#also the hands are important

[idontmindifuforgetme]

friend wanted to see my tumblr, and when i told him i can’t show it to him bc it’s basically my personal diary he went “oh so I can’t see it but a bunch of strangers on tumblr can??” he literally does not get me. no one will get me like the people in my phone get me

[secretdazedragon]

[barb-l]

The fourth OP is probably my favorite because of that one section where we get to see Maomao from the first person POV of the three people who are cherish her the most:

Jinshi

Xiaolan

And Loulan

I just can't skip the OP everytime it comes up because of this. It's almost like you can practically feel their fondness for Maomao in these shots

Also love that the final section is Maomao running towards Xiaolan and Loulan and ending with Maomao's hand in theirs. They love Maomao so much and the way she unabashedly loves them back is such huge character development for Maomao.

[bardicbird]

a little siffrin comic about touch, violence, and oranges

[dailygihun]

day 36 || gi-hun is so Loud about everything in s1 and i deeply adore it

[ayzaart]

would you dance with me? ♡

(quick doodle based off her words in the artbook)

[rasoyas]

just bestie things: casually theorizing where your alien baby hails from . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ 🛸

[shushmal]

Eddie pauses, his fingers stilling against his guitar strings. Steve makes a questioning noise, but doesn't move from where he's sitting on the ground, back against the log and his head still resting against Eddie's knee. And for a long moment, Eddie does nothing, so caught up in it all this—this life they've managed to scrap together.

They're thirty-eight, and they own a house, one with a big back yard perfect for a fire pit, a fence and a dog. Last spring a storm had blown down their oak tree, and Steve had rolled the trunk of it over to make seating, the rest firewood. On clear nights, they light a fire and sit next to the flames, and Eddie will play his guitar. And they're far enough out of town that the stars stretch endless, beautiful in the night sky above them.

That's the kind of night they're having now. And it's not what Eddie used to dream of—bars and stages and stadiums of fans. It's not his uncle's trailer and dealing drugs that Eddie thought he'd have to resign himself to. It's not even orange jumpsuits and prison bars, like he was scared of.

Eddie sets his guitar down, resting it against his seat. Steve finally looks up, brown eyes a little sleepy, and a lot content.

It's the kind of night that Eddie never even thought to want.

"Dance with me?" Eddie asks. He watches a slow smile stretch Steve's face. He's gorgeous, painted in campfire light.

"Getting sappy in your old age, Munson?" Steve says, even as he takes Eddie's hand and lets him haul him to his feet.

They fall into each other easily, because they do it every day—arms around waists, shoulders. Cold noses against an ear. Lips kissing lips. They know exactly how to fit themselves together, where their pieces meet and the edges line up perfectly. They sway there in the darkness behind their home, fire-warmed and holding each other. There is nothing but the crackle of the burning logs, the wind in the trees, the crickets and the night birds calling.

"Perfect," Eddie murmurs.

"Hm?" Steve hums, his fingers playing with the ends of Eddie's hair. He presses a kiss to Eddie's neck as they turn a little circle, dancing. "What is?"

"You," Eddie says. "This. Everything. I love this."

He can feel Steve's smile against his skin, knows with out seeing all happy shine of Steve's eyes, his scrunch of his nose, the dimples and the shape of his teeth. He's perfect, and he'll always be perfect to Eddie.

"You, too," Steve whispers. "I love this, too."

[p1xzels]

i never realized light holds L’s hand but not misa’s ohhhhhh I’m sick. I’m sick

[aquavierra]

So touch deprived, he needed to make a contact on track and ended up on top of Kimi.

[skitskatdacat63]

Why is he like this, why is he such a freak, who gave him the right to act like this

[armadillos-and-dragons]

Ooof digging up some ooold art for this but here is our “superhero” team:

In order: Azklynn (alien form), Jade, Holly, and Alex (she’s acting).

Azklynn doesn’t look like this during the story, though. They are transformed to look like a human when they go to Earth. They are a black girl with a similar hairstyle to the one pictured, but with pink and orange braids on one side. They do not wear a toga either lol.

Here are some Picrews I've made of them more recently:

Alex: the interesting thing about this is that here, she is wearing cool tones. Every other time she's pictured she is wearing warm tones, which she prefers. This is a way of showing that she doesn't even have access to a good wardrobe at this point. (this is early in Puppets. good clothes show up eventually--after Alex complains)

To see how she has changed throughout the years, see this post

Picrew link

Jade: You'll notice he had different hair here than in the last picture. He's changing his hair so much that it doesn't matter. Also his hair is actually brown cause I like it better. And this version of Jade would never be caught dead that other dress.

Also, in case you can't tell, Jade was originally going to be a witch, but I switched it. Soooo do with that what you will

Picrew link

Holly: the first thing you may notice about Holly is that she used to be a fairy. I decided somewhat recently to switch that to Jade. I thought the switched aesthetics would be funny. Her hair is also a darker blonde than it looks in this image.

Hello Lizzie. Would you like to talk about your ocs, particularly puppetsverse?

Okokok so:

(You’ve awakened the beast, I never shut up about my ocs lol) (sat down to write a brief preview and ended up with 2 thousand words) (warning: some parts are very rough)

So, one day, four teens awaken tied together in a room containing nothing but a door, painted beige to match the rest of the room. Eventually, they manage to get out of their bounds and find the key to the locked door (don’t ask me how: some puzzle or something I’m not quite sure). Turns out they work pretty damn well together.

On the other side, they find a combined living room and kitchen with a hallway that leads to four separate bedrooms (two to the left, two to the right) and a locked door at the end. The door looks to be a front door, but it’s impossible to tell since it won’t open. There are no windows in any room.

The teens exchange a look as they realize that this place must be another puzzle. But, before they can start discussing their strategy, a loud ping sounds from the living room. There, on the TV, reads a message:

Thus starts the team’s first mission: (insert mission here) (something with going out to fight someone I think) (the front door unlocks and then they go outside and their mission awaits) (also superhero suits or something)

One mission turns into two, two turns into a dozen, and suddenly months have gone by and the team knows very little about who is sending them on these missions or why they are fighting. However, they without fail, every time the TV goes off, they suit up and head out the door. They try to resist, but it’s the only time they get to leave the house and cabin fever is killing them. And the second they finish fighting whatever monster lays on the other side or saving whatever innocent civilian needs it they all pass out and wake up the next morning back in their new beds.

During a fight on a particularly stormy day, one teen tries to escape. But, before he’s gotten 20 feet, he’s out cold. The rest of the team is too overwhelmed with fighting to try and help him, and he lies there the entire fight. Afterwards, he wakes up with everyone else like normal.

They don’t spend all their time doing missions, however. At some point a training gym shows up in their house. There are also tons of board games, craft supplies, books, video games, and anything else the teens could want. They are never bored. The fridge is always full. If someone mentions they want anything, be it food, entertainment, or comfort items, it appears somewhere in the house after the next mission.

Even the missions aren’t too bad. No matter how dangerous the threat seems to be, nobody has yet to get more than a few scratches or maybe a bruise. The team works well together. They win every time, no matter the odds.

If you ignore the fact that they are trapped in a place without windows, only allowed outside to fight, and aren’t allowed any way to contact the outside world, the team is living pretty nice. But of course they are constantly planning an escape. However, every time they try, they end up thwarted. It’s scary how perfectly they’re stopped every time. It’s almost as if someone is always listening. They quickly figure out that they must be bugged, but even the quietest conversations seem to get picked up. There is no privacy in this place.

Let’s meet the team!!

But first! One of them is hiding something. Can you guess who (I’m curious. Also, give your reasonings)?

Alex (she/her), 19, lesbian:

Alex has been an actress for as long as she remembers. Alex is actually the main character of another of my stories, “the before” (stand in title. It’s called that ‘cause it happens before “Puppets”). Alex doesn’t let anybody in. Nobody knows the real her. Honestly, even Alex feels like she’ll never know the real her. Her real personality has gotten so tangled with her celebrity persona that she doesn’t know where one ends and the other starts. And just when she’d gotten casted with in her next big role, and her team had managed to convince her co-star to stage a romance to mirror their big-screen one, she’s shoved into this fucking situation. Her career is all she has at this point and this is going to ruin it. She has worked for this all her life. There is nothing she hasn’t sacrificed to get where she is and she needs to get the fuck out of here or it will all go down the fucking drain. (I do have more info about her if you’re curious. The tag is #alex oc. This bio is short because I’ve been writing about her for months lol)

Quick facts:

*She loves musicals. Her favorites are Hamilton and Heathers at the moment.

*Most of her acting jobs have been horror movies/shows

*When she was younger, Alex always wanted to be on Broadway. This was never an option for her, however, since her parents didn’t have her trained in live performance or vocally, and a pivot could ruin the reputation they were building for her.

*She has trouble trusting people, especially friends. She’s only ever had one close friendship, and that didn’t end well. (see “the before”, which I’m currently editing and plan on posting some day, or #the before or #alex+seb)

Azklynn (she/her at beginning of story, they/them at the end) 19 (for the case of simplicity, they age the same as a human would), agender, unlabeled:

Azklynn is… terrified, honestly. This is their first time on Earth and, well, it’s looking like it might be their last. They’re not exactly sure how long it’s been but the shuttle that would return them home has surely gone by now. Azklynn has no idea where they’re going to go when, or if, they get out of here. At this point, they’ve lost all interest in getting out of here, but they’re trying to care because everyone else has entire lives that they need to get back to.

Azklynn had been waiting for years to come to Earth. They’d been studying its cultures since the third year of the school. In the fifth year of the school, they’d gotten a chance to take an Earthean language class and had picked English because their friend was taking it. They worked their buttocks off to be good enough at English to join the school trip to Earth in the fifteenth year of the school. But now, the month-long trip they’d spent years preparing for has turned into a real life nightmare. Everything here is so new, so different, and as much as they are enjoying it, someone from their species is not allowed to stay on Earth forever.

Additional character stuff: Human gender is weird. The idea that humans introduce themselves based on their genitals has always been a concept that is hard to grasp for Azklynn. Their species has four different sexes, although they are not always distinct as humans’ seem to be (obviously humans don’t always fit into distinct sexes, but Azklynn thinks they do (they weren’t taught about intersex people in their Earthean classes)). And the idea that your genitals determine your place in the societal structure is absurd. Of course, Azklynn’s culture isn’t perfect by any means, and they find other reasons to think less of others, but seriously.

When they mentioned these thoughts to Holly, she told Azklynn that some people were neither, and that they were called “they”. Azklynn knew Jade was called “they,” “he,” and “she,” so it made sense that some people were just “they.” Really, it makes more sense. Azklynn has sometimes wondered about being called “they.” Maybe it makes more sense than “she,” since this whole human idea of gender is completely crazy. But, this option is new information, so Azklynn will have to think about it.

Quick facts:

*Azklynn also hates the idea of sexuality labels as a concept. They think they needlessly limit people.

*Thanks to Alex, Azklynn has been getting into musicals, too. They really like The Sound of Music because they used to listen to it in English class, so it reminds them of home.

*Azklynn has always been fascinated by human culture, but they are especially entranced by the entertainment industry, since in their culture, time spent not working is seen as time wasted, so there is nothing like it back home.

*Because of this, they never quite get used to having days on end with no work to do.

*Azklynn’s Earthean classes were put together in the 80s’, so some things are a bit outdated.

Jade (they/he/she), 18, genderqueer, pansexual, gray-aromantic: Jade was about two months away from graduating high school when they were kidnapped. They were ready to leave their shitty small town, the friends they never really got along with, and the helicopter parents they were almost free from.

She had been planning to move across the country to study (I’m not exactly sure what actually) at (some college on the west coast USA). But, seeing as she has no idea how long she’s been trapped in this hellscape, she might have missed her one chance to escape her small town.

He’d been able to get a full ride scholarship, since his parents–who could very much afford it, by the way–were not willing to help cover any costs unless he went to the college in their hometown. Um, not happening. Not in a million years. But, he can feel the time running out as the days turn into weeks turn into months? Jade isn’t exactly sure. Time is weird here, but no one else seems to notice.

See, Jade isn’t fully human. Her mother’s mother–her grandmother–was actually a fairy. Jade’s mom has always despised that she’s part fairy. She hates anything that is outside the norm. Including Jade, it sometimes seems.

Jade had never really known their grandma, since she died when they were fairly young, but their grandpa loved to talk about her. He was fascinated with fairies and their magic. He passed that fascination down to his grandchild. Unfortunately, with their grandma unable to teach them and their mom unwilling to, they never learned how to actually wield their magic.

Still, sometimes, Jade notices things no one else does. Sometimes it’s little things–like the one time he caught the stormy sky flicker into a bright blue hue mid-fight. He had, of course, run for it, desperate for freedom. Then… nothing. Sometimes, he notices big things. Like how, when they wake up after missions, he swears they were out for longer than the few hours everyone assumes they were. Or, the weird, magical vibe he knows is coming from one of the bedrooms. Someone is hiding something, and Jade is going to figure out who it is. Hopefully without alerting anyone else to his search.

Quick facts:

*Jade has always hated Alex. They find her cheesy and think all her relationships were obviously faked. Needless to say, they’re not happy to be living with a girl that they deem spoiled and fake. (Jade also hates musicals, which doesn’t help Alex’s case) (dw, they become friends eventually)

*Jade had an older sister. When she was 17, she snuck out and ended up getting hit by a drunk driver in the middle of the night. Since then, Jade’s parents have been extra protective of Jade, who was 12 at the time. This has really strained their relationship with him.

*Despite her fairy heritage, Jade’s aesthetic leans more witchy. Her closet is mostly purples and other cool tones. However, she’ll never miss a chance to snatch some bold earrings or patches.

Holly (she/her), 18:

Holly loves everyone. Well, maybe not everyone, but it’s pretty hard to get Holly to dislike you. And even harder to get her to let you know.

Holly is the glue that holds the group together. She is a self-proclaimed meddler. When Alex and Jade argue about one thing or another, calling each other stuck-up or lazy, she’s there to mediate. When Azklynn wonders aloud why humans even have gender, Holly gently tells her that she doesn’t have to be a girl. When she notices Alex sneaking glances at Azklynn, she’s right there, encouraging her to go for it. And when she spies Azklynn staring at Alex while she eats… well, Holly always did love a good romance.

And she loves her friends. She’s never really had many, and despite everything, she’s really enjoying finally having a group. They have to rely on each other. There is no other way to survive at this point. Leaving people out isn’t an option. It’s new for Holly

Holly still struggles with letting the others in, though. She’s had a lot of problems with friends in the past. Growing up, she was the weirdo. The outcast. All she’s ever wanted was a good, solid group of peers to care about her. And now she has that. And she hates that she has to feel guilty for finally having that.

Quick facts:

*Holly grew up in a very small, secluded community. When they were very young, the kids in her community pinned Holly as the weird kid and she was never really included after that.

*Growing up, Holly would have said her best friend was comic books. No matter where she was, she always had a superhero comic tucked under her arm or in her bag. When she wasn’t reading, she was imagining fighting bad guys with her own superhero team

*Holly likes to focus on other people’s problems to avoid her own. That’s part of why reading appealed to her so much. It’s also why she has such a hard time letting people in.

Ummm hope you enjoyed my little ramble, I’d be happy to answer any more questions you have of them.

[blueskittlesart]

a little preview of my first-semester senior thesis, Lady Cottontail: Knight of the Warren! It's a middle-grade graphic novel following a rabbit knight and her journey through multiple animal kingdoms to find her warren's kidnapped princess. this is just a taste of the full thing, which right now comes in at 46 pages for just act 1! I plan to continue it next semester of course but working on it for the last few months has really given me a new love for these characters. and a new hatred for drawing trees. i drew so many trees. anyway :) i hope you like it lol

[peliginspeaks]

The absolute MOST important part of a late game flondon PC is that they still be written pathetic by the game sometimes. You're a railway tycoon and a name known from the docks to the Bazaar for your Ambition and achievements, you can persuade or intimidate with the wave of a hand, but you are GOING to make this social faux pas in front of an entire party if you fail this check and it's going to be a whole thing. You are going to get chased by terrorbirds on the train and your hat and luggage will go everywhere. Sometimes you simply won't dodge that hit and that big guy will send you flying, and it will not be dramatic or heroic, because that was a 95% success chance and d__n, it's shaping up to be one of those days again, isn't it. It's really important to me, that those things be left in. It's what keeps the writing from becoming purely a power slash ego trip, and any activity that doesn't leave room for that is a lot more likely to lose my interest.

[sukibenders]

*taps sign* Both Glinda AND Fiyero are important to Elphaba and her journey, you don't necessarily have to ship either of them with her or even like either of them, but to purposely try and remove them (or even just one, I see some of yall do it especially in shipping wars) from Elphaba's life completely misses so many points of Wicked and also take away from Elphaba as a character.

[trappedinafantasy37]

*clears throat*

There is a difference between being a dom and being a dominatrix. Minthara is sexually dominant, but it does not make her a dommy mommy. People conflate the explicitly of her sex scene as if it is something out of a BDSM porno, when in reality her sex scene is tame and vanilla. People are also projecting drow stereotypes onto Minthara and want her to fulfill their degradation fantasies (which is fine, I am not shaming. Trust... I get it). Minthara is not averse to BDSM and kink play, but it isn't going to be her first move either. If you want to be whipped, degraded, spat on, and stepped on, she will do it if you ask. But you have to ask. If you do not ask for her to do these things, she will love you softly (albeit slightly rough).

She also is not a selfish lover who is only interested in her own pleasure. She is equally invested in your pleasure as much as she is her own. She wants the both of you to enjoy the moment and she will require of you to tell her what you like and what you want and she won't overstep your boundaries.

Minthara does not see you as beneath her and will not default to mistreating you. She sees you as her equal and will love you like an equal, and fuck you like an equal (yes, that includes men, wizards, male drow, male wizards, and male drow wizards). She isn't going to use you for her own satisfaction and ignore your needs and desires. If there is a specific way you want her to treat you, you must tell her. Otherwise, she will treat you like an equal.

Minthara does not seek to control or dominate you. She wants passion, intimacy, and a deep connection. Sex isn't about power for her, it's about trust. You may be at your most vulnerable, but so is she. She trusts that you will not take advantage of that vulnerability, and she wants you to trust she won't take advantage of you. To expect her to immediately degrade and mistreat you while you are at your most vulnerable without expressing that you want to be treated that way is a lack of trust in her care for you.