#it's such a fun game hehehehehe

[teddybeartoji]

i found a death stranding easter egg in hsr yesterday and it made me so fucking happy oh my god i miss that game i love being an errand boy sm

[chibishortdeath]

I love making Simon my personal dress up doll <3

These are a bit old now, it’s been in drafts for a while cause I forgot about it, but eh.

Random explanations under a cut for funsies—

First one is pretty standard Simon fit stuff, belts armor, a tank top, boots with the fur, etc. Inspo mostly came from just looking at random pictures of belts on Pinterest and finding one with a cool like flail head on it! Which is just neat in general, I’d imagine Simon would probably find it convenient to have the different end attachments for the whip to be easily switched out, so yeahg sure he’s got it on his belt now lol. I tried looking through my boards to find the belt image but I think it may have gotten deleted :(

This one is an outfit I ran into that said “draw ” thing, also saw it on Pinterest, but it took a bit to track down the original artist of it: the artist is “ HEAVEN . “ on Pinterest, also @/luffydguzzler on Twitter. Hopefully drawing Simon and not one of my OCs in this outfit was alright, unfortunately when I ran into the post it was from someone on Pinterest who straight up stole the artwork (;_; ). That being said, if I find out that this is against any boundaries at all, I will take this drawing down. But related to the art itself, I drew him in it because the outfit ratio fit him perfectly. Tight shirt, something on the lower arms, midriff showing, tiny skirt, belts, furry chunky boots— these are all combinations he’s had in his designs before. :3

This one I also just saw a little caplet thingy on Pinterest and went “wow he’d look cute in that” and yeahg. I actually have a Pinterest board that’s entirely for random clothing I think he’d wear! Which is such a uh very normal about a character thing to have 💀.

He’s working out— POV you are Simon’s sparring partner (he’s very happy about it) (also you’re about to get kicked you might wanna block tha— oh no eee— on your left— ooo aaa oof yowch yikes—). Anyway I feel like I made his head a little awkwardly small in this hmmm. Either that or I took the photo of it at a weird angle. But yeah now you have seen Simon with leg warmers, you’re welcome!!!

[charterandbarter]

"To duel is to die, Daichi Misawa. If you can't take that, then run while you still can. Because you shouldn't be dueling at all."

Many thanks to @cardbored-box for their AMAZING depiction of my oc, Shion Shizuki, from my YGO GX fic Highlander Clause! Thank you for taking my commission!

Oh, Shion. He's just one guy trying to do the right thing. This is surprisingly difficult when god's a gamer and you're getting blasted by the existential horror of the isekai genre. TFW you think 'I need an adult. oh my god. I'm the adult. ' and you gotta grow up *again*. But these other kids are growing up with you, too. In fact, they're growing up for the first time in their lives.

What else can you do, but try to help them?

Save him, Gren Maju. Save him from this destiny bullshit. Save him from the Heart of the Cards. And--though it may feel impossible- please save him from himself. God knows no one else will.

Yet.

[preattychilll]

Stray OC's are so cool!!! <3 "WE LOVE AMPHI!!!" We all yell in unison, hehehe, WOOOOOO!!!!!!! ☆☆☆ I'm picking up editing again, and I think this is a great way to start it all off!!! ♡ [ Credits! ] OC :: Amphi!☆ Art & OC Credit ::  @isoputer AC :: @/alxnvs ((YT)) Song :: Écoute chérie - Vendredi sur Mer

[papenniesandbentoboxes]

Here are my photos for the cosplay contest! I had so much fun putting all of this together. Anyway, enjoy!

[shepcdr]

for my bday. everyone (YOU 🫵) should play m.ass e.ffect!

[wonderbuster]

Mutuals I triple-dog-DARE ya to >:]]

[anticidic]

hello! if it’s not to late to ask and if it hasn’t already been asked for, number 6 + ssk?

#6: Sweet Nothing — Calvin Harris (ft. Florence Welch)

So I'll put my faith in something unknown I'm living on such sweet nothing But I'm tired of hope with nothing to hold I'm living on such sweet nothing And it's hard to learn And it's hard to love When you're giving me such sweet nothing Sweet nothing, sweet nothing You're giving me such sweet nothing

(a lil suggestive, but it's just Dazai stealing a kiss)

Ten minutes until detonation…

“Y’know, you’re a real idiot sometimes,” Chuuya said in between breaths. “We had the enemy cornered and we were down to the last handful, and…you decided blowing them up was the way to go?!”

Dazai could feel the scowl boring into the back of his head. It had been confirmed when he peered over his shoulder to see Chuuya not just glaring but reaching out now and then to try to grab ahold of Dazai’s wrists sprinting away from him.

It became a game of cat-and-mouse. Not just against time and the total annihilation of their enemy. But with each other.

“You’re slower than I remember you being, Chuuu-uuuya,” Dazai laughed breathlessly. Almost maniacally. The adrenaline in his veins was intoxicating and he couldn’t shake the high that thrummed through his bones. He skidded to a halt around a sharp corner, the wind behind him picking up and lashing at his coat that hung on for dear life. Another grab and a miss. Under the breath, he caught a faint goddammit snarled through teeth.

“Easy for you to say when I was doing all the work!” Chuuya shouted. He sped around the corner and grabbed onto his hat to keep it from flying off. “You better know your way out of here, or I swear I’ll kill you before the bomb goes off.”

Suddenly stopping, Dazai put a finger to his mouth and waited. Their loud footsteps barreling down the warehouse were cut short by a robotic voice that filtered through the halls.

Eight minutes remaining…

Perfect. More than enough time for them to get out of there before the place was blown to smithereens and completely wiped off the face of Yokohama’s business district. Another job well done, Dazai thought, and he’d pat himself on the back for his brilliant idea when they got back to headquarters to fill out their reports.

He would not tell Chuuya that the remote in his pocket was also capable of stopping the detonation sequence. It was…more fun this way. Dazai’s blood boiled something fierce and for once, he could confidently say that he felt alive being chased by the only one who could make him feel such a way.

Maybe the bomb had a little to do with it. It upped the stakes. Chuuya otherwise wouldn’t have been as hellbent on tailing after Dazai without that threat looming over them. He saw Chuuya’s hands flex into fists and relax multiple times. That hardened gaze iced over, and he was an arm’s length away. In the blink of an eye, he could probably grab Dazai by the collar.

And Dazai would let him.

“We’re almost at the exit. What’re you so worried about, anyway? It’s not the first time you’ve come close to dying.”

Chuuya stepped closer and jabbed Dazai in the chest with a finger. “I’m not looking to die because of you. As usual. Everything had been perfectly under control, and I was about to crush the last of them until you decided to interrupt by getting in my way and announcing to everyone that you’re blowing the whole damn place up!”

“I need to keep you on your toes,” Dazai said with a glimmer of mischief and took off again. This time, he snatched Chuuya by the wrist and they ran down a lonely hall with bright lights dangling above them—swaying side-to-side from the quakes that shook the foundation. He felt it in the ground too, shockwaves rippling through the concrete with every step, and heard something crumble to dust in the distance.

Their enemy wouldn’t just be blown to pieces. They’d be buried six feet under.

“Let go of me! You’re dragging me around like I’m some kinda ragdoll!”

“But you’re starting to slow down. If you slow down too much, you’ll be buried here with the rest of them, and then what?” Dazai shot a look over his shoulder again and smiled lightly. He could barely see Chuuya, who danced in his vision between covered and uncovered eye. “Do you know how much paperwork I’ll be forced to do trying to explain what happened to you? I’d rather not hear whatever Mori-san has to say.”

Three minutes…

Digging his feet in, Chuuya yanked back against Dazai’s pull, making them almost collide with one another. Blinking owlishly, Dazai regained his composure and let go. They stood beneath a light that beat down on them uncomfortably, and Dazai wanted to shield his eyes from the sight. Even without looking directly at it, it felt like he was staring into the sun.

“That’ll be you, because you look like you’re about to pass out from running so much.” Chuuya pointed at Dazai’s reddened face as quiet panting filled the air. “This’s probably the most exercise your lazy ass’s gotten lately. If you pass out on me, I’ll have to haul your ass back. Don’t make me do it.”

Taking a deep breath to loosen his nerves—and resist the urge to wipe at the sweat forming at his hairline—Dazai stepped closer and spun in a circle around Chuuya, coat billowing with every performative step until he stopped, and they came face-to-face. He leaned in a little with his hands at his sides, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. “We’re about to die in…two or less minutes, Chuuya. Is that all you have to say? I thought you’d be more afraid, but I’m disappointed more than anything that you look like you just want to punch me.”

“I have nothing to be scared of,” Chuuya said with a scoff and narrowed his eyes. “But I have a lot that I hate right now.”

In a flash, Dazai pushed Chuuya against the wall, their faces dangerously close. His eyes shifted between Chuuya’s burning glare and his lips, which twisted into an annoyed frown. Unlike Dazai who was reveling in the close few seconds they shared almost touching and all alone, Chuuya looked ready to shove him away.

And Dazai wasn’t about to let that happen yet. He swooped in and their lips connected. But just as the dare in his veins spurred him to take another thing from Chuuya like all the other times he had taken a piece of Chuuya since they became partners three years ago, he pulled away and licked the corner of his mouth.

Chuuya’s eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to say something, but Dazai shushed him and grabbed his wrist again.

“You won’t be able to keep hating me if we’re dead. Hating me means you’re alive and human.” Dazai spun around and continued down the path. “So long as you keep hating me, it proves that you’re human, Chuuya! Humans die, but it’s not your time. For either of us.”

One minute…

Together, they pushed through the doors leading outside to the harbor. A cold gust full of salt rushed in past them. Through their hair. Through their clothes.

Spotify Ask Game!

[sentfromwolves]

◈—⌈ character voice tag game ⌋

Rules: Rewrite the line of dialogue from the person who tagged you into the voice of your OC’s! (You can include a short beat of action to help establish character if you want.) Pass on the tag with a new line of dialogue.

Thank you so much for the tag, @sunset-a-story!! I love this concept and this idea and I'm excited to try it out hehe. I'll be doing this for the hbabl cast! my prompt is "I need help."

◈—« NEMESIS »

Nemesis laughed, a jackal sound, bitter at the edges, sour with self-hate. "Listen," he spat, a dog backed into a corner, baring its teeth because it didn't know how to do anything else, "I'm not asking because I want to. I'm asking because I have no other choice. And I won't say it again—so just help me." His voice smoked at the edges, snuffing out to something rawer. Something far more vulnerable, something young beyond belief. "Please."

◈—« JUDGE »

Judge rolled his cheek into the palm of their hand, nuzzling animal and rough. Blood smeared across his cheek, his neck. "I'll follow you wherever you go," he said, the rich, dark umber of his voice ragged and raw, "but I need you to lead the way for me first."

◈—« HALLIDAY »

Halliday made a bruised sound in the back of his throat, one first curled at his nape, fingers massaging up into the tangled mess of his hair. "I would do it on my own," he admitted, "I would—I tried to, but I can't. I'm sorry." He smiled despite the shame in his eyes. "I'm sorry."

◈—« DESMOND »

Desmond laughed, the sound razored and baleful. It mutilated itself with contempt. In the half-light, he looked nearly animal. Some creature you ran from, for fear of what its teeth could do. "God does not want me," he spat, "God does not care. I bruised my knees for him for two hundred years—and he does not care!" Another peel of laughter, shattered at the edges by a deeper, anguished noise. "All I have is this," he said, "All I have is right here. All I have is you. And what will you do? Why would you care? Even if I—" he cut himself off, but the prayer in his eyes was plain to see. Not a prayer to god at all, but you.

OK THIS WAS ACTUALLY SO HARD LMAO for a moment I wanted to just write Desmond laughing maniacally and then leaping off a cliff because he's. something else. and I wrote this prompt for him with a specific post-HBABL mindset. but I actually love this challenge, and it 100% was challenging!

I'll tag: @tananaphone @juls-writes @awritingcaitlin @turnips-creates @maddstermind @k-v-briarwood @loopyhoopywrites @forthesanityofstorytellers @interroblog @lunafiorewrites @lorenfinch @littleladymab @akiwitch @picrosswrites @crwn-nrth and anyone else who wants to do this game!

Your prompt is: You betrayed me.

>:3333 LETS GOOOO

[chibishortdeath]

Oh what seven years can do…

[ritard4ndo]

finally got one of my friends into ace attorney which is GREAT except she plays with my switch since I have the games so now we have to negotiate terms like we’re divorced parents arguing over child custody since I’m still in the middle of tgaac

[positivelyghastly]

10 TV Shows

@ramblingoak tagged me to post gifs of my top 10 TV shows without naming them, here we go! :) :)

I’ll tag @nocturnal-birb @kissingghouls and @angellayercake as well as anyone else who wants to join in!

[mossy-paws]

MAY I, STAND UNSHAKEN, ADMIST, ADMIST A CRASH OF WORLDS?

just copying that one other person from the previous ask, Seems like a fun game to just ask random lyrics and try and see you figure them out!

did I hear a thunder… did I hear you break, I can’t quite remember just what guided me this way.

[edgarallanpoestan]

sticks

im working on it kark i just woke up

[oblivions-dawn]

1 and 11 [smug emoji] forrr both serana and viggy :3333

SMUG EMOTE. TEEHEE.

✑ Are they associated with a certain color? What color do they wear the most?

OH MY FRIEND. MY FRIEND. YOU HAVE ACTIVATED MY TRAP CARD. Vigdis wears very neutral colours. Armour isn't very fancy currently, crafted from fabrics and leathers and furs, very much homemade. [Will this change in the future . . . mayhaps]. But the COLOUR she's associated with the most? Ice-blue. Not only is this the colour of her eyes, but it is also a very cold colour, which matches her personality. Serana wears very dark colours, charcoal and dusty rose and black and red. I associate her the most with her eyes, with that beautiful persimmon colour, which is warm. She is an exact and stark opposite to Vigdis. I bring up their eyes and their colours so much and so often because there's MEANING behind them. While this was at first an unintentional choice, I've leaned so hard into it because it's just. Part of their theme at this point. They play so much into blue and orange, sun and moon, hot and cold, fire and ice. But despite this . . . they are more similar than they are different. UGH I'm obsessed. I'm SO OBSESSED. YOU KNOW I'M OBSESSED YOU'VE HEARD ME RANT ABOUT THESE IDIOTS AKLJLDKGJKLDJGKLDFGJ

✑ What do they have in common with you? How are they different? Would you get along with them?

Oh I would most definitely get along with Serana. She's sarcastic, curious, funny, caring--I could go on and on. I've experienced life similarly to her in some ways, so I think we would bond very well over that. We were raised differently, but I still very much understand her struggle. Vigdis, on the other hand . . . of course she has things in common with me. I gave her anger, trauma, an aquiline nose, a long torso, bushy brows, even her hatred towards others and a need for revenge, to a certain degree. Because I think I'm like Serana, Vigdis would find me annoying and naïve. But I'm also much angrier at the world, my fuse is shorter, my temper fiery. I would hope that Vigdis would see herself in me as much as I see myself in her. Given enough time, I think we would get along, too.

[drunk-poets-society]

COD mobile is so fun I just went from a rookie I to Elite I in a ranked match hehehehe