#my brain does weird stuff

[lucy-hp]

I always feel weird when I am.going to see an artist on stage but I keep listening to someone else.

Case in point for today : seeing Taemin but listening to SF9

[sky-scribbles]

So there were some things I had to cut out of my book on aro & ace -ness for various reasons. Mostly, I had to trim it so it'd fit into a lower price range, but sometimes... I had to sigh heavily and admit that something was just too self-indulgent and it had to go.

These included:

A study of some historical figures whom I think might have been ace or aro (not to 'claim' anyone as aspec - we have no idea how people from the past might identify today - but I think it's important for us to remember that historical figures should not be considered straight by default, and that their lives shouldn't be painted as tragic if they didn't have a partner.)

In particular I got very annoyed with adaptations of certain historical figures' lives that write in romances that never existed, as if their lives are uninteresting unless you shove romantic love in there

A couple of thousand words yelling about how groundbreaking Critical Role's ace and aro characters are (this one PAINED me to remove)

A rambling diversion into animals that breed cooperatively and how they disprove the dumbass narrative that 'the sex drive trumps everything so being ace is obviously ~unnatural~'

A bunch of other stuff where I had to look myself in the eye and say 'Sky. I know this is fun. But is this relevant. Is this necessary.' Alas it was not.

Anyway it makes me very sad that I couldn't include this stuff, and the upshot is: I'm starting a free Medium blog (EDIT: formerly on substack but moved for Reasons) so I have a place where I can yell about everything I couldn't fit in the book. I'll probably use it to yell about general aspec & pop culture things in general!

I'd love to to have you if you're interested in my aspec gushings <3

(Book available for pre-order here & here)

[im-kinno-hello]

and if i made a comic about them making a blog for the weird demon dog they found in the woods just because they are being brainwashed by it and it told them they need to spread the word of what word they don’t even fucking know?

[morninkim]

As a show of good faith toward the remaining Decepticons at the beginning of a new, united Cybertron, newly appointed Senators Bumblebee and Soundwave allowed Shatter and Dropkick to enlist into Autobot City's Defense Team.

These two turned out to be... not the best choices.

The city may have fallen to Insurgent Decepticon occupation had it not been for young recruits Hot Rod and Arcee's accidental interception of Shatter's communication with the fugitive Starscream.

To replace the errant Defense Team members, Springer and Blurr were reassigned from Iacon to Autobot City in their stead.

[sukugo]

sukuna and gojo use binding vows for sex, taking things like orgasm denials or touch deprivation steps further, where the other is contractually bound to not be able to do certain things, like touch themselves or touch the other etc etc 

one such instance being a vow where gojo has a vibrator up his ass, but he can't touch himself or remove it, until sukuna specifically, pulls it out.  

he keeps the vibe in throughout the day, with sukuna controlling it remotely, even as they both go throughout their separate days.  

gojo goes to have his usual breakfast, and meets yuuji at the dining room, they greet and sit next to each other. yuuji is, as always, energetic and excited to see him 

they make conversation, until gojo gives a jolt and starts twitching and huffing. sukuna has turned the vibrator up all the way. yuuji worries and panics and asks him what's wrong. gojo gives a breathy laugh and reassures him. he motions low and tells yuuji about the vibrator inside him, through sudden jolts and soft whimpers.  

satoru complains about it, and yuuji advices to remove it or go and take care of himself.  

except gojo states that he can’t and yuuji puzzles.  

"it's... a pact—mmh!" 

"a pact???" yuuji's voice rises in volume, but he visibly calms, shoulders dropping into a fond sigh. "sensei, you really are..." that's all he can manage to say. reprimand is useless. gojo likes it, yuuji is well aware, he is enjoying every second of this, even as he complains.  

gojo gives a few odd jolts, undoubtedly an odd pattern of intensity from the vibe, yuuji can guess. sudden irregular ups and downs that are not taken well by the man.  

satoru clicks his tongue. "what is that guy doing?" he actually looks irritated for a moment—a look yuuji doesn’t get to see often—until it’s broken with a sigh and his pleased, calm demeanor returns, mimicking the soft waves of pleasure across his thighs. 

still, yuuji can see his hands crumpled at his sides, undoubtedly wishing to use them.  

that's when satoru perks flares up all of a sudden.  

"actually, yuuji,” he turns to look at him, grinning. “you can help me" he opens his legs and lifts the edges of his kimono, his dick peeking out the fabric. yuuji gulps at the sight. satoru motions to it, giving yuuji a wordless look. yuuji hesitates for a moment, but complies, taking his hand to the cock, and starts stroking. 

satoru crumbles under the touch, immediately breathing out his nose and muffling moans. he leans into yuuji, wrapping an arm around his shoulders, fingers clasped in yuuji's kimono, nuzzling into his hair and whining in his ear.  

satoru's sounds fluctuate in pitch and volume, making it known when his vibe's gotten stronger. yuuji keeps his pace and satoru spills in his hand. he twitches and sighs, soft breaths against yuuji's flushed ear. 

yuuji stares at the cum in his hand.  

"you can wipe it on me,” satoru tells him with a breath that's calmed much too fast. “my clothes are already soiled anyways". and yuuji feels bad for it, but he obeys nonetheless.  

satoru takes a hand to yuuji's chin and turns his face to him and gives him a kiss. short and sweet.  

"as a reward." he smiles at yuuji. the boy surprises but takes it happily, cheeks warm and eyes softened, albeit a bit timidly. a tinge of disappointment colors the edges of his face. 

"you want more?" satoru brings his face to yuuji's again. the vibrations have reached a slight plateau, so his voice is steadier.  

yuuji’s face widens a bit, but he nervously chuckles, pulling back from gojo's face. "no, it's alright," he lies. "i don't want sukuna to kill me" 

but satoru’s already pulling into him, breathing into his lips. "i won't let him <3"

"that's...actually reassuring......" yuuji’s eyes flutter shut as satoru's lips meet his again.  

and with that, they're kissing and slowly the vibrations and gojo’s twitching start again. satoru moves atop yuuji's lap to straddle him, and while they kiss, yuuji takes his hand between them and jerks him off again. satoru moans and gasps into his mouth, each jolt mirroring the pulses against his prostate.  

they separate for gojo to bury his face in yuuji's shoulders, arms hugging his neck. he humps into yuuji's hand until he comes against him again. 

he pants and huffs atop the boy, catching his breath. yuuji's gentle arms hold him, fingers rubbing slow circles at his back.  

satoru's breathing calms against yuuji’s neck. 

"yuuji, u're such a good boy."  

yuuji's heart and dick swell. 

[hurricanek8art]

Screw it, I posted the fic, she's my other main oc in the SWTOR-fic-verse in my head and drafts, SO part two of me clawing my way out of my anxiety bubble: character profiles part two! In which i still suck at summarizing events without sounding pretentious or overdoing it on the lore dumping. I have like. two good screenshots of Chrysali on my tablet and no access to the ones on my old laptop hard drive still (😭😭😭), but thanks to @jeswii coming in the clutch with a screenshot so I don't claw my hair out (THANK YOU AGAIN) I have finished one out of three parts of that art thing I've been going insane rambling about lately and it's my favorite part of it so have this bit of a thing that I will finish eventually!🥴 I'm probably going to come back to this and swap the art out for the full finished piece once it's done-done, but! in the meantime!:

Chrysali Vidoi: the Cipher

Homeworld: Druckenwell

Born: 3662BBY (age 22 at start, currently 40)

Species: Genetically- and cybernetically-enhanced Human

Occupation: co-operations manager and head of Alliance Intelligence; formerly agent of the Imperial Intelligence division

Affiliations: Eternal Alliance; formerly Imperial Intelligence

Romances: Theron Shan

Chrysali Vidoi is a woman of many names—Cipher Nine, Nashtah Twelve, Legate, and countless more she cannot even remember, but none of them matter more to her than the one she was born with and constantly denied. A survivor of the Battle of Druckenwell as a child, Chrysali found herself rounded up in the aftermath by agents of the Imperial Science Division and taken as test subjects for the Arkanian cyber-geneticist Atro Arkova's Project: Nashtah. Arkova wanted to create a perfect living weapon, and through a combination of cybernetic modification and genetic enhancement, he made the children under his thumb more—faster, stronger, more agile, more capable in a fight, immune to the effects of external stimulants like alcohol and drugs, and with a lowered sensitivity to internal hormones like adrenaline that could impair their reactions. Better than droids because they could think for themselves, Arlova molded them into becoming a potential replacement for even the vaunted Cipher program one day. They were deadly killing machines with only one flaw: they were not invincible. By the time Chrysali (now designated Nashtah Twelve) came of age, only a handful of her fellow Nashtahs had survived their grueling training, and the project was closed down as a failure with the survivors shuffled into Imperial Intelligence instead. Chrysali took to the work like she was made for it (and she had been) but all the while hated everything about it—the Empire, the work, herself, everything. A rollercoaster three years followed that ended with Imperial Intelligence disbanded, Ardun Kothe's offer to make her a double-agent for the SIS, and Chrysali aimless as she struggled to be more than just the weapon she was made to become. The Revanite crisis served to be the lifeline out of her confusion, and Chrysali latched onto the allies she found amongst it, in particular finding something of a kindred spirit in Theron Shan. The years under Zakuul, then fighting Zakuul, brought them together, and now they are an unbreakable partnership in every sense of the word, facing down whatever comes next the way they do best—together.

[caddyheron]

hey google how to survive without a hyperfixation. no glue. no borax.

[errruvande]

I came here today (after months of absence) to tell that my mind has been brainstorming something my bff told me a few days ago and it's STILL bugs me...

Apparently, there's a thing called "Midday horror" (i'm not sure how exactly it's called in English) and it's referring to a sudden feel of dread at noon. The articles always give as example the perfect summer day, clear sky, hot weather, but suddenly there's no any sounds: no birds chirping or cicadas, grass and trees are motionless cause there's no wind at all and the sky seems to be not blue but grey.

All of that seems to throw a huge way of dread on people, and my bff has experienced this a whole bunch of times. And i have NEVER felt anything even close to that....

She showed me some picks that trigger her in the same way and i'm just.... Well it's just a field, pretty photo? No???

You know, this type of photos... Do this picks make you uncomfortable?

The almighty Internet says it's mostly Slavic countries fenomen. We have a lot of mythological creatures that are rooted in Noon time and field work and usually kill people or drive people crazy exactly at Midday, like Poludnitsa (Lady Midday), but I truly think it goes to any country in which many people used to plow the fields in the past (I know that Greek people had pretty same mythological plot with Pan)

I'm sure there's enough of logical explanations of this fenomen, but it STILL bugs me... I kinda want to experience this lmao

[magnolia-sunrise]

you ever feel so in love with your own OC-

(probably wont be able to finish this today... but maybe this weeks # Wolfgang Wednesday 🤫watch this space etc )

[keeps-ache]

hit random on a picrew n dressed him up :3

[inks below because they're neat]

[hamthezombie]

I kind of want to play Animal Crossing New Horizons again, but it's kind of boring now that I've done everything so part of me wants to delete my island and start again.

But man, that feels bad too!

[porcelainebambi]

Bullying Smarty doodles <3

Really wanted to draw smarty being treated like shit by Lilith but it's also like,,,really late so I just half assed both doodles to the extreme.

No one can piss Lily off more than Smarty can. SO like this is probably the closest I've ever drawn DOL Lily to how she looks in literally any other setting I have. I have two sort of story worlds I have in dol neither taking place in the uk area because no thanks <3.

But these two drawings are not 'dollieverse' Lilith her siblings are actually alive in this specific world and they are my beloved skunk rats. The first drawing actually is meant to have words and they're all just Lilith insulting the fuck out of Smarty saying she's a shitty demon for not even having at least tiny fangs and several much meaner things. Smarty would probably eat it up since she seems to have a thing for pissing people off.

Second one Smarty is in Lilith's litol store and fucks around and drops one of her animal gut jars on the floor. Second universe Lilith is for one not an art teacher but a freak ass shop owner and two way less patient and a lot meaner (she would still love angel though she gravitates to anyone she can smell emotional constipation on). So when smarty drops the jar she's like oh okay so bailey being an absolute bitch to you as a kid didn't teach you shit. Beats her up a little bit, a few rough hits in the face, then she tells her clean the floor up and held her hair down to lick it up. And I drew smarty's tail wrapped around her wrist cause I thought it looked cute.

Erm anyway um this second universe Lilith is really mean and has like pretty different lore from dollieworld Lily but not by too much I think. Or maybe she does I'm still going wild drawing ven-diagrams of the two versions.

@smartytarty apologies for the god awful quality it is two in the morning miaow.

Smarty's colors are very inconsistent because I used two different reference photos :(

[marclef]

why is it so hard for me to come up with an idea for a Not Cute Fake Peppino drawing

[maimedaffairg]

being autistic in the rping community &* just online in general is so weird. i talk to people like once &* suddenly my brain is like , omg we're besties i can say anything to this person &* it's like, homie that's a stranger back up. boundaries are weird &* i've never understood them irl or here. let me talk about dnd &* the funeral im planning in the same sentence.

[transimailisa]

“I can’t be angry with you…” Princess Alisa spoke before bending down to give a big kiss on Princess Anilaphat's clear cheeks. “However, you should never speak of renouncing your royal status again.”

“...”

“Can you promise me?” Princess Anilaphat only gave Mother a wry smile but didn’t say anything in response. “Hearing that, I almost suffocated to death.”

“...”

“You’re my heart and your father’s heart, don’t you know?”

“Whatever father and mother wish from me, no matter how hard it is, I’m willing to do it.” Princess Anilaphat moved her body away from the embrace to make eye contact with her mother easily. “Having to leave the country to study alone since I was a little kid and barely knew a thing, l did it. When I returned, mother didn’t want me to practice the profession I studied; fearing that I would be in dire straits, I continued my studies to become a teacher like father and mother intended me to be.”

“...”

“Why is the only thing I asked for… mother couldn't give me in return?"

“…”

“So, what is the point of having such a high rank if I cannot grab what I desire?”

“Anil��� what you desire is inappropriate for you.”

“How inappropriate is that? Is it so easy to meet the person I love, Mother?”

-

i have been personally loving the work on adaptation the loyal pin has done on the show. the show is extremely loyal (lmao) to its source and all the changes provided do feel in line with the orignal work which is why i cant wait to see the last few episodes.

that being said there is a few changes that sometimes collapse in itself if you havent read the book (prince anan mentioning a past forbidden love or once again prince anan already knowing about anin and pins situation and when he has to confront anin about it in front of their mother and aunt patt) which all could be discussed about how you adapt a book. but i personally want to bring up something that is as trivial as one line in the book but to me !! it is a little nuance that feels too bad to be left out.

anin wanted to find a job in architecture upon returning to thailand but her parents (especially mother) didn’t let her.

the show and books make a beautiful cases to demonstrate how misogyny, class and homophobia are all deeply connected as being the great obstacle for anin and pin, together and both separately, each navigating a cage that is held above them even by their closest relatives.

and so comes the question of independence. financial independence. financial independence is truly one of the biggest shackles to be taken down when mentioning Anything related to self determination. because seeing anin more than willing to drop what gives her the most security in life for pin who knows what that non security implies, means that you must have at least what you must to be self sufficient.

anin wishing for this before the whole mess of pin’s engagement both shows how she already wanted to be independent as early as possible and that her parents, despite specifically sending her abroad for ‘more honorable studies’ and such do see anin getting a job in architecture as a Lesser way to live. because she would not be a comfortable as her current situation and inflict again their wishes on her on which job she should aim for while still remaining tied to them.

this detail is trivial and just one more line in the whole theme of the book of how misogyny ties women down to their position theyre supposed to fulfil, and have other women keep you in check of that. but it also comes with the whole realisation for anin of how despite the looks and support and liberties her class allows her to get, her gender will ultimately always be what societal expectations throws her back into. and that wish of financial independence prior to pin’s engagement shows that she was well aware of that, or at the very least in part, and was once again trying to sneak out of this hold.

[sillyxaly]

I drew my lion boy after the act of monsterfucker sex. So open the cut at your own risk :p

I also changed his skin tone because I want to broaden my horizon and i have though about doing that for a while and. I think he looks pretty with it. So im keeping it now. Overall this has a few redesign elements in it.