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[crazedbehisname]

some old destiny 2 art when i used to play, was an artfight for anticode-403

[whumperer-86]

South anticodent

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[viviennes-tears]

Demonstration (Tom Hiddleston and Female Reader One shot)

18+ blog: It is YOUR responsibility, as a reader, to think about the content that you consume at your own discretion. 

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A/N: Thank you anon for sending me this prompt last year. My deepest apologies for the extreme lateness. I am behind on everyone's prompts, regrettably, due to working, on and off motivation and life itself. In any case, I hope it was worth your wait and I hope you enjoy ☺️ x

(This is a 2024 prompt, please check for future updates for prompt requests.)

Prompt requested by anonymous on Tumblr: Tom Hiddleston is a sex therapist talking about the female orgasim on stage to a group of professionals. His demonstration partner couldn't make it so he asks the lady moderator. He slips off her underwear and has her sit on his lap facing the audience masturbating her as he explains. He makes her squirt than takes her to the bathroom to clean her up and giver her his number.

Summary: Tom a sex therapist and you a moderator. His professional partner couldn’t attend the lecture and partake in the demonstration portion, due to a family emergency, so he convinced you into taking her place to be masturbated in front of hundreds on stage.

Warnings: Partial nudity, explicit descriptions, public masturbation, public orgasms, squirting and after care.

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Tom takes a deep breath as he adjusts his glasses before setting foot out onto the stage in front of a few hundred of his fellow colleagues from across the country who filled the seats in the theatre. The spotlight snapped on him once he stood at the podium. All eyes piercingly staring at him as they waited for his lecture on his newly collaborated published book: “What women want,”  a book with refined research under his belt to boot, already the book being predicted to become a bestseller.

“Good afternoon everybody, I would like to first give thanks for the great turn out, I see so many familiar and unfamiliar faces amongst you. Secondly, giving thanks to my professional partner, publisher and the rest of the team who partook in the research and collective work, without them there wouldn’t be a book.” Tom began, followed by a small applause to the aforementioned people he gave thanks to.

He adjusts his glasses again before diving into the story of what inspired him and his professional partner into writing the book, and he went over other general anticodes he believed to be important to mention at this time. His hands and face expressive, his voice passionate and clearly deligiant to details while a projector changed slides on the oversized screen behind him, projecting images and diagrams from the book. Throughout his lecture he could already envision the many other lectures he and his professional partner will go on to give to the youths, and other couples who are having difficulties in the bedroom by helping them from an educational/professional perspective, but also to bring ultimate pleasure into their sex lives. This was only the beginning of new heights in his career as a sex therapist.

“For the demonstration portion I must apologise for the absence of my professional partner, who unfortunately is unable to be here today, due to a family emergency. However, she would like me to say the following on her behalf…” Tom says, after he finished the first half of his lecture whilst pulling out a folded piece of paper from his inner suit jacket pocket.

“Thank you all for believing in this book that Tom and I and our entire team have worked tirelessly on over the last two years to complete. It has been an eye opener to us while doing the research and ultimately changed our lives as much as we hope to change others too. I am sorry I am unable to be with you on the most important day of the book's release journey. Although I hope the demonstration is enticingly rich as it has been during our own discovery research...” Tom reads the note aloud, before repocketing the piece of paper and beckons you, the moderator from the front row with a come hither finger.

You nervously got out of your seat once he beckoned for you. You and Tom had a discussion earlier about what was about to happen and you had agreed for some reason, despite you feeling like a nervous wreck about such an intimate act to be performed in front of everyone here, albeit he said all the right things to convince you that you’d be in good hands, hence why you were joining him now on stage.

When you stood beside Tom centre stage whilst he introduced you, you nervously fidgeting with your hands, he saw it and put his hand on your elbow. A sign to show you he was going to be with you the entire time. That one simple touch was soft yet firm at the same time, a reassuring one, you’d worked as his moderator before and trusted him in taking care of you. 

After he introduced you he pulled his trouser legs up as he sat comfortably down, sitting on a chair that had been sat center stage the entire time, the seat positioned just behind you. He then patted his thigh for you to be seated. You take a shaky breath before sitting on his lap facing forwards so everyone could see you. Tom’s left arm curled around your waist when you were comfortable as you were going to get.

“You all know everyone’s sensitivity is different, knowing your partner is key, what they like and dislike especially in the bedroom. Otherwise if there’s no sex you’re just dead in the water…” Tom says, his voice much lower than before, sounding more like a silky seduction master, while his thumb idly caressed your waist just below your shirt. The lightest touch like a swan’s feather against your skin mixed with the change in his voice already sent a shiver down your spine.

“Sex doesn’t have to be boring for either yourselves or your partner. Sure there’s a great deal of men in particular who rush and forget the woman’s needs. Those who do are also the kind of men who don’t last longer than thirty to forty seconds before coming. Pitiful. Ineffectual. Futile. Leaving the woman unsatisfied and a thirst left unquenched is wrong in my book.” Tom says, and by the sounds of it the longer he seemed to talk with you seated in his lap his voice kept getting dangerously arousing, notably while his free hand began gliding up and down your leg. His eyes are darkening on you, focused on you rather than those who he’s talking to. Another tactic to keep you calm by getting you to look at him and make it feel as you’re the ones there. 

“No woman should be treated like a fleshlight that appears to have a mouth likeness on the end of it or some other toy you don’t give a shit about. A woman is a living breathing person. A person who should be given respect and allowed to enjoy sex as any man.” He goes on after a brief pause from his previous words as his hand wanders up your skirt, luckily for him you’d chosen to wear one, which made this easier for the demonstration as his hand slowly inches towards your underwear. You take another shaky breath as you hear a small cough in the distance, that breaks you out of the trance a little, only he is quick on the up keep. His arm squeezes your waist tightly and pressing his chest firmly against your back. The warmth radiating off him was inviting and the rhythm of his heart against your back also helped start to ease you into relaxation again as intended. 

“A woman shouldn’t still in this day and age feel ashamed about the enjoyment of sex….” Tom proceeded to pick up from where he left off as his fingers brush against your underwear, causing your breath to hitch, a fluttering pulse of your heart. He can tell you are aroused the longer he circles your clit through your underwear as the beginning traces of said arousal dampens the material. 

Within moments his fingers leave you to remove your underwear completely and expose you under the harsh lighting that doesn’t do you any justice. Favourably the odds on the other hand were on your side as you’d happened to freshly shave that morning at least you felt good about that. Upon seeing you like this however Tom struggled to remain professional for a minute. He swallowed thickly, trying to suppress a groan, trying to keep himself calm and not get turned on himself. On the point of collecting himself together he carries on with the demonstration, explaining every explicit detail as his fingers expertly tease your wet folds, before delving into the warmth of your cave. Curling and massaging your inner walls, almost like he was touching the softness of a rose petal, sending a shiver down your spine and causing your legs to wake together.

Considering this was the first time Tom has touched you, it felt more like he has known you intimately for years, given his long slender fingers merited your praises that escaped out of your delectable lips in short breathy whimpers and moans. The act wasn’t rushed in any way, it was a steady pleasurable build up, before he would torturously slow right down, whilst whispering words of encouragement into your ear. Meaning by this point he had decided not to talk to anyone else besides you, pretending there was just the two of you, wanting this experience to feel more real for both of you. Furthermore, he could no longer hide his own state of arousal which is straining in his trousers against your backside, indubitably you could tell big was an understatement for what was unconcealable. 

Your whimpering and moans only went higher in pitch the firmer and deeper Tom stroked you, especially when he increased his velocity to newer gratifying heights. Truly the icing on the cake came to fruition as his focus shifted to your G-spot whilst circulating your clit with his thumb simultaneously. In that moment it felt like a tantalising game playing havoc on your senses. You were teetering blissfully right on the edge, breathing becoming difficult, in spite of you still being vocally unable to quieten down until Tom hit the jackpot. You squirted everywhere like a sprinkler on a hot summer’s day showering on him, and accidentally he came himself in his trousers, like a teenage boy in high school who touched a girl for the first time.

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The unisex bathroom was deserted asides from yourself and Tom. He made sure of it before leading you inside, locking the door behind you both then he grabbed some paper towels to dry down the countertop, before he tossed them away. Followed by him turning the hot tap on at one of the sinks. Your face still deeply flushed, your forehead a little sweaty, your core sodden and ached in a good way. Also your legs still had evidence of your juices on them that had dried on quickly after the demonstration. Not forgetting to mention you had to hold onto the counter for balance so your legs didn’t give out from underneath you as he prepared the space. On top of that your foggy mind was still trying to comprehend the experience you had endured moments ago,  being quite possibly the most intense masturbation session ever. Your own fingers could never reach that depth, nor could any toy’s highest setting could vibrate through you quite like the way Tom’s slender skilled fingers could. They reaped absolute heavenly havoc on you. Hell you didn’t know you could squirt like that.

“Are you alright, lovely?” Tom asks sweetly, the back of his hand caressing your flushed cheek, a stark difference in his demeanor than when he had you on his lap.

“Y-yeah…I’m fine.” You somehow managed to form words together, even in the most breathless way, causing him to chuckle gruffly.

Wordlessly he hoisted you up onto the countertop next to the sink he prepared. He made sure you weren’t going to fall off before grabbing more paper towels and running them under the warm water. Next he made you lean back enough and spread your legs for him again so he could clean you up with the warm wet paper towels. He seemed so attentive in this moment and quiet, not that you had any issues with it, in fact it was nice being taken care of by him. By the time he’d finished he pulled your skirt down and tossed the paper towels away and turned the tap off, before he turned back to you once more.

“W-what about you?” You ask. Your breaths evening out slowly and your body slowly coming down from it’s high too.

“Don’t worry about me, darling.” Tom says, his voice still sinfully rough.

You then watch as he reaches into his suit jacket pocket and pulls out a business card and a pen. He uses his teeth to pull the cap off the pen before he quickly scribbles on the back of the business card prior to handing it to you. With a slight tremor in your hand you take the business card and peered down at it, seeing the words ‘call me anytime’ written underneath a phone number. His personal phone number. 

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[drxgony]

Some arts I did for Artfight 2023, Team Vampire.

In order:

Blue by @unbrokensalt on instagram

The 781st boys Scopes, Airlock and Jayk by @olives-and-lilies

Zai Tekall by @anticode-403

Innard by @slitherbop

Alphonse by @xamag-draws

James and his family by @dreamypastelskies

Shark Blanket by sonicwave

Praz and the 2nd Sister by @lockwood-art

Taraneh by @leaphia and my boy Tali

That's that on that, thank you so much for the lovely artfight guys! Although there were others I loved I needed to put at least one recap and tumblr has the limit, but nonetheless, can't wait to see you guys next year ! ~

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Tracklist:

Galois • Code / Anticode • Reflections • Megrez • Singularity • Redemption's Way • Komm Süsser Tod, Komm Sel'ge • Rivers Dancing • Srikara Tal • [Grace]

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[crazed-be-his-name]

artfight attack for anticode!! her character "Ember"

(exo warlock peak)

[esoteric-codes]

Fat Dactyls

If you make a language and are lucky, someone else will write code for it. If you are very lucky, someone else will find uses for it you never intended, or that even challenge the premise of the language.

This is not the same as using the language in an unexpected way. Urban Müller could not have foreseen brainfuck as the bedrock for a Rust-like language or a CPU. But do these projects truly counter brainfuck's premise? I would argue not. Brainfuck appears chaotic but part of its appeal has always been in conquering that chaos, in building efficient algorithms using the language despite the challenge. These projects counter the chaos of brainfuck, but that really is the appeal of brainfuck in the first place, they are simply taking it much further than could have been anticipated. If Müller had wanted brainfuck to be impossible to master, he would have designed the language much differently.

Sometimes, however, a language inspires work that falls very far from the intent of its original designer. Most esolangs, like mainstream programming languages, are open systems and don't dictate how programmers use them. C# offers many features to make structured code easy. But I can also write C# that looks like 80s BASIC wrapped in some standard C# boilerplate:

using System; class Program {     static void Main()     {          _01:  int b = 0;          _05:  string t = "";          _10:  for(b = 99; b > 0; b--){          _20:  goto _100;          _30:  t = t + " OF BEER ON THE WALL";          _40:  Console.Write(t + ", " + t);          _50:  Console.Write("\nTAKE ON DOWN AND PASS IT AROUND, ");          _60:  if(b - 1 <= 0) { Console.Write("NO MORE BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL"); } goto _80;          _70:  goto _200;          _75:  Console.Write(" OF BEER ON THE WALL");          _80:  Console.WriteLine();          _85:  goto _230;          _90:  Console.Write("GO TO THE STORE AND BUY SOME MORE, 99 BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL");          _95:  return;          _100: t = b.ToString() + " BOTTLE"; if (b > 1) { t = t + "S"; }          _110: goto _30;          _200: Console.Write((b - 1).ToString() + " BOTTLE");          _210: if (b - 1 > 1) { Console.Write("S"); }          _220: goto _75;          _230: ;}     } }

C# can discourage this—Visual Studio tried to reformat this several times, and it was full of red squiggles—but a determined-enough programmer can always reject the values of that language.

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[daox]

colors smoke _ #anticode #daox (à MaisonB)

[veryredgir]

"To be a good Stormcaller you must follow the storm's lead."

A badass Warlock for @Zillidan1 on Twitter!

Props to @anticode-403 for the lightning generator~

[thefoodadvice]

Big ol' Breakfast Platter (Originally intended to cook up a quick omelet; I may have gotten a bit carried away...) by Anticode | Follow on Instagram, Pinterest& check our Website

[anticode-403]

Who Am I?

“Who are you, anticode?” you, a fool, may be asking. To which I reply, “Call me anti.”

I make art, mostly Destiny 2 art but I can make Halo art if you really pressed me. I take commissions and I’ve just recently expanded over to this wonderful hellsite we all call Tumblr.

If you want to commission me, just find me on Twitter, it shouldn’t be that hard.

[shapetorn]

oh oh oh do question 1 , 3 , 9 , 14 , and 26 !

CHAR. DEVELOPMENT QUESTIONS. 

1. How do they move and carry themselves? Pace, rhythm, gestures, energy?

big dick energy. NO.  uhm. they have very tall / strong posture. they are very confident in themselves and all that they do. they move with ease within a human body / form. with no trouble and issue. very boastful. an average pace in walk. without a human form. they are a soft mist / shadow of a creature. they flow quite easily and graceful. 

3. How do they position themselves in a group? Do they like to be the center of attention, or do they hang back at the edges of a crowd?

this is very dependent on the situation but for the most part they remain mostly in the background, observing and learning about their surroundings and those there. they then work out the best method to interject themselves and to become center of attention. mainly this involves feeding / killing. they don’t keep many company unless for specific reasoning. in that sense they are often front and center. 

9. How do they manifest energy, exhaustion, tension, or other strong emotions?

ohoho. emotions vary dependent on situation and are often generated for the sheer sense of social situation / self interest or self preservation. these emotions are often mimicked off of others but any movement, thought, word and emotion is quite easily manifested.  

14. What do they care deeply about? What kind of loyalties, commitments, moral codes, life philosophies, passions, callings, or spirituality and faith do they have? How do these tend to be expressed? 

their commitment and primary care lays in their father / creator - the devil. this is where primary sense of loyalty and care even exists / remains. most other loyalities present to themselves. a care of self interest and advancement in knowledge. a care in weeding out the weak of humanity. a passion for the things that humans create, a passion for the art and the intricate ways that humans exist. they will care about certain lovers - granted it is something of a genuine feel. 

26. How do they view and feel about relationships, and how might this manifest in how they handle them, if it does?

immortality is a long time. they have gotten into past relationships before and are bound to get into more of them through the course of their existence. there has always been an interest in them - especially observing thousands of years of humans. they believe they handle them easily. it’s usually quite rare that they develop full genuine feelings for someone - unless that someone sparks a curiosity and longing within them that they’ve yet to experience before. 

[dreamseersystem]

Want to make an Undertale AU based off my kin life. I want to call it Codetale.

Basis is that Undertale knows it's made up of code and is a program, except that program was incomplete and was started up as is. Chara is the incomplete code. Frisk is the patch that was inserted after they found out there was a major bug in the code aka Corrupted Chara or CC.

Gaster is part of the Anticode after a failed experiment. And Sans is just doing his best to survive. His code name is Prism. I posted a bit about Prism already here. But I want to do a full story.

Basis is that Corrupted Chara reseted the timeline and took control of Frisk's body by deleting them from the code. This causes more corruption and is slowly taking over the Underground. Each reset, more corruption. And CC loves to reset to kill and torture the monsters over and over again.

[drxgony]

artfight 2022, im not gonna post them all but here are some i did. was super busy this month but i did try me best :) in order.

squirpgroves saskia

@queddadraw​ cirrus

kaoticevils archer

@sk0lithos castilleja

flameingos lucille

@olives-and-lilies desha

canislupis’ sion

julnites kriara

jalaires mellohi

and lastly @anticode-403 antares

thank you so much for all the lovely characters, hope to see you all next year :)

[tangentialunbioctium]

Worldbuilding June Day 28: Major Figures & Important Players

The current Governor of Anticode, and thus effectively of the Skyline Forest and Toj Shannil settlements, is Ravava. He is notable for being the first Cat elected by the Board of Directors, after a string of Hyenas stretching back to Kuva.

The Board primarily chose him due to his handling of a Staircase Lock refurbishment project, designed to install active drainage pumps to increase its capacity; bringing the project in ahead of schedule, without obvious corner cuts, demonstrated his ability to smoothly coordinate large teams- or at least his luck.

Dery, the new Czar of the Hyenas, may hope that Ravava’s reputation for pragmatism is well-earned. The loss of Platea gave the Empire a concrete resource disadvantage against the Otters; the previous Czar restricting trade with the independent Platea further disadvantaged it.

Dery has recently sent covert diplomats to Ravava to discuss a reopening of trade; neither side is friendly with the Otters, after all. Negotiations with the former colony are strained, however, by the political need for any settlement to allow the Empire to retain its pride.

Lord Neeth, leader of the Neeth Otter house, would not be pleased if news of the negotiations reached him; his House’s most successful colonial effort has been in operating a port catering to pirates and privateers preying on shipping to and from Anticode. The retreat of the Hyena’s Navy for the past few decades has emboldened pirates and, thus, his House’s own profits; the strengthening umbrella of Anticode’s Navy has been bad enough for business.

One of his many rivals, Lord Seris, presents a deceptively unassuming figure. Seris House has never had a reputation for ambition, and yet has remained a far more permanent fixture of Otter society, seemingly immune to the tendency other Houses have of meteoric rises and plunges into obscurity.

This is, of course, by design; House Seris’s unwritten rule has long been “let somebody else try first”. They watch the other houses for promising ventures, then swoop in with their massive resource reserves to capitalize once the risk and “excitement” have been wrung out. Their modest-sized colonies grow proven, productive crops, rather than try to grab land up to the Platea border.

Speaking of the border, the Bird-majority cities there, in keeping with traditional Bird governance, do not have any central leader. Each city rules itself as a city-state, bound by alliances rather than governing bodies.

This has long vexed Anticode Governors, especially in attempts to organize fortifications along the eastern border to deter potential (if foolhardy, given the terrain) Otter invasions.

On the other hand, Cat society in Au Gera follows a similarly diffuse governance model, and yet has managed to coordinate to construct world-famous waterworks. Perhaps one reason for the selection of Ravava as Governor was the hope that he could successfully unify the eastern states into effective allies...