and dropped it in the brown water. He found her hands next, then tugged her up slightly. She took the cue and stood, let herself be held.

"I love you," Villain said.

Hero didn't like crying. This is why Villain began rubbing her back as he pulled her into an embrace. She buried her face into his chest and sniffed once, twice...wiped a face full of tears, sniffed again...stopped, then began sobbing. No amount of squeezing could console the thought of her family being innocently slaughtered.

"You would hide them, wouldn't you? If you found them, you would save them?"

His grip loosened. He whispered, “Of course I would.” Did Hero know it might have been a lie? Even Villain wasn't sure what he would do when the time came that he marched onto her homeland.

"When do you leave?"

"Tomorrow."

"Then I'm leaving now." She attempted to pull away from Villain's chest, but he held her firmly. Her muscles tensed beneath him, but Villain knew she knew better than to try again.

"Hero, be level-headed.

"I want to warn them," she whispered, so quietly that Villain only knew what she said because of how well he knew her. He knew her every thought before she even had it herself. It wasn't magic; just love.

"And you think you will outrun an entire army overnight?"

"I know I won't!" her tone had changed, and this time when she pulled away, she didn't stop until Villain let her go. "But who am I to not try at all? Who would I be, Villain?" Her face was red and swollen, glistening with sad, then angry tears.

For a moment, she stopped. She took a breath. then swallowed as if she needed to stop herself from asking what obviously came to her mind. Alas, she said it. "How long have you known?" Her voice cracked, and Villain could see she already knew the answer: longer than he should have known before telling her.

"I'm sorry."

"I didn't ask for an apology." Her eyes refused to meet his. Villain was almost glad for it. He couldn't bear her anger, not when it was directed at him. "I asked how long you have known."

"Hero..."

"Clean your own damn clothes. I'll pay the Baker family back when I return."

"Pay them back? For w-" No. "You're not taking their horse." Hero was already scrounging around, first grabbing a raggedy sack, then stuffing one random item after another in. "Hero, stop. Hero-" She was going to take the neighbor's horse just to get caught up in the war herself. "Stop!"

She fell to her knees in the next moment. Broke down as if his voice took out the last support beam keeping the house together. hero cried, screamed, and wailed. "No. No. No. No. No," she repeated, and her voice broke time and time again as she screamed.

Tears sprung into Villain's eyes. What did he do?

"I'll send a bird. It will arrive before our army does, and when they receive it, they will know to leave."

Hero's head lifted, and her puffy eyes finally met Villain's glistening ones. "I will prepare beds. We have pelts; I can throw something together, and my brother can take-"

One blow after another, each and every passing moment. Just when Villain thought all might be well, the both of them realized there was no saving anyone. The war was an ambush, and Hero's brother would be expected to take a stand, to protect his own homeland.

"I won't-" Villain swallowed. "I won't harm your family. I will send the bird, and I will pray with every moment of travel that they receive it and leave. I will not draw my sword until I find their home empty, until I am sure they have left."

"You would be a traitor to your own kingdom."

"Better it this kingdom than you."

#not a pr0mpt #hero x villain #hero #villain #hero x villain story #hero x villain drabble #hero x villain snippet #heroes and villains #writeblr #writing community #creative writing #angst #I think. Does Dee know what angst is yet? No. Absolutely not. #I worked on a project for three hours straight and seeing as it is already midnight I figured I might as well finish #the draft I started months upon months ago. #Oh yeah- did y'all know I decided to start rewriting my entire manuscript...again..? #hence the delay in writing. I'm working on my book- working full time- doing school part time...it's a lot. barely any leisure time 😭 #anyway this is due for a reblog in the morning :p #weak ending but I have procrastinated posting for wayyyy too long- open to continuing this one if it's enjoyed enough :p #To Traitors

[lindseymcdonaldseyelashes]

Hate when I've been fearfully procrastinating doing something and then it's just... the easiest shit ever. No problem. Pleasant, even. I'd do more of it if I could

#and by the next time i need to do something similar i will forget and fearfully procrastinate yet again

[cowboyskeletons]

pair nettle with hemlock for a loved one who has been taken away too soon

pair nettle with oleander to warn someone that their betrayal has been discovered

#dndads #hermie the unworthy #....uh maybe #dndads spoilers #just because of the implications i guess? don't want to risk it #back at it again with flowers and hermie !! #ughghghgh i made the canvas too small so i couldn't do the hemlock properly #also the nettle... couldn't figure out how to make it not too busy without scrapping it for the 20394th time #whatever. on its own i like the hemlock and the oleander is nice #anyway hermie...... hermie brainrot....... #i have so much work to do and yet. flower language #i wanted him to hand the oleander to normal but i can't do perspectives so i gave that up quickly #also the initial idea i had was to have just a headshot with him wearing a crown of nettle and oleander but i kept looking in the book #....maybe i'll still do that actually #both of those #is this just procrastination because i am struggling with the take an l animatic? maybe #oops what did i just do #i think i made it private for like five seconds whoops

[shubaka]

Ooookay, here you go. I ripped the audio from my videos from SS8 Bangkok days 1 and 2 and saved them as mp3s. I didn't bother with any of the clips that were less than a minute long (other than a few small exceptions).

I went ahead and added a small fade in and out at the beginning and end of each mp3 so it wouldn't be so jarring -- and to hopefully save your ears from any sudden screaming :')

I also ended up including a few select videos (mp4 files) because I think they need to be appreciated.

Link to Google Drive folder

I don't mind if you reblog this and/or share the link with other friends privately via DMs, but please don't post the link on other sites/social media. <3

#i said this was going to take a few days but i decided to do this instead of study yesterday hahaha (procrastination wins yet again) #jeff satur #ss8 bangkok #ss8 bkk

[jesse-cosay]

Last time I went to grab screenshots I noticed/remembered some of the unspoken stuff Lake did around the map car/toad car and it's killing me again.

As soon as the flecs appear Lake pushes Jesse behind them.

Arguably he could be in their way, aside from the fact that it keeps happening.

When they get to the door Lake picks him up. Jesse isn't the one the flecs are after, he's of no use to them and he isn't close with Lake yet. They could leave him. They should.

It would have been just as easy to push him out the door instead of pulling him into the room. But the point is that despite having moments before said this-

"So are you just gonna keep him now? Or what. 'Cause I kind of just wanna hang out with this deer."

Lake wants to keep Jesse with them. Even though they don't know each other well. Even though it'd be easier not to have him around or explain.

Look at the soft smile they get after Jesse gets excited about traveling with them! THEY SAID THEY DIDN'T WANT THIS AND YET- JESSE BEING EXCITED ABOUT SPENDING TIME WITH THEM CLEARLY DOES MAKE THEM HAPPY!

The truth is simple. Lake has always wanted a friend, and to be known. They're just scared of losing that person or them potentially turning on them.

#infinity train #lake infinity train #infinity train lake #jesse cosay #infinity train book 2 #jesslake #Gotta go bang my head against a wall again #Ive been meaning to make this post for months i just procrastinate #these two are gonna make me cry but i gotta get Work Done why are they like this #They arent even really friends yet and theyre still like “Gotta protect you!”

[soothedcerberus]

Yugi oh vrains huhH??

#just literally came out of nowhere #just started school but yet I’ve procrastinated so hard that I fixated on a random Yu-Gi-Oh! series I’ve never heard of #I promise you this will go nowhere I just like the small guy KWKMWNNS #do not follow me for Yu-Gi-Oh #sometimes you just Gotta like a small guy and then draw him a bunch and then never look at him again #ygo vrains #uhh ill make an official post when i have the art all done

[blanyfolk]

and one final hurrah for a bit, bbh doodles!!

#qsmp #qsmp badboyhalo #badboyhalo #works #ehhh i don't like the layout but it is what it is i guess #these were to procrastinate yet another wip #that was scrapped #but hopefullly i will try again #one word: dress

[a-crystalclearsquid]

Always an angel, never a god.

Jon, on his brightest, could make Damian feel anything and everything like no other. He would simply smile and Damian would breathe easier. Jon could simply express his kindness as he always does and the latter would fall a little more in love. It would be that Jon would immediately stop whatever it was that he was doing in favor of comforting a homeless guy in the street. Jon, who would be patient with a child who refuses to listen to the mother out in public.

It was always the little things- the smallest gestures that caught Damian off guard on how easy it was to fall in love again when he thought that he was completely taken over.

But even on Jon’s darkest days, it would not deter Damian.

It would be that a bully would wear out Jon’s patience and throw the first hit or even when he would completely avoid talking or making contact with anyone else just because the day is not going his way. Or even being irritated at his friends’ tiniest movements because he has an assignment due and he could not concentrate.

All those things simply meant that Jon was also human (as he was) and had his flaws. It made Damian appreciate his partner more.

The fact that Jon has his own human struggles as the rest of them had Damian be comforted but also annoyed as he could not ease it away.

So what he does is to be a better partner more in the battlefield. That way, he knows he could prevent Jon from experiencing the harsher wounds.

It comes in many forms as it is displayed through thousands, millions even, ways: Love.

It’s so hard to put it into words.

Especially for Damian, who was taught that actions proved better evidence to one’s thoughts and feelings. While he simple does not disagree, there are times when one has to use words where one’s actions are not sufficient or is the most appropriate way to let somebody know just how much you care about them.

An example would be right now, where Damian is helpless besides Jon, who is recovering inside a kryptonian pod in the Fortress of Solitude.

Where, even to the best of Damian’s medicine and surgical knowledge, is unable to assist in any way to the recovery of a comatosed Jon Kent.

All that knowledge and practice and for what? To be told that the best he could do as of now is to converse one-sidedly to Jon in hopes they would get a reaction out of him.

So here he is, the grandson of the Demon, proclaimed assassin by the age of 8, Robin to two Batman by the age of 10, has died at least three times by the age of 14, and completely helpless to by the bedside of the love of his life at 21, struggling to form words to bring back his lover from the depths of his own subconscious.

“Jonathan,“ he says his name as how one might start a prayer. “Habibi,“

my love, my life,

He grips the wrist of Jon, to feel the faint pulse, assuring himself that Jon is still here.

“I miss your warmth,

and I miss your presence.

I miss you in every waking hour, knowing you’re barely within my reach.

And I’m tempted,

oh, so tempted to bring you to the waters where I was born.

Yet, I am not so desperate as to turn my back on everything that I have fought for -that we have fought for- just for you to be disappointed in me when you return.

I have yet to lose faith that you’d never wake.

And it was because you have made me promise to by your side and never lose hope.

So here I am,

Barely holding on to hope,

Always on the edge on doing the drastic measures.

The only thing stopping me?

That would be you,

My most and dearest beloved.

All these years, and all the doubts everyone in my life has given me, save for you.

You had never given up on me, you’ve always been by my side, and you’ve always rooted for me even in times I don’t deserve,

You have made me felt no safer than in your arms.

So please,”

Damian begged,

“Return to me and make me feel safe within your comfort again.

As you have been by my side, I am also here, Jonathan.

Return to me and I will show you my devotion.

My faith wavers not as I wait for you, no matter how impatient I might seem.

Please come back to me,“

With nothing to do but sit and wait by Jon’s bedside, barely sleeping in case of missing something, his brothers bring him his books and his sketchpad.

They also bring him Alfred the cat for company, who was now sleeping by Jon.

He appreciates the little distractions, though it does no good as he keeps on looking over Jon every few minutes.

So he inclines to bring out his sketchpad and starts imitating the sleeping form of his little feline friend, and when he’s done with that, he sketches everything else he could see within his sights.

And when he also exhausts those within his peripheral vision, his hand finally gets the courage to draw Jon.

It wasn’t like the other portraits of Jon sleeping he has done so far.

It’s different, but also the same.

The way that it’s so peaceful gives out a nice scene. The way that Jon’s bruises and cuts are now mostly gone relieves Damian. The way Alfred the cat is calmly rested on top of Jon’s chest, comforting both pet and owner of the repeated rise and fall movement.

He finishes the sketch and Damian wishes he had paint with him, so that he may properly bring the art to life.

He was tired now.

Though trained by the best to function for weeks with limited to no amount of sleep, Damian couldn’t help his tired eyes and his tired mind, grudingly succumbing to slumber, but not before taking in Jon’s hand in his.

He yearns for the hour Jonathan wakes again.

To be able to recieve and exchange smiles with his beloved again.

Damian rests his eyes, knowing he will easily wake at the slightest movement of his beloved.

Even for just a simple twitch of the finger, or on the skipped heartbeat of the monitor, Damian is most confident he will be able to detect it.

For now, he simply escapes to the plains of his dreams, hoping his subconscious grants his wish. Even though knowing that it would not be real, he would at least get to spend a second reliving on a far-away memory or to experience a new one.

For whatever can emphasize his hopes and faiths, Damian will always be waiting in the land amongst mortals.

#alex writes #jondami #damijon #jonathan kent #damian wayne #mostly #i haven't posted this on ao3 yet #i'm supposed to work on my research report right now #but procrastinated with this #this one is very raw and it hasn't been cleaned up yet so a lot of mistakes #i will post this on ao3 once i'm done with my report and have proofread the fic again #this is just me letting out steam from stress #lots of grammar mistakes and typos #so read at your own risk? haha #this is how i destress: pouring out my creativity lmaoo

[violetthekiller]

Oh to get another press tour with them together 🫠

#i miss press so bad #what a fun time #this is procrastination station yet again btw #tomdaya #nwh press tour

[killjo-q]

rough sketch before i get back to work because i keep thinking about them also idk how to draw people kissing so this is as close as it gets (for now XD)

#my art #bloodborne #OC #original characters #im procrastinating again help #this actually jsut started with me trying to draw the blonde one's profile because I wanted to draw the burn scar #also i have not finalized names yet

[cascadiopeia]

happy tuesdayyyyy 💪🥰🔥im home sick with covid so now you will reap the benefits of my boredom and sickness enjoy

...sometimes it's so tempting to post more revealing stuff 😅

#transgender #yet again i procrastinate my injection because i suck #t girl tummy tuesday #tgirl tummy tuesday #tummy tuesday #lgbtqia #trans girl #trans self love #bisexual