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zetsub0n0n4nsensu · 4 months
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Sekai Cycle Layer One of Nine: Tokusatsu
Do you have what it takes to be a hero? Because these losers sure as hell don't. You really think a group of anime addicted thirty year olds could make it as super sentai? Not if I have any say in the matter. These scumbags aren't gonna Power Ranger their way outta this one so easily...
Arc 1 of Otaku Despair Club is comin' in hot so stay tuned and don't touch that dial! Their lives might just depend on it!
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some silly little characters from a story me and @ezra-ezbezzlement made up :bb
danny douglas - substitute pe teacher, star trek lover, "roomates" with andy. super sweet guy. goofy as hell. kinda like mr sinclair (for irls). all his students ship him and his roommate (they don't know andy's name). struggles with BPD and depression but hates to talk about it and puts on an act (31)
andy white - literally the re-embodiment of wallace from scott pilgrim. super monotone. "roommates" with danny. very prone to miscommunication due to monotoness and misunderstanding. works in an office cubicle (no one knows what he does). can't really pick up social cues and is extremely awkward (undiagnosed autism. doesn't know it exists) (29)
jacob anderson - ex of both danny and andy (at different times), super famous, yet none of his fans know about his past relationships with danny and andy. manipulative but does want danny back. currently dating melanie (fans know, they love them). scared that melanie will act negatively to his bisexuality and will think he's cheating on her (she won't). had some traumatic experiences that eventually turned into manipulation (he struggles with Trichotillomania). (39)
melanie waters - current girlfriend of jacob, super sweet and supportive. doesn't know of jacobs bisexuality but knows he has issues. thinks of danny and andy as friends. very overprotective of jacob (not necessarily a good thing). grocer (vegan store). unemployed for a while. struggling with employment (OCD and HPD. believes and treat jacob like they're married. which doesn't exactly make him uncomfortable but it's weird for him (he doesn't know what HPD is)) (internalized ableism) (24)
pamela rook - bitch (fires melanie) (52)
jenny white - sister of andy, their basically opposites. super happy and nice and welcoming but has SEVERE social anxiety. gardener and aspiring florist, paralyzed from the waist down. (37)
literally everyone is mentally ill in some shape or form
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lomemarsupial · 6 months
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finishing this album up right kinda wild fables&characters Trip of the Spirits, Auditory Atmosphere.
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adding percussion in. NewSoundsNewSoundsNewSounds. Apparently making magical creations and exploring the imagination via sound and image is explicit!!? shrugs It's okay my catalog o creations will be more active and alive in a future time. AgainstAllOdds Posted by Automated WebJackal
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livelovesimallways · 9 months
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Who would you say is the most toxic guy in your story?
I couldn't just pick one so I decided to be extra and rank them.
Least Toxic/Borderline Angels
(Brandon and Moses)
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Very Problematic/Toxic Kings
(Mason and Sean)
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Beyond Toxic/ Borderline Evil
(Ryan and Mike)
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SN: Everyone listed will be in upcoming scenes....👀👀
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thelostfrequency · 7 months
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Singer got an update! And two new friends! These guys are not part of a species I’m calling Halos. Gonna be honest. I love Singer to death… but Banzai, which is the yellow ball of spikes, has really stolen my heart a lot faster than he should’ve. Poor Wraith, the white one, doesn’t have much going on JUST YET but I’m working on it!
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sjokomila · 11 months
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refs for artfight!!!
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aruaruartcentral · 5 months
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Just some more ragdoll design sketches. Wanted to draft where his different colors meet and are stitched together (:
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weirdozjunkary · 2 years
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My boys but revisited
I love them a lot <3
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hippi3kat94 · 1 year
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How to Write Believable Characters
Have you ever read a book or watched a movie where the characters’ backstories seemed unrealistic or forced? It can be frustrating when characters don’t have believable backgrounds, and it can make it difficult to connect with them. Creating realistic and compelling backstories for characters is an essential part of crafting a good story. However, it’s not always easy to know where to start or…
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Some present day cuties
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eyes-talks-ocs · 2 years
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Three Facts Tag Game!
Three facts about yourself, your characters, and/or you writing project(s)!
Open tag from: @winterandwords
1. Macaw (Social Throwaways). He puts up a good facade, a damn good one at that. But 95% of the time he's dealing with chronic pain. His gait is heavy, deliberate, and slow. He'll allow himself to limp when he's around people he's comfortable with. Otherwise he forces himself to walk "normal" when he's out. Some days he's too sore to do much of anything and needs to brace himself on things just to move around if he's going to be up and moving much at all. This is the main cause for his drinking issues. Just something enough to take the edge off so he can function.
2. Dog (Social Throwaways). This kid lives in what is basically a desert wasteland with the rest of the group. Yet is always wearing long sleeves and pants. He and Macaw share similar scars. He has old burns running up and down both arms, legs, and some on his torso. Unlike Macaw, who's not very concerned with people seeing his scars. Dog is rather self conscious about his. Out of the group. Only Macaw knows and has seen the kid's scars. Macaw is the only one Dog feels comfortable enough with to not hide them. (I mean, besides those two being inseparable friends. They were in the same catastrophic fire together.)
3. Lucan (my DnD character in an active campaign). He's mild mannered and level headed now. For the most part - ADHD - but still easygoing and rational. He wasn't always like this. He was a reactive child that let emotions get the better of him. He could go from 0 to 100 very quickly. A game of cards or chess is a comfort thing for him and still something he uses when he needs to cope. Whenever he was upset or angry with something. His father would force him to sit down and play a short game of cards/chess to help calm him down and make him think about something different. He's in his 20s now, but he still uses this method to calm down whenever he needs it. He just has to hope one of the other party members is up for a game.
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tiaamorosa · 2 years
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Hii :)
I thought I'd do a few short profiles about my story characters :) I know the pictures are terribly random, but I just can't handle special programs like Photoshop :) . Violeta, Adam and Marcos are the first, more will surely follow 😊
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Some spins on the "mostly male team with a token woman" trope:
The woman is trans and stayed in her old circle of bros even after transition
The woman is the only one in her circle of "girls" who didn't turn out to be a trans man
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mimimar · 28 days
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the woman who holds the moon
prints available here. my cover for this month's issue of baffling magazine.
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thelostfrequency · 5 months
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I kinda just realized I’ve never posted any wholesome writing on this blog. Just depressing stuff. So imma fix that. Take this thing I wrote between Banzai and his boyfriend Hound. Pardon any spelling errors btw. I did not proofread this, we die like dumbasses in these parts.
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The rain tapped on the rooftops of the abandoned town’s buildings vigorously. The gloomy sky was laid out for miles with thick clouds. The gray of the sky blocked out the sun’s light, making the shadows that were casted by the overhang of old buildings and overpasses especially deep.
The two sat side by side calmly, finishing their deer breakfast. Banzai’s tail curled further into his lap as he watched puddles form just beyond their makeshift shelter beneath the old building’s awning. His gaze briefly turned towards Hound. The hybrid ate with his eyes shut, exhaling quietly in relief as his previously empty stomach was filled. Hound couldn’t look more beautiful in that moment if he tried… despite doing something so mundane as eating. Banzai turned his attention back to his own front thoughtfully before suddenly grinning mischievously and hopping up. He licked the blood from his lips as his counterpart’s eyes turned all attention to him.
Hound tilted his head as Banzai moved out from under the awning and turned his head upwards with his eyes shut. He held out his arms to the side and seemed to just enjoy the feeling of the rain on his body with a deep inhale, filling the expanse of his chest before letting it out. Hound squinted at him, pondering yet another mystery that Banzai had created for him in doing such a strange thing. He was getting wet! He didn’t doubt he was also getting cold! His train of thought slowed as Banzai looked at him, “Come on Houndy! Feels great!”
Hound furrowed his brow at the request, chirping in inquiry while cleaning his hands of blood to sign, ‘Are you not cold?’
“Nope!” Banzai chirped as he spun in a circle childishly. He put all his weight onto one hood before kicking up a large puddle with the other, “See for yourself.”
The hybrid sighed reluctantly. He rose to his feet regardless, stepping out from under the awning. He found himself almost immediately flinching back beneath it the moment the rain fell onto his being. He shook himself off lightly, silvery hair lashing this way and that. His gaze focused up just in time as he realized that by the time he successfully shook off Banzai had made his way over to him, taking his larger hand and pulling him forward along with him. While he was capable of simply resisting and standing his ground, he tricked himself into thinking he had no other choice than to follow after his mate much to his own disappointment. The distasteful thoughts quieted in an instant as he transferred his full attention away from the bothersome rain and set it on Banzai. His chest warmed some as the quilled Halo squeezed his hand wordlessly, smiling without looking at him. Banzai led him out into the middle of the road that divided the old buildings, stopping and turning to face him, “See? You’re not melting or anything.”
Hound could sense the cringe worthy line a mile away as Banzai teased, “Kinda surprised. You’re real sweet and I’m pretty sure sugar would be melting with all this wet.”
Hound let go of his hand calmly, at first causing Banzai to frown just a little until he realized he was just doing so to sign, ‘That was horrible. But yes. It is alright.’
Hound’s hands seemed to hesitate along with the look in his entirely black eyes as his hands slowly carried on, ‘It’s much nicer with you here though.’
Banzai buffered for a moment at the sincerity, his face warming and his tail thumping against the ground behind him as he chuckled bashfully and took hold of Hound’s hands once more, “And you said my mushy talk was horrible.”
Hound’s eyes pinched and shoulders bounced subtly with an indication of a silent laugh as he was led around by his partner in an absent circle. The rain seemed to carry its own tune that the two began to learn how to identify in that quiet. Banzai yelped softly as he was suddenly guided around by one hand, spinning before he was pulled up against Hound and dipped. Hound’s hands knew Banzai’s body well. He dared to say he knew the place of every single quill, knowing just where to put his hands to not get stuck without even thinking about it. Banzai exhaled softly, looking up at Hound with fond bewilderment, “Didn’t really take you for a dancer.”
Hound shrugged lightly with a mildly amused look in his eyes. Banzai was carefully pulled up so he could straighten his back once more. He easily expected it when Hound pulled him in close and grabbed him by the chin. His mouth suddenly formed, slots expanding within the skin that had once covered rows of shiny black teeth. Banzai’s eyes brightened the moment he caught on, his lips meeting Hound’s in an embarrassingly eager manner. A content sigh left the both of them in unison.
The kiss lasted around four heartbeats before they parted and looked at one another. Their expression shared a sense of ambiguity for all of ten seconds. Banzai was the first to begin a fit of laughter that left Hound no choice but to soundlessly chuckle along with him as his mouth hid away once more. He leaned his head down to press his face into the shorter being. Banzai shut his eyes calmly before pulling his head back carefully. Hound’s ears perked up some, nearly leaning forward to find that contact again, only for his hands to suddenly be taken and pulled upon. The hybrid made a rumble sort of noise as his eyes met Banzai’s who grinned at him like an imp, “We got a few hours to burn. How about another dance huh?”
Hound paused briefly at hearing this. He huffed softly, a smile seen in his eyes. He briefly pulled his hands free from his mate’s to sign, ‘I don’t see why not. Even though it is silly to dance in the rain.’
“That’s why you love me,” Banzai shrugged at him carelessly, “I’m a silly bitch and you're along for the ride to experience it.”
Hound shook his head lightly at him, only for his eyes to soften as he signed to him once more. Banzai paused as he pieced together the words.
‘You are my favorite experience. Thank you.’
Banzai stared at him for a long moment. A warm smile came to his lips at how the statement dripped with genuine love and fondness. Banzai took hold of Hound’s hands once more, pulling him closer to himself and leaning his head up to press a kiss under the taller being’s jaw, “You’re a pretty nice experience yourself babe.”
Hound purred at him softly, only to make a sound of surprise as he was suddenly pulled along with Banzai once more, “Now come on yah sap! Now you really owe me a dance.”
Hound recovered quickly, squeezing his hand in return. He found himself nodding lightly.
He prayed for the sun’s light to return leisurely. For the moment that was spent carelessly and clumsily trading steps and making up words for the fake song that was sung by the rain was a healthy reminder to Hound just how lucky he was to have allowed Banzai to drag him into the light.
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Thank you for reading and until next time <3
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aye-of-newt · 24 days
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guillermo del toro’s pinocchio is a beautiful film but my god no one has adapted that story like neverafter. you can never look at it the same way again after listening to lou wilson, a black man, explaining that he chose to play as pinocchio because it’s a story about a little boy who isn’t allowed to make mistakes. that in pinocchio's story, he is fundamentally barred from childhood at once upon a time. he must earn something that everyone else is granted from birth. the other boys get to tell lies and play and get into trouble, but when pinocchio does the same thing there are grave and violent consequences. his pinocchio is trying to understand why the world is so unfair, why the rules are so different for him, why everyone else gets to be a real boy.
and I think about it every day.
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