#im a nerd XD

[chocochaoz]

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* Welcome to my intro post!!![ENG/ESP]

thought i'd make one since i don't want misunderstandings,, XD

You can call me choco, i'm from Chile (so yea i'll jumpscare u talking spanish sometimes)

I use any pronouns, im 18yrs old and autistic. I'm reaally multifandom even if it doesn't show, i'm planning on posting whatever i want from now on!!

so you know what to expect, these are what i'll probably post:

-UTDR

-Underverse

-Creepypasta/pokepasta

-Pokémon (mostly Pokespe)

-Doors

-FNaF

-to be updated!

I go by CHOCOCHAOZ on twt and bluesky(tho i don't post there lol), mostly known by posting pokepasta, but here on tumblr i'll post wtv.

Feel free to request, ask or say anything rlly, i promise im friendly xP.

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[xkaleza]

if im being honest with you guys, this is the most ive drawn in the last week then the past three months, so i guess i have sfth to congratulate :)

[cimmerian1275]

JR!! Brain said yes to art at midnight, so i drew this C: i plan on using it as a base to experiment adding and drawing apparel/clothes n stuff... i rlly need the practice. But uuuuggghh fabric is such a pain in the butt to draw, its simultaneously fun but makes you suffer along the way.

I actually used some arm/leg references because i discovered my knowledge of dragon anatomy is pretty different to humanoid anatomy and i need to work on that (the human anatomy refs i saved years ago are finally coming in handy now HEHEH)

*eyes the feet* i dont like the way im drawing the toes... the shapes not right but i cant figure out whats off >:C

[nerd-goes-blogging]

Tintin is an optimist for sure. He literally brings sunshine to our lives :) 🌅

[penelope-is-waiting]

Not important what is important is you are safe.

Open Starter — Excuse me?

tw: panic. that’s all.

Telemachus slowly walked outside, looking pale as ever, while you sat. Staring into space and having many thoughts. (Or zero…)

He slowly sat next to you, and you blinked, seeing his face. You were immediately concerned.

He was breathing heavily, face—well, still pale, he was shaking, and looked like on the verge of tears.

It looked like he saw people die—oh wait, he has.. but these weren’t most after effects he would have.

taglist: @odysseus-of-ithaca-is-lost , @penelope-is-waiting , @paris-you-idiot , @unhinged-waterlilly , @young-telemachus , @little-birdie-cass , @sillypuppetmeister

[starfaise]

The one detail that I love the most about this playthrough -- the stronger the Blight becomes in the world, the more it affects Warden Rook until she's nearly blind by the final battle. It's probably not a detail people would notice in my screenshots but as the game progressed I would move the cataract slider another 5-10% after storyline quests.

[greennoobartist]

What's your favorite reason for liking Vio? (If you'd like to answer)

Hi hello hey, yes i finally turned to answer this ask :))) took my while to cook anything that could sound normal but im practically glitching as im writing this so im not making any promises XD

The yap below the cut, i have NO idea how long this is gonna be! Im letting myself free here so yeah (omg im glitching this is gonna be wild)....

Okay, uhh, first off Blep this is a cursed ask but in a positive way lol XD ive never been asked a question like this before like seriously so i have no idea what am I doing XD With all fictional crushes and blorbos i had ive never been asked smth like this so yeah

Oh yeah and also thank you bcuz i remember that this was asked with a reason so thank you for that, i remember that i was upset the other day and you sent in this ask to distract me so ty :D 💜

Without further ado, lemme start this >:D

You said favorite reason? So.... No number limit? Is it reason or reasonS? Bcuz I have multiple reasons for liking him and choosing a favorite is like asking if I prefer to drink water or breath air lmao. Like seriously choosing a favorite seems impossible buuuut after listing some reasons i will try to choose a favorite :) 💜

Okay now buckle up im not limiting myself here, so if I speak like a drunk racoon after 15 cans of Red Bull talking about why the moon has craters, i won't blame anyone for laughing at me and teasing me

Straightforward before even starting: im a simp for this man. There's no denial. It's a fact. And with this fact, if I talk like a simp in this yap i talk like a simp in this yap. Im saying it just to make sure that whoever is reading this is aware of what they're about to read if they're about to read.

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Henlo? Yeah yes welcome :)

This where the yap starts :)

The reasons are not in any order

Number 1 - Dude is fucking smart

Look, i might've said this before and im saying it again: im all for smart men. I was always the local nerd for all these years and i never saw another boy to be anything close to smart, but Vio flipped the board. Ive always been called the smartest in my generation when I was in Europe, so basically everyone was placing me above everyone else. What's also a bit maddening is that they never gave me next grade promotion (to advance a grade above). That's not a thing in the country i grew up in so NO MATTER HOW SMART they called me, i was there with my generation of kids. They knew im smarter than average with them and yet they kept me there, pulling me back. My mum often complained that if I stay they'll pull me back from above average to average, which is smth she said would be a really big chance completely missed. Unfortunately, my native country was just like that. I was there with my generation no matter what. And being there while you're above average was boring to say the least. You don't have anyone to look up to, you have no sort of competition with someone else, you have no sort of challenge, no sort of participants, no difficulties, no excitement, no enemy aside from jealous ppl. So yeah. Any friend that i had couldn't even be called a friend: they used me. And boys? They were all out of interest. If there's anything I share with my gender, it's the aim to have a man that's better than me in at least one sort of field. And smart? Boom. Breaking the law. Breaking the stereotype. Yes, im sorry men. I had a stereotype that y'all are stupid bcuz of boys around me. Sorry for that. It did change thanks to Vio. Anyways like, when I was being the smartest back in Europe, if there is one trait i want in my man, it's for him to be smarter than me. And boom. Welcome Vio.

Vio is the smartest boy i could've ever seen. Like seriously. Irl boys? Definitely smarter than all of them that were around me. Even fictional too! I don't remember seeing a fictional character in other media to be so smart. He's like that definition of a nerd and I don't see anything wrong with that. With being called the smartest so many times that its annoying, seeing a BOY to be smarter than me is a game changer. Like, a girl okay, but a boy is just different for me. i absolutely love it. I love seeing a nerd. Yeah, ig i love nerds lol. I absolutely love his intelligence. I love how he's the definition of a nerd and how i can call someone smarter than me. Yes, ik he's fictional but lemme live here okay? One of the reasons why i don't like him, but love him, is because he's a nerd. I didn't meet many nerds in my life. But he's the best one so far.

Number 2 - he's different from what im used to seeing in a boy

I technically said this above with calling Vio smarter than the boys who lived around me, but it's not just that. It's not that he's just smarter, it's that he also acts and behaves differently, which is just sweet to me. Yeah, he's still a boy so he does have the stereotypical characteristics of a boy i got used to seeing (cockiness, confidence, stubbornness) and I expected that cuz he's still a boy so im not surprised by that. But he also has different traits which i don't remember ever seeing in a boy. Vio's calm; he can be very silent and collected and seeing him overreact is not smth you'll see him do. He's really calm and seeing him do smth reckless or aggressive is pretty rare. He likes silence. He doesn't mind a room being completely quiet. He even likes it. A perfect environment for him to read a good book. Speaking of books. He fucking reads books :) i don't remember meeting a boy irl who reads books on a regular basis. I love books and having a boyfriend read a lot too would just be great. Having someone who'd agree to be quiet to read a good book or just won't be loud all the time is just amazing. I can totally see him pat his partner in his lap or just have an arm wrapped around his partner while reading a book to them or to himself. Like, i can totally see him do that. His love language lmao.

He acts different than other boys irl that I met and I love it. Hes introverted and quiet. Calm but strong. Don't get me started on archery. Focused and strategic. It's just different from what I got used to seeing, and it makes me more curious and interested. He's not smth i saw before in boys and now seeing that traits similar to mine are in someone of opposite gender is pretty interesting.

Number 3 - i relate to him

Connecting a slight bit to above, him and i have things in common. I also relate to him much more than i thought I would when I started reading the manga. He's got background and personality that holds weight and unfortunately the manga couldn't focus much on that. It's smth that I cover in my solo analyses or yaps with my older sibling (yeah, you Blep, the one who asked this lol) Since the manga focused on the main story, all Vio's traits were placed aside and his character couldn't have been explained deeper. With my analyses, i bring up things that were overlooked and forgotten. Minorities that hold truth and weight. Subtle actions and words that actually reveal who he is. I stopped doing those analyses for a while for several of reasons but ofc i can bring them back and analyse him more and more. I have tons of theories on him and subtle panels and dialogues that in my eyes bring overshadowed things to the light. With or sometimes without those analyses, i start to see the true him and how similar we are and how much I relate to him. Seeing someone similar to me is at the same time both heartwarming and tragic tbh. But with how different i was from ppl and the ones i was supposed to be similar to, now seeing him be someone similar to me makes me like him. Like "yeah, yes, buddy, i understand that exactly, you don't have to explain anything, i know that". Imma mention some things i relate to him.

I think he's misunderstood and incorrectly seen. I think ppl would see him as boring and annoying nerd. Or someone who doesn't care about anything. Or, a liar and untrustworthy person. Unloyal. Selfish. Careless. Emotionless. Reckless. Now, i dare you to try to convince me he is this what i listed, i dare you. From the outside and his mistakes, i think ppl have a stereotype and incorrect template of him. Im also seen pretty incorrectly by ppl. Cuz im stoic and can be confident, there are ppl who think im also selfish and careless and unkind. Someone who's just faking kindness and lying to be a nice person to manipulate ppl. Someone who's annoying and enjoys making ppl mad. Someone who doesn't care about anyone or anything. But yeah, that's wrong. I have empathy bro. With these stereotypes, i think he's often insecure about himself. Feeling like he's too different from what he's supposed to be and overwhelmed by his mistakes. With his betrayal and everything he did, i think he believes those stereotypes and sees himself as a disappointment and a bad person. With the people he "betrayed" and plus how cocky he acted in that situation, i think he feels like he's evil and deserves the hate and everything he received from ppl (or Blue especially which is a wound for another day :3). I think he's insecure about himself and wants to change and be good like the other three bcuz he sees himself as a bad and selfish person. Also with the loss of Shadow at the end of the manga, im pretty sure he never forgave himself for that. Im sure he feels insane guilt for it and feels like he's the reason Shadow is gone. There are a lot lf AUs in which he feels guilty and tries to revive him and honestly i really agree with all those headcanons and fanfics. Overall, i think he never forgave himself for everything bad that happened and all his mistakes. I relate to that. I also never forgave myself for things that went wrong and for mistakes i did. I still see myself guilty for things that are lost and that happened. Just like Vio, i also lost a friend who's now probably gone forever. Pls don't think they're dead, i truly hope and am pretty sure they're perfectly fine and living their own life in Europe. But there was a conflict in 2022 (i think) that messed up a lot of things and I believe that's bcuz of me. I think im the cause behind that conflict and problem that completely tore me apart of ppl. And that friend, i have no doubt they left me in 2024 bcuz of that conflict. That's a long and personal story, but summarized: i acted like a nerd and made around or more than 20 people in my generation angry at me. With that many ppl being angry at me, my friends started losing trust in me and I lost trust in ppl. Eventually leading to my bestie finding a nice gap im my defense and leaving me behind like everyone else. There's a lot of things in between that i don't think are suitable to all audiences since there's a lot of bullying and loneliness in it too. And some triggering stuff so that's the summary. And see where did it begun? It begun when I was acting silly and thought I could make someone laugh, but instead made everyone upset. I don't forgive myself for that. Im the cause of it and the reason it happened. Just like Vio, i feel like im too different but failing to change. I feel like im a bad person for completely messing up a whole generation of students. Vio with hos betrayal and I with my conflicts, i relate to his insecurity. I understand how it is to be insecure about yourself.

I gave two major things i relate to him, but there are some minorities like those personality traits and such. Like, with how i always felt different from ppl, relating to someone and finding them similar to me feels fulfilling, that's also a reason why I love him. No doubt we have differences, but it still feels good. I relate to him and that's another reason why I love him. I feel like we would understand each other with these difficulties and problems.

Number 4 - he's pretty

Ehehehe here comes the most simpish and self-indulgent part of my simping lmao >:] Like this is such an underrated thought but lemme live this one okay? Also self-indulgency on peak here so no it shouldn't make sense XD. Tbh when it comes to his appearance that is smth i never before tried to place into words but okay, imma do it for the sake of this ask.

I seriously suggest anyone who isn't fine to listening to someone's simping and inconsistent yapping to completely scroll past this part and just read the title of this part and be satisfied with it lol

(Might use pictures as well but look im cooking this in Samsung Notes and adding pics is messed up buuut i might do it anyways for my own sake lol)

Hmmm, let's see where to start... E Y E S! Okay so like i yapped about this earlier and many times and I can do it again. Dude has way different eyes than original Link and his eyes change sm through the manga that its like crazy. From lively to almost what feels like soulless. I always had theories on this and im not letting go of those lol. And ik that the manga is black and white, but look. We have the covers and places in which he was colored. Am I the only one who looked at the eyes in those pictures?

Eh, heck yeah they have a soul lol. They might've did that for the sake of him being recognizable in the manga, but either way his eyes are just *chef's kiss*. It's like, idk, just the color and the depth and the character of his eyes ksnsldmdk. And then the way they're half lidded and calm, just peaceful and at ease. Relaxed but stern. And then the eyelashes. BRO I AM JEALOUS 🤣 DUDE'S EYELASHES ARE NOT NATURAL BRO!

My sis being jealous of my eyelashes:

🤣🤣🤣 I just had to include this joke im sorry. But like literally my sis is jealous of my eyelashes and then im like.... Have you met Vio? Have you seen Vio's? Literally bro has such long and graceful eyelashes like dude how they're so dosnskndkd- If there's one thing I like about Vio's appearance it's his eyes..... But there's more than one thing :3

*ahem* ..... ✨H A I R✨ Okay like not just the hairstyle it's also it's texture. Remember how i mentioned a while ago how i analysed Vio to the point i can tell what his hair feels like? Eh! That! Ik what would it feel like under touch and I love it sonsisn <<33 But I can say his hairstyle is pretty too. And especially, idk why, when it covers his eye..... Idk why, i just like it :) it's pretty to me and I can't explain that lol...

Next, a detail no doubt ppl don't notice lol,...... His blush.... There is PLENTY of panels in which he blushes (or kinda) and *slams the hand against the table* BRUH! that is like the cutest thing ever.... Himekawa Sensei's art style itself seems to always add few lines of blush just as it is but sometimes it just looks adorable and I don't want to sound too weird but it's cute cute cute- OH ACTUALLY! You know what's cuter on him? His smile :)..... His. Smile. That's. A. Different. Story. Like, we saw him smile only a few times in the manga and it's just *some noises i can't describe* like the iconic cat smile! Or just a grin or even a smirk, it counts too! Whenever he's not being stoic and expressless it's endearing to me :) but the cat smile *more noises* the most precious thing ever, i wish it appeared more...

Uhhhh, next that i just cannot explain cuz idk how to is just.... Like... His whole.... Body, like.... Torso.... Idk...... Idk how to explain, it just..... ✨✨✨..... Really like, idk..... Does it sound weird? I think it does..... ANYWAYS-!

When it comes to his appearance i just like it and I DON'T KNOW HOW TO EXPLAIN IT! "Okay, what do you like about it?" I DON'T KNOW! THAT'S THE PROBLEM! It's just there and that's it like his whole appearance is just good and that's it. Tbh I think that i can't explain it cuz im not that type of a person who can fall in love on sight. Like, i don't understand those girls who see a boy for the first time and immediately crush on him like gurl. You just saw him you didn't even meet him. For me like to love someone to that level i have to get to know them and see if their personality is for me. Like yeah ofc i can compliment someone and say they're pretty or that their hair is good or skin tone or clothes but like actually feeling attraction like..... No.... I gotta first meet him for him to have a chance of being my crush. And im putting an emphasis on "a chance" cuz no i don't fall for anyone. Impress me buddy in some way then you might have that chance of getting on that list. And tbh generally im a person who first has to love the soul and personality, then everything else falls into place. Like if I love how he behaves and his morals and everything, the looks fall into place. If I love the inside, the outside just starts to fit. That's why i don't understand those girls who have a type like: black hair, brownish skin, buff, 6 feet tall etc etc. I literally don't care how does my man look like. If he behaves well if he doesn't do drugs or drink alcohol or smoke or isn't just a bitch, i don't care how he looks like. If he's ready to respect boundaries and be a true gentleman and a truly kind and good person, that's it. That's like how i started liking many fictional characters, and now Vio. Like, yes, he's similar to the other four, but I like his behavior i like his personality his character his intelligence and then boom. He's prettier to me than the rest. The looks fell into place without me even realizing it. I hope that this explanation makes sense lmao.

All in all, his appearance fell into place, it's now freaking pretty to me and that's basically all. I don't want to go and say too sappy and ig cheesy things so imma shut up here when it comes to looks-

*****

Those were all the reasons i could define and explain. There might be more that i either already placed in one of these four categories or just can't place my finger on them lol (or ill just start going ksnozmzozm which is embarrassing). In summary to these whole four parts: he's smart, he's kind, he's gentle, he's insecure and I relate to him and thanks to his character i basically became blind and now call him pretty lmao.

NOW! To answer the actual question: my favorite reason for liking Vio? Well, i never used to favorize reasons when I list them, but I will now for the sake of actually answering this and not using it as just a yap pass lol. Now that I have major and comprehensive reasons listed, i think i can favorize one. And that'd be the way i relate to him as a reason why I like him. It is the reason that probably has the most effect and like the central pillar of everything, but generally finding him relatable makes me like him more and serves as a good reason ig. Look like with irl angst and everything, finding someone opposite gender similar to you is nice to see (even if they're fictional ok idgaf). Sometimes just in this vast world of many different ppl, it's cool to see someone who went through smth similar and who likes things similar to yours and who looks like they'd understand you. Ik that he's fictional but my possibly autistic and definitely crazy mind can solve that without any issues :3 💜

There are so many fictional characters i like, but imma admit and say that thanks to Tumblr my love for Vio is still alive after these few months. I like so many characters from many franchises but Vio is a different kind of like lol. I seriously don't remember obsessing over a character this much and uhhh *ahem*, having.....these thoughts lmao (nah, nothing too crazy dw, joking around lol) Sorry that it took me a while to answer but as smooth as this was to write, i felt too embarrassed to continue or just felt like an idiot for even spending my time on this. It's self enriching, but I'm just like nnghhhh when it comes to writing down my thoughts and sharing it with ppl. It was fun and self enriching and just fulfilling to write all of this, but due to irl past angst i feel SO STUPID for this! Literally overthinking my life decision here (leaning on regretting everything and kdndkmdk-). Imma say one thing that's for sure: no damn way id do this if it wasn't asked. Oh, and also if it was through anon i probably wouldn't have answered. My overthinking wouldn't let me to lol. From what im seeing, other ppl here on Tumblr would be completely fine with writing smth like this, but I just cant. Irl past angst i fucking hate it. If it wasn't asked directly by you, i probably wouldn't have answered, id overthink it too much or just feel completely ashamed or stupid to post a thing like this. As welcoming and accepting ppl here on Tumblr are, i probably shouldn't have this kind of fear and anxiety for expressing my love for a fictional character, but look. Long story short of that one irl past angst: i didn't have a nice experience with admitting that I like a fictional character. Another reason they called me a psycho. Funny, righ?

All in all, this ask was a whole lot fun to write and very satisfying and 100% self indulgent and self enriching, lol. I certainly took my time and im glad you were patient with me. Your ask might've been like that other one that you expected a sentence or two, but no HAHAHA. Thank you sm for this ask. It gives a feeling that I can't describe but is definitely good. <3

Oh yeah and I believe this ask awakened some sort of a demon within me which I surely dunno how to keep in check so ppl send help :)

[dingbatnix]

Scales

So! This is my thing for mermay! I read @baka-monarch 's little prompt thing (and I totally haven't been sitting on this partially-wtitten fic for several years, nope, not at all xD) and decided I needed to write it : D

So, enjoy!

Word count: 3,166

Warnings: small mention of blood, bare skin (cmon it's mermaids) ect.

Each individual muscle was at least three times as big as he was. George had long since lost his journal, but even if he still had it, he didn't think he would have been able to write anything down. He felt too…too in awe to properly note down data and theories as he traversed the alternating slopes of the frankly massive abs.

The mer's laugh, a deep, powerful thing, knocked George off balance. He wobbled, and when the giant began cackling harder at his predicament, finally fell down onto his chest. The brunette flushed, scowling deeply as he planted his hands on tanned flesh and pushed himself to his knees. The ground-shaking laughter of the mer had George's arms too unsteady to rise back upright, though, and he couldn't stop falling. His face burned in embarrassment.

Two massive fingers appeared and plucked up the tail of his brown leather coat, lifting the human into the air and re-settling him onto his feet nearer to the mer's head, on his sternum. The motions of each and every breath was more notable from George's new location, and he had to throw his arms out, again, to keep from tumbling back down to the gradually swelling ground.

George felt the displacement of air as the long, leviathan-like tail of the mer curled up from the roiling ocean waves and came roaring back down with a massive crash of the salty sea spray. He stumbled from the rush of movement that rippled throughout the colossal body underneath his feet, and, with a frown creasing his lips, George decided to settle down, cross legged, so he wouldn't have so many embarrassing moments of unbalance.

"So what's a little human like you got in the books for me today?" The mer's voice rumbled deep beneath George's crossed legs, and the volume of it had his head snapping up to try and meet the mer's eyes.

"Erm," George blanked as he caught the mer's deep, amber gaze. There were little flecks of brown and gold swimming in those pool-sized irises, and George could swear that he saw his own reflection in those dark, mirror-like slit pupils.

He was jolted out of the alluring sight when the mer blinked, eyes lidding halfway as he scrutinized the human in return. A small smile curled at the edges of his lips, wrinkling his short, flattish nose and crinkling up at the corners of the mer’s eyes.

George blinked rapidly, tearing his gaze away from the mer’s face to peer behind himself, at the supposedly bright green fishtail making up the lower half of the giant. Each scale was almost as big as his entire body, and the tail was at least sixty meters long. And, crazily enough, that estimation wasn’t even counting the length of the mer’s torso. All together, George thought the mer was about ninety meters long in total, or about three hundred feet, but he hadn’t found an instrument big enough to measure his full height. Either way, the mer was massive, truly one of the top predators residing in the ocean.

George cleared his throat, remembering that the mer had asked him a question. "Scale composition. But, Dream, I lost my journal. You made me drop it!" He jabbed an accusing finger up at the blond, turning back to glare up at those amused eyes. George wasn’t actually that upset about it, of course, it had been a new, blank journal, and he had dozens of them at home. It was more of the principle of the matter, that he had lost it while visiting the mer. He could not let that become a habit.

The mer let loose another small laugh, bringing a huge, clawed finger nearer to George to gently brush over the biologist's head. Dream's movements were too fast for George to dodge, so he settled for swatting at the pitted skin of the fingertip with a scowl.

"It would have probably helped," Dream murmured, a note of teasing delight coloring his tone. "If you hadn't been oogling me the whole time you were supposed to be 'researching.' You wouldn't have dropped it, then."

The mer was full on grinning, now, a lopsided, snarky thing that exposed his harpoon-sharp fangs to the coastal sunlight. The long, rugged scar bridging across his nose was warped with the expression, and briefly, the brunette wondered what kind of dangers resided under the ocean waves that could give a mer as enormous as Dream a scar.

He flushed again, scowl deepening as he turned his gaze away from the teasing, cheshire grin and instead inspected the distant sand dunes of the beach, far below his seat on the mer’s chest. “Well, it’s not my fault you’re a marvel of scientific discovery,” he murmured, trying to will away the heat he knew was decorating his cheeks.

The body underneath him tensed, and then fingers appeared behind George to pinch the edge of his coat again, plucking him up from his seat without any other warning. George yelped, scrambling for the rapidly receding ground before crossing his arms over his chest, afraid of slipping out of his jacket as he was lifted higher and higher into the air.

Dream moved suddenly, the behemoth rolling over from his back onto his chest, carefully keeping George high above his colossal movements. George held back a displeased whimper, curling his legs up closer to his body as he was dangled and swung dozens of feet above the ground. If he fell, it might not kill him, he’d be landing on sand, after all, but at the very least he would break something important.

He swallowed, trying to distract himself as the immense creature settled down to lay on his front. George’s eyes wandered to the rippling musculature underneath the mer's skin as he moved, and despite himself, a small grin slipped over his lips. It truly was amazing, how a creature as large as Dream was could survive in the ocean. He still wasn’t sure what Dream ate (he hadn’t quite worked up the nerve to ask, the stories of man-eating sirens and mermaids prevalent in his mind) but he was sure the mer had a carnivorous diet.

George was suddenly hurtling down towards the sandy ground at breakneck speeds, and he couldn't help the terrified shout that escaped from his throat. He slammed his eyes shut, a rush of nausea squirming through his gut and crawling up his spine.

The heavy motions surrounding him stopped, and the toes of his dangling converse bumped against something rough. George blinked his eyes open to find an expanse of tanned, leathery skin splayed out beneath his body. He glanced around, finding that it was Dream’s other hand, vast palm upturned against the sand.

Hesitantly, George stretched out his legs and planted his feet against the pliable skin. The fingers pinched around the back of his jacket released, freeing George to move on his own two legs. Around him, the mer's fingers curled inwards, almost closing George in on all sides by massive, column-esque fingers and long stretches of webbed flesh.

George glanced up at Dream’s looming figure, a questioning expression decorating his face. Long, sea-debris tangled blond hair tumbled down over the mer's shoulders and framed his fine cheekbones. A sharp smile decorated his lips, flashing pointed fangs against the midday light. The hand that had held the human had moved away to prop itself underneath the mer's chin, and the huge, webbed fins on the side of his head where ears would be on a human were twitching in unison.

In the distance behind the looming slope of the mer's shoulders, George could see the lemon yellow shine of Dream's colossal tail as it flicked up to what seemed like hundreds of feet into the air. The vast, sail-like fin tipping the end of the immense appendage flexed casually against the sky, blotting out the sun in the brief few moments it hung in the air. Then, it fell, and there was a far-off boom as it crashed back down into the ocean waves, one that George could feel in his very core.

It was always very humbling to be in the presence of a creature so massive that a wayward breath or an unthinking movement could have you dead, with very little thought or consequence to the behemoth before you. It was even more humbling when every ounce of said leviathan in question's attention was solely focused on you, and you alone, fully in-tune with each potentially devastating movement so as not to injure or even frighten you.

Dream’s grin widened, expression nearly glittering with the sheer amount of delight as he gazed down at him, the miniscule, insignificant human resting in the center of his enormous palm. His claw tipped fingers twitched, casting a brief shadow over George’s form.

“You think I’m a marvel, Goggy?” The mer asked, tilting his head ever-so-slightly to the side. His pupils, sharp slits against the amber of his irises, dilated, growing wide enough that George actually could see his own reflection. His cheeks were dark with a bright, fiery blush at the moment.

"What I think is that you're an idiot," the brunette griped, looking down as he adjusted the lapels of his leather jacket, attempting to hide the ever-deepening flush he knew was spreading. He was sure his ears were red, but he could probably just pass that off as a sunburn if he was asked.

A wheezy laugh escaped from the mer’s colossal lungs, reverberating all the way through the sand underneath them both as the warm, salty breath brushed over George, flattening his hair against his forehead. He wrinkled his nose at the sharp scent and shot a glare up at the blond, coughing meaningfully.

“I mean, I’m at least better than any of the other mers.” Dream rolled his eyes skywards, a frown twisting at his lips. “There’s so much drama nowadays, and some of those kids…” The mer let out a small, surly rumble, nose wrinkling as he grimaced.

The biologist perked up, interest immediately piqued. “There are other mers?"

Dream chuckled. "Yeah, there's a few here and there. You wouldn't want to meet them, though. They're not nearly as nice as I am.” George frowned at the implications of that statement, but decided not to pursue that train of conversation. Instead, he leaned to the side, trying to peer over Dream’s shoulder at the long, flicking tail that trailed for hundreds of feet behind him.

“Mhm. I want to examine your scales.” The human declared abruptly, planting a hand on his hip and pointing over the mer's shoulder. The blond frowned, shooting a quick glance behind himself, past the jagged sail that trailed from his lower back all the way down to about mid tail, to the glittering scales that decorated the appendage itself. They looked just fine, he didn’t know why George even wanted to inspect them. With a pout spanned across his face, he turned back to the little human, brows furrowed.

“But you don't even have your little writing book! C’mon, I just got comfortable,” he whined, ear frills flicking back against his huge skull.

“I don't care! Let me look at them anyway!” George demanded, crossing his arms and puffing his chest out. He cocked his hips, shooting his most petulant expression up at the massive mer. Dream’s pupils rounded out just a little bit more at the human’s actions, and he caved with an exasperated, drawn out sigh.

“Okay, okay, jeez, don't get your fins in a twist. Er. Legs? Hm. That expression doesn’t really work with humans, huh…” Dream trailed off, tilting his head at George for a long moment before his ear fins flickered out in a form of dismissal.

Heaving out a world-weary groan, the leviathan pushed himself upwards with his free hand. The platform of flesh underneath George’s feet moved, suddenly, and he had to drop down to his knees rather quickly unless he wanted to tumble down in an undignified heap. The hand was brought close to the mer’s chest as he rolled over and tried to settle comfortably onto his backside.

Once comfortable, Dream brought his hand down to about mid-tail length, folding over on himself and propping his free elbow on his own tail to lean his head against.

George scooted to the edge of the mer’s palm and hopped down with a small grunt. He nearly slipped when he made contact with the bright scutes and had to lunge back to grab onto the side of the mer’s hand. Dream’s scales, while crusted with beach sand, were still slick with a thin coating of seawater and a protective mucus. George was honestly surprised that Dream’s scales had as much of a slime coat as they did. He would have figured the mer to be more akin to a shark, or some other cartilaginous fish.

He crouched, after he had regained his balance, running a hand over one of the huge, curtain-sized scutes. “You have ctenoid scales,” George murmured, dropping to his knees to peer more closely at the overlapping plates.

“What does that mean?” Dream asked, hunching over just a little bit more to squint at George as the human ran his hands over the edge of one of the scales.

“It means that there are ridges along the edge of each scale. Like tiny teeth.” George paused for a moment, contemplating as he plucked his fingers against the prickly edge of the scale. If he wanted to, he could probably wedge his whole hand underneath the plate of what was probably some mix of collagen and dentine. He was tempted to try, to see how far his hand would go, but he wasn't going to risk it, on the off chance that something bad happened.

"What color did you say your scales were, again?" He inquired, glancing up at the looming shape of Dream’s head and torso. The mer’s eyebrows quirked, and one of his ear fins perked curiously.

“Like a yellowy-green. Can you really not tell? Is that a human thing?" He squinted, gaze searching as if he could see George’s eyes from the distance between them. Maybe he could, George wasn’t sure. He hadn’t gotten around to testing how good Dream’s eyesight was, and how well they worked above and below water.

Regardless, he shook his head. “No, I'm just colorblind. It’s a fairly common thing for people to have, but not all of us do.”

“Oh? Can you not….how does that work? Do colors not exist? How do you see?” A startled snort escaped from the brunette's lips at the mer’s question, and he grinned up at the blond.

“I can still see, you dumbass. I’m not blind. I just can't see red or green, and any colors that have them only look like the other color.” George rolled his eyes, turning his attention back to the plates beneath his legs. “For example, you say your scales are green, but they just look bright yellow to me.”

“Huh,” Dream hummed contemplatively as he readjusted the arm his chin was propped on. The position he was in looked uncomfortable, but George wasn’t going to question it. While the mer was still a vertebrate, he probably had to be very flexible for life in the ocean.

He should ask Dream how many bones most mers had, actually. He might know.

George dropped his eyes back down to the mer’s scales, vaguely wishing that he still had some sort of writing instrument on hand. “These really are fascinating…” The human murmured, poking at one of the overlapping ledges with inquisitive fingers. Did the mer shed, like some kinds of fish and most reptiles did? He’d have to ask sometime, preferably when he had a journal on his person.

“Here, do you want one?” The mer abruptly asked, raising a hand and pointing at one of the bright scales. George pulled a face and shook his head, but the mer was already in motion.

“No, wait–” But Dream already had a claw prying underneath one of his scales, pinching it between two massive fingertips and working it out of the overlap from the surrounding plates. George shot to his feet in an attempt to try and stop Dream, but it was already too late. The muscles underneath George’s feet twitched when the scale was yanked from its cradle, and he threw his arms out for what seemed to be the millionth time that day, unwilling to lose his footing again.

Dream suddenly pushed the scale against George's chest, shoving the human backwards more than a couple of steps. It was almost as tall and twice as wide as the human was, and he had to scramble to grab it before Dream bowled him over.

“Dream!” He snapped, scowling as the mer’s huge hand slid away. The mer laughed, grinning brightly down at George. The human’s scowl deepened, and he rolled his eyes, turning his attention to the large scale he now held in his hands. He was surprised to find that it wasn't as heavy as he thought it would be. It only weighed about as much as a small paddle board, about four or five kilograms.

“Dream, where am I going to put this? It's bigger than I am!” George exclaimed, holding it out as far as he could so that he could examine it. Large globs of blood dotted the anterior end of the scale, slowly beading down as the gravity took the weight of the ichor. George grimaced in disgust, holding the sizeable plate further away from himself for a different reason this time. He shot a look up towards Dream, face twisted.

“Didn’t that hurt?” From what he could see, the spot where Dream had plucked the scale from was also bleeding, dark liquid swelling up from the bed of skin underneath the scales. Was it like plucking a hair from your head? Or did it feel like ripping out a fingernail? George wanted to know, but the mer only laughed, avoiding the human’s question and insisting that George keep the scale, as a souvenir until his next visit to the beach.

They devolved into pointless bickering until the sky started to grow dark with heavy clouds, and the wind picked up. At that point, George decided he needed to head home, before the storm properly began. Dream had agreed, saying that it was unpleasant to be near dry land during particularly bad storms. They bid each other goodbye for the day, and each headed their separate ways, Dream sliding back under the crashing waves of the ocean, and George walking back towards the city.

George did end up carrying the scale home with him, even though he had to fight against the growing strength of the wind to keep a good hold on it. He still didn’t know where he was going to put it, though.

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[blackjackkent]

I like to think I'm becoming the local cryptid at this bar.

Shows up semi-regularly, stays all evening, sings with every bit of skill in her body like her life depends in it, talks to no one, drinks enough to get unsteady on her feet, tips extremely well, leaves silently. XD

[oldinmagroin-resurrected]

So happy I've started to rebuild my collection, feels good to be able to have some back and enjoy myself again.

[quirinah]

how do you get your colors to look so nice and your lineart so red and vibrant? i love it

omg anon thank you!! 😭 im going 2 be honest I am Not Great with color theory... but i like having my sketch pages look cohesive to me...

BUCKLE UP this is going to need a readmore bc i like talking.

I always sketch in neon colors it's a habit i picked up from an old teacher but I'll think of a color usually on a whim and draw with that. and then if i want to draw something else ill pick another color that i think goes well with the page. usually most of my color schemes r analogous (colors right next to each other on the wheel)

yanked this from recent dunmesh post; i kept most of my colors within the pink/red/orange range.

i wouldn't recommend doing everything in monochrome or analogous palettes though because it's sort of a guilty crutch of mine XD.

sometimes when im coloring ill change the layer mode of the sketch. color burn gets you either very very bright or very very deep colors depending on the color of the flats underneath. multiply and linear burn do the same thing but they're a lot tamer and generally always return darker colors. im sure there's some technical bits behind this though. ill either color my lineart afterward to compliment the color of the flats, leave it as is, or mess with layer modes if i feel like it. my favorite trick is color burn + linear burn + some combination of two lineart layers and just fiddling until i get a nice burn effect.

mithrun was done with crimson red on color burn.

coloring... like 999% of this is relative color which is like. kind of the idea that colors look different when placed next to each other. if you eyeball it a bit it's pretty noticeable.

what i used to do a bit ago was i would fill in the area i wanted to color with one big mask of color, make a new layer that has a clipping mask down to the flat layer of color, and then draw my actual flat colors. the color of the mask helped me pick my flat colors bc if I picked a color i think stood out too much next to the mask i could kind of just adjust it until it looked a little more cohesive.

old ish drawing next 2 a canon reference. i ignore local color a lot...mea culpa....but my overall color palette here was a light pink, so the shirt here is actually a desaturated pink? or violet i believe. if you shift sort of that purple color far enough into the gray area of your color wheel it can take on a blueish or even greenish hue. it being next to a lot of warm pinks/fuschias helps.

a neat thing that kind of helps is that if you desaturate or saturate certain colors they can kind of take on a certain hue? not sure if this makes sense. sort of how orange here turns tealish blue the grayer it gets. so if im drawing something that's predominantly orange and i have a blue color i can just take an orange color and desaturate it until i get a color that sort of looks like blue. and that way it kind of looks more harmonious? at least to me XD

shading. i don't apply serious lighting to a lot of my drawings, but a helpful bit is that the shadows tend to be the opposite of whatever color the lighting is? i try to think first about the "mood" or the main color i want to go for in the drawing and then i pick a shadow color opposite of that. so for here, i wanted the lighting to be a coolish magenta so the shadows r lime green. if there's anything off i fiddle around until i get something i like. the shadows on the skin here were too green initially so i shifted them a little more orange.

there's a "band" of color going on between the transition of the shadows to the light. generally this could be for a lot of reasons and i tend to use it differently (core shadow? overexposure? etc etc). but this is a color post so ill try not to go too off track.

but generally digital doesn't "mix" colors the same way traditional colors do if you use RGB (cmyk is a bit better with this but is kind of a pain to get used to), so to make blending a little less muddy, i sometimes add an intermediate color to smooth things out a little. for example, mixing digitally blue n yellow tends to get you gray, but generally, blue + yellow makes green, so if im making a blue->yellow transition ill slap some green color in the middle so it flows a little better.

I do a lot more cel shading nowadays. if you've been on here for a while earlier this year i have another style of coloring but it's not really accurate to how shadows really work so i wouldn't recommend looking at it. it's mostly to add zest and texture to the underlying flat colors.

coloring your lineart does a TON to helping your colors look vibrant, though its like the garnish on a dish to me (same with shadows). i think it's good to try and play with your flat colors and try to make sure those look in order first before adding flourishes. usually ill leave it a dark, saturated color that again matches my overall palette but sometimes i go in and color them by alpha locking my lineart layer and picking a color that matches the flat colors underneath? not sure how to explain it properly.

i used a darkish purple for shuro's ponytail to match the dull red of the flat colors (more relative color! trying to simulate a black/brown while keeping the pink palette there) but a lighter crimson for laios's blond. the light was this super intense like blush pink so i thought it might be cool to add this neon salmon red in the areas of that light to really give off that vibe of a very bright intense rim light.

sometimes you could also tweak with gradient maps or color balance, which adjusts hue based on how light or dark a color is. these r fun to mess with as a final touch but i need to watch using them because they can become crutches real fast XD but those are also just tools to help you. in the end just developing a good sense of how color works and how you want to use it is the best place to start.

LONGASS ramble but yeah. tldr just kind of train ur eye for color and look at what you like best. which is unhelpful and a little sucky but it really is just observation and practice and maybe some personal zest.

happy drawing!

[the-star-and-the-smols]

STIMMING STIMMING STIMMING STIMMING

[10hourshift]

girl...

Ramble in tags srry

[heliosynchronisity]

them,, , 🥺

[greennoobartist]

I recently found out that I have a weird habit of practically vibrating whenever im happy

It's pretty silly idk but it happened few times and now i connected the dots :)

Random yapping ⬇️

BEHOLD!! THE TOP LEVEL OF THE FOUR SWORDS DISEASE!!

Ya guys have no idea how fucking happy i am with this nskskskskke My first and favorite Zelda manga and now I can hold it in my hands ughhhh Big thanks to my uncle who gave me the gift card to the bookstore to buy this sknskskskksks 😭

I already read TWO versions of this manga and this is the third!! Sksnksnskekek (technically) But now just holding it in my hands and my family is fine with me buying this dkenskmslsk Literally been hugging it ever since I took it in my hands sksnksksks (even now while typing this lol)

Plus it's the legendary edition so i got both parts and the additions sksnsoskkdk Now i can finally hold this manga in my hands rather than reading it on my phone dksnosksos 😭<3 (btw im that type of a person who'd rather pay no matter how much just to read a book in printed version rather than online if possible :3)

Now i can enjoy the panels of my boyos now in my hands :3

VIIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOO- 💜💜💜💜 (omg the panels are in such good quality rather than their online versions dksnodksksk)

I have many thoughts on this panel haha 😃

Uhhh... I think I had other stuff to share but now i forgot haha... I actually dunno what else i wanted to say.....

(Oh God spare with me buying this book was a mistake for my mental health.... Ig now we all suffer with the power i was given XD)

[unproduciblesmackdown]

billions could only have a gay man, who was married, and died by the end of that season; only deal with taylor's upending of presumed cishettery by having everyone who's not terrible be automatically down without putting some crisis about it on them, as the better approach to trying to have people talk about it (true, certainly in this case); extent of its room for rian's latent nonbinariness being "never wearing skirts/dresses, always wearing makeup though"....all that is to say, even with neither of them allowed to be "truly" cishet, b/c that's the rewarded realm for superior people, billions could never do winstuk. but they could be kissing right now